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esponsal · 4 months
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lindos textos só poderia ser nordestino. <3
que baita elogio, obrigado. rs
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markaris · 4 months
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hi, do you believe in predestined love? like movies or books? or are you a skeptic?? :}
i don't believe in anything but myself.
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sleyu · 8 months
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no thoughts just mean!bf remus mocking your cries n whimpers as he fucks into you n tells you how desperate you are for him
i genuinely needed to sit down and stare at my phone for a good two minutes to process this i am going crazy.
he would be so, so, so mean. the gag is that he’s the one who initiates everything and is, in fact, equally if not more desperate. but, mean ! remus loves ignoring this and instead, mocks you for your every cry and whine.
remus’ cock is so big, both in length and width. every time he’s inside you, it feels like the first time all over again because his size is just so overwhelming. remus sometimes feels bad for doing this, but his cock throbs at the sight of you struggling to take him and he often loses self-control and meanly laughs in your face when you cry out at the feeling of him suddenly pushing into you. every time you would tell him to slow down, he’d only go faster, laughing breathlessly at your whines and the tears on your cheeks.
‘telling me to stop but i’m sure you like this, don’t you, baby? cunt’s so fuckin’ wet.’
‘does it hurt, dove? thought you said you could take me?’
just imagine remus calling you his fussy little baby; every time you paw at his thighs, attempting to tell him that you need him while he’s studying, he’d just sigh in annoyance and bend you over his desk to fuck you stupid :( i don’t know if remus would slap you or not, but he would definitely tug your hair to force you to look up at him every time he takes you from behind !
‘is that what you needed, hm? all you fuckin’ think about is getting filled up—is this what my baby needed? such a fuckin’ brat, no patience at all.’
he genuinely has to control himself from busting inside you at the sight of your wobbly lips and furrowed eyebrows, paired with your teary eyes and the quiet mewls coming out from your mouth. you just look so fucked out and cute, he has to resist leaning down and peppering kisses all over your face.
i know this is a little unhinged but all i’ve been thinking about is remus fucking you in your childhood bedroom and calling you gross and disgusting for enjoying it when he ruins you as your parents are downstairs.
‘fuck—imagine what they’d say when they see their little girl slutting herself out like this. i’ve completely ruined you, haven’t i? no longer their innocent baby, are you, honey?’ BRRRRR i need psychiatric help.
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rodolfoparras · 6 months
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think about price who constantly refers to his lover as 'the wife' with lovesick eyes to 141
now imagine 141 loosing their SHIT on the inside when they first meet 'the wife' and she isn't some petite pretty little housewife like they imagined but instead a large ass man built like a fucking TANK and easily towers over Simon who is the tallest of the group. price still refers to him as 'the wife' with the dorkiest grin ever and 141 doesnt let him live it down, threatening him with telling 'the wife' whenever he doesnt let them do something stupid
(feral anon)
(i want to be 'the wife' so bad but sadly i am a short transmasc that doesn't look like a man at all)
(your posts cure my gender disphoria)
A/N: I loved this idea and I’ve been wanting to write a fluff piece for my old man so here u go, something very light hearted ! Excuse any mistakes I wrote it within an hour or so!
It’s no secret that Price likes to keep his private life and work life separated, not many people know he’s married and he likes to keep it that way.
However he has no qualms about 141 finding out about the person he loves so much, matter of fact Laswell was the first to know, all unplanned of course.
It all happened when the two of them snuck away from the rowdy group of men to smoke. Sitting inside would’ve been a better option. It was warm inside, they had decent lighting and were within hand’s distant to their drinks but that would also mean they were at risk of losing their hearing or getting elbowed in the stomach or face by the drunken men, so outside it is.
Price offers her his cigar, which she takes gracefully muttering something along the lines of “my wife doesn’t like it when I smoke” while taking a drag from the tobacco leaf.
“Neither does mine” he says with crows feet appearing around his eyes and lips curling up into a smile.
“You’re married?” Laswell says, only with a hint of surprise on her face as she hands the cigar back to him.
“Happily” he says smile still present as ever on his face before he takes a drag from the cigar as well “been that way for four years now”
She just nods in response before she takes the cigar back, and that’s pretty much how Laswell finds out about Price’s spouse.
The next person to find out about it is Gaz.
141 had been out on a mission that day, and Gaz had taken the impulsive decision to head straight into the fire in hopes of getting important intel. He’s managed to get it but not without getting scolded for his reckless behavior by Price. Hours later and the guilt is still eating at him so he decides to make his way over to Price’s office in an attempt to make amends with the older man.
Gaz takes a deep breath before he knocks on Price’s office door.
“Come on in” he hears the older man’s voice.
Gaz walks in only to be met with the sight of Price seated in his office chair, paper work scattered about on his desk and a cigar resting between his index and middle finger.
“Sir” Gaz says, awkwardly shuffling in place. “I’d like to apologize for earlier today”
“Already forgotten”
The surprise must’ve been clear on his face because the older man can’t help but chuckle.
“Sit down” Price says pointing at the chair opposite to him before taking another drag from the tobacco leaf.
Gaz swiftly takes a seat, hands resting on his knees, nervously chewing on his bottom lip.
There’s a moment of silence as Price rearranges the paper in a neat pile on his desk, pen carefully placed next to it before he speaks again.
“You got someone special waiting for you back home?”
Once again Gaz is surprised but this time the older man just looks at him and smiles.
“I do, sir”
“So do I” Price says smile getting bigger as he folds his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair. “Oh don’t look at me like that I’m not that old am I?”
“No - no sir” Gaz says, hands awkwardly flailing about and feeling his ears burn as he blurts out the words.
Price’s smile grows even bigger before he begins to explain “point is I’m sure that special someone wants you back home alive, if anything were to happen to me I’m sure the wife would find a way to haunt me in the after life”
Price’s gaze falls to his hands, fingers fidgeting with his wedding band.
Oh.
The wife.
The ring.
The captain is married.
“Sometimes we have to do things we rather not do to make sure we come back home to them, keep that in mind Garrick”
“Yes sir” Gaz says, mind still processing this new found information.
“Good, now if you excuse me I have someone to call,”
Gaz without thinking says “the wife?”
Price only chuckles but nods his head in confirmation “the wife”
Soap is the third person to find out and it happens while 141 are relaxing on base, playing cards and drinking beer.
Price walks in with black slacks and a white button, rolled all the way up to his elbows. On top of that there’s an invisible trail of cologne that seems to follow his form.
“Captain! Come join us” soap says not even looking up at the man but instead keeping laser focus on the cards in his hand.
“No can do boys I’m heading out with the wife”
Soap almost drops the cards in his hand, head turning so fast Price is surprised he doesn’t get whiplash. “You’re married?”
“I am” Price says trying to suppress his chuckle when he sees Gaz peaking at Soap’s cards. “You weren’t planning on proposing were you soldier?” Price jokes which sends the rest of the group into a fit of laughter.
Soap physically recoils at that, head turning back to his cards and muttering a “to you captain? No thanks”
“Alright then, I’m heading out” Price says, choosing to ignore soaps comments, as he pulls on his jacket“don’t wait up!”
As Price makes his way over to the front door, he hears the group continuing to tease soap, can even hear the Scotsman accuse Gaz of looking at his cards, but he quickly forgets about everything as he sees you parked outside and waiting for him.
Ghost was very well aware of Price’s spouse, had even been the first person to know that Price was planning to propose.
The two of them had been in an entirely different squad, and less familiar with each other when they got sent out on a mission. A lot of things went wrong that day so much so Ghost and Price weren’t sure if the both of them would get back home alive. So Price had taken the opportunity to tell him about this special someone, how he was planning to propose to this person when they were scheduled to go back home, had even forced a wedding band in the palm of Ghost’s hand and told him to give it to the person if Price doesn’t make it out alive.
Luckily the both of them had managed to get out alive and Ghost had gotten the opportunity to watch Price put the ring on this person’s hand.
With that being said Ghost should be able to recognize this person if they were to appear in front of him but it’s been years so when he hears someone asking where Price is he doesn’t think twice about telling them, chalking it up to some poor lost recruit looking for the captain, while keeping his eyes on the weapon he’s cleaning.
However he doesn’t get to do much more before he hears another voice.
“Who’s the guy?” says soap, confusion clear in his tone.
Ghost turns to the other man and the annoyance must’ve been clear in his eyes because Soap raises his hands in an apologetic manner. “Oh sorry did i interrupt something important “ he says with a smile on his face.
“Anyway a tall really tall dude maybe taller than the ghost?” He pauses as if contemplating before he continues to explain “was looking for Price, really buff too…” he trails off while glancing down at his arms “hey you think I should work out more?”
Ghost just sighs before he returns to cleaning his weapon but he’s once again interrupted when Gaz walks in.
“Captain wants to see us in his office”
And that’s when he fully gives up on the task as he follows the two other men over to Price’s office, grumbling over why the captain was calling them over while putting up with the chatter from the Scotsman telling Gaz all about the giant that just passed him.
It doesn’t take much before they find themselves in front of Price’s office.
Through the door they can hear Price’s voice along with a much deeper voice, holding a conversation.
Soap is the first to knock on the door, while sharing confused glances with the two other men.
“Come in”
The three men enter the room only to be met with the sight of Price standing behind his office chair where a man is sitting in it, both of them sporting equally bright smiles on their faces.
“Boys” Price says, face ever so proud as he looks down at the man “meet the wife”
The man stands up, tall just like Soap had described him and when he reaches a hand out they see a wedding band that matches the one on Price’s hand.
“I’m the wife” you say with a big smile on your face.
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kodaiki · 22 days
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can we please PLS PLS PLS get a glimpse get a bonus or get a small tiny bit in the next chapter of ANYONE talking to satoru after the kiss or teasing him ANYTHING i really cause there's no way he was so cool about it I BET HE WAS PISSING HIMSELF A LIL BIT cause this sweet cute pretty and funny girl just kissed him in the mouth
I LOVE YOUR WORK SM
BONUS: satoru’s aftermath
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kaciidubs · 3 months
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just imagine ( also dom chan 😫😫>>>) chan not giving you attention and suddenly goes out then you text him to ask where he went ( you know he is out with the members you jus got somthing up your sleeve
“ where are you”
chan: i’m with the boys
you reply “ same”
he’ll start blowing up your phone and you leave him in read
you bet you’ll get it when he gets home🫣
Oh goodness- the brat mentality is jumping out in this one and I'm so down for it!!! ❣ Warnings: Dom! Chris, brat! reader, degradation, Dom/Sub dynamics, slight spit roasting, slight choking, open ended ❣ ❣ Additional Tags: Chan is referred to as Chris, Reader is referred to as Princess, Baby, Good Girl, Brat, Spoiled
Attention Seeking
You knew this would happen - pushing one too many buttons of his and breaking some small, but carefully picked, rules to bring out that authoritative aura you had a gut wrenching craving for.
Chris told you if you kept acting out, he'd ignore you until you decided to act right like his "good girl would", but you were well beyond the puppy eyes and lilted begging - that wasn't any fun.
So, when he announced he was heading out with the boys for a little bit, not even the slightest bit amused when you denied his offer of coming with, you took to putting the rest of your plan to work a little more than half an hour later.
Princess💖: Where are you? Channie🐺: Huh?? Channie🐺: I'm with the boys.. Princess💖: Mm, same
There was a short minute between your message and his reply, but the result was nothing short of golden.
Channie🐺: What? Channie🐺: Baby who are you with?
No less than a second later, your phone was ringing with his caller ID on full display, but you just sat and listened to the ringtone play through until it cut off, sending his call straight to voicemail.
Channie🐺: Answer me Channie🐺: Who are you with??? Channie🐺: Baby I swear
Another phone call, but this time you swiftly declined it without a moment of hesitation, sending him to voicemail yourself.
Channie🐺: K.
With that, your phone went silent, no further texts or calls coming through; and though part of you felt bad for taking it to these lengths, you couldn't help the fluttering of butterflies in your stomach as you eagerly awaited his arrival.
Seconds turned to minutes, and minutes to hours, and the excitement that was once coursing through your veins had slowly turned into annoyance and anticipation - had he played you at your own game? Was he truly outwitting the brat? Did he actually choose a true punishment over the punishment you were practically begging for?
Leaving your phone in the bedroom, you decided to venture into the kitchen to at least satiate your thirst since it didn't seem like anything else was being satiated any time soon.
However, the second you grabbed a cup from the cabinet and set it on the counter, an arm was wrapped around your waist and a hand was around your neck.
You would've screamed if it weren't for the familiar scent of mahogany and coconut filling your nose, though that didn't stop your heart rate from skyrocketing in the process; your body freezing against his.
"You fucking minx," Chris breathed against the shell of your ear, the hand around your neck twitching slightly as he felt your pulse, "lost all your senses in one night for what, huh? Because you needed some fucking attention? You can't go one hour without needing me?"
Swallowing thickly, you somehow managed to find your voice as the rolling flame of defiance grew within you. "Y-You were gone for more than an hour, Christopher."
There was a scoff, then you were spun around in his hold and backed against the counter, though his arm protected your lower back from the sharp edge - he would be the one inflicting pain, nothing else.
His eyes were sharp, darkened by a mix of aggravation and arousal, and if it weren't for the fact that he was holding onto you, you would've melted to the floor where you stood.
"Speaking back, acting out, breaking the worlds easiest rules, ignoring messages, ignoring calls." With each subject listed the tick in his lip grew, and if you hadn't known better it would've felt like he was genuinely mad at you. "If you want to act like a spoiled rotten brat, then fine," the hand that was once on your neck now cradled your jaw, squishing your cheeks almost painfully as he forced your gaze to remain on him, "I'll remind you what bad girls get, I'll break that fucking ego of yours until you're begging for my forgiveness."
He leaned forward and your eyes fluttered, your body instinctively preparing itself to feel his lips on yours, but when you only felt the pass of his breath you whined pitifully.
"That's what I thought." Peering down at you, he tilted his head back just a sliver, "All that bark and no bite - don't worry, baby, I've got all the bite you need."
[unedited]
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hanafubukki · 3 months
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What do you think a Baby Malleus reaction to having silver as a baby brother? Like Little Mal that looks and sounds 5 having 3 month old baby brother in Lilia's house.
Hello Anonie 🌺🌷🌻
I’m going to tweak this a bit and have Malleus still be in his baby dragon form (maybe a little bigger/older than when he hatched) when he meets Silver for the first time.
I’ve been thinking about their first meeting all day.
Summary: Baby Dragon Malleus meets Baby Silver for the first time.
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Papa came back with something strange today.
The thing was bundled in cloths that smelled old.
It made him want to sneeze.
“Come Malleus, come meet Silver.”
Lilia placed the thing in front of him on the bed.
“Isn’t he cute?”
Cute? The word papa uses to describe himself?
This thing wasn’t cute. It looked nothing like papa.
“I’m going to look for clothes and something to wash Silver with. Keep an eye on him okay?”
Of course he can do that. What did papa think? He could protect his hoard!
Hmph.
This…Silver didn’t wake up.
…but it was shiny. Malleus liked shiny things.
But would this Silver like him, he wondered.
Or would he also run away? Like the animals? The other people?
Malleus leaned down slightly. Would Silver be his family? Like papa?
The hand on his snout startled him.
Oh.
Silver had such pretty eyes.
Silver babbled happily in response to his surprise.
Silver has a pretty laugh. He wasn’t scared!
The happy rumbles from his chest seemed to spur Little Silver into more happy noises.
Silver would be part of his hoard, Malleus decided.
He will be part of his family.
Malleus curled around his baby brother.
He would protect.
Papa was right.
Silver is cute.
Much cuter than papa ever was.
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kissohee · 4 months
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We had first time with virgen!anton...
Can we have a little shot of their first time having that heating makeout session?? Pls.
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virgin!anton x virgin!fem!reader ☆ nsfw ; wc : 992 ☆ one-shot mdni! warnings; anton gets a boner, male masturbation, quite literally uses the same dialogue from the full fic, written in antons pov read full fic here! a/n; sure! i kind of loved writing that small part too sooo ^^
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There was nothing Anton loved more than to kiss you. He was sure it was because he was just so in love with you. And although the kisses were very short and sweet, they meant the world to him.
So of course when you're kissing him longer than usual, he swears he could fly. Every time you pull away to get ahold of your breath, he's pulling you back in for more. It was like there were magnets inside your lips that he just couldn't stop attracting to. He knew the kiss got more suggestive when you moved to sit on his lap without pulling apart, your hands moving to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. Your tongue desperate in his mouth, mixing your spit together. His fingers slightly grazing your breasts, but not daring to touch them in case it wasn't what you wanted. He remembers someone mentioning to him about hickies once, and he absolutely loved the idea of his marks on you. So he slowly broke your kiss, leaving pecks down your jaw and onto your neck. You gripped his shoulders as he explored your skin, sucking on spots in hopes to leave a bruise, but not hard enough to hurt you in any way. It wasn't until he felt your grip harden when his lips touched a certain spot, where he softly took the skin between his teeth. The sound that came out of you so melodic to his ears. He needed to hear more of you. His lips traveled down to your chest, focusing on mainly your collarbones. When you said his name, he thought he had gone to far. It wasn't a moan, but more of you genuinely trying to get his attention. He stopped to look at you, your eyes however traveled down to his crotch. Scared to glance at it too, he finally felt it. His cock throbbed against the sweats he was wearing. Fuck. Without thinking, he removed you from his lap, placing his hands on top so you couldn't look anymore. "Oh my god.." Your eyes never leaving the bulge, Anton swears he's gonna faint. "I'm so sorry.." His voice decreasing to a whisper. "Why are you sorry?" Your attempt to not laugh went unnoticed by him, his focus everywhere else. His cheeks flushed "I don't know... It's.." He found himself having trouble forming sentences, "That's so gross of me, I don't know why it.." He was already hooking his legs off your bed, reading to get up and leave. But he felt your arms wrap around him in an attempt to comfort him, "You're a male human," You rest your head on his shoulder, "I don't think it's gross... It happens." That did not comfort him. There were many times in Anton's life where he felt embarrassment, but this one was by far the worst. Neither of you moved, he couldn't move. He felt frozen. He tried making himself feel better by reminding himself that you love him, and you've already expressed that you aren't disgusted. But still, your words don't take him back in time to avoid the situation. Despite the fact that he physically couldn't move, he felt his cock twitch. He should leave and go home, but then that means he'd have to go out in public like this. His desired solution would just be to die. But then at his funeral someone would have to bring up that he 'Died from embarrassment after popping a boner under his girlfriend.' Anton swears he was fighting demons in his head until he decided to just suck it up and jerk one off. "The.. Your.. Bathroom.." He stumbles over his words before leaving your room and heading to your bathroom in a hurry. If he's quick, he could just pretend he really needed to shit.
Leaning against a bare wall, he lowered all articles of clothing between him and his cock, his hand softly tugging on it while he bit on his index finger on his other hand. The feeling of his hand wrapped around his cock had him biting down slightly harder on his finger. His mind wandered back to the situation, to you. How much better you would feel than his hand right now. He tightened his hand to mimic your hand, which was much smaller than his. Was he a terrible person for imagining you, despite the fact that you were dating him? He wasn't sure, and he sure didn't care enough to stop and think. "Anton?" Fuck. "Are you okay?" Fuck fuck fuck. "On-one second!" He heard your footsteps walk back to what he assumed was your room after you acknowledged it. He was too busy to bother with his finger again, so he let quiet moans slip from his mouth. He didn't think they were loud enough for you to hear, especially considering your room wasn't too close to the bathroom. He's never felt so much sensation from his had before, which just drew even more moans from him. He was so close, he could feel it. His head couldn't catch up with his cock, as his cum covered his hand, hips twitching while it was released. He took his lip between his teeth so he could contain any louder moans than he ones he had already let out. When the bathroom finally stopped spinning, he cleaned himself up with urgency. How long has he been in here? He wasn't sure, but what he does know is that it was much longer than he had hoped. He quickly washed his hands, praying to avoid any awkwardness when he opened the door. He found you sitting on your bed, chewing on the sides of your cheeks as your eyes traveled everywhere but on him. "Walls are thin 'Ton..." This was the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to him. There was absolutely no way Anton could ever face you ever again.
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this was small and not really detailed but still 😭 - 🐠
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darqchilddaydreamz · 6 months
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Now I need you to write a fic standing between a man’s (preferably rio) legs to tend to his wound like it needs to happen you have made me insane trying to live that fantasy rn 😭
It stuck in my head tooooooooo!!!!
This post is the culprit. Damn it!!
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"Where the hell was Mick's ass at?!" I yelled for the fourth time while gathering up supplies.
Rio leaned back in his chair. "Baby. Imma need you to stop all that yellin aight?"
Hearing his voice boss me from where he sat at the dining room table was actually helping me calm down. If he can talk his injuries aren't so bad.
"I'm sorry."
I put my things on the table and let him draw me between his legs. Looking up at me with that half smile I love so much, he blinked slow, wincing slightly. "Is your head hurting? Let me turn the lights down a little."
Returning to him, he widened his stance and drew me close again. "Okay. Close your eyes."
Looking over his face carefully, I knew stitches weren't necessary but he was gonna look a mess for a couple of days.
Feeling my stress over it all, he murmured, "Don't worry"
"Oh, I ain't worried. I'm just never letting you out of this house again."
"This bullshit is already taken care of, mama."
I sucked my teeth at him and kept working. His hands gliding up and down the backs of my thighs helped me keep my next smart-ass comment to myself.
He chuckled at my expression and then frowned as I sprayed his cheek with numbing spray. "That's cold."
"You say that every time." Wiping the dried blood from his eyebrow I pressed a smidge harder than needed. "You wanna try it with no pain blockers?"
"C'mon now." He jerked his head away and opened his eyes, knowing what I'd done. With his eyes on mine, he wet his bottom lip and gave my butt a firm smack. "You not gonna be nice, mama?"
"Sorry," I whispered. Dipping down to press a few sweet kisses to his lips to make up for it. I smiled at the soft groan he made and stood up straight.
Rubbing his head gently, his short, soft hair made my palm tingle and I watched his eyelids droop closed. "I'll be nice, Daddy."
"Here you go." he chuckled. His fingers were drawing circles now directly under my butt cheeks, sending shivers up my back. "You gonna do me right?"
This man I swear. Despite the seriousness of the situation, I was cheesing up a storm. "Now who's starting stuff?"
"You." His eyes drifted back open, looking dreamy cloaked in those long lashes of his. "Don't be rubbing my head like that, mama...you already know."
After applying a bit of ointment on the spots where the surface of the skin was broken, I was satisfied. Grabbing a new cloth I straddled his lap, sitting down gingerly. "Alright, where else? Take off that shirt."
As he undid his buttons I asked, "So you gonna tell me what happened?"
He peeled out of his shirt and with a look I knew too well, he started to remove mine. Leaning in, his lips hovered over mine, floating down my neck before connecting to my skin. Tasting me to his heart's delight, his voice rumbled a vibration that melted me instantly.
"Yeah...after."
ps. Don't get excited y'all I am not taking requests...this just tickled my fancy.
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chlorinecake · 1 month
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i just got my nails done and i can’t stop thinking about how sungchan would react to them. him seeing them right after you went to the salon and immediately imagining how perfect they would look scratching his back or around his cock. i wonder if you could write a fic about this and if you could make it friend!sungchan? thank you in advance, i love your works
❛ NAILS DEEP ❜ — @ friend!jung sungchan x fem!reader 📌
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contains: unprotected sex, handjob 🦩 word count: 406 👛
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can imagine you randomly deciding to show up at his place one day after getting back from the salon, joining him on his couch before he caught sight of your freshly manicured nails …
“what do you think” you asked, letting him take your hands in his to examine them further, but as we all know by now, sungchan has a high sex drive, and it wouldn’t be long before his imagination ran wild.
thinking of how your nails would feel running up and down his back as he fucked into you nice and rough, or what they’d look like wrapped around his dick, pumping him til he cums all over your pretty fist.
poor sungchan… he felt himself growing in his pants just from thinking about it, and now that you were here, you couldn’t just leave him like this, all throbbing and needy…
because at the end of the day, good friends always help each other out once in a while… right?
you honestly didn’t even know that his sudden eagerness had anything to do with your new nails until he verbally said it.
“use your hands for me this time,” he groaned as you got between his legs, your usual blowjob routine becoming a one-hand show as the rings on your fingers provided just the right amount of extra stimulation he was craving, “oh fuck- just like that.”
it didn’t even take long for him to finish in your fist, not letting any of his slick go to waste as you went to straddle his lap, feeling him stretch you out as he bucked his hips up, your hands desperately clinging to his board shoulders which only drove him further over the edge.
sungchan couldn’t keep his hands to himself either, gripping at your waist to keep you in place while he continued to thrust, his mouth against yours as you gently clawed at his scalp, just to reel out more of his desperate moans.
thin red lines decorated the back of his pale skin by time you reached your climax, his mind feeling fuzzy from the way you clenched around him while riding out your highs.
at this point, the poor guy would have a whole ass scratching and hand kink for you, sending off cash every week just to make sure a fresh set stayed on your nails in case you ever decided to come over for a friendly repeat …
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grossditz · 7 months
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also what di you think of size kink gyuv or ricky (or matthew bc hes buff but a short ass mf)
since i am like around 1.50? or 5"0 dw im 19 btw
yeahhh also can i be 🍓 if its free
ofc u can be 🍓 nonie! ♥︎
matthew goes to the gym regularly just to bulk up so he can be stronger than you. he doesn't even have to tower over you to make you appear smaller :( just the way he looks at you is enough. matt and size kink to me is basically him manhandling you 😵‍💫 pushing your legs up on his shoulder and pounding you into the bed that way or locking his arm around your neck and choking you (seriously i want matthew to choke me so hard i black out and i was 🤏 close to doing it here but i resisted!) or pushing your head into the bed while he hits it from behind <3
i see ricky and size kink and the only thing i can think of is anal with him 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 streches u around him so good you're babbling nonsense ! ricky loves being bigger than u and he shows it off every chance he gets! cupping your jaw in his hand and relishing in the fact that his hand can't fit into yours! probably embarrasses you and has you telling him how u love how big he is when hes having his way with you <3 makes u call yourself his little girl too!
gyuvin size kink is <3 hes so tall n his hands r so big and veiny (never! gonna stop mentioning his veins after that video of him pulling the necklace out his pocket for that fan) you just swoon thinking abt his hands on you :( doesnt matter how big you are gyuv will MAKE you feel small under him! i am a thick cock gyuv enthusiast and omg he probably makes u go delirious with a dick that good !!! but when hes that big you're obviously tiny :( u worry at first bcs u can barely fit it in your mouth so how can you make room for his cock :( he easily fixes it! forcing himself inside and muffling your cries with a hand pressed flat against your mouth!!! omg you dumb by the second thrust! you had no chance against him in the first place 💌💌💌
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esponsal · 2 years
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qual teus tumblr favs?
poucos.. mas porque a escrita é peculiar e me interessa @gostaria @cartasquechoram @sobejas
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wolfytae-exe · 5 months
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hear me out ceo yeonjun fucking you hard after he saw you get too close to someone else…
here you go anonie <3
warning: breeding kink (for you guys) , degradation(whore, slut), toxic yeonjun, jealousy
“You whore, fucking- fucking take it.” Yeonjun growls as he pounds into you from over his desk. You only came to give him his lunch but got caught in a conversation with his secretary Beomgyu :( you only wanted to ask where to put the food you made him but now here you were getting punished and put in your place. Coming to his work place dressed in a short white frilly fairy dress, a little boob window where the slit is placed and with your little basket of goodies riled him up enough but when he caught you looking like that and talking to Beomgyu, or rather being eye-fucked by his secretary unknowingly he just had to let you and everyone who worked under him know who you were and where you belonged.
“A-Ah~ Yes! Right there please! Jjunie oh- Oh my go- ugh~” You moaned as he thrusted, nails digging into your hips as he pounded hard enough to leave your ass cheeks red. “Shut the fuck up. fuck- letting other men look at you dressed that way- you’re mine you hear me?” He scolds before speeding up, hips moving carefully as he made sure to go head to head with your cervix threatening you with his babies if he so much as willed it.
“Should make you nice and round yeah? let everyone know you have someone keeping you full and satisfied.” He growls before grabbing one of your legs and putting it on the desk, now you’re only held up by one leg as he finds a new way to pound into you, leaning down and biting into your shoulder while you sob and beg to cum, beg for him to slow down and let you cum. But Jjunie isn’t giving that to you, not when Beomgyu is listening from the outside, he doesn’t need to know how you sound when you cum. Not even if it’s on Yeonjuns cock.
“Whores don’t get to cum, should have thought about that before wearing that dress.” He snaps his hips with his words, finally feeling that tightness in his balls. “Gonna make you a mommy yeah? Wanna go home filled up by me baby?” He asks and before you get to answer, struggling with your own moans and breathing to even respond, he cums, the most guttural moan you’ve ever heard from him comes out from his chest and he stills, letting himself go completely. Spurt after spurt it feels like you’re there taking it for minutes at a time, feeling him paint your walls white and impregnate you out of spite. “Good girl, taking all my cum. Go home and send me some nice videos of you fucking it back inside yeah?” He praises before giving a small kiss to your back and pulling out, fixing himself up and leaving you fucked out and dumb with cum dribbling down your thighs while he eats the sandwich you packed him on the way out. He was a busy CEO after all.
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rodolfoparras · 6 months
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Ok but imagine price's wife catches them in action and price saw her but he begged the younger recruit to still keep going🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
ANON THIS WAS THE BEST THING IVE HEARD TODAY
Price’s wife who’s always heard such good things about the young recruit that price is mentoring. Your name is a common topic at the dinner table. She’d been to many of your award ceremonies, had even invited you over to her and Price’s house a couple of times, Price had even gone as far as calling you the son he’s never had
Imagine the absolute horror when she finds the very same recruit fucking her husband in their shared bedroom
At first she doesn’t even know what’s happening, having just arrived from work and standing behind the door, listening in on the strange noise coming from inside the bedroom.
She peaks her head inside, only to see price pinned down to the bed, head pressed into the mattress and ass propped up in the air
She’s absolutely horrified and for a brief second she thinks he must’ve been forced into doing this
But price isn’t sobbing because he’s upset, isn’t shaking because he’s scared, matter of fact he looks like he’s enjoying it, even from where she’s standing she can see the way his eyes roll back in his head, mouth agape and drool dribbling onto the mattress where he lays as he willingly takes everything you give him
“I bet your little wife cant fuck you like this isn’t that right pretty?” You say, thrusting harsher, deeper, into him, while she watches her husband eagerly buck up onto the young recruit’s cock.
“Answer me pretty” you say punctuating every word with a thrust to his prostate and Price makes a sound she’d never heard her husband make before.
“No no only you! Only you can do it please please let me cum please sir I need it”
“What do you think? Should I let him?” You say, words no longer directed at price but instead to his wife as you meet her eyes.
Her heart drops to her stomach, bile rising in her throat but you don’t cease your thrust, instead you continue to bully your cock into her husbands hole
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kodaiki · 13 days
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can we get a bonus of y/n and sugurus convo after she visited him? please and ty:33
BONUS! y/n’s texts w suguru after their hangout
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