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There being two movies now in the Benoit Blanc world, and both movies sharing some recognizable tropes and archetypes to build its flavor, there’s a specific type of character that I’m struck by, particularly as a white woman, in both Knives Out and Glass Onion:
The Sympathetic White Woman.
In KO it’s Meg. In GO it’s Whiskey. They both bond with the (WOC, very important to emphasize) protagonist by being less crappy to her than the rest of the cast, and both signal to the audience that they’re trustworthy as far as the protagonist goes. They tell the protagonist that they’re on her side. They try to be supportive. They’re sympathetic to the audience.
Then comes the moment when the Sympathetic White Woman’s security is threatened.
(Brief added interruption to just say: please dig through the notes and replies on this baby for some additional excellent thoughts from other people, including the very important distinction that Marta is a white Latina and not a woman of color (my mistake thank you for the corrections), and more thoughts on Whiskey’s actual/additional betrayal moments!)
For Meg, it’s her mom telling her she has to drop out of school if they don’t get the inheritance money. For Whiskey, it’s Duke dying. In both cases, the protagonist reaches out—Marta tells Meg she won’t let that happen, she’ll support Meg with whatever money she needs; Helen tries to soothe a hysteric Whiskey by telling her she doesn’t need Duke and he deserved what he got (not realizing Duke is dead, of course). It’s a slightly different moment in each movie, but the basic framework is the same: the woman of color protagonist reaches back to the Sympathetic White Woman, and notably, reaches DOWN, offering the support the Sympathetic White Woman offered earlier.
Only…the Sympathetic White Woman was never intending to be the one the protagonist had to reach down to. So she snaps. Meg tells her family about Marta’s mother and they use it to threaten her. Whiskey latches onto the belief that Helen killed Duke and tries to kill her with a spear gun in what she thinks is self-defense. The Sympathetic White Woman Heel-Turn.
Meg and Whiskey both also sort of try to make amends after their Heel-Turn moments, but…the trust is already broken. The protagonist knows better now. The Sympathetic White Woman is not to be trusted.
Why this sticks out to me personally is the very obvious callout that feminists of color have been making about white feminists for literal decades: that white feminism lacks any true support or compassion for non-white people, that it’s empty promises of support and when the chips are down, white feminism upholds whiteness over feminism in an act to protect itself. And whiteness…is a damn difficult thing to even see when you’re white and raised in an overwhelmingly white community, let alone begin to pick apart and unlearn. It’s reactionary, how Meg and Whiskey turn on Marta and Helen to protect themselves.
It would make Meg incredibly vulnerable to support Marta fully, the way she promised to back when she thought she had the resources for it, but Marta is that vulnerable every day just existing as a Latina woman in America. Whiskey’s Heel-Turn moment is a little more immediate trauma based, but when looking for someone to blame, she doesn’t hesitate to blame Andi (Helen), scrapping together the few pieces of information she has—Andi hates all of the Disruptors, Andi got screwed over by them, Andi fought with Duke just minutes before he died, Andi was in their shared room tearing it apart when Whiskey came in distraught. She’s looking for an outlet. There’s Helen red-handed and in view. Boom. Whiskey grabs the spear gun instead of talking it out with the person she admitted just hours ago to feeling sympathy for.
Growing up white and steeped in whiteness causes defensive reactions when that whiteness is brought up, or, god forbid, challenged. It’s a knee-jerk thing for people who haven’t begun to deconstruct it for themselves; even for people who have, to see just how far and deep in American society that reaches is troubling. Humbling. Enraging. The Sympathetic White Woman archetype is, to me, a warning to not let whiteness overrule sense and morals. To be smart about it. And, crucially, to check myself for condescension, especially when interacting with non-white folks in any capacity.
(Also why the presence of Benoit Blanc is so important. He is also sympathetic, he also offers his own support, but crucially, he just uses his whiteness to clear a path for the WOC protagonist to take her place and do what she needs to do. He doesn’t speak over her, he doesn’t turn on her, he just listens, and presents the truth for her to do with it what she will. Or, in one case, hands her highly volatile crystal hydrogen for when she’s really ready to tear the Murderer’s crap down.)
#knives out#glass onion#major spoilers for both obviously#and hoping I got this post right with what I was trying to say#listen I shotgunned both movies for the first time in a span of two days#I am VIBRATING with good brain juice
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You do NSFW too right? If so could you do Tom going down on reader?
% “너와 천천히 오래 걷고 싶어 until the end of time.”
# synopsis ; redemption era?? resurrection era? idk🧍🏻♀️
# pairing ; tom kaulitz x reader
# word count ; 614
# warnings ; nsfw (mdni), recreational drug use, he’s pussywhipped, tom is a, what does ice spice call them? a munch.
a/n ; YALL….. i completely scrapped the fic i was working on like i hate to admit it but i couldn’t do it i scrapped it 😭 but at least i found out something important from it, that i am entirely incapable of having any plot, like i can do a blurb at BEST, but god forbid i put even a minor storyline in. i might go back to it one day when i’m that deep and far into the trenches but the a/n for that fic literally looks like this so…;
he can tie cherry stems with his tongue alone. no hands. gn.
kind of relates but kind of doesn’t anyway one of his favorite things to do while eating you out is fingering you (MY GODDDDD)
his calloused hands from guitar-playing are brushing up EVERY corner inside you, curling and making “come-hither” motions to reach that spot that has you squeezing your legs around his hands and yet he does NOT care, continuing up from your cunt to leave the most sweetest and innocent kisses and marks on your neck like he wasn’t hovering over you and abusing your g-spot till you squirted into his hand
on that topic, he LOVES squirters like he likes creamers too (he doesn’t discriminate), but he’s so into it like, god forbid he gets you to squirt (in which he always does) because he’ll happily come up soaked in your juices like a puppy
i’ve never mentioned this anywhere else but he’s 50/50 in bed with his attitude (that sounds so vague i’m sorry) and i mean that he is generally serious like he’ll fuck your brains out while sternly whispering in your ears about how much of a dirty slut you are HOWEVER, on the flip side of things he acts like he’s sooo damn funny 😐 like he’ll jokingly nip at you while going down on you (obviously lightly he doesn’t want to hurt you) and laugh when you look at him like 😧
he gets so weak if you sit on his face. his hands are wandering everywhere, spots on your hips where there are guaranteed to be bruises by tomorrow by how hard he’s holding you down onto him and his other hand going up to rub and hold your body while he groans into you because everytime his voice vibrates on you it makes you shiver🧎🏻♀️listen, tom has fuckboy experience he can keep going for ROUNDS before he decides to cum once but when you’re on top of him squeezing your thigh around his head, HE’S A GONER.
whether or not you smoke, you hypothetically do for this; tom’s such a slut for the way you taste the main reason why you ever get overstimulated when he eats you out is because you taste so good to him, so when you two smoked a blend that had flowers in it for calming effect, it doubled for an aphrodisiac and you had to pry him from your pussy.
about an hour ago, you and tom smoked blunts with a new blend you found from your dealer that only piqued your interest because she explained to you it also worked as an aphrodisiac. truth be told, that was the only thing you actually registered come out of her mouth cause you zoned out when she started talking, but knowing you and tom fucked like bunnies, you told her to take all your money and you were on your way. so now here you were, on your back with your legs over tom’s shoulders god near choking him to death (not that he was complaining), gasping moans into the air while your hand made its way to tom’s head, making weak efforts to push him away. “to- mm..! i can’t take it!” starting to writhe your hips, accidentally bucking further into tom’s mouth. he was pushing you and he knew it, pushing you towards your 4th orgasm and counting and he had no intention of stopping any time soon, especially not when whatever in that blunt was making you suddenly taste so much sweeter. not when whatever was in that blunt was making the music sensually slow down, or making your moans so honey smooth.
a/n ; last blurb’s dialogue was definitely… 😟 but all i know is that i’m leaving the longer fics to people like @arquiiva and omg i think i’m back? and i also watched astv so i’m adding that to the topic list in guidelines but yeah i’ll try not to leave out of no where again
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Scara brain-rot
tw: smut, afab reader, mentioning of edging, streamer!scara, vibrator, semi-public (?) orgasm, finger riding, oral sex (reserving), clit stimulation, slightly degradation, mentioning of punishment
Scara has been hearing your whines and moan from the bedroom for a good hour or so. You were chasing your orgasm, pumping your middle and ring finger inside of your slick- and fuck, you just couldn’t reach it. Your wrist was tired, you couldn’t find the right position and your fingers cannot reach your sweet spot because they were too short. You have given up on rubbing your clit, you couldn’t focus on both of the actions. Scara couldn’t help you at the moment, he had assigned stream for tonight and it just so happened that the very same night you were feeling horny. Even his headset wasn’t enough to block the sounds you were making. Scara was worried people from his stream were going to hear you, and some even commented on some faint noises. His mind was at a completely different place, he kept dying again and again. People also noticed that and started teasing him in his chat.
He lost it when he heard you sob, right after he lost another round. He muted his microphone and threw his headset on the desk, getting up and going to the bedroom where those goddamn noise were coming from. You jerked up in surprise when he slammed the door open. Scara stared at you: riding you fingers on the bed, wearing his purple hoodie and knee high stockings. The rage in his eyes made the room still. Not daring to ask him what was wrong, you just stared at him- cheeks stained with tears of frustration. He stepped in the room, grabbing your wrist and ripping your fingers out off your dripping cunt.
“You are very annoying, you know?” he spoke harshly, pushing you to lay on your back. He licked his pointer and middle finger, sliding them with ease inside of you “Scara-!” you yelp in surprise of his sudden action.
“Shut up, whore.”
His fingers started to slide and curl inside of you. He then lowered his head and started sucking on your clit- he didn’t have time to wait for you to finish. You couldn’t hold it together, your left hand flew to his hair and started to push him more as you tried to move your hips. Your right palm was covering your lips, trying to keep silent as he instructed you. Scara’s long and slightly slender fingers were brushing on your sweet spot. Choked moans were threatening to escape your mouth, hot tears rolling down and disappearing in your hairs. Such a pathetic sight. His fingers were already knuckles deep inside of you, your juices were dripping down and staining the sheets, a big wet spot was forming from his saliva and your slick.
Your legs were slowly wrapping around his head, making it difficult for him to move. His free hand slammed one of your tights to lay flat on the bed, you daren’t bring it back up. Your palm started to ball his hair in your fist. As he looked up he was met with your fucked out expression and rambling behind your palm. It signalled Scara you were close to your release. The hand he slammed your tight to lay was now on your lower stomach. That was what sent you over. Your body trembled and winced when you finally came. It felt so sweet, to finally feel the tension break, to finally feel relieved. He fucked you thru your orgasm till you calmed down a little. When he finally broke away from your twitching core, Scara made his way to his nightstand and opened it wide with force, rummaging around he finally took out a medium sized box. Your tired eyes followed his every move as he opened it and it revealed a bullet-sized vibrator. He made his way back to you and slowly pushed it up your greedy hole, despite your poor protests. He took the remote and turned it up to ‘level 2’. The toy’s sudden buzz made you jump in surprise. Your sensitivity haven’t worn of just yet.
When you reached down to remove the toy, so you avoid being overwhelmed, he sternly stated
“If you remove the vibrator I am going to edge you till you feel numb and still deny your orgasm.”
It was enough for you to stop your action and grab onto a pillow for support. He had his arms crossed, looking at your hopeless form. After a few seconds he turned to leave the room, standing at the exit he suddenly stopped. “I will be controlling the vibrator while I am on my stream. Do not make any noise under any circumstances. Else, there will be a punishment.” and with that he closed the door with a slight slam.
He returned to his stream, now with a can of soda, placing it on his desk and then he sat on his game chair with force. Scara quickly slipped on his headset once again and unmuted his mic.
“Alright, let’s try againy.”
#fanfic#genshin impact#genshin x reader#genshin impact wanderer#wanderer x reader#genshin impact scaramouche#scaramouche#genshin scara#scara x reader#genshin scaramouche#Streamer Scara#smut#scara smut#scaramouche x you#scara x you#scaramouch x reader#Streamer!scara x reader#genshin smut#scara x y/n
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you asked for neuvillette smut ideas and you shall receive. you've perhaps seen this prompt already and that's because i am ✨unwell✨ about it.
he should have a forked tongue, he would look so good with one🫠🫠🫠 and it should have interesting uses~
OH GOD I JUST READ THAT LAST NIGHT!! let me just say i love this idea so much that i have to post it NOW when i should be asleep 🫠 i’ll add my theme & formatting later <3
i like to think that you find out about his special abilities after a night out, because there’s no way you haven’t discovered this a good few months into a relationship :) like you’d meet him at a party or at a bar, and before you know it you’re pressed up against the wall in some dimly lit back room and this man is all. over. you. in a manner that even the chief justice in him cannot control. if anyone who frequents the opera epiclese finds him like this, they’d probably question that he’d been possessed by a completely different man - so impulsive, so needy, acting out his heart’s every desire.
with the way he’s kissing you so fervently, it doesn’t take long for you to notice something different about his kisses. when he swipes his tongue across your bottom lip, your eyes shoot open and you pull back a little, earning a dissatisfied grunt from neuvillette as he chases after you.
“come back here-”
you reject his advances, holding him at an arm’s length and studying his features intently. he mumbles his disapproval and tries to tighten his grip on your waist, but you dodge his kiss, choosing to find out the reason behind the completely new sensation on your lips.
“open your mouth.”
you’re not sure what you sound like at this point. an impatient dentist, maybe, or a person so desperate for something more…primal. you feel like the latter is the more correct answer.
the frown on his face soon turns into a smirk, and it bothers you on a fundamental, cellular level to see him so smug, as if he knows something you don’t-
large hands encircle yours as he brings your arm up to his lips, before licking a sensual, bold stripe up the inner side of your wrists.
and you just about melt right there when you finally notice. the tip of his tongue is forked in a manner so perfect, that you can only compare it to something straight out of the legends and storybooks.
you gasp, the wet patch on your skin now feeling cool in the exposed air and the wet patch elsewhere is now feeling…wetter.
“seeing that you enjoyed it, i can think of several ways to put that to good use, hm?”
and the rest is history. you don’t remember how you got to his apartment, nor how you ended up half naked on his couch, with the chief justice of fontaine between your legs.
you start to question if his tongue has a mind of its own, which soon turns into alarmed curiosity about where exactly he learned these maneuvers. it’s not like he has loads of free time to just experiment, right?
but when your clit is caught between the split ends of his tongue, your brain ceases to be able to function overtime and all you can think about is that you need him to eat you out at least three times a day, if not more.
the tips are nestled so perfectly against your dripping pussy, spreading you open just enough for the occasional dips inside and the expert swirls of your clit. your back arches off the sofa as your legs close around his head, earning a moan that sends vibrations into the deepest parts of your body. you reach down to pull on his hair, the white strands matted against his forehead and your inner thighs from sweat and your juices.
“i’m gonna have to punish you if you keep doing this,” he warns, and for a moment you almost believe he’ll bring down the wrath of the oratrice mecanique on you. but he wastes no time in diving right back to his feast, dipping his tongue into your throbbing hole. your insides feel like they are on fire as he tickles nerve endings you didn’t even know you had, reaching so deep into your pussy that you cum right there and then with a loud cry of his name.
neuvillette doesn’t stop. instead, he only pumps in and out of you faster, the slurping noises now too lewd for even the wildest imaginations, mixed with praise mumbled directly into your pussy. even in your dazed and fucked out state, the only remaining piece of your conscience questions if you’ll ever come down from this high as he eats you out like a man starved, large hands firmly keeping your legs spread for easy access and your juices dripping down his chin. and still he doesn’t stop, not until you’ve cummed two, three, or four more times, until you’ve squirted all over his face, until there’s nothing else in your mind except for him.
you know there’s no getting out of it until he’s satisfied, but for this time you’ll happily oblige.
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i want him so bad wtf
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Miķelis
Now Playing: Alkaline by Sleep Token
Length: 4,558 words, ~20-25 minute read
Summary: It'd be such a shame if I just left my terrace window open on a hot night to let the breeze in and some big, half human-half tentacle monster comes in through the window, clearly aroused, and sees my wet and loose hole and breeds me in my sleep. Noooo, I'd hate for that to happen!
kinda like doc ock but its natural//part of his body and he's more alien-like 😊
CW: vaginal fingering, masturbation, somnophilia, somno breeding, breeding, tentacle monster/monster sex, cervix penetration, oviposition, rapid pregnancy?, uhhhh idk I’m doing this in order of appearance lolz, egg laying I guess? Idk what you'd call it. also lactation? But it's not really milk, but I guess it's still lactation.
It'd be such a shame if I just left my terrace window open on a hot night to let the breeze in and some big, half human-half tentacle monster comes in through the window, clearly aroused, and sees my wet and loose hole and breeds me in my sleep. Noooo, I'd hate for that to happen!
It's really hot out here in the woodlands of Texas, and my little cottage on the edge of the woods just can't keep up and everything is hot. I don't live particularly close to anyone, so I can go around all day in scantily short dresses or just my lingerie and not worry about anyone seeing me. Some days I just put a little skirt on and skip the panties, just a skirt and a light top you can see my nipples through.
But anyway, it's that time of the summer where it's not even cold at night - you're lucky if it gets down to 80 now. So I go to bed with most of my windows open, hoping it'll bring more air through.
But I don't just go to bed that night, no no no. It was a hot day, I had a few stressful work calls, I need to relax. I've had a few glasses of wine with my dinner, and I have a little left to sip on, so I pull out a small bottle of lube and my rabbit vibrator, my favorite at the moment.
I sigh out a little in relief. I've needed this for far too long at this point. I lube up my fingers and push two in at first. It feels almost foreign with how long it's been since I've been able to give my pussy a little love.
I add a third finger and start trying to loosely separate them, stretching myself open slowly. The slight burn from being out of practice makes this all the more worth it.
I'm getting a little wetter at the provocation, I can't help but smile at the wetness growing between my legs. I think I can use my rabbit now.
I grab my little rabbit and get it in position, slowly thrusting it into myself for the first time in probably a month. I moan out for a man that isn’t there.
I turn up the speed on my vibrator, letting it sit in me for a second, I’m too sensitive to thrust it in yet. Even then, it still feels so good. I needed this. I move it around a little, gasping at the pleasure it brings. God, if only someone else were doing this to me.
I thrust it in faster, panting at the relief it brings. I’m almost at the edge, it’s almost there, I can feel it pooling in my stomach, oh god, oh god oh god oh-
I’m squirting on my fingers and my rabbit before I know it. It was all too much, but I still want more.
I should stop before I’m too sore to work in my garden tomorrow. I turn off and slowly pull my rabbit out, sighing as I get up to clean it. If someone else were here, I wouldn’t have to lift a finger for my aftercare. But here I am, I just fucked my own brains out with a toy and I have administer my own aftercare. How fun.
I wash it of my juices and leave it in the bathroom, I can deal with it tomorrow. For now, though, I lay back down and dim my flower lamp, dusting the room in a pink hue.
I must’ve been sleeping for a few hours when the looming creature creeps in through my wide open bedroom window. He’s tall, at least six-foot-five, dark green in color that fades to a light green at the end of his extremities, and he carries this musk with him; we’re miles from the ocean but I smell the salt and the sand when he enters my room.
But the big thing, though, is that it’s mating season for his kind. He’s been looking for a human to mate with for weeks, and the longer he waits, the more desperate and deranged he becomes. He needs someone to carry his clutch. Now.
And I guess I’m the first easy womb he’s found to harbor his clutch in.
He creeps over, silent and imposing, and looks down at my stretched hole. She played with herself, he thinks absentmindedly. He doesn’t care if I was stretched or not, his slick tentacles would open me up well enough for his eggs.
He growls as his need increases. He needs this now. He grows out two tentacles to wrap around and spread each leg by the ankles, leaving no room for a fight if I wake up. Two more grow from him and stretch out my arms. He gets closer, letting some smaller tentacles trail up my thighs and caress my love handles.
After mapping out my body, he wraps one large tentacle around my waist, keeping me in place as he moves to insert one questioning tendril into my loose cunt.
He makes a lewd sound at the feeling of my walls, excited to have finally found a mate. He thrusts in further, curling round and mapping my womb.
I think this is when I wake up - a rather slimy tentacle all the way in my pussy, pushing against my cervix, and all my limbs and waist being held down by these larger tentacles with suction cups rather than little pores that drip slick. I open my eyes, hoping this is just a dream. I scream when I see his shadowy figure above me, multiple eyes staring at me. A tentacle, small at the tip but quite large at the base - almost as large as the one around my waist - comes straight for my open mouth and shoves itself down my throat. It immediately starts secreting the same fluid that’s being pushed around in my womb, calming and clouding my mind, maybe this is okay. Maybe I do want this.
I have no say when the slick starts leaking from the corners of my mouth, and I have no other choice but to swallow. It’s warm - I think it warms to my body - and it’s sweet, like strawberries and chocolates sweet. Once those first drops are down my throat I can’t help but suckle on the tentacle in my mouth. It just tastes so sweet!
He slides a second, smaller tentacle into my wet pussy - is the liquid an aphrodisiac? I don’t remember going to bed or waking up this wet, I think to myself. This one gushes more of the liquid and helps to stretch my hole open with the other one to let more tentacles in. God, how many is he gonna put in me?
He slowly slides two or three small tentacles in at a time, I don’t know how many, but when he stops, I’m completely full and can barely move. Just as I think he’s finished with the tentacles, he slides one more in, but this one is different from the other ones in and on my body. This one’s cold, large, equipped with both pores and suction cups, and is rather round and larger at the tip, not tapered off like the others. I whimper at the fullness.
And then he starts moving them around, in and out, thrusting in at different speeds.
He finally makes a sound, he shushes me as the tendril in my mouth pumps out more liquid than before. I sigh at getting the sweet aphrodisiac in a larger amount.
I’m getting close, so so close. All of his tendrils are hitting each and every nerve I have, setting my entire body on fire with pleasure. I start moaning a little louder around the tentacle in my mouth, maybe he’ll like the vibrations.
He does. He love it. He starts excreting more of the fluid into my mouth and my womb, making everything hotter and my mind a little more absent. He thrusts all the tendrils in my womb a little harder, a little faster.
Just as I think it couldn’t get any better, I feel a small, completely slick tentacle prodding at my ass. It’s looking for entrance elsewhere. He prods in slowly, hesitantly, making sure he doesn’t hurt his brooder too much.
Once the tentacle is nicely and comfortably moving around in my ass, I come from it all. I’m moaning and shaking, taking in more of the aphrodisiac. Within minutes of me cumming it’s almost like it never happened, I want more from him.
I feel a few more tentacles slowly make way to be with the one in my ass, pumping me with more of his slick. God it feels so good.
He leaves one small tentacle out to play with my clit, he lets it circle and suck on my nub. Two more slither up my body, leaving a trail of slick as they move, up to my breasts. They lightly touch around and move to suction onto my nipples, and I moan loudly at the feeling.
Apparently, once all of his tentacles are where they should be, I’m too loud for him. He stuffs the tentacle down my throat a little farther and starts pumping more of his liquid out.
“Shhh, shhh, I got you, shhhh, shhh. You’ll look so nice brooding my clutch” he whispers. He’s got a heavy accent, but it’s not one I’ve ever heard. Almost like it’s from a language most don’t speak. I try to look into his eyes, but as he looms over me - blocking out most light - I can barely make out his dark sets of orbs. I hope I’m looking at him, I want him to know I want more.
The limbs in my ass and my womb start moving faster, dripping more and more slick into me as he grunts a little louder. The oddly shaped one starts prodding at my cervix - it wants entry.
Everything becomes too much again, and as I feel his tentacle breach my cervix, I cum a second time from him, moaning loudly at the feeling. I slightly push the tendril out of my throat with my sounds, and it recedes back out to his back.
I mewl at the emptiness, I didn’t want him to leave! He swoops in and crashes our lips together, his slick and our saliva mixing. His tongue - much like his tentacles - slithers it’s way into my mouth - feeling what his tendril was just seconds ago. Can he not feel with his tentacles? I’m sure he can, he grunts when I squeeze my walls around him, he acted in tandem with me. Maybe it feels different.
Just as he’s about to pull away, I feel the tentacle that breached my cervix start to expand, like it’s hollowing around something. And sure enough, a few seconds go by and I feel something plop into my womb, followed by another, and another and another and another-
There’s got to be at least 20 small plops that go by before I zone out, totally in love with the feeling. I look down at my stomach, watching it inflate. His hand reaches out to cup my womb, slowly caressing it and cooing at me. I smile at the feeling of truly being full for the first time in my life.
I zone back in when I feel the tentacles in my ass start to pull out, slowly and one by one as to not hurt me. He starts pulling out the ones in my cunt, too. I whine at being empty.
“Shhh, pretty girl, you won't be empty for long” he whispers against my ear, the only tentacle left in me is the one in my womb now. It’s still pumping, my stomachs still swelling.
When it stops swelling, he goes to tear it off.
“What, what what do you think you’re doing? Why are you cutting it off?” I ask. They’re the first words out of my mouth to him, my voice shot from the tentacle that was down my throat.
“It’s customary. So you don’t worry about the clutch inside of you, and they also have both parents with them.” He grunts out as he finally tears it off. He doesn’t bleed from it, I guess it is customary for breeding.
“Sleep, grow my clutch dear brooder. I’ll be back tomorrow.” He whispers as he gets up to leave. He uncurls the tendrils from my body and stands up from where he was on my bed. I whimper at being cold and alone now.
He circles around to the side and puts a tentacle back in my throat. I accept it immediately, letting it settle heavy on my tongue. It starts pumping out a different tasting liquid, this one tastes like how honeysuckle smells. I start nodding off to the taste of it.
I wake up hours later than usual, the sun is almost right above me when I wake up. It’s got to be at least 10:30 now.
The tentacle is gone from my mouth, but the one he cut off is still sitting in my cunt, fully extended to my womb. My womb is completely filled and extended, the skin taught from how many eggs are inside me. I see a small note, a pair of scissors, and a glass of water on my bedside table as I swerve to the side to stand up.
Don’t take the tentacle out, just cut it so it doesn’t impede your movement. I'll take it out when I get there. See you tonight.
-Miķelis
I smile, rubbing my large belly. I wonder what’ll happen tonight. I cut the excess off, leaving maybe an inch to grab it with, and throw it in the trash can by bed.
I stand up, hearing my knees pop and my back moan in pain from the sudden added weight. I guess I can't work in the garden today. There goes my Saturday.
I waddle to my kitchen to make breakfast, but I honestly don't have much energy to do that. All I want to do is get back in bed and snuggle up until Miķelis gets here tonight.
After breakfast, I go freshen up (get all the slick off of my body) and lay back down. I find a small little cup and a second note on my other bedside table.
Drink this about an hour before sundown, it'll make tonight easier.
-Miķelis
It smells nice, almost exactly like the first liquid he pumped into me last night. Maybe it is that liquid? Who knows, but I want to listen to him, so I turn on my other side and settle down.
I wake up again a few hours later, it's about two in the afternoon now. My stomach is larger, its moving a little, and I feel an insatiable heat in my cunt. I can't even reach my clit to play with myself. I whine in frustration, getting up to get my small bullet vibrator from the drawer. That'll do the trick.
"Ohhh, Oh my god! Miķelis!!!" I moan out when i squat down to the lower drawer where my vibrator is. Everything just moved inside me and everything hurts. The tentacle almost starts sliding out. I quickly grab my bullet vibrator waddle to go grab some panties to keep the tentacle and vibrator in place for when I lay back down.
Putting on panties is harder than it seems when you can't reach your cunt or see most of your legs for that matter, but once I get them on, I waddle quickly back to bed. I need this more than I needed it last night.
I push the tendril back in, sighing at the comfort it brings to have something so stable in me. I slide the bullet into my panties and turn it on, mewling at the pleasure it brings. Nowhere near what Miķelis gave me last night, but it'll do until he gets here.
As the bullet buzzes away, I go to play with my breasts. When my hands cup them, though, I notice they're a little larger than they were last night. They seem, I don't know, heavier? Like they're filled with something? Oh my god, oh!! What if they're filled with milk for our clutch? Do his eggs even need milk? Ooooh is that what's going to happen tonight? Is that why he's coming back?
I cum quickly when I pinch my nipples. They're so tender right now! I sigh and turn down the bullet, letting it go at a small hum on my clit. I go back to sleep.
When I wake up again, it's about 30 minutes before sundown, a little later than when he said I should drink whatever's in the small cup. The bullet turned off, so I turn it back on at the low hum it was at. It feels nice to have a small distraction.
I quickly swallow down whatever he gave me, it tastes like a mix of the strawberries and chocolate aphrodisiac with something else, not the honeysuckle, but something equally sweet. Raspberry? Jasmine. It think it's jasm-
My cunt starts spasming out of nowhere, and I've noticed a few things:
My stomach is at least twice it's size that was earlier.
my bedsheets have become extremely wet - as if I poured the entire ocean on them wet.
My breasts are leaking something that looks like milk
I think I'm contracting?
Do I start pushing? Do I take the tentacle out? He said not to take the tentacle out until he got here, what do I do what do I do?? Damn Miķelis, giving me the best night of my life just to leave me alone. But he's coming, he's just not here right now! That's all!
I'm writhing on the bed for what feels like days before I see that it's completely dark outside now. Miķelis should be here soon. Please show up. I don't think I can do this alone.
I whimper a little louder and feel the tentacle slowly start moving outward, something's pushing it out from the inside. I push it back in, I can't not do one of the two things Miķelis asked of me, I can't upset this man.
Just as I start crying, I see him in the corner of my doorway. He rushes in when he hears me in full.
"Shhhh, shhh shhh, dolly, it's okay, I'm here now. Let's move you to the bathroom dear, my eggs need to be hatched in water." He whispers as he holds me. He picks me up and coos silently on the way to my bathroom. How does he know the layout to my house?
He sets me down in the bathtub and starts the water. He lets it get to a warm temperature before closing the stopper and letting it fill. As it nears my breasts, he stops the water and helps me onto the large ledge.
"Oops, sorry dear, I didn't see you had panties on" he chuckles softly as he pulls them off. The vibrator falls into the tub -thank god it's meant to be submerged - and he turns it off and chucks it onto the bathroom counter. He does the same with my panties.
"I'm so happy you listened to my directions, dear, both for the tentacle and the drink. Women have tried to take it out before, it never does end well." he whispers as he rubs my belly. I whimper at his words.
The lights are on in the bathroom, and I finally get a good look at him. He is indeed tall, and only his tentacles - which I only see eight right now - are the dark to light green ombré. He's got dark brown hair, olive skin, and his eyes match his tentacles - one's dark green and the other's light green. He doesn't have a plethora of eyes like I thought, only two. Why did I think he had multiple sets of eyes?
The contractions start at a heavier pace now, and he pulls the tentacle out. He places it in the tub.
He coos at me and rubs my belly a little more, telling me it'll be okay. I hope it will be.
He tells me to start pushing, and I can't not listen to him. A tentacle wraps around my chest, just above my nipples to keep me upright.
I push, I feel them moving closer to my entrance.
A few more pushes, and the first small egg makes it's way to crowning. He slips a tentacle into my mouth and tells me to suck. A second one makes it's way to my clit and circles around it. I moan at the comfort his tentacles bring me.
The liquid starts pouring out into my mouth, and I feel myself loosening up as I drink up more of it. I hear the first egg plop out, followed quickly by the second, and the third, fourth fifth sixth seven-
At least 20 small eggs have slipped out of my loose hole before I start crying a little louder. How many are there? How many did he put in me?
It finally stops at 36, and I slump into his tentacles, letting him do what he pleases with my body.
By now, it's at least an hour after sundown, probably around nine or a little after. He carries me back to bed and lays me down, letting me catch my breath.
When I've finally caught my breath, I feel a slew of tentacles prodding at my loose cunt, not forcing themselves in yet, but asking for entrance.
I sigh around the tendril in my mouth. I try to say yes around it, he can shove them in me and make me his brooder again. He smiles, he got the memo.
I'm loose from last night and just giving birth to his clutch, so he easily slides three or more in at once. I feel the ovipositor tendril come in with a second bulk of them this time. It's already regrown? This one feels larger though?
"It regrows quickly during mating season. And you can take a larger clutch this time dear, you can take a larger tentacle for it. It grows with each mating session." He explains. I guess I looked a little confused.
A few tentacles ask for entrance at my ass again, and again, I let him in. There's still some entering my loose pussy, but not as many as there were earlier.
The remaining go up to cup my still leaking breasts, the tentacles immediately go to suckle on my nipples. Two more go to cup the underside of them.
I guess he doesn't feel the need to tie me up this time. I like that. I move my arms to wrap around his neck to get closer to him, I want to breathe his ocean scent in.
He smiles and puts a hand on my back to bring me in closer, the other on my neck to keep a good hold of me. He leans in to whisper.
"You are meant to be a breeder, dear. You'll take every single clutch I give you and won't let a single egg spoil. You make such a good brooder, sweetie. You're the best brooder I've ever had. You're my only brooder for this season, I swear to you. You'll be my only brooder for every other season.
What a good slut, deary. Taking all I give you and still begging for more. I couldn't help myself when I smelled your sex last night. You just had to keep your windows open, just had to tempt me. Now look at you, begging for a second clutch to take care of."
I whimper as I cum around his tentacles again, he just makes me feel so good. I can't stop myself this time, I feel myself adding to the wetness around us. I'm gushing around his multiple cocks. I hide my face in his neck as best I can with the tentacle in my mouth when he speeds up. I think the aphrodisiac numbs pain, too.
The tentacles in my ass move at a different pace than the ones in my cunt, and I whimper a little louder at the sensation. The tendril in my mouth pumps more liquid to calm me. God do I love the taste of it. Can't that be the only thing I drink for the rest of my life?
The tentacles in my cunt speed up, and I feel the ovipositor tendril make its way for my cervix again. Already? I can't complain, but it feels like no time has passed at all. But he doesn't move to breach yet, he simply straddles it there.
More and more of the liquid is pumping into all of my holes, he's pounding my cunt and my ass, and my mouth is full. It feels like I didn't just cum and I'm already cumming again. I'm gushing against him and I feel his smile even with my eyes closed. I whimper a little louder, everything alive with fire but dull at the same time.
He pulls out the tentacle from my mouth and moves to kiss me as the ovipositor breaches my cervix. I cry out loudly as it happens and he smothers me with the kiss. I feel the all the other tentacles still and the ovipositor start pumping eggs into me again. I sigh quietly, it already feels comforting and constant even if it's the second time. I smile into his lips at the thought.
The clutch he pumps into me is larger than the last ones, if only by a little bit. It still feels jarring, though. I don't think 36 will fit this time if they're larger.
I whimper at being full once again, happy at being at this point again. He pulls away from my lips and smiles at me, moving us back down onto the bed flat, letting a had move to my stomach and leaving the other to still rest at my neck. It moves to cup my jaw.
He stops pumping me to take his other tentacles out, slowly, knowing even though I like this, my body still isn't fully acclimated to it. Once they're all out, he again cuts off his ovipositor. I whimper at being empty again.
This time, though, instead of getting up and putting me to sleep, he shushes me and tells me he'll be right back. He comes back with a glass of water and lays down with me. Is he staying this time? Oh I hope he stays this time!
He holds the glass for me as I take small gulps, smiling down at my large belly. It's a little larger than it started at last time, god it's gonna be a bad night tomorrow if they're that big. But it's only gonna get bigger and more painful from here. Who cares, hopefully I'll acclimate.
He moves us around to spoon, moving his arms to be wrapped around my full belly. I smile at the gesture.
I really hope he does this all mating season.
I have wanted to write tentacle sex for so long, and this one could go on forever, but I mean it'd just repeat after this.
Not super edited, sorry for any mistakes
Again, if you actually got to the end of this, why don't you stay for a while? I got some other works in the making at the moment and chances are if you've found my posts you'll like the stuff i repost. Just a thought :)
Creds to @/cafekitsune for the dividers ♡
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JJ definitely begs you to skip class for a ‘quickie’ but it doesn’t end up being a quickie
OMG my first ask!!
There are no quickies with JJ. This was supposed to be short, but got a little carried away. Kinda like JJ 😋
Somehow JJ Maybank always talks you in to whatever hair brained idea he comes up with. This particular idea you couldn't say no to, skipping last period for a quickie in the Twinkle.
"John B will kill us if he finds out" you say with a chuckle, as JJ slides open the side door, and pushes you in.
"Can't kill us if he never finds out" JJ says as he gives you that shit eating grin that makes your knees weak. "Now c'mere babygirl" he whispers his voice husky.
He pulls you in his lap and grabs the back of you neck, hungrily kissing you. His other hand finding its way under your tank top and gently massaging you boob through your bra. You wrap your arms around neck, running your hands through his hair. The make out session lasts a bit, and finally you lean back "Jay this is *kiss* supposed to be *kiss* a quickie *kiss*" "O right"
Clothes start flying off. "Babygirl I need to taste you" JJ moans as he sits you on the backseat, putting your feet up on the edge of the seat. Legs pushed wide and your pussy spread out for him as if on display. "Jay baby, we don't have time" you say as he kneels in front if you and leans in to your pussy. "Sure we do baby" he whispers right before he takes his tongue and licks from your hole to clit. "God you taste like heaven" he groans as he starts eating you out like a man starved.
"O Fuck" you whine as you grab a hold of his hair and pull him forward to grind on his mouth. He moans and keeps sucking and licking on your clit. That all to familiar feeling in your stomach let's you know your getting close. JJ dips his tongue in your hole and switches between that and sucking your clit
"Jay I am close" you whimper to him.
"Come on baby, soak my face, daddy is hungry" JJ muffles out before going back in. You clench around his tongue causing him to groan, the vibrations cause you to fall over the edge as you moan JJ's name over and over. He licks up every bit of juices you released before grabbing you by the waist, and turning you and him around so he is sitting on the seat while you straddle him.
"You did so good babygirl, you ready for daddy now?" JJ asks as you hover over him. "Please yes" you whimper as he grabs his dick and pumps a few times, lining up to your hole. You slowly slide down his cock, both of you hissing until you bottom out.
"O Fuck Y/N! God baby, you're so warm and tight." JJ whines out. You start bouncing up and down, hands on his shoulders to keep balanced. JJ's head is thrown back and you hear little grunts and moans from him. His hand on your hips as he squeezes them, sure to leave bruises. The noises he makes are spurring you on, wanting him to feel as good as he made you feel.
"Fuck JJ, I feel you in my stomach" you moan as you grind down and circle your hips. "Baby I'm close, I need you to cum" JJ all but whimpers out. You feel him slow slide his hands under your thighs and he is lifting you. You let a squeal as he starts pistoning into you, hitting your g-spot rapidly over and over again.
"O fuck JJ, fuckfuckfuck" you yell out. The van is shaking like a mini earthquake is inside and the windows are fogged over. You slide your fingers down to your clit and start rubbing frantically. Your vision starts to fade as you feel fire run through your veins. "JJ I'm cumming"
"Cum for me baby" JJ moans out, that is all you need and you feel your legs shake and euphoria erupts through you. You clench around JJ and hear him let out a pornographic moan as he slams into you and holds it there.
JJ leans his head on your shoulders "You did so good for me babygirl" he says as he peppers kisses on your shoulder and neck.
Before you can say anything you hear John B "JJ, YOU AND Y/N BETTER NOT BE FUCKING IN MY VAN!"
Simultaneously you and JJ whisper yell "O shit" just as you hear the van side door slide open. You peek over you shoulder and see a red faced John B with Kie and Pope trying not to look as they laugh.
John B growls out "You fuckers" and you turn back to JJ. He innocently looks at you with a smirk and says "Guess that wasn't a quickie after all." You just hide your head in his chest.
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A SOUVENIR FROM SATORU
warnings: pussy eating, soft dom! Gojo, use of toys, lots of cursing, office sex?, fucking on the floor
a/n: not my best work, but have fun!
Your boyfriend Satoru, always, as in always brings a souvenir, edible, keychains, expensive or not he will always bring you something, after his business trip or missions but this time..it was not what you expected.
"I have a souvenir for youu~!" Your boyfriend says as he runs to you with a bright aura, holding the gift bag from behind,
"It better not be expensive Gojo Satoru" you glared
"wwuu, scary as always! anyways, here just take it, you'll love it I promise~ hehe~!" he tries not to chuckle as he hands the gift bag to you.
"open it loveyy!" he said beaming with energy,
you once again glared at him as you opened the gift bag, and boy... it was a rampat bunny..you looked at it in shock, and with flustered cheeks as you looked back at him, you were confused, chuckling you asked him,
"What am i going to do with this?", he leans closer to you. "I'll be using that later" he response, and leans back out, and smiled like nothing ever happened.
"Is it for me or.." you asked, he laughs at your response, "See you later y/nieeee! the higher ups are looking f'me." he squishes your cheeks and left a peck on your lips, you watched him walk away, you looked down on the gift bag, making sure if it's really a rampat bunny,
"what the fuck.." you reached the item from the bag, and observed it, it's black, and you estimated that it was 5-7 inches long, out of curiosity, you pressed a button, with made the vibrator move,
"Oh my fucking-! what the fuck?" you screeched, when the item moved like a worm.
✧LATER THAT DAY✧
"nnn~ 'T-Toru, gahh- s'too much" you whined, as Satoru has you on his lap with spread legs, his left hand spreading your wet folds.
"Baby, it's only on level 2" he says chuckling at your pathetic aroused state, running his finger up and down to tease your abused clit, your brain was practically a mush with how much pleasure you were feeling, with the vibrator moving and hitting your g-spot you knew you'd cum in a minute, you knew you're close, so Satoru was quick to notice that, so he held the end of the vibrator using his right arm and shoved it deeper in your pulsating cunt hitting you g-spot, your body shivered and arched with the immeasurable pleasure you've received,
"Nghh~, so fucking gooodd 'Toru." you moaned as you released your orgasm, Satoru removes the vibrator from your gaping hole and set it aside, and had you limping and standing on the desk,
"Bend over baby," he says as he guides your waist to bend over
"Satoru- wh-what are you doin~" you babbled as for, Satoru he's already running his nose to your exposed pussy, overstimulating your delicate body,
"hwuu~ S'toru f-fuck, im still sensitive there, oh good god, baby-!" you tried to warn Satoru, who's inserting his middle and pointing finger in your hungry cunt,
"Try to keep still baby" he says, groaning in your pussy, sending a tingling sensation to your core.
All clothes on the office floor, pussy juices was dripping on the floor too, as Satoru messily eats your cunt like it's a five star meal,
"Satoru s'too much" you mewled trying to support your body, your knuckles was already white on how tight you were gripping on the desk, your nails leaving scratches on Gojo's desk too!
"Satoru, baby i'm s'closee!"you said, giving your warning, as you orgasm on his pretty face.
"So sweet, did you ate pineapple baby?" he jokes, as he pumps his cock on his palm, he then turns you around to face him, you saw his throbbing, angry, pink tip releasing beads of pre-cum he catches his breath trying to control it, as he gave you a passionate kiss, slowly entering your pussy,
you can feel him throbbing cause of the long neglecting, and finally he's in you, you pussy was quick to suck him in as soon as he enters his dick bulges on your tummy which means he's reaching your cervix, you're still high from your orgasm but Satoru seems to be enjoying to overstimulate and fuck you dumb,
"Satoru it's too much baby, ha-!" you broke the the kiss as you squirmed beneath him scratching his bare back and neck,
"Baby please I'll let agh- rest hmm s'good! when im done" he stutters bearly making a sentence cause of how you suck him in, he was having a hard time to go back and forth in your pussy causing him to whine even more.
A few minutes go by, when someone knocked on Satoru's Office,
"Gojo, Principal Yaga is looking for you." The voice was familiar, it was Shoko,
You heard it too despise being fucked dumb, you're not deaf, so to get back at Gojo you purposely clenched your walls tighter, causing him to stutter,
"O-oh ngh, Yeah be ha-! right there, S-Shoko hng" Satoru responds,
"Yeah, ok come quick" Shoko response, and walks away, "have a good fuck too" she mumbles on her way out.
"Oh- yeah be right there shoko nyenye" you laughed mocking him, in which he responded with a hard slap on your breast, "Hghh" you whined, as he slams you on the floor bucking your hips forward his cock pounding raw in your pussy, "You like that hm?" he grabs your hair, you couldn't respond cause of the pleasure, the stinging pain from the slap, and how hard he's grabbing your hair, you had your eyes crossed to the back of your head and tongue lolled out with saliva dripping out of your mouth,
"Satoru ah! ah! ah! hgh!" you screamed, with every scream it was punctuated, you swear you saw cloud nines with how good he's fucking you,
"Mmnh, 'bout to ohh god!- bout to cum, y/n baby" he says thrusting in you with no remorse.
"Fuck-!" he tries to hold his moans back as he shoots thick, creamy white threads in you.
"I'm so sorry baby ha- i just missed you sooo fucking much.." he says as he snaps his hips deeper in your pussy, making sure there were no cum spilling out, with his final thrust you came, you cum and his mixing together, you kissed him, "It's ok baby, i missed you too" you uttered, as you kissed him once again on his forehead.
"Okay that's enough you two, Gojo Sir Yaga is looking for you." Geto says behind Satoru's office door.
a/n: as promised 👻
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༺ ♱ ༻ 2/10 - aot threesome
"can you fuck her a little better? look how desperate she is." annie says as she holds a wand vibrator against your clit. reiner is drilling his big cock into your hole and you feel like you're in heaven. every thrust of his cock makes your brain freeze because of how big he is. you and reiner fucked a lot of times but this time annie is involved too and she's gonna get what she wants.
"your tits are so cute." she compliments you before pinching your nipples. she places his mouth on one of them, sucking and licking while she turns the vibrations up. you and reiner both whine. the side of the wand is touching his cock and you know what's annie's goal: making you both fall apart.
"im gonna cum. can i cum inside?" reiner begs, his thrusts becoming sloppy and out of rhythm. you nod at him as you look him straight in the eyes. you can see the desperation and devotion he holds for you. he can feel his climax coming and before he can register it, he's cumming inside of you. he carefully pulls out, making you wince a little but before he can calm down, annie presses the wand against his cock again.
"lay down, y/n, and jerk him off."
you comply, laying down on the bed and taking reiner's cock in your hand again. he sobs at the overstimulation but he also feels too good to stop you.
annie shuffles so that her already dripping pussy is right in front of your face.
"tell me how much you want to eat this pussy." she orders, taking your hair in her first.
"i want it so much." you manage to whimper out before she presses your face into her cunt. it takes you a few licks before she puts her whole wight onto your face. you tease her slit with your tongue, lapping up her juices. she uses your mouth for her pleasure, basically humping and riding your face. you lap for breath but she doesn't let you, she just wants you to be a good girl for her.
you look at reiner whose head his against the wall, eyes closed. you're still fisting his cock which is now red and leaking.
"fuck baby, i am going to cum in your mouth." she says as she grips your hair eyes tighter and brings her pussy on your face even rougher. she cums with a low moan, her juices spilling into your mouth. reiner moans at the sight, cumming in your hand.
you both fall on the bed, panting.
"looks like your girl liked my pussy." annie smirks at reiner. you blush at her comment and you see how reiners cheek turn red too.
"yeah, she did. that's why we're never going to do this again."
#aot x reader#aot smut#attack on titan smut#aot headcanons#attack on titan x you#attack on titan x reader#annie leonhart x reader#annie leonhart smut#annie leonhardt x you#annie leonhart x y/n#reiner braun x you#reiner braun x reader#reiner braun smut
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GUILTY PLEASURE — 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀. ⋅ fem reader
armin eats pussy for his pleasure. it's one time you see him fully lose control over himself, his mind becoming intoxicated by the sight of you all pretty and splayed over the bed, cunt glistening and exposed to his gaze like a juicy feast; the moment you saw the last drop of self control leave his brain at the godly sight.
“armin, s-slow down–fuck!” you plead helplessly but to no avail. your scent, your gorgeous sounds and your addicting body all took armin far too gone and the way he lapped and slurped greedily at your juices only attested to his lost sanity. you moaned and squirmed away as you felt yourself spiral inevitably down your second orgasm this night.
“you taste so good, angel... so, so good.” the vibrations his voice sent to your clit only loudened your shameless moans and drawed out the waves of your high, “you're so pretty.”
armin groaned when you desperately pulled back on his tousled hair, clearly overstimulated. his eyes were half-lidded, pupils blown wide, chin glistening and dripping a combination of your juices and saliva while he still clutched your sore thighs, seeming to be in a complete trance. armin's always been gentle, a kind, passionate and selfless lover who'd always put your needs before his, it was just the kind of person he was– which made your discovery of this layer of him all the more exciting and hot. the fact that this was a need of his and you were the trigger to bring out this side of his complex personality like a switch only amplified your ego and arousal for him. armin looked like a madman. and you shivered when his eyes bored into yours as he continued talking;
“and all mine too, right? you're all mine.” he said already bracing himself, to your panic.
“yes, baby. i-i am, but wait–”
“one more, sweetie. just one for me. i promise i just need one. i swear.” he chanted almost incoherently.
“m-min, wait–” his sudden dive in your core melted your sentence into a strangled moan as he began his devour on you implaccably once again.
and you would give him one more, armin would make damn sure of it. as your body writhed and squirmed helplessly at his mercy, you mused at the safe word you two had agreed on that was at your disposition at anytime, all you needed to do was say it and armin would be back to you with comfort and his sickly sweet words in an instant. and yet, you didn't. because you were obsessed with every side and layers of armin arlert's, and he was more than willing to give you a taste of every one of them.
by GIRLYBELLE.
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I am having thoughts. You are now subjected to my thoughts
Tiso has shit eye-sight and needs the bug equivalent of glasses. However not very practical in combat so he switched to goggles so they'd stay on his face.
Myla and the other crystal peak bugs used to sing for company and entertainment while working, just imagine many voices echoing around the caverns like a sea shanty. Although relatively small bugs by themselves, when singing as a large group they are intimidating. Like those bees that make patterns on the outside of hives to scare predators!
City of tears is now a very cold place because of the constant rain, buildings aren't very good at keeping warmth and mainly everyone there is infected so nobody really feels it except Lemm (Emilitia just doesn't care/notice). Hiding away in his small relic shop and having a constant downpour outside doesn't help with his chronic pain. Neck and back pain interfere with translating relics and he gets super pissed.
PK burrows. Wyrm things baby! He is guaranteed to have moved from where he fell asleep, most likely ending up in a hole somewhere he dug while sleeping. He also burries/hoards random shit out of habit.
The vessels don't have a voice but can communicate with each other using telepathy. Also body language! Ghost isn't very expressive but has the energy of a cat making direct eye contact as they push something off a table.
Vessels vibrate. They make no noise but they can purr and you can feel them vibrating if you touch their shell/mask.
When the nailmasters where little they were scared of the dark, Sly held onto the lantern he used back then for as long as he could, eventually selling it in his shop because the brothers had all grown up and left.
Hegemol was a menderbug :D
Hornet trained in the hive the same time Hive Knight was being trained, because of that, their spike ball attacks are similar as Vespa taught them both
Cloth's weapon is a tooth from a beast that she defeated alongside Nola back in her homeland.
Xero had 4 arms before his execution in which they were cut off (a bit morbid but his sprite has no visible arms and I think it's cool + kinda sad)
The Collector obsession with grubs came from its creation as akingsmould imbued with the purpose of protecting the wyrm. As defective kingsmould the Collector instead sees grubs as very tiny baby wyrms and tries to protect them. (It's also obsessed because grubs are cute and I'm also obsessed with grub cuteness)
Monomon is cold to the touch, though she had a thin outer layer that feels like putting your hand in tingly mist. The layer can allow her out of acid for longer periods of time.
Pk has wings! Under that cloak he got 3 ol' pairs of iridescent wings. Although the public never saw them, his image is often depicted with them. Also monarch wings? Wings OF a monarch.
Hornet had to stop Hollow from putting random shit in their mouth. They once tried to eat mosscreep who didn't seem to realise it was being consumed.
One day baby quirrel walked into the archive and nearly got blown up. That encounter made him want to be there even more much to Monomon's confusion.
Grimm carries Grimmchild by the scruff of its neck like a cat.
and uh. hornet autism
ok I've spilled my brain juice now I can sleep ^__^
#hollow knight#oh god pesky is thinking again#I am having what you call a brainrot moment in case you can't tell#hollow knight hc#do. do I tag everyone?#fuck it#tiso hk#myla hk#lemm hk#pale king#pk hk#vessels HK#nailmasters#hegemol hk#hornet hk#hive knight#cloth hk#xero HK#collector hk#monomon hk#quirrel hk#grimm hk#hollow knight headcanons#headcanon
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Random shit I had or others had said as prompts.
Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of sus, dark humor(probably), dark themes(also probably), Sensitive topics
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"Motherfucker is high on cat nip at the top."
"Imma just kick this fish then-"
"Let me sleep with you!"
"STOP CREAMING YOURSELF"
"Let me throw your child!"
"I smacked a bad guy's booty."
"That was a good ass slap!"
"Give me all these delicious batteries!"
"Everybody died in this family!"
"I JUST SHOT HER BODY WITH MY GUN-"
"I DIDNT EVEN KNOW I HAD BALLS STILL!"
"I got stuff on my neck!"
"Be honest, am I hot?" "I'M GAY-"
"IMMA WHIP OUT MY BEANS ESSAY"
"Not the duckussy"
"Already sus gonna hide in the ooc"
"Okay I got my happiness, bye"
"I like me some Among Us"
"Can someone hold me please"
"[Name] stop searching. I wanna search something up to on him!"
"IS HE WRITING A FANFIC OML"
"I KNOW BUT WHEN I LAUGH I SOMEHOW CHOKE ACK-"
"You're more grosser than I am."
"Ohh~ Hee got the rizz~"
"OKAY BACK TO CRYING"
"I love dying screaming"
"IM CRYING WHAT DID WE JUST WALK IN ON???"
"I will slap myself if I say something sus"
"Let her scream lmao."
"Being force to talk by a 14 year old"
"Such a beautiful break up"
"STOP RIZZING ME"
"Anyway does anyone want to get slap by me?"
"Damn she hot"
"THE FUCK WOMAN???"
"DAMN I AM A LONELY BITCH"
"Actually *SHITTING* himself would be pooping. *PISSING* himself would be peeing."
"Why did you eat mah stick?"
"STOP EATING POOP???? WHOS POOP EVEN IS THAT???"
"I- Wha- ho- ...MY BRAIN CANT HANDLE THISI-"
"I think u just pissed him up even more"
"And why are you creaming [Name]?" "Damn tell me how you really feel about the cream jesus"
"One of them is: What the fuck is going on at this point and why am I still here for it?"
"I just love killing people!"
"I want to fuck Optimus Prime."
"Allergies are kicking me ass"
"I would've given you some but you didn't talk fast enough /j"
"[NAME] PLEASE I BE SILLY"
"I SWEAR ON [NAME] IT AINT ME"
"Why is [Name] robbing [Name2]"
"Enjoy your last peaceful moments"
"You were the chosen one"
"Then speak it"
"And [Name] just set himself on fire"
"I feel like I am being judged now,,,,,bye." *disappears*
"The shame has already been done there is no going back"
"My mom used to buy me robux before she mcfucking died"
"I BROKE MY STICK"
"THEY DONT KNOW WHAT GOES ON BEHIND CLOSED DOORS"
"My gaydar told me"
"What the fuck are smiley fries."
"Rice with beef broth because we have no chicken"
"Anime cat girls are canon within Spongebob now."
"The Cat Has Ingested The Wall"
"Split dat chicken wingg"
"Oeuur... digs chicken wing out of the carpet"
SHRIEKS AND BREAKS IN THROUGH A WINDOW
"They have been bestowed the name [New name]"
"I love the fumbling with the remote"
"Literally vibrating in my chair, I’m really excited for the game"
"That's so sad imagine someone hated you so much they wouldn't even spend more than 5 bucks to hire a hitman"
"Bro's gonna be willing to die after that"
"FLOOFY AND GOOBER"
"I wanna invite them for tea and crumpets
The best type of relationship"
"ILL FORFEIT ALL MY LEGAL POSSESSIONS TO HIM"
"Like damn dude you don't need THAT much eye liner"
"This is so emo"
"My dude needs to look fabulous"
"WHAT A GOOBER ! FOOLISH LITTLE FELLOW"
"OMG ITS MY KID"
"LIL GUY IS SPEEDY ASF"
"They got a little too silly"
"ITTY BITTY"
"They just need to put some ice on it"
"Aww noo they spilled the cranberry juice" :(
#star prompts#vibe prompts#writing prompts#creative writing#creative prompts#dialogue prompts#imagine your otp#otp prompts#imagine your ocs#funny prompts#comedy#tw swearing#tw sus#Yes i can be sus lmao#prompt list#prompt list friday#tw dark themes#probably#tw dark humor#tw sensitive content#sensitive topics
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The return of the good brain juice that comes with springtime/more light also correlates to (for me at least) a jump in creative energy
Which means right now in addition to wanting to clean my house top to bottom I am just vibrating out of my skin with all the projects I want to make and/or buy supplies for
(Unfortunately this does not correspond to a matching increase in time to do these things, but ah well)
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Writer positivity tag
Thanks @lola-theshowgrl for the tag, thinkin we could all do with a little more positivity!
1. What motivates you to write?
Well you've got the good of fulfilling a creative need/want. The sense of "oh man I wish I could do that" and then just actually doing it. And adding something to the world that maybe somebody else might enjoy.
But, there's also the reasoning of helping me work through some stuff and keeping me grounded when the brain juice machine breaks. I picked writing up more consistently when I was between jobs and in a pretty dark place. Also when I am feeling overstimulated or just there is just T O O M U C H going on, I can slip away and guide that energy towards something rather than letting it sit and cause my atoms to vibrate out of existence.
2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)
So this is from the second story with Hank and Mikey, idk, when I was writing it out I couldn't help but giggle. I did change it a little as the flow wasn't quite right before.
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As the man’s head slowly loomed down into view his expression changed from a confident sneer to a confused frown. Pointed right between his eyes was the barrel of a sawed-off shotgun. His eyes traced it up to the hand holding it, up the arm, then all the way to Hanks beet red face and burning eyes.
“I-” the man started to say.
“Merry Christmas, get the fuck out.”
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3. Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?
Hank/Mikey. I don't write too much about them, as they are pretty recent. But, they are just a couple of dudes who love each other and weird shit just keeps happening to them. They occupy a place in my writing brain when I want to write something spooky but silly, where the victim ends up being the monster causing the problem.
They aren't monster hunters or anything, they just get out of dodge by pure dumb-shit luck. Like hitting a monstrous deer with a baseball bat.
4. What process of writing do you enjoy the most?
Starting with an idea and then just having the characters take it over and watching where it all goes from there. Also, making accidental metaphors, there have been a couple of times I've gotten done writing and had a lightbulb moment of "oh I did something there without thinking"
An example: When Alex goes to see Dave they transmute their body into a porcelain like material. I had originally thought of it like a doll and doll master thing, but Dave is a being or more order and regulations and the porcelain could represent the outwardly beautiful but ultimately very fragile nature of order and laws.
5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)
I think I write pretty decent dialogue. Maybe not the most profound but I feel like I get the timing and flow of a natural conversation pretty well. If anything else I let the character of the, well, character come through in their words.
6. What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?
Honestly I really like these tag games, they keep me on my toes and actually writing. That and it gives me a chance to put little tidbits out there for people to see and maybe come check me out.
7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)
Bruh I just use google docs so lol idk. If I had to answer, laptop. It frees up a lot of space and ability to do my own thing when my partner wants to use the computer.
8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)
It is super simple but how is Rituals and Red Tape, the eldritch cults/nature of the The Board is only comprehensible to those under them as a big ass office culture. They are not your master but your Boss and you aren't a cult member you are an employee. I don't think I'll end up going into too great of detail in the writing but this is based on a misunderstanding between The Board and their first batch of Dreamers, and it just kind of has continued on like that because it works for everyone.
9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?
Write slop. Write actual garbage. It doesn't ever have to see the light of day or even the next automatic saving. But, if you are trying to commit to working on a project, the moment you start to lose that drive to write, STOP. I've often closed the document mid sentence or even mid word. Just save it, and close it, don't debate, just close.
10. Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters
@asterhaze @dragonscantbetamed @monstrousfreedom @tailoroffates @toribookworm22 - and as always anyone else who wants to added some positivity into their world.
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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 55
Series Masterlist
Part 54
Contains: Fluff, angst, so much smut (phone sex, sex toys, M and F masturbation, fingering, oral sex M and F receiving, fingering, P in V, aftercare.
7.7k words
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A new beginning.
Everyone was at breakfast when the camera beeped, "it's Juice, I'll go get it."
You open the door and invited him in and Juice sat at the table, "help yourself Juicy."
He smiled, "thank you Ima."
He piled his plate high, "what's brought you here toady, other than breakfast?"
"I just wanted some company."
You smiled, "well, that's what where her for, is there something on your mind?"
Juice looked at Jax who put a hand on his shoulder, "we're here for you man, whatever it is."
He took a deep breath, "do you think it's all over now that Clay's dead?"
There was quiet for a beat, "yeah, it's over. You have your last run in two weeks and then the Club is free and clear."
Juice smiled softly, "are you sure? You know who this goes, what if Clay had something in place?"
You sighed, "honey, the CIA would know. Why don't you take some time off, I'll give Jess the week and you can head to the cabin and get you brain right."
Jax nodded, "yeah man, it's not like we don't have enough people to cover you."
Juice relaxed, "thank you."
You smiled, "now finish your fruit."
****
It had been a week and a half since Clay died and things had calmed down, you and Jax were sitting in your office going through wedding invite samples, "I like these ones." To your surprise, Jax had taken an active role in the whole thing, but in the end he always ended up going with what you liked, reasoning that you had better taste than him.
"Yeah so do I, see Teller, you do have good taste."
He smiled from ear to ear. The invites chosen were simple, off white oval paper with black writing and green embossed flowers. The envelope was deep forest green with a gold sticker to close it. "What are you going to say?"
You shrugged, "I don't know, there's not much of a dress code, I can't give anything away but I will be asking the women to limit florals."
Jax did his best to hide his smile, "that's all the hint I'm going to get, you know that whole bad luck thing is bulshit."
You huffed, "you are going to be surprised and that's that. Now we need to work out seating."
****
Jax threw his clothes into his bag, "gee, what did your underpants ever do to you except keep me from touching your butt?"
Jax gave you a small smile, "I don't want to be gone for a week plus, I know this will be the last one but I'm honestly getting sick of leaving."
You sighed, "it's the last one, the Niners will be there and it's not like we have any enemies anymore, things will turn out fine."
Jax smiled, "yeah, all thanks to you."
He walked over to you and pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your hair, "I am one lucky man."
You stepped back with a smile on your face, "you want to feel even luckier?"
Jax smirked, "sure darlin."
You went to the bedside drawer and took a plain black box out then held your hand out, "your phone please."
Jax handed you his phone and looked on with curiosity and you downloaded an app and picked up the box, "it's a very pink calendar."
You shook your head, "open it."
He clicked on the icon while you opened the box, "oh, this is not a calendar."
You shook your head, "I know how much you hate being parted from me so I came up with a solution, I have the same app on my phone and it connects with Bluetooth to the vibrator, you get to control the settings from your phone. I figure we on a video call and you can watch rather than just hear how much fun I am having."
Jax picked up the vibrator from the open box, "it's small."
You sighed, "it's not that small, don't be egotistical."
Jax chuckled, "so you're going to let me choose everything?"
You nodded, "yep, you can even lock me out of the controls if you want."
He put his hand out, "your phone little girl."
You gave it to him with the app open and showed him where to click, "so I've got all the power?"
"Yep, all I can do is turn it off. You wanna try it out before hand?"
He shook his head, "nah, I'll make sure I have my whole night free so we can have all the fun in the world."
****
Jax called you on night two, having spent last night on the side of the road sleeping in the truck with everyone else, "how's the hotel?"
He smiled, "dirty, can you move the laptop back a bit, I want to see more of you." He smirked as you shifted it, taking you in from his laptop that was perched on the old, ratty bedside table. His bare chest and grey sweatpants making it hard for you to focus on the room around him.
"How was your day?"
Jax's voice was filled with affection, "it's was alright, Abel's doing really well. Work was work, some cops in Oakland mishandled evidence and it looks like a killer is going to walk free but we're trying to fix that. What about you?"
Jax smiled, "been on the road all day long, we saw a deer and Sam kept calling Ima every chance he got."
"Yeah, she kept texting me to tell me how attentive he's been, as unnecessary as it is, I think it's making her feel better."
Jax smiled, "he also bought a whole bunch of baby stuff at a fancy store near the diner we stopped at."
You laughed, "oh boy, it's only going to get worse. Has he told you if he wants a boy or a girl?"
Jax shook his head with a smile, "no, but I think he wants a girl because he kept going back to the hair brushes."
"He'll be a good girl dad. How's everyone else?"
Jax made a face, "I think Happy wants Ima to have a girl because he encouraged Sam to buy so much, he's weirdly good with babies."
You laughed, "oh, I know. How are the Niners?"
Jax swallowed, "LeRoy and Pope are still at each other, I give it a few months before Pope has him knocked off."
You snorted, "dude doesn't want his daughter dating a business associate, it's understandable."
"I like your shirt."
You huffed, "you lasted five minutes before you made it sexual, you are insufferable."
Jax chuckled, "what, I can't tell you I like your shirt? You know how hot I think you're old military gear is."
You shook your head, "it's full of holes and I'm pretty sure there's a crude oil stain on it."
Jax laughed, "so what, it's sexy."
You pressed your lips together, "you want me to take it off?"
He licked his lips, "yep."
Jax's eyes followed your hands as you wrapped then around the hem of the T-shirt and pulled it off, leaving you in just a pair of panties, "happy my love?"
He smiled, "very, I fucking love your tits."
You giggled, "yes, I know, you tell me all the time."
Jax smirked, "touch yourself for me?"
You smiled and ran your hand across your upper chest, "like this?"
"Lower darlin." You smiled and moved your hands downwards, wrapping your hand around your breast while your thumb gently rubbed your nipple, "there you go, does that feel good gorgeous?"
You nodded, "yes Jax."
His hands were still in front of him but you could see a growing bulge in his pants. "you want more?"
You sighed and warmth began to spread through your body, "please."
"You're so polite. Run your hand down your body, real slow like how I'd do it, I know you love how rough my hands are." You did as he asked, stopping to play with the hem of your underpants as you waited for his next instructions. "I bet you're wet, you wanna check for me." You slid your hand into your panties and ran your index and middle finger through your slit, "are you darlin?"
You nodded, "yes, very much so."
Jax smirked, "you got the toy there?"
You reached over the laptop and produced it, wiggling back and forth, "this one?"
He licked his lips, "yep, you wanna see if it works?"
You beep booped on your phone while Jax did the same, the vibrator coming to life, "ah ha, the miracle of technology."
Jax chuckled, "you're such a dork."
You giggled, "what would you like me to do with it, my love?"
Jax smirked his hand drifting down his hard body to make its way around his cock, "lay on your back for me, this isn't the best angle."
You flipped from your side to your back, "that better?"
Jax huffed, "fuck, can you put the laptop on something, I want to see more of you."
You looked around the room, "I can do that, give me two seconds."
You got up and picked up a chair, placing a few paces away from the bed before putting the laptop on the seat, Jax chuckled, "what?"
You could hear the smile in his voice, "you have bees on your butt."
You giggled, "yes I do, is there something funny about that?"
You laid back on the bed and Jax's eyes raked over your skin, "Nah, it's cute. Take em off."
You did as he asked, throwing them across the room. Jax had his phone in one hand and his cock in the other, turning on the vibrator on low, "how's that darlin?"
You smiled, "well I don't know, you haven't told me I can use it yet."
Jax grunted, "behave, you did leave me with the controls." Jax clenched his jaw, "put it down and start with your fingers, I want you to be nice and ready before we really start."
You bent one of your legs on the other side so he could see more of you as your fingers found your clit, "like this?"
Jax groaned, "yeah, just like that." Jax's hand was moving slowly, building himself up at the same pace as you were. "now rub that spot inside you just like I would." You slid your fingers inside yourself and pressed your G-spot Jax grunted at your gasp, "how does that feel?"
You whimpered, "good, but not as good as when you do it."
Jax's voice was filled with gravel, "yeah, and why is that darlin?" You locked eyes with him, Jax was smirking at you despite the pleasure in his eyes, "your hands are so much nicer. They're bigger and rougher and yours are warm."
He chuckled, "yeah, I bet you don't feel full either."
You shook your head, "no, I feel empty."
"I can fix that for you." His phone was back in his hand, "take that thing and rub your clit with it, tell me if it's too strong yeah?"
You moaned as you pressed the buzzing toy to your clit, "it feels nice."
Jax's hand was moving faster on his cock, "good, press a little harder for me." As you did, he turned it up and you swallowed a gasp.
"You look real pretty like laying out for me, next time we use this thing I'm going to be right next to you, would you like that little girl?."
You nodded, "yes please."
Jax moaned, squeezing the base of his cock to back himself off from the edge, "good girl, now I want you fuck yourself with it, can you do that for me?"
"Ok."
You did as he asked, circling your entrance before sliding the toy in, Jax groaning, "that's it, my good girl." He turned it up and you gripped the sheet, the pleasure spreading through your body. "You gonna come for me little girl?" Jax was close himself, doing his best to focus on the dirt on the walls rather than the way your hips were moving against the toy.
"Jax, please."
He grunted again, more desperate this time, "let go, I'm right there with you." The moment the words left his mouth, you were aching off the bed and clenching around the toy, by the sound Jax was making, he was right behind you.
You heaved in a breath, "you good?"
Jax chuckled, "yeah, I'm good. Are you?"
You sighed, "I'm great, I need to go clean up, I'll be back in a second"
Jax smiled, "me too, you wanna come with?"
You snorted, "no, you weirdo." You both came back and settled into bed, "that was fun."
Jax smiled, "oh yeah, that was great, I am definitely going to take advantage of this app every chance I get."
"Of course you are, you are terrible Jackson."
He chuckled, "yep, just the worst."
You giggled, "so I thought I'd let you know now while we're both enjoying the post sex glow, Billy is going to call Opie and they're planning our bachelor slash bachelorette party. It's either going to be amazing or the worst time on earth, there will be no in between."
Jax shook his head, "I know, I'm pretty sure Billy called Ope right after he called you. What do you think they're planning?"
You shrugged, "I have no idea, I can try and get it out of Frank, he might tell me."
Jax nodded, "should I try Juice?"
You shook your head, "no, he can keep a secret when it counts, Kip will slip the beans if you ask him."
"You have all the answers, don't you?"
You smiled, "it's that why you're marrying me?"
He chuckled, "one of the many reasons. I'm sorry I'm not there to tuck you in."
You wanted to reach through the screen and touch him, "it's alright, I can tuck myself in. You'll be home soon anyway."
"Yeah, I'm counting down the days. Goodnight darlin, I love you."
"I love too you, goodnight beloved."
****
You were shopping with Ima and Abel, Jax and Sam were coming home the next day and they had complained about the food non stop so you and Ima were going to make sure they had something nice to eat when they got home.
"When's your next appointment?"
She smiled, "a week, we're going to keep the sex a secret, Sam wants to be surprised."
You huffed, "Jax says he wants a little girl."
Ima placed a hand over her tiny bump, "I don't really care what the baby is but Sam would be good with a little girl. I think he'd worry too much about a little boy becoming a good man."
You nodded, "that's what happens when you're raised by your sister, the first male role model in his life was when he joined the corp. He's not sure if he'll do it right. Don't worry, he won't be disappointed if the baby is a boy."
She took a deep breath, "I know, he's going to be a good dad."
"And you're going to be a good mother and that baby is going to be fine. I know how worried you are, with everything that's going on that's perfectly normal. I have an ultrasound machine at the lab, if you ever get worried just stop by and we'll sort it out." She opened her arms and pulled you into a hug, Abel joining you, his little arms not fitting around anyone.
"Everything's going to be ok?"
You nodded, "yep, everything is going to be fine."
****
"Hello my love."
Jax all but collapsed into your arms, "hey darlin, I missed you."
He pressed his lips to yours in a slow, long kiss, "I'm here too you know."
You chuckled, "hello Sam, you smell like a foot."
Sam shook his head, "miss you too sis."
Ima pressed her face to his chest, "you don't need to go away again do you?"
Sam shook his head and rubbed his hand up and down her arm, "no sweetheart, we don't."
You sighed, "Ima and I are getting dinner on, you guys clean up."
Jax smiled a pressed a kiss to your forehead, "thanks darlin."
Jax walked away, his hand lingering in yours. Ima rubbed her face, "you really think that's it?"
You nodded, "yeah, I'm guessing these long runs will be for fun only from now on."
****
You and Jax were lying in bed later that night, your head on Jax's bare chest while he ran his fingertips up and down your upper arm. "How was the run?"
Jax exhaled, "long and hard, I miss you so much."
You huffed, "did you miss me or did you miss fucking me?"
Jax smirked, "both, I think that night over video call made everything worse, I was hearing you in my head the next day on repeat."
You giggled, "that must have made riding hard."
Jax's hand squeezed your upper arm, his hand coming up to hold your cheek while his thumb drifted over your lips, "yeah, you wanna make it up to me?"
You batted your eyelashes at him as his thumb focused more on your lower lip. "Of course I do, what do you have in mind?"
He moved his hand and brushed a strand of hair off your face, "what do you think darlin?"
You bit your lip, "you want me to suck your cock?"
Jax nodded, smiling with lust in his eyes, "every damn day." You turned onto your stomach, lying on top of him, chest to chest as you pressed your lips to his.
"I'd like that too." You kissed over his face, moving up one cheek, across to the next one then down his neck. You pressed your lips from collarbone to collar bone then down his chest, running the tip of your tongue around his nipple while his hand made its way to the back of your head.
You kissed down his stomach, the muscles jumping at the soft brush of your lips. When you reached the hem of his grey sweatpants, his hand moved to your crow in a tender stroke and you pulled them down, his hard, leaking cock springing free. You met his eye then licked a stripe from base to tip, Jax taking in a sharp breath.
"Oh fuck I missed you."
You giggled as you wrapped your hand around the base and started to stroke him, "I missed you too, and your dick, mostly your dick."
Jax pressed his lips together to stop himself from laughing, "behave."
You chuckled and took a deep breath, blowing a raspberry on his lower abdomen, "never."
Jax burst into full blown laughter, his abs contracting under your hand. "Now you're just being a brat."
You shook your head, "yeah I know. I'm going to suck your dick now."
Jax smiled down at you, his hand rubbing your cheek, "that would be nice." You kitten licked the head and Jax sighed as you wrapped your lips around him and sucked him into your mouth.
Jax grunted as you hollowed your cheeks and lowered your head farther, you reached up with one hand and he linked his fingers with yours. He grunted as you pulled back slightly, "you're killing me here darlin." His voice was rough as you pushed him closer to the edge. Jax's thumb was stroking your cheekbone while he heaped on the praise.
It didn't take long before he was tapping your cheek and you cupped his balls closer to his body, Jax moaning your name as he came. You kissed back up his body, following the same soft slow path as before and landed on his lips, Jax returning your kiss sleepily, "I'm going to go clean up, I'll be back."
He reached out and grabbed your wrist, his thumb running back and forth over the skin, "what about you darlin?"
You smiled, "I didn't do it to get anything back and you can't keep your eyes open, I don't want you falling asleep on top of me."
He chuckled, "I wouldn't you're too fucking hot for me to."
You shook your head, "if you're still awake when I get back we can talk about it." You pecked Jax one last time then walked off, sure enough, he was fast asleep when you returned.
****
You woke up in the morning to your shirt lifted up, Jax's hand on your ribs and his lips moving across your stomach, "good morning beloved."
He smiled against your skin, "good morning darlin."
You sighed, "I need to be at work in half an hour, there's a huge case and we don't have the time to enjoy this."
Jax dropped his head, resting it on your chest while his hands stroked your skin, "you're sure?"
You nodded, "yep, we'll have to pick this up tonight."
He lifted his head with a smirk, "why don't you stop by T-M at lunch, my office is always free."
You brought your hand to his cheek and he turned his head to kissed your palm, "because the body is one of ours, a boy from the high school."
Jax's face fell, "how are the parents?"
You sat up, Jax sitting up with you, "how do you think. My main theory right now is that it was a student, Hale's been there four times to talk about bullying."
"Kids killings kids, I think I'll stick with being yelled at by angry customers."
****
"Well then, someone needs to tell Hale he needs to go and arrest two teenage boys. Any bet the judge's kid is out within the hour."
Holt sighed, "who's turn is it this time?"
You thought for a moment, "mine, I'll make the call now. How long before the blowback hits?"
Holt shook his head, "I give it a day or two before we're up to our eyebrows in floaters and sewer corpses."
"Just fucking great, I'll make sure Jess gets all the paperwork in order."
****
Jax was still waiting up for you at two in the morning when you came home, "bad day?"
You nodded, "yep, and I have bad news, I'm going to be on night shift for the next two and a half weeks."
Just stood up and pulled you into his arms, "because of the judge?"
You weren't surprised that word had spread, "yep, I'm going to miss your butt so much."
Jax chuckled, "you've been on night shift before and we've still made time, stop worrying."
You smiled and buried your head in his chest, "I'm not going to get to read Abel a bedtime story, I'm going to be eating dinner at my desk, I'll miss the puppy snores."
Jax smiled and squeezed your tighter, "alright, let's get you showered and tucked in and then we can talk about whatever's going on because I don't think this is about the night shift."
Jax placed his hand on your lower back and walked you up the stairs, then slowly peeled off your clothing and got you into the shower, sitting close by in the bathroom while you washed, "what happened to the kid?"
You sighed, "they we're going to tie him up on the stage for everyone to find him the next day, a fight broke out and he hit his head, they went to take the body to the judge's cabin but almost got pulled over so they dropped it in a ditch and covered it with a plastic sheet which sped decomp."
"You think they'll spend any time inside?"
You nodded, "yeah, the bullying was documented and the other kid talked, the prosecutor is going for second degree and the judge was told to lay off or be disbarred, after what Jacob Hale did the town isn't having much of the good old boy bulshit."
Jax was looking at you strangely, "yes Teller, you can do my hair."
He was up off his spot and towards the shower in a flash, "I love you darlin."
You smiled, "I love you too Jackson." When he was done, he took the time to wrap you in the fluffiest towel and make sure your hair was perfect before dressing you in your PJs and climbing into bed with you.
He pulled you into his arms and stroked your face with his calloused hand, "you wanna tell me what's got you so upset?"
You nuzzled into his chest as far as you could go, "I'm waiting for the other shoe, everything went fine with Galen, the guns have been handed off and the transition is going great. Santo Parde will be here soon to sure up our relationship and make sure we have friends at the border. Ima and the baby are ok, something has to go wrong."
Jax sighed, "and you don't think you can fix it because you're on the night shift?"
You nodded, "yeah, I mean I can also take time off but the night shift makes it so much harder. What if something else happens?"
Jax pressed his lips to your forehead, "we'll deal with it together like we always do. You need sleep so close your eyes, I'll be right here with you when you wake up."
You craned your head and kissed him, "I don't want to sleep right now."
Jax smiled softly, "yeah, what do you need?" His lips found yours as the kiss deepened, "you."
Jax rolled you over into your back and hovered over you, "I can do that." He pulled your shirt off and leaned down, kissing over your neck until your hands were weaving into his hair and you were pushing him down your body. He reached your breasts, pulling your nipple into his mouth while his thumb played with the other one.
His free hand made its way down your body into your panties, his mouth and hand switched places on your breasts and his fingers made their way through your slit, Jax smiling against your skin when he found you wet, "oh you poor thing, I've been neglecting you." You exhaled as his fingers circled your clit, "are you going to let me make it up to you?"
You gasped, "please." Jax kissed his way down your body then pulled your panties off, lifting your legs over his shoulders and settling between your legs.
He wrapped his lips around your clit and slid two fingers inside you, his other hand was on your leg, his fingertips moving back and forth in a gentle brush. He built you up slow, the pleasure spreading from his plump lips and long fingers up your core and along your spine to blanket your body in warmth.
"That feels really nice." Jax chuckled against you, the vibrations causing you to moan. He pressed his fingertips to your G-spot while the other hand rubbed your thigh, the callouses on his skin accentuating his large hand. "Jax, please."
He was still being soft as he sped up and pushed you closer to the edge. You gasped, the sound pricking at Jax's ears and causing him to lift his head, "tell me what you need darlin."
"I need more, please." Jax dropped his head again and added a third finger, bringing you as close to him as he could. You tugged on his hair and he moaned then increased his efforts until you were clenching around his fingers. Jax didn't pull away, working you through your orgasm with a practised gentleness that had you sinking into the bed.
Jax pulled away and kissed up your body, hovering over you, "you wanna keep going darlin?"
You nodded, "yes, please a million times yes."
Jax smiled, "just once is enough gorgeous." You wrapped your arms around his body and pulled him close, Jax lifting your legs over his hips before grabbing his cock and sliding inside you.
He paused, giving you enough time to adjust then he rocked his hips slowly in a gentle grind. He pressed his body to yours and practically encompassed you in his large frame. You buried your head in his neck and pressed your lips to his skin, one of Jax's hands moving down to rub your clit as his hips pushed with more force.
The end came fast but soft, like the cresting of a wave on a calm day. Jax's gentle lips were matched with his hips and to your surprise, he was following you into bliss soon after you stopped shaking around him. You hugged Jax to you, a sudden flash of emotion coming over you, "please don't move just yet."
You felt his nod, "I'll be here as long as you need, you doing alright?"
You sniffed, "I'm not sure, I just don't want you to go anywhere just yet."
Jax shifted without losing contact, bringing his arms under your body so he could hold you tighter. It took a while but the weight of Jax on you finally brought your brain back to normal, you sighed into his shoulder and Jax rubbed your face, "I need to pee."
Jax chuckled and rolled off you, "I'll be here when you get back."
Jax was waiting with open arms for you to return, "you feeling better?"
You nodded with a yawn, "yes, I'd very much like to sleep now, it's very late."
Jax huffed and held you as you rested your head on his chest, "goodnight darlin."
"Goodnight beloved."
****
You stretched awake and Jax squeezed your shoulder, "morning."
You yawned, "good morning beloved."
Jax groaned, "so I had an idea, why don't you read to Abel over the phone? We can do a video call every night."
You smiled, "I'd love that, what a great idea. Is this a segway into us video calling so I can, ummmm, tuck you in?"
Jax smirked, "maybe."
You sat up, "you are being so unfair. I won't be able to work if you are on my screen all muscly and firm. I have murders to catch and stories to tell and you want me to have hot phone sex with you."
Jax chuckled, "I can't sleep without my goodnight, you want me to sleep don't you?"
You giggled, "alright but no funny business, you will not distract me from work."
Jax smiled, "I'll be good, or I'll try, you're not the best example."
You gasped in fake offence, "I'm always good, you take that back."
Jax huffed, "sure you are. Tell me darlin, what do you define as good?"
You smiled, "umm, I have no idea, maybe you can tell me."
Jax's eyes became heated, "you really want to play this game little girl? You know how to behave, don't act like you don't"
You smiled, "yeah, I do, it's just fun to see you all puffed up."
Jax went to respond when the beep of the monitor in Abel's room wet off and he knocked on the door, "duty calls my love."
You raised your voice, "just a minute Abel, thank you for knocking."
Jax sighed and threw the blankets off, "I'll fix him up. You head down to breakfast, I imagine Sam's freaking out with Ima's morning sickness."
You rolled your eyes, "that man is such a worry wart, she's going to kill him if he doesn't calm down."
"Nah, he's doing just fine."
****
"Hey darlin."
Jax smiled across the line, "hello my love. What does Abel want to read tonight?"
Jax sighed, "we can't choose so I told him we'd read both." Jax held up two picture books, one about ducks and the other about a very happy spider.
"We can do both, which one first?"
Abel pointed to the duck one, "dis one please."
You smiled, "the duck one it is."
Jax squished himself onto Abel's bed, holding up the book while you took turns reading as Jax's finger moved across the page, "mummy?"
Jax hadn't stopped smiling, "yes sweetie?"
He turned to his father, "when you coming home?"
You sighed, "when am I coming home? In the morning, I'll be there when we have breakfast, is that alright?"
He nodded, "I miss you."
Jax pressed a kiss to the side of Abel's head, "I miss mummy too little guy but you'll see her when you wake up."
Abel nodded, "ok, can we do the spider one now, please?"
Jax's smile grew, "sure buddy."
It didn't take long for Abel to fall asleep then Jax was bringing the phone into your bedroom and climbing into bed, "how long left in your break?"
You looked at the clock, "twenty minutes, you want me to read you a story?"
Jax shook his head, "I want to know what you've got on under those worm scrubs." Your scrubs today were covered in happy little earthworms, Jax making a joke before you left about you looking like Miss Frizzle.
"You know that black cotton set that you said makes me look like a hotter more badass Lara Croft? That one?"
Jax smirked, his hand drifting into his sweatpants, "yeah, I like that one, you thinking about me?"
You nodded, "of course I am, how could I not when you're half naked and touching yourself in front of me."
"Just making sure darlin, I don't want you wasting your break thinking about dead bodies."
You shook your head, "heaven forbid I think about work at work, are you thinking about me?"
Jax bit his lower lip and his hand met his cock, "you bet I am. I'm thinking about how hard I'm going to fuck you when you're back at home, I'm counting the days."
"Jackson, I'm on night shift, not deployed, we can still have sex."
He grunted, his hand speeding up, you couldn't understand how this mundane conversation was turning him on, "I mean, sure, but I can't cuddle you all night long after and that's no fun for me."
You smiled, "my sweet noble Jackson, things will be back to normal soon enough. I have enough time to maybe send you some photos, would you like that?"
Jax groaned, "fuck yeah."
Just as you got up, someone called your name, "AY L/N, WE GOT DNA."
You sighed, "well no pictures for you, I'm about to violate OSHA so hard."
Jax groaned, his hand stilling, "that's alright darlin, I'll just have to get off to the thought of you, it's a poor substitute but it will do."
You smiled softly, "I love you Jax."
"Love you too darlin."
****
It was a week and a half in when you managed to finish early and come home, Jax woke up as you got into the shower, smiling to himself as he sat up. You smiled at him when you walked out, "I'm sorry my love, I didn't mean to wake you up."
Jax opened his arms, "it's nothing darlin, I can't sleep well without you next to me anyway." You climbed into bed and nestled into his chest, Jax's hand holding your head as his lips met yours.
There was a mix of pleasure and exhaustion bleeding into your skin, Jax was warm and safe and smelt like home. His lips grazed your neck and his bread scratched your skin, it was getting hard for you to keep your eyes open but your need for him was growing, then he started talking between kissing down your body, "I missed you so much darlin, it's been hell without you next to me every night." When he noticed you weren't reacting, he looked up and found you fast asleep, sighing as he made his way back up the bed and wrapped himself around you.
He brushed a strand of hair out of your face and dropped his lips to your forehead, taking in the smell of your face wash, "goodnight darlin."
****
Jax was going to kill someone, he hadn't done more than kiss you in what felt like forever and phone sex wasn't doing it anymore, he was desperate to be inside you. He was currently bent over a car, angry at his screwdriver for not unscrewing fast enough, "maybe you should take a break boss."
Jax huffed and glared at Kip, "I've got to get this shit done, get back to work so we're not here all fucking night."
They all exchanged a look "are you ok Jacky?"
Jax sucked on his tongue, "I'm fine."
Jax slammed the hood closed, "you're not fine man, night shift is keeping you and y/n. You need to get your dick wet."
Jax blinked then turned to face Rat, "what did you just say to me?"
Rat squared his shoulders, "you need to get your dick wet, you're being a cranky asshole." Jax puffed his chest and stomped close to Rat, getting in his face as he started to yell.
"The fucking disrespect, who the fuck gave you permission to talk to me like that. I swear to shit if you ever say anything like that about me and my old lady again I will strip your patch and beat your ass so hard you'll be eating out of a straw for the rest of your life."
Jax stormed off, and they all looked at Rat with worry, "what the fuck man."
Juice sounded shocked and horrified, "why did you do that? He's going to kill all of us."
Rat shrugged, "dude was pent up, now he knows." Your car pulling into the lot had Rat smiling, "speak of the lady, she's looking rested."
You skipped into the garage and hugged Sam, "what's going on here, why are you all being so strange?"
Sam swallowed, "oh no, did Jax open a certain photo within your view."
"No, gross. Jax is in a bad mood, why are you up and happy? You have another three days left of night shift."
You shook your head with a smile, "nope, Holt pulled something, turns out it doesn't look very good when a city official makes it harder for the best lab in the state to run on business hours."
Sam nodded, "he's in the office, please go and do whatever so we can live to see tomorrow."
You walked into the Clubhouse and made your way into the dorm, knocking on the door so Jax would know it was you. Jax raced to the door and flung the door open, "hey, what are you going here?"
You smiled, "saving your employees, they didn't tell me what happened but people were scared."
Jax licked his lips and leaned down to kiss you, "I'm all better now, what are you doing here?"
You smiled, "Holt twisted some arms, my last round of night shift finished this morning at six, I went home a had a nice sleep and now I'm here, with you." Jax smirked and took your hand walking you to the chair and sitting down, pulling you with him so you were straddling him.
"Oh yeah, I'm much better now." He all but ripped your clothes from your body as he kissed you like he was trying to swallow your soul.
"I missed you so much." Jax shifted and sunk his teeth into your neck, his response was the violent removal of your pants while you unzipped his jeans and pulled his hard cock free.
His hand found your core in a rush, his fingers sliding through the slippery mess while he worked you up just enough for you to take his cock. You were awash with sensation as his fingers slammed into you, his rings cold and hard as they pushed against your flesh.
Just before you came, Jax pulled his fingers from your body and rammed himself inside you. There was a stretch that was the perfect mix of pleasure and sting, "Jax, I…"
He grunted, "I know, fuck I miss you." You rocked your hips and Jax matched your pace, holding you into him like he was afraid you would vanish from his arms.
There was something about Jax being fully clothed while your skin was bare that made him feel so much bigger. Since Jax had become president, his confident streek had grown a mile wide, between how huge he was getting from working out with Sam every day to the way he had fallen into his role since Clay died, the sex often made you feel like you were another conquest.
You gripped the edges of his kutte and it took one last punishing thrust before you were cumming around him, Jax's arms holding so you were pressed against his chest "pause, please"
Jax chuckled and stilled, "you doing alright darlin?."
You giggled and kissed him, it was soft and sweet "I'm alright, you're just a lot."
Jax chuckled, "yeah, I know, you're giving me an ego little girl."
"You're funny, you already have an ego."
Jax ran the back of his hand over your cheek, "you sure you're alright? We can stop if you want to."
You leaned into his hand and kissed his palm, "I don't want to stop." You shifted your hips with a whimper and Jax matched your pace, moving far more slow and gentle than he was a few moments ago.
You flopped against him, resting your head on his chest as his hand moved to rub your clit, "can you give me one more?"
Jax's hips moved a little harder, "I think so." Jax grunted and nibbled on your ear, then he shifted his hips to rub the tip of his cock on your G-spot, you took in a sharp breath and Jax swallowed your moan as he pulsed inside. The spreading warmth from his release was topped off by one last hard punch of his cock and you flew over the edge.
His chest was heaving against yours as you came down, trying to shift off him, Jax grunted as he slipped out of you. "That was really nice."
Jax chuckled, "yeah, it was great. You alright?" You tried to stand up on shaky legs, Jax helping you as you went.
"I think you so, I hope you have a change on jeans because you can't go out there looking like that?"
Jax smirked, looking down at the wet patch on his pants, "there's one lying around."
You shook your head at his expression, "you are insufferable Teller, it's not my fault you didn't take your clothes off."
Jax huffed, "you didn't really give me the chance, not that you even wanted me to be naked." He stood up to his full height and spun your around, pressing you against his desk while his hand ran up your inner thigh.
"I noticed how you get when I fuck you wearing my kutte, you like knowing I'm the most powerful person in the room."
You smiled, "fuck yeah I do, leadership looks very good on you."
Jax pressed his lips together, "good to know. You've giving me ideas."
You smiled, "ones we get to do together I hope."
****
It was a lazy Sunday at T-M, it took a few days for things to fall about into the swing of things after night shift ended but everything felt like it was back to normal now. You were watching Jax work on his bike, his shirt off, sweat running down his hard chest. "Stop staring."
You snorted, "I'm allowed to look Hap, we're engaged, he's mine to look at for the rest of our lives."
Happy shook his head, "you doing alright with everything, I feel like you're going to lose your brain for lack of something to do."
You sighed, "I'm happy that Jax and I decided to wait for the baby to be born for the wedding, I don't think I could plan it with everything else that's gone on."
Happy raised his eyebrows, "you mean you want Gemma to calm to fuck down so she doesn't ruin your day?"
You blinked, "that and Ima doesn't need to run around while growing a human, the wedding will still be in the spring, it will just be a few weeks after we first planned it."
Happy smiled, "Jax is really excited, he showed up all the table clothes yesterday."
"Oh really? How cute."
Jax mustn't have liked how you were smiling at Happy because he came walking over with his trademark swagger, "what are you smiling about darlin?"
our grin widened, "you and the table clothes."
He looked at Happy who shrugged, "they were all the same colour man, you didn't need to ask us for advice."
Jax huffed, "one was country wind and the other was cottage white, they were two different colours."
"They were both off white, what does it matter."
You shook your head, "well I'm happy Jax chose country wind, I think he has great taste."
Jax leaned down and pecked your lips, "I love you so much."
You kissed him back, resting your hands on his bare chest, "I love you too. You want me to get you something to drink?"
Jax shook his head, "nah, there's cold water in the garage."
He threw his arm over your shoulder and you walked into the workshop, Jax going to the fridge to get himself a drink. Sam and Ima came out of the Clubhouse hand in hand, walking over looking happy, "where's Abel?"
Sam smiled, "napping, Lyla's with him."
You relaxed against Jax's chest, Sam making a face, "please put a shirt on, it's weird to watch this."
You playfully punched his arm, "then don't watch." Ima smiled, "yeah Sam, don't watch."
He shook his head, "this is so unfair."
Jax pressed his lips to the side of your face, "we should start heading home, I'm done here."
You nodded, smiling as Jax detached from you, "alright my love, you've got to put dinner on anyway."
Jax smiled, "yep, it's going to be delicious." A lone car pulling into the lot pulled everyone's attention away, it was strange for anyone to be here at this time of day on a Sunday when T-M was closed.
Jax felt you stiffen as the person got out and Sam positioned himself in front of Ima without thought, "what, was wrong darlin?" You didn't say anything, Jax could see you looking at the person in shock, trying to make sense of their presence, "who is that."
You looked at Jax, the expression on your face filled him with worry, "that's our father."
Part 56
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Adrien had been waiting the whole day to get home from his busy schedule. He had been hiding something, or rather someone to play with & now he was finally going to reap his rewards. As he gets home, he eats dinner & heads to his room & into his large bathroom where he finds his prize.
Juleka, who had transformed into Purple Tigress, was sitting there against the wall with a more revealing & tight suit compared to her original with her ass completely exposed with some of her curves exposed as well as a plunging neckline & opening for her pussy. On top of that, she enhanced her lips to be a bit more puffy & with some extra glossy violet lipstick, a tiger tail buttplug was in her ass.
Her arms were cuffed behind her back, a ball gag was in her mouth, a blindfold sat over her eyes & a bullet-shaped vibrator was in her pussy set to max, leaving her legs to thrash about as she cummed from multiple orgasms. She had snuck in the afternoon to try & pounce on her daddy, but Adrien had caught her & left her in his bathroom as punishment.
After removing the bondage equipment, it's revealed that she had also changed her eyes to be heart shaped & glowing, showing her devotion to her daddy. Adrien, deciding she's had enough of a punishment, brings her to his bed & rewards her with his cock, letting her suck it to get her favorite milk & then a nice rough breeding as she sings his praises with her filthy mouth & he enjoys her bimbo-like body.
"I am going to bed early tonight." Adrien told his father, barely looking at him as he left the table. "Nathalie, make sure no one bothers my sleep, please."
The slight smirk Adrien shot Nathalie told the secretary everythign she needed to know, and with an imperceptible nod, she confirmed that neither Gabriel nor anyone else would disturb Adrien until the next morning.
"Let's see how many times you've came..." Adrien grins as he opens the door to his bathroom.
THe bathroom was a complete mess. Her trashing about in her many, many orgasms had thrown the towels and small carpets around, and the puddle of juices from all her climax was quite impressive.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you've made a huge mess." adrien chuckled.
Hearing his voice after so many hours of torture made Juleka immediately calm down, whimpering as the vibrator continued to stimulate her pussy, and whimpers and moan came out of her mouth as her master returned. when his hands got to work freeing her, she blinked in the light, before her heart-shaped pupils were focused on adrien once more, full of love and lust and worship.
"I hoep you've learned your lesson, naughty girl." he smiled as he unclasped the ball gag out of her mouth. it was covered in drool from how much she had moaned, but she immediately smiled.
"I'm so sorry, daddy! I'll never do this again, i've been such a bad girl."
"Good."
Grabbing her arms as he untied her, adrien took her to his bed, his hands gropign her bimbo-thick body all the while, smiling when he sat down. She immediately began to undo his pants, looking at him reverently.
"I'm so sorry for being such a filthy perferted naughty kitty~" Juleka began to talk once more. "Can I please suck your cock? I really really REALLY want my milk, i want your cum to shoot down in my stomach, i want to use my plump bimbo lips to pleasure you, i want them wrapped around your cock, i want..."
"Go ahead."
His hyper cock had barely been freed from the confines of his pants that Juleka's bimbo, dick-sucking lips were wrapped around his cockhead. Leavign a trail of purple glossy lipstick down as she forced herself to take his enormous dick as far down her throat as she could. She gagged on it, but didn't even stop to breathe. now that she had her daddy's delicious dick in front of her after so much teasing, she was goign to worship it. She would get completely brain-dead cock-drunk from it, suck his cock 'til she passed out and as much as it would need to until it was properly lathered in her salive and lipstick. Her tongue ran over his fingers-wide veins, desperate for his approval, for his blessing, for his cum.
Adrien had been looking forward to this for a while, so iit did not take logn until he was cumming. Shooting his first load of the evening down Juleka's throat and stomach. bulging her with bucketfuls of tar-thick, potent, virile jizz. She struggled to swallow it all, some overflowing from her nose and even her eyes as she cried his cum.
But she smiled at him, takign his cock out of her mouth and showing him her drenched cunt.
"Please, daddy~Breed this naughty kitty. Shove your fat divine cock into my slutty cunt, beat my womb with your godly cock, fill me with yoru cum and rape my eggs, BREED ME!"
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うまくいくから諦めないんだ umaku iku kara akiramenai nda／faith in a better Reality is what keeps me going
Moon Day 18 in Cancer／Waning Gibbous
day’s V I B E – Knight of Wands
Wow, what an exciting card for the 18th moon day! Knight of Wands usually carries an essence of excitement. Of getting into something new that we care about, are passionate about; the Knight of Wands loves the studying process that leads him to becoming a master of things he’s passionate about.
Do you know how people make their own luck? By studying A TON, of course. Observing, analysing a ton and understanding the environment they’re dwelling in? When they know a lot, they can make informed decisions based on their own strengths, weaknesses, opportunities, and challenges. Sheesh, this is giving me Leo di Caprio’s character in the Wolf of Wallstreet vibe. People who take it upon themselves to understand the system so they can rig the system, I think? LMAO
On this 18th moon day, the Moon is inviting us to get more invested in our personal development. There is focus on understanding the inner workings of our psyche so we can manifest, and continue to sustain, a better Reality that serves our higher purpose. On this day, the world outside of us is reflecting back our inner state of being. Annoyances and other troubles are pointing at the fact that there are elements in our psyche that are blocking, or halting, the manifestation of the positive experiences we actually desire.
It’s a good day to analyse what these elements are so we can command the Universe to dissolve them for us, once and for all. Take whatever happens today as a blessing in disguise LOL But those who are more aware, I’m sure you’re going to have a pleasant and productive day because you already know how to navigate these perceived annoyances😉
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M o o n N a v i ♥︎ Priestess of Luck
‘I am a divine being who is motivated to have a good time on Earth. I create my Heaven on Earth by conscious choice. I release elements and aspects of my psychology that are preventing Luck to surround me. I command the positive forces of the Universe to assist me in dissolving negative entities and attachments! I resolve to never entertain low vibrational frequencies ever again. Lady Luck is my only friend!'
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