— “Drunk already? I wouldn’t have pinned you for a light weight.”
-> content warning! alcohol intoxication, top m alpha! reader x bratty omega in heat, stupid cockwhore bitch craves for cock but doesn’t get it.
Turning someone into your little cockwhore bitch, there’s nothing sweeter than that — than the otherwise self-assured look in their eyes turned to one that’s dazed and pleading.
Fuck, if it weren’t for the numerous drinks simmering in his system, drumming along his veins that had his head swim, he wouldn’t be in this position. No, damn it. He wouldn’t be here, visible flush streaked across his cheeks with the obvious, heady scent of arousal lingering in the air. His interested, omegan cock stirring between his spread legs, knees clumsily knocking against yours beneath the wooden counter. Nor would he be the one to lean just a bit, in your direction, intently fixated on your parting lips with every swallow you take, each and every bob of your throat that curves along nicely down, alcohol pleasantly burning. It was a mistake in itself, to think he’d out drink you, looking perfectly fine in comparison to him who supported his chin atop his palm, gently swaying back and forth.
Shit, he hated you. He hated you so damn much that he’d catch himself staring at your glistening mouth each and every time, bubbling frustration slowly shifting into one of needy arousal, a need for your cock in his throat, ass, wherever he could touch it, smell it even. Maybe if you were so generous, you’d let him have a go at it, pathetically slide himself onto his knees so he could paw at your bulge, suck on the rough fabric of your jeans where your fat, knotted cock comfortably sat underneath. Bastard didn’t deserve to get a proper taste anyway. Only a curl of your finger shoved up his pulsing, dripping hole would have him cumming all over himself like a whore regardless, desperately bucking his hips into your touch to reach your split knuckles. Hell, he’d even be fine with you towering over him, grip tightening onto his face with your fingers greedily digging into the soft of his flesh, harshly spitting into his awaiting mouth, pink tongue peeking out. However, you do none of that. Instead, you lean into his space, pressing your lips against the shell of his ear, heated breaths quickened, audible over the bustling pub and noisy patrons surrounding you.
— “I could ruin you if I wanted to. Fuck you, right here, right now. Have everyone see, what a needy little cum slut you are for my cock.”
Exhaling shakily, his eyes flutter shut at the drum of your voice, letting the words sink in, slicked, wet hole miserably tightening around nothing. Dammit, he wants you, wants you so fucking bad to mess him up, to have him bent over the flat surface as you fuck your cum into him, reddened ass on display for all the hungry, perverted alphas to leer upon.
— “But I won’t. I’ll just let you rut into your pillow like the nasty, fucking whore that you are.”
..You fucking tease.
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ok so. I found the whole master sword decaying and breaking thing ridiculously funny once the cutscene ended and i got over it. bc. i've played sksw. i forged the darn thing. i had to haul the goddess sword through quest after quest (smth about dragon bathwater?) so i could put fi through flame after flame and finally get the master sword. and. and then i broke it. i spent so long putting it together and THEN I WENT AND BROKE IT??? anyway i found it funny kind of. full circle ig.
no you're so right this is hilarious
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Please help a trans person of color move out, I’m in a ridiculously bad housing situation and I kinda need funds to get out of my abusive moms place. I hate to do this but she almost kicked me out and cut my phone today while I was at work. Literally anything helps
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“How are you feeling?” Tempest asks.
Norrington realizes he is gripping the rein so hard his nails are digging into his palms. He releases it and shakes out his hands, letting out a shaky breath. “Overcome. You have quite the view.”
commission for @boltlightning, from their Pirates + Temeraire crossover fic windfall !!
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