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atsumulogy · 2 years

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WHO’S DADDY? PRANK WITH YOUR DAUGHTER. FEAT. DAD!ATSUMU

synopsis: dad!atsumu and uncle!osamu play a little harmless prank on yours and atsumu’s daughter, aki, what could go wrong? right?

featuring: dad!miya atsumu x AFAB! reader. miya osamu, hinata shoyo, sakusa kiyoomi, & bokuto koutaro.

cw: kids, mentions of pregnancy and labor, kids crying? um … yeah that’s all i think. LOL and maybe grammar errors

naia’s footnote: dad!atsumu fluff to make up for my last atsumu angst <3 this is an edited version of the one i posted in my old blog.

Soft coo’s and aww’s filled the room, as cute baby twins were laying in the crib together, looking at the people that surrounded them in curiosity as the two of them tilted their little heads in unison, consequently eliciting another batch of coo’s and aww’s from the people in the room.

“Aren't they just the cutest?” Atsumu gushed over the children that you two created, and you swore you heard him giggle like a school girl in love.

He’s beaming, pride blooming from his chest seeing the small features they inherited from him and, most importantly, you. You, who struggled every day during pregnancy with your morning sickness. You, who had to endure the pain of labor just so you could give him the privilege of loving two more new people for the rest of his life.

Osamu nods in agreement as he caresses his nephew's cheek with his knuckles, smiling at how he reminds him so much of his brother.

“Atsumu-san, what if you two do that thing where you and Osamu-san confuse one of the twins on who’s their dad?” Hinata excitedly suggested, jumping a little in his place while he looks at the twins, recalling a video on YouTube that went viral.

“Don’t plant any ideas in his head, Hinata.” Sakusa starts telling Hinata off before getting caught off guard by Bokuto backing up Hinata’s suggestion.

“Noo do it! I saw a video like that once on Twitter and it was so adorable and funny. C’mon, what’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“Mm, I mean, Bokkun’s right — what’s the worst thing that could happen, right?” Both Atsumu and Osamu agreed — but mostly Atsumu, curious about what would happen. While Osamu on the other hand, was dragged into the scheme.

“Come to Daddy, baby.” Osamu tries to mimic his brother’s voice, making you and the others snicker, while Atsumu scoffs in offense before rolling his eyes at his brother.

Aki, being the daddy’s girl that she is, did not hesitate to raise her arms out to Osamu after hearing what seemed to be her “daddy’s” voice, making Atsumu, once again, dramatically scoff and huff in slight offense and disbelief at his daughter’s betrayal.

“Daddy?” She tilted her head at Osamu. She looked at him with doe eyes as she furrowed her eyebrows, curious about her “daddy’s” new hair color. Lowkey making Atsumu jealous because he wasn’t the one that she was calling daddy.

“Noo baby, Aki, come here, I’m daddy.” She turned her head towards Atsumu, confused at how there were two daddies now.

Looking at Osamu again, and at Atsumu who had his arms out for her to reach for, was far too overwhelming for her and her little head to fully comprehend why there were two daddies at the same time.

And before you all know it, your baby girl was crying — fat tears running down her chubby cheeks as her lips wobbled in distress.

(And alas, curiosity killed the cat.)

“I told you,” Sakusa mutters.

“Oh shit,” Atsumu curses as Osamu cringes at the baby in his arms that was now crying with her snot and tears all over him. Both of them feeling awful that they made Aki cry, remorse setting in.

Aito, Aki’s little brother, heard his sister’s wails. And as if sensing that she was in distress, started crying too, as he empathized with whatever his sister was crying about.

“Aww, sweetheart,” you coo’d, taking him from the crib as you cradled him in your arms, rocking him back and forth, trying to ease his cries. Which, fortunately, worked as his cries died down soon after.

“I want my daddy.” Aki demanded in tears, and Atsumu was fast to grant his little girl her wish, hastily taking her from Osamu’s hold. His dad's instincts flipped a switch inside him that he didn’t know he even had.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, Daddy’s here now. Were you scared? Hm?” He slightly rocks her, whispering more apologies as he starts drying her salty tears with his free hand.

“Daddy is sorry, I’m here baby.” He assures her, making her nod her head and follow his soothing voice as she automatically wraps her little arms around his neck.

“Wow, I've never seen Atsumu-san look so distraught before, let alone this soft and gentle.” Hinata comments after he and Bokuto both apologized to you for bringing the idea up.

“I admit, Miya’s a lot more tolerable — I guess — when he's with his kids.” Sakusa hummed in agreement with Hinata, looking at Atsumu with a now merry Aki in his arms while they both beamed at each other.

As you looked at the baby boy in your arms, sleeping peacefully, and at the sight before you, you smiled. Despite the little mishap that happened just a minute ago, you were happy. You were in a state of content and tranquillity — secretly, you concluded to yourself that you wouldn’t trade these moments for anything in this world.

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97keanu · 6 months

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˚₊‧꒰ა 𖤐Hellsent𖤐 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Dave Lizewski x Succubi!Reader

Premise: Dave, Todd, and Marty have been laughing about doing a demonic ritual for Halloween. They text back and forth via Skype about how silly it is that there's so many fake rituals online. Todd gets the bright idea of looking into the deep web for some really funny ones, and ends up sending Dave a link for a ritual to 'try'. Thinking it's just bullshit, Dave goes ahead and performs the ritual, but it may turn out to be more real than he thought...

Tags/CW: all characters are 18+, succubi!reader, demonic!reader, nerdy!Dave, blood, demonic rituals, smut, demonic sex, switch!reader, Dom leaning!Reader, sub!Dave, virgin!Dave, p in v, doggy, surprising dom!Dave, chubby!reader, thick!reader, slutty!reader, c*mslut!reader, oral (Dave receiving), oral (reader receiving), raw.

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Just like any Friday night, Dave was at home. He is set up at his computer, complete with snacks and the biggest bottle of Mountain Dew he could find at the convenience store. His room is dark, save for the blue light of the screen being his beacon in the dark October night. His glasses glint with the screens reflection as he watches memes on youtube because there's nothing better to do. He checks his Skype after hearing that familiar ping! and takes a big swig of his drink.

Todd and Marty are currently laughing over finding out that some parts of the internet think you can actually summon a demon. Dave watches as they type back and forth quizzically before responding himself.

[Dave]: People really think that shit works?

[Marty]: Guess so...and I thought we did some pathetic shit on the internet.

[Todd]: Right, I mean the one I'm looking at now says: "How to summon a Succubus."

[Todd]: These nerds are so lonely they think they can magically conjure up a woman to fuck them, it's actually kind of sad at that point...

[Marty] Damn, maybe that's what Dave needs so he can finally get some pussy for once

[Dave] As if you aren't already looking into how to do it, Marty. I just know from how much you play WoW that you have some sick monster girl fantasies.

[Todd] Actually, I'm with Marty on this one, you should try the ritual and get back to us. I think you'd be less of a dickhead if you finally got some.

Dave stares at the screen in discontent. He hates when his friends make fun of him for being a virgin, which makes no sense to Dave because they're not getting any either. Todd claims that the reason it's different is because at least Todd tries to give an air of not being a virgin, and Marty got to 2nd base in freshmen year with one of the chess team girls. Dave however, according to Todd and Marty, is a quintessential virgin.

So, when Todd sends a sketchy link that Dave is almost certain will end up being a screamer or malware, he decides to click it anyways, on the off chance it actually is a way to get a demon babe to fuck you.

To Dave's surprise, it isn't a fake out. It's a forum, from what part of the web, Dave is unsure. He hasn't seen a site like this before, and from a quick glance, the people talking in it are serious. He reads as users of the forum detail a ritual, and how each of them have modified it until supposedly it worked. Dave still feels pretty skeptical about it, but it seems like everyone in this forum really believes this, and that alone is enough that Dave feels a slight chill.

Dave hears another ping! and when he clicks back to Skype, Todd and Marty are once again, egging him on about it. He tries to ignore it, not sending anything back as he begins writing down what the forum suggests. Dave hears the familiar sound of an incoming call, and reluctantly answers it. Dave watches as the screen-glowed faces of Todd and Marty join his.

"So, are you going to do it?" Marty says with a snort.

"Yeah, c'mon Dave, we wanna watch and see if it's real!" Todd looks very enthusiastic about all of this, but of course, he's safe from any harm behind the screen.

"Fine, I'll do your stupid ritual and show you how dumb it is." Dave grumbles, finally giving in to the idea fully.

Todd and Marty are pumped, and Dave let's them know he has to go gather some things from the list. He mutes and turns off his camera before trekking out of his room for the first time that night to look for what the ritual calls for, or the best things he can find.

Dave scoures the house and ends up finding most of what he needs. He steals five candles from his Dad, who is surprisingly into collecting Bath and Body Works scents. He gathers cinnamon and basil from the kitchen cabinet, and is surprised to see there is actually a bundle of lavender on the wall for decoration. He finishes his hunt by grabbing a piece of white chalk from leftover summer days when he was younger, and a needle from his mom's old sewing kit.

Dave races back up to his attic room, ready to get this over with, and tries to ignore the butterflies in his stomach. A part of him worries if it will work. A deeper part of him wonder if it was even remotely possible that he could actually get laid tonight, demonic or otherwise.

"Alright, I got what it says..." Dave turns on the mic and camera and tells his friends. They seem interested, and urge him to continue. Dave sets the webcam up so they can see more of his room, particularly the bed and the wooden floor before it.

He gets started, making a pentagram and tracing the runes that the website said to put. It doesn't take long before he has what looks like a legit summoning circle, to his surprise. He continues as Todd and Marty watch carefully, and Dave notices that they aren't joking as much as before the more he continues. He wonders how much they think this will really work, or if this is an elaborate prank to make him do all this work in a desperate attempt to have sex. He hopes neither of them are screen recording the most.

Dave lights each candle, placing them on a pentagram point, then sprinkling a bit of each herb to each candle. He looks back to the paper he has the instructions on and confirms that the next part he will have to draw blood.

"I guess it calls for blood now, guys..." Dave says, uneasily, glancing back to the screen for validation.

"I thought you said after the accident you couldn't feel much pain?" Todd asks, and Marty nods along.

"We've come this close, better just finish it up and see if it really works..." Marty quietly adds, shifting in his seat.

"I don't know what you mean by 'we'..." Dave grumbles, but grabs the sewing needle.

They were right, it won't hurt that much to prick his finger for Dave. Somehow, despite knowing the pain wasn't really an issue, Dave's heart began to pick up. The wind outside his window seemed to disappear as he carefully begun poking his finger, the blood swelling up and slipping down it. Todd and Marty were completely silent as they watched Dave add a drop to each point, Dave speaking the Latin he had wrote down for the ritual. As he neared the last line and last point, he felt something in the room shift. The energy made the hair on his neck stand up, and the candles flickered despite the lack of airflow. Dave hesitated as he began to finish the ritual, his stomach fluttering with nerves.

There was only one way to see if any of that was real or not, though. And Dave wasn't about to chicken out in front of his friends, he hated facing embarrassment like that from them because it would last for months. Besides, it was unlikely anything would happen and he could go back and goad Todd for thinking it would work. Dave smiled for a second thinking of how he could get back at him, then found the confidence to continue.

He spoke the last line, his drop of blood falling onto the last sigil. Dave watched as it sat there, and for a few moments, nothing moved.

"I told you, Todd! Nothing was going to happen-" Dave yelled back at the screen with a smirk, then paused.

He saw the sigil soak up the blood, moving the liquid by an unknown force. A faint glow of red began to take hold of the shape. Todd and Marty could barely tell through their cameras, but watched in anticipation, wondering why their friend stopped gloating. Dave stepped out of the circle, almost tripping into his bed. As he exited the circle, the wind picked up, blowing harshly into his room. He heard Todd and Marty begin chattering, asking what was happening, as one of the candles fell over, sparking a ring of fire around the pentagram.

Dave tried to move, tried to do anything, knowing he should put out the flame, but he was speechless as he watched the ring bend shape into that of a heart. Dave blinked, trying to will the images before him away, unable to process what was happening. As he was almost able to regain the ability to move, your portal opened up.

You had been watching hungrily as the young man completed your ritual, smelling the virginity on him from your realm, and wanting a taste of his sweet essence. You floated out of the portal, your tiny, pink bat-like wings fluttering. You watched as Dave's eyes grew ever larger at the sight of you. You who was practically naked, a string of bikini covering only the most sacred of bits. Your pink skin glowed in the dim light of his computer, and the horns on your head gleamed. You could hear the sounds of boys fawning over you from the computer, and glanced over with a sharpness in your Amaranth colored eyes.

"You brought me here to an audience, I see..." Your voice, dripping with honey-like sweetness, yet your demonic undertones rumbled through out.

Dave could barely speak. He looked up at you to where he had fallen into the end of his bed with fear and, to his dismay, a hardening cock clearly beginning to struggle against his jeans. He could barely believe any of it.

Maybe he had fallen when the fire broke out and hit his head, or perhaps the fumes from the smoke were making him see things, but no. You really were in his bedroom, a burning heart breaking way to the hottest creature he had ever laid eyes on.

His eyes trailed your curves, enjoying the plumpness and the way the straps of your bikini could barely hold how thick you were. He thought he might just cum in his pants right then as you turned, your ass so juicy and cute, your tail flicking with mischief. He watched as you stepped out of the circle, walking over to the computer. As you got closer, bending over and giving Dave a wonderful view, the computer began to glitch.

"It seems my magic prevents me from using such a contraption..." You whisper to yourself, and Dave opens his mouth to speak, but cannot find the words. "No matter. If you wish for these humans to watch as I take you, then so be it."

The thought of Todd and Marty watching him lose his virginity made his stomach turn, and Dave finally was able to jump to his feet, rushing towards the computer as you left it to float over to the bed. He could hear Todd and Marty trying to dissuade him from turning off the webcam, obviously eager to see what comes next even if it is their closest friend.

"Wait, Dave!" They said almost in unison as Dave began shutting it down.

"Sorry guys! Busy! Bye!" Dave uttered, the words the first thing that he could think of to say. He ended the call and turned off his computer in record time, turning to face you, who was now laid out on the bed with a sensual stare.

"So, they call you Dave?" You purred, your pink eyes glowing in the darkness of Dave's room.

The firey summoning circle has died down to a crisp ember in the floor. Dave didn't want to think about how he would have to explain that to his dad later. Instead, he couldn't help but to be entranced by you, walking forward slowly, unsure, but knowing he wants you.

"Y-yeah, that's, um, my name..." Dave speaks shyly, a nervous hand ruffling his dark curls at the back of his head.

"Cute...I'd tell you my name, but I don't think you would understand my demonic language." You tease him, bringing up a finger and curling it to signal Dave to come closer.

Dave gulps, and takes a few steps further, then stops. Even if this is all just a gas leak induced dream, he still felt the need to make sure that he was safe.

"Wh-what are you going to, uh, do to me?" He forces the words out.

"Nothing you don't want, Dave." You lay back, your pink tits falling just so, looking perfectly round and soft. Dave can't help but get caught up in them.

"But, you're a d-demon right?" He has to blink and look away to keep talking, his cock is distracting him too much when he looks at you.

"A succubi, yes... Is that a problem?"

"Aren't demons, like, supposed to be, um, really bad and stuff?" He hates how ridiculous and nerdy he sounds trying to figure this all out, but he's so nervous he can barely speak naturally.

"Depends on what you view as bad." You begin, a hand lazily playing with the strap of your bikini on your thigh, snapping it. Dave watches as your thighs jiggle temptingly.

"If you think sex is a sin, then maybe I would be bad. That was very common back in the day. The world seems to have grown a bit, but we still get summons from hunters who hate us. You don't happen to be a demon hunter, do you Dave?" You know he's not, but it's fun to see him sweat a little.

"N-no, absolutely not..." Dave stutters out, then clears his throat. "But, what do you want to do to me?"

"Well, I thought you knew the answer to that, seeing as it was you who summoned me." You giggle a bit, the sound like to soft bells. "Usually, this works as a symbiotic relationship. You get to fuck me, and I get to devour that delicious sexual energy you've been hoarding..."

"H-hoarding?"

"Oh yes, your virginity at such an age is less common nowadays. It will be very, very tasty to suck all of that pent up sexual frustration out of you..." You wink at him, and Dave's already hot cheeks darken a deeper shade of red.

"But, will that hurt me?" Dave whispers, the temptation to give in so strong he has started coming closer and closer.

"Only if you care that you'll be extremely tired afterward. But sex makes most people tired, doesn't it?" Dave thinks he's heard that before, but he wouldn't really know either way. The offer sounds like a good deal though, he could take being tired.

"And you won't do anything I won't like?"

"Not a chance."

Dave stops at the foot of the bed, looking down at you sexy form. He never thought he would ever have a girl in his bed, laid out, wanting him. He couldn't have guessed that girl would be a hot succubi like yourself. He takes one last moment to decide, and his cock overrides all better judgements.

Dave nods at you, accepting, and you smile, your tiny fangs cutely peeking out from behind your soft, plump lips. You move, cat-like and sensual, getting on all fours and meeting Dave at the edge of the bed. You place a hand on his hard cock, and he breathes out a shuttering breath, the touch warm and inviting.

"I suppose we should start by freeing up such a large cock..." You look up as you speak, your eyelashes batting.

Dave groans as you unzip his jeans, his mind reeling from the fact that you called his cock big. He didn't think he would ever hear a girl tell him that, and now here you are, looking up with your heart shaped pupils as if Dave's the sexiest man around.

Truth is, you do think he's quite sexy. Sure, he's obviously a comic book nerd, that much was sure from one look at his room. But, those big blue eyes and that sweetheart, shy smile were quite charming. You're honestly surprised that no one else has already used this boy up. Oh well, more of his fat cock for you.

You watch as it flops out, and you're even more surprised by how big and girthy it is when it's been unleashed from his jeans. You stare up at him with lustful, glowing eyes, taking his cock slowly in your hands, and for a moment you think he might just cum from that. As you continue to slowly stroke his cock, you can sense how horny he is, and are surprised by the level. Maybe he will make an acceptable sex partner after all. You haven't found someone who can keep up with you yet, at least not enough for you to visit more than once.

You slowly slide his jeans and underwear down, his mess of curls at the base of his cock meeting your hand as you fully stroke him. He leans his head back, his eyes scrunched up from trying to keep himself from cumming too soon. You bite your lip, ready to give his cock a taste.

Your warm mouth engulfs the tip of Dave's cock, filling up more of your mouth than you imagined. Dave moans out from the sudden warmth, and his hips gently buck for more as your tongue swirls around the head of his cock gently, teasing him. You feel his cock begin to leak, even after such little contact, and you lap it up happily, feeling the sexual energy begin to energize you.

"P-please..." Dave barely gets out as you continue to tease. "I can't take much more,"

You look up at him, taking your mouth off and giving him a breather. You flip over, so your breasts are facing him, and open your mouth as your head dangles gently off the bed.

"Fuck my mouth, Dave..." You command, and it doesn't take anything else for Dave to nod and listen.

He gently places his cock in your mouth, slowly rocking his hips in, going shallowly in and out. You reach a hand between your own legs, feeling your wetness from the outside of your bikini, and placing with your pussy on top of it. You reach a hand up to his thigh and without warning to him, push, making his cock dive deep into your throat.

His muscles tense and he let's out a loud whimper, not moving because he knows he will burst in your mouth right now if he does. You enjoy the feeling of your throat being so full, feeling his cock twitching and aching to cum in there. You feel him slowly begin to move again, taking deeper and deeper thrusts with the help of your guiding hand. You feel a bit surprised by his sudden boldness when he reaches down, and grabs a handful of your tits. You're moaning along, happy he is getting the hang of this.

You take his cock with ease, that's what you were made for after all, but that doesn't stop how horny it makes you to have a throat full of such a big cock like his. You love the way it chokes you when he dips in as deep as he can go, your spit slipping down the sides of your mouth. The feeling of being used in such a way as your pussy tingling, and you can't wait to have Dave's fat cock fill you up there too.

"Fuck...I'm so close to cumming..." You hear him whisper, and you're not worried at all that he will cum so quickly. You're a demon, after all, you have your ways of getting a cock hard again, and you don't plan on letting Dave go on only a fifteen minute throat fuck.

Dave can hardly believe how good this feels. Or the fact that he, someone who no other girl would even look at because he's such a shy nerd, gets to fuck someone like you. He feels so powerful right now too, being able to fuck you in throat, and no matter how much he tests how hard he can go, you take it with ease. His hands play with your breasts, and he slips a hand under the fabric of your bikini. He's surprised to find your nipples are pierced, but the idea turns him on even more. He softly twists them, earning him a moan from you every time, which only goes directly to his cock. He isn't sure how much longer he can hold it. He wants to explore so much more of your body, but he needs to cum so badly it hurts.

You feel Dave's cock swell in your throat, and you're sure he can see the lump he's leaving from the outside. He shudders as he tries to drag this out, attempting to save himself for more of your body, but he knows he can't stop himself. Dave cuts off one of your pretty little moans by jolting his cock hard and fast deep into your throat, spilling over and filling you up. You can barely breathe, and the hot liquid tries to choke you, but you're no amateur. You happily swallow all of Dave's seed as it twitches out inside of you.

Dave carefully pulls his cock from your throat, and your smile up at him, cum slipping down the side of your mouth. You use a hand to quickly get it in your mouth, his sexual essence most powerful there. Dave watches as your eyes glow a bit more strongly after swallowing so much cum.

"You really did suck the life out of me, huh..." Dave says wearily, feeling the effects of your succubus powers.

You sit up and smile, nodding to his question. You feel the energy making you more awake, but you're still hungry for him.

Dave sits on the bed next to you and you lean into him. You let your hands pull off his shirt, and explore his body, your kisses to his neck, biting and sucking softly.

"I'm not sure I can..." Dave begins, but when your hand reaches down to touch his cock, he's surprised at how easy he gets hard again. You giggle into his neck, his curls tickling your face.

"How did you..." He asks, his voice full of wanton.

"A perk of spending the night with a succubi," you whisper into his ear. "Is that were finished, when I say were finished..."

Dave feels your voice against his ear, and he shudders, a chill from how good it feels to be touched by your taking over his body.

"Tell me Dave, what else would you like tonight?" You whisper as you stroke his cock back to life.

"I um..." Dave's cheeks heat up as he thinks about one of his biggest fantasies, the feeling of you stroking him not helping to keep his mind straight. "I actually...would love if you would let me eat you out..."

Dave whimpers out his request, and you're surprised the second time tonight. Most men that summon you can only think of themselves, but you're turned on by the fact that Dave seems to love giving just as much as he likes receiving.

You pull him back with you, laying onto your back, and letting Dave get in between your legs. You keep his head by yours so you can kiss those big, luscious lips of his, and he happily receives them. You guide him down your neck, to your breasts where you let his mouth explore for a while. You arch your back into him, your tits so sensitive to his touch. Dave sucks on them, pulling them together even and getting both nipples in his mouth. He remembers seeing that in a porn flick once, and he gets ever harder as he realizes how good it feels to do so. What feels the best right now, is hearing your moans as he pleases you. Dave's always loved the idea of giving, of making you feel so good, and the fact that it's him who's able to please a woman turns him on the most. He wonders what other moves he can try on you.

Finally he slips his head between your juicy thighs, taking both and squeezing them, pushing your legs against his face. You see what he wants and laugh a little, putting more pressure to smush his head between your thighs. He seems to love the feeling, and when you release him, he looks up at you with such love and lust in his eyes. You pull your tiny bikini, now soaked with your wetness, to the side, and let Dave get a good look at your cute little pussy.

"God, you look so gorgeous..." He whispers, not realizing he's thinking his thoughts out loud. He's already so intoxicated by you, and he wonders how much of it is natural and how much of it is your demonic influence. Then he looks into your cute eyes and he doesn't care.

He leans in, inhaling your scent before lapping up your pussy with a flat tongue. He already loves how you taste, and while he's surprised by the taste as it is his first time, he also finds it so strangely enjoyable. He picks up the pace, your breathing changing with it, and you give him praise while he gives you head.

"You're such a good boy for me, Dave..." And suddenly, Dave feels as if he's doing what he's supposed to. He loves being praised for doing such a good job, and he had no idea that your soft whimpers and approval were so poignant. He takes your thighs and pulls you into himself, his mouth working harder to make you feel good.

He tries to remember techniques he had, of course, searched for. He didn't know when he might need to know how to eat pussy, so he tried searching various reddits and wikihows to make sure he would do a good job. He swirls his tongue around your clit, and teases it the way you teased his cock. You enjoy the feeling, loving how he explores what feels good for you, and how he listens to your commands and moans to do just that.

Dave laps up all of your pussy, exploring more than just your clit, and looking up at you with his big blues pussy drunk. He remembers one tip, and tries it, putting his whole mouth over your clit and sucking. You moan out, arching your back into him and gripping his curls. He can't believe how good it feels to have his hair gripped like that, and soon enough your bobbing his head in the perfect motion, using his mouth up to your liking.

Dave's glasses begin fogging over and getting in the way, so between breaths he plucks them off and tosses them away, uncaring what happens to them. He's too busy with the euphoria you're giving him. He feels his cock against the bed, so hard. He is practically humping the bed to get some friction down there while his head keeps in time with the motions you guide. You feel yourself getting closer and closer.

"Put your fingers inside me, Dave..." You command with a husky voice, and Dave doesn't hesitate.

He wets his fingers by licking the first two, and slowly plays with your hole, easing himself inside of you. He can't believe how warm it is, and he slowly curls them like he read about. You moan out, his fingers are so long and thick.

"More..." You breathe. "Harder..."

Dave complies, giving you anything you ask for, completely taken by your spell, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. You feel him finally hit that perfect spot inside you, and you practically scream out.

"Yes! Right there, right there!" You whine, your legs shaking and your hands a mess in his curls. Dave doesn't let up, and instead brings you over the edge, letting you buck into his face and hand.

He watches as you come for him, whining out his name, and he feels as if he may just cum himself against the bed. He only pulls up and stops when you tell him to, looking up at you, breathless and lips wet. He looks dazed and satisfied with himself, and you look at him with a similar expression. Your eyes glow and take in the experience, and soon enough you're already aching for his cock again.

Dave can hardly stand it himself, all of his thoughts are on how badly he needs to finish fucking you. He doesn't wait to see what you do next, he feels way too primal to do so. Instead, in his sex drunken state, he moves up, bringing his cock to meet your pussy. He taps it in your wetness, before playing with your folds, making you bite your lip with want.

"Fuck me, Dave..." You whisper, wrapping your legs around his waist and pull him in.

Dave doesn't need to be told twice. He slips his cock down, your pussy wet and like satin, smoothly and slowly pressing himself inside of you. You can take his cock, but that doesn't mean you can't feel his girth stretching you and his length filling you to the brim. Dave settles his cock into the warmth of your pussy and for a second he wonders if this is what heaven feels like.

He thinks to take it slow, but when he looks up at your eyes, he knows. He slips back out slowly, almost pulling all the way out, before pounding back in with force, testing out how hard he's allowed to fuck you. Turns out, you like it pretty damn hard. Soon enough, he's fucking your tight little cunt so hard your tits are bouncing uncontrollably, and your moans are reverberating off the walls. Dave's very happy he's the only one home right now, but he's sure at this point even the neighbors know.

Dave get's caught up in the moment, and grips your thighs hard enough to leave bruises. He pull you up so his cock angles so he can go deep, savoring the way your pussy holds him so firmly. He doesn't know what overcomes him, but he pulls out for a minute, and with strength he didn't know he had, he flips you over. He grabs a handful of your juicy ass, before giving it a slap, and diving right back in.

Your tail flicking with delight as he fucks you from behind, and soon enough he's grabbing a hold of that too, holding it at the thicker base and using it to keep you right where he wants you. Dave fucks you like the dirty cumslut you are, and you love every minute of it. You're panting and looking back at him with eyes that soak up every stroke, enjoying how delicious his sexual energy tastes. You wonder how a succubi could get so lucky as to find suck pure virgin nerdy dick like this. You don't think you can go back to being pleasured by just anyone.

Dave feels you tightening around him, your hand slipping underneath you to find your needy clit, rubbing frantically now to get off.

"You like when I pound you with this cock?" Dave has no idea what has possessed him to say such a thing, usually he's so shy, but right now, he can't help but to dominate you.

"Yes!" You respond, happy to switch roles however your dorky lover wants. "Please fill my pussy up, I need it..."

Dave gets closer and closer as you beg to be his cumdumpster, and you feel yourself beginning to cum again yourself. You feel your muscles stiffen, and your moans get away from you as you cum. Dave can't take it anymore, not with your cunt spasming and tightening all over his cock. He fills you up with his own groan, pounding his cum deeper and deeper with every stroke.

You feel yourself being so full, of Dave's cum, cock, and essence. You look back at him, completely taken away by how good of a fuck he is. When Dave is finished filling you up, he pulls out, carefully. His breaths hard and his body sweaty. He can't help himself, he falls next to you and pulls you close, spooning him from behind.

After the two of you finally settle down, enjoying the silence and the way each others body feels, Dave speaks.

"Not at all what I was expecting for my first time..." His voice is sleepy and deep, sending butterflies into your stomach.

"And what if we did it again sometime...?" You say tentatively, biting your lip.

"Really?" Dave doesn't know what to say, he had no idea that it was possible to see you again.

"You might just become my main meal, if you want to be." You tease and Dave snuggles into your neck.

"Hmm...I think I would like that..." He can hardly keep his eyes open, all the energy having been drained from him.

He gently holds you close, one hand softly thumbing your horns and petting your hair. You usually don't stay this long, but for some reason, you're really enjoying this. You allow your body's exhaustion to take over, relaxing into his arms. Soon enough Dave slips into the best slumber he's ever had, and you follow him.

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╰───► MORAL CONSCIENCE- e. williams smau.

「cuatro」 ⇢ hasta cuando

Pairing — streamer! ellie x youtuber!black fem!reader x rockstar! dina

warnings — sex tapes, strap on sex, weed, strap sucking, idk what worse i think that’s it

a/n i wasn’t gonna write smut but well…..( btw, this is 3 months after chp 3 🧘🏾) this is also not proofread so.. ntm !!

chapter 3 ⇢ chapter 5

ellie had made it to your apartment not long after you blocked dina on everything. you were sick of her back and forth shit. you couldn’t understand how she would just play with your emotions and think it’s a game w/ no consequences.

deciding not to tell ellie anything that just transpired you put on a face of faux happiness.

“hi baby” ellie greeted you with a bone crushing hug and you fell right into it. “i missed you” was whispered on your lips softly as she gave you multiple chaste kisses making you giggle. “it’s barely been two days, girl pleaseee” she rolls her eyes at your teasing and moves to sit on the couch and pull out some pre-rolls that she got off of jesse and lighting one before offering you the first hit. you took it before passing it back to ellie.

“ellie. we should bake a cake high.” you looked over at her and had a wild smile plastered across your face. she looked up at you from her slouched position on the couch questioningly. “why do you look on the verge of a psychotic break!?” she giggled at your immediate pout in response to her teasing. “stop ittttt, i’m serious! it would be so fun, i might even record it since i need new content anyway” you looked over at ellie to see if she would agree to find her staring at you with something shining in her eyes. you rose your eyebrow in question and she shook her head with a chuckle. “fine, i’ll do it !” sighing she got up and gathered all the stuff needed to get you high out of your minds.

you squealed in happiness as she agreed and ran to the kitchen to get everything in place, luckily your camera and lighting was already set up. (you may have planned to persuade her into saying yes but she doesn’t need to know that !!) .

“ellie come on ! i’ve got everything ready!” you yelled out while digging in your cupboards for cake mix and anything else you might need. “i’m literally right here” she said as she slinked up behind you and wrapped her arms around your waist.

“you know you can’t be like this on camera right?” you turned around in her arms with the ingredients in your hands to find her smirking down at you before bending down and pecking you on the lips while grabbing the stuff in your hands and putting it on the table.

“ok let’s start, ready” she arranged the ingredients on th table that looked good on camera as you turned the camera on and started recording.

“hi, youtube! i know ive been MIA for like……. months, but i’m back! and i have a special guest !” you turned to look at ellie who was apparently already lighting a blunt! “psst.. ellie” you smacked her arm and pointed to the camera when she acknowledged you (finally). “ hm? oh. sup, i’m ellie” she shrugged and went back to what she was doing before you had interrupted her. “well then! i’ll just introduce her since she wants to be aggy!” you heard her scoff behind you at your comment but chose to ignore it in favor of telling the people who she was and what y’all were doing for todays video.

“and that’s basically it! so me and ellie are gonna go get… como se dice… smacked and then we’ll be back!”

you didn’t come back. in fact you never even got to start on baking the cake. as soon as the high hit you and ellie she brought up this crazy idea of making a sextape. super risky, i know. but the way she said it made you feel a certain heat start forming in your lower region. the hand rubbing up and down your inner thighs certainly didn’t help with clearing your mind at all. all you could think about was ellie and she made sure you stayed like that.

next thing you knew you were in your bedroom, naked, sweaty and a flash blinding you as ellie put the camera in your face while you were sucking her strap down your throat to get it, in her words, nice and wet so she could fuck you into the bed. just thinking about what was to come made you get all hot and bothered and you were sure the camera was picking up on all your blissed out expressions.

“fuck that’s it baby”

“takin’ me so well ma’”

“deeper.. i know you can do it baby.”

fuck. you were in heaven. ellie was on a different type of timing that day and you couldn’t get enough of it. you dragged one of your hands down from ellie’s thigh and started making little circles on your clit giving it some much needed stimulation. “i think you’re ready baby. you’ve been so good f’me” ellie bit her lip and brung the phone closer to where your lips connected to the base of the strap watching it disappear in your mouth and reappear. “fuck, you’re so sexy baby”

ellie pulled you off by your hair and dragged you up into a bruising kiss. it was sloppy and wet with spit all over each others mouths and tongues exploring. “c‘mon ellie, i’m ready! you said it yourself” you mumbled in between kisses as best as you can when you felt her reach down and spread your lips, dragging a finger in your slit letting it slightly tease your hole and gather your slick. she removed her hand making you whimper in frustration until you saw her put the same finger in her mouth and sucks. “shit y/n you taste so good” she groaned around her finger making your clit twitch as a wave of strong arousal passed through you at such a pornographic display.

“if you don’t fuck me right now ellie.”

“yes ma’am” she chuckled and took the base of her strap to line it up with your sopping wet pussy. when she slid in to the hilt your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you moaned wantonly. “fuckkk ellie” you dragged your hips up and down on her dick setting a steady, punishing and mind-numbing pace. it was so good and you were hitting ellie’s clit just right with every bounce. ellie leaned up and planted her feet on the bed to fuck up into you causing you to scream at the intensity of the sensation. “ look at the camera f’me baby. you look so good crying on my dick” you moaned pathetically and opened your eyes to look into the camera.

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sweeneytoddst · 8 months

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I very strongly dislike Annaleigh Ashford as Mrs. Lovett

Please scroll away if you don't like what I have to say. I'm not looking for a fight at all. This is my honest and harsh opinion as someone whose favorite thing is Sweeney Todd. These characters mean a lot to me.

I have literally no idea how people can say with a straight face that their favorite musical is Sweeney Todd while in the same breath saying that Annaleigh Ashford is their favorite Mrs. Lovett or at all does the role justice.

No, the fuck she doesn't. She has destroyed that role, and I am beyond disappointed with the direction team for allowing this kind of portrayal for her character. She plays her as some pretty little blonde woman and there is by no means any ounce of Mrs. Lovett's personality in her performance. She is too sexual, too dainty. She's *too* much. I have only seen a couple of clips and listened to the album, and I can already tell you she is one of worst Lovetts I have seen. A high school production on YouTube gave me a far better Mrs. Lovett than her.

Needless to say, she has a very pretty voice when she sings, but that god-awful accent, the sultry line deliveries, her line deliveries period- are NOT a Mrs. Lovett we should be turning to and appraising. So sick of Broadway just turning to any skinny, petite, blonde chick and saying they'd be good for these big personality roles. Absolutely not for Lovett.

I don't know how many times I can say it, but she wasn't giving any kind of Mrs. Lovett with this performance and that's my judgement from just a few clips. She's wrong for this role. It plays too much like a young horny woman instead of the middle-aged, crazy, whacky, outgoing personality we all look forward to when we go to see Sweeney Todd. Sure, maybe you can say her physical comedy is good, but does that really make up for everything else she is doing wrong with this role? For fuck's sake, in By the Sea she pretends to be riding Sweeney by rocking back and forth on his lap. How fucking disgusting. That's NOT how Mrs. Lovett is. Yes, she's horny for Sweeney. Yes, she's in love with him, but Mrs. Lovett wouldn't pull any of this kind of groping and boarder line harassment on him. It's atrocious.

She gives no personality. Just an ear-bleeding accent, and a pretty face who can do physical comedy and can sing. She was not meant for this role. She was wrong for this role. Broadway, do better with your casting. We don't need skinny blonde woman #525 to play these kinds of roles. God forbid you cast a bigger woman for this role, right? Or a woman who dares have a single wrinkle on her face. Have we forgotten that Lovett is 45 years old? Annaleigh looks like she's in her late 20s thus making it even more uncomfortable knowing Sweeney is 46 and looks it.

Just do better. I'm sick of seeing so much praise of her performance as Lovett. It just shows me that people may not care as much for her character as I thought and just wants someone who looks conventionally beautiful, regardless of the story, so they can fantasize about Sweeney and Lovett fucking. Done with this album tbh thanks to Ashford.

#sweeney todd

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calebwittebane · 8 months

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im not gonna lie, there are people i follow who often make posts that are preddy funny and who often have good opinions, but whom i find unpleasant and annoying and generally unkind, and whom i kind of really hate. its not a hatefollow because i do enjoy many of their posts but i hate them as people and anytime something mildly bad happens to them im like LOL :).

thankfully i am not mutuals with them because if that were the case, the close proximity would cause their body to be affected by that hatred, even if they werent aware of it, or knew but didnt care. but the malice would slowly poison and ruin them, and they would start to become sick. they would feel as though someone had been adding antifreeze to their food and drinks. ethylene glycol and so on and so forth. but they wouldnt make the connection between the illness and the malice of mine that they were being afflicted by. their hair would begin to fall out in clumps, they would experience light-headedness and nausea and increased body stench, they would begin to regularly experience sleep paralysis, they would see mysterious red marks on their skin that would quickly fade away.

unable to think of their condition as anything other than them being infested with demons, and consumed by fear and desperation, they would eventually turn to some real out there pseudoscientific woo Soul And Body Healing bullshit peddled by a guy with a youtube channel and a popular tiktok account. they would purchase tons and tons of his supplements and read all his books, and become invested in the belief system to a shocking degree, still tormented by the disease. all the fans followers friends family and folks at home would have a hard time recognizing them at this point. 'what happened to the goodposter we knew and loved?', they would ask, and ultimately all distance themselves from them one by one.

already holding a new propensity for conspiracy theories, the blogger would take this as a sign that the fools were all simply threatened by their recently mastered forbidden wisdom, and fall deeper into the rabbit hole of fringe internet spirituality. they would eventually become an obscure type of flat earther, believing in an astronomical model so strange that other flat earther would scoff at them and accuse them of making them look unserious.

a viral video would emerge of the blogger approaching some young people in the street, vigorously lecturing them about the mobius strip earth, with the sun being a round hole carved in an enormous egg made of black obsidian that we are all trapped within that shields us from the brilliant divine glow the rest of the universe is bathed in. supposedly, humanity had shattered the egg before, freeing the earth from its prison, however an unhealthy diet (containing dairy and plant oils) causes humans to emit invisible particles that float up into the atmosphere and above, where they solidify into the obsidian shell. many commenters would point out the tshirt the blogger was wearing, depicting an absurdly muscular man breaking out of the obsidian egg, with text above saying "W.H.A.T.: We Hatch Again Together".

humiliated and scorned, the blogger would make the decision to abandon their brethren at least for some time, and retreat into solitude deep in the woods. they would sustain themselves on acorns, the youtube guy supplements, and whatever birds and rodents they managed to find. no longer in close online proximity to me (and no longer online in general), they would quickly start to recover from their illness, and (not incorrectly) attribute that improvement to their hermit lifestyle far away from those poisoned by dairy and plant oils.

one day, a bear would attack them. against all odds, newly full of vigor and powered by years of pent up anger, they would emerge victorious from the encounter. they would skin the bear and start wearing its pelt like a fursuit, giving them the appearance of a somewhat deflated bear with eerily human movements. emboldened by this experience, they would make the decision to return to their preaching, and travel from the wilderness to the nearest populated area.

having arrived in a small town, still wearing their hard-earned fursuit, they would cause widespread panic. not sure how to approach the issue just yet, and weighing the possibility of leaning into the bear thing regardless to add some extra dramatic flair to their sermons, they would walk into a convenience store to get some soda. the cashier would immediately flee and call 911 from a safe distance, reporting a horribly fucked up bear casually strolling into the building, so even if the blogger had any money, they would not be able to pay for the soda, absolving them of this responsibility.

they would take a generous sip of the cold refreshing soda they had so dearly missed during their time in the wilderness. unfortunately, the effervescent sugary drink would unexpectedly interact with the supplements and acorns still in their system, causing a violent chemical reaction. the energy released as the byproduct of said reaction would be so great, it would cause their body to disintegrate in a burst of blinding orange light.

as their body faded away, they would smile serenely, knowing that although they did not manage to convince everyone they had spoken to, they had sown the seeds of knowledge among them, and that even the arrogant nonbelievers would eventually start seeing the signs. there is hope for humanity, that it would one day break out of the obsidian shell, and regain the long-lost enlightenment and magic. they would feel that they have done well.

some time would pass absently--seconds or centuries, one could not tell. to their shock, they would realize that their consciousness has not been extinguished by death. suspended in endless void, they would try to scream, yet their efforts would be in vain.

then, another change would occur--they would begin to experience a tingling sensation, seemingly psychological rather than physical. cell by cell, they would regain a physical form, and their senses would all at once return to them as they awakened. their surroundings would snap into focus. they would be surrounded by otherworldly tall green structures, curved and swaying lightly. their field of view would span 360° on every axis, their eyes situated on flexible stalks. they would then realize--they have been reborn as a slug.

all because they had roamed too close to the powerful confident beautiful gentle unemployed brown-eyed bloggeress whose righteous ire they had earned despite her peaceful nature. all because they did not heed the signs. by then they would have learnt their lesson, but by the time they earned another lifespan as a human, the internet would be no more, replaced by a mass malfunction of amazon brain chips giving those affected constant visions of various ai generated rule34 pictures of the hex maniac that jeff bezos had saved on his hard drive at the time the disaster struck

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as-per-jury · 1 year

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All Tomorrows: A Brief Fixation

Today I indulged myself by exploring the bottomless pit of my YouTube watchlist. Lo and behold, Alt Shift X’s 40 something minute video on All Tomorrows. I never began to watch it and I never heard much about “All Tomorrows” before this morning. Needless to say, it scratched the haso + worldbuilding + author + creature design + theorizing bits of my brains maybe a bit too well. So why are you here peeking into my blog? Because I’m gonna do it again. “It” being writing short space fics until I burnout or no longer receive praise.

All Tomorrows seems to pose that all humans left Earth for Mars. However, knowing human nature, that simply wouldn’t happen. There would surely be a group of people either unwilling to leave or unable to leave - perhaps because of personal philosophies, religion, health, or finances. Regardless the reason, there will be humans left on Earth and - to deter the ones leaving from regretting their decision and to encourage their descendants to stay on Mars, misinformation was spread. “Those who stayed on Earth were racist and xenophobic cowards. They were terrified of what people Mars might be the home of. They were afraid of leaving the familiar.” They were so dubbed the Anti-Martianists or Terrapurists. The so-called Terrapurists never learned of these names and, as such, continued to call themselves Humans.

So then there was only the poor, the sick, the scared (because it was a frightening prospect to leave a planet for one no human had set foot on in known history), the close-minded, the ignorant, the eager, the hungry, and those who had been overlooked by society. They could rebuild the world for themselves. Some geniuses had chosen to stay on Earth, that they might preserve and restore the planet before it could finish dying. To save you the tension and angst, yes. They were successful. But communications with the red planet were not - for reasons then unknown. Or so they said. It is argued that the “Overlooked” had interfered with comms, so they may enjoy the world that was made for them. That their utopia, their paradise would not be corrupted by those who had forgotten them and their ancestors (for this took a century - only a century - and as such the original pain still burned hot in the descendants).

Unfortunately, as is a trend with Human successes, the good times did not last too long - though it did last longer than some periods - only about three centuries before what was once known as the Yellowstone volcano erupted. The aforementioned geniuses were well aware of the threat it posed and set forth to prevent it. Again, they were mostly successful, which is more than what could have been said of their distant human ancestors who would have seen fit to pray to and feed the volcano instead. The technology they conjured had slowed down the movement of the magma and the tectonic plates to a speed so slow that even their computers were unable to detect the virtually molecular levels of movement. The process to slow down and “stop” the pre-eruptive activity was a sensitive and chronologically costly matter and, once all came to a stand still, the treatment was concluded - because it would have been a waste to continue when they achieved their goal (effectively freezing the tectonic plates and magma in place). The eruption elicited a reaction not dissimilar to that of those in “Pompeii”. Volcanic eruptions were a disaster of the past and, as such, there were no measures in place to protect against them. The land and people that were not destroyed by the Yellowstone “overflow” were not yet in the clear and were, instead, met with a different fate.

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dirtbag-linecook-kyloren · 1 year

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some times i’m just sitting in bed and i realize that I may have blurted the entire plot to @jaynesilver but i haven’t actually shared any of some of the AUs I’m like, actively workin on

you guys don’t know about the wild life of beauty blogger kylo ren and minecraft redstone youtuber hux

i’m keeping such a massive secret from the world with this it feels like, tbh. like i’m depriving you of knowing that kylo’s favorite palette is ABH modern romance pre a fictional reformulation, because it was the first palette Han bought for him as he was getting into make up

you don’t know that this is Hux’s first year as a full time youtuber since leaving his civil engineering job behind, and he’s terrified, because if he fails now, it’s not just an embarrassing thing he did. he left his field to make videos about a block-based video game, and he thinks he’s absolutely lost his mind

you don’t know that kylo ren is really good at among us for reasons passing understanding, and for reasons even more confusing, he plays in a streamed, weekly game with phasma. he doesn’t stream himself, he just plays for shits and giggles to do something that isn’t makeup once a week

and you don’t know that a player is sick one week, so phasma bribes hux into joining, even though he hates among us, and kylo kills him first like three rounds in a row and hux gets to mad he almost rage quits

you don’t know about vidcon

you don’t know about ANY OF IT

It all just lives in my head and a google doc outline it just rests in my body somewhere between my third and forth left rib and I’m going to have to excise it at some point but right now I’m just letting it grow, safe under my skin

(kylo has a belly button piercing because I MAKE THE RULES)

#kylux au #i'm not putting this in the main tag I'm simply not brave enough #I love all of my aus with all my fuckin heart my homies

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proxylynn · 2 years

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See Thru (Need a Friend?): A call to Love.

[TW: NSFW, SEXUAL CONTENT, SLIGHT DEGRADATION]

(Just a silly FriendxLynn fic and my submission for the STNAF @stnaf-vn fanfic contest)

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Days off are the best.

No work or school.

Just all the time to myself and I can use it however the heck I want.

Sleep till 2 pm?

Yeah!

Eat a lunch of a ton of pizza bites?

Hell yeah!

Numb my frazzled mind in endless YouTube videos in bed while gaming?

Why not?!

I've been needing to get the rest of some achievements for a few of my games. Some I could care less about. But when I have 90% done in a game, I can't help being compelled to finish...even if it does take forever sometimes.

The curse of gaming. The endless grind.

This would be more enjoyable if Friend was here.

While he is self-employed and damn good at his job of making stuffed animals/plushies, he is but one man. There's only so much one dude can do when big custom orders come in.

At least we've been keeping in touch. We made this habit a long time ago that we’d call each other to make sure the other was okay if we hadn't heard from one another in a set number of hours. For Friend, he tends to call at some point every day right when I need a positive boost or have forgotten to eat, or need to be told to go to bed. How he knows when I need the reminders I have no clue. The dude just jokes that he just “has a feeling because he knows me so well”.

Depression is a hell of bitch, not that Keagan was any help making that better when he was in my life. Punk ass fuck bastard! What the hell did I ever see in that asshat?! If I ever see him again I will so...!

No...That's the past...He's not here...Good vibes only...Just chill...Call Friend.

Depending on things, I usually call Friend every other day unless he hasn't called like he normally does. It takes a lot for him not to call, like being sick or overloaded by work. So I hope I won't be bothering him by doing this.

I save before shutting the game down and pause the playlist for later, totally gonna keep watching those ripped Unus Annus videos while they are still up till forced removed. God, it's hard to believe it's gonna be two years since then already. Where did the time go?

I leave my living room to venture forth to the bedroom, leaping onto the bed and grabbing my phone from the disheveled mess that is where I sleep. The damn thing slipped between the mattress and frame again. This is what happens when I use it as a backup alarm to wake up to.

With my device rescued from the clutches of its sleepy jail, I get cozy while flipping to my contacts and tapping on the one called #1DorkSupreme. As I wait, listening to the tone of buttons dialing his number, I stare at the shelf on the other end of my room loaded with plushies made by Friend. He makes such cute and cuddly things. He even was able to fix up my old tiger Cuddles that my grandma gave me. Poor thing lost his voice box and some fur with age, yet now he's good as new. Though...something about it feels off now. Can't explain why. All the plushies give off a weird vibe if I'm honest.

The sound of a ring is new to my ears. He usually picks up instantly. Two rings are strangely concerning in a weird way. But thankfully it picks up at the third ring. Things sound a little odd like stuff is being jostled and he trying to catch his breath.

“H-Hey there...Sweetheart. *cough cough* To what do I owe the pleasure of your call~?”

Why do I have the feeling I just interrupted something?

“Hey there buddy chum pal friend buddy pal chum bud friend fella bruther amigo pal buddy friend chummy chum chum pal.”

He laughs, that adorable laugh of his is a good sign. Good thing I didn't open with “I'm calling about your car's extended warranty”.

“You doing okay, Friend? I'm not calling at a bad time, am I?”

“No! *cough* N-No. You're fine. Everything's fine.”

“You sure? Seems like ya got yourself a cough there.”

He clears his throat a little.

“Just a bit of dry throat. Nothing a little drink won't fix.”

“Dude. You gotta stay hydrated. I don't want my best bud getting sick.”

He coos a little bit.

“I love it when you're concerned about me. Such a sweetheart.”

“Of course, I'm concerned about you! Who else is gonna make sure you're okay? Who else will I give hugs to? Who else will...”

A low groan on his end shuts me up quick.

Now there's an awkward silence.

Maybe...Maybe that was from something else. Maybe he popped his back just right and it felt good. Surely my messed up mind is jumping the gun thinking he's doing that while on a call with me. Surely.

“L-Lynn? You still there?”

I shake my head clear of such thoughts and resume normalcy.

“Yeah, I'm here. I think there was some interference or something.”

He sighs and gives a small laugh.

“If you want, I can get you a better phone.”

“Nah. I can't impose on you like that.”

“It's not imposing if it's a gift.”

“It's not a gift if you're telling me about it.”

“It is if it's a surprise and you never know when I'll give it to you.”

“Heh...That's what she said.”

I can't help my bad sense of humor sometimes. I blame Friend, he's just as bad as I am and we joke off each other whenever we can. Case in point, he snorts a laugh at that.

“Ah...Beautiful. Have I ever told you how much I love it when you do that?”

“My good sir, you inform me of something you love about me almost every day.”

“And you love it~.”

I can't help the small smirk and blush that gives me.

“Know what I really love? You.”

That gets him to squeeze his phone hard. I know this by the cracking noise such a grip makes.

“...What did you say?”

I sit up and give a little stretch.

“You heard me.”

“Y-You...You l-love me?”

“Love might be too strong. But I do really like you.”

I feel I might have overstepped a line. We've always maintained this teetering balancing act keeping our friendship as just that. Yet there's been times when the line blurs. The intimate touches here and there, the spooning during sleepovers, the lap cuddles...the wet dreams. I've been scared to consider seeing him as anything more than my childhood buddy. But it's gotten hard to keep it that way for me.

“Please...”

He sounds desperate.

“Please tell me you mean it and you're not just teasing me. I...I need you to be honest.”

Okay...I guess there's no going back now.

“Friend...You know me better than anyone on the planet. Would I ever joke like that?”

He shudders.

“Then...There's something I need to tell you...”

He sucks in a deep breath as if to calm himself down.

“I...I really like you too. No...No, I love you. I've loved you for a really long time.”

I'm so grateful this is on the phone because I don't think I could face him with how red my cheeks are.

“So...We...Are we really doing this? Being more than friends, I mean.”

“I mean...As long as you're not uncomfy or anything. The last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable.”

I pull my legs up to my chest and hold myself, grounding what little never I have.

“Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay with it.”

“You sure?”

“Positive. I think...I think I'm just coming to terms with feelings I've always had and was just afraid to embrace. You're a constant in my life. I can rely on you. So I guess, in my mind, the idea of changing that was a little frightening. But...”

“But?”

I sigh.

“But I can't deny the things I've felt.”

He whimpers a little.

“Can I ask...What kind of things?”

My face is burning.

“Bruh! We just came out about liking each other. You can't seriously be asking me to say such things!”

He chuckles deviously.

“Oh? Such an embarrassed voice. Me thinks the lady has been rather naughty~.”

I want to toss my phone.

“Oh no. Don't you try that with me! If any of us has been naughty, it's so you.”

“Me?!”

“Yes, you.”

He gasps in mock insult.

“Such slander!”

“Boy! Do I need to bring up what happened two weeks ago?”

“...What?”

“You know exactly what I'm talking about. You were sleeping over and thought I was sleeping. But I wasn't.”

I can hear the gulp this man does from being busted.

“So you were...?”

“My guy, that was ballsy. Jerking it when I'm right behind you.”

“In my defense...I blame you.”

“Me?!”

“I can't help getting turned on when you're practically grinding into me!”

Oh no he didn't!

“Sir, I'll have you know, such mud tarnishing my name better be backed up or so help you...”

“You know how you talk sometimes in your sleep?”

...Uh oh.

“Do you know how hard it is being so close to you and then hearing you moan my name? God, you drive me insane sometimes!”

Well...This got awkward as fuck real fast.

“This went from 0 to 100 real quick.”

“Yeah. Might have gotten too caught up in the moment. Do...Do you want to hang up?”

“...No. Hanging up won't undo anything.”

“You know we can slow things down if that makes you feel better. We don't have to dive into the deep end so soon.”

“I know. Probably doesn't help that we share really easily. But I like that we can. That we don't hide things. No matter what it is, we know the other will hear it out and not jump the gun or anything.”

Things get quiet on his end.

“Friend?”

“Promise you won't freak out about it.”

Oh boy. Where is this gonna go?

“I pinkie promise.”

“Okay...”

“Come on, man. You know it takes a lot to get under my skin. Don't worry.”

His breathing is a tad shaky and he mutters something under his breath,

“The order has been such a pain. I needed to clear my head and get out some frustration. And nothing does it for me except thinking of you...”

My eyes widen.

“So you were...”

“I...I still am.”

Oh...Oh my wow...

“L-Lynn?”

“I fuckin' called it!”

He yelps a little at my sudden loudness.

“You've been off this entire call and part of me was like...There's no way he's jerking off while we're talking...But I so knew it!”

“...Are you mad? I can't really tell.”

That makes me pause.

“I...I don't think I am.”

“Really?”

“I can't think of a reason why I would honestly. I mean...You like me. Why wouldn't you do it to thoughts of me? It just makes reasonable sense.”

He goes quiet for a small pause before his breathing shudders.

“Fuuuuck...I knew you were understanding, but I didn't think you were THIS level.”

“Bruh, what did you expect? Me to judge ya about jerking it? We're adults! Masturbation is normal.”

“Have you done it?”

“Done what?”

“You know...Have you touched yourself to thoughts of me?”

And now...Now it feels weird.

“What's wrong? We're adults. Masturbation is normal.”

His sassy tone is not amusing to me ad neither is the snickering.

Fine. You want to be that way. Boy doesn't know how petty I can be.

“Come on. I was just joking around. Don't tell me you're ma-”

I moan into the phone. Like, the kind of exaggerated moan you'd hear in porn. I do this...then hang up.

The time it takes for him to call back is instantaneous.

“Hello~.”

“What the hell was that?!”

“Keep your shit up and that's the only time you'll hear that from me.”

There’s a loud clattering and crash...Did he just fall?

“Dude? You okay?”

He groans.

“Y-You're not just saying that to mess with me, right?”

“I know not what you mean, sir Friend.”

“Lynsie...”

Oh, snap. Dropping the nickname...He must be serious.

“Please don't toy with me like this. Not now. N̢̧Ơ̷̧T̴ ̢̕҉WI͞T҉̸H S̕͝O̷͡M̀E̵T͝H͠I͜͠͡ǸG̶ I͏ ̴̧W̶̸A̢͟N̴̛T ̸̷̀S͜͞O͘͡ ̛̛B͡͏A͜͠D͡ĹÝ͜.”

Fucking phone glitches and I can't understand him for a moment.

Why does that happen so often when talking to him?

“My bad. Probably shouldn't tease ya like that. Not after our confessions and you're...you know.”

I can hear him move around and what sounds like him making himself comfortable.

“Well, this is new. I don't think I've known you to get shy around me.”

“To be fair, we don't usually talk about this kind of thing.”

“What about all the sex jokes?”

“Those are jokes. They don't mean anything. Besides...”

I curl in on myself a bit more.

“It's not like we...I'm still a...”

My throat tightens trying to muster the words out.

“You're still a virgin?”

Thank you for saying it! Lord knows I wouldn't have been able to.

“Y-Yeah.”

“Then you and Keagan didn't...?”

I sigh...A quick flash of past bad memories play in my head.

Honestly...Why was I ever with Keagan?!

“No. Not that he didn't try. He would put so much pressure on me and I'd always turn him down. He never really understood what it meant to be Ace. 'How can you be Ace? I know you get horny. Just let me show you, I can make you feel good'. That kind of crap.”

I can hear Friend's teeth gnashing. He's never liked Keagan and it's not like he doesn't have a good reason to hate him. Keagan was the reason our friendship broke for a time.

That man had convinced me that Friend, the guy I had grown up with since elementary school, was bad for me. He isolated me from anyone that wasn't him, especially Friend. I had always been there for Friend when no one else was. I stood by him at that empty funeral for his family and cried with him. I gave him a home when his was broken. We were thicker than blood. And Keagen made me abandon that. I even went as far as having Friend's number blocked so he'd stop texting me. Every time he tried to come up to me at school, I'd pointedly ignored him. And it hurt him. I knew it hurt him. I knew it did because it hurt me too.

My biggest regret was ever listening to a single word out of Keagan's mouth.

I vowed that night when Keagan's drunk ass ditched me in the middle of the night in god knows where and Friend, after all I did, was still willing to be my hero in my lowest moment...I swore never to leave him.

Never again.

“Long story short, yeah, I still have my V-card.”

“Thank god.”

“What about you?”

“Got mine too.”

“...Really?”

“I mean...I had a couple 'empty' make-out sessions. They didn't mean anything to me though, and I felt gross afterward. Besides, if I'm going to have my first time with anyone, it's you.”

My face burns in a blush, in fact, a wave of warmth spreads throughout me entirely from hearing that.

The way he said those words...Such conviction, sincerity, and care...It hits my heart.

“You...You would want me?”

“Of course, I would! I've been wanting you! If you tell me now, I'll come over and prove it to you...”

My heart is speeding up.

“I don't think...”

“No, listen to me. I love you! I need you to understand that.”

He's getting worked up. Oh boy...

“Friend...”

“You need to forget everything that fucker ever told you! You are amazing. You've always been amazing. And you deserve to feel wanted by someone that doesn't just want to fuck you!”

“Friend, please calm down.”

“You are worth so much more to me. We have a deeper connection than most will ever have in this crazy world. The thought of you being with anyone else or out of my life completely hurts more than anything! I'd rather die in the most brutal way possible than live a life without you in it. You need me, and I need you! I've always known what's best for y-”

I moan again into the phone to shut him up before he loses his shit. It works. Thank god! Had he not stopped it would just get more intense from there. This isn't the first time he's gotten like this.

“Yo...You good?”

He takes a few breaths.

“Y-Yeah...Yeah, I'm okay.”

“Good. You were getting heated there.”

“I meant it though.”

“I know you did. And...Thank you. It's...It's nice to know you feel that strongly.”

“That is but a small sample of my passion. I can and will do anything for you. A͏̵́͘͠N̴Y̢͝͠T͢͝Ḩ̴I̶̧̕͡͡N̴̡G̡̛.̀͘”

“As nice as that sounds, please don't put me up on such a tall pedestal. You know I'm afraid of heights.”

He laughs, it's good to hear it, it's a comforting sound. I relax and flop against my pillows once more.

Now to get this fucked up phone call back on its fucked up track.

“Anyway...Are you still whacking it?”

He has to catch his breath after gasping too sharply.

“Lynn, sweetheart...Y-You can't keep teasing me like this.”

“So that's a yes, got it.”

“Lynsie!”

“What? Are we not doing this?”

“Doing what?!”

“Getting together.”

There's that phone being gripped too hard crunching again.

“Are you saying I can be your...B-Boyfriend?!”

The excitement in his voice reminds me of a bomb fuse fizzling hastily to detonate the explosion.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

“More than anything!”

“Then as my first act as your girlfriend...”

The overjoyed squeal he makes upon hearing that is so fucking cute!

“My first act is...to help you finish.”

A loud clattering happens...gonna think he dropped the phone again.

“Friend? Hello? My dude?”

The glitching of my phone goes nuts. I can barely hear anything. I hope he isn't saying something because I would have no clue what it would be.

I'm about to hang up and try recalling to see if that fixes anything when sound returns...he's panting.

“Friend?”

“Please...”

He sounds a tad feral like he's on a thin leash that's one last tug from snapping and letting a beast free.

“Please tell me I'm not dreaming. If this is a dream, it's the cruelest one I've ever had.”

“Well, that just lets me know you dream about me enough to need to ask that. Such knowledge is now forever burned into my memory.”

A shaky sigh of relief leaves him.

“It's real...This is all real...Fuck, you have no idea how long I've wanted something like this to happen.”

I snicker.

“You've been wanting me to call you up and have what is basically phone sex with you?”

“N-No! Yeah? Maybe...I don't know!”

Ah, the flustered Friend. A treat to behold and a fun wonder to hear.

“Daww. Have I ever told you how cute you are when like this?”

Lord, I wish I could see his face right now. Knowing him he's likely beet red and losing his shit.

“Too much? I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable, my dude.”

“Sweetheart...”

My eyes widen and my spine tingles. The way he said what is normally a cute pet name, laced in heat to the point I swear I can feel his breath through the phone, is both surprising and shockingly alluring.

“You love teasing me like this, don't you? Naughty little thing~.”

Oh...Oh god, what have I unleashed?

“You're such a dirty, naughty little tease, aren't you~?”

I only have myself to blame here. Oh well, I said I'd help him and I might as well go along with what will do it for him. I can always stop when it's too much. I take a quiet breath and dip my voice low.

“Oh, dearest Friend...I have yet begone to tease you~.”

He shudders and I learn something new...That's hot.

“Yeah? Mmmmmm...Then go on, love...Don't hold back for me~.”

I shut my eyes and think. Okay...I might have something to work with.

“Imagine...I'm there with you. My arms draped around your neck in a sweet embrace as my hands rest on your chest, my fingers rubbing your skin daintily.”

He coos. At least this tells me that I'm going about this right.

“Not bad. But I did say not to hold back. I thought you were going to help me finish not hug me~.”

Or he's gonna erk me about being soft.

“I can't go all in out the gate without some buildup, my guy. I'm not some dime-store porno with a cheesy plot like I can't pay the pizza boy. You want me to help you? Then you keep that smack to yourself and enjoy a full-on experience as I paint you a mental picture of how I would please you!”

Okay brain, you could've run that by the thought filter before letting me blurt that shit out like a moron!

“Fuck...sweetheart...”

He shudders a bit heatedly.

“You don't know what you do to me~.”

Roll with it! Talk him through it!

“Do you like that? Do you like knowing I want to please you~?”

“Oooh yeah. I want to please you too~.”

He groans into a series of whimpers.

“K-Keep going, sweetheart...”

“I want to smother you in kisses and touch you all over. I want to run my fingers through your hair and straddle your lap. I want you to know, nay...I want you to feel how much I want you~.”

“Oohhhh fuuucck!”

That moan...So loud and deep...Warmth comes flooding back into my system.

“Please, sweetheart, please, touch me...I need you...I need you to touch me!”

A shivering shudder escapes me and I bite my lip too little too late...he heard it.

“Oh? What was that~?”

I don't think I've ever blushed harder in my life.

“Heheheh...So you're into this kind of thing? Is little Lynn a naughty dirty talking perv~?”

His teasing breaks my filter again.

“You're hot when you moan.”

Things get quiet for a whole minute.

“Lynn...”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Friend.”

“Gah~!”

Wait...WAIT...Did he just...?

He pants, his breathing is shaky yet still heated.

“O-Okay...My...M-My turn now.”

...What?

“What does that mean?”

He settles himself down a bit.

“To paraphrase you...My first act as your boyfriend will be to help you get off.”

Oh, sweet lord!

“But I'm not...”

“Hush, love. Í͡͠ C͡A̶͜͢N ̵S̨͜͞E̕E̡̧ ̴͜Ţ̧́H̨A̶͞T̡͢.̢ I just know I'm not the only one that's a little touch-starved.”

I mean...He's not wrong. Yet...

“I don't know how. I don't do stuff often.”

“...You're really making it hard for me to not come over and love on you, you know that?”

“Sorry.”

“N-No no no, no need to be sorry.”

He shudders.

“Fffuck, sweetheart, how is it you can get me so hard this easily?”

“You're hard again?! I thought you just came?”

He whines a little.

“I did...Ooooh...Yes, I did...I know I’m desperate and dirty but, fuck, you get me all worked up like a needy bitch in heat!”

Why is this hot? Seriously, brain, why are you telling me this is hot?!

I'm not sure how to respond but he seems to take my pause as a signal to keep talking,

“I want you. I want to worship you. I want to touch you and hear all the cute little sounds I can pull from that sweet mouth of yours before I silence it with my kiss...”

Fuck, that sounds good.

“Every inch of you will be mapped by my touch. I want to learn what makes you quiver with need and what drives you mad with want. What makes you burn and sends your heart thundering like a storm...”

You're doing a hell of a job right now, my guy.

“What would you do to me?”

The question slips out due to curiosity and growing lewdness. But he reacts without hesitation.

“What wouldn't I do to you~?”

Too much.

“I m-mean...As long as you're okay with whatever, you know?”

Nice save.

“But what would you want to do? No judgment.”

“...Promise?”

“Pinkie promise.”

“I...I do have a fantasy.”

“Share please!”

He whimpers, liking my interest in this.

“There's this position I often dream of you in...”

“Oh?”

“You're flat against the bed...”

“Yeah?”

“Face down...”

“Yeah.”

“Ass up...”

“Yeah...”

“I'm pinning your arms behind your back...”

“Yes.”

“I lean down so I can bite that sweet delicious neck of yours...”

“Yes~.”

“And I thrust into you like a wild animal till I make you scream~!”

“Yes~!”

I think something in me broke because nothing has made fire course through my veins like what he did.

“Sweetheart...”

I can't make myself speak, I just whimper in response.

“Touch yourself for me.”

I flinch.

“W-What?”

“Touch yourself for me. Keep going till I get there.”

“Wait, what?!”

The line cuts out and realization kicks in.

Friend lives a good ten-minute walk away and he has a key to my apartment.

Oh, holy fucking ass crackers this is happening?!

I begin to panic and try to keep calm...I do this for too long.

I'm completely unaware of the sound of jangling at my lock and the door swinging open. The soft click of my living room door closing finally snaps me out of it and the soft pitter-patter of footsteps grows louder as it draws closer to my room. It's seconds before he comes into view. Friend stands panting at the doorway, his face flushed from running so hard and he has a slight wheeze as he catches sharp breaths.

“H-H-Hey.”

I sound so meek.

He approaches, staring at me like he's going to eat me alive. He quickly draws near and my tensed nerves try to make me back away.

The next thing I know, he grabbed my ankle and dragged me close enough for him to pin me beneath him, his hands on either side of my head as he hovers above.

Part of me is terrified, yet another part has no fear. The conflicted feelings have me paralyzed.

He suddenly drops and I gasp from fright, he cages me in his arms as he holds me tight.

“I'm sorry...”

I am confused.

“For what?”

“Scaring you. I never want you to be afraid of me.”

I sigh and return the embrace, hoping to reassure him all is fine.

“I could never be scared of you. But maybe don't storm up in here like you're going to kill me next time.”

He chuckles in my ear.

“Yeah...You're right.”

To further make this awkward moment more normal, I scoot out from under him and poke his nose.

“Boop.”

He blinks a few times before smiling.

“You booped my snoot?”

“Your snoot was booped by me, yes.”

His eyes turn into pink hearts and glow, an expression I've always been jealous of that he can make. All mine do is randomly change color to match a mood.

He brings a hand up and cups my cheek.

“So soft...”

His thumb rubs tiny circles that make me purr.

“So lovely...”

His thumb trails down and traces my lips.

“S̸̛O͜ ̶́M̡͜͡I͢͏NE͢͡͏.͢͟”

Weird...He growled that last part so roughly I didn't understand.

He starts inching his way closer, closing the distance till our noses slightly touch.

“You can always tell me to stop. I don't want to make you uncomfortable.”

Even now, with something he wants so close and in his literal hands, he is so careful. As if I shall disintegrate if he moves ever so slightly too fast. I merely smile and hold his hand on my cheek.

“I know.”

Relieved, he hesitates no longer, kissing me soft and slow.

He's so warm.

He pulls back and we just stare at one another.

It's crazy...This is that same boy that used to always push me away when we were younger. And now...Now here he is, looking at me with longing as if afraid I’ll disappear.

“Can I...Can I try something?”

I smirk at him.

“Are you really that eager to thrust into me like a wild animal, huh?”

I've never seen his face get so red, eyes wide as he stammers yet can't make understandable words. I can't hold in my laughter. Picking up on my tease, he wastes no time in getting back at me, knocking me over with merciless tickling.

It's not like I wasn't asking for it. Poke a bear and expect to get mauled. Unlike a pissed-off bear though, Friend doesn't rip my throat out, what he does do is sit up and pull me onto him so that I straddle his lap as I settle down from the giggles.

“Okay...Okay...I admit that was a bit much. I'm sorry.”

“I forgive you, sweetheart.”

I sigh with relief as his hands take hold of my face.

“Friend?”

“You didn't answer me before...Can I try something with you?”

I nod to avoid being tickled again.

“Okay. Close your eyes. And no peeking~.”

“Fine. But no funny stuff.”

“Me? Funny stuff? Never.”

I shut my eyes and feel his lips shortly after, though there is something more to this kiss. He nips at my bottom lip, tugging it gently with his teeth, signaling a request for more than just this kind of contact. I let him have this and part my lips, a move he responds to more heatedly than I expected. The moment he knew my mouth is open, his tongue enters and I'm caught off guard by his messing around with mine. He pauses, making sure I'm okay with this before continuing.

Honestly, it's rather nice. Certainly better than any attention Keagan gave me. When it came to affection, Keagan was selfish, it was all about him and if I didn't enjoy it then that was my problem. But Friend? It's like I'm breathing for the first time. There's real care and consideration. There's intent to please and not just be pleased.

...And I love it!

My arms come up to loop around his neck and I lose my hands in his hair, my fingers combing along his scalp. He softly whimpers into my mouth and I shiver, really liking the sounds he makes. His hands leave my cheeks, slowly feeling their way down along my body till they find perch on my hips and pull me closer against him.

His warmth is so good. I can't help but melt on him. It's so good I don't even mind the stiffening bulge that's pressing more and more into me.

We pull away for air yet something in me wants more. He's unlocked something. Something needy. I guess he really was right about us both feeling touch-starved. Because I find myself trailing kisses down his cheek to his neck and nipping at his nape, the moans this makes him do are so rumbly that they make my lips tingle.

“Oh fuck, Sweetheart! Can we...go further...please?”

He begs in such a needy voice.

“I...I won't be mad if you don't want to...I promise. B-But...can we? Please?”

How can I resist such pleading? Especially when it stirs a want in me that is curious to see how this goes.

“How far is further?”

He shudders.

“As far as you'd let me.”

“Is that so?”

I kiss his nose real quick.

“Let's test what that is then~.”

If the tent pitched under me wasn't hard enough, after hearing that, it presses into me so much I can feel the damp spot from his excitement.

“Oh fuck...”

His hips buck suddenly.

“Oh my fucking god!”

“You okay?”

“I can't believe this is happening!”

I snicker at his cuteness till the grip on my hips moves to grab my shirt. His eyes ask for him and I give him a shy nod before he slowly removes the garment. The look he has, this man is utterly gobsmacked by my surprisingly bare chest.

“You...Y-You're not wearing a bra?”

“In my defense...I was home alone and wanted to be comfortable.”

His hands move to touch my breasts but I tap his wrists to stop him. He gets confused till I tug his shirt. It's a little unfair that I'm the only exposed one. He does get the hint, quickly shedding his shirt and tossing it onto the floor.

“Better?”

I give him a thumbs up and he sighs with a smile before shoving me off onto my back with a smirk. I don't get to be pissed about that, not when he climbs on top of me and pins my wrists down while going to town marking my neck with his affection. Kisses, bites, and sucking hickeys. Each little attentive nip to the sensitive skin pulls the lewdest sounds out of me. And it only gets more intense when he lets one of my wrists go to palm my chest, letting me hold him close as he slowly makes me lose my mind.

“Friend! Oooooh...Fuck...Friend~!”

He chomps down and my back arches sharply, resulting in me grabbing at him to which I end up nabbing his hair...This seems to be the thing that breaks his restraint.

He leaves my neck and returns to kissing me by slamming his lips to mine. This kiss is way more heated than the one we had before. His tongue can't get enough of me, exploring and memorizing every bit. His hands find new targets, one removes my hair tie then digs his fingers into the follicles and the other hand goes under me to drag his nails across my back.

“I want you. I've wanted you for so long...so...very...long...”

With my hands now free, I get to give him a taste of his own touch medicine, letting my hands rub along any and every bit of him that's exposed. He really seems to respond the most when I play with his hair, be it massaging his scalp or giving him a little tug, it gets him groaning as his hips rock into mine.

“Fuck...sweetheart...I want to be inside you...”

My heart skips a beat hearing how needy he is.

“Please, please, I need you...I need you so bad...Please?”

He whimpers more heated pleas as he grinds against me.

“You can tell me no and I'll stop. I'll go home. We don't have to do anything more. You just have to tell me...”

Fuck, the way he's doing it...He's at the perfect angle to drive me crazy...How is he so good at this?!

“Yes.”

He pauses.

“Yes, you want me to go?”

“No, I mean, yes.”

I kiss him roughly and nip his lip.

“Get it?”

I can practically see the smoke leak out of his ear as his brain crashes and reboots to process that. Once realization kicks in, he gets off of me and has a mild panic moment. I'm about to go to him when I hear it...the telltale sound of a jeans zipper being pulled down...then his pants drop. This isn't so bad until I get a good look at the monster he's got down there. Not only is it big, but dear god...It's also pierced!!

“Is that...Is that a Jacob's Ladder piercing?”

He blinks for a moment.

“You know what it is?”

I blush and he smirks deviously while kicking his jeans and boxers off to the side.

“Oh, sweetheart...”

His chuckles make me a little nervous.

“You really are a naughty little thing, aren't you~?”

“My good man, you know very well that I shop at HotTopic and Spencer's. Me knowing what that piercing is should be the least surprising thing.”

“True. True.”

He returns to me and puts his hands on my legs, giving my pants a little tug as to ask for permission.

So this is really happening. We're really doing this. If I want, things can end here. We don't have to go any further. But...I don't want to stop. I like this. I like how he makes me feel. I like making him feel loved. It's why I've gone this far. It's why I'm doing this. It's why I'm helping him remove what's left of my clothes. So now I sit bare to him as he stands naked to me.

“Beautiful.”

“Flatterer.”

“No, I mean it. There's no one like you...”

He moves in and I back up to give him room, though he moves faster than I do, embracing me tightly.

“Sweetheart...You're perfect in my eyes. You're smart and adorable. Everything you do is without a flaw. You are the only one who knows me. Who actually cares about me...You're my sole reason for existing. Without you...I'd have given up a long time ago.”

So dramatic he is. ...But it is nice. Nice to hear how much I mean to someone. It's been so long...

I nuzzle into his hair and he smiles, tightening his hold.

“You're mine, Lynn, and I'm yours...forever~.”

He practically purrs before kissing my collarbone.

“I can't believe this is happening. I've dreamed of being this close to you for so long...”

He leans up, using his tongue to play with my earrings.

“Heh. Having fun?”

“Just indulging myself is all.”

I snicker before being made silent...his hand is touching me down there. When did he move to do that?!

“Mmmm...Something wrong, sweetheart?”

I shake my head, trying to focus on not trembling so much. I can almost feel him smirk against me. The way his fingers just ever so faintly skim over the lips and slit is enough to make me writhe against him.

How...How does he make my body do such things?!

“You're squirming. Do you want me to stop?”

“No...Just...I'm not used to this. It feels a little...weird, I guess? S-Sorry.”

I look away and miss the dark expression he gets.

“HE made this weird for you...Didn't he?”

It takes a moment to register that but I don't get a chance to respond. Friend's finger dives inside and all thought shuts down for me as he starts pumping the digit around to the point he's knuckle-deep.

“A deadbeat incel like HIM only wishes he could know something so amazing like this. But HE never will. No one will. No one can be with you like this but me. You...Are...M̶͟I̷͢N̵̸͜E͡...My love!”

The finger curls into me, finding a spot that makes my jaw drops and I cling to him as if my life depends on it. This at least gets his attitude to revert back to being normal. This isn't the time for such malice.

“Oh? Does that feel good~?”

His thumb finds my clit and my head jerks back fast...slamming into the bed's headboard.

“Shit! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!”

This is just awkward in a funny.

“I'm good. Just a little bonk. I've taken worse head hits. Remember the metal bat incident?”

“The fact you still never went to a doctor for that still freaks me out.”

“Dude, I never when to the doctor for anything. The bat hit, the bike crashes, the broken glass cuts, the dog bite, the screw through my hand, falling out of a tree on my spine, the other time I fell out of a tree...”

“Do I need to be with you 24/7?! Because so help me I will!”

“Oh calm down, you drama queen. You were there for some of that.”

“That doesn't make it better! I shouldn't have been such a slacker. If I was paying more attention then you wouldn't ha-!”

I'm not a fan of him beating himself up. So I figure a kiss will shut that negative dribble up. And it does! But it also rekindles his actions. Though he takes it a little slower this time. Not that I mind. Those nimble fingers of his are amazingly skilled and I'm mewling in his ear much to his pleasure.

“Yeah? Does that feel that good? Poor little thing you are~. And so needy too. You're already squeezing on me.”

It's hard to concentrate on what he's saying, especially when the words “Fuck” and “Yes” are just repeating on a loop in my head.

“Heh...You look so cute, sweetheart. The way you're losing yourself to me is so intoxicating~.”

Feeling more confident, he returns to messing with my clit and my insides tighten up. I also get more vocal, something he really likes. Whimpering breaths and lewd begging moans seem to be his thing.

“Such lovely sounds. That's right. Come undone. I'm the only one who can make you feel this way...”

He adds a second finger and I nearly lose it right there.

“Say it...Say I'm the only one!”

And like a needy bitch, I obey.

“Y-You're the only one...Ah, fuck...F-Friend please!”

“Please what~?”

Oh come on man, don't tease me now!

“P-Please...I'm...So close!”

I must sound so desperate. Then again...He likes that~.

“My sweetheart wants to cum? Heh...Since you begged so nicely, I'll grant your wish. So cum for me!”

There's some adjusting on his end before I feel three fingers enter to work me over and the remaining digits ceaselessly fondle my love button. My back begins to arc almost painfully, allowing him to use his other hand to clutch my heaving chest, teasing and pinching at the pleasing mounds. All this stimulation is making my toes curl. My panting reaching higher and higher octaves as my senses turn up to levels unknown.

“Cum for me, Lynsie~.”

I don't know how he did it, but I won't dare question it, the utterance of such a command caused the infernal need in my core to explode, and the next thing I know the world itself as I register it is gone. All there is to my senses is a white light in my vision, the muffled sound of my breathing, and a numb sensitive tingling throughout my being. I shameful whine at the removal of his fingers, missing his touch instantly, a sound that only makes him chuckle.

“Good girl. You did so well, sweetheart...”

He sits up, spreading my quaking legs further apart with one hand as he licks his other hand clean of my release.

“Mmmmmm...You taste so good. So sweet~.”

Whatever you say there, buddy.

“I suppose I can forgive you then for not touching yourself when I told you to. Getting to make you cum was a far better option.”

That's nice.

“But now...Now it's my turn~.”

Slowly things begin coming back to me, just in time to see him pressing closer and lining himself up at my entrance.

“It shouldn't hurt as much after that. But if it does, you let me know, okay? I want this to only make us both feel good.”

My limp noodle arms attempt to reach out for him, making him smile and he interlocks his hands in mine. Slowly he eases himself inside of me, relaxed muscle and slick release allowing him to sink into my depths with no resistance. He fills the empty space so well, and the way his piercings rub my walls, oh lord I nearly orgasm again when he hilts himself completely.

“Oooooh...Fuck...Fuuck...”

For both our sakes he waits for a moment in case I need to adjust to his size. No lie though, him just being inside and throbbing into me is the most arousing thing to me. I can't help the involuntary clenching down around him, yet his face contorting in utter bliss and the drool seeping out as he bites his bottom lip is so worth it.

That's because of me. I'm making him feel that good from just this. ...And I fucking love it!

“I...I'm going to move now. Is that okay?”

He sounds like he's barely holding himself together. As if any moment now he'll lose his shit. Probably doesn't help that I keep squeezing him.

“Y-Yeah~.”

Loopy. That is the only way I can explain how I sound.

He pushes my weak hands back and holds them down by my head as he takes his mounting stance. He painstakingly pulls back till the head is all that's in, his piercings dragging across sensitive zones, and my back arches sharply with a groan. He throws his head back in a series of incoherent pleasure-induced nonsense before pushing himself back in fully, eyes fluttering as they roll into the back of his head. This is the pace he keeps for a bit, slowly getting us both delirious off the delicious friction, but then he picks up speed to start thrusting and that's when things get wild.

“Friend...Aaah~! F-Fuck...Please...Please don't stop~! Don't s-stop!”

“Yeah? Do you like this? Do you like me fucking you? You want me to fuck you like the little slut you are?”

Okay...I figured he was into dirty talk but I guess this is another level.

He lets my hands go and leans back, grabbing my legs then bringing them up to my head. This new angle allows him to penetrate me even deeper. He is very lucky that I'm flexible and double jointed or this would be having me scream in pain instead of mind-melting ecstasy.

“Yes! Yes! God, you feel so amazing! Can you feel it too, my love? Can you feel just how much I've longed for you? For this moment? I've wanted this for so long...I've wanted you to be mine and mine alone...And now you are!”

His hands leave my legs but now he wraps his arms around me, locking them in place as he slams into me over and over again with the vigor of a man possessed. I am broken. A shambling mess beneath him and at his mercy. His sweet relentlessly demanding mercy!

“You're loving this, aren't you? You like my dick inside you. You like me fucking that needy hole of yours. God...You're so fucking tight...Keep squeezing on me, you dirty girl!”

I'm going to burst! I'm overheating, my ability to think is gone, I can't make coherent speech, I'm panting rapidly enough that two different tones are coming out, and my insides are so tense that I won't be able to last much longer. Especially as he keeps jamming that impressive length into spots that have stars blurring out my sight. Then again, he doesn't seem like he has much left before he's spent too.

“You're gonna cum for me? Gonna cum all over me? Oooooh cum for me, sweetheart...I want to see it. I need to see you do it. Do it, Lynsie…Cum for me~!”

With just a few more bucks of his hips, my body does as he wishes. I scream his name as the coil inside my core snaps, my muscles twitch and tense in his hold while my senses go into overload trying to slowly fizzle out.

Now it's his turn. His thrusting becomes erratic as my walls clench on him in a vice-like grip, attempting to milk him for his release. Drool trails down his chin as he snarls through his harsh pumping.

“Yeah, that's it! Take it, sweetheart! I'm gonna fill you up so much! And you're gonna take it all~!!”

A few more deep delves into my depths are all that is needed for him, he groans so loudly in my ear and floods me with his warmth. My quivering insides drink his essence. Such heat is rather soothing actually. And there's so much of it that just shoots into me in loads.

Thoroughly exhausted, he can barely move, only managing to yield his death grip on my body and let my legs fall back down. I wince at the soreness of being bent like that for so long and receive apologetic kisses on my neck.

“I'm...I'm sorry. Was I too rough?”

“N-No...You good...Me just tired.”

The cool air of my room can at last be felt, making me shiver and snuggle him. He smiles, weakly getting the blanket edges and covering us as best he can before cuddling into me.

“I'm not too heavy, am I? I'm too spent to move off of you. ǪR̢ ̶̀O̕͜Ư̸T̡͜ O̡F͡͏ ̶̧͜Y͏͜O̢͝U.”

Mmmm...I don’t know what he said, but that deep growl is so pleasant.

“You're fine...Not heavy at all.”

He sighs blissfully.

“I can't believe this actually happened...”

I put a hand on his back and rub along his spine, making him purr.

“I've wanted you for so long...”

I wonder how long I'll stay awake. He’s so warm. And his voice is so melodically soothing...like a lullaby.

“And now you are mine.”

He kisses my lips for the quickest of moments and I coo wearily.

“I love you so much. And knowing that you feel the same...It makes me so happy.”

He puts a hand under my head and kneads my scalp, making my eyes close in contentment.

“Love...you...Friend...”

“That's right. You love me and I love you...We will be together...Forever and ever~.”

I cave in and pass out shortly afterward.

Only to be startled awake when the realization hits him.

“I forgot the condom!”

#see thru need a friend #yandere #stnaf #stnafgame #friend #seethruneedafriend #seethruneedafriendgame #see thru need a friend game #18+#Lynn

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ziskandra · 10 months

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10 Songs on Repeat

Tagged by the lovely @v-arbellanaris & @galfrey to put the "on repeat playlist" on shuffle and share the top ten results, then tag ten people to do the same! (Using YouTube links for better accessibility/the occasional banger music video.)

Hate Me - Nico Collins Got both feet on the edge Are you gonna come and save me? I'll take one final step All you have to do is make me If you ever walk away I won't think twice I'll go bye, bye, bye

i love you but i don't like you - Molly Moore Stuck in a cycle Where did the time go? Used to be on top But down we spiral

3. BLAME IT ON THE KIDS - AViVA You played games but we can forgive put down the knife put down the knife

4. Serial Killer - Moncrieff x Judge You say you hate me in the morning Could take my life without a warning But I know, I know, I know it ain't true 5. Alive - Lyell x SkyDxddy Answer to the calling of the fallen, let me see if it bleeds Only here to haunt you and exhaust you, can't you see?

6. Foundations - Kate Nash And every time we fight, I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't 7. cult leader - KiNG MALA So charming, it's alarming I'm hurting everybody that I know Lead the masses from the ashes I want power and I think it shows 8. I Don't Take Insults Lightly - Madds Buckley I’ve got one goal Purge the sickness from the whole Two words You could apologize or you could get hurt 9. Borderline - Nico Collins I'm in purgatory Middle of the story Pulling back and forth from surrender and glory All the pressure internally It could very well be the death of me 10. Timebomb - Nico Collins Too little, too late, you'll never change Some of you born and some of you made Wearing that armour to charge at the world 'Cause under that skin is a scared little girl

tagging: @druckkugelschreiber, @darethshirl, @jake-marshall, @fergus-cousland, @fivekoboldsinacoat, @ithoughteventheboneswoulddoot, @solstheimart, @genedar, @breadedsinner & whoever else would like to do this but hasn't done it already!

#tag memes #one of these songs is not like the other lmao #guess which one.....

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absolutebl · 2 years

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Similar to the mame question- I, seeking some clarification about 2moons. How to watch, why is there cast change? I keep seeing about “passing” a couple that is now in triage???

I’m confused.

What Happened With The 2 Moons Franchise?

How to watch? Last I checked both 2 Moons & 2 Moons 2 were available on YouTube.

First thing to know, 2 Moons is probubly one of the most popular y-novels ever written. It's responsible for the freshman popularity contest trope, the pink milk trope, and the clear umbrella trope in Thai BL. It features 3 couples and 2 friendship groups. Older boys, 3 of whom (Pha, Kit, Beam) are best friends and medical students (the wild doctors), and one who is an engineering outsider (Forth). And the 2 younger boy besties (Ming & Yo) who enter university and the moon popularity contest and cause a sensation.

Second thing is, as of its 2017 release 2 Moons original was the first genuine sweet high production Thai BL, it had none of the bully harshness of SOTUS and none of the messy high school soapyness of Love Sick or Make it Right.

The character couples are:

PhaYo - the leads, pining since high school, mutual crush, stern older and innocent blushing maiden pure boi, first played by GodBas then by BenEarth

MingKit - the best friends of the above, the player flirt younger man (Yo's bestie) and the sharp harsh older boy (Pha's bestie) first played by KimCop then by JoonNine AKA J9

ForthBeam - these two are friends-to-lovers, one-night-stand, pick-up couple (initially Forth wants Yo) and the highest heat of the couples, first played by TaeTee then by PavelDome

The differences between the 2 installments?

2 Moons 2017 - focuses almost entirely on PhaYo with only a little bit of flirtation between MingKit and no ForthBeam really at all. PahYo get together but it ends on a cliffhanger.

2 Moons 2 2019 covers EXACTLY the same ground as 2 Moons only faster (lie cliffs notes) but then adds to the story and significantly expands on the side dishes. Both MingKit and ForthBeam get completed story arcs. PhaYo get together but end on a cliffhanger... again. Since I couldn’t really care less about PhaYo, but I love ForthBeam, this is my favorite.

Unless you really like the PhaYo dynamic and prefer those actors (I do think they are a better PhaYo) you can skip the first installment and just watch 2 Moons 2. Although the fan subber for the original, PinkMilk, is very cute with the commentary. And you might want to watch to familiarize yourself with the side actors (more to come on them).

Why the Cast change?

2 Moons - first installment, features Bas and God in the lead roles. The cast fell apart (mismanagement? studio conflict? inability to handle the fandom? all of the above?) It was early on in the Thai BL industry days so *shrug* God was already popular and well known, so he could walk away.

I think this crisis is partly responsible for the Thai studio obsession with casting unknowns in BL roles going forward (the studio has more power). The flip side was the pair branding thing which is basically code for: the boys know what they are in for and are OK with it so long as they are together.

2 Moons 2 - fell apart also, again we aren’t sure why, but there were accusations of bullying, mismanagement, actor abuse and a lot more - the director’s follow up BL Call It What You Want (which, like Lovely Writer takes the BL industry to task) is rumored to be a commentary/expose on 2m2. He also directed the documentary BL: Broken Fantasy.

The Actors - 2 Moons

The original Pha, God, left the production for unknown reasons. (rumors suggest he did not like the IRL shipping drama) God was a very popular model before he got the role and continues to be a popular actor in Thailand.

The original Yo, Bas, went on to become a staple of Star Hunter and has been in a number of BLs. He's been paired with various other actors (Dun in Gen Y, Perth in Tell, etc...)

The original MingKit went on to become BL power couple KimCop:

They actually seem pretty cool as a pair. They’re supportive of queer advocacy, co-brand in a classy way, but are pretty restrained about everything. They’ve gone on to anchor multiple BLs at this juncture and don’t seem to be stopping anytime soon. Copter identifies as gender non-conforming, they/them.

The original ForthBeam weren’t really depicted as a couple at all in the series but then they did a microfilm together, Triage, which everyone got very excited about. Fortunately for us, that microfilm got made into a full length show (airing mid 2022). They don’t seem to be showing any signs of pair-branding though.

The Actors - 2 Moons 2

The PhaYo pairing - Earth & Ben definitely had a rift. Ben doesn’t seem to be around/interested in the industry anymore, Earth is appearing in My Secret Love.

The MingKit pairing - J9 were clearly very close friends, but Nine is half Chinese and has gone to China to become a Cpop idol. Joon joined GMMTV and just starred in Star in My Mind.

The ForthBeam pairing - Pavel is supposed to have a new BL this year and Dome was rumored to have one as well. I don’t think we will see them together as a pair again. Pavel is particularly industry savvy and intentional in his marketing, I don’t think co-branding is something he’ll actively pursue. Although he’s happy to play the game for promo.

(source)

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