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#🚿: thirst hours
pockcock · 3 years
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mdni. angst. smut. yes lover Jean. wc: 600+
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Friends with benefits were never a concept for Jean, yet he did it for your sake.
"I wanna forget, Jean..." you said when first came to his door, sloppy kisses you shared were all over the place. "Please, help me forget him."
He did.
He fucked you every night, kissed your deepest insecurities, he licked your fears and worries. Jean fucked you so stupid that you forget everything but his name, a hymn he wanted to fall from your lips and your lips only. Your body was his temple and you were his high priestess.
"Jean!" Your screams were now marked in his heart. "Jean!"
He did everything he could to make you feel good... everything he could to make you forget. And he tried his best to make you love him.
And now you were in his strong arms, heaving in the pleasure coming from your stuffed pussy. He pulled himself out of you but didn't leave, his chest to your back, plump lips were on your temples. He tried writing his love into you, what an empty effort... Yet he kissed you again. And again and again... He kissed you until you opened your eyes to look at him again, the eyes he looked at with full love and the eyes looked at him with no specific emotion.
"Hi..." A whisper came out of his smiling lips. "Are you okay?"
You nodded and kissed his lips. "Thank you."
He shrugged, tightened his arms. "Can we stay like this for a while?" He buried his nose into your nape, the scent he adored the most was there, the scent of your most intimate and vulnerable moments with him. Sex, sweat, arousal, spit, a mixture of your died out perfume and his cologne. It was the scent he cherished the most. "I need a moment before start functioning again."
Jokes... Only to suppress his love and tears.
You nodded, carefully shifting in his arms to make yourself even more comfortable. His holds were always comfy, soft and safe, softer than clouds, comfier than Connie's couch and safer than any place on earth.
You stayed there for the entire night, neither of you made a move to get up, to get cleaned, anything. You just stayed there in each other's embrace. Everything and nothing were right. An interesting moment that was... only you could have.
And that night, he decided.
"Secrets I've held in my heart..." he said as the sun rises above the sky, his soft breath was licking your skin. "Are harder to hide than I thought."
"Jean..." Tears started forming in your eyes. Were they there because you loved him or because you didn't, you didn't know. "I-"
"Let me finish," he cut your words like a blade. "Please."
He waited before saying anything again. He didn't want to say 'I love you' like a stupid person, yet he didn't know what to say.
"Maybe I..." He inhaled your scent as if it was giving him the courage he needed. "Maybe I just wanna be yours?"
Salty beads of diamonds left your eyes, dripped onto his arm under your head.
"I just wanna be yours."
Your morning sexes would always be slower and more sensual than your night ones. You'd be too lazy and too sleepy to do anything. Cute waves of laughter and moans would fill his room, they'd turn into heavy breathings and moans until you were done. Jean'd fill your pussy with his cum again, mix it with the remains of him from the previous night...
It was your routine. Two best friends in a room, having sex. One to forget and move on, other to stay sane in his mind.
This morning, you were still lazy and sleepy but other things were different. You were hugging his huge figure, he was guiding your hips to ride him even better. You shared sloppy kisses, screams, moans, groans and growls. Open mouthed kisses became your routine of the next chapter in your life. And you both repeated the same two sentences, over and over again.
"I am yours." "You are mine."
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pockcock · 3 years
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tw// stepcest. dumbification. edging. manipulation.
Stepdad!Zeke trains you like a puppy.
He has you sitting in between his legs in front of a mirror, torturing your poor clit with the bullet vibrator you bought without his permission. You thought you were sneaky and you could get away with it, hiding it inside your pillowcase wasn't a good idea after all. He has instructed you not to cum and touch yourself without asking him first but you disobeyed him. Now he has to punish you because "I can't have a slut under this roof, sweetheart." So, now you're a moaning mess, shaking and trying to squirm away but your pretty stepdad's rough hands are keeping you in place.
"Can't believe you bought this..." he says. He is drawing circles, lifting it up occasionally to spank your dripping pussy. "I've told you, good girls never cum because cumming is for daddies. You think you need to cum but it's just your stupid brain's inability to think straight baby. You don't need it, it's not for you. You must focus on my pleasure. Yours isn't real, baby... You shouldn't cum. So hold it like a good girl okay? Then I may think about giving you my cum."
@maries-gallery
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pockcock · 3 years
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DO NOT SPIT ON YOUR FRESH TATTOO! THIS IS FICTION! DON'T DO IT! IT'LL GET INFECTED!
Tattoo artist!Eren spits on your tattoo after he is done. Smearing his saliva all over your hip, coating the fresh wound. He licks it up, moaning at the bitter taste of your blood mixed with ink and him... Moving to your clothed cunt, he pulls your panties down with his teeth, licking your slit as he goes back up to meet your lips.
"You taste fucking delicious."
Did I mention his tongue piercing?
@maries-gallery longer version will come, I promise.
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pockcock · 3 years
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Boxer!Porco fucking your uterus with such speed after he loses a match. He is angry, frustrated and feral. He growls into your ear holding your hips up in the air, the metallic sound of the cabinets is mixing with his curses with the rhythm of his hips. He doesn't care whether someone hears or sees, he needs your pussy. He needs to lose himself in it, fill it up with his thick seed. So he kisses you, you can taste the blood coming from the slit on his pretty lips.
He doesn't speak. The words aren't enough for him. So he bends you over the benches and fucks you even harder until the whole gym hears your screams.
@st-arlert you know it...
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pockcock · 3 years
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okay but Rapper!Eren fucking your insides out in the club's bathroom before a freestyle battle mumbling his lyrics into your ear, pounding into you with the beat's rhythm. And if you try to moan, scream, try making any noises at all? Yeah, he has his slender fingers down your throat, fucking both of your holes.
"Fucking stupid bitch, stop distracting me!"
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pockcock · 3 years
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vampire!jean speaking in french just for you. so good when he's eating you out and he just mumbles sweet nothings to your pussy. oh, did i mention he loves when you're on your period??
"mon coeur... putain! tu as le goût le plus doux. i can live here forever. seulement toi et moi... and this pretty pussy!"
he eats you out super loud.
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