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— OKAY FUCK TUMBLR, 'm movin' back to hellfits. 'm gonna change that @ to deviltoys, 'n have this as a link/archive account.

here's a directory of upcomin' @ changes just so it's easier to follow. these are final just yet, so if you can't find an account, don't worry!

hellfits - ( deviltoys ) new blog

deviltoys - ( devilslinks ) new links/archive

actbads - ( hellfits ) new ask blog/personal

#𓌗 . rambles

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milf nessa

— YOU MFS ARE LITERALLY JUST TORTURIN' YER'SELVES AT THIS POINT; HAYDEN ARE YOU INSANE?? DID YOU JUST WILLIN'LY SEND ME, MILF NESSA, WITHOUT THE FEAR OF CONSEQUENCES.

because i will impregnate her 'n make her into my own personal mommy. i will literally knock her up every nine months, i do not care— she'll be forced to take it easy on down the gym leader bullshit because she will be carryin' my child.

or even better, makin' poor lil' nes' have an affair. let me fuck my babies into her womb while her unsuspectin' husband still has the notion that 'm some babysitter. kids are a tough feat, especially fer' nessa who has to balance her family, modelin', 'n bein' a trainer all in one. her husband's situation isn't any better, he's barely even around as is. 'm just doin' my duty as their caretaker, helpin' their gorgeous mother relieve all that stress she has built up by blowin' her back out; right under his nose.

#& . hayden!

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Ok but have you considered watching Nessa cry over a mouthful of cock, but she keeps whining whenever you try pulling out so you just fuck her throat?

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— PLEASE, 🦇 ANON. YOU ARE LITERALLY FEEDIN' US NESSA ENJOYERS, FUCKKKK.

do not tempt me with more nessa throat fucking. you just know she has skills when it comes to oral— she knows exactly how to kiss it in all the right places, suck on all the right veins, 'n lick the tip just right; fuck.

whiney nessa is what fuels my brain, she can't decide whether she wants to repent you fer' draggin' yer' fat cock along her throat, or keep gulpin' down as much as humanly possible. you have to keep checkin' on her to make sure her windpipe isn't all stopped up, she hasn't detached from yer' cock fer' hours 'n it's a bit concernin' how needy she is fer' every last drop of cum in yer' chubby balls. just wanna watch her cry, become dependant on this dick; so attached that she can't go a day without milkin' me fer' all 'm worth. pretty girl who looks even prettier sobbin' fer' more cock. the moans cocktailed with those shimmerin' tears of hers, you can see exactly why she's so popular in the modelin' world.

#& . 🦇 anon!

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Messa thoughts... she probably looks so cute when she's overstimulated n crying

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— 🦇 ANON, FUCK.. please, i just got off work. 'm gonna loose it. i just wanna see her cry, ruin that pretty lil' make-up she's got on, f'me. imagine nessa with messy mascara? all the lil' charcoal highlights bleedin' from her undereyes, down to her cheeks until you can make out each individual trail of tears that's dripped down fer face. thighs shakin', body tremblin' under me as she pleads like her life hangs in the balance. but i can't even begin to make out a word she's babblin' while she slurs all over my cock; so how will i know when to stop? i guess she'll just have to take my fat dick like a big girl, where's all that confidence now; all washed away as soon as her belly holds my heavy cock. just want my princess to cream all over my dick while her convulsin' cunt milks me dry, is that too much to ask? 😔

#& . 🦇 anon! #🦇 anon i love you

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bet nessa has some real soft thick thighs 🤤

— NO, NO KEEP GOIN' ANON BECAUSE I THINK ABOUT THIS EVERYDAY 🛐 YOU ARE SO RIGHT. she just has the smoothest, most delicate thighs, the absolute perfect canvas to litter 'n adorn with all sorts of bruises 'n crescent shaped indents. YOU COULD GET LOST IN THEM, SO PRETTY. i bet they're sensitive as hell too, she probably gets so whiney with all the attention they're receivin'— all hot 'n bothered from the little kitten licks 'n rough sucks.

#& . anon

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Nah cause the animation for when she throws the pokeball is Too Much and YET its so sexc??? Like, miss ma'am is doing a split whilst standing like its no problem. Her thighs are just so good akdhskbd

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— NO, LIKE RIGHT?? HELLO? like okay, show me more, thank you 😁. I WISH THEY GAVE HER A COOLER DYNAMAX ANIMATION LIKE THEY DID RAIHAN, BUT STILL SHE'S SO HOT 🙏

now i want to write about her thighs, but we all know who's gonna get his ass beat up if i do 😒

#& . 🦇 anon!

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ur kinsa fruity

— HELP, THIS IS THE BEST THING IN MY INBOX. YA' DON'T SAY ANON? 😭

#& . anon #fruity kevin 😰

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They're just jealous of Nessa's gorgeous thighs 🤭🤭🤭

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— oh my god, 🦇 anon. I WAS HOPIN' SOMEONE WOULD MENTION HER THIGHS, LIKE HOLY FUCK. THE ENTIRE ANIMATION BUDGET FER' THAT GAME WENT INTO HER HIPS. her thighs are just so 🤭 let me mark them, please?

#& . 🦇 anon! #🦇 ANON I LOVE YOU #YER' SO FUCKIN' COOL #MWAH

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— no thoughts, just slappin' a dynamax band over your cock. the curiosity of the outcome was more alluring than the safety of your body; so it's a pleasant surprise to discover that there's no negative effects whatsoever. just you and your humongous cock and perfectly hung balls that all the gym leaders thirst over; they practically drool at the sight of you every chance they get. it's like a little harem of needy sluts who are so dickdrunk that even regarding your past relations with them, they're totally whipped for you.

it's just fate that you've managed to gather up all the leaders across the galar region. they're all in one place at last, scuffling over who gets to be the first one to test your hungry cock. of course, being the kind soul you are have no choice but to let them all get a sample, no? who wouldn't. leon is the first to volunteer as the others rebuttal and voice their displeasure— he keeps babbling about the fact he's the champion and that he should be first served. all the while you stretch and fill him full of the delicious, white cum he so desperately mewls for while he's pressed against your sultry hips, bodies snapping together with lewd slaps of the skin.

after it's all said and done, and your little groupies are stuffed to the brim, just as they pleaded. they pop the notorious question; a must ask for any lot of people battling for someone or something. who's pretty hole was your personal favorite, who would you choose to serve you above all else? oh how obvious the answer to their selfish inquiry was— you wasted no time before the long anticipated answer was revealed. it hurt your heart to see various the expressions of defeat and shattered hearts as the array of cult-like gym leaders shamefully resumed whatever consumed their afternoon before they payed your invitation a visit. but it couldn't be helped, one hole was so much more desirable compared to the ones layed out for you to use up whenever you pleased.

“oh? who did i prefer? how could i resist you.. ___”

#𓌗 . rambles #I MADE THE CHOICE UP TO THE READER #because we know damn well i would've been flamed 😒 #if i chose who to end it on

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— brat!nessa who doesn't wanna listen to you because she has the mindset that she's superior to you. she's tough as nails and her confidence is like no other, of course she isn't gonna bow down without a bit of a struggle. she's completely trampled you in every battle you've engaged in her with, why would the bedroom be any different? that is until you put your poor princess in her place. even while you have her on cloud nine, eyes rolled back as your hips buck into that positively, wet cunt— she has the most bitter pout 'n sour glare glossed over her face the entire time. HEAD FULL, GRRRR.

#𓌗 . rambles #c . nessa #bark bark #brat!nessa lives in my head #brainrot for this girl so hardddd 😩

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I keep thinking about Kabu... do you have any nsfw thoughts on he

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— HE'S JUST SO.. MM. i love dilfs so much 'n he gives off dilf vibes, you don't even understand; i just love breakin' down a pretty lil' dad, wonderin' how his kids would feel with that knowledge that their precious daddy is gettin' his back blown out by a younger guy. literally just that headspace with kabu.

you know he's into temperature/wax play— fire type gym leader with an infatuation fer' melted wax poolin' over his burly, hairy, dad chest? yes please! i would just love to break someone like that, embarrass such a strong-willed man on regional television, fuck. just imagine all the lil' fire type trainers, idolizin' 'n cheerin' mr.kabu on, just to find out via some sort of news outlet that he's nothin' but an old, ruined cocksleeve.

he's such a kinky slut too, you know he masks his sensual fantasies with that persona he has.

#& . 🦇 anon! #c . kabu

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Bro Nessa sexc af, you got good taste

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— ANON, AM I SEEIN' THIS RIGHT?? an ask regardin' nes' that isn't my lovely mutuals flamin' the hell out of me? thank the lord, man; she is so fuckin' fine it hurts 😭 thank you, nonnie, finally someone with some taste around here, smh.

#& . 🦇 anon!

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# 𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗔 !

— 𝗖𝗟𝗨𝗕 𝗙𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 | 𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗔, 𝗧𝗢𝗣 𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥.

wc; ( 3.2k )

synopsis; your best friend, raihan and you find yourselves eager to get intoxicated in one another's company. what better place than a night-club, dim lights, the overwhelmin' musk of the various alcoholic beverages; it's every guy pairs wet dream. that is until raihan gets shit-faced and excuses himself to the restroom while he pukes up his spiked guts. only to return to watch his sister take you balls deep, down her throat.

a/n: no brain, only nessa and her magical throat 🤝

warnings. MINORS DNI, NSFW CONTENT, family!au, raihan and nessa are siblings, club sex, intoxication, dirty talk, the name princess, deep throating, oral (m receiving), throat bulge, throat fucking, cum eating, flirty!nessa, jealous!raihan, exhibitionism, voyeurism.

euphoria.

that was the only word that came mind when raihan and you got involved in recreational activities like you did. galar was a go big or go home type of region, and the two of you stayed true to that motto. the itchy, messily thrown together suits that matched all the way down to the type of socks you had on— the overexcessive amounts of booze, and the loud music which just barely drowned out the fits of laughter and discussion littered throughout the packed club. as soon as the doors opened, flooding your senses with nothing but the sickly sweet, aroma of sex and other intoxicating chemicals; that's how you knew the had night begun.

the two of you had been indulging, before you arrived on the scene— time seemed to blur together with head-spinning speeds or come to a full halt at the worst of moments. you don't even know how long you'd been locking eyes with the transparent shapes and manufactured blurbs dancing across the wall a good, twenty, maybe thirty feet adjacent to your seat at the drink counter. the weight of something too heavy for your alcohol infused mind to register until the bar hostess was practically brewing with irritation at your non-compliance with her attempts to have you regain control of your dazed state; sat lazily in-between your pointer finger and thumb, respectively.

hell you don't even remember waddling over to the bar with the company you had brought with you. but you didn't mind, the painfully challenging to recall memories mattered not when there was already another drink swirling around the rim of your shot-glass. raihan's shifty frame wiggling in and out of your peripherals as you tug the half-empty cup to the skin of your lips, craning your head back to knock down whatever liquid remained at the bottom. the delicious burn of toxins coated the lining of your throat, trails of steamy fluid leaving their mark as the mystery liquor made it way down your esophagus. whatever it was, it packed a punch and wasted no time forcing your lips to curve into a bitter sneer— eyebrows shadowing your face in a sour demeanor, as you used the hem of your suit sleeve to whisk away any spilt mixture that tarnished your cherry red lips.

you hardly have the chance to open your mouth for a second time to address the swaying body, huddled closer the counter than it is to your own. raihan is a total mess, loopsy, and feverishly hot skin to compliment— he's stained a harsh, sickly green against his natural melanin tone. doubling over in either pain or the sudden flow of too many drinks pooling in his system; whatever the emotion he was enduring was, he wasted not a second longer before hustling off into the large gathering of people. disappearing before his lips could slur the final word, missing from his dialect.

“hh..h fuck- my stomach is gonna explode, i'll catch you-” his gravely tone churning into the backdrop just as quickly as he initiated the conversation; the familiar hum of lyrics to a song you couldn't quite place your finger on replaced whatever words raihan had previously gargled out before dashing off towards the public restrooms.

your head feels like it weighs a metric ton this late into the night, threatening to tumble forward as if your neck had lost any and all of it's support. your eyelids pulling down roughly over your eyes like window shades before the sudden wave of loneliness hit you like a truck. fiddling with the collar of your dress-shirt was entertaining enough to fill the void that was the now empty stool, where your best friend once resided. but that quick fix subsided rather easily and the once overwhelming presence of boredom had returned to take a seat.

and then, so did she.

“shit, rai- back so soon? you alright?” your vision was foggy and adorned with blurry bits here and there— but it was still evident enough to make out that, whoever was indeed now in your friend's seat, was not the person you had chauffeured to the club with.

“damn, do i really look, that bad? it's me, y/n. the painfully better looking sibling. what did that idiot put in your drink?” the speech is followed by a laugh. it was a warm and inviting chuckle, one that seemed to relax every muscle in your liquor tense body the moment she parted her spit silken lips. you had been in her company earlier that evening, which made it a tad easier for your incoherent mindset to process it. but nevertheless it was hard not to distinguish who the women paying you a visit was at this point, even if you hadn't engaged with her previously; nessa was infamous for those enchanting looks. and in your dumbified state, those gorgeous navy locks tied together by aquamarine highlights were one of a kind and stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the room of normal presenting citizens. though your brain didn't want to pick-up any of your surroundings, you found it quite easy to fawn over her in that ebony dress and the way it hugged her curves in all the right places.

“fuck.. nes' when'd you get so.. so.” you couldn't even find the energy or hell, the words to cough up the remainder of the sentence, you were so taken aback by how stunning she was, even behind your bleary, drunk eyes. but nessa wasn't oblivious— you were sure she had picked up the hint you had layed out so bluntly, and the warm palm slowly inching up your clothed thigh secured that suspension for you.

“not even so much as a greeting? you didn't even buy me a drink first; asshole.”

her words are firm, yet so light hearted at the same time; but just enough to set your arousal over the edge. your headspace so vulnerable to teasing that you're certain she knew what she was doing to your conflicted mind and body. her sly fingers are enough to coax you to shuffle your bar-stool closer to her's— not a single word wriggled around your throat in response, instead the tangy after-tase of alcohol still heavy on your tongue distracted you and you were sure the whole bar could acknowledge your intoxicated musk.

her features held so many different emotions at once, as she pryed you for a reply— trying to tell you each one obscured behind that pretty face, way too quickly for you to decipher. her brows furrowed quizzically, one tilted slightly higher than the other as her half lidded doe-eyes stared up at you like prey at a final stand off with their predator; just humbly surrending their body to the circle of life.

“hah, you're one to.. talk, nes' just because 'm out of it- doesn't mean my numb skin can't feel your heavy hand toying with my waistband.” the both of you swiftly changed direction, heads leering down at nessa's free hand. you were infact correct, you observed as the woman swirled shapes into the expensive leather of your belt. pulling bits between her fingers now and then as she silently struggled with the metalic buckle. your groin swelled tightly, gripping your boxers closer to the fat bulge behind your suit pants; it would take an idiot not to take notice of the wrinkled fabric secured around your aching dick. her skin felt like a furnace, contrasting your slightly cooler temperature— but with her body pressing so desperately to yours, you were sure the warmth from her melted over onto your feverish flesh. the damp, sheen of anxious sweat made the fabric of your suit, dewy. sticking slightly against your hellish skin.

“mm, i guess i was wrong about the greeting part— hello there, you look happy to see me.” not a hint of shame obscured her voice, you're miserably watching nessa shift her weight as she now palms at the mound between your legs. you've seen countless renditions of this night loop in your head, but now that the scenario is a reality; it's agonizing to try to contain your primal urges, face to face. it's a chore not to profess all the vile things you wanna carry out with her, but she's already one step ahead. that glare is dangerous, it makes you feel like she's trying convey that the two of you are already in on something devious.

“let me take care of you.. y/n.”

“let me treat you, nessa.”

the both of you drawl out in what would be perfect unison if your mind wasn't foggy and running slower than usual. you had both finally voiced the elephant in the room, the one which was just positively dripping with thick tension up until this moment in time. you're still squirming under nessa's grip, she can feel you whine and pant everytime she gives your cock a light squeeze between her fingers and it's not long before the two of you are absent from the bar and clawing at one another's linen around the corner. closest to any vacant area within eye-shot. well, as vacant as a small room seperated from the bustling club-life can get.

did you think the night would come to a close with your friend's sister skillfully sucking the soul out of your sloppy cock? not in a million years, but you'd be damned if you didn't want it to end on any other note. nessa fell to her knees before the two of you even made it out of view— planting herself in-between your thighs like she was a trained professional; no flaws in her technique as her tongue slid obediently from her mouth and latches onto the moist fabric masking her mouth's destination. nessa's fingers are long and slender, as they snake up your hips and meet at the belt tangled around your waist. you can feel your cock pumping against the seams of your pants, the uncomfortable sensation making it appear as though you'd rip through the cloth if your cock was imprisoned a second longer.

with the head-splitting atmosphere of the club playlist stretching and stuffing your ears to the brim with fast pitched edm that made your skull pound and jitter. as well as the added hum of the gym leader whispering inaudible nothings against your bulge as she at last pushed your pants down, and past your ankles; material getting caught on the fancy design of your shoes. you felt like you were on the brink of death, but the enticing appeal of hooking up with your best friend's relative kept your iron-will alive long enough to rough it out and pass the irritation that came with being black-out drunk.

your storm of worries fizzled just as quickly as they sprung up, maybe it was the alcohol but you swear this girl had the hands of the divine; you were washed away into infatuation once more. nessa's teeth hike up your boxers until they meet the waistline, pulling down on the hem with a familiar aggressiveness as she relishes in the way your big dick pops to life and looms over her lustful features; all chubby 'n decorated with veins fer' her viewing pleasure.

“shit.. i'm gonna have so much fun with your cock. you wanna make your stupid slut already? my mouth is just asking for it.” the first piece is low and almost voiced as if it was meant for her ears only— but the second half is most definitely directed at you; as she tilts her head to plant a few delicate lovebites along the base of your shaft. fingers looping gracefully around your hilt as she admires the girth you carry.

“fuck..” you hiss, cock twitching violently as you pleaded with sinful eyes. she had barely started her reign over your dick before guttural groans and mewls slid past your lips. the sensation of her tiny tastebuds as they trailed over the little glob of pre-cum that drooled from your cockhead was insatiable. the sudden action sent your hips forward almost automatically, like they instinctively acted on impulse; it felt so right. merely a few inches breached past her lips but there was enough speed and prowess in your thrust to drag a surprise gag from the mouth attached to your dick.

impatience was on the horizon, the buzz from copious amounts of alcohol had knocked down a few pegs. you were now fully aware of the figure positioned at your feet like she was praying for a god, and soon you'd make her chant like she was being fucked by one as well. broad fingers clamped down, squishing both sides of her jaw while simultaneously easing your length deeper, and deeper down her gullet like your dick was her last meal on earth. you throw your head back before letting it fall forward against the wall, watching those desperate dark iris' pool with puddles of lust that seem to be neverending.

“come'on princess, you know how badly you want this-- you gonna let me ruin this pretty throat?” you thumb over her warm cheeks, eyes glossy and threatening to ruin the simple makeup she applied before she arrived. the uncomfortable stretch of her esophagus molding as your cock fills the empty gaps in her throat with every inch you have; is one that isn't unfamiliar to her. dragging your pulsating veins along the dip in her mouth, her tongue greedily laps up any and all of the skin yet to be consumed by her.

“jesus.. fuck, oh fuck. take it, nes'. shit.” your cock fully slips into her, heavy and swollen as it spears her right down the middle; eyes rolling back into her skull as it's just too fucking big. bigger than anything she's previously had inside of her, anyway. your core bleeds with spots of warmth as you take the time to bask in the way every individual wall in her mouth feels as it constricts you almost painfully. sucking you in before she slides you back out of her throat once more; repeating the tedious cylce that has the two of you in a heated frenzy.

despite all the sudden and erratic pain, nessa bobs her head in sync, coaxing you to go as deep as humanly possible. rocking your hips as they snap against her face with every good fuck you give her— watching yourself grow rapidly from the outside of her neck, the moist skin now holding a curved bump near the middle. nessa takes the initiative. removing a hand from one of your thighs, she uses four fingers to lightly push and stroke the bulge; almost as if she was jerking you off while you ravaged her inards.

she knew exactly what she was doing, and it had you riled the fuck up.

you picked up the pace, delirious from the amount of stimulation your precious cock was receiving. with your erection fully encased by her face and your dick bouncing off the gummy walls of her gullet, you could tell her throat was already forming bruises with a throbbing soreness to compliment, time come the morning. your rough hands dig behind the back of her head, hands feeling lost amongst her ocean of hair— beautiful locks just perfect for pulling. you yank her face forward, lowering yours as well to not only established authority but to get your point across to the cockdrunk slut mindlessly slobbering all over your messy shaft.

“mfph-- please, cum.. i want- all!” you can just barely string together what sounds like whines for more— i guess she can sense just how close the knot in your stomach is to bursting because she grips the back of your thighs and tugs them forward with whatever coherent muscle strength she has remaining. just in time for the tension in your core to coil tighter and tighter, the lowerhalf of your body trembling with all the signs of an incoming orgasm.

“does my dumb little girl wanna be fucked, that, bad? hah, fuck nes' what would your brother think?” you mock so cruelly, totally disregarding the fact that there is a slim possibility, raihan is searching for the lost pair. and it just so happens that nessa's poor little brother had been observing for a little over half the engagement. fist wrapped around his pathetic cock, suit collar pulled between his fangs, ocean blue eyes fixated on you; your hip strength, the way you rolled and plunged balls deep into his sibling. his body felt so empty, only riding his high off the two of yours', praying he'd finish before you caught him lurking like a sleaze. it was so unfair, why did nessa get to taste your sultry cock before he did?

you can feel the bass reverberate in nessa's throat as her lips nip at your hilt, impatiently trying to babble out a response adequate enough to your liking. her mind is flying, no correct sense of direction as it attempts to form a reply, but all that breaks past the barrier is a few pitiful mewls. her nose is burried in your pubes and she's lost all feeling in her throat, only motivating her to show off the lump on her neck even more. you watch as your length disappears into the depths of her mouth for the hundredth time that night, hands pushing down the lacy strap of her dress in a last ditch effort to find something other than her hair to latch onto for support. her scalp is on fire and she can only accept the stinging sensation as the roughness of your thrusts increase in magnitude.

the club is filled to the brim with lewd moans and needy pants; those of which included raihan's. every inch of her esophagus is being used— you happily ram your cock down her throat a few more times, your balls were quivering wildly. contracting and spasming, boiling with a fat wad of potent seed all ready to venture inside of her. nessa squeals, feeling a thick bulge travel up the length of your cock, up to the head and straight on her tongue; some spurts flowing down her neck while the rest collected in her mouth. painting her insides a translucent white that would surely stain.

just for good measure, nessa deep throats your empty dick with a few simple strokes; a white, sticky ring forming around the base of your shaft after she detached from your dick. a lewd pop, followed by a line of stringy saliva connected her lips to your bottomed out cock before she ruined the trail by letting her tongue lull from behind her teeth. letting you get a nice overhead view of her empty mouth, watching as the last bits of your load traveled down her throat and out of sight for good.

“god.. such a g'girl. you sucked on my cock so nicely, princess. wasn't that a way to end the night?” a blissed out smile creeps over your face, marveling in the aftermath you caused. you gave the right side of her face a few taps from your cock— dried tears and sloppy makeup tainting her cheeks. cum dripping from the corners of her mouth, as a cocktail of her own spit and your semen coats the back of her throat. it was all one big look of;

euphoria.

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— bruv, last time i indulged in pokemon anythin' was eight years ago, maybe more. 'n i especially dislike writin' fer' females just because i can't find myself attracted to the writin'; BUT GOD DAMN?? when did they start makin' the trainers hot?? last time i checked the only fine ass characters were team rocket 😭 i wanna write fer' nessa so bad, she's my women crush man..

— nessa : pokemon sword and shield ©.

league cards.

#𓌗 . rambles #she a baddie #it's really not fair #i have so many writin' ideas but pokemon is probably the least popular fandom i write for 😔👊 #woman?? fine?? 😨

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fuck it, 'm gonna write fer' this soon; or at least somethin' similar. just wanna have nessa's pussy lips suckin' my cock down like it's her last meal while raihan looms there in disbelief. i wanna have him rethink his entire life up to that point, break 'n corrupt his headspace while he falls into some sort of dark, problem filled hole of desperation. knowin' he can't ever recover from somethin' of this magnitude— while he's forced to take care of his sister's baby. raise a child with his boyfriend that isn't even his to begin with, the overwhelmin' dread is just too much. he can't even bare to look that kid in the eyes, those aren't his eyes; those eyes are the product of his boyfriend 'n his sister.

or hell, continuin' with the family!au theme, bein' raihan's childhood best friend. he knows how insane the feelin's you carry fer' his sister nessa are. you've just been reluctant to express them as such, she's a model as well as a gym leader— what makes you think you have a chance? the next best thing, though? fuckin' yer' best friend's, gapin', greedy hole as some sort of filler till that inevitable day falls. raihan, bein' unfortunately 'n madly in love with a man who's heart already belongs to that of his sibling; happily obeys when you first suggest such the idea to use him up just as you would to the slender body of his sibling. he let's you use his hole while you whine 'n groan about how good nessa's iron hot walls compliment 'n kiss each crossin' vein on yer' dick. but in reality, a heartbroken raihan is gettin' his colon blended 'n packed full of yer' seed behind the blindfold you don. the way nessa's name rolls off the tip of yer' tongue as you selfishly use him fer' yer' own hellish desires; burns. a burn that is accompanied by an achin' chest 'n swellin' throat. but the pleasure reigns all, the pleasure had him lost. daydreams cloud the non-fiction part of yer' brain 'n soon you've brewed up enough confidence to confess, pourin' yer' heart out to nessa as raihan now realizes the only remainin' chance to claim you has been ripped right from his broad, shakey fingers. he never gets to relish in the feelin' of yer' cum, sloshin' around his belly— or even have his moist drool 'n salty tears dance across yer' exposed skin, ever again. he lost to her, 'n he doesn't he have the heart to let loose all the things the two of you did. because he truly, truly does love you, even if yer' heart is in the hands of his sister.

— nah because hear me out, yea'? family!au with leon, raihan, 'n nessa because they're superior to any other trainers. raihan is the unsuspectin' brother to his sister nessa, while their father leon also gets thrown into the mix. the reader gets introduced to the small family circle by his boyfriend; rai. you have to meet the family at some point, no? god was it the worst mistake of his life, 'n he doesn't even realize it yet. poor raihan, if only the model like genetics didn't run in the family. it's not yer' fault his sister is such a snatch, the way her curves compliment the palm of yer' hands so nicely; soft flesh ghosting over the veins that crawl up yer' forearms. or his dumb, himbo father, leon who's plush ass jiggles 'n bounces back against yer' pelvis as you piston yer' cock at the right angles. shunnin' their big family secret, all while you continue to fuck yer' boyfriend 'n his blood relatives in the backdrop because it's just too damn easy. it's not until his sibling tests positive from her pregnancy test does he start to suspect somethin' vile— yet he lays his anxiety aside because yer' fake niceness is too much of a facade fer' him to see through. yer' only helpin' nessa because you care about makin' a good impression right? is that why he found you balls deep in his father's boy cunt, or why the doctor's announced his sister's baby to be biologically yer' own? you wouldn't do such a thing, of course not. yer' just bein' a family man, takin' care of yer' soon to be family in-law. all fer' him, all fer' raihan.

#c . raihan #c . leon #c . nessa #tw . CHEATING !! #tw . ANGST !! #& . breeding kink #& . manipulation #& . impregnation #& . family fucking #& . corruption #& . reader using raihan

[devilslinks]

— nah because hear me out, yea'? family!au with leon, raihan, 'n nessa because they're superior to any other trainers. raihan is the unsuspectin' brother to his sister nessa, while their father leon also gets thrown into the mix. the reader gets introduced to the small family circle by his boyfriend; rai. you have to meet the family at some point, no? god was it the worst mistake of his life, 'n he doesn't even realize it yet. poor raihan, if only the model like genetics didn't run in the family. it's not yer' fault his sister is such a snatch, the way her curves compliment the palm of yer' hands so nicely; soft flesh ghosting over the veins that crawl up yer' forearms. or his dumb, himbo father, leon who's plush ass jiggles 'n bounces back against yer' pelvis as you piston yer' cock at the right angles. shunnin' their big family secret, all while you continue to fuck yer' boyfriend 'n his blood relatives in the backdrop because it's just too damn easy. it's not until his sibling tests positive from her pregnancy test does he start to suspect somethin' vile— yet he lays his anxiety aside because yer' fake niceness is too much of a facade fer' him to see through. yer' only helpin' nessa because you care about makin' a good impression right? is that why he found you balls deep in his father's boy cunt, or why the doctor's announced his sister's baby to be biologically yer' own? you wouldn't do such a thing, of course not. yer' just bein' a family man, takin' care of yer' soon to be family in-law. all fer' him, all fer' raihan.

#𓌗 . rambles #c . raihan #c . leon #c . nessa

[devilslinks]

— 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀.

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— 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝘀.

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