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cashmoneyyysstuff · 2 months
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So, that deja vu fic got me thinking.. and what if katsuki has a childhood friend (obvi friends w deku too) where he is always trying to impress her and class 1-a notices or ( if you’d like them older ) the agency notices and starts betting on when he’ll confess to her. turns out, she actually confesses first and everyone is happy (and slightly disappointed… nobody got their money) 😋😋
Also, when i saw the notification “@cashmoneyyysstuff started following you” i have never hit a follow back button so fast 😭🫶
Remember you’re amazing, take care of yourself, drink water, stay safe, and know that you are loved ❤️
WAAAA @itzjustj-1000 this is soo cute ! especially since katsuki being a loser n tryin to impress us instead of just confessing is honestly adorable. ALSO ALSO ur LITERALLY THE SWEETEST !! ur the loveliest it's a given i had to follow u !! i tried to honour ur request as best i could, i hope you like it ! also say it w me yall: WEEWOOO WEEWOOO CHILDHOODFRIENDS TO LOVERS ALEEEEEERRTTT (yall r forcing my hand atp (not that im complaining tho))
fem reader, katsuki is a whipped little loser, katsuki likes getting praised by reader but acts like he doesn't challenge (fails miserably), kaminari n sero are little shits, m*neta (he doesn't say anything creepy don't worry <3) everyone is in their 2nd year in this one. lemme know if i missed something else !
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for as long as izuku midoriya could remember, you and kacchan have always been a packaged deal.
deku remembers all the way back in primary school, how kacchan would bend over backwards to impress you, spending his days trying to win your praise like he was collecting it. whether it be showing off how good his reading skills were, or showing off his newly acquired quirk to you at any given chance. (away from the eyes of the teachers, of course)
or even with silly things. like the time he showed you how long he could hold his breath underwater. it didn't matter, as long as he could show it off to you, he would.
deku remembers how pride would fill his childhood friends face, cheeks practically glowing and a smile basically reaching his ears. a simple "woooah, you're so cool kacchan !" had the boastful blonde giddy for the entire day, chest puffed out as he walked ahead of everyone, with you right next to him, of course. (you were the only one worthy enough to stand by his side after all)
and though he spent his time trying to win your praise, he also needed your attention constantly. katsuki constantly demanded your attention. he's the only one who's allowed to sit next to you in class, you're always the one he picks first when it's time to pick teams to play dodgeball. he's your partner for every project and you're the one who walks beside him when you and your friends go venture out in the woods to go out on your adventures. and even though they would usually take place in the park, katsuki always claimed he'd be the one to protect you if anything were to happen.
as kids, deku was probably the only one who noticed how hard katsuki tried to impress you.
and he's probably the only one to notice how he still does it now.
"sooo...kacchan totally has a thing for yn, agreed ?"
"mhm. definitely."
"yup."
"'m suprised you just noticed that now, kaminari...actually i'm not really suprised." jirou drawled, twirling one of her earphone jacks around her finger.
okay, so apparently he isn't the only one who noticed.
kaminari pouts "i noticed ! i noticed, like, ages ago !" he huffs into his folded elbows on the desk " i just wanted to see if you guys did !"
"you'd be stupid to miss it." sero cuts in smoothly. their grouchy homeroom teacher somehow ended up absent, leading to an impromptu free period. which in turn caused for loads of gossip he had somehow gotten roped into. kirishima, kaminari and sero were talking about you and katsuki, happily chatting off about something they couldn't hear from where they were sitting.
"maaaannn, bakugou's way too lucky, scoring such a pretty girl. what's he got that i don't ?!" kaminari whines. kirishima shushes him lightly, afraid to rouse the attention of a certain blonde they just so happened to be talking about
"now that i think about it.." sero wondered, leaning onto kirishima's shoulder "midoriya, you guys are childhood friends, right ? have they always been..." he cuts himself off, pointing over at you both with his chin for midoriya to look back. ".. like that ?"
you're chatting about something that's apparently funny or exciting, with katsuki listening along attentively, his head resting in his palm like he's admiring you. his full focus entirely on you, as it usually was.
you're using your hands a lot while you're talking and deku recognizes it as the thing you do when you've gotten to the juicy part of the conversation, deku almost wishes he could listen in, then remembers it's not good to be nosy and shakes the thought away. every once in a while katsuki interjects with a subtle smirk on his face and his remarks have you either giggling or playfully pouting at him unable to hide your smile. the playfulness in his heavy lidded red eyes remains at any reaction you give him, though. kacchan's worked on his poker face over the years but it seems he can't control himself when it comes to you.
izuku realizes he's been openly staring for too long and quickly turns back to look at sero who raises an eyebrow, awaiting a response.
izuku chuckles to himself "yeah, pretty much." he hums, playing around with the ends of his tie as he speaks.
"oooouu~" kaminari sings, suddenly lifting his head up from where it was hidden into his shoulder with a sudden burst of energy, startling kirishima. "juicy details about kacchan, i'm in !"
"i don't know if it's exactly 'juicy'" izuku sweatdropped, chuckling awkwardly. "but kacchan and yn have always been really close. when we were younger, kacchan would always be seeking out yn's attention. he'd be really possesive..or protective over her, i guess ?—it was all pretty harmless though." he recounted, smiling softly at his childhood memories nostalgically pouring into his mind.
both kirishima and sero let out quiet hums when he finishes while denki simply pouts "s'not as juicy as i thought it would be" he huffs petulantly, receiving a knock on his head from jirou who hisses a "he told you that, idiot"
kirishima places his head into the palm of his hands and sighs dreamingly "man, that's so cute. bakugou's been a major softie for yn for so long.." he clenches his fist and izuku thinks he sees a little tear in his eye "so manly !" he exclaims through his sharp teeth.
"yeah, i don't know if 'manly' is the word i'd use to describe someone who's been whipped for so long and still doesn't have the balls to confess" sero ribbed, snickering to himself with denki joining in shortly after.
"hey, don't be assholes !" jirou shot "i think it's kinda cute y'know ? not really..manly..but—cute." she said.
"how much you wanna bet he's not gonna confess until graduation?" kaminari challenged.
"wouldn't put it past 'im." a voice suddenly chimes in. the five of them all turn their heads left, right then down at the voice that came from none other than mineta, who had somehow wormed his way into the conversation.
"and what the hell do you think you're doing sneaking into our conversation, freak" jirou sneers, glaring down at mineta who had already dragged his chair over, including himself into the group.
mineta decides to ignore jirou as he places his arms onto the desk seriously like he's imitating some type of mafia don. " bakugou's never gonna confess any time soon, he's too much of a pussy" he waves off nonchalantly "i bet he won't even have done it by the time we've finished school ! "
" and i bet you wouldn't say that to his face !" kaminari guffaws and the purple haired boy sputters. izuku can't hold back his grin as he watches them bicker.
" kacchan's always been pretty..sure of himself" he settles "i don't think it'd take him that long to confess" he guessed, pressing his thumb onto his chin "though maybe the fact that he's so sure of himself could hold him back.."
ah, there he goes again.. the rest of them thought as they watch midoriya babble on and on into theory land.
denki suddenly slams his fists on the desks, startling everyone. he sucks in a breath "alright ! i bet a thousand yen and the entirety of my lunch box that bakugou won't confess by the end of this year !" he exclaims, not too loud but loud enough so everyone in the group could hear him.
"oooouu~ what're we betting on ?" mina chimes in, suddenly appearing behing jirou and in turn startling her. she flashes her a little glare causing the pink haired girl to offer a weak apology and a hug.
"kaminari just bet a thousand yen and his lunch that bakugou won't confess to yn by the end of this year" sero smirked, clearly enjoying the drama
" ou, that sounds fun ! lemme join in too !" the pink skinned girl pleaded giving her best puppy eye and pout combo.
"sure ! just don't come cryin' to me when you lose" kaminari agrees, playfully jabbing at his friend.
"this is so stupid. i'm not betting money on this.."jirou scoffs rubbing at her temple. "c'moooonnn, don't be chicken, jirou ! " denki whines
"mhmm, c'moonn jirou give into peer pressure !" mina joins in, wrapping her arms around the purple haired girl and swaying her side to side.
jirou groans before finally conceding "..five hundred yen. that's all you're getting from me." she concludes sourly crossing her arms.
" i'm gonna go with kaminari's and say his balls won't drop 'till graduation" sero says simply, smirking almost mischieviously at the display of sudden chaos. he looks a little too pleased, izuku sweatdrops.
"i'm not betting on my bro, that's so unmanly." kirishima refused " i say just let them go at their own pace" he finishes, receiving a nasty look from his chaotic classmates.
needless to say kirishima gave in to peer pressure soon after, offering a modest 1,100 yen by this summer for his friend to confess.
"well i stand on what i said, i don't think he has the balls to say it at all. and i put that on all the money in my pockets ! " mineta proudly spoke.
"how much is that, like, one fruit roll-up ?" mina deadpanned, not missing a beat causing the group to erupt in laughter. mineta's objection's falling on deaf ears.
meanwhile, katsuki notices you've stopped talking all of a sudden. it takes him by surprise as you were so into it a minute ago. "what's up ?" he asks. his question snaps you out of your trance and you jump slightly, turning back to look at him "oh , nothing ! they just seem to be having fun " you gasp, a smile crawling up on your face as you look back at your friends having a good time.
katsuki on the other hand has a slight pout forming on his face, displeased at how his loud mouthed friends distracted you from your conversation. and from him he thinks, but that makes him feel like a snot nosed little kid again and his expression turns even more sour.
"tch. the fuck are those losers so loud for" he grumbles under his breath. you catch it though, and you giggle. his eyes brighten and his brows unfurrow the slightest bit when he hears it.
"don't be such a buzzkill katsu, s'not their fault you're no fun." you jest, chuckling to yourself when he scowls at you.
"fuck off ! m'not a buzzkill" he rolls his eyes, huffing indignantly "an' i'm plenty of fun" he finishes grumpily. you laugh a little more, covering your mouth with your hand when you catch a peak of him narrowing his eyes at you making fun of him. he simply rolls his eyes and sighs, shaking his head. he'll let it slide, he always does with you.
"right, right. my apologies, sir dynamight" you chuckle, bowing slightly at him, he huffs out a laugh "that's sir lord explosion murder god dynamight to you" he snorts. you throw your head back and laugh and katsuki feels the same pride he used to feel when he'd found something cool to show you back when you were brats. his stomach feels fuzzy and his head feels clouded the way it used to when you'd offer him your big, bright sparkly eyes and a "you're so cool kacchan !"
god, it never failed to remind him how much of a whipped loser he was for you.
and unfortunately still is.
you scoot your chair a little closer to his and katsuki has to use all of his might not to blush at the sudden proximity, as miniscule as the distance between you both was to begin with.
"well okay then, sir lord explosion murder god dynamight" you say rapidly, laughing to yourself. katsuki let's out a breathy chuckle, it's cute. he's cute. " i'm sure it doesn't mean much, but i at least think you’re plenty fun to be around"
katsuki feels his heart skip a beat too many.
you whisper, like it's a secret. you're in your own little corner while all your classmates are chatting away yet you say this to him like it's something between you and him. batting your eyelashes up at him. god, it's like you're out to kill him and honestly katsuki thinks for a second he wouldn't mind dying by your hand.
he's such a whipped loser.
he can't think straight. you're sitting so close to him, you're lips are glossy from that lip gloss you always have on you. you smell nice, katsuki feels like a creep for smelling you like you aren't a breath away from him.
"yeah, well.." he utters lowly. he licks his lips, feeling himself grow dizzy as he watches you watch the movement intensely and swallows. his adam's apple bobs and he can feel himself blushing like an idiot. " i don't think you're all that bad either" the end of his sentence comes out a little breathy, he barely realizes he's speaking. like his body is deciding for him, he doesn't mind much.
you give him a sweet little smile and your eyes shine like stars and you look up at him like he's everything, like he's the coolest. he wants you to look at him like this all the time.
you suddenly lean in and kiss him, right next to his lips, just at the corner. it lasts for about 0.3 seconds but katsuki feel his entire body exploding from the inside like he's let off his quirk onto himself.
"i take it back actually" you start "you're super cool to be around, kacchan." you whisper bashfully. katsuki huffs out a little laugh once his heart had stabilized itself a little bit, a small smile growing on his face—
" AW MAN? WHAT THE HELL ?!"
you both turn to the sound of your electric classmate, sporting a little pout on his face. proceeding to get dog-piled on by your other classmates surrounding him, causing him to let out whines and moans of complaint.
"i-ignore him !" mina waves off nervously "just keep doin' what you were doin !— i mean, we weren't watching or anything !" she splutters.
"nice one." jirou deadpanned sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "look, we don't mean to pry or anything, but who kissed who first ?"
at that, katsuki's cheeks flare up, turning a damn near violent shade of pink. he's about to yell obscenties at his classmates, about to tell them it's none of their business when-
" i did !" you giggle, a cat-like grin on your face
"you sneaky fuckin minx-" katsuki growls, shoving his index fingers into your sides and you let out a squeal mixed with a giggle. you're quickly drowned out by your classmates releasing a group groan, with sero and kaminari yelling and booing at katsuki, who in turn starts threathing them, his hands crackling and popping.
you don't exactly know what's happening, but you can't help but feel extremely joyful and happy.
"soo.." mineta starts "since i said bakugou wouldn't confess first doesn't that technically mean i-"
" IN YOUR DREAMS ! "
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frogchiro · 9 months
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I can’t stop thinking about getting cock from a big grumpy man! (Think of your fav COD guy/Miguel for this ). He’s so grumpy and snappy to anyone but you… but when he’s buried deep in your walls, he’d almost whine at how hot and wet you are.. breeding you really makes his rough demeanor slip away.
When he shifts his body weight on top of you and empties his thick cum your cervix, for the first time today he’s totally relaxed. Cock warming becomes essential part of your previously rough sex session - 💖
kkkkkk heart you absolute genius. I'm gonna give you a big juicy kiss for this
Also this just SCREAMS big, grumpy, older Colonel König!! He may have mellowed out more with age but the stress connected with the job, his lingering anxiety, his natural tendency towards violence when provoked, being extremely touch starved and on top of that some recruit messing up a simple job is a dangerous cocktail when it comes to him and now you have this 6'10 man made of pure strength, who was used as a human battering ram, angry and fuming, almost growling under his hood and all the soldiers run like their asses are on fire because no one wants to cross König when he's in that state.
But luckily there is sweet little you! The sweet young thing, the up and coming hacker girl that has many soldiers swooning after and yet you still managed to capture the colonels heart, so now you have a responsibility to uphold, that means to get your beast of a man to relax and calm down...if only you knew.
Your high pitched whines bounced off of the walls of your shared bedroom on base as the large, heavy body of your boyfriend thrusted in and out of your poor abused cunt, his hefty cock shived right against your cervix spurting so much cum inside you that you'd think he already came :(( König's just so frustrated!! All the pent up emotions and anger build up, not to mention the long mission that had his balls full and aching so so terribly and now that he had his hands back on sweet little you, he was going full out, you were not leaving his room without a belly full of his fertile cum, mot likely with a baby on the way :((
For all the anger and frustration König was a surprising whiny lover, especially when he was balls deep inside you, grunts and growls intertwining with breathy whines and pleads to accept everything he's giving you, to accept his sperm, please allow him to breed you good, is he not enough? :(( He's showing off as much as he can; sure he's in his 40's but he's large, he's healthy and strong and so so caring, he's the perfect candidate to father your babies so please let him breed you nice and good :((
He'll only mellow out after he feels your soft walls clench tightly on his dick as you whine and moan up a storm to 'please be more gentle and delicate, you're still sore' and after he finally gets to cum deep inside you, his heavy cock still shooting rope after rope of backed up cum, finally the uncomfortable feeling of fullness in his balls stopping and now you two are left laying on the bed, all sweaty and tired and sore but satisfied, your tired but radiant smile lighting up König's mood even more as you two nuzzle against each other and murmur sweet nothings, his now softening cock still being lodged deep inside you and as you two lay down to rest you sometimes feel him twitch to which you two make tiny overstimulated noises while whispering promises of love and your shared future together <3
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Pregnancy with Abby Anderson
Kinktober Day Six! (I know it's the 8th. Leave me alone.)
ABBY ANDERSON X MILF FEM!READER
Word Count: 2.4K
18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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WARNINGS: Swearing, pregnancy, pussy eating (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), soft dom!Abby, sub!reader, milf!reader, mechanic!Abby, modern!au, shower sex
SYNOPSIS: Abby came into your life like a light in the darkness. She stayed throughout your entire pregnancy, all while being your son's best friend and the other mother figure in his life. Abby wanted to stay with you, and she just couldn't get enough of you, especially with you being very pregnant.
DISCLAIMER: BANNERS MADE BY THE LOVELY @cafekitsune
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“Peter, you need to relax,” Your voice carried through the kitchen as you poured the scalding hot liquid inside of the iced glass pitcher, watching the slightly red liquid mix with the ice and the crackling sound very satisfying to hear. “Abby will be here soon.”
“Abby’s coming?!” The ten-year-old boy jumped from the chair sitting by the bar, smiling like the Cheshire cat at the idea of his best friend coming to visit your home. Well… his best friend, and something more for you.
You had put on your prettiest sundress today. The soft pink and purple hues of the delicate flower patterns against the white background of the fabric made you look almost angelic in nature. You had ribbons in your hair and wore the easiest shoes for you to put on, which were just flip-flops. It was about 77 degrees Fahrenheit and would be perfect for this evening… For when Abby came to see you both.
About ten minutes later, there was a knock at your front door, and you didn’t even need to look before your son was jumping off the ground and running to the door. “Abby’s here! Abby’s here!”
“Well, let her in!” You smirked, sitting at the counter and waiting for your son to pull the door open. As soon as it was, the tall, blonde woman was dropping her duffel bag at the front door and swooping down, lifting Peter off the ground and into her arms.
“Abby!” He immediately started giggling and squirming in her muscular arms as her long blonde hair fell down and almost created a curtain over her face. She was still in her work uniform, which meant there were grease stains on her forearms and one smeared across her forehead, but even in her disheveled state, she was fucking gorgeous.
“How’s my favorite munchkin, huh?” Abby grinned, almost carrying him over her shoulder as she looked up and met your eyes, her own nearly sparkling with adoration.
Peter wiggled free from her grasp and almost landed butt first on the carpet before running over to you and grabbing at your hand. “I’m so excited! C’mon, mom, let’s go! Let’s go!”
It took you longer than you wished to stand up, pressing a hand over your belly and sighing at how low your stamina had become in recent months. Abby immediately blushed, biting her lip and walking up to you. One of her veined hands went to your hip and she leaned down to press a soft kiss to your forehead.
“How’re you feelin’ momma? You doing okay?” Abby’s gruff, but soft voice made your entire body shudder as she pressed her hand against your massive pregnant tummy. At almost 7 months along, you couldn’t hide it even if you wanted to… But Abby seemed to love it.
You pushed your face into her neck and breathed slowly. “I’m okay, honey… Just a little tired, that’s all.”
A moment of comfortable silence passed before Abby looked over her shoulder at Peter. “Hey bud, why don’t you go outside and play for a bit? We’ll be out soon, just need to clean up.”
Peter didn’t even question it. He ran outside the sliding glass door and shut it behind him, immediately enjoying being in the early evening air and making your lives almost three times easier. You let out a sigh, leaning up and looking at Abby with a silly grin. “What are you thinking, miss Anderson?”
“Oh don’t you worry, sweetheart,” Abby wrapped both arms around you and the shudder that raced down your spine was borderline embarrassing. “I’ll take real good care of you…”
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Abby was obsessed with this feeling. Ever since she met you at the shop, she was smitten like a love drunk teenager. You had come inside, borderline hysterical as you had your son next to you, holding your arm and looking just as equally terrified. Your eyes were wild and your hair was slightly a mess, but you were beautiful.
The mechanic had seen you from the windows inside the shop while she rebuilt the engine to a 1967 Shelby gt500 for a special client. Hands covered in oil stains and hair held back in a tight braid, Abby glanced up when she heard the doors open and almost dropped her socket wrench inside of the car’s engine.
Her coworker that worked the front was talking to you, and you were almost shaking as you explained what was wrong with your 2000 GMC Sierra 1500. The pickup truck outside looked like it was being held together by duct tape and dreams. In fact, there was actual duct tape on the front bumper!
Manny had tried to be reasonable with you, but by the time he was done talking, you were on the verge of tears. Eyes watering and your hands shaking, you looked down at your son who was clearly confused with what was happening and why you were freaking out.
Abby decided to step in. She tucked the towel into the waist of her jeans and stepped out of the shop, hands dark brown from the oil staining her skin. You looked up as she stepped out, and your cheeks turned a soft pink when you met her steel blue eyes. “What’s the problem here, miss?”
Manny was about to explain before you jumped in. “Okay, my truck’s breaks are not working,” You started and looked out of the window before staring back at Abby. “And I don’t mean they’re shaky or they’re soft; I mean the car won’t stop unless I slam the emergency brake!”
“Okay,” Abby wordlessly shoved Manny aside and began typing something into the computer. “How long has this been a problem?”
“It just got really bad today after I picked up my son from school. I almost hit four cars on the way here. Look, you have to help me; I d-don’t have any other car. This is all my ex-husband let me have. I don’t—”
Abby saw how frantic you were and she grabbed her clipboard before going around to the other side of the counter where you were standing. Her hands felt so warm when they came in contact with your shaking ones. The 9-year-old was staring at her, almost like he was waiting for Abby to promise that she would help you.
“Hey, hey, calm down,” Abby breathed softly. You hiccupped and looked in her eyes, tears now streaming freely. “Calm down… Let’s just go take a look at it, okay? I’ll see what I can do for you, miss.”
You nodded.
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That was almost a year ago. You never expected to end up dating your mechanic… and you certainly didn’t expect this to happen. It felt like some incredible fever dream… Staring down at Abby on her knees in front of you with her hands holding you by the thighs and her mouth against your cunt.
She would do this almost every time she came to visit you. Your home was open for her at all times and as your pregnancy got more and more prominent, Abby had become more protective of you, and far clingier… Not to mention she was hungry for you at all hours of the day and every single day of the week.
You pushed your hands into her hair as she lapped at you, her tongue flattening against your cunt and drooling against you as she rubbed the bones of your hips. Hot water raced down from the showerhead as Abby made you feel like you were floating. She could feel your heartbeat in your clit as she flicked it with the tip of her tongue, making you squeak and bite down on your hand to try and stay as quiet as possible.
The last thing you needed was for your son to hear any of this. But you couldn’t resist Abby, even if you tried.
Maybe a few months ago, you would be able to look down and stare into her beautifully silver eyes as she ate your pussy to her heart’s content, but now your pregnant belly was in the way and you couldn’t see her beyond the growing life inside of you. Abby didn’t mind. She loved every part of you, even if this part of you wasn’t hers.
If anything, you looked even more beautiful like this. Abby slid her fingertips along the stretch marks against your hips and reached up, squeezing your ass as she tilted her head back a little further and pushed her tongue inside of your tight wetness. The sound of your head hitting the shower wall made her pause in her movements, but you kept her still, not letting her move.
“Abby… Abby, please don’t stop…” You sobbed, tears pooling around your eyes as you began to grind on her face, desperate to cum for her. Your breathy voice had her heart stuttering, and she moved her tongue faster, thrusting it in and out of your cunt with a speed that seemed almost inhuman.
She hummed softly against you, the vibrations making you see stars as you felt like you would cum at any second. All it took was for her to move just right… She pulled her head back and began to lick your clit a little softer, but so much faster than before.
“Just like that… ohmygoood,” You whispered into the air, leaning back on the shower wall and looking down at seeing her right hand going from your ass to resting on your tummy, rubbing your skin and giving you more love than you’ve ever felt in your life.
You didn’t last long. Abby held you as you rode out your orgasm against her mouth, tiny squeaks leaving your throat as you put a hand over your mouth and grabbed at Abby’s hair hard enough to make her eyes water at the pain.
Slowly, Abby stood to her feet and leaned down to press an opened mouth kiss against your lips. You blushed, tasting yourself on her tongue and curling both hands into her long hair.
“Not done with you,” Abby moaned against your lips as she slowly turned you around and pushed your chest into the shower wall. “Be good for me, momma… let me take care of you.”
“W-Wait, Abby,” You shuddered, feeling her fingers trace a line down your spine and between your asscheeks before she slid even lower and pressed her middle finger against your cunt. Her chin rested against your shoulder and she let out the softest sigh ever.
“You’re so pretty, momma…” She pushed her digit inside your cunt, feeling your sensitive walls flutter around her and kissing the side of your neck. You whined and pushed your face against your arm, biting your lip to stay as quiet as possible. “Look so fucking pretty, belly filled with our baby.”
The noise you made had Abby’s pussy throbbing. Her lips pressed against your cheek as she began moving her fingers in and out of your cunt, adding a second one and making you see stars. Abby referring to the life inside of you as ‘ours’ was enough to make you want to cry. She loved knowing that she will be part of your life when the baby is born, and that she will be able to raise the kid with you.
You couldn’t believe the sounds she was pulling out of you, and she had to use her other hand to cover your mouth. Abby made sure not to hurt you as she kept you quiet and began to pump her fingers fast enough for you to see stars. “That’s it momma… yeah, you like that? Like how I’m fucking you so good?”
“Mhmmm…” You hummed against her mouth, eyes rolling back a little as Abby readjusted herself, so she was standing right behind you. She pulled you into her, pressing your back into her chest and you felt all of her gorgeously strong muscles against your skin.
Her hips angled just right so she was able to thrust them forward and push her fingers deeper inside you. It almost felt like she was fucking you with her strap, which she has done so many times before… You were in love, and you had no problems showing it. You looked up at her, eyes sparkling, and Abby almost melted with the love she saw in your eyes.
“Like that? Yeah, you like when I fuck you like this?” Abby stepped forward and shuddered when she looked down, seeing your breasts bouncing with her thrusts, pushing her face into your neck and keeping you close to her. “So fucking sexy, momma… come on, now.. I know you’re close.”
You whined her name in her hand, and she slowly pulled it away, cautious of the sounds you were making but unable to resist pressing her palm against your belly. You felt her caress your skin, showing her love for not only you, but for the unborn child inside of you. A single tear tracked your face and she curled her fingers upward, hitting just the right spot that your knees almost gave out.
Abby wrapped a hand under your chest and held your whole body against her as she began to slow her movements down, watching you sob and toss your head back into her shoulder. Your climax hit so hard that Abby struggled to keep you quiet, but didn’t want to let you go. In the haze of pleasure, she bent down and pressed her lips against yours, swallowing your moans in her mouth and letting you ride the waves out.
The water was beginning to turn cold and Abby quickly rinsed the slickness off her fingers and your pussy before turning off the shower. Very slowly, she helped you out of the tub and reached for the huge towel, gently wiping your face with it and seeing tears form inside your eyes all over again.
Abby got scared. “Love, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Did I—”
“Stay with me,” You begged. Abby blushed at your words. “Stay here, move in… stay with us, please Abby…”
Abby thought of you, thought of Peter, and then thought of the baby inside your tummy. She had never been good with kids before… But your son loved her, and she felt like she had gotten so much better just being near him. This truly was everything she wanted. You were everything she wanted.
Abby kissed you. “I’ll move in this weekend… I’ll never leave you, momma. Your family is my family. You are my people.”
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chaneajoyyy · 1 year
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(via @/variety on twitter)🥹
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f1-stuff · 9 months
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Canadian GP '23 // Sainz vs. Barretto
LB: "If you beat me, you can throw me in the rowing lake in Canada. But if I win..." CS: "I hate cold water, so I will not do that-"
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not-your-mehram · 2 months
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I'm sorry I made a mistake it's my first time being alive.
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lesthowells · 3 months
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the mind
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braverytattoos · 1 year
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Happy Harry at HSLOT Melbourne N2
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heretherebedork · 7 months
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Zo really did say 'boyfriends now' and Joke had absolutely no objections.
Bonus: Joke is overwhelmed and in love and a total sap.
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I saw someone say this and I’m so confused because I don’t see it?
Is gojo balding / losing hair? Someone said from young gojo to current gojo it looks like it but I don’t see it at all
IN LAUGHING MY ASS OFF HELP MEREERREEJOAHWIAVAU WHO TOLD YOU THAT
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MY MAN IS NOT BALD, HE MIGHT HAD A BIG ASS FOREHEAD WHEN HE WAS LITTLE (WHICH HE DOESNT) BUT HE’S NOT BALD.
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Howard Han…from the moment that we met, I knew that I had found someone who would always be there for me. I knew it, I just…I couldn’t believe it. And there are so many people who would never survive what I’ve been through because they’re alone. But I had you. You’re my lifeline. And it is really funny, you losing this ring and me finding it. It turned out to be a total blessing because it just reminded us why we’re so perfect together, and it brought us right back to where we’re supposed to be.
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bobbys-not-that-small · 4 months
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“If all was quiet, I’d stroll past the staircase to the kitchen, where the lingering smells of toast (Lockwood) or tea cake (George and Kipps) gave clues to who might be in.”
— The Empty Grave, Jonathan Stroud
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blitzy-blitzwing · 1 month
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Embracing. 🥺🥺
Commission for @sunlightera
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Hobie was inexperienced. He had never even had toys before you. You were the one to introduce him to paradise, an actual haven that he was sent to under your delicate soft hands. He would black out, then come back with a high he could never recreate on his own as you kissed his face gently and stroked a wet rag across his v-line.
He wanted to end a romantic night with a wild ride. It wasn't his fault he ended up with a bag of goodies from an adult toy store. He wanted to please you, make sure you had an experience as well as you gave him.
He had set up candles, sweet scented candles that were far out of reach of your bed. He had water and wipes ready in your nightstand when the time came for immediate aftercare. He even got dressed in some pretty clothes, being embellished in metal spikes.
When you got home, expensive shoes toed off after your long day of work, you immediately smelled the sweet candles. Hobie had a giant hoodie on over his pretty outfit, walking out and kissing you all over the face.
"Hi, Hobes," you said sweetly with a smile. "Were you baking something? It smells so good."
"No, but I did light some candles in our room. Cleaned and it smelled too much like chemicals," Hobie lied.
After Hobie romanced you with flowers and a well made dinner, Hobie led you toward the bedroom. Your pupils dilated as you spotted the bag on the bed. You looked at him, then walked over to the bed. You were gently pushed back onto the bed before Hobie took off the hoodie, revealing the black and spiky arrangement.
"What's the occasion, baby?" you asked, slowly shedding off your shirt.
Hobie's breath caught his throat for a morning. "Wanted to let you experiment tonight."
You looked up at the superhero. So submissive as you pulled on the spiked choker and he got down on his knees on the carpet. "You're in for a treat, sweets."
It was only a matter of time before you had him handcuffed to the bedframe, leaking rivers as a vibrator controlled by a remote destroyed his hole. He couldn't cum, not without your touch. His whimpers were loud, his moans were even louder, and all of your sweet praised went straight to his dick. His back finally arched off the bed as your fingers teased the tip to gather his precum.
The moment a second thinner but just as powerful vibrator touched his aching tip, he was gone. His eyes rolled back, his hips jumped up, but he wouldn't cum. Not until you touched him. You finally gave him release, giving his dick a few pumps before his cum splattered.
You always wondered how much the spider bite affected him. The moment was proof. He was breathing heavily as his cum sprayed onto his skin. You took the vibrators and handcuffs off, not pushing him into overstimulation.
"My perfect, good boy. So sweet. I love ya so much."
Hobie was quietly panting and muttering sweet nothings as you wiped him down with the wipes he prepared. As you stares at the strong hero glistening in sweat, you wondered how you were the lucky one.
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I'm back, love
XOXO, 💄
AHHHHHHH
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otomiyaa · 2 months
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Zhongli, Xiao and Kites.
From this cutscene ❤️
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femme-dor · 2 months
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Sometimes avant-garde art films with themes you’re supposed to figure out on your own aren’t actually “bad” & you’re just upset America Ferrera didn’t stand up in the middle of it to explain what the movie is about.
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