Sometimes you just want to settle in...

Rye worked. Violet watched the new Beyoncé videos. Rye got home. Violet was wearing his shirt. She put on red lipstick. Then put that lipstick to the test. On Rye. Thanks Beyoncé. Music: <div xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#" xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" about="http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Kellee_Maize/Aligned_Archetype/13__Kellee_Maize__Freakuency__Aligned_Archetype__FrostWirecom"><span property="dct:title">Freakuency</span> (<a rel="cc:attributionURL" property="cc:attributionName" href="http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Kellee_Maize/">Kellee Maize</a>) / <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/">CC BY 3.0</a></div>

Not many people think of handjobs in a positive way after college. We move on to blowjobs, to intercourse, to anal, to so many other things. And then we put the handjob on the shelf, reserving it for solo time. Not so fast, we say! After getting some inspiration from another video, we're reclaiming sexy handjobs. The key? LOTS of baby oil and PLENTY of creative hand-y work.rn

We awoke to a snowy weekend day, and like any good snow day, we could only think of one way to spend the day. HINT: It's fucking. It's totally fucking. As an added bonus, Violet demonstrates what to do when your man comes WAY too quickly.

We recently picked up a sex swing. It required a bit of practice. We like practice. We think you'll like our practice too.

Rye got Violet a brand new harness, so we had to break it in immediately. The battery ran out on the camera, so we could only capture the first of many orgasms. But what a good orgasm to capture.

It was our first day off together in a few weeks, which was cause for celebration. So we broke out the rare bourbon, toasted, and got down to business. Cheers! You may have noticed the black marks all over us. We're tired of editing around tattoos, so we did what any reasonable person would and covered them in electrical tape. The freedom we felt in shooting this one was pretty exhilarating, and we think it really shows. Music: <div><span>Enjoyable to Know</span> (<a rel="cc:attributionURL" href="http://freemusicarchive.org/music/C_Scott/">C. Scott</a>) / <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/">CC BY 3.0</a></div>

When it's spring, and raining, and you've got the day off, there are few better ways to spend it than strapping it on and giving it to the man you love. The incredible song is by Cullah and can be found here: <div><span>Cold Kind of Woman Blues</span> (<a rel="cc:attributionURL" href="http://freemusicarchive.org/music/MC_Cullah/">Cullah</a>) / <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/">CC BY-SA 4.0</a></div>

So the new D'Angelo came out, his first record in 15 years. Voodoo, his last record, has been Violet's masturbation soundtrack for the last...15 years. We listened to the new record. Violet got inspired.

Violet felt the urge to do some yoga. I felt the urge to film it. Which led to an even bigger urge to join in.

Say you find yourself with a mostly plan-free Saturday. You're now faced with a number of options about how to spend the morning, especially in NYC. In our case, the morning goes as follows: Lounge around in bed, mostly naked, check social media, snuggle. Eventually, one of you feels motivated enough to get some iced coffee and once coffee is in the picture, anything is possible... By anything, we mean sex stuff. A lot of it, and for a while. Once satisfied, it's time to eat something because we suddenly realize we're STARVING. Music: 1974 Xenia Tornado by Fields of Ohio <div><span>1974 Xenia Tornado</span> (<a rel="cc:attributionURL" href="http://fieldsofohio.bandcamp.com/">Fields of Ohio</a>) / <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/">CC BY-SA 3.0</a></div>