#FUUUUUCK this game is so so good

[dangerous-advantage]

top 5 fav colours secondary question what colour would u eat ^.,.^

i could just answer this like a normal person or whatever, BUT INSTEAD, i am not, so here's my "in-depth" analysis for ranking my top favorite colors by overall aesthetic and implied taste.

before we start, honorable mention goes to Rosso Corsa (#cc0000) for being very candy-like and vibrant and just all-around good in general.

5. cornsilk (#f6eccb)

only a few shades away from floral white [#fcf9ee] and medium champagne [#fodfa8], this shade of off-white may seem a little boring at first, but i assure you. this is no "eggshell white." no. no no no, this is a whole shade darker.

this is for every bland, minimalistic room -- white and tan and black with that one fuckin’ accent color. sometimes they’ll switch it up, say, “let’s do something exotic!” and then they’ll exchange their normal white for off-white. but they’re never interested in cornsilk. it’s too “yellow.” but could you really tell? if I used this shade instead of ivory or alabaster or bone, a “cultured” shade of off-white, would you even notice?? would you ever? or would it bug you. how your perfect, pristine off-white wall is just a little too off-white.

i think it would have the consistency of frosting, but just a bit thicker. very creamy, very smooth. the taste? half-and-half or coffee creamer, but with just an edge of some indiscernible yet unmistakable flavor. so subtle, yet just enough to clue you in that something’s… off.

4. oxford blue (#00173d)

so distinguished, yet so uptight. the definition of a blue-collar academic professional. it believed you when you told it playing by the rules would bring it security and simplicity, the comfort of mundanity and impersonal excellence. it followed all the steps. went to school, got good grades, got a college education -- check, check, check.

recently, though, it's been fraying. losing threads around the edges. glasses smudges, white-button-up not done up correctly. dark circles under the eyes. little things, innocuous things. it's been falling behind and staying up late.

close acquaintances start to whisper. "something's wrong." they don't know what. because it's still like it always was, but it's more superficial now. something's churning in the deep. what'll happen when it breaks the surface, i wonder.

it tastes all right. nothing special. cereal and milk, i'm thinking. routine -- maybe honey bunches of almonds?? but they changed the recipe recently, and you're still deciding whether you like it or not.

3. dark green (#001d11)

this is old-growth forests and deep, mossy caves. vines dripping to the jungle floor. it's an old swing in a shaded clearing deep in the woods, where the ropes have been swallowed by the bark. a set of stairs leading nowhere. places that imply stories and memories, now forgotten. monuments to the past that now only hold echoes of lost things.

this is a good color to get lost in. there's a lot of detail here, and lost to explore. it's calming and omniscient, but not intrusive. you just kinda wanna be here, y'know? tracing bark and fissures of moss through stone with your fingers. it's not safe, but it's forgiving.

some kind of baked good or pastry. when you bite into it, it's spongy like cake. it's deceptive -- it's not quite what you expect. a brownie, but somewhat more bitter. dark chocolate, or even fudge -- it's very rich, kinda earthy. you can't eat too much of it at one time.

2. rosewood (#66000a)

i prefer shades of this that are more red-purple, but this isn't a bad representation. i couldn't find the exact color i was looking for, which i'd describe as overripe raspberries. but i do like shades of crimson.

this isn't warning bells and fresh blood. it's after the fact when the thrill of adrenaline has washed away and now you're left with a fresh wound to pick. reassurance that came just a second too late. injuries left to fester.

in fall, when the first snow of the year falls and all the red leaves are still clinging to the maples, sometimes they'll drift down on top of the snow. the contrast is very stark. you want to imprint it into your memory somehow because it stands out in the moment.

this one probably tastes the best to me out of all of the stuff on this list. it has a texture akin to caramel, slow and melty, and sticky. if you've ever read "little house on the prairie," it reminds me of where they make sweets by drizzling fresh maple syrup in the snow. it would be less sugary, though, and more... natural? raspberry jam is a good example.

1. russian violet (#362b4f)

purple -- specific shades of purple of this kind -- has been my favorite color for a long time. i like both the lighter, lavender-blush tints and the more "gunmetal" purples. it's like... december rain, or storm clouds at dusk. out of all of these colors, it stands out to me the most as having a specific smell. kind of like men's cologne, but frostier and stringent? it's not a bad smell, once you get used to it.

there's a certain sense of violence in this shade specifically. you know how the very end of the day turns that shade of blue? this is the equivalent to that. it's presagious, the final warning before night falls. not bruises, it's too cold for that. in winter, when shadows fall on the snow, this color is a pretty good representation.

compared to the other colors on this list, i think it's the quietest, but it holds a lot of gravity, too. eyes on the back of your neck, but when you look around, nothing's there. it doesn't pose any real threat, but you don't know that. it works as a reminder: don't get too comfortable.

paranoia. that's a good representation. it's too dull to be fear and too dark to be anxiety.

taste-wise, texture-wise?? it makes me think of a popsicle or something else cold. definitely fruit. i want to say huckleberry ice cream, but that seems too sweet. maybe unsweetened huckleberry? when we'd go huckleberry picking in the fall, they would stain our fingers red and purple. they're a good balance of sour and sweet. i think that's it.

#asks #ask game #I LOVE YOU FOR THIS /p #user hearty-an0n #<3 #these types of questions are so fuuuuucking good i love answering them EVERY TIME #sorry this took a bit i had to critically think over this even though it is for fun i like taking stuff like this seriously (: #sorry id this is a bit intense but that's just how i'm feeling right now #if you don't want to read this that's completely fair but hey i had fun #tw long post #long post #caps tw #creative writing #ig? #tw blood mention

[wwolflesbian]

I beat the story in the new hitman trilogy and now I'm playing the original hitman trilogy and it is SO MUCH HARDER but I am loving it. I love player disenpowerment and stealth so much dude! each level is a true puzzle and you only have your senses and instincts and AAAAAAAAAA its like so tense and scary I LOVE IT

#when I was sneaking up on someone and they looked over their shoulder it legit opened my fucking mind #the games are not friendly but fuuuuuck they are so good

[wariomolly]

i used to use solitaire app as a stim before i knew i was stimming with it. like i thought i was just obsessed with solitaire.

that shortest win time is 7th in the world hahah

im actually stuck on this level tho!!! i cant fucking solve it and i refuse to give up my 4,707 win streak :(

#that is a good number to end on tho #or i can pay 99c to skip the game and save my streak but that seems so cheaty :( #i wonder if i do that if itll mess up my average time still…. #ive been on this level for 26 minutes fuuuuuck

[toasteaa]

Wait no one look at me, Nier Automata anime streaming now

#toast talks #Ray Chase is not here but fuck it we watch it anyway #FUUUUUCK THE MUSIC IS SO SO GOOD I WANNA PLAY AUTOMATA AGAIN #BANGING MY FISTS ON THE WALL AUTOMATA WAS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL GAME AND THE SHOW LOOKS SO GOOD ALREADY #okay okay I will stop now I promise (I will not stop)

[foxstens]

i’ve experienced three bosses so far and they were all really fucking cool

#my posts #gameblogging #liveblogging blasphemous #you basically start the game with a boss fight #not very complicated it took me like 2 tries but i really appreciate this #then i explored a lil and came across this tree guy who has a cool name #but is actually a pain in the ass to fight because im bad #its mostly just managing your health and knowing which attacks you can block #and which ones you have to dodge #again not too complicated but def a step up from the first #but the one ive been beating my head against for the past like 20 mins #is very reminiscent of the mantis lords and especially the servants from dead cells #it's three women idk if they're sisters and you gotta fight them #while doing platforming at the same time bc there's fire rising from the bottom #and its really fucking cool like holy fuuuuuck #really fucking difficult because they have a ton of health and i do not #but with every boss so far i could feel myself getting better with each attempt #and its such a good feeling #im not even frustrated when i die its just so fun #i love this game :')

[jojea]

incident in shibuya. 193726272 dead. me, dead inside

#what the fuuUUUCK AKDJSJDJ #SO MUCH….. SO MUCH HAPPENED IDK HOW TO UNPACK ALL THAT #ALL I KNOW IS PAIN. AND SUFFERING. AND I TEARED UP A LOT #i knew it would be like that too but not on this scale man what the FUCK #and i thought jojo killed everyone off aldjdj #okay but no i do like how like.. realistic it was with the outcome of this incident? #like there’s barely any plot armor for these characters and there are real consequences of their failure #it was so good. painfully good #rn i stopped around 153? i think #right before the culling games so i’ll get back to THAT tomorrow but right now i suffer thank you #limited edition post

[matrixbearer2024]

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE “GET OFF MY SCREEN” SERIES

I can’t stop thinking about the idea of Reader playing video games and Vox is just watching like it’s a twitch stream and judging their gaming skills and even backseat gaming 😭😭

It’s like my brain is working overtime thinking of this AU

Oh Shut Up Vee!

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: Yeah- I'm pretty sure Vox would literally dunk on the non-gamer Readers out there, hell- he'd probably find our concept of horror games pretty tame compared to what he sees and deals with daily in hell. Though I'm pretty sure Vox himself would backseat game the fuck out of you- he's not that great at video games either. He just doesn't have the time to really get into them aside from the basics HAHAHAHA- I'll still be writing scenarios and just adding them into the masterlist if you guys think of any. As always, I hope you guys enjoy and happy reading!

"Wow, doll- you... kinda suck at this."

"Vox shut up and let me focus."

You cursed under your breath as you continued to mash buttons.

The loud repeated clicking from your incessant spamming kind of made Vox cringe.

He didn't even want to imagine what you'd do to your keyboard when you were fuming-

Your poor controller was just not having a good day-

So... how did you end up like this?

It was another long weekend for you with the back-to-back holidays around the corner.

So of course you kind of spent it doing whatever you could possibly think of.

Productive or not you didn't really care.

In this instance-

You chose to play some fighting games with a friend online.

It wasn't your preferred genre of game, but it was better than boredom.

So you plugged your computer into the TV to get a bigger view of the game-

Only for Vox to end up popping in at some random point in your session.

He could see your game like a stream from his end, moving it to a separate screen so he could still watch your reactions.

You on the other hand had to deal with a slightly obstructive minimized box on the screen at all times.

At least he tried to stay out of the way-

"Aaaaand you're dead again-"

"FUUUUUCK!!!!"

You wanted to chuck your controller into the ground at this point-

But those things were expensive so you just put it down on the coffee table and started violently punching the shit out of a nearby pillow.

"Seriously, you've just got to punch the dude and block- it's not that hard."

Vox had been watching you play for a little over thirty minutes by now.

And you've probably won like... thrice?

Out of twenty matches?

Not a great looking statistic in his opinion.

You glared up at his minimized face on the TV and huffed.

"If it's so easy why don't you face me head on then huh? Coward!"

"Fine, but don't cry if I end up kicking your ass!"

Vox ended up shooting back, already messing with your computer settings to make way for a local player 2.

Of course most games had that option anyway, it just wasn't immediately recognized by the game since you didn't plug another controller in.

Vox wasn't exactly being arrogant this time either.

He knew his way around video games, and given his profession and work-

That wasn't really surprising.

Though, he wasn't an avid gamer or anything like that.

Lord knows he's too busy to even try-

But he wasn't going to be dumbfounded simply because of complicated controls.

So here's the hilarious fine print our tech savvy TV man didn't realize.

You weren't actually a bad player when it came to 2D fighters.

It just so happened that your friend was quite well-versed in that kind of game.

In reality- you were losing because they were just that good.

And it easily showed when you fought against your overlord buddy.

"NOT SO EASY NOW IS IT ASSHOLE?!"

"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! PUSSY!!!"

You laughed upon seeing Vox's minimized face on the TV just glitch and fizzle as he continued to swear up a storm.

Serves him right for underestimating you, but it was still hilarious seeing him just completely lose it after only five rounds.

Well, five rounds where your game character royally kicked his shins in but who's counting?

He continued to just lag and glitch while possibly exhausting every expletive known to the English dictionary.

You on the other hand-

You just calmly and smugly drank some water and watched the chaos.

Who was the raging pissbaby now huh?

It only made you laugh so much harder when his face disappeared off the TV and you realize he'd disconnected.

Bro really just left because he got extremely skill-issued.

You continued to play for a little while longer-

Without any spectators this time-

Before your phone buzzed with a message.

You were initially a little excited before realizing it was just a friend inviting you to go out.

That hope was pretty short-lived.

A part of you kinda wanted it was Vox, and that he would've forgiven you for sort of hurting his ego by now-

Honestly he was asking for it with the backseat gaming earlier so you weren't really sorry-

But it wasn't and you reckoned it probably won't be him for another few hours.

Taking up on your friend's offer though, you figured it wouldn't be so bad to just go shopping or something.

Maybe you could even bring back a gift for your pissy TV companion.

Vox spent nearly the entire day just trying to calm down by throwing himself into his work.

He was so confident he would be able to beat or even match you, only to lose fucking spectacularly.

He slightly wondered if the whole reason he was even this irritated by it was because he wanted to show off to you.

Ya know, make it seem like he had the skills to pay the bills and all that jazz?

It was just a video game but still-

The embarrassment and your laughing at him didn't help.

That and his continued losses reminded him of that one time Alastor bullied him so badly that the entire pentagram city lost power.

He was glad he didn't really get to that point this time, even if he was already on the cusp of it from anger.

His phone buzzed to life from where it was on the coffee table in front of him, snapping the overlord out of his thought train and back to reality.

Vox slightly glared at his phone, he wasn't over his losses quite yet and chose to ignore it.

"Aren't you gonna answer that?"

"I'll get to it later."

Velvette was just sitting on the couch next to him, raising an eyebrow at her colleague's more than peculiar behavior.

Especially when Vox looked at his own phone like it had personally scorned him.

First it was him brushing both her and Valentino off because of some living person who'd apparently caught his fancy.

Then it was him totally careening off the rails when said individual went and got themselves into a relationship.

Eugh- the amount of times she's had to drag his drunken ass into bed otherwise he'd fall asleep anywhere else when it happened-

Not that Valentino helped much, constantly singing a tune of "I told you so" only rubbed salt into the wound.

Only for Vox to eventually be okay again, or at least tolerable and stable.

The fact he kept swinging so far left and then so far right whenever this living person got involved was both hilarious and exhausting to watch.

Velvette tried to pry sometimes, now that Vox had nothing to hide-

Only for him to still be uptight with what he knew and where his stance was.

What a killjoy.

"What if it's your girlfriend?"

The tech overlord just sputtered and looked at the other Vee next to him with a confused and slightly embarrassed expression.

Meanwhile Vel simply had a deadpan at her currently glitching companion.

"I- zZzST- They're n-N-not my girlfriend!!!"

Vox cursed his systems for nearly overloading from just a simple tease.

Immediately glitching and buffering as he tried to calm himself back down.

It wasn't like him to lose his cool so quickly-

That slightly worried him.

"Oh yeah? Maybe stop gushing over anything on your phone and I'll believe ya."

"F-f-FuCk you Velv-vVetTe."

Vox just grabbed his phone and left, heading towards his monitor room with a grumble.

His colleague's words just replayed in his head as he traversed the halls.

Girlfriend...

As fucking if.

It didn't explain why he felt a sense of dejection though.

His phone buzzed again, this time he checked it.

"You didn't reply so I dunno if you saw my message but I wanted to say I just went out for a quick trip to the mall earlier. I'm back home and the computer's connected to the TV again if you wanna talk."

"Yeah, I'll be there in a bit."

Staring at his phone after he hit the send button-

Vox felt a little annoyed with himself for agreeing so quickly.

It was like he couldn't even stop himself from wanting to be near you.

He must've been really just fucked up over earlier.

By the time Vox had connected once again to your TV, you were on the couch messing with something in your hands.

"Ah- Vox! Look, about a while ago-"

"If you're going to apologize because you beat my ass at a game, don't bother. You won fair and square, I just have to get better at it to beat you next time."

"Sooooo... you're not mad?"

"Irritated, but not mad."

He swore he heard you mumble about there not being much of a difference but didn't bring it up.

"Well either way, I made a thing for you."

Vox had to kind of squint to understand what you were showing him.

At first he just thought it was a crocheted mess, just a bunch of tangled yarn and threads.

Though upon closer inspection, it wasn't difficult to notice what it was.

Was that meant to be a plushie in his likeness?

Valiant effort, but was it supposed to look so...

Odd?

"What even is it?"

"Ehhh??? You can't tell? It's you!"

"That's- huh??"

You seemed to pout at his bemused expression, shifting your gaze to the plushie you made instead.

"My friend knows how to crochet so I asked her to teach me, this was the first thing I ended up making."

"Shouldn't you have gone for something easier first?"

"Well yeah, but I wanted to make a gift for you to make up for earlier's fiasco."

Vox's eyes softened, he'd be lying if he said your words weren't endearing to a degree.

And... you got him a gift-

Kind of, he couldn't actually get it but it was the thought that counts.

You wanted to make him feel better because you thought you upset him.

That- that realization made Vox feel a little funny.

When you looked back towards the TV, you were surprised to find the screen tinged a baby pink instead of blue.

What...??

"Cute, still looks shitty though."

Vox's words immediately got you to stop focusing on the color of his face and instead get grumpy.

"Hey, at least I tried!"

You'd probably bring it up eventually, if you didn't forget it along the way from the ensuing word war.

Or, well- maybe it would be wise to forget it anyway.

You've just got to make it happen again.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin vox #hazbin vox x reader #vox #hazbin hotel vox x reader #vox x you #get off my screen series

[honeyshiddendesire]

I’ll Teach You

Warnings: INCEST PLAY (big sis/little brother)! Bimbofication! Slut Training! Vaginal penetration! Fingering! Oral sex! (M) throat fucking/gagging/choking all the works! Praise & degradation kink! Size kink! Older reader! Spanking! Hair pulling! Whore training!

POSSIBLE DARK/DEAD DOVE CONTENT

*you've been warned so don't come for me*

Summary: Eustass was the friend to your little brother, Killer. As you’re on the phone he overhears you complaining to your mom that no one likes you in your class. Confronting you about it he tells you that your mama bluffed so she wouldn’t hurt your feelings but he was willing to help you.

*banner*

“Guys want a slut.”

“That big brain of yours is good for later as a wife but right now … guys wanna see how well you take a cock.”

“Ah fuck- that’s it big sis look at you go.” Eustass had a wicked grin as he looked down at you. Your hair wrapped in his big hands as he thrust into your stretched open mouth. Gagging you with the heavy girth as he pinched your nose for a few seconds before pulling you off to spit in your mouth.

“No idea how fuckin’ pretty you look right now- shit-  this is how you should be everyday.” Rubbing his large hand all over your face to smear the tears, mascara, precum & spit that was there. Smushing your cheeks together roughly making you whimper before he tapped his cock back onto your lips. Rubbing the leaky tip on your lips like he was trying to apply lipstick made of his seed.

“You look wrecked. It’s so fucking hot.”

Opening your tongue right up like he taught you had him barking out a proud laugh. Wrapping your hair in a ponytail he fucked his cock back into your obedient throat. “There we fuckin’ go big sis. That’s what the hell I’m talkin about.”

“Fuuuuuck. If you’re this good at suckin’ dick then I can’t wait to see that pussy game.” Eustass grunted dropping his head back as he put a leg on the couch that you knelt in front of. Putting his hands on the back of the couch he thrust into your throat, pinning you against the sofa.

“Mmphhh!” You gagged against his meaty cock as he fucked your face into the side of the couch. It was hot how he just used your face like he would your cunt. It made you sneak a hand under your skirt, pushing your soaked panties to the side with a muffled sigh.

“You’re such a good listener big sis -fuck- fast learner too. Shit big sis can’t believe you need me teaching you how to be a slut.“ Eustass’ voice was breathy as he fucked into your throat, groaning when he felt you claw his thigh.

Pulling back with a coo he looked at you gasping for air, his heavy cock pushing against your cheek making you whimper. Tongue coming out again with heavy pants, eyes dazed as you looked up at Eustass for his next moves.

“Say what I taught you.” Eustass growled out as he grabbed your hair. Sitting on the couch with you on your knees, hair in his hand waiting on your response.

“P-please use me. I need your cock to fuck me in my slutty holes and fill me full of your cum.” You answer while spreading your legs for him to see how soaked you were. The bold action making him hum with satisfaction, “Good girl. See I knew my big sis had the potential to be the best cock slut ever. Okay, come ride my dick. I wanna see that pussy split apart.”

“But y-you’re so big.” You whimper making him tug your hair to pull you close. “I wasn’t asking sis. You’re my little freeuse slut and that means you hop on and ride me when I tell you to.”

Leaning back he put his hands on the back of the couch lounging as he waited on you. “Besides it’s dick…it’s good for you, think of it like a vitamin. Vitamin D. Ha! Ya need it to live so hurry up and start ridin’.” He barked out patting his thigh.

Standing up you removed the rest of your clothes making him whistle as he spun his finger around. You did a slow turn letting his eyes rake over your body like the piece of meat he wanted you to be. “Pretty one ain’t ya sis.” Eustass teased as he spanked your ass when it was in front of his face.

“Hop on this cock, slut.” He groaned out as he stroked his thick cock, thumb running over his leaky tip. Licking his lips as he watched you climb on top and spread your pussy open. “Yeah, just like that.”

“Nngh ahh! Fuck! Kidd~it’s too big still.” You whimpered with teary eyes as his thick cockhead opened up your wet pussy. “Ahhhh wait Kidd! Too big it h-hurts.” You plead going to lift yourself back up but his calloused hands on your hips pull you down roughly. Thrusting his veiny cock up as he pulls you down flush to his hips.

“Shhhh just take it like a good girl and quit cryin’ sis. Fuck- bimbos do as they’re told. Period.” He growled as he slammed you down on his dick making you scream. The tip instantly slapping into your sweet spot with its slight curve and fat tip.

Kidd smirked when he felt your pussy clench and flutter around him, wetness coating the base of his cock making his mouth water. “Tight little cunt you got.”

Eustass gripped your ass cheeks, kneading and spreading them apart before grinding you on his cock. “Ahhh! Fuckfuckfuck!” You moan out as his tip rolls into your spot. Pulling his hand back before swatting it down on your ass causing you to yelp. Lifting you up to the tip before bringing you back down with a deep moan. Raspy and heavy as he threw his head back against the couch.

“Fuck - I needed this.” Eustass grunted as he manhandled you on his cock, your hands clawing at his massive shoulders. “Men need a nice cunt to bully their stress in- fuck- you were made for this shit sis.” Hearing him praise and objectify you made your body burn in shameful desire.

You felt sexy like you wanted to please him. Knowing that just your pretty pussy is the cure to a man’s rough day only makes you wetter. All those pointless awkward conversations out the window knowing all you needed to do was relinquish control, submit to your slutty side and spread your legs. The realization was incredible and you found yourself bouncing on his cock with newfound enthusiasm.

“Hell yeah get in to it. Lil nerd finally letting go and being the whore she was meant to be. So fuckin perfect. That’s it sis, turn off that big brain of yours until all that’s left is takin dick.” Eustass’ words put you in a trance and you couldn’t help the noises that it caused.

Wet slapping sounds, squishing walls and moans filled the living room as you rode the hell out of Eustass. Thick cock hitting all the right spots till you were throwing your arms around him begging to let you cum. “Pleasepleaseplease lemme cum lil brother please. I’ve been good right? Please let me cum! You can cum inside me too! Please I just need it so bad~!” You begged perfectly for the man, he couldn’t have been more proud of the slut he created.

Taking you and pinning you down to the couch he fucked into your cunt. Legs on his shoulders as he leaned over you, fucking your pussy deeper. Screams leaving you as your back arched. “Yes thank you! I need your cock all the time please~!” Your words weren’t even registering in your brain at this point and Kidd loved it.

“I’m tellin’ ya Y/N you’re a natural. Honestly I might have to keep you for myself. Shhiiit-fuck I’ma cum. Dammit not before you.” Kidd growled as he felt himself twitch. Pushing your legs back till your knees were at your ears he began thrusting harder.

“Eustass! Lil-little brother! You’re making me so full.” You whine and it makes Kidd’s brow twitch.

“No way in hell I’m coming before you nerd.” He grunted as he rubbed your aching clit, fingers rubbing over your quickly with all your slick that dripped out. “I wanna see you squirt on my cock like a good bimbo . Tongue hanging out panting like a little bitch while I’m pumpin’ this pussy full.”

“Anything you want, brother please ~!” Your hands clawing at the cushions with whines and broken moans. “Wanna cum on my cock? Show me what all these guys are missing.” Kidd groaned as he felt your gooey walls tugging him in, dripping to his balls that slapped into you. Sticking your tongue out you stared at him with a pleasing expression he was becoming obsessed with.

“That’s my fast learner.” Eustass smirks as he spits into your open mouth. Enjoying the whimper as you swallow and open back up to repeat it once more. “So fucking good.”

“Cum with me sis. Cum all over your little brother’s big fat cock.” Eustass grinned as he slapped your clit a couple times before rubbing it again.

“Ahhhh haaa nnngh fuuuuuckkmeeeeeee! EUSTASS!”

Eustass bit his lip to cover up the whimper that left him as your pussy clamped down on his cock. Wetness gushing out to splash back in your face had him fucking his cum into your cunt. “Damn that’s hot.”

“Take this load babe.” Kidd grunted as he rocked into your cunt, cum seeping out the side a bit. A groan leaving him as you clenched and fluttered around him squirming.

“S’to much K-Kidd~” You whine but Eustass only laughs shaking his head. “Nah there’s still a lot you need to learn. For now~ you didn’t do too bad…sis.”

“Ugh can’t believe you had me call you that!” You grumbled swatting his chest as he pulls you on his lap sitting down. Practically giving you whiplash from the transition. Eustass only slapped your ass with a laugh.

“Ah What can I say? If you run into a guy like me he’ll be thankful you’re already trained in the nasty shit.”

“Thought you were gonna keep me?” You teased him pinching his cheeks causing Kidd to blush.

“I m-mean w-why would I do that…y-you’re a total nerd.” His flustered expression was cute and you stored it mentally for later.

“Good thing you’re teaching me to be the perfect bimbo whore right lil brother?”

#one piece #one piece smut #honeys works 🍯 #one piece eustass kid #eustass kid one piece #captain eustass kid #eustass captain kidd #eustass kid #eustasscaptainkid #eustass kid x reader #one piece eustass #one piece Eustass smut #eustass kid smut #eustass kidd smut #one piece x female reader #x female reader #eustass x reader #eustass one piece smut #that's my mannnnnn 🥵🥵🫶❤️‍🔥

[kristi16]

ꨄ︎The.Beauty.You.Heldꨄ︎

Summary: Charles is jealous of your boyfriend and when he got the chance to have you, he took it at the cost of questioning his morality

Warnings: smut, fingering, blindfold, tied up, unintentional consent

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You are sitting on a sofa on one of the yachts that has been rented by a whole group of Formula 1 guys. You wore a short white skirt that contrasted beautifully with your tanned skin. You smile from ear to ear as you listen to your friends talk about their week in Monaco and their preparation for the race. There's one person who can't take his eyes off you, even though he's trying so hard not to show it.

He starts at your knees, slowly moving his eyes up trying to see what kind of panties you have underneath.

"Hey Charles, what do you think of the idea?"

Charles has been snapped out of his moment and turns to face Albon.

"What?"

"Well, we thought we could celebrate a little bit, like a preparation before real celebration.”

Charles didn't hold back and looked at you. He saw you laying on your friend's shoulder. Max. Charles’s expression cost him his look.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Charles looked back at Albon. After a little bit of time Charles nods at Albon’s idea.

The whole evening was spent with the whole group having fun, playing games to entertain themselves. Those who could drink alcohol did. Which was practically just you and Albon's girlfriend Lily. Charles has been watching you all evening. How you move your body, how the wind plays with your hair. He admired the beauty you held. When Max came on the scene, Charles got mad so much that the ping pong ball ended up at the other side of the room. He hated what it was doing to him. After a few minutes, your beautiful laughter spread throughout the evening and it was clear that you couldn't handle any more alcohol. Max slowly picked you up and carried you inside, probably somewhere in the rooms inside. After a while, Max came back and continued the debate with Lando and Daniel.

"What kind of idiot is he to leave you alone"

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind that he might look out for you. Maybe if you need anything. This seems like a good idea to Charles considering what a significant amount of alcohol in the blood can do to a person. He sneaked inside and listened carefully if he can hear you somewhere nearby. He heard gasps and sobs in the distance. Charles's heart broke at the mere thought that you might be unhappy and crying. Max can't even take care of you. Charles bursts in front of the door, and put his ear to the door. It was really you inside. But now he could only hear calm breathing. Charles quietly opened the door and crept inside.

The light from outside fell directly on the bed where you were lying. You were lying on your back, your ass a peak for his eyes and Charles finally got an answer to his question about what kind of panties you had on. He found out you had none. He was stunned for a moment and just stood there, not knowing what to do. He wanted you so badly, to go to you and take all of you. You suddenly moved. You rolled onto your back and whimpered.

Your t-shirt was getting tangled in your movement, so you annoyedly decided to roll it up with considerable embarrassment that it didn't work very well. Charles walked over to you and looked at you closely. He saw you breathing peacefully again and falling asleep. He sat next to you and placed his hand on your breast. When he saw that you didn't respond, he started running his hand over it. His eyes followed the movements of his hand. He made his way down to the curves of your waist and hips. He instantly got hard, wanting to bury himself between your full breasts. When he reached his fingers under your skirt, he found that you were wet.

“Fuuuuuck”

he suddenly spoke, but Charles's heart jumped out of his chest when YOU started talking.

"That's what you always say when you're horny"

you said out loud giggling. Charles didn't know what to do now. You clearly didn't know that it was Charles instead of your friend Max. But when Charles saw you, he didn't want to move away from you.

"Take me me already. I'm horny. Just for you."

Something inside Charles snapped and he decided to act. He looked around for what he could use as a blindfold. He won't risk you seeing him. A scarf was lying around. The one that he likes so much when you wear it. Pink with flowers. He thought how sweet it would be to have it around your eyes, flowers like something innocent, but both of you would be doing not-so-innocent things. He took it in his hands and wrapped it around your eyes.

"Uhhh I like that. You're getting creative Max.”

You giggled. Charles just swallowed loudly and pretended not to hear the name. You started to writhe on the sofa, your smile spread wide. You took your hands and started playing with your nipples. You immediately moaned. Charles decided to pin your arms above your head. He took off his belt and wrapped it around your wrists. He was hoping you would let him. When you realized what was happening, you just gasped and were more ready than ever before. Charles then leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth. He teased you with his tongue around your nipple and then began to suck it. You squirmed under him and tried to release the tension between your legs.

“Mhmmmm pleeeease.”

Charles understood and ran one hand under your skirt. He started to play with your wetness and you just gave in.

"Please, I need more"

Charles ran his fingers into your wet pussy and did his best not to make a sound.

“Ohhhh this is soooo good”

you cried out and started to go against his movements and began to moan the more he gave. You got very loud. Charles thought he got to shut you up.

He put his other hand over your mouth. But you shook your head and got out of his grip.

"Kiss Me"

You pleaded. Charles thought about it, he dreamed of kissing you for so long. That it will be romantic and beautiful, just like you. But he'd be a fool to reject you now and not kiss you with his fingers so deep inside you. He leaned over and kissed you slowly. You moaned into his mouth. Charles loved the sounds you made for him. It made him happy. You felt him start to thrust harder and faster inside of you. His palm gently touched your clit with each thrust and you slowly but surely began to feel an orgasm rising inside you. You began to moan more and more deeply into his mouth and let yourself be completely consumed by your orgasm. Charles fingered you until you flew back down from your high. You just breathed loudly.

"It's never been this good before. It was amazing."

Charles almost came just by your confession. Max can't even make you? Charles thought to himself. Suddenly there was a noise outside. That scared both of you. Charles decided he had to get out. Although he didn’t want to at the same time. He kissed you one last time, took his belt back and was about to leave. But you messed with his hair as you reached for him to wrap your arms around him and take him closer. You felt that Max's hair was somehow longer than usual and also much smoother. But before you could feel more, he was gone. And before you could take off the scarf, the door was already closed.

#charles leclerc x reader #fem reader #formula 1 #smut #charles leclerc #f1 #f1 x reader #female reader #cl16 x reader #fanfic #imagine

[arc-misadventures]

The VTuber: Cookie With A Gun

Errant: Hello everyone! Everyone having a good day today?

~~~ Stream Chat~~~

EverbornChild: Hi, Errant!

VIXENFOX389: Hello, darling~!

Kajin@1797: So far so good.

Triffle: Been better.

Kantrop67: It’s okay.

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Errant: A resounding, ‘Okay’ then. Alright then. Now as you’ve no doubt seen in the title of this stream, we will be playing, ‘Wizard with a Gun,’ made by, Galvanic Games. Now I streamed the demo version of this game a while back, and I have been patiently waiting for it to come out since. And, now that it’s finally out, we’re gonna stream it! However, I’m not going to be playing this alone…

~~~ Stream Chat~~~

TumbleDownTheBay: Wait! Is this what I think it is?!

GriffinTalon: A rare collab stream?!

CandiceX: Pleasepleaseplease!

14ever: Please be the hot blonde chick!

CaroporealBannana: No, the sexy catgirl!

BlondeInferno: No the saucy brunette!

~~~~~~

Jaune’s, VTuber model looked at the chat stream with a soft laugh as he shook his head towards their crazy antics.

Errant: I know two blonde chicks, two cat girls, and several brunettes, so you’ll have to specify who precisely it is you’re talking about. Although… ‘Saucy brunette?’ I know at least two people who would best fit that description. But, this person is none of them, she’s more of a gremlin really, one of two gremlins of the Remnant VTuber verse! I’ve done enough teasing, and who am I to leave a lady in waiting…

~~~ Stream Chat ~~~

GaspingDesire: You can leave me waiting as long as you want handsome~!

VixenVolpen: I can wait dear~!

Tender$$: I’m waiting like a steak ready to be eaten!

~~~

Errant: Alright, settle down chat… Ahem! Now, may I present to you everyone’s loveable little gremlin: CookieMonster!

From the right side of the screen soon emerged a girl, who was best described as a brunette with red tips, dressed as a gothic lolita. A girl with a warm, and carrying personality, whose sweet demeanour appeared nonexistent when given a gun. For the, CookieMonster as she referred to herself as was one of the kindest, VTuber’s around, she was also an infamous, and highly skilled FPS player, wining several rewards for her skills, and earning the nickname of: Red Reaper. But, to her fans she was an adorable ball of sunshine, CookieMonster.

Errant: Hello, Cookie! You excited for today?

Cookie: I am super excited! I’ve been so looking forward to this game, and I am super happy you asked me to join you in playing it!

Cookie’s joy, and excitement was palpable as she spoke in her happy-go-luck aura she excluded over herself. Errant found himself smiling at her words, but it fell as he adopted an inquisitive look across his face.

Errant: Uhh…? D-Didn’t you ask me if I wanted to do a collab, and stream this together?

Cookie couldn’t help but look away nervously at being caught before she nervously replied back.

Cookie: I’m super happy you said yes to doing a collab stream with me!

Errant: Alright. So you ready to play, Cookie?

Cookie: Almost, just gotta say to my chat, and we can begin. Is that alright?

Errant: By all means, go ahead.

Cookie: Thank you~!

Cookie swiftly muted herself so, Errant couldn’t hear him as she looked down at her chat feed. Her face was all smiles before the smile fell, and she screamed in terror at her chat.

Cookie: FUUUUUCK! I screwed it up already guys!

~~~Stream Chat~~~

DrukenBailer: Did you?

FallenStar789: It was a slip of the tongue

Haloboy: Youre fine you got this!

Birdinthesky: Can’t wait to see her flirt if this is the best shes got

Candlebrewer0174: Youve got this!

Kittycat1976: You got this!

DavidStermtiger: I believe in you!

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Cookie: You’re right! It’s only just started I can do this! You guys are with me, there’s nothing we can’t do! Such as flirting with my very hot, cool VTuber crush…

Her voice slowly trailed off into a whisper as she grew too embarrassed to continue speaking. Her chat kept showering her in reassuring compliments, and comments on how cute she was. Cookie was soon taken away from her calm stupor as she heard the sound of clicking, and clanking: The sound of a rifles bolt loading a new bullet into the firing chamber. A sound that may have startled many, but it was all to common for, Cookie’s stream since it was her donation sound after all.

Cookie: Hey, SamathaDesires thanks for the ten li…?!

~~~Donation~~~

SamanthaDesires: Get your hands off of my man you skank!

~~~~~~

Cookie’s mouth fell in shock, her, VTuber model clearly showing to everyone the shear shock she felt, and dispear at the rude comment she had just received.

Cookie: …

Cookie: WHY ARE YOU GUYS SO MEAN?!!

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Although he couldn’t hear her, Errant could clearly see, Cookie’s model and the way her body spazzed about. Her facial expressions swapping on the dime to convey a wide range of emotions; from despair, to fear, to hope, to an oddly calm sense of serenity, then to absolute fury.

Errant: …

Errant: She does know I can see her freaking out right?

~~~Stream Chat~~~

TumbleDownTheBay: Not likely

VixenVolpen: Doesn’t look like she does.

Vilvian: What is she freaking out about?

~~~~~~

Errant: Beats me chat. Unless… Are you guys bullying her? Chat be honest; I won’t be mad. Just… disappointed…

~~~Stream Chat~~~

14ever: That’s dad for mad!

Dinonuggies: Sounds like you will be mad

8teenlover: Anyone else think that was hot?

GrendalWizard: Damn hot

~~~~~~

Errant: Great, I can’t tell you lot to behave because some of you will get off to it… peachy. Haa… Is, Cookie ready, or…?

Errant looked back to, Cookie’s stream before doing a double take to look at her in utter bewilderment. HerVTuber model was standing and quickly looking at a writing board, and jotting something down before returning to address her chat.

Errant: When the hell did she pull out that writing board?! And, the devil is she writing; that chicken scratch is so illegible that its like using sign language to speak to a blind man.

~~~ Stream Chat~~~

GriffonTalon: ��🤣🤣

VixenVolpen: Oh that’s mean

Falling4Angels: now that’s funny

Allerix: low blow man

~~~~~~

Errant: Alright lets try, and get this…? I-Is she barking at them?

Errant looked to, Cookie to see her shouting at her chat, since he couldn’t hear what she was saying she looked like an angry dog barking at someone walking by her house.

Errant: Okay, lets put a stop to… whatever the hell this is.

Errant quickly reopened the chat so he could hear whatever it was, Cookie was yelling about.

Ccokie: And, that’s why I deserve to be his loving waifu, you…?!

Errant: Cookie?

Cookie: AHHHH?!!

(THUD!)

Errant: …?!

Cookie: Owwww…

Errant’s little interjection to grab, Cookie’s attention, resulted in her screaming her head off, and falling into a heap on the floor, out of camera. The only sound emanating from her now the was pained growing as she laid upon the ground.

Errant looked towards his chat before uttering a single word that would become to define the events of todays stream.

Errant: Whoops…

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #The VTuber

[chrollohearttags]

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 • 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐃. 𝐀𝐜𝐞

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲: 𝐰𝐚𝐱 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰: 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞

𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

📝: gonna be spamming and uploading these twice a day until I’m updated here.

cw: 2.4K

"Sssssh...haah!—the hell are you doing?!"

the words spilled from your mouth so suddenly that both of you were taken aback with differing reactionsof course.

(y/n)'s expression being that of shock and slight pain; contrasting your husband's with a faint smirk on those pretty features of his.

"Relax. It doesn't even hurt that bad..besides..you look too damn good right now."

the words were of little consolation to the stinging pain you were experiencing.

the sensation loomed over your trembling body as another warm droplet made contact with your skin. Hardened beads of white plastered to your rich, mahogany skin and only more were being added to the collection.

"Yeah, that's easy for you to say! It's not burning your—ahh! Fuck.."

your words were once again halted by the feeling of hot wax trickling onto your exposed abdomen.

those brown eyes fluttered and closed shut as you squeezed your fingers into your palms; restrained wrists grinding against the cold metal of the handcuffs pinning you to the headboard.

thick thighs and legs folded up to your chest level as the intricate knots of the leather rope bind them in place. Your round ass lie positioned in the air, in perfect view for him.

"I didn't do all of this for nothing, babe! You said I could have whatever I want and that was to see this pretty body covered in wax, right?”

it was his birthday and naturally, just like any other day, you wanted to give your man whatever he desired. After all, he did earn it!

however, when trying to cultivate the perfect gift for someone like Ace, it wasn't as simple as fancy cakes and dinners.

he wanted to do the utmost! Which included making you his personal toy. That's exactly how you ended up in this predicament.

tied up, covered in hot candle wax and being slutted out by this sexy ass psychopath. Even after after two years of marriage, it was damn near impossible to figure him out.

"If it hurts so bad, pumpkin, then why do you keep smiling and moaning? Looks like you're enjoying this as much as I am."

positioned on his knees that were pressed into the mattress, he stood above your frame; enjoying you in the extremely vulnerable state as he hovered that candle over your body.

it was like a game to him; seeing how long it'd take for you to break and completely lose all control for him. But you wouldn't make it easy.

even if it was his evening.

soon, that heated stick would begin releasing droplets all over your flesh and you couldn't take it! Your toes curled and you'd tighten any slack in those restraints as you bucked against them.

"AHHH! Fuuuuuck...I fucking hate you."

your words weren't cognizant of your actions whatsoever because you were flailing in laughter.

he was focusing primarily on your ass and stomach but a few strays managed to hit your breasts as well and it stung!

..but it felt so fucking good all the same. Although you were being resistant, your facial expressions read otherwise.

the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain plaguing your sensory nerves.

"Is that right, sweetheart? Because I call bullshit."

your chest rising and falling, the sharp gasps and pitiful moans..it was getting him riled up and that was an understatement!..

you'd tilt your head to the left and spot that growing bulge in his boxers. There was no doubt that he was a sadist and this had awoken something in him.

but you'd catch temporary relief when he paused to swirl his tongue around in your mouth and examine his work.

splaying his palms with residue of those formed beads, Ace massaged your sore thighs as they remained pent up.

"You know why? Because you're soaking wet, babe..look at that."

his next focal point was your swollen clit that he'd proceed to lay a couple of slaps on just to garner your reaction.

followed by high pitched yelps and sharp moaning, you'd start to laugh again because it was possible, your inner masochist was starting to appear.

he'd pull apart those thick lips, squeezing them before spreading to expose those pretty pink folds. You couldn't handle the way he was toying with your body!

"Ooooh, baby.."

"You want me to play with your little pussy? Rub on that clit?.."

the question was completely rhetorical as it was obvious by the line of slick covering your cunt that it was exactly what you wanted..what you needed and even craved.

"Yes! Please.."

laughing as he granted your request, your husband began rolling his finger pads across that little bud, even slowly swiping his thumb along the hooded area.

"Using our manners again? Damn, you must really want me to make you come, huh?"

chewing into your bottom lip, you'd tug on those restraints until he smacked your ass and told you to stop moving.

the sooner you realized that you weren't in control, the easier this would be. Every time you'd try to fight back, he'd hoist that candle and sprinkle droplets on your skin.

"Haaaa!—that's not funnyyy, stop!"

but he begged to differ and couldn't stop cackling at your facial expressions. The way it scrunched up and your toes curled was adorable.

meanwhile, Ace was still teasing your clit, and massaging your folds.

"Awww, but why would I do that? You're so cute when you're flailing around like this."

he was such an asshole sometimes but you loved him and loved how he was making you feel right now. The more he caressed that little bud, the more pressure you felt residing in the pit of your stomach.

he'd even reach up to pinch your nipples and squeeze on your breasts.

you were mere seconds from squirting and tightening around his fingers so he withdrew and slapped your ass yet again.

"Ah—no cheating, babe. You don't come without my permission. You know better."

"But!—"

"But nothing..play with me and I won't you let you nut at all. Understood?"

nodding your head, you were on the brink of completely breaking..

and he'd greet you with slaps to the cheek after your acknowledgment.

"Good girl. Now you hold it in until I tell you."

but he could only withstand so much teasing himself before it got to him. Those boxers had grown too tight and watching you coat his fingers had him longing to feel it on his dick.

maneuvering from the side to your exposed front, Ace worked his last remaining clothing article down his legs. Putting out that flickering candle for a moment and setting it aside.

that thick, aching length sprang forth and stood upright when he released it.

it was so pretty and right now, (y/n) longed for nothing more than for it to be balls deep inside of you..

stroking the shaft, he'd suck his teeth and bend forward to adjust. "Fuuuck, look what you did to me, baby. Got my shit all hard."

that would make you smile because it was no hiding the fact that you were his biggest weakness. The man was obsessed with you..

but watching him tower over you with that look in his eye was quite arousing as well. Placing his palms into your quaking thighs, his weight soon began to bare down on your body as he prepared to slide in.

however, before that could happen, he wanted a quick taste of your dribbling nectar.

"A man's gotta have his cake and eat it too, right?"

dark brown eyes glaring over your large breasts and slightly pudgy tummy as that tongue delved into your hole.

a few licks and soft kisses to quell you before pounding your pussy always done the trick.

"Oh my gosh...baby.."

"Yes..keep grinding it in my face. Fuck my tongue, babe. You taste so fucking good.."

you couldn't move much but that little bit of leeway allowed you to buck your hips forward. That whiny tone of his getting you each and every time.

slurping noises began to amplify throughout the room and you only wished you were free of these restraints to run your fingers through his hair as he ate you out.

meanwhile, his left hand stroked his cock as a means to edge himself.

he figured you didn't deserve to suffer alone! Besides, it would make the actual sex more intense..

but if neither of you felt relief soon, it was going to be bad..so he'd give your clit one last peck before sitting upright and sliding himself across your slit.

it felt so warm at first instant, that he had to clench his jaw to refrain from ejaculating too soon.

grasping your thighs, he'd prepare to pace himself by going slow.

"I can't wait to fuck you..bury my dick deep in this fat little pussy, baby..that's the best gift I could ever ask for. Are you going to let me? Can I have it, princess?"

when he begged like this, it was impossible not to cave. You could see how desperate and needy he was..

"Yes, it's yours, baby! Take it.."

and before your words could even form into a complete sentence, he was nestled inside of you instantly. That initial sensation elicited a loud moan from you both.

walls practically clutching him from jump and he didn't waste another second before moving his hips. Gently thrusting in and out as he found his rhythm.

slow strokes ensuing along with sloppy tongue kisses, making the moment even more intense.

"I love you..God, I love you so much, (y/n). For letting me slow fuck you like this..for letting me use your body. You're so goddamned good to me, baby."

as his voice ascended into a higher pitch, his thrusts followed suit into a faster pace. It would seem he was softening for the moment.

as he really had no other choice because you felt amazing.

smacking sounds from your slimy mixture joining the fray as well. That tight, sopping cunt barely even wanting to contain him..

breathing heavily, your moans infiltrated his ear and made him swell inside of you. It was throbbing..only minutes from bursting.

"I love you too, baby..that dick feels so fucking good.."

"Well..you gotta open that pussy up for me, princess. You're squeezing so tight I can barely fit."

you'd try your best but all of the sensations at once were overwhelming;

stinging from the wax, overstimulation, the pain of the restraints and his constant cooing.

but you managed to unclench so he could bury at least to the shaft. You were so afraid that if you did, you'd wind up climaxing prematurely and he'd punish you for it.

but he worked his way in and when he did, you'd arch your back in unison.

"Good girl..that's it. Oh..you're taking me so well. So proud of you sweetheart, good job."

he was going so deep, rhythmically swaying his lower body to bury himself to the hilt. Meanwhile, you'd meet him with creamy reciprocation for each one.

eventually, the bed would begin to rock underneath you and he became primal.

he was reaching the bottom half of your stomach, even watching himself bulge in and out so he was happy.

huffing and breathing heavily when the feeling intensified; overcome by your wetness. Soon, you'd feel yourself on the brink of fainting as you had been withholding for a while.

your eyes began to trail backwards into your head but you were quickly awoken by slaps to your cheek and hands around your throat.

"No..stay with me, princess. I need to see those pretty eyes while I fuck the shit out of you. Look at me."

and you knew he was serious from the deep tone. It was becoming harder to though and soon, he was balls deep, slamming to the hilt inside of you.

his feet had even come off of the mattress a little when he burrowed over your frame and pounded that tight core to oblivion.

"Oh shit! Fuck, you're so deep in me, baby! I'm gonna come. Please let me come, I can't take it!"

loud cries and wails escaping your lips in a plea to release all over that shaft didn't fall on deaf ears. He felt the exact sentiment and was ready to allow it.

those tears in your eyes were a sign of you holding back for too long so he didn't want to make you wait any longer.

reaching down to roll his thumb across your clit, he'd lean over to feed your more slow tongue kisses. Your gazes locked and and he'd swipe his other thumb across your cheek.

"You're right there, I can feel it. Let's come together, alright? You don't have to hold back anymore."

that was music to your ears and it didn't come a moment too soon. Sweat pooling around your foreheads...

grunts becoming louder and before long, he was pounding you, making sure he was nestled deep inside for his release.

"Oh God! Yes!"

the two of you shouted at the same time as you reached those climatic peaks together.

his warm, silky nut spilling out of your aching body in strings as he cried out. Your creaminess had also decorated his entire shaft.

when he pulled out slowly, he was still dripping and a little erect, a sign of just how much you turned him on.

but right now, all he could do was stare into those beautiful brown eyes of yours. That's all he cared about was making sure that you were alright...

giving you more soothing pecks, he'd rub a hand down your stomach and breasts. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.

"..hey, you did wonderful, baby. How do you feel?"

"Amazing. A little better if I could get these ropes off."

that would illicit a laugh from you both and he'd take note.

"Right..on it!"

"Wait—"

but before he did, you'd nudge him over for one last kiss and your tongue swirled so eloquently around his that he damn near went for round two.

but you were both entirely too spent for that. Regardless, this was an experience you enjoyed, aside from the pain.

"Happy birthday, baby..I love you."

"I love you more, princess."

the perfect ending to a perfect night, one you would remember for a very long time. And who knows? Maybe he'd let the roles be reversed for your special day..

but that would be short lived!

as he carefully unfastened those knots and cut the restraints, you'd watch him and it was as if he knew what was on your mind.

climbing from the bed after gathering his bearings and freeing you, he'd make sure you were okay first.

"I'll go run us a bath..get you all cleaned up."

you'd nod to him and before you could get the words from your mouth good, your tone gave it away.

"And babe? Get that look out of your eye, there's no way I'm letting you do this to me. You'd get carried away."

huffing, your lips would form into a cute pout as he walked into the bathroom.

"Well I guess a girl can dream."

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[beatrixstonehill2]

"Fuck..... I cannot believe I've gone and let this happen! I've completely ruined my beautiful body. Fuuuuuck! I used to be gorgeous as hell and had perfect tits! Now I'm ruined for good and it makes my cock super hard! Soooo, I moved back home after college and my mom was dating a new guy who was kind of not as accepting of me being a trans girl, apparently he showed her loads of detrans vids and all that stuff......

She sat me down and talked me into detransitioning. She really wanted to see what I'd look like as a guy after male puberty if I started hitting the gym, and of course if I got my boobs removed! I agreed, especially after she told me my cock would get really big and it might be fun to have a big cock to play with.... So I did what she asked. I went on testosterone without a fuss, went into detransing with an open mind and actually liked being a guy! Not having fifty pounds of jiggly breasts hanging off my chest was also a very welcome improvement, even if I loved how wild they drove guys....

But now I was more into girls. I even dated for a while, suddenly a stud instead of a fat-titted sorority slut. Then my mom started encouraging me to eat more.... She replaced my protein powder with pure weight gainer, and before I knew it I was sitting in her basement packing away ten meals a day, playing video games and jerking it to porn all day. No more dates or hooking up with random drunk pregnant girls at the club. Now I was a total loser, a slob, and my mom seemed to love it, like I was finally the son of her dreams.... My stepdad is happy to see me this way, too. Sometimes when he brings me my food he still calls me a fakegirl and teases me about convincing my mom to make me detrans.

I feel absolutely humiliated, but somehow I love it.... I've never been more turned on seeing my body pack on so much weight. I'm up to 500lbs and my mom wants me way fatter, so does my stepdad. Worst of all the same thing happened to like six other trans girls I went to college with. They're all fat, slobby men now, sitting at home, gaming, stuffing their faces, obsessed with porn and following girls on OnlyFans. We all pay girls to insult us and call us pigs, although we all used to be just as hot if not hotter than a lot of the girls we follow. Being so pathetic is a dream come true. I guess it's not the worst thing in the world being a total slob instead of a sexy girl!"

#detrans kink #mtf detrans kink #mtftm kink #weight gain kink #trans feedee #detrans feedee #bhm weight gain

[spahhzy]

Danger is your friend~

If Ashley's glare could kill from across the room, Julia would have been dead a thousand times over.

Gripping at her drink a little too tightly as she saw that whore latch herself onto her brother, Andrew, arm like the snake she was. A million dark thoughts crossed her mind as she watched the two just converse. Andrew looked passive as ever and a happy and smiling Julia.

"Hey Ashley, why don't you come over and play some party games with us?" said one of the party goers as she looked at the various drinking games being played.

She looked back to where Andrew and that...person was before suddenly getting a really dark idea.

"A drinking game sounds fun, I have just the thing too. Can I bring my brother and his girlfriend along too?" Ashley asked with fake sweetness and the party goers just shrugged.

"More the merrier, I suppose, and what game do you have in mind?" They asked, and Ashley let out a mischievous smile but said nothing as she went to go get her brother.

-

"I really am glad you came out to the party tonight, Andrew." Green eyes looked back to glimmering yellow as Julia looked happy at him.

"It's nothing" was all he said as he went back to watching his sister out of the corner of his eye.

"You know this is honestly the first time I've seen your sister in a public event like this" said Julia as she looked at Ashley who was talking to another party goer.

'Mmm,' was all Andrew said as Julia wrapped her arms around his neck and put her forehead to his as Andrew let his hands linger on her waist.

They stayed like that for a good minute, Julia just enjoying the warmth, and Andrew trying his best not to imagine a certain someone else in her place.

"Ahem"

Julia jumped off Andrew in startlement as she looked at the glare she got from one Ashely Graves.

"What's up, pest?" Andrew asked as suddenly the glare she was giving Julia 180 to a happy smile towards Andrew.

"Oh Andy~ I have a game I want you and Julia to be apart in" Ashley said in a sing-song voice.

'Ah hell she is upset,' Andrew thought to himself as he noticed that angry glare at Julia moments earlier.

"Actually Ashley uh me and Andrrw were probably going to go-"

"Ah, come on, it's just a couple rounds it will take no little of your times, then you can go back to being lovey dovey after." Andrew could feel the sarcasm dripping from Ashley words as his sister looked at him with a pout.

"Please, Andy."

Don't look at her lips, Andrew

Don't look at her lips, Andrew

Don't look at her lips, Andrew

Don't look at her smile, Andrew.

He looked.

Fuuuuuck.

"Sure"

"Yay~" cheered Ashley as Julia just sighed.

-

"So what game do you have us playing?" Asked Julia as they came up to a smile crowd in the kitchen.

"Ashley I got the table and cutting board set up uh...you sure this is a drinking game" said that same party goer that was woth Ashley earlier, Andrew made a mental note to have a 'chat' woth them afterwards.

"Oh yes, thank you," She said as finally the group came to a small table set up with one knife in the middle on a cutting board and bottle of whiskey.

"Alright, looks like the contestants are here," announced Ashley as she took her place on one end of the table before dramtically pointing a finger at Julia.

"I, Ashley Graves, herby challenge Julia to a game of Five Finger Fillet' .

Leyley-Sidequest- titled: Five Finger Filleting this brother stealing bitch!

Julia looked at Ashley, who had grabbed the knife from cutting board.

"I uh decline?" She said not at all interested in playing any game Ashley cooked up and not at all liking the look she gave her with that knife in hand.

"Oh, come on, stop being a wimp it's very easy how many rotation within sixty seconds you can do without nicking your hand as you go faster and faster," Ashley explained, and Julia still looked very uncomfortable.

"I'm fine, Ashley. we can play something else that doesn't involve you know knives!" Said Julia trying to reason woth Ashley but the younger graves sister wouldn't have it.

"Come on, don't you want to prove to my brother how great you are?" Julia heard that sarcastic tone, but she wouldn't be tricked by Ashley.

"I'm good Ashley- no need to -

"I'll play in her place," Andrew said much to Julia's shock as he stepped forward, shrugging off his coat and handing it to Julia, who looked a bit worried but Ashley was all too pleased.

"Ooh is big brother coming to his girls' rescue how romantic," Ashley said as both her and Andrew sat down from across each other.

"I'll set the tempo, my dear Andrew" Ashley said as she took a shot of whiskey, and Andrew used his phone to set the timer.

Slow at first as the knife landed on the wooden surface between Ashley's fingers as Andrew stared intensely at his sister.

Soon, she began to pick up the pace, going faster and faster, the blade dancing around her fingers almost as if afraid to incur the wrath of the gaze of the wielders brother.

30 seconds had passed, and so far, five rotations that Ashley had managed without so much as a nick to her skin.

Julia could only watch the knife dance back and forth as the crowd around her spoke in hushed amazement.

Soon, one minute had passed, and Ashley smiled smugly before slamming the knife into the cutting board.

"10 rotations Andy~beat that," Ashley said playfully as her pink eyes gazed hazily at Andrew's green.

Staring at her still Andrew rose from his seat and yanked the knife from Ashley's cutting board before taking a shot of whiskey for himself, the liquid burning his throat as he sat down and shut his eyes for a second and reopened them with a smirk.

Placing his hand on the cutting board, Andrew began his turn.

Julia watched with baited breath as Andrew worked the knife with skill as the blade landed between his fingers, going faster and faster, and on top of that he was already at eight rotations and was close to beating Ashley but Julia caught one little detail that made her feel uneasy.

As Andrew was playing... all this time, he kept his eyes locked onto Ashley, whomst didn't even look away, and now that she looked a little closer at the younger sibling...

Was Ashley...biting her lip?

Was she also blushing?

She looked at Andrew, who also had a little pink dust on his cheek.

Whatever was happening, Julia needed to put a stop to it. She looked at the time clock to see it was at 45 seconds, just 15 more to go, and this game will be over.

Or that would be the case if...

"Mmmmm" moaned Ashley, which caused Andrew to stem him off guard a bit before suddenly.

"Ouch." Andrew looked down at the small little cut he made on his index finger he was at 9 rotations...

"Yeeees! I beat you, Andy!" Shouted Ashley in victory as Andrew just gave her a small glare and grumbled as he wrapped a small napkin on his cut.

Julia, worried, looked at Andrew's cut.

"It will be okay, Julia," Andrew said to her, but before she could say anything else.

Ashley came in between them and grabbed Andrew's bad hand.

"It's time to go home now, big brother, don't you think?" Ashley said innocently before looking behind at Julia.

"Since you lost, you can go home by yourself" and before Julia could say anything else.

"I'm sorry Julia, it seems Ashley is ready to go home, I'll fetch you a taxi if you're not feeling confident to go home by yourself," Andrew offered and Julia just sighed before shaking her head.

"I'm fine," Andrew was not convinced but didn't want to say anything. Have her a small hug and a kiss on the side of her head, but let go when he felt Ashley's nails dig into the palm of his hand.

"Have a good night, Julia." He waved at her before following Ashley out the door. Julia sighed for lords know how many times tonight before suddenly Ashley raced back into the room and looked at Julia before snatching her brother coat out of her hands and putting it on her self.

Julia just watched her leave back out through the door.

-

In the car ride home to the apartment, Andrew just drove as Ashley snuggled up to her Andy's jacket, enjoying the scent, warmth, and security it gave her.

Andrew just looked over out of the corner of his eye at his sister.

Wincing a bit from the cut on his finger, Andrew groaned, just wanting to get home and sleep until suddenly a hand grabbed his finger gently.

Andrew held in a breath as he watched as his sister put the single digit to her lips and kissed it gently, some of his blood lacing her lips as she licked it off before giving her brother a smile.

"All better~"

Andrew let out his breath, glad that road was empty as he was currently driving on the opposite side.

What will Andy ever do with Leyley?

#andrew graves #ashley graves #coffincest #the coffin of andy and leyley #julia tcoaal

[pixelatedraindrops]

So I played through an Ace Attorney x Rain Code Fanmade Crossover Project:

And OH MY GOD?? Yuma’s model is so cute look at him aaaaaaa 🥰

I was not over him every time he appeared on screen.

HE IS SO PRECIOUS LOOK AT THAT SMILE

its somehow better than his rain code model ngl

But what the heck is this tom holland spider-man energy coming out of him here? 😂 WHAT IS THIS DIALOGUE??

and why does it fit

“I don’t feel so good, Mr. Wright…”

Fuuuuuck

Source

(download link to game is in the video’s description, please send the devs support)

#master detective archives: rain code #ace attorney #crossover #fan production #fangame #rain code #yuma kokohead #pheonix wright #THIS FAN PROJECT IS REALLY GOOD #Definitely gives Case 0 a different perspective #also shinigami doesn’t seem to exist here #REGARDLESS THIS MODEL IS PRECIOUS #HIS LITTLE SMILE #and the face he has when he’s troubled is very nice too #fr though marvel spiderman would totally fit yuma’s meek amnesiac personality #continuing to call Nick 'Mr.' is so oddly on brand for him #he is SUCH a cutie pie I cannot handle it #this was my first time playing ace attorney #I can see the appeal of it this was really fun

[littlelioncub43]

did dennis ever get to fuck the reader’s boobs like he was promised? i feel like he would genuinely pass away right then and there if she did thinking she was only saying that in the heat of the moment 😰

Hehehehehhehehhe— I'll write it right here right now 😈

Also, if you guys know of any other Dennis gifs, send them my way 🥺

A Promise is a Promise

Summary: You follow through on a promise that Dennis hadn't taken seriously. You show him that you like to keep your word.

Pairing: Sub!Dennis Baker x Soft dom!Female!Reader

Warnings: smut (18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI), oral sex (m receiving), tit fucking, making out, the first appearance of brat!Dennis, fluff, idiots in love, Dennis being a workaholic, reader being a wonderful person (because you're a wonderful person), and dom/sub dynamics.

Word count: No idea, I wrote this on my phone, any grammatical and spelling errors are my own

A/N: Here it is! I'd like to thank this nonnie for remembering that I mentioned titty fucking in my first Dennis fic 🥺🤧 like you remembered that little detail??? You remembered???? Took my heart and put it in your pocket. So! I dedicate this fic to you, Nonnie— whoever you are. 💖

Kisses 💋

—K

Dennis's eyes blurred for what felt like the hundredth time as he stared at what he swears was the hundredth email asking for help logging into the work data base. He groaned and tossed his glasses on to his desk, rubbing his eyes as he slouches back in his office chair.

"Fuuuuucking hell," he grumbled to himself as he tried to ease the headache that was building behind his eyes. He was thankful he was working from home today, he would be running up the walls if he was actually at work, but he felt a twinge of guilt strum in his chest since he left you alone for a good chunk of the day.

You were spending the weekend with him, and Dennis couldn't be happier. Waking up to you bundled up in his bed looking like an actual angel felt like a dream. He had to touch you to make sure you were real, and when you nuzzled sleepily into his palm on your cheek, he nearly melted.

"Knock knock," you called politely from the doorway. You smiled softly when Dennis' eyes snapped open. "It's late, Den, you should probably get ready for bed."

"Mm," he hummed and scratched the back of his neck as you approached him, "I got a handful of emails to reply to then, I'll be done for today."

You stood between his thighs when he turned to face you, his hands hesitating once before resting on the slope of your hips. Carding your hands through his hair, you gaze down at your shy boyfriend, you can see how tired he is, how his eyes can't seem to focus, and the bloodshot veins that throb in agitation.

"How many more?" You ask softly, smirking when he glances down with a shy smile.

"28," he admits. You chuckle and tilt his head back so he can look at you. Slowly, you plant a kiss on his forehead, cradling his head in your hands tenderly. Dennis can't help but shut his eyes.

"How many more?" You ask again. Dennis blushes, his eyes still shut.

"28," he repeats. You dip your lips lower, kissing the right corner of his mouth, his head tilting to chase your lips but you evade him expertly.

"How many?" You repeat, your voice smoother and sultry. Dennis takes a shaky breath.

"20," he whispers, his grip on your sleeping shorts tightening. Anticipation coats the air heavily as your lips ghost over his to the other side of his mouth, pressing a teasing kiss.

"Now?" You whisper, your hand falling from his face to slide down the front of his chiseled body. Dennis gasps, a shiver zipping up his spine when your hand goes lower and lower. He lets out a choked moan when you grasp his hard cock through his slacks. "I asked you a question, Den."

"F-Fuck," he moans under his breath, his forehead resting against yours. Part of him wants to cave immediately, but some part of him wants to keep the game going. His eyes open, the fire behind them is strong and playful — defiant. "15."

His answer surprises you, to say the least. You smirk proudly at him, rewarding him with a firm squeeze to his throbbing cock. You loved when he was like this, it meant you could be a little rougher with him— which he loved.

The hand still in his hair pulls his head back, your grip a little tighter than normal. The sting at his scalp makes Dennis groan, a little louder than intended but he couldn't help it. Once his neck is exposed, your sinful lips descend upon the pristine skin. Nipping and biting, you leave your mark on his throat, paying special attention to the spot on his jaw that sends his hips rutting up into your hand.

"How many?" You growl softly in his ear.

"15," he growls back without hesitating. He smiled to himself for being able to respond, his victory was short lived before he was gasping your name. Your hand on his dick stroked him through his slacks, the heel of your palm giving him just the right amount of pleasure to have him burning for more. "Oh fuck..."

"My, you're being a brat today, aren't you, Den?" You muse playfully in his ear, chuckling along with him at his stubbornness. "But I know how to get what I want from you. I always get what I want, Den, you know that."

He did.

"You're going to stop working," your tender lips brush against the shell of his ear as you speak and nearly break his resolve, Dennis is already formulating a sassy response, "and you're going to fuck my tits. Just like I promised."

Well, fuck.

Dennis' brain short-circuits when he hears you. He remembers your promise clear as day, but he thought you were only saying that to make him cum. Any smart comment or response dies on his tongue, his mouth is suddenly dry. He swallows thickly and tries to speak but merely whimpers in response. You fight back a giggle, and pull back to look down at your broken sweetheart. He looks up at you with wide, lust-filled eyes, his gaze flicking from your eyes to your braless breasts, his mouth hung open as he pants heavily, his cheeks tinted pink with excitement.

"Do you want that, baby?" You coo as you swipe your thumb along his bottom lip, something he loves. A broken moan and frantic nods serve as his answer. You catch his moan in your mouth as you slam your lips on his in a desperate kiss. His lips move in tandem with yours, moaning effortlessly as your tongue explores his mouth. The kiss is heated but brief, leaving Dennis aching for more, you hold him back in his seat by his neck when he chases your lips. "Take your fucking pants off, Den."

Dennis' hands work as fast as they possibly could to undo his belt and zipper. You loved watching him take his cock out, there was something so erotic about watching his hands tremble with excitement or nerves as he reveals himself to you. You're pulled from your thoughts as he shoves his pants and boxers down around his ankles.

Dennis shivers as the cool air of the room hits the heated skin of his cock. He shivers again when he feels your hungry gaze locked on his private part. It takes everything in him not to cover himself with his shirt, a part of him still wanting to hide in fear.

"Fucking hell, Dennis, you have such a pretty cock," you moan and caress his cheek. The air seems to be knocked out of his lungs.

"It-It's pretty?" He squeaks softly, looking up at you. Your soft smile and nod sends his heartbeat into a tizzy.

"Soooo fucking pretty, baby," you whisper and kiss his lips once before slowly fall to your knees, Dennis' head dipping down to follow your lips. You smile and push at his chest gently, "lean back for me, Den."

He leans back in his chair, his eyes crazed with want. You rub his inner thighs and hum appreciatively to yourself, your eyes drink in his dick. You traced each vein on his shaft with your eyes, and your mouth watered when you saw his leaking tip with beads of precum slipping down his mushroom head.

"Prettiest fucking cock I've ever seen," you sigh, and wrap a hand around his base.

"Ah!" Dennis gasps as your lips encase his tip, your tongue swirling around his flesh to collect the small ropes of precum. His head falls back against the headrest as you suck more and more of him into your mouth. Dennis' thighs twitch with each bob of your head, you were messy when you sucked him off but holy hell you were drooling around him like you hadn't eaten in years.

"Holy shiiiit! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!" Dennis shouts when you swallow his entire length, your tight throat contricting around him as you swallow again and again and again. One large hand holds the back of your head, the feeling of your nose pressing into his groin is torturous in the most divine way possible, the other braces against the bookcase behind his desk. When you pull back, Dennis whimpers, but you shush him and pull off your ribbed tank top. The chill of the room has your nipples hardened into buds, but you couldn't find it in you to care too much when he was looking at you like you created the universe.

"Oh my god, you're going to fucking kill me," he says breathlessly as you bring your bare chest to his soaked cock.

"Don't give out on me now, Baker, we haven't had our fun yet," you giggle and give him a cheeky wink before grabbing the sides of your chest. He smiles at your joke and bites his lip when he feels the plush flesh of your tits surround his member.

"Oh god, ohh fuck!" He whines, your breasts were so fucking soft he swears he's never felt anything like it. His eyes want to roll back but he manages to keep them on you, the sight of his hard cock sandwiched perfectly between your gorgeous tits was one he never wanted to forget. His legs trembled as he waited for you to move or to tell him what to do, always the good boy.

You hum appreciatively when you notice his restraint and give his tip a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss. He whimpers and leans back, trying his best to keep from blowing his load immediately.

"Go on, Den," you practically moan to him, "fuck my tits, baby."

He didn't need to be told twice.

With a shy nudge of his hips, Dennis rutted into you. His face twists and crumples as he glides through the valley of your chest with ease, his eyes switching from rolling back in his head to watching in rapture how your flesh moves with his slow thrusts perfectly.

The sounds Dennis was making were absolutely heavenly. Thin, breathy whines and moans of your name, sudden deep growls that vibrated in your bones, and cute high pitched, stuttered curses flowed freely from his bitten lips. When you push your hands into your flesh harder, Dennis groans louder, one hand now gripping your shoulder in a death grip as his thrusts speed up.

"Oohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck!" He cries out when his hips find a hurried pace, his resolve finally snapping.

"Yeah, that's it, Den, fuck me, baby, fuck my tits," you encourage, your tongue teasing his head each time he bottoms out. The demure work space now alive with his unending cries of pleasure, the salaciously slick heated clapping of skin on skin, and your sinful words of encouragement.

"I'm close! Baby—I'm close!" He groans through his teeth as you move with him, massaging and manipulating your flesh in a delirious rhythm that left Dennis' mind scrambling.

"Come on, Den, cum all over me, baby, make a fucking mess," you reply with a smirk. With a hushed 'fuck' as he tossed his head back, Dennis suddenly sits up in his office chair, his hands roughly replacing yours on your breasts. The hurried pace changes into a frantic, animalistic one, his grip is bruising on your skin, and the way he fucks into you is nothing short of ravaging.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—" he cuts himself off with a sudden shout of your name, a shiver wracking his body as his head tilts towards the ceiling once more, his eyes shut tight. You feel his member throb erratically, and can't help but moan.

"Look at me, Dennis " you call out in a tone you know he can't disobey. Dutifully, his eyes peel themselves open and he does as you ask, his face was flushed and dewy with sweat as his unfairly muscular body tensed with pleasure. "You gonna be good for me?"

"Y-Yes! Always!" He cries out in a pleasure strained voice. He meant it, too. He was always gonna be good for you.

"Then cum all over me, Dennis," you say in a sinisterly sweet voice, the filthy words a stark contrast to your tone, "be my good boy, baby..."

"M'your good boy!" Dennis grunts mostly to himself, the tendons in his neck bulging as his balls draw tight, the pleasure building in his groin was far too much to handle any longer.

"I'm your good boy!" He practically screams, his voice waivering and high as he cums all over you. His tip just peeking out of the valley of your tits as his hips unceremoniously sputter to a halt. He watches as he paints your tender skin with his seed, each rope coating you in a thick white ribbon. A few spurts land on your neck and chin, much to your surprise.

Dennis moans as he releases his grip on your breasts, his taught muscles slowly relaxing into the chair beneath him. His chest heaves as he looks at you: your hair still neat, your face flushed, eyes lustful and amused, and your tits— oh, the sight. Each globe of flesh was painted in his spend, dripping and oozing down your curvy slopes, your delicate neck was coated as well. God, it was absolutely glorious.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he gasps between deep breaths, his body was nearly completely numb and his ears had a pleasant ringing echoing through them. You giggle at the mess of a man before you, making him smile tiredly.

You swipe a finger through one of the pools of cum on your neck and bring it to your lips. Dennis' jaw drops when you slurp his cum off your finger with a moan. You clear a strand off your chin, making sure Dennis watches as you do it. When you're finished with your little show, you smile at him sweetly and rise to your feet.

He catches your hands and pulls you into his lap, not caring if his seed stains his shirt. His lips latch on to yours needily, craving that gentle intimacy that he's been deprived of for years. You happily oblige, cradling his head in your hands lovingly as you give him a soft kiss. You lose the next five minutes to your tender kisses and gentle caresses. When you finally release him from your hold, he looks dazed and blissed out— like his brain was a puddle of sweet feelings (and it was).

"Let's get ready for bed, Den," you suggest. This time he offers no resistance, simply nodding and nuzzling into your hands with his scruffy face. With some coaxing, you manage to get him cleaned up and tucked in bed in no time. When your eyes drift shut, you listen to the steady breaths of the sleeping man beside you, his arm slung over your waist affectionately and his face hidden in the crook of your neck. The steady thump thump thump of his heartbeat is a gentle lullaby that eventually pulls you into a peaceful sleep.

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