Hello! I hope Iâm not bothering you. I just feel confused about what I keep missing in episode 63, and Iâm wondering what characterization or moments of detail Iâm missing out on about Orym purposely enabling Delilahâs revival, or letting it happen? I had totally misremembered and thought that Hunger of the Shadow killed Borâdor and so Orym nodding was a âWe need to do thisâ that had multiple interpretations and Consequences. I had always thought it was a really ill-timed âHe needs to dieâ that happened before Laudna used Hunger to kill Borâdor
but after rewatching the whole fight, I realized Hunger of the Shadow only knocked BorâDor unconscious. The failed death saves came from Prismâs punch and Wither and Bloom. And it turned out Orymâs nodding thing came after Hunger of the Shadow and Delilahâs heart started beating again and not before like I had thought, so now idk what it is that Orym did that lead to Delilahâs return? I keep rewatching the fight trying to figure it out but Iâm not seeing it đ Liam on 4sd and Beacon discord said that after Orym clocked that Delilah was probably back he thought that Delilah would be helpful against the Vanguard (this aged well :âD), but Orymâs suspicion that Delilah returned happened as Laudna was killing BorâDor and got â30% scarier,â not before Laudna decision to kill BorâDor or Hunger of the Shadow. Iâm trying just to figure out how he could have âletâ the revival happen before the fact? Because itâs a common topic of discussion among critters but now idk what itâs referencing?
I guess an argument could be made that nobody stopped Laudna before she did hunger of the shadow, but again I donât think anybody was thinking of Delilah? My personal interpretation was that on Laudnaâs turn in initiative, the party simply saw Laudna attacking Borâdor and didnât discourage it because guy had just betrayed them and dealt 10d4 acid damage to everyoneâ and not because they saw any strategic benefit in Laudna attacking. When the purple eyes in the Form of Dread appeared, I had just thought that was a manifestation of Laudnaâs hurt at being betrayed again and tying it to Delilah (but thatâs just my interpretation). Taliesin definitely clocked that eye color, look at his face đ But I canât see how the characters knew beforehand that Laudna was specifically intending to make a move that would revive Delilah? And that this was a move that was strategic to enable? And Orym didnât even suspect Delilah until BorâDorâs death with wither and bloom.
Are the purple eyes why critters keep bringing up Orym? But then that has nothing to do with the Nod that is moreso getting brought up. And wouldnât Ashton get equal mention before Ep95 aired because they both didnât stop Laudna on her turn?
The timeline beats Iâm getting are that itâs Laudnaâs turn in initiative after she counterspells Borâdorâs attempted polymorph. On her turn, she does Form of Dread wit the purple eyes then casts Hunger of the Shadow, dealing damage and knocking BorâDor unconscious. Then she feels Delilah reawaken within her through the heart beat.
Itâs now Prismâs turn and she punches BorâDor, autocritting and taking off 2 death saves.
Laudnaâs form has been darkening and at this point, the mourning veil appears over Laudna. Liam notes that Orym has been watching, silent. Ashton also sees all of this and drops their rage. When itâs Laudnaâs choice whether to end Borâdor, Orym nods. Laudna is barely present and is cycling through her own trauma and memories at the moment, then she makes her decision and uses Wither and Bloom to kill BorâDor. Familiar purple flame and green light that Ashton and Orym recognize manifests as flowers bloom and BorâDor form cracks and withers.
So Delilah had already been revived before Prism punched Borâdor and Laudna dealt the last death save, so I guess I just feel confused about what is Orymâs connection to Laudna bringing back Delilah?
The nod was endorsement to kill BorâDor. At that point thatâs what the conversation was about, whether or not Laudna was gonna kill him. Delilah had already been revived
Like yeah Orym saw some potential advantage with Delilah once he realized what had happened, but he didnât seem to cause any of it? But itâs a point constantly brought up, so Iâm feeling confused about how it happened.
Sorry this got long. I tend to ramble
hi anon, thank you for being respectful and curious in this message, instead of coming at my throat. i appreciate it more than you know! i will do my best to explain this perspective
in the time between laudna's resurrection and bor'dor's death, the presence of delilah was questionable at best. they had "sundered" her in laudna's mind palace whitestone, pike seemed to think delilah was no longer present, and delilah was completely quiet for that stretch of time. i think a lot of people were waiting for the other shoe to drop, but there was also the idea that maybe she really was gone, or at least significantly weakened.
chronologically, here's what happened during that fight. bor'dor reveals his true alliances and turns on the party. per liam's statements in 4SDx14, orym decides that bor'dor cannot be allowed to live, because of the danger that any ruby vanguard member poses to the general public and other innocent lives. laudna says this:
she casts hunger of the shadow. prism does a bit more damage. then, as bor'dor falls:
the "faint shimmer of a mourning veil" explicitly mirrors the pre-resurrection form of dread and definitively reflects delilah, suggesting that delilah's influence is visibly returning. then, liam says this:
("you just see this" is where he nods.) per liam's statements in 4SDx14, orym realizes that laudna has opened the door again for delilah to reemerge, but he also thinks, "yeah, we're gonna need that." (liam's words, not mine.)
laudna casts wither and bloom for the hdywtdt, with the following description:
please draw your attention to the statement that the world has broken her and that she was trying to keep this dormant until she couldn't anymore. she is barely there, she has lost herself. more on this later.
with this information, it's inaccurate to say that orym caused delilah to come back. she already came back, as we can see with the chronology above. i will admit that i didn't realize the nod came after the veil, and i think that's an important thing to clarify. i will also say that most of us never fucking said that he caused delilah to come back in the first place, but i digress
this is a total sidebar but i think there's also an important distinction to make between orym deciding bor'dor needs to die because he poses a danger to the civilians around him (again, per liam's statements in 4SDx14), vs. laudna deciding bor'dor needs to die because he betrayed her. one is calculated and intentional with an understanding of the big picture and its consequences. the other is deeply personal and impulsive and blind to the consequences. this could be a separate post but suffice to say i think that when you're approving of your friend killing someone, it matters why they are killing them, and it matters if their "why" is different from your "why" because it will affect them differently than it would've affected you after committing the act. because of this, it could be argued that letting laudna kill bor'dor negatively affected her psyche more than if the roles were switched and laudna let orym do it, because orym could see the bigger picture and laudna was simply coming from a place of pain. it was a huge character moment from orym, i think it's fascinating, and i don't think it was wrong from a storytelling perspective even if it could be argued either way from a morality perspective. so i'll just leave that there.
anyway, the reason this is all relevant, is because it is a reflection of what orym says in ep 95, which is "you're right. why do i need the help of some dark force?" intended to suggest that she shouldn't cast judgment upon him for using a dark weapon when she uses the dark magic given to her by delilah.
what many people have tried to bring up about this statement is the issue of choice and agency. orym picked up otohan's blade and decided it would be meaningful to him, and also empowering from a mechanical standpoint, to wield it. which is fine, for his character story! laudna might not like it, and fearne might not like it, but it's something he did, and it's interesting! but the sticking point is that such a level of intention and purpose is simply not present in laudna's story. it could be argued endlessly how much of every laudna decision is actually laudna vs. how much of it is delilah, but regardless of what you think, it is plainly true that, in the high stakes and game-changing choices, at least some part of it is always delilah.
and per marisha's description above, laudna was trying to keep that dormant within her for a long time. it wasn't until bor'dor that it was unleashed in full. and in that moment, delilah's process of overtaking laudna completely was kickstarted. that isn't to say that delilah would've never come back if bor'dor didn't die the way he did, but it is to say that it happened earlier than it otherwise would have, and it's been a slippery slope of dwindling agency and psychological power-hungry manipulation ever since then.
the point of the argument is that it doesn't feel fair when laudna says "how dare you use that dark blade," for orym to throw it back at her and say "the same way you dare to use delilah." because orym wanted to use the blade for its power no matter the cost, and orym thinks delilah is useful for those same reasons, so for him perhaps they can be equated. but when delilah came back in ep 63, laudna didn't want her to. it broke her and it happened in a moment of terrible pain and anguish after weeks of trying to keep her at bay, and she hasn't been able to stop it ever since. and she's been getting mixed messages from orym and everyone else the entire time about whether she would be more useful if she just gave in entirely. but nobody seems to like what she turns into when she gives in even a little bit. nobody seems to understand that they are gravely underestimating how corrupt and dangerous laudna will get if they let this go unchecked for the sake of gathering more power to take down ludinus.
at the end of the day we're just people who think laudna is an interesting character with a vastly complicated psyche that dictates why she made a choice like this, and we were pointing out something that orym said that felt unfair to those nuances. in response, people have been painting us out to be demonic and illiterate misogynists who are stealing away laudna's agency and blaming her entire warlock pact on orym who's just doing what's right. forget being unfair to laudna, that's unfair to the equally interesting arc that liam is creating with orym, of an ambiguously levelheaded, hypervigilant, war- and grief-driven soldier. we should all know by now that liam is not interested in making infallible characters, but you wouldn't know it based on the amount of backlash being thrown at us for pointing out that hey, maybe that one thing orym said was flawed.
anon, if you've made it this far, please continue to be kind and ask questions of others to understand their perspectives. i appreciate you.
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LOVE STORY, M. VERSTAPPEN.
PAIRING. max verstappen x female reader.
SUMMARY â Going out on dates with Max means taking a lot of pictures to share them on Instagram. Max has never complained, in fact, he's more than happy to show the world just how much he enjoys every single one of those dates.
GWEN'S RADIO MESSAGE. requested by @amoosarte "reader and max go out a ton dates during winter break, with max posing awkwardly while reader is taking picture every second if they go on a date, so max switched it around and take a bunch of photos of her and it's just so adorable and he's so whipped?" i had so much fun looking for max and his gf's pictures because he's literally the đ§ââïžemoji in every single one of their pics. so sorry it took me so long to answer this, i hope you like it!
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can i pleaseee request a dark!ghostface!ethan landry x reader where the reader doesnât know ethan is ghostface and she looses him at a party so she stumbles around tipsy trying to find him calling out his name when suddenly someone dressed as ghost face approaches and starts walking beside her making very sketchy and personal questions (its ethan but obviously reader doesnât know đ) ultimately leading to a chase and she gets home thinking shes safe and suddenly he ambushes reader and âspice occursâ (idk) and then shes like âno! i need ethan!â and he gets âŠturned on⊠and asks about himself iykwim . pls base it off of that đ
holy shit i love this ⊠ethanâs gonna feel so fucking smug about reader needing him heh
tell me more â ethan landry + reader ( scream ) : being attacked by ghostface leads to strange questions about ethan. ethan being behind the mask grows more and more turned on the more you say.
contents : just filthy, slight dub con, unprotected sex. wc 2.9k
You down another red solo cup. But as no more liquid falls down your throat, your brows begin to furrow. You pull the cup away to see no more alcohol sloshing inside.
âEthan,â you turn. âCan you get me anotherââ
You stop, not seeing the curly haired boy behind you. You spin. Or beside you. âEthan?â You call, your tone tipsy, over the rowdy students, all enjoying the party.
You step, but sway as you grab the wall. A giggle escapes you as you nearly knock shoulders with a passing couple. âSorry.â
You go back to looking for Ethan, who had been by your side the entire party up till now. âEthan?â You drag out the syllables as you squint your eyes. âWhere are you?â You mutter under your breath.
âY/n?â
You spin, seeing Chad. âChad!â You exclaim. âHave you seen Ethan?â
Chad chuckles at your slightly slurring words. You put your hands on your hips, as you wait for his response.
Chad shakes his head. âLast I saw, he was with you.â
You sigh, turning back to stare through the house party.
âYou alright?â Chad asks. You nod in response.
âIâm fine, you goâŠgo back toâŠwhatever you were doing.â You walk away, gazing around.
âEthanâoh.â You bump into someone, and as you glance up to apologise you pause, seeing the white face of Ghostface.
You narrow your eyes, stepping back, swaying a fraction. âExcuse me.â You say, walking past them.
As you try to continue your search, you feel a presence beside you. Glancing to your left, you see Ghostface, black cloak and all, walking alongside you. âWhatâ who are you? You know, its not a great costume.â You continue slowly walking through the crowd.
âIs it not?â The baritone voice of Ghostface asks.
âHey!â You slightly slur. âWhere did you find one of those modulators? Iâve been trying to find one.â You pause. âTo try it out, not becauseâŠI uh, kill people. I donât kill people.â
Your blurting out anything on your mind, and Ghostface just tilts he head as he observe you.
âYou know, you could have been more original. Everyone dresses upâŠas Ghostface.â You say, slightly poking his chest.
âAnd how do you know Iâm dressing up?â
You pause. âWellâŠâ you blink, trying to screw your head on straighter.
âHow do you know Iâm not the real Ghostface.â He whispers, the low voice sending shivers down your spine.
âUhâŠyour at a house party?â As if that would prove your point.
âYou donât think Ghostface goes to house parties?â
âI mean not to party,â you say, slightly growing wearier. ââŠobviously.â
âIs that what you doâparty?â Ghostface asks.
âOf course!â You say, stumbling a bit. âI always go to parties. Usually withâoh!â You exclaim, glancing around.
âHave you seen a boy with curly brown hair, and a cute smile?â You ask Ghostface.
âWhatâs his name?â
âEthan.â You nod, squinting your gaze on the crowd again. âHe disappeared.â
âA cute smile?â Ghostface inquires.
âYes.â You wave your hand dismissively. âNow get looking.â
You walk farther into the hallway, where it appears quieter and darker, away from the fluorescent lights. âEthan?â
Then you feel a breath by your ear. âYou seem desperate.â
You spin, seeing Ghostface. âDonât do that, your making me think your actually a creepy killer.â You whisper. Alcohol still buzzed in your system, but you could feel it begin to ebb away as you stared at the silent, eerie figure.
âMr. Ghostface?â You ask, since they hadnât answered you. âOr Mrs.â
You then see something glint against the hanging hallway light. Something metal, in Ghostfaces grip.
âWhatââ you cut yourself off, staring at it. The threat suddenly clicks in your brain, as you whip your gaze back up to Ghostfaceâs mask. He begins to step closer, and you stumble slightly back.
You look around and realise how alone you are. Ghostface is blocking the way back to the party. You glance behind you and see the front door. Without thinking, you run to it, turning the handle and rushing outside.
This house was thankfully not a far walk from your apartment. And as you glance back to see Ghostface following you, you hurry your steps.
Your growing soberer by the second, as the cold air hits your face, and the looming danger of getting stabbed makes your pulse quicken. You can hear steps pick up behind you, making you hurry yours in turn.
Youâre soon nearing your apartment, and wondering why Ghostface hasnât caught you yet, you werenât that much of a fast runner. Was it genuinely some joke?
You spare a glance behind you to see no one. You donât slow though. Carrying up to your door, whipping it open and locking it.
You breathe heavy as you back up into your apartment, switching the lights on. âFuck, that better have been a joke.â You mutter, feeling almost stupid for freaking out.
âIâm afraid it wasnât.â The low voice makes you spin. There stands Ghostface in your kitchen, the signature tilt to his head.
You should have grabbed a knife. You rush farther into your apartment as you try to reach for a room, but Ghostface is quick to intercept, grabbing you and yanking you towards him.
You scream, trying to get out of his grip. âShh.â He whispers against your ear, as your back presses against his front.
âNo, get the fuck off me!â You exclaim harshly.
âDid you end up finding your friend?â
âYou know that I didnât.â You hiss back, as you continue to struggle.
Ghostface chuckles, right by your ear. His grip wraps around you, one of his hands on your stomach, as he stands flush against you.
You gulp. Ethan, god, you hope he was okay. âYou didnâtââ
âDidnât what?â
âHurt my friend.â
Behind the mask Ethanâs grin is growing. He had wanted a little fun, and seeing you scared and running gave him a rush, one that went straight to his dick. You seemed so concerned for you âfriendâ. Your cute little question on if he hurtâŠwellâŠhimself, made this all the more enjoyable.
âYou seem, so concerned.â He probes. The feeling of you against him, has his voice dropping, even deeper than the modulator originally is, as his sentence husks out.
âOf course Iâm concerned.â You say, trying to keep your fear from being prominent in your voice. âI wouldnât want him hurt, or worse killed.â
Ethanâs gloved hand spreads wider across your stomach, keeping you from running away. He rests his chin on your shoulder, making you stiffen. âEthan, right?â
You gulp. âYes. Please donât hurt my friends, donât hurt him.â
Ethan is growing more turned on, by your tone of worry. You cared so much for him, and Ethan could tell. Fuck, he liked you like this. He wanted to know more.
âYou care about him, donât you?â
âYes.â You say, very aware of the knife still in his grasp.
âHow much?â Ethan hisses.
âA-a lot.â
âOh? Why do you care about himâa lot?â
âHeâs always been a good friend.â You say, your breathing mismatched.
âIs that all?â
âNo. Heâs also quite cute.â Your spewing answers in hopes that Ghostface wonât kill you. But you know how foolish that notion is.
âIs he? Whatâs cute about him?â Ethan asks, licking his lips.
âHis uh, face.â
âThatâs a bit generic.â
âAlso his hands, I like his hands.â In response Ethan, drags his hand lower down your stomach making you slightly arch into him. Your wearing a pretty little skirt, that him as Ethan couldnât look at for too long. But him as Ghostface could do whatever he wants.
âWhy?â God, Ethan was getting hard. Being this close to you, and hearing your praising words is sending heat through him.
âUm, their big andâŠI like how they feel.â
Fuck, Ethan is breathing hard. He pulls you closer to him, making you gasp. âWhat else?â
âH-he um.â You gulp. âHis hair. I like his hair. I always want to run my fingers through it.â
âWhy donât you?â
âBecause that would be weird.â You two were friends, you felt it would cross that line. Though as you begin think about all these things about him, your starting to feel butterflies slowly swarm your stomach. Did you âlike likeâ Ethan?
âI donât think so. Itâs a friendly thing to do.â
You hold back a scoff. âIâm not taking any sort of advice from you.â
GhostfaceâEthanâchuckles. âBut Iâm being honest. Iâm sure heâd love if you ran your pretty fingers through his hair. Maybe he might slide his hand to rest on your thigh.â Ethan slowly brings his hand further down your body, to stop on your thigh, your skirt slightly scrunching up.
You shudder at the shift. Fear and adrenaline coursing through you. âNo. He wouldnât do that.â
âYou sound so sure.â Wouldnât do that?âEthan thinks to himself. No. Heâd do a lot more. He has the urge to track back up your thigh, this time under your skirt. But he wants to drag this out a little longer.
âLetâs say he did do that. How would you react?â
âWhy are you asking me thisââ
His grip hardens on your thigh making you shut up.
You gulp. âI would probably move closer. To reach his hair better.â
âAnd how would you feel?â
âI would feelâŠhot.â
âWhere?â
âWhat?â Your mind is running wild as thoughts of Ethan swarm your brain.
âWhere would you feel hot?â Fuck, Ethan was growing agitated. He could feel his cock throb. The pressure of his pants made sure you didnât feel him through the long cloak.
âUm.â Your voice shakes a fraction. âIn myâŠstomach.â
âHere?â Ethan wanders back to your stomach and taps his fingers against the material if your top.
âY-yes.â
âAre you sure?â Ethanâs gloved hand goes lower, making your breath hitch. âNot here?â Itâs a ghost of a touch. But you feel it, his finger brushing across your clothed pussy. You shudder against him. You were hot. Exactly where he said.
âDo you know how Ethan would feel?â GhostfaceâEthanâasks.
âNo.â
âHe would feel desperate.â Ethanâs voice comes off breathy through the modulator. âSo, desperate.â
You shudder at the thought, even more so as Ghostface brings his hand under your shirt, still staying by your stomach.
âDo you like Ethan?â Ethan could tell you felt something for him, but if you were in denial than you wouldnât make a move. But now with this information he doesnât mind stepping up. Cause he really did want to feel your hands running through his hair.
âIââ you breath.
âYes?â Ethan eagerly asks.
âAâŠlittle bit. Yeah. Yeah, I kind of do.â
Ethan grins behind the mask, as his grip tightens around you. You fit against him so nicely.
âWell, what a lucky guy.â He almost chuckles to himself.
âAre you going to stab me?â You finally ask. What was with all this talking? You should be dead.
âDo you think I will?â
You donât hesitate. âYes.â
âBut I want to hear more about your crush.â
âWhy?â
âDoes it matter?â
ââŠyes.â
Ethan holds back a groan of slight annoyance. âI want to know what youâd let him to do you.â
You blanch. âW-what?â
âI want to know where youâd let him touch you.â
Your suffocating on air. âWould you let him touch here?â He brushes away your hair with his knife to reach your neck, making you shiver. âWould you?â
âIâdâŠlike that.â
Ethan holds back a moan at you letting himâwanting him to touch you.
âWhere else?â Ethan continues. âHere?â He grazes down your chest, just above your breasts.
âP-probably.â
âMmm.â Ethan lowly hums as his gloved hand travels down the top covered valley between your breasts, skirting over your bra.
Your immobile, because thereâs a tension growing between your legs, that is making you concerned for your mental health. Ghostface was touching youâalmost touching you and you were feeling hot.
Ethan glides his hand all the way until he reached the edge of your skirt, pausing. You gulp, holding down a whine as you press your thighs together. What the hell was wrong with you?
âWould you let him touch here?â He harshly breathes out, as grabs your pussy, making you jolt. Heâs touching your panties, hand under your skirt, as he begins to rub. âYeah? Youâd want him to touch you here?â
Your breathing is choppy as he continues to rub up and down, going harder over your clit, making you shudder.
Ethan then wraps his other arm across your chest, bringing you impossibly closer, as he listens to you trying to hide your whimpers. Fuck, you sounded so pretty. Slowly falling apart in his arms.
He was rock hard, and growing desperate. Feeling your pussy over your panties was quickly not enough, as he slips past them, his gloved fingers reaching your wetness. Ethan grins. You were soaked. All for him and his game.
âAre you wet for Ethan or me?â Ethan holds back chuckling at the fact that thereâs not a wrong answer.
âE-Ethan.â
But he certainly liked that answer a little better. âYou just want to feel his big hands fingering you, donât you?â
âOhâ fuck.â You choke as he pushes a single finger inside you.
Ethan keeps his other arm across you, his knife loosely in his grip. He keeps wanting to pull you closer, so that your ass completely pressed against his throbbing cock. He had to feel more of you.
He adds another finger as a whimper escapes your lips, making Ethan smile. âThatâs right.â He whisper-hisses. âI bet youâve dreamt of him.â
âUh huh.â You manage as he thrusts his fingers repeatedly into you.
âYour so cute having little dreams about Ethan. Iâm sure you touched yourself. Having woken up horny,and needy.â
âS-shit.â You stutter as his fingers pick up pace, thrusting in and out, in and out. The glove material inside you feels foreign but oh so, good.
âYou need him, donât you.â Ghostface says to your ear. âDonât you?â Ethan has grown incredibly desperate, as the thought of you wanting himâneeding him feels like an orgasm in itself.
âI do.â Your head falls slightly back as pleasure rocks through you. âEthanâŠâ You moan out.
Ethan finally cracks, pushing you against the wall, as he discarded his knife. He presses himself into you as he finally feels his clothed dick press against your sensitive pussy. You jolt as you feel him, his hands wandering your body, cupping your breasts under you shirt.
âHoly shit.â Ethan breathes as his mask grows hot. He wanted to kiss you. Is it worth taking off the mask?
In response to his silent question to himself, he pulls his mask off, tossing it aside as he stays pressed to you.
You watch as Ethanâs signature curls come into view. Your mouth hangs open in shock. Both at him as Ghostface and at what you had revealed. You had said so much about him, about how wet you were for him.
Your eyes are blown wide and Ethan canât hold back anymore, smashing his lips against yours. You gasp through the kiss as Ethan plays with your tongue, lapping at your mouth as he moans.
âEthanâŠâ you manage to say as he unclips your bra, yanking it away. âI didnât know it was you.â Heâs kissing your neck, biting at the sensitive skin, as he begins to grind into you.
He licks your neck making a shiver run down your spine. âI didnât know you thought of me like that.â Ethan kisses you again, as your head hits back against the wall. He licks your top lip. âYou should have told me.â
âI didnâtâ I wasnât sureâŠifââ
âI felt the same?â Ethan guesses as he brings his hand around your thigh, pulling your leg up to wrap around him. He rips your panties clean off as you gasp. Your skirt is bunched up by your hips. âWell, now you know I really fucking do.â
Ethan reaches for his belt with his other hand, under his cloak. Pushing the dark material aside he brings out his cock, extremely hard and ready.
He pushes the tip into you as your fingers reach for his hair.
âI told you.â Ethan breathes against your open mouth. He pushes further into you as you choke a moan. âIâd love it if your fingers were through my hair. And look,â Ethan pauses to grip your thigh tighter, pulling you closer, as he sinks completely into you. âMy hand is on your thigh.â
He thrusts into you, his mouth beginning to open over your own, you both panting as your bodies clash.
âOhâf-fuck. You feel soâŠâ he canât even finish his sentence as he continues to thrust, his dick filling you up, as you grow more and more dazed.
âYou looked so fucking cute wandering around looking for me.â Ethan says between thrusts. âSo. Fucking. Cute.â He moans before kissing you. Both your tongues meet each other sloppily, as the thrusting becomes the same.
Pleasure is through your entire body, as ethan grabs at your waist, fingers digging into your skin. You felt and smelt so nice. âChrist, y/n.â
He bites your jaw as your highs draw close. âYour always gonna need me.â He now grabs your jaw between his fingers. âYou hear me? You wonât need anyone else.â He kisses you hard, before whispering against your lips. âNobody else. Only me.â
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