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flowercrown-bard · 1 month

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Why is the Roche/Ciri ship always only crap for you all?

Hey, i once read a draco x apple fanfic. I have no room to judge anyone's ship and I don't think I ever did that (outside of private conversations). What i am judging is someone ruining the fandom experience for other people. If you really are as upset and hurt by people hating on your ship as you say, I'm sure you understand why people don't like you hating on their ship. (btw it's hilarious that you sent me hate for rorveth and cirys. Literally the only character included here that i even know is Ciri. If you sent me geraskier hate there would at least be context since i actually ship it, but i have absolutely no opinion on those ships you mentioned. I don't even know them) You've been told by others why they are annoyed by your asks and obviously it has no effect on you, so i won't bother repeating what they've already said, but i do occasionally love hearing myself talk so i wil still write a far longer response than i should So this isn't a hate response, it's a love letter to fandom. So here's what made being in a fandom so special to me:

The support.

Fandom to me is, at its core, strangers sharing their excitement, inspiring each other and admiring what other people do. When i started writing i was so self conscious, i couldn't sleep after posting a chapter because I was so anxious. And i received so much support even for works that are really not that great. There's something so wonderful about cheering others on and getting cheered on. That sort of open and heartfelt support is not something you experience in real life and it made some hard times much better for me. It's incredible knowing that people across the globe collaborate, send each other prompts or getting really excited about something someone else did.

2. The possibility to just…not engage in conversations i don't want to be in.

It's so freeing to have the option to block people of just not respond. There's always some sort of controversy or just some takes i don't like. How wonderful that i can just not look at those things

3. Getting to be creative and knowing it makes people happier

Your fic or art isn't brilliant? Who cares. It's so freeing to create something out of love, for people who love the same thing. I started writing for the first time since i was a child because of fandom. I dabbled in creating fanart (and realised the medium isn't for me, which is also great to find out), i wrote poetry (which I never wanted to do) and badly recorded songs (which i felt so self conscious about). Was it all good? Ha, absolutely not. But i got zo try it out and i wouldn't have done that without fandom. There is no external pressure to be good (or if there is pressure from other people to create and be good, there are always a ton of others telling you why this pressure is unfair and should be ignored). There are no grades, no deadlines. Just the love and joy of creating and sharing your creation. Or not sharing them, if that's what you want. Both is fine and that's the point

4. Seeing people of all skill levels share their works

And all of their art is beautiful and meaningful, no matter if they qre a master of their craft or someone who pickef up a pen for the first time to try out this medium

5. Seeing different interpretations

I don't like many of them but it's so interesting to see how others are interpreting something. That can be anything from the question of who's a top to some in depth meta analysis. People enjoy different things and it's so cool to see what they focus on

6. The people in general. I pretty much left the witcher fandom months ago (i tried writing for it again but it was so hard that I gave up) but through it, i met incredible people, some of who have become irreplaceable parts of my life and i am so thankful for fandom for bringing us together like this. When i was in the fandom, i got to know people are so talented, unbelievably creative, kind, funny, supportive and so many other wonderful things (even those i never talked to directly. If you left a comment on something i wrote or made my days brighter with your own creations, you are amazing and i appreciate you a lot)

Basically, fandom for me was an experience that brought me joy and a sense of community. It's on you to seek out the fandom experience you want to have. If you want that experience to be one of bitterness and hate, I'm really sorry for you. But more than anything I'm sorry for the people who you drag into this by harrassing them even after they blocked you. If you want to stew in bitterness over shipping a rarepair, that's your decision. But if other people want to enjoy the fandom in a more joyful way, then that should be their decision too and you don't get to take it away from them and ruin their love. Because ultimately that's what fandom is to me and i treasure the memory of that love more than I value the opinion of someone who apparently takes joy in trying (and hopefully failing) to take that love away

#I have a lot more to say but I'll shut up now #Or else I'd still be rambling in an hour #Also just so you know #Some people aren't just annoyed by you #Getting your spam is pretty funny and feel almost like a strange kind of chievement #Look ma! The random internet person noticed me! I made it as a fandom creator :D #Seriously though you're wasting your and everyone else's time #I'm not sure if anyone is taking you seriously at this point #Go eat some grass or something

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xnchxntmxnt · 2 years

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Welcome to the party!

I hope you're ready for a fun time! I'm very happy everyone could make it and you all look great. More on the party later, I have a few words to say first.

I started this blog a year ago today after having barely any idea what the hell I was doing. All I knew is my wonderful friend Poe got me into a new anime and I'd absolutely fallen in love with it. I'd had a love of writing since I was ten, and I thought it was time to put that talent to use.

Words cannot describe how happy I am to still be active. I may not be as active as I once was, and I cannot update once a week like I used to, but I still appreciate all the support I get nonetheless.

Since then I've made so many friends, met so many people, got into new things and done things I never thought I would. I could talk for hours about all the friends I have because I love them all, but I'll try to keep these short so we can get to the more fun part...

@emswordss you were my first mutual and we still talk almost every day and that makes me so, so happy. you're so incredible and i'm happy i could be part of the journey you're on and help you with the crazy shit that is teenage years.

@domestic-void/@nekomas-kuroo my second mutual ever! i am so glad you let me write that lev fic its still the longest fic i've ever written for this (besides that one selfship thing but we aren't counting that)

@shoyotime/@miyamours my first wife <33 we havent talked in a while but i remember how much we did especially when i was first starting out. thanks for all the confidence boosts and all the weird conversations <3

@shirari we havent talked in so long !!! how are you? i don't know if you're really active anymore but i feel badcwe kinds lost touch

@ellesmain/@ellewords I MISS YOUUU ik finals suck i do but i miss seeing you on my dash!!! need my big sister once in a while yk <3 i hope finals are going well and that you're doing ok too! mayeb by the time you're back I'll have another taylor swift cover for you

@maizumis i havent seen you online in forever either !! we gotta talk soon!

@possiblypoe THE OG!!! this brilliant person got me into haikyuu it's her fault you all have to deal with me. poe you are so so so so so incredible and i KNOW how long you've been waiting for your matchup so go read and text me/send and ask and tell me your thoughts!!! love you (/p)

@mysterystarz/@nekonovs wife #2!!! thanks for being the crackhead in my discord dms over the summer /j. no but actually i know we dont talk as much as we did over the summer, mostly because we're both busy, but youre so amazing really. thank you for all the late night conversations and the akaashi brainrot

@k-kazvha i think you were my first genshin moot?? also happy late birthday!!! have fun dancing the night away with diluc. i said some of this yesterday on your birthday but i am SO glad we met you're so funny and honestly great to talk to. i ma not always comment on it but your posts make me laugh a lot (usually the shitposts). you're an incredibly talented writer thank you for being amazing

@rqkuya you literally know all my ocs in and out and you're so so so incredible to talk to about them. you always ahve the funniest one-liners and little ideas to add, and no matter how much you yell at me for throwing angst at them, you love me for it anyway. thank you so so much for making me feel like i always have someone to talk to about anything (usually characters, but even serious things) tor.

@merciemer DAD !! high key you're very like an older brother for me and i talk about you deadass all the time. you give me gender envy a LOT (but in a great way) and youre so pretty in like the most gnc way possible. you're absolutely hilarious and i feel my own parent friend instincts kick in once in a while when we talk but its because i care i swear <3

@animated-moon my fellow tendou simp. we really need to sit down and watch howl's moving castle one of these days. i'm still proud of that tendou fic for you i wrote not too long ago (or maybe it was, i have no perception of time) but it was really fun to write and you're just. so much fun to talk to we really need to talk more bc youre a riot in the best way ever

@kage7ama ANGEL THAT INTRODUCED ME TO THAT SONG— ok i still scream sing that and in the back of my head im thankng you for showing it to me i LOVE it thank you. i was so worried when you deactivated but its ok bc i got the new url <33

@kodzukoi ANOTHER ONE WHO HEARS ABOUT MY OCS i am so glad you're as into sk8 as i am (or almost, idk) and know that langa is giving u a forehead kiss rn. as am i (/p). but you're so easy to talk to and constantly reminding me that im not talking too much which i appreciate also you give the best compliments. jun kinnie (affectionate)

@rudolphsboyfriend AAAAA I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU TO READ UR MATCHUP URS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES. but youre so talented like what the hell??? talented voice, talented writer, my irls hear about you all the time jfc i need to shut up about you sometimes. but yeah i just think you're super awesome man

@sunalma i missed you on my dash !!! im glad youre back though even if it's not as much. fun fact: i was SO SCARED to talk to you for so long but the more time went on the more time i got over myself and tried not to hit the send button on inbox asks and throw my phone to the other end of my bed

@miyagem LAST BUT NOT LEAST i think youre my newest mutual??? we talk a decent amount though so i already call u my friend <33 i definitely need to bother you more tho its fun youre great to talk to

that should be everyone its everyone in my notes w an emoji at least. if i forgot you i swear i didn't mean to !!!!

and an extra extra shoutout to all my anons + anyone who just likes to interact, even if through reblogs! ur messages/tags/anything else mean the world to me !! your support is mostly why i keep doing this and i wouldn't have hit 1 year if not for you.

nOW THAT THE SAPPY STUFF IS OVER BACK TO ME WRITING PROFESSIONALLY

quick preface: when in doubt assume everyone is 22. i don't care how that affects the plot of the original story your character is from, everyone is 22 so we can all drink champagne (if you choose). carry on

The night opens in a giant, golden, open ballroom, perfectly set white tables taking up a decent amount of room. Other tables line the walls, all covered in food (all with various coverings on it so it doesn't get too cold). Come in, take a seat wherever you like. Dinner starts soon.

The room is quiet, save the chatter of people finding seats. Three people stand in the center of the room with various kinds of musical nstruments—L, in the center, (@rudolphsboyfriend my beloved) Blue to their side and Semi Eita on their other. All three are smiling, however L is the most, seeing everyone make their entrances.

Once everyone is seated, he explains: one of his biggest passions is music and he has two incredibly talented friends that agreed to play with him for the first part of the night, then dinner, then the rest of the party as everyone pleases.

They make a speech about how appreciative they are for everyone (see above for that) and the three of them play their set. Music kicks on, they announce dinner is open, and the rest of the night is yours for the choosing.

Do enjoy and tell me how spend your time!

Event Content!

playlist for the night

✧ drabbles ✧

@merciemer - dancing with matsukawa issei @kage7ama - people watching with diluc ragnvindr @animated-moon - eating dessert with tendou satori @rqkuya - xiao (yours didn't get a name but i swear its for good reason) @terushimatwinn - balcony conversations with miya atsumu @kodzukoi - car conversations with langa hasegawa

✧ matchups ✧

for @emswordss ✧✧✧ for @keijinn ✧✧✧ for anon ✧✧✧ for @duckymcdoorknob ✧✧✧ for @possiblypoe ✧✧✧ for @rudolphsboyfriend ✧✧✧ for 🌱 anon ✧✧✧

✧ other additions ✧

my evening with kaoru sakurayashiki

If you didn't get a chance to participate and want to (or you did, and want to add onto what I came up with), please do! Send it in as a submission or inbox message, or just tag me in a post you make! I'd love to add it to the main post!

Only rule about this is you cannot double characters. There are a few taken already, but if you would like to participate, please choose someone else that hasn't been listed in one of the drabbles/matchups to save everyone the confusion.

Thank you all so much again. I could not have done this all without you and I appreciate everyone that follows and interacts with me more than you all know. I hope to do something like this next year around this time if life permits. Other than that, get a drink, some dancing in, talk to new people—the night is yours! Enjoy the party.

#anniversary event

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lucky-3833 · 6 years

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Salem, we know for a while that you've been stealing Emerald away at night but what goes beyond those closed doors? Also why is she clutching the walls for support?

Putting it under a read more because long.

Emerald was no coward. She would never have made it as long as she had on the streets if she was. She’d faced down feral dogs, fellow street urchins, and even more dangerous things as of late.

Walking through Salem’s castle still made goosebumps rise on her coffee-colored skin.

Maybe it was just some instinct in the back of her mind, quietly freaking out in the presence of so many Grimm. They padded the halls on occasion, guards to make sure that any intruders were swiftly dealt with.

Maybe it was the view. A lot of the fortress was dimly lit, and the walls were largely constructed out of black stone. There were windows here and there, but the land outside was a scoured hellscape, barren rocks underneath a red sky.

Maybe it was the company. The few other humans that lived in the castle with her were the lowest of the low, and even Emerald could recognize that. Watts was a snake, Tyrian was just crazy, she could never read Hazel, and Mercury was a total prick.

Or maybe…maybe she was just feeling uneasy right now because she’d been summoned to Salem’s personal chambers. And Emerald knew exactly what that meant.

The Queen of the Grimm was powerful, brilliant, and motivated. But she had her vices, pleasures that she loved to indulge herself in, and ones that made it very obvious that she wasn’t the elegant woman she appeared to be at first glance.

Emerald had been to Salem’s room only one other time, and that had been an accident. When she’d first arrived, she’d gotten turned around and stumbled in by mistake. The first thing she’d noticed was the naked women lying in a pile on the floor, thick white goo oozing from every hole. The second thing she’d noticed was Salem herself.

The Grimm Queen had been naked, first of all, and was angled so that her side was facing Emerald. Out of a combination of shock and curiosity, Emerald couldn’t look away from the sight of the most terrifying figure on Remnant completely nude. Her stark white skin was completely uniform and smooth, without a single scar or blemish aside from the black lines that swirled along her forearms and the edges of her face. Her nipples, or at least the one that Emerald could see, was a light bluish-purple color that complemented the color of her skin instead of normal human flesh tones.

She had her hands wrapped around the throat of a woman with shoulder-length black hair that turned more and more crimson towards the tips. At first, Emerald thought that she was just forcing the woman to eat her out, which was alarming enough, but then she noticed the way that the woman’s throat was bulging.

Salem had confirmed the suspicion when she’d pulled out, exposing her battering ram of a cock to Emerald’s view, still covered with strings of saliva and cum. The head was a darker purplish color, fading down along its length until it reached pure white again at the base, where it met her swollen balls.

Then, she’d turned to look at Emerald, and given her a wink. The mint-haired thief had immediately turned to run away, terrified that she’d be the next one on the pile.

That was months ago, before the Beacon mission. Over time, Emerald had let herself think that she was in the clear, that Salem would leave her alone. Now, though, she knew that she hadn’t gotten away after all.

Her footsteps were heavy and slow as she walked towards Salem’s chambers, and her hand was in her pocket, making sure its contents were still there. Just in case, she’d bought a pack of extra large, extra thick condoms that promised ‘MAXIMUM PROTECTION’. Now, she just prayed that Salem would let her use them.

She had no desire to figure out how Grimm were born.

The door to Salem’s personal room looked like something out of an old movie. At least three inches thick, it was made out of heavy wood set in iron, with a knocker on the front shaped like some kind of Grimm head that Emerald had never seen.

She swallowed, fought down the nervousness, and knocked three times.

There was a brief delay where nothing happened, and Emerald fought down the urge to just run. If she was lucky, something had come up and Salem was busy or distracted or…

The door opened with a creak, revealing the unnaturally pale features of Emerald’s boss, standing at least a foot taller than her. She smiled, and Emerald hoped it was just her imagination that made it seem predatory. “Good, you’re here. Come inside.”

The thief had no choice but to obey. She stepped forward, past Salem, then jumped as the door slammed shut behind her. Just then, pale hands came to rest on her shoulders. “Do you know why you’re here?”

Emerald’s eyes darted around the room. She didn’t know if she was thankful or more scared than ever when she saw that there weren’t any other women here. Maybe she’d misread the situation…or maybe Salem wanted to focus all of her attention on her. “I…don’t think I do, ma’am.”

Salem’s hands started kneading her shoulders, almost like she was trying to relax her. “You did an excellent job in Vale, you know. Remarkable. You’re the only one on Remnant who could have pulled it off so…spectacularly.”

Emerald felt the briefest glimmer of hope. “I was just following the plan.”

“And you played your part well. Which is why I’m going to give you two rewards.”

That glimmer of hope grew brighter. “Really?”

“Yes, really.” Salem stepped closer to her, and the flickering flame of hope was immediately snuffed out as Emerald felt something long, warm, and hard come to rest against her back. It was twitching. “The first reward is that you get to be my permanent personal bed warmer. The second reward is that when I take you, I’ll restrain myself enough so it doesn’t risk driving you into a fuck-drunk coma.”

Emerald couldn’t entirely restrain the whimper. “Th-that’s alright, you don’t need to-”

She was cut off, gasping as Salem started to grind against her. The silhouette of that fat cock was worryingly large, reaching from the small of her back all the way up to her shoulder blades. There was a heavy, liquid warmth underneath it that rested against her ass, and a second whimper escaped her as Emerald felt just how full Salem was.

“W-wait!” She blurted out. “This is a reward, right? C-can I make a request?”

Salem paused, thinking. “I’ll let you make one. Only one. Let me guess, you want me to be gentle for your first time?”

Emerald’s eyes widened when she realized that she could have Salem be gentle, or she could have her wear the condoms. Not both.

With shaking fingers, she reached into her pocket. “C-could you p-please wear these?”

There was a long moment of silence as Salem pulled the packets out of her hand, then another as she looked them over.

Just as Emerald was about to start panicking in earnest, Salem let out a loud, genuinely amused laugh. “Really? You want me to use protection? I have never had anyone ask for that. You know what? Sure. Let’s see what good it does you. But you need to put them on.”

To assist her in that, Salem picked that moment to pull her gown off, not showing the slightest hesitancy or embarrassment as she fully exposed herself to a subordinate.

Emerald took a moment to take a deep breath and stop her hands from shaking. She took the packets back from Salem and sank down to her knees. That meant that the tip of the cock was hanging over her head, but it was less awkward to reach it this way than it was the other.

As she got her first close up look, Emerald suddenly had doubts about her plan. Salem’s cock wasn’t just massive, it was colossal. Monumental. Titanic. Emerald had once walked in on Mercury measuring his dick with a ruler. Salem would need a yardstick to do the same. And the girth…fuck, this thing was like a baseball bat!

The little circle of rubber in her hand seemed very, very small all of a sudden.

Still, she tore the foil wrapper open and pulled it out. Emerald had never actually done this before, and she was suddenly very thankful that Beacon had a health and wellness course as part of their curriculum.

The condom went on the tip first, and…god, just the tip was too wide to get more than a tiny bit in the rubber. Still, Emerald persisted, unrolling it and stretching the purple rubber down Salem’s shaft, doing her best to ignore the way it twitched every time her hands grazed it.

She ran out of condom about halfway down. Emerald bit her lip, looking at the half-covered cock. Wasn’t there something in the class about how important it was that it goes down all the way? And rubber was supposed to stretch, so that would be fine, right?

She grabbed the edges of the rubber and started tugging it down, stretching the condom and hoping to the Maidens, the Wizard, and the Brothers that it wouldn’t tear.

Finally, she got it down three-quarters of the way and didn’t dare to stretch it further. The purple rubber was pulled so tight that she could clearly see Salem’s cock through it, and it did little more than just tinge the overall color.

“Why don’t you give it a rub? See if it’s working right?” Salem seemed to think this whole ordeal was hilarious, but she did have a point…

Hesitantly, Emerald squeezed just behind the crown of the cock, sliding her hand down a bit. It pulsed, twitching powerfully at her touch, and Emerald yanked her hand away like she’d been burned.

Worse, there was a tiny split in the purple rubber about halfway down, with pale skin clearly visible through it. Emerald pointed to it. “Uh, c-can I put on a second one?”

Salem’s response was to take a step forward, grab Emerald by her short green hair, and mash her face into Salem’s churning, swollen balls. “You took too long. Now, I set the pace. Time to get started.”

Emerald made the mistake of opening her mouth slightly out of shock when she was grabbed, and as a result, couldn’t avoid a bit of that smooth white surface from pressing its taste against her. She closed her mouth, but the flavor was already inside, like a powerful exotic spice clouding her senses.

Salem let out an appreciative hum, gently stroking the top of Emerald’s head as she held her in place. “You have no idea how sore and sensitive these get when they’re full. Worse, my captive toys just never have the motivation to give them a proper working over, and the ones who can stay coherent that long are usually the ones I don’t want to be giving an opportunity like this to.”

Emerald could only half hear what Salem was saying. Her vision was completely swallowed up by pale skin, and so much of her face was pressed against Salem was there was only the tiniest gap for her to breathe through. Every gasp of air she took was scented, mixed with Salem’s essence, a heady pheromone soup that seemed to go straight to her brain.

When Salem let her go, Emerald slumped slightly, gasping. She wasn’t off the hook yet, though, and didn’t let her guard down. Instead, she hesitantly looked up towards her boss’s face.

Salem was smiling, still, looking like she was treating this whole thing like a game. One that was rigged in her favor. “Very sorry about that, I’m pent up. It aches down there, so let’s keep going. Since this is your reward, I’ll let you…take the lead. Or at least the initiative, for now. Just hurry if you don’t want me to choose for you.”

Emerald, still on her knees with Salem’s cock at head height, gulped nervously. If Salem was feeling pent up, what in the world would she do to her if she cut loose?

Her newfound sense of urgency warred with her hesitancy, resulting in a compromise. She’d stick to familiar ground for now. Reaching up, she cradled Salem’s testes, holding each one in the palm of one hand. Even after her face had been pressed into them, she couldn’t believe just how full and heavy they were.

Her fingers sank into the surface ever so slightly, and Emerald gave them a light, experimental squeeze. Salem’s reaction was to let out a groan of relief as her cock impossibly stiffened further, a small bubble like a balloon appearing at the tip where the condom was catching her pre.

The Grimm Queen stroked her fingers through Emerald’s hair, resting her hands on the thief’s head but not pushing her further. “Oh, that feels good. Keep going, I’m not as fragile as a human. Put some effort into it.”

Emerald was fairly positive that if she screwed up now, death would likely be the best outcome she could hope for. Still, it wasn’t like she could back out now, so she did as Salem asked. Her hands lifted, cupped, and rubbed along Salem’s swollen balls; slowly and gently at first and then gaining speed and effort as she grew more confident.

Salem was practically leaning on her now, pleased moans and groans coming from her mouth. “The longer I stay pent up,” she murmured, “the sorer I get down there. It’s the swelling and stretching. Human men might not be able to compare to me, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any drawbacks.”

Once again, hope fluttered in Emerald’s chest. Salem was…relaxing! Actually letting her guard down! This was the first time she’d ever seen the Grimm Queen when she wasn’t speaking in alarming euphemisms, firm decrees, or confident statements. Maybe Emerald could get out of this in one piece still!

Pressing her advantage, she leaned forward. Continuing to massage and rub with her hands, Emerald braced herself and opened her mouth, trailing her tongue along that left orb. The taste was just the same as before, only a thousand times more intense now that it was in direct contact with her taste buds. It was like salt, sweat, spice, and a hundred other things that Emerald couldn’t even name. At first, it was merely okay, but the longer it had to settle into her tongue the more accustomed to it the thief became.

Slowly, she became more than just accustomed to it. It was actually…really good. Amazing, even. One of the best things she’d ever tasted.

As soon as that first long lick was done, Emerald immediately went back in for another, starting at the very bottom and trailing her tongue all the way along the round, heated surface of Salem’s orb until she reached the spot where it connected to the shaft of her cock. She couldn’t help but notice that the flavor was strongest right there, and lingered for a moment before going back and doing a third one.

After every square inch of the left ball was shining with her spit, Emerald switched to the right one, doing the exact same thing.

At first, she thought it was only getting hot in the room, until Emerald realized that the heat was coming from inside of her, coiling in her belly and making her whole body blush. Some part of her was enjoying this, no matter how unwilling she’d been at the beginning.

Emerald lost herself in the rhythm, licking and squeezing and massaging, rubbing her thighs together as they got slicker and slicker with her own fluids, listening to Salem’s grunts and moans of pleasure…

She wasn’t sure how long it was when Salem gently pushed her back. There was a deep hunger in the Grimm Queen’s gaze, and this time Emerald couldn’t delude herself into thinking that it wasn’t predatory at the most basic level.

“You’re very, very good at this.” Salem lifted Emerald to her feet and stepped forward, trapping her length in between them. “In fact, that was incredible. It would have been worth calling you just for that.” She took another step forward, and another, until Emerald was actually forced to step back before she was knocked over. “But that’s not what you’re here for. It’s not what you want, it’s not what I want.”

The back of Emerald’s knees hit something soft, and she fell onto it backward. Salem leaned over her, pressing her full-figured, curvy body against Emerald’s more slender one, their position ensuring that the thick cock in between them was throbbing right up against Emerald’s lower lips. “You’ve been such a tease, you know. It’s time to move on to the main event.”

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I’m working on doing longer fics more often now, and this one got out of hand even by that criteria. I’ll finish it with a second part.

#Anonymous

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