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Help I was talking too much on a discord server about a certain character getting really into the Warrior Cats series while in the library and doing that thing where you "play warriors on the playground" and we were talking/basically rping this situation so fucking much that now my autocorrect has become fucked.
Like, oh no, Adricpaw thinks that Doctorstar has changed since he lost one of his lives fighting the evil rogue Masterclaw. What will become of TARDISClan?!?!?
something that'll always get to me is rachel and annabeth are friends. rachel split with percy and befriended his girlfriend. and all of that must be complicated. and confusing. and messy. like. imagine the possibilities.
This little snippet was absolutely, definitely not inspired by anything irl 👀 Ahem, nope.
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"Uh uh.. not yet, draga."
You let out an arousingly needy whimper. The Lady's voice soft and warm - smooth like whiskey - with such a subtle tone to it that somebody else might have missed the absolute demand behind it. Though, the fact that it cracked ever so slightly when she got to your pet name, only proved that she was just as worked up as you were. But you also knew that Alcina's reserve could far out last yours if she wanted it to.
Another thrust into your aching core and you whimpered again, this time digging your nails into the sheets. The Countess had been edging you for what seemed like hours. A constant ebb and flow of pleasure that had your body absolutely trembling with need.
"P-please."
"Mh.. and deny yourself the honor of coming with your Mistress?"
Alcina smirked as she drove herself into you again, roughly.
"Ah-!" You cried, before letting out a soft sob half whimper. "I'll.. but I can c-come again for you, my lady."
The Countess chuckled at your plea before leaning down, her large frame casting you in a dark shadow.
"You could..." Her breath warm across your ear, a slight hiss to the next words that she gave you. ".. but I told you to wait."
You cursed under your breath and nodded. "Y-yes, Mistress."
"Mh.. that's better."
The large woman hummed in satisfaction before rising to her full height, a flash of crimson and two golden spheres staring down at you. A deliciously wet sound as the length of her cock slowly slid out of you, stretching you around the width of her before it stopped just short, reaching the tip.
"Now..." Her tone almost as dark as the curl across her lips as she readied your hips for impact, the head of her cock throbbing inside your entrance. "Shall we see just how many times I can get you to come for me... my needy little slut."
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OKAY, THAT IS ALL. THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY THIRST TALK ♡
You know how we haven’t seen Buck or Eddie on yellow ropes since season 3? (Eddie cut his rope to Buck in Eddie begins and Bucks yellow rope to Eddie got burnt away in the next episode - the one that got away) And how they haven’t really truly communicated since then - about their trauma most specifically?!
Well what if this yellow hose is a visual representation of that line of communication being opened back up because they’re connected and more in sync that ever - what if it’s actually telling us that line is actually gonna open a flood of communication (hence the hose)?!