#but the weather has been so gorgeous and it's really nice to be outside and spending time with family!

[inkykeiji]

Clari! I haven’t updated you in 2 maybe 3 months?? I was so busy and stressed out, I am now feeling better though physically and mentally. But enough about that guess what...I GOT WORK GUY’S NUMBER!! I was such a flustered mess, was quite literally shaking while writing my number down for him but it felt like a dream come true!!🥺. Also i never even mentioned what i do for work. I work at a small shop near my university. Anyway this update is very short due to it being so late here (12:24 AM) I normally try to go to bed around a normal time so this is very late for me lol. I hope it all made sense, will definitely try and remember to tell you more. Anyway how have you been?! I have to get caught up with all your recent works💞💞

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CLOVER MY BB!!!! <33

first of all, massive apologies that i'm getting to this so late ugh >.< i've been meaning to sit down and properly respond (aka give ur ask the attention and thought it deserves!) and i just couldn't find the time!!

i'm glad to hear that you're feeling better sweet clover <3 life can be rough, especially when you're juggling multiple responsibilities, so it's wonderful to hear that you're doing better now luvie <3

THE SEXY DADDY GUY???????????? omg clover!!!!! what!!!! that's incredible!! oh bb i'm so happy to hear it!! <333 waaah you have to tell me all about it omg! how is it going??? what's he like!!! have you guys went on any dates yet?? omggg i am literally squealing for u!!!!

aw, cute!! also, we're in the same timezone!!! it did all make sense, thank you so much for sharing a lil piece of ur life with me!! i'm genuinely so flattered and excited whenever any of you wanna share something special with me, it's so sweet and it means so much to me <3 i've been okay!!! busy busy!! lots of landscaping and yard work to be done but we're just about finished now!! c: oooh hehe it's mostly bsd stuff!! <3

#i've never lived on a big property like this so #all of this landscaping stuff is so new to me #but the weather has been so gorgeous and it's really nice to be outside and spending time with family! #that's really all that's going on on my end i think!! #but WAAAAH i'm so happy for u wow!!!! #i hope everything is going swell sweet clover <3 #have a fantastic day and pls stay safe n hydrated!! #☘️.anon #clari gets mail

[moonstruckme]

PLEASE!!! im on my hands n knees begging. poly!mauraders with a hyper partner that give off golden retriever vibes I BEG

Happy to oblige my love!

poly!marauders x golden retriever!reader ♡ 1k words

Sirius is still in the process of waking up when you come inside, bags of groceries in your arms. 

“Morning!” You lean over the top of the couch to kiss his cheek as you go by, all but skipping into the kitchen. “Have you been outside? It’s gorgeous.” 

Sirius levels you with a deadpan look. “Do I look like I’ve been outside?” 

“You should,” you say, undeterred by his attitude. “Spring is in the air! The sun is out, the trees are starting to get their little flowers—I even bought us some tulips to put on the table.” 

“That’s nice,” he mumbles, sinking deeper into the cushions. He knows he really should help you unload the groceries, but it feels like his bones have been replaced by barbells. Luckily, he hears a set of footsteps coming down the hall. 

“Hey, sunshine.” James comes in fully dressed, pecking you on the lips before starting the coffee machine. “What’d you get?” 

“I got tulips,” you tell him excitedly. “Have you been outside? It’s a really lovely day.” 

James smiles, sliding one of the bags away from you as you start snipping the stems of your tulips so they’ll fit in a vase. “Yeah, I poked my head out for a sec. It is nice.” His glance slides over to where Sirius languishes on the couch, grin going somewhat cocky. “Morning, Sirius. You could help with the groceries, you know.” 

Sirius waves his hand. “Two of you are enough.” 

The coffee machine starts to gurgle, summoning Remus like a siren’s call. He trudges out of the bedroom, sleep clinging to his frame. Sirius opens his arms commiseratingly.

“It’s hardly ten,” Remus grunts as he collapses into them. “How have they already been productive?” 

“I know, they’re so perky.” Sirius pets down the cowlick at the back of his boyfriend’s head. “It’s freakish.” 

“You’re freakish,” you say brightly, bringing them each a cup of coffee. Sirius has no clue how you’ve managed to unload the groceries so fast, or where you found the time to doctor his coffee the way he likes it. You’re like a machine. You laugh giddily when he nips at your fingers as you pull away. “Remus, wait until you see the weather outside, it’s so perfect. I think we should have a picnic. What do you say?” 

“I say it’s too early for decisions,” he mumbles, sitting up off Sirius so he can drink his coffee. “But that sounds nice.” 

You beam as if you’ve gotten a full-stop go-ahead, breezing back towards the kitchen. “We can make brownies,” you say, bringing your vase of tulips to the table, “and sandwiches, and lemonade. And we can go to that park with the stream—what’s the one?” 

You look to James, who in turn looks to Remus. 

“Mayfield,” Remus says. 

“Right! We can go to Mayfield park, and hike over to that meadow-y area.” Sirius glances your way, and you’ve already started taking down the ingredients for brownies. “It’s so sunny and nice out, you guys won’t believe it. We can bring a frisbee or something.” 

“Hiking and frisbee?” Sirius murmurs to Remus. “I don’t like the sound of all this activity.” Remus snorts. 

“That sounds great, angel.” James apprehends you before you can start pouring things into the mixing bowl, putting a mug of decaf tea in your hand and steering you towards the living room. “I think these guys are going to take a bit to be ready for all that, but I’m sure it’ll be fun.” 

“Right.” You look a bit abashed, sitting down criss-cross-applesauce in the big armchair. “Yeah, we don’t have to go, like, right now. You guys just woke up.” 

“Thanks for noticing,” Sirius says wryly. But when you fidget in your seat and he can feel James’ glare boring into the side of his head, he throws in an eye roll of feigned reluctance. “Get over here.” 

You happily transfer into his lap, letting him brush your hair aside and squealing when he plants a wet, squelching kiss on your neck. Remus, sensing that Sirius’ attention has a new captive, leans back into James, who winds his arms around Remus’ middle gamely. 

“Now why would we go outside,” Sirius asks, nosing at the underside of your jaw as you giggle and squirm, “when we can just do this all day?” 

“You could just as easily do it outside,” James points out. Sirius whines petulantly against your skin, setting you giggling again. 

“He’s right,” you reason, transferring your tea to your other hand so you can wrestle Sirius away from your neck. “We could do this in the sun, with wildflowers and trees around.” 

He pouts. “But you know I burn easily,” he says, “and poor Remus’ hip can’t take the hike.” 

“You don’t know what I can take,” Remus huffs, and Sirius realizes he’s chosen the wrong avenue for his argument. “If my hip hurts, it’s only because your mum was so rough last night.” 

“I don’t particularly enjoy being compared to Sirius’ mum,” says James. Remus’ ears go a bit pink as he mumbles an apology. 

“I won’t let you burn,” you tell Sirius. “You can use sunblock, or we’ll find you a nice shady spot. And Remus, if your hip’s bothering you, we can always find another park. One without a hike.” 

Any vexation that might usually be summoned in Remus by mention of his aches and pains melts away in the face of your earnestness. “Thanks, dove, but I’m alright,” he says. “It’s fine today.” 

James rubs the skin just above Remus’ hip lovingly, and you send him a beaming smile. “It’s probably because it’s so nice out,” you say. 

“Yeah, Sirius,” James turns on him. “It’s so nice out. Do you really want to miss out on what could be the single most beautiful day of the year?” 

Sirius really could give a shit, but he sighs, rolling his eyes. “Fine, let’s picnic.” 

“Yay!” You won’t be contained any longer, hopping up from his lap. “I’m going to go get the frisbee.” 

“The frisbee’s in the attic,” Remus muses, then raises his voice so you can hear him. “Don’t go up in the attic by yourself.” 

“I can get it,” you call back. 

“Don’t,” he warns. “You need someone to hold the ladder, just—” The ladder groans as it comes down and Remus echoes it, starting to stand. But James pats him on the shoulder, encouraging Remus back down as he gets up. 

“Slow your roll, angel,” he calls ahead. “I’m coming.”

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[sim0nril3y]

His Shirt

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Civilian!Reader Scenario: When searching for some comfortable clothes you find an old shirt of Simon's and decide to throw it on and Simon has an unexpected reaction. Warnings: No mask Simon (It's my personal headcanon in his regular life he probably wouldn't wear it), established relationship, smut, oral (female receiving), fingering, dirty talk, praise, canon-typical swearing.

“Home, baby.” The sound of your voice called through your home. A night out with the girls had been more fun that you were expecting, a dinner and some drinks had been long overdue, plus there was so much going on in all your lives now it was just good to catchup with them. “Watching the football.” Simon called back from the living room.

Honestly, every cell in your body screamed to join, but there was a deep chill that was set into your bones from the cold weather outside. “Be right there.” Feet carrying you upstairs quickly you entered the bedroom, stripping out of your uncomfortable outfit down to your underwear and trying to find something more comfortable to throw on.

Nabbing a few clothing items, you threw them on the bed and went in search of a pair of socks, rummaging through your drawer to find the only ones there were an odd few that had devastating holes ripped through them. “Bollocks.” You muttered, rounding the bed and then searching through Simon’s drawer instead. Smiling as you nabbed a pair of socks that would engulf your feet, regardless you slipped them on.

About to shut the drawer you came to an abrupt stop when something red caught your eye, pulling it out a smile crawled across your lips. It was an old United shirt, probably decades old now and more than likely a gift because you just couldn’t imagine Simon buying this for himself. You held the material between your fingers and smiled to yourself, this could be interesting.

Venturing back downstairs, lingering behind him, sneaking into the kitchen as you quizzed casually. “What did you have for tea?” “Ordered a pizza.” Simon responded evenly; eyes still trained on the television laxly. “Some left in the fridge, if you want it.” Then adding, always looking out for your wellbeing. A moment of pause formed between you two as you lingered in the kitchen for a moment longer. “How was your night?” It was an off-handed comment, you knew that Simon didn’t really care for an answer because all he cared about was you made it home safely.

You built up enough nerve to enter the lounge, rounding the sofa to stand beside him with a thoughtful look on your face. “It was fine. It was nice seeing everyone…” Rattling off with gentle shrugs of your shoulders, forcefully ignoring the way that Simon gawked at you all dolled up in that shirt. “Fuck me…” It was low. It was almost like a prayer. For a moment you could have convinced yourself that those words hadn’t fallen from his lips, but they had and it made you pussy weep.

“What’re you wearing?” The sound of his voice as hoarse and low, boarding on a warning, it set your insides of fire and you attempted not to falter under his hard gaze. “Hmm? Oh this…” Your fingers tugged on the hem on the shirt. “I was just looking for some socks to borrow and I found this…” Then spinning on one foot and allowing him to observe the entire look. “Is it okay?”

The question hung between you before Simon muttered. “Fuckin’ hell…” Then scooting forward on the sofa and commanding. “Here…” Pointing between his legs. It was so difficult to fight the smile as you sauntered towards him, standing there between his spread legs. His dangerous eyes lingered across your body and moments later his hands were skimming up your bare legs, clasping at your outer thighs and letting out a low groan. “Fuckin’… gorgeous…”

Behind you the TV roared to life as Man United scored another goal, smiling down at his enamoured face you mentioned. “They just scored…” “Don’t care.” He grunted and in a sudden movement you were yanked down to be laying beneath his immense form on the plush cushions of the sofa. “Simon!” A squeak fell from your lips as your head spun wildly.

“Shh.” Simon grumbled. “Let me take care of you…” His lips skimmed against your own, but ultimately avoided your lips as you tried to capture him into a searing kiss. Instead, he began to meticulously kiss down your frame, the feel of his hot mouth over the soft fabric of the shirt. Those war-worn hands tugging down your knickers and chortling lowly at the wet stain that was pooled into the gusset. “Dirty fuckin’ girl.”

A moment later your legs were thrown over his shoulders, exposing your wet cunt to his wonting eyes. “Fuck…” He whispered, leaning forward to pepper small kisses against your mound, nibbling at your lips to cause you to arch and squirm in his tight hold, his lips were everywhere but where you needed them to be. “Stay still.” He muttered, again another warning and this wasn’t one that you were willing to test.

The way that Simon’s tongue worked was like magic, his eyes focused up on your face as your own rolled back in pleasure at the feel. His tongue languidly seeping up and down your slit, teasing your hole for a moment before raising up to flick slowly at your clit. “Oh, god.” You whispered, trying to follow his orders but unable to fight the express. Simon smirked at the way your thighs quivering around his head, wanting to trap him there forever.

When his mouth sealed around your clit a noise of pure pleasure spilled from your throat, arching up off the sofa and gripping your fingers into his short hair, tugging at the tresses as your toes curled in delight. “Ohmygod. Ohmygod.” You were panting now, taut nipples pressing against the fabric of the shirt. Simon couldn’t take his eyes from your writhing frame, sucking from intensely, grunting and groaning into your cunt, praising you in his head as his mouth was occupied.

A thigh was released from his grip as two of his thick fingers sunk into your wet heat, causing you to cry out again along with the crowd of the television. “Si-mon…” Hoarse and wonting, you couldn’t control the sounds that were tumbling from your throat now, completely feral with pleasure as his fingers hammered into her weeping walls, finding that special spot and overwhelming it with his fingers. “Ohfuck. So… so close… Ohgod… Oh… Simon~” A cry of pleasure tumbled from your lips.

As if some kind of cosmic joke the television roared to life again as another goal was scored whilst your entire frame spasmed and convulsed as his lips remained taut around your cunt, suckling hard on your clit to throw you into your orgasm. Popping away with a slick ‘pop’ moments later Simon smirked and pressed small kisses to your swollen cunt, slipping his fingers from where they were buried. “Good girl.” He whispered against your skin. “My good girl.” He mentioned, pressing a sweet kiss to your engorged clit and fighting back a grin as you jolted.

Simon spent time soothing you, pressing little quaint kisses to your thighs and rubbing your stomach soothingly and after a while you seemed to regain enough composure to speak. “T-think I’m… I’m going to need to wear your shirts more often…” A chuckle came from the man between your legs and he bite into your thigh playfully and responded. “I wouldn’t disagree with that, love.”

Masterlist | Ask | 14-11-2023

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[faevi]

hello!!! I saw that you wrote lifeguard Levi before, requesting lifeguard Gojo, smut 🙏 🙏 🙏

Jellyfish Sting // Gojo.

Scenario: Ouch! Stung by a jellyfish. Good thing Lifeguard Gojo Satoru is here to save the day… Oh, and make you feel reeeaaaallll good.

Word Count: 16,681.

Content / Trigger Warnings: female reader (she/her), lifeguard!gojo, cunnilingus, blowjob, handjob, fingering, sexual intercourse, unprotected, creampie, exhibitionism, public, outdoors, beach sex, dirty talk, pet-names (mostly princess), a jellyfish sting(?), jokes of piss, big dick gojo, stomach bulge, phone call whilst sex happens, people walking by, spanking, massaging, praise, dom!gojo / taking orders, breathplay (via dick and blocking airways), weird position (idk if it has a name but on gojo’s shoulders as he holds you up as he . . .), rough, breast worshipping, finger sucking / consuming cum. all completely consensual.

I think that's it! Please (kindly) let me know if I missed something.

Note: A request is done, woo !! Again like I usually say - not my best. AHAHA. I try !! I didn’t proof-read or edit so forgive if there’s any mistakes, just ignooooore. Lifeguard Gojo is… drools. Very yum. I think that’s about it? ; - ; Thank you for waiting. If you’re reading this and enjoyed it, please let me know !! <333 I’m a slut for kind words. Like usual, I’ll try to do better with my writing. Also hopefully this one doesn’t get fl*gged like my other one :))))))))).

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS, PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT!!!

The sun is blazing hot even amongst the few clouds in the sky. If it wasn’t for the sunscreen, you were sure you’d be burnt to a crisp. Truth be told, you didn’t even want to be outside today but, your friends whined about wanting to go to the beach and what kind of friend would you be to deny them that? Still, the weather could be a lot worse than it is and it’s the perfect season for cute bikinis to wear.

You quickly glance down at yourself, admiring the shade of red of your bikini and the flimsy strings tied into cute bows before sighing out softly, feeling content to just sit beneath the large umbrella that you rented with your small group of friends. They’re near the shoreline, playfully splashing each other and there’s a pang of guilt within you for not joining them so quickly. “Come on, Y/N. You won’t die.” You mumble to yourself, shifting yourself from your laying position until you’re up on your feet, carefully bending down so your head doesn’t hit the umbrella. It’s just a bit of sun. Besides, there’s a nice breeze and lifeguards here to save you— If you really do end up in danger. You look over to the tall chair, squinting a little to inspect the lifeguard that’s on duty in this area.

Your eyes travel a bit south of his body and you feel like all of the air was just knocked out of you and leaving you winded. Okay, so maybe his figure is gorgeous. Well-defined muscles. Really, well defined. That must be an eight-pack and how is that realistically possible? Even his legs look nice and long. Soft white hair that makes your fingers twitch with the urge to touch. His skin is clearly well taken care of when he’s out in the sun most days. Wait a minute— Was he looking at you? Even with distance, you can clearly see his head is turned in your direction, sunglasses not truly covering his eyes that you swear are looking your way. No… He’s probably just checking the general area.

He’s smirking at you. You’ve been caught.

You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, thankful to see that his co-worker is suddenly grabbing his attention and so before you’re truly distracted, you stomp through the sand towards your friends. Whatever. You just wanted to double-check check someone was on duty. That’s all it is. “Y/N, finally!” One of your friends whines playfully, latching around your neck to cling to you. “We were wondering when you’d join us. Sitting all alone is boring, y’know.” Your friend continues and you laugh softly, gently patting her back. “I was playing the main character in hopes that the hot lifeguard would look my way.” You say, giggling along with your friends as you glance towards the lifeguard once more.

He’s off the seat now and you couldn’t ignore the obvious sight of tight red shorts low on his hips, the v-line tempting you to want to see further. You feel like some nasty side of you is starting to awaken. You didn’t even pay attention to his hot co-worker; long black hair tied up and your friend clinging onto you gushing about his smile. He’s cute, you couldn’t deny that but, the white-haired lifeguard… There’s something about him.

“Quickly, one of us needs to start drowning.” Your other friend says and you playfully smack her shoulder. “Let’s all just actually swim.” You say, dragging your friends into the warm salty water. It didn’t take long for you to fool around with your friends, briefly oblivious to a certain lingering gaze on your figure. Even with hatred towards the heat, you find yourself grateful for visiting the beach. It’s comforting; to be able to spend time playing around with your friends before the days get busy again.

You grin as you splash one of your friends in retaliation to her own and the pair of you try to dodge each other’s attacks before there’s a sly smile on her face and she floats closer. “Mister lifeguard really does love looking at you~.” She teases and your mouth opens to respond, only for a sharp cry to escape your lips. There’s a painful stinging sensation across your leg and out of instinct, you begin to kick your leg as you flail away from the general area. “What? What is it!” One of the friends says, frantically taking a hold of you.

Usually, you have a high tolerance for pain, but nothing could stop the tears from appearing and threatening to spill as your lower leg area throbs. “J-Jellyfish!” You gasp out your warning, grabbing a hold of your friend who was clinging onto you and begin to swim back to the shoreline before you stumble onto the sand. A mere jellyfish managed to brush its nasty tentacles up against your leg. You plop your ass down against the sand, bringing your leg closer to try and inspect the unpleasant sting, biting back your soft whimpers of pain. “It’s just a sting, don’t worry.” You try to reassure your group of friends who are surrounding you and showing obvious signs of panic. You could feel the area throb, witnessing as it swells up and the parts where the tentacles actually touch flare up. You scrunch your face up, fingers digging into the sand as you try to not show how much it hurts. You didn’t want your friends to panic further. It’s a rather small incident compared to what could happen out in the ocean.

“What’s going on, girlies?”

You turn your head in the direction of the deep voice, eyes instantly making contact with a crystal blue pair, the sunglasses low on the bridge of the lifeguard’s nose. It’s the white-haired one. You feel like you could potentially faint from a mixture of pain and having his gorgeous existence right in front of your very eyes. You quickly glance to notice his co-worker is next to him, they’re both appearing rather concerned. Your friends back off to give space as they both kneel next to you, feeling your cheeks heating up quickly. “It’s nothing, honestly! I just got stung by a jellyfish.” You explain hastily, hands coming up to wave in dismissal, not wanting to distract the hot lifeguards from their actual job.

You feel something graze gently against your cheek and you finally snap your focus to the touch. The white-haired lifeguard’s finger wipes away a tear that managed to escape, offering a comforting smile before looking towards the large sting area and letting out a low whistle. “It got you pretty good.” He begins, leaning to the side to allow his co-worker to inspect the inflamed part of your leg. You’re too focused on the white-haired male with the sunglasses. His lips soon twist to form a playful smirk.

“Want me to piss on it?”

You felt like your mind completely malfunctioned and went into overdrive from hearing such a filthy question. Instantly, his co-worker smacks him across the back of his head and the playful lifeguard whines dramatically, hands coming up to the back of his head. “Don’t ever offer that stupid idea again, Satoru. You know that’s a myth. You’re going to traumatise the poor girl.” His co-worker sighs and all you could really focus on is the fact that you now know his name. Satoru.

Satoru rolls his eyes, lips forming what must be his signature pout as his hands come down to tenderly guide your leg closer to him. “I doubt she’d be traumatised from a bit of urine, Suguru. I was just joking.” He grumbles, noticing the way your friends appeared disgusted by the idea and yet, you’re simply flustered and avoiding eyes. Cute, is all Satoru can think. “Ladies, your friend—“ He pauses, looking your way.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N will be completely fine. I’ll take her up to the lifeguard tower and you guys can keep having fun. Suguru will keep watch.” Satoru expresses and you look towards your friends, all looking concerned. Even over a jellyfish sting. “I’m okay! Keep having fun, I’ll be good in no time.” You say hastily, maybe a bit too eager to be alone with the white-haired male. Hopefully, it’s not too obvious. Your friends continue to give looks of worry and even guilt about leaving you alone, but you simply give them a smile of reassurance as you press your hands against the warm sand, intending to move so you’re standing.

Instead, you feel a rush of air around you and something strong yet comforting wrapping around your body; one around the back of your knees and the other around your shoulders. You didn’t expect your mind to shortcircuit for the second time so soon as you managed to process that the pair of ‘something’ was Satoru’s toned arms lifting you with ease until he was carrying you bridal style. You let out an awkward laugh, ignoring how hot your face feels as you glance up at his smirking face. “It’s just a jellyfish sting, I’m sure I can walk.” You say quite timidly, ignoring the lingering gazes from both your friends and Satoru’s co-worker.

The white-haired male simply looks down at your face, pearly whites exposed as he grins a little, voice low and smug. “Princesses get carried, no? Come on.” He says, turning his broad back to the group as he begins to walk away. Trying to appear casual by rubbing your face as if something itches; you’re actually trying to hide your own giddiness from hearing his words, even noticing how careful he was with carrying you to not touch the area of your leg on where the jellyfish stung you. Satoru continues to walk through crowds of people on the beach, further up towards the tower, completely unphased by the burning sun against his pale skin. He briefly wonders to himself if he could manage to convince someone as cute as you to reapply sunscreen on spots he can’t reach.

Satoru should feel terrible for already thinking such selfish things but, in his defence? He could tell the attraction was mutual the second he caught you looking at him. It’s a miracle he was even looking away at that moment because the moment he saw you and your friends set up on the beach, he refused to move post with Suguru or other co-workers; insisting he stays on guard for that section of the beach. Just so he could continue to selfishly watch you for his own pleasure. He clears his throat to snap out of his deep thoughts. “So, I have a feeling that you’re not actually a fan of the beach, Y/N.”

You puff your cheeks out, head briefly resting against his shoulder as he continues to carry you. The muscles in his arms didn’t even twitch to show exhaustion. He was perfectly fine with holding you for a long time. “What gives you that idea? Have you been watching me?” You tease lightly, internally wondering where on Earth the confidence suddenly comes from. “Yeah, you’ve caught my eye.” The lifeguard replies, finally at the steps of the tower, looking down at you. You quickly look down, feeling even more exposed than before. Especially in your skimpy bikini. You couldn’t deny the happiness that seemed to ignite in your heart from hearing the lifeguard’s words. You’ve caught his eye. Out of everyone on that beach, it’s you. You sigh softly.

“I don’t hate the beach, I actually quite like it. I just feel like I’m going to dramatically burn to death or something from how hot the sun is. That aside, maybe I’ve found something to make me enjoy the beach more than before. Even the sun can’t stop it… or the sting.” You hastily add as you still feel your lower leg throbbing. Being with the hot lifeguard can only do so much. You watch as his lips curl and eyebrows twist to form a frown. “Right. Hold on.” He says, tightening his large hands against your body as he carries you up the steps of the tower before reaching the top. The door is already open as he steps inside sideways and your eyes notice another pair of gorgeous lifeguards sitting in front of the large windows that look down upon the beach. One with his blonde hair slicked back and keeping his body covered with the lifeguard jacket and longer shorts. You notice he’s wearing glasses. The other is another male; with long hair tied up into two messy buns and a bold tattooed line across the bridge of his nose and cheeks. They both tilt their heads towards you.

Satoru presses you against him as he holds you, refusing to let you stand. He really is giving you the princess treatment for just a jellyfish sting. “Utahime left for the day already, Nanami?” Satoru asks, stepping in the direction of the back of the tower. The blonde male simply nods, eyes focused on you for the moment. You offer a timid smile, looking down towards your fidgeting hands. “What happened with her?” The other lifeguard asks, glancing towards you before returning their gaze towards the windows, and picking up a pair of binoculars. “Jellyfish sting, nothing too bad but I’d rather treat it than let her sit out in the sun and wait for the pain to go. Quicker this way, Choso. Anyways, don’t mind us.” Satoru insists, waiting for the pair to be distracted with their job before he truly moves to the back, behind a set of curtains.

“You really didn’t have to bring me all the way over here. I could have waited it out.” You say softly, not wanting to disturb the peace of the lifeguard tower as the white-haired male carefully sets you down on the mattress of the medical bed, allowing your legs to dangle off the side. Satoru whips the curtain further shut to give you both privacy, looking down at you as he reveals a slight crooked grin. “Can you just let me pretend to do my job so I can have you to myself?” He teases and automatically, your thighs begin to clench together as you feel a stir of excitement within you. “That and I’d rather actually ease the pain of the sting. It’d be quicker here than out there. Didn’t you want to get out of the sun?” He reminds, plopping his ass down onto the stool as he rolls over to the counter.

Maybe it’s because of his own flirtatious ways that you find a side of you awakening. That must be it for your words. “Well, I definitely wanted to get out of the sun with you, mister lifeguard.” You say so sweetly, your eyes lingering on the tiny red shorts that just tighten further around his toned legs. Satoru feels a boost to his own ego at your shy words, setting a bucket under the tap before adjusting for hot water, looking your way. “A princess with a sweet tongue. What a weakness of mine. Let’s focus on the sting for a moment.” He says, soon lifting the bucket out of the sink, and grabbing a spray bottle full of vinegar before setting them down. “Various remedies, different strokes for different folks. They all work, usually. It’s a relief we don’t live in an area with dangerous types. Otherwise, I’d be running to the hospital with you in my arms. What would you prefer to try to soothe the pain?” He asks, hands rubbing along his toned thighs.

Truth be told, you could barely focus on his words of wisdom. You’re far too distracted by his pretty hands against his thighs. “The hot water..” You manage to respond and Satoru simply smiles, noticing how distracted you appear to be. “Or you could just look at my pretty face as a distraction until the pain is gone. That might take longer.” He teases and you couldn’t help but whine, playfully kicking in his direction. “Stooooop, you’re making me flustered.” You whisper, not wanting the other lifeguards to hear as your walls quickly come down in Satoru’s presence. It already feels like you’ve known him for so long. He chuckles, bringing the bucket of hot water closer as he sets it between you and himself before gesturing for you to scoot to the edge of the bed. The white-haired male bends down, tenderly taking hold of your ankle before guiding your foot into the hot water. It’s big enough so the water completely covers up the throbbing sting area and you hiss gently from the heat.

Your fingers grip the edge of the thin mattress, breathing in deeply. It’s slow but, the sting is starting to subside already, causing your body to relax with relief. Satoru’s large hand rests against your bare thigh, giving a gentle squeeze and nails scraping along your soft skin. “You think this method is good enough for you?” His voice is soft, as if he wants his co-workers not to disturb him, his thumb rubbing in a circular motion against your flesh. You feel like your gut is twisting from the lifeguard’s touch, gaze fixated on his bare abdomen on display for only your eyes to see. “Yeah..” You breathe out softly, making sure to keep your foot in the bucket of hot water and your eyes already becoming droopy. His touch feels so good... You wonder what else his hands could do.

You snap out of your thoughts when he pulls away, standing up from the stool and before he can move away, two of your fingers suddenly hook beneath the elastic of his lifeguard shorts, preventing him from moving. “Oh? Attached to me already, are you? Don’t worry, princess. I’m just going over there.” He teases as he jabs his thumb in the direction of the counter. Flustered, you quickly let go and look away. He bites back an amused smile, setting the spray bottle filled with vinegar back on the counter before he begins to look through the drawers. Your eyes automatically look his way to watch his movements, wondering what he’s looking for. “You’re not going back out, are you? It— It just hurts a lot, I’m afraid something might happen to me if no one’s around.” You ramble, cringing at your own obvious lies.

Satoru snorts gently, picking up a tube of cream and smacks it lightly against his hand as he makes his way back to the stool, ever so casually. “Now after hearing that, I can’t dare leave the princess all alone, even though there are lifeguards on the other side of the curtain, can I?” He sits back down, rolling close enough to stretch out his arms until both of his hands are on either side of you, trapping you within. You couldn’t even look him in the eye; finding that his piercing blue orbs are impossible to not drown in. “I wasn’t planning to leave, it’s near the end of my shift. I’ll stay with you.” Satoru reassures, playfully tapping the tube of cream against your thigh, his gaze obvious and hot against your figure. “How’s the leg?” He asks.

You slide your leg out of the bucket of water and look down. It’s not stinging as much and you can see the bumpy lines of where the tentacles touched you. “It doesn’t hurt as much.” You say and Satoru reaches over to grab a towel, placing it across his lap and pats it. You couldn’t help but smile before lifting your leg until you rested it against him. Carefully, he pats your leg dry before grabbing the tube of cream. “This will help further. May I?” He asks, already squirting the cream onto the tips of his long fingers, confident to hear you give permission. Although fixated on the length of his fingers, you manage to nod your head and he smears it gently across the inflamed area. He’s careful as he massages it in with his fingers and you continue to watch, feeling a little breathless. Even the numbing pain that is starting to subside couldn’t distract you from focusing on the gorgeous lifeguard.

Satoru tilts his head down to prevent you from seeing his amused smirk as his ears manage to pick up the softest whine that escapes you from his touch. He’s a little selfish in the fact that his other hand joins in to tenderly massage your leg. If anyone asks why he’s taking so long; it really is for your benefit. He does care that you got stung, after all. It’s not pleasant. “Are you going home after this? If not, it might be best to bandage it just to keep it covered for now.” Satoru says, wiping his hands dry against the sides of his red shorts. You pause when you hear the question. All of your belongings are still back with your friends and they probably expect you to return before going home at least but… something else was on your mind.

You bite down on your lip, courage flowing through your veins as your foot on his lap presses down against his toned thigh, daringly close to a particularly sensitive area for a man. You watch as a white eyebrow arches and he peeks at you beneath his circular shades. “When exactly does your shift end?” You ask quietly, glancing towards the closed curtain. Satoru sighs out softly, closing his eyes for a moment as he focuses on the pressure of your foot. You’re not going straight home, it seems. He tugs his phone out to inspect the time, leaning over to hastily snatch up the roll of bandages before tucking his phone away. “In about ten. Why? Do you want me all to yourself?” He teases, thumb pressing the bandage against your leg to hold it in place as he begins to wind it around, eyes never leaving your face.

“Surely there are some secluded areas on the beach that you work on. That must be pretty and fun to be alone with a girl..” You say, unable to stop the sheepish giggle from escaping your lips. Since when could you be so bold? He ties a firm knot before nudging your foot off of his lap to roll his stool closer. He’s tall enough even when he’s sitting and you are on a higher surface, that he’s face to face with you. The lifeguard is so close that you can feel his warm breath fan against your lips. Fuck. You clench your thighs together as best as you can without being so obvious. You should have worn black if you knew there would be a ridiculously hot lifeguard on the scene because you just know there’s a damp patch forming on the bright red fabric of your bikini.

“I can think of a few areas, perhaps. Promise me that you’ll be all mine as I show you around? I mean, if someone disturbs us… I won’t be stopping.” He warns, voice deep and smooth. The words send shivers up your spine and you lean in to playfully bump your nose against his. “Wouldn’t want you to stop, Satoru. I mean, it’s the least I can do for the lifeguard who saved me from a jellyfish sting.” You tease sweetly, fingers ghosting along his toned bicep. He curses beneath his breath, bending down until his forehead meets your bare shoulder. He’s impatient. If it was up to him, the white-haired male would already be bending you over the edge of the medical bed and fucking you in front of his co-workers. Still, it will be exciting to have some fun on a beach where anyone could walk by.

“Such an honour to treat the princess. Now, to waste time—“ He pauses, pulling away as he stands up and walks out from behind the curtain. You automatically pout at him leaving you, gripping the edge of the bed as you wait. Satoru snatches the large bottle of sunscreen from the front of Nanami and Choso, offering a wide grin. Nanami holds his hand up to stop Satoru from speaking. “I don’t want to know.” Nanami says before crossing his arms and continuing to watch. The white-haired male rolls his eyes, grumbling to himself before he returns to you from behind the curtain and sighs. “Do me a favour? I can’t reach anywhere.” Satoru says, placing the sunscreen next to you and you couldn’t help but grin a little. He’s too cute in a way.

You jump to your feet with eagerness, ignoring the dull ache that lingers beneath the bandage and squirt a generous amount of the white liquid into the palm of your hand, oblivious to Satoru’s intense gaze. He’s staring at you, eyes clouded with a mixture of endearment and hot desire. Satoru isn’t feeling attached. Not like that. At least, not yet. Surely any guy would find it difficult to not be endeared by your cute actions, especially when you seem so eager to please him with such a simple task. You grimace a little as it threatens to drip over the side of your hand and approach the tall male, offering him a sickly sweet smile. “Come here, please.” You say and you both meet each other in the middle of the small medic area, chest to chest.

With cheeks feeling hot, you step back slightly before slapping your hand against his firm chest and he grunts a little, lips parting to tease you about not being sexy enough; only to choke on his own saliva. His piercing blue eyes are intense with the gaze, staring down at both of your hands that are now against his toned chest and starting to smear the sunscreen, nice and slow. Your hands seem so much smaller compared to his and just that alone enough is driving his mind wild from the size difference; filthy images of you being practically bent in half before him. Flexible or not, Satoru knows he’d manhandle you into the position he craves.

You could feel his chest rising and falling beneath your hands, biting down on your lip as you began to allow your hands to explore further south, fingers tracing along the beautifully defined muscle lines of his abdomen. You could feel how rock solid and hot he feels from living beneath the sun as a career, hands eager to rub in the sunscreen. You wouldn’t want him to get burned by the sun after all. What kind of princess would let their ‘hero’ suffer like that? No. It’s your job to please him in every way possible, just like you want to. Your fingertips trace along the v-line that travels further down and to an area you shouldn’t reach. Except, you dip your fingers just beneath the elastic and look up into his blue eyes.

“I just have a feeling your upper thighs might get exposed to the sunlight later. Best to be careful. Right?” You hum, tilting your head slightly as you spread the last of the sunscreen along his upper thighs, daring to glide close to the middle but, not far enough. Satoru merely grunts in response, eyes now looking upwards and you could practically see him beg himself to stay in control and not snap. It’s so hard to do that. Another hard thing happens to be his cock. He can feel himself hardening as you tease him further, length straining against the already tight boardshorts. You look down, lips parting in awe to see the outline of how thick and long he is. Is that even humanly possible? You’ve been with guys before but, they were never built like this.

In silent admiration over his giant length straining, your nails graze along the top of his thighs before you slip your hands out. You inspect the upper body area to see the light glisten of sunscreen before you pump some more into your hands and carefully, lower yourself onto your knees. The curtain isn’t long enough that it reaches the floor. If Satoru’s lifeguards look back for even a second, they’d be able to see the glimpse of you kneeling on the ground, looking like you’re doing something so sinful behind the curtains. Satoru notices it instantly and that alone is enough to cause him to sigh heavily and drag his fingers through his white hair. “Y/N, cheeky little girl..” He breathes out as you begin to rub the sunscreen into his legs. You look up to see his crystal blue eyes admiring the sight of you kneeling before him and you merely smile in response.

“I want to cover every inch of you so you’re safe from the sun, that’s all. Although… I won’t smother your cock in sunscreen. I’ll protect that part of you with my, hm.. mouth? Pussy? The sun won’t get you there.” You say soft enough for only Satoru to hear and his hand now travels to cover his mouth in almost disbelief from your filthy words. He’d even say he was close to feeling flustered for the first time in his life; never expecting the timid girl who insisted she’d be okay to suddenly have skyrocketing confidence that only riles him up further. He looks at the time of his watch and curses. You really are taking your sweet time to caress every part of his body and teasing him with scratches from your nails and gentle squeezes. He needs to get you out of here.

“Sweetheart, with all due respect— Please hurry up so I can fucking get you out of here.” Satoru says, fingers gliding through your hair to grip on, pulling nice and slow so you could feel the tugging pain on each strand. Fuck. The aching pain floods you with excitement and desperation to obey his words and so you hastily get to your feet, leaning up on your toes to ghost your lips across his. A near kiss. “Sorry, I just love to worship.” You say, giggling as he leans forward to try and complete the kiss. He rolls his eyes, though the corners of his lips twitch and he turns around. With haste, you squirt the last amount of sunscreen to lather across his broad back, admiring his wide shoulders and the movements of his muscles as you rub in the white liquid down along the length of his body before pulling away. “All done! How did I do?” You ask, grinning.

He turns around, almost melting at the sight of you and takes hold of your smaller hand with his much bigger one. “Perfect— My good girl. Please tell me you’re still good to go protection-wise.” He says, eager to leave. You couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t long ago when you applied sunscreen and so with your free hand, you give him the thumbs up. The lifeguard sighs with relief before he begins to pull you out from behind the curtain, reaching for his backpack with his spare hand to swing over his shoulder. “Alright, I’m off to fuck— I mean off the clock and going home.” Satoru jokes and you feel yourself flush with heat. Even knowing this man for just over an hour and you’re not really surprised by his crude behaviour with his co-workers. Still, it leaves you flustered. Satoru merely grins at his co-workers who roll their eyes before he pulls you out of the open doorway, nudging his sandals close to your feet. Your heart flutters and you slide your feet into them, noticing how big they are on your feet.

“I can’t believe you just said that.” You whine softly and Satoru guides you down the steps carefully, not wanting you to trip over. He simply chuckles, shoulders shrugging. “Not ashamed and I’m a proud man when I get what I want.” Satoru says, feet meeting the sand. You playfully bump your head against his shoulder, fingers lacing with his. “What about your feet? Aren’t they hot?” You ask with a small pout and instantly, Satoru’s heart clenches at the sight. “Used to it and would prefer your feet protected— Come on, my dick is dying.” He says, gently tugging you along. You would have scolded him for his bluntness if it wasn’t holding some truth for yourself. You, yourself, felt like you were dying from not already being stuffed full of his throbbing length as he pounds into oblivion, claiming you on the beach that you’re sharing with hundreds of others.

Satoru is eagerly pulling you along the beach, glancing every so often to make sure you’re not struggling; whether with his large shoes or the jellyfish sting but, it seems you were just as eager for the crowd to start thinning out as you walk horizontally along with the ocean. Both of your hearts are pounding with excitement, too deep in focus to hold a conversation. That can happen later. You’re still facing a bit of disbelief. How can a ridiculously attractive man, who basically pours out godly energy; want you? After just an hour or so. It’s dangerous realistically speaking and yet, you’re desperate to have him. To please the lifeguard with your own two hands and mouth. Even more.

Satoru continues to drag you along, shades covering his eyes as he glances across the beach. You’ve both been walking for so long now that it’s not part of the popular tourist spot on the beach. People rarely come down this way because he and other lifeguards express that the waters can become dangerous and it’s preferred to situate yourselves within the flags. It’s been about five minutes since he saw the last person lounging on the sand and frankly, he’s had enough. Why walk a further ten minutes just to be extra careful? No one’s around. Even if someone did appear, it’s not going to stop him from touching you. Truth be told, Satoru loves the thrill of being caught and showing off what belongs to him. Even if only temporary.

He finally comes to a stop and you’re panting softly; a mixture of excitement and tiredness from walking beneath the hot sun that is only just now beginning to set. Slowly. White strands of hair fall over his eyes as he looks down at you, unable to stop himself from cooing at the cute sight of you clinging onto his hand, looking like a lost little lamb for the taking. “Sweet girl, I think this is far enough. Here—“ He pauses, tightening his hold on you as he moves up towards the tall cliffs that provide shade. You feel like your cheeks doubled in heat from his words, following him until he suddenly twirls you around and you stumble towards the face of the cliff.

His large hand presses against your lower back, preventing you from making a rough impact on the rock surface. It’s rather smoothed out, not too painful to lean your back against and you look up at him. His free hand presses against the cliff beside your face, easily towering above you. He pushes the sunglasses up until they sit comfortably on top of his head, strands of hair pushed back to expose his forehead. Already, loose strands begin to fall back down, but he doesn’t care. All he cares about is you. He drops his backpack to the side. “The ocean years ago used to reach up to the cliff, slowly washed away the roughness. Perfect to pin you up against, don’t you think?” Satoru says, deep voice sounding almost like magic with the gentle waves in the background.

Your heart is hammering, feeling the slightly jagged rocks against your bare back, but he’s right. It’s the only perfect surface in such an outdoor space. Frankly, you don’t care. You don’t even care anymore about being out in the open. You were nervous before, but all you see is Satoru. Your fingers ghost up along his bare arms before you snake your arms around his neck, leaning up onto the tip of your toes. He bends down so his lips are over yours. “Hurry up and fuck me.” You whisper, soon feeling his soft tiers crashing against yours. Satoru with patience completely out the window; kisses you with fierce passion. He feels fucking starved when it comes to you. The lifeguard noticed you and your friends the moment you set up beneath the umbrella and he struggled to do his job when he was just watching you so intently. Finding every little thing about you to be sweet and cute. Irresistible, even. First time meeting, who the fuck cares. He’s going to have you.

You feel breathless already as he devours you with such ease. Satoru’s lips move slowly against yours, tilting his head to deepen the kiss and you whimper softly, one hand coming to rest against his bare chest. His skin felt so hot despite being in the shade and you could feel his heart racing. It’s somewhat comforting to know that his heart races with excitement like yours. You gasp softly as his tongue glides smoothly across your bottom lip. “Open wide, princess.” He mumbles into the kiss and as you oblige so quickly, his tongue slides into your wet cavern, eager to explore every inch of it, pressing your body against the cliff face as his own much bigger form pins you against it. Needy whines are muffled by his lips as his tongue teasingly rubs against yours. Satoru slides his large hand down the length of your back before boldly cupping your ass cheek to give a harsh squeeze.

“Ah, ‘toru..” You pant out softly, feeling both of his hands now groping your bare ass cheeks, fingertips pressing so deeply into your flesh that you feel a sweet ache. The flimsy fabric of your bikini bottom rides between your cheeks as he fondles roughly, saliva smearing across your cheek as his lips leave yours to kiss along your jaw, panting softly. “Could see your ass a mile away before, found it so fucking cute. Knew I wanted you then.” He groans softly against your ear, coaxing the butterflies in your stomach to flutter wildly and prompt you to dig your nails gently into his skin. You can feel his tongue dancing across your warm flesh, teeth nibbling before he bites down harshly on the side of your neck, sucking firmly.

You whimper from the dull throb that spreads from the spot and Satoru presses a kiss to the abused area before he pulls back to gaze down at you, eyes swirling with deep lust. “Satoru, please... You’re making me feel so—“ You bite down on your lip and look to the side, somewhat flustered. He merely smirks, cupping the side of your neck and leans to the other side to give his sweet attention. “What is it, pretty girl? Needy? Fucking wet for me? Shall I see for myself?” He says, one hand toying with the tied-up bow. One tug and it’d slip down. His teasing almost frustrates you, already wishing to feel more as his lips scatter kisses across your neck and down to the valley of your breasts. The bikini top did a pathetic job of covering your boobs.

“You’re such a tease.” You exhale softly, glancing at your surroundings. No one is around, still. He grins playfully at your words, one hand lifting from your behind for only a moment before he smacks your cheek firmly, causing you to yelp and press up against him. You feel the sweet sting spread across your ass cheek that jiggles from impact and he swats again before the tingle. Again and again, Satoru spanks your ass, alternating cheeks until he grips the throbbing flesh and drags his nails harshly along the burning skin. You’re whimpering against his chest, hopelessly holding onto him as he lands each spank with such precision, breasts pressing against him. “Fucking delicious.” He sighs out heavily, feeling the heat from the harsh spanks radiate off of your skin.

You’re biting down on your lip harshly as if that could stop the lewd sounds that slip from your lips as his palms soothingly massage the painful sting. With tears already in your eyes, you discovered how much you love pain to be inflicted on you by his hands alone. It sent waves down to your very core. “Sadist..” You mumble playfully as your hand snakes down his abdomen until your fingers once more dip beneath the elastic of his shorts. “Maybe I am, I don’t see you having a problem with it.” He whispers against your ear, hands pausing against your behind. “Baby~. We’re all alone. Stop being so sneaky. Just say you want to see how big I am.” He says smugly and you would have rolled your eyes if his words didn’t hold the truth.

You look down between you both as Satoru’s long fingers hook beneath his boardshorts, tugging them down to the middle of his thighs and your jaw drops at the sight of his hardened cock springing out from the tight confinements of his shorts, throbbing deliciously before your very eyes. He’s big. Beyond big. Long in length and the girth is so thick, you wonder if it’d even fit comfortably inside. Your gaze fixates on the protruding veins that line up along his length, saliva threatening to dribble out at the glorious sight of his dick. No wonder he’s so cocky. “You’re so hot—“ You blurt out before cupping the back of his neck to pull him down for another feverish kiss, your other hand coming down towards his exposed length. He’s all smug as he responds to the kiss, heart swelling with pride and lips curled to form a smile against your lips. He’s a sucker for praise. Satoru couldn’t deny that.

He grunts in response as your fingers wrap around the base of his cock, the tips barely able to touch together. It feels so warm and heavy against your palm and you couldn’t help but think it’s somewhat comforting in a way, as you begin to stroke nice and slowly. Satoru moves to hunch over but your hand presses against his shoulder for the moment, bending low enough so you could dribble out saliva until it drips down onto your stroking hand and Satoru’s hand comes up to tug on his own hair, knocking his sunglasses off his head. He didn’t care. All he could focus on was the snug tightness of your hand as it smears the saliva across each inch of his cock. “So thick..” You whisper and he can barely catch your words as the waves crash against the shore behind him, feeling completely wrapped up in the pleasure that pulses through him as you continue to pump your fist, not daring to relent in the steady pace you set.

You couldn’t help but bite back a giddy smile at the sight of the lifeguard already completely blissed out, using your thumb to drag along the leaking tip, trailing the pre-cum along the side of his length. Your wrist flicks gently with each movement, fingertips gliding across his balls teasingly each time your hand reaches the base. He’s panting heavily against your ear, his large hands soothingly rubbing along your signs, occasionally toying with the strings of your bikini. “You’re already feeling so good just from my hand, Satoru… Just imagine what it’d be like with my needy cunt. Mouth, too.” You give the base of his throbbing cock a squeeze as your lips brush against his, making them glisten with saliva before you start to lower yourself onto your knees before the tall lifeguard, long lashes fluttering as you gaze up at him.

His eyes appear even more alive, almost manic as he grins at the sight of you on your knees. You feel them sink into the sand as you lean to happily press your face against the underside of his cock. “Fucking hell..” Satoru mumbles in awe at the heavenly sight of his twitching cock resting against your face. “Bigger than my face, I bet you’re not surprised.” You mumble, lips rubbing gently against his length before you press your tongue flat against it and travel upwards, dragging it along the protruding vein before you reach his leaking tip. His eyes glaze over with the pleasure that washes over him, barely able to focus as your tongue playfully laps at the head of his length, gathering the pre-cum to happily swallow before your wet muscle swirls around the bulbous tip. He tastes so fucking good already, weighing heavy against your tongue alone.

You feel his long fingers gently grip your hair as you continue to just tease, licking along the sides so eagerly as if his cock was your own personal ice cream, pressing sloppy kisses as your hand squeezes the base. “Y/N.” He warns with his grip tightening on your hair, prompting you to whimper. Quickly, you obey his silent order. You wouldn’t dare defy the white-haired lifeguard. No matter how greedy he becomes, you’d give all of yourself to him. Your glistening lips wrap around the bulbous tip, gently suckling on it. It’s hard to smile at the sound of his pleased sigh, watching as he tilts his head back. You didn’t dare look away, sliding your mouth up and down the first few inches of his thick cock, already finding your jaw aching slightly from how wide you had to keep your mouth open.

Satoru is already blissed out. To think that he thought today would be any other day of typical lifeguard duties. Truth be told, he thought he’d have to deal with lost children or carrying citizens on his board to the safety of the shore. He definitely did not expect to watch you for most of his shift and have his mind pump full of filthy fantasies. What’s even more surprising is the mutual attraction and how neither of you cared to do the typical waiting until touching each other. You both yearned for one another since eye contact. Good for him, he thinks. Satoru thinks he deserves a pretty girl on her knees, sucking his big cock. What he couldn’t wait for is to have his own mouth between your legs, desperate to taste you. Satoru is— Well. A lover of eating out, let’s just say.

“Fuuuuck, princess—“ He grunts out as you continue to bob your mouth at a steady pace, the obnoxious slurping up the saliva that threatens to spill not being covered by the waves of the ocean. The day was starting to calm down weather-wise, ready to embrace the evening. You whine, prompting gentle vibrations along his cock and a string of curses to leave his swollen lips, gaze darkening as he looks down at you. You manage to take another inch or two as you slide your lips further down, stretching around the girth. The tip brushed against the back of your throat and you automatically gag, muffled by his throbbing length. “Good girl, look at you. Taking my cock so fucking well.” Satoru pants and with a brief warning by pulling on your hair, he presses firmly against the back of your head. “Take it.” He orders, voice low and breathless.

Your eyes widen as you feel the pressure against the back of your head and you’re unable to reject it from how strong he’s pushing. Not that you even wanted to. You’re an absolute whore when it comes to pleasing the lifeguard. Already, wrapped around his little finger and ready to do as he says. You feel his length slide along your inner cheeks, keeping your jaw as relaxed as you can as he pushes in until the tip of his length pushes past the point of gagging and your throat completely sheaths his cock, leaving the sight of your throat bulging for no one to see but Satoru.

You’re desperately swallowing around his thick cock, drool seeping out from the corners of your lips as you look up at him. You have to breathe heavily through your nose just to have access to oxygen. Satoru closes his eyes for a moment, enjoying the pretty sounds of you choking on his cock as the insides of your mouth and throat keep his length feeling snug and warm; his length is surrounded with pleasure that surges up through him. He glances down at you and smirks. You look rather pathetic in an adorable way, squirming against the sand, eyes wide and pretty tears threatening to spill from the rough deep-throating.

Feeling playful, Satoru uses his free hand to pinch your nose, blocking the only access you had for breathing. Your face scrunches up a little, whimpering moans muffled by his length still stuffed down your throat. “You look so cute, princess. Struggling to get air. Shall I give you CPR?” He jokes, tightening his pinch and your head begins to throb from the lack of oxygen you so eagerly need. He’s not a complete asshole, nor entirely selfish and so, he lets go of your nose and begins to guide your mouth along his cock. You inhale deeply through your nose when you have the chance, feeling so light-headed as oxygen rushes back. “Just a bit longer.” He grunts out as his closed fist on your hair moves so your mouth slides up and down his length, faster than your pace before.

Helplessly, your hands grip his toned thighs, just above the signature red shorts as your lips stay stretched around his length, heart racing with joy to be used like this by the lifeguard. The white-haired male makes sure you take every inch until you’re at the base of his cock, the nose often momentarily pressing against his lower stomach. “Just like that, fuck— So good..” He pants, his throbbing cock enjoying the wet pleasure of your mouth, tongue rubbing along the underside. His stomach begins to feel hot and tight, the urge to climax growing and so, refusing to let himself cum before you do; he slides your mouth off completely until there’s an audible pop, followed by a sharp gasp as you breathe in the generous amount of air that was briefly stolen from you.

You break the string of saliva that connected your lips to his cock as you pant heavily, unable to stop your lips from forming a wide grin at the sight of him, giddy that you got to please him so well with just your mouth. “You like it rough, huh?” You manage to rasp out and Satoru lets out a sheepish chuckle, his hand coming down to pet you on the head, hand stroking along your hair. “Honestly, Y/N. I think I’m going to enjoy any kind of way when it’s you. Rough or gentle. Now, c’mere.” He says, taking hold of your hand to tug you up with ease.

You stumble forward, feet sinking in the soft sand and the white-haired lifeguard gently takes hold of your arms to stabilise you, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. Completely different to how he treated you when your lips were wrapped around his length. Maybe he’s eager to show you that he does have both sides and it makes your heart feel like it’s swimming in shimmering gold. He’s perfect, you couldn’t help but think. You smile against his lips and he’s holding you so tight against him that you feel his cock cushioning between your bodies and your breasts pressing against his chest. He reluctantly pulls away, gaze clouded as he looks down at you. “My turn. I’ve been waiting for this. Especially when I first saw you in your cute bikini..” He trails off, hands snaking up to tease the fabric that barely covers your chest. “So cute..” He murmurs before tugging until the triangle fabric is pulled away and your breasts spill out, free from the flimsy confinement.

“Oh shit.” He blurts out in awe at the sight of your breasts as his large hands come up to cup the squishy flesh and give a gentle squeeze. You feel flustered and look away as a soft whimper escapes from feeling his touch, your face feeling hot. “I love your boobs, so damn pretty..” He murmurs, looking like he’s in some sort of wonderland just from being able to massage your breasts, nice and slow. His thumbs tease your hardened buds, grinning at the sound of your needy whines. You tilt your head up to look at the face of the cliff, briefly wondering how a man’s touch to your breasts could already leave you feeling a sweet daze. Satoru pinches the hardened buds, giving a teasing tug before he leans forward to kiss along your neck, staying bent over you as he does so. His body is close enough for his twitching cock to still stay pressed against you and your wrap your arms around his form to cling onto him for the moment.

“I only met you like two hours ago and I’m already this addicted to you..” You confess through a whisper and if only you knew how the words just boost his ego up high, smiling smugly against your neck. “Mm, maybe we’re just a perfect match. I can feed your addiction and you can feed mine.” Satoru says, tongue trailing down the valley of your breasts. You smile at his words and look off to see— Oh god. A couple is walking along the beach. “S-Satoru! People are approaching.” You squeak out, almost horrified if it wasn’t for the excitement of being caught flooding through you. What would Satoru do? Would he not be ashamed and keep touching you?

“Don’t care.” He mutters, hands pressing your breasts together as he presses sloppy kisses to the soft mounds before he pulls away with an annoyed sigh. “Come here, baby.” The lifeguard says as he glances down at his exposed cock that continues to throb before towards the couple that doesn’t appear like dots in the distance anymore. “Usually I’d shamelessly give them a show but you’re all mine for the evening.” He huffs childishly before his arms suddenly wrap around your head to pull you in. His bigger form presses you up against the cliff face, one hand on the back of your head to act as a cushion. Your eyes widen at the sudden action, almost going cross-eyed as you stare at his muscular chest. Satoru tugs his board shorts up to cover his ass as he keeps you in a tight embrace.

The couple slowly walk along the beach, enjoying the cool breeze and warm sun. They notice the pair of you hiding in the shade of the cliff, looking curiously. Satoru exaggerates a kiss to the top of your head and his hand soothingly rubbing along your back. “Baby, there there. No need to cry. I swear I didn’t take the girl’s number. Not a single one offered to me. You’re the only one I want to date. The only one I want to cherish.” He says, loud enough for the curious couple to hear and they look at you two with smiles, pleased to see another couple being all lovey-dovey. “He must be a lifeguard— Oh how sweet, such a green flag for comforting his girlfriend.” The girl says and the boyfriend merely nods, dragging her along the sand.

You know he’s just pretending and yet, you do find your heart melting a little at the idea of being comforted by Satoru during difficult times. You actually wonder what he’d be like as a genuine partner. You briefly nuzzle your face against his warm chest and fake out loud sobs to fit the act of an upset girlfriend, tightening your arms around him. Satoru continues to watch before he finally loosens his hold. “Good girl, played your part well. For that, I must reward you.” He says lightheartedly and you giggle softly at his words, heart racing from the thrill of nearly being caught. How exhilarating. His lips twist into a smirk, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, whispering. “My turn.”

Your back rests lightly against the cliff as you watch out of curiosity as Satoru drops down to his knees and digs into the sand and at the height of your stomach, he presses kisses, scattering them across your soft skin. “Fucking perfect.” He mumbles, hands ghosting up your legs to toy with the strings of your bikini. At this point, he doesn’t care if the couple decides to walk back. The act is over and he’s ready to devour. No one was going to interrupt what he was really looking forward to. “Spread your legs.” He orders and you timidly shuffle your legs out so they spread slightly, biting down on your lower lip. Satoru lets out a low whistle at the sight of the large damp patch across the red fabric, extending out a finger to gently glide across the bikini, between your folds and you clasp a hand over your mouth to muffle your whimper, already sensitive by his touch.

“To think that I have such power over you, princess. So sensitive, already.” He teases, continuing to rub his finger lightly between your folds, pressing the fabric up between them. Your legs tremble a little when the fabric makes contact with your clit, whining. “Stop teasing, you know how needy I am..” You plead quietly and Satoru’s heart squeezes tight from how cute you are. Fuck. How is he ever going to deny you and frustrate you further? “Alright, since it’s our first time.” He sighs dramatically, fingers swiftly untying the bows that were sitting on your hips.

Your pussy is completely exposed, on display for anyone on the beach, but thankfully it’s just Satoru. He hastily tucks the small bit of fabric into one of his pockets, eyes refusing to leave sight of your cunt that’s already starting to drip and smear your inner thighs with your own slick. One hand tries to shyly cover yourself up, flustered by his gaze. Satoru arches an eyebrow as he looks up at you with his piercing blue eyes. “And what do you think you’re doing?” His long fingers wrap around your wrist and force your hand out of the way, tongue slowly dragging along his lips. He’s eager to finally have a taste, except there’s an issue.

He’s too tall. Satoru could bend down further, maybe even lay down and just force you to sit on his face— that does sound like a hot idea, but another idea comes to mind that prompts a small grin to appear across his handsome visage. “Alright, princess. Time to trust me.” He says simply, guiding your hand to rest on top of his head. You innocently tilt your head and look down at the lifeguard with confusion, cunt still exposed and ready for more. You could feel your hole clench with the desire to be filled to the brim. Still, you know better already and that’s to not rush Satoru. Your fingers slide through his silky white hair, heart racing with anticipation as his strong hand now caresses down your legs, squeezing your flesh. “What are you doing…” You ask shyly, watching as he moves your leg over his bare shoulder.

“Use your other hand against the cliff.” He simply replies and despite being puzzled, you raise your free hand above until it presses against the cliff, gripping onto one of the soft jagged rocks. Oh— Oh! Your eyes widen with a mixture of horror and amazement as Satoru swiftly lifts your other leg to rest over his shoulder and he begins to move up, slow and careful as you feel yourself rise to a height you’ve never been at until you find yourself pressed against the cliff, legs over the lifeguard’s shoulders and his strength is forceful enough to keep you positioned comfortably above him.

Satoru now has you in a spot that he deems perfect; face directly in front of your sopping-wet womanhood. You’re in a higher position now, completely stunned by his idea to hold you on his shoulders. His arms wrap around the area of your thighs that aren’t over his shoulders to help keep you stable against the cliff face, nails digging into the flesh. He glances up at you and chuckles at how flustered you look. “Relax, I’m strong. You have two heavenly sights to look at now. The ocean and me.” Satoru says, breath fanning against your pussy and you bring your hand that was pressing against the cliff to his head, both now gripping onto his hair. You trust the lifeguard enough to know that he wouldn’t drop you, nor press you too roughly against the face of the cliff. The perfect balance.

His crystal blue eyes stay fixated, almost going cross-eyed from how close your cunt is to his face and he swears he could start to feel the threat of saliva wanting to dribble out. Your womanhood is even more irresistible up close. Instead, he shifts his hand closer to your womanhood, arm still wrapped snug around your thigh and slides his fingers along your folds before parting them, glancing up at you as your legs quiver against his broad shoulders. “So sensitive.” He mocks lightly, gathering the saliva that gathered in his mouth before he spits directly against your clit, grinning at the sight of his own glob of saliva dribbling down between your slick-covered folds. You tighten your grip on his hair and whimper his name softly. You’ve never met a man so eager to eat you out. Hell, a man who just seems to want to take his time. Even out in the open, with absolutely anyone to walk by and the wind bringing the scent of the ocean towards you both. This lifeguard is definitely something and whatever that ‘something’ is; you want it all to yourself.

Satoru watches with interest as the glob of saliva continues to dribble downwards before he decides to dive his face forward and drag his tongue flat and slow across your pussy, flicking the tip against your throbbing clit. He merely laughs at the sound of your surprised squeal before he repeats the action, still in his sweet teasing move and so naturally, he refuses to pick up the pace. The lifeguard happily laps up your sweet juice with a soft groan, nuzzling his face forward until his nose rubs lightly against the bundle of nerves and you could feel pleasure surging up through you, leaving you feeling hot and your nails drag along his scalp as your lips fall open in near disbelief of how good everything feels.

He manages to peek up at you, lips twisting to form an amused smirk and frankly, there’s a huge boost in his ego just from your reactions alone. The light burn of your nails scratching his scalp causes him to moan your name as his tongue covered in your slick, travels up to swirl around your clit teasingly, pressing the wet muscle against it, feeling it throb. You taste fucking perfect to him. So sweet and clearly easily aroused from how much slick your pussy seems to produce, but it didn’t stop him.

Satoru is relentless when it comes to eating you out. His face stays pressed firmly between your quivering thighs, the tip of his tongue flicking and swirling around your clit before he leans in to press sloppy kisses to the sensitive area. You feel hot in the face just from the obnoxious slurping sounds but his firm hold on your thighs prevents you from closing them. You sit there, body trembling and muscles tensing as you take it all in. “Ah— ‘Toru, feels so—“ Your own words were cut off by a whine as his fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs and he presses in, pressing a kiss to your clit before his tongue slides along your folds. He continues to balance you on his shoulders, using one arm to hoist you up a little so his tongue can make contact with your entrance, chuckling at the sound of your breathless moans spilling out of your lips.

“You taste so good. Best I’ve ever tasted, princess. How am I to not have you whenever I want? Doesn’t seem fair to me.” Satoru says, tongue clicking in feigning disappointment before he prods along your tight entrance. This time, he allows your thighs to clench to the sides of his face as you whimper. “Have me whenever you want.” You slur out, body feeling so tingly and hot as his tongue prods gently against your entrance. It’s hot to witness you fall apart just from his mouth and leaves his heart pumping with excitement at the thought of you falling apart when he finally gives you what you both desperately crave; his cock. Still, Satoru is a fan of riling you up and taking his sweet time. Even with his cock aching in pain from still being hard with no pleasant contact of your mouth like before.

The lower half of his face is dripping with your mess, unwrapping one of his arms slow and cautious from around your thigh and tightening his hold on the other. You whine in question and he only gently shushes you, hand creeping up in front of his body before the long fingers meet your pussy properly this time. If it wasn’t Satoru that you already find that you deeply trust; you just know you’d throw a fit if some other tried to lift you up and keep you in this rather dangerous position. With a glimmer of concern, all you had to do was look at his ridiculously hot muscles to know that he was not going to drop you any time soon. His fingers keep your slick-covered folds spread wide, briefly flashing you a grin with your juices dripping from his face before he moves in to caress your hole.

You strangle on a moan as you feel the wet muscle push past your entrance, slowly licking on just the inside of your tight heat, tongue rubbing against your warm velvety walls that clench around it. With this angle, Satoru’s nose nudges against your clit as he moves his head forward to lick nice and slow within you. It’s impossible to not squirm with how sensitive you are; bare back rubbing cautiously against the face of the cliff and feeling his hold on you tightening in warning to not move so much. “It’s hard... You make me feel so hot and tingly.” You whine your complaint and Satoru merely snorts against your cunt as his tongue teasingly pumps in and out and despite having a very long tongue, he could only reach so far.

Your clouded gaze briefly scans the sand of the beach to see not a single person in sight as the white-haired lifeguard continues his teasing in an unforgiving manner. No rest to your needy pussy that continues to drip mess on his eager face. “So fucking sweet..” He sighs out happily, tongue once more dragging up between your folds to meet your clit. You unintentionally tighten your thighs around the sides of his face as you now realise his fingers crept up to caress along your quivering hole, panting softly. “Please..” You mumble, already craving so much more than his pretty fingers inside of you. It’s as if he could read your mind because he merely shakes his head, the tips of his hair tickling your inner thighs.

“Princess, I don’t care if we’re in public or how needy you get. I’m still going to take my time.” He says, words muffled against your cunt and despite feeling so floaty already from the pleasure that washes over you as if you’re in the ocean; you still have enough focus to roll your eyes and have your swollen lips form a small pout. “Bit selfish, don’t you think?” You huff out your retaliation and are swiftly met with a firm slap to your thigh, prompting a surprised yelp as the stinging sensation spreads across your skin. Your hand comes up to pitifully try to hide the sound as you look down at the lifeguard between your legs. “Yeah, and? Doesn’t look like you have a problem with my selfishness. Especially when I..” He trails off, deciding on a little bit of no mercy as he presses the tips of his two digits against your tight entrance before with little force, he slides them right in.

Completely and easily with how aroused you really are. Your pussy has been practically drenched since the first kiss and so his long fingers are lovingly greeted with the velvety warmth of your walls squeezing tight around the new invasion. They reached further than just the tip of his tongue. You could feel how long they are as he begins to slowly set a pace of his fingers thrusting in and out of your tightness, pressing sweet kisses to your clit that continues to pulsate from the contact. Whimpering moans easily spill from your parted lips, head tilting back against the cliff face as you succumb to the absolute bliss you feel rush through you.

Satoru’s head tilts up as well to admire the pretty sight of your chest rising and falling from your needy pants and your face scrunching up as he angles his fingers with each thrust until you gasp sharply and weakly grip his hair. “Bingo.” He jokes lightly, tongue continuing to swirl and flick against the sensitive bud as he slowly grinds his fingers deep inside and against the sweet spot. The wet sounds of your pussy only encourage him to pick up the pace of his fingering. Your inner walls squeeze tightly around his long digits, eyebrows furrowing in almost disbelief as you feel his fingers slowly stretch you out as they continue rubbing against the sweet spot.

Fuck, it all just feels so good. Every time you feel that hot flush of pleasure racing through you, you can’t stop your toes from curling and crying out for the lifeguard. The white-haired male thinks it’s a miracle that he’s able to even last this long before stuffing your tight cunt full of his thick cock. Especially after a brief taste of pleasure when your pretty lips were wrapped around him but, maybe it’s because he’s discovered just how fun it really is to tease you. To have your legs over his shoulders and trust his strength to hold you up against the cliff, the sun slowly setting behind him as his mouth devours you completely, fingers causing sweet squelching sounds as he pumps them inside of your tightness. It’s all too good in his eyes. Even before using his cock, Satoru knows he’s going to struggle if he doesn’t get his daily fix of you now. Hopefully, you’ll agree to see more of him. Besides, pleasure aside? He thinks you’re pretty cute.

“Satoru— Best lifeguard in existence, ah… Please? Wan’ more.” You plead breathlessly as you feel his third finger tease around the rim of your stretched entrance. Fingering feels good. It leaves you all warm and tingly but, you want more. Need it. You need his— You’re snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the lifeguard laugh at your form of begging, pushing the two of his fingers against your tight walls slowly until you whine in response and finally, Satoru decides to give you what you want. “Alright, Miss Needy.” He says and you feel him start to cautiously guide your legs to slide off of his shoulders and your hands frantically come up to grip onto jagged rocks but before there was even a threat of a fall, Satoru’s strong arms wrap around your body and he lowers you to the ground, feet sinking into the warm sand and getting in between your toes.

You lean up with the intention to give him a sweet kiss but Satoru merely smirks before his hands firmly grasp your shoulders. “Now now, princess. Kissing can come later. You’re desperate for my cock, no?” He teases lightly, pressing against your shoulders as he forcefully moves you until you find yourself stumbling. With a playful pout but an eagerness to obey, you shuffle your feet in the sand until you’re turned around, curiosity growing on just how exactly he wants you positioned. This is all up to him, after all. The one who chose such a risky spot in public. Against a cliff. You still truly couldn’t wrap your head around it but, it’s exciting. So thrilling that your heart races.

You let a soft squeak when his large hand grips the back of your neck and he suddenly pushes you down. Without even needing to tell you, your hands come up frantically to make contact with the cliff, hands pressing against the aged rocks. “Good girl, you caught on.” Satoru praises, voice low and breathless. You’re bending over, legs trembling with anticipation and all you can focus on is his overwhelming presence behind you. You don’t even need to glance his way to know he’s towering above you.

Satoru’s pearly white clench together to prevent sounds from escaping as he admires the gorgeous sight before himself and, no. It wasn’t the ocean that was behind him. Nor the sight of families having fun on the beach that he stands guard over. Not the park up in the distance or dolphins appearing amongst the waves. He’s almost numb to those sights from having to come to work daily as a lifeguard but, this? This is a sight he could never become numb to. The sight of you bent over before him, body trembling and feet shifting in the sand as you keep your pretty ass on display for him. Fuck, he could practically see your pussy dripping from where he stands and your juices smeared across your inner thighs. Just like how his lower face is still covered in the sweetness that he refuses to wipe away.

You whine softly, almost becoming frustrated from the lack of both touch and cock inside of you. Satoru merely grins at your whining, large hands caressing gently along your bare sides, toying with the strings of your top bikini. “Such a needy little thing you are..” He says, hands coming down to firmly grip your waist as he steps forward, pressing his bare cock against your ass. You could feel it throb against your ass cheek, pre-cum slowly dripping onto you before he grinds slowly to smear the few droplets across your flesh. The lifeguard grips the base of his cock before playfully slapping it against your ass and eagerly you wiggle your ass back against his throbbing length.

“Fucking hell.” He laughs, endeared by your eagerness before he finally positions his length between your dripping folds. “You do realise I don’t have a condom, right? We can stop if you want me to.” The white-haired male expresses despite the light pleasure he feels from his length dragging along between your folds, feeling your sweet slick coating his length. You feel your hole already clench around nothing as if your body is begging to be filled up. “Wan’ you in me. Now.” You huff impatiently, feet shuffling out in the sand to spread your legs further.

“Going to have to teach you manners later.” Satoru says, though pleased by your ‘subtle’ desperation and so with his hand still wrapped around the base of his cock, he moves to position himself until the bulbous tip of his cock rests against your entrance. Not bothering to wait to confirm with you again, the lifeguard finally presses the tip of his length against your hole and with little force, the rim of your hole finally stretches around the head of his length and your pussy greets Satoru’s slowly sinking cock happily.

The sounds of your strained mewls lace with his deep groans as you feel his thickness slowly stretch out your inner walls and despite the amount of slickness your cunt excitedly produced, you still feel the lingering pain of being stretched out by something so big. Bigger than anything you’ve ever experienced before. Satoru feels breathless as your velvety walls clench around him, wrapping so snugly and tight around his throbbing cock as if eager to keep him inside of you, still slowly sinking in. Satoru tries to take his time pushing in to allow you to adjust but it’s as if your walls are eagerly gripping onto him, pulling him further and further.

Satoru completely bottoms out, throbbing erection completely sheathed as he pants softly, trying to contain himself as the pleasure pulses through him from feeling your inner walls squeeze around his length entirely. Your eyes are wide, barely able to focus on the details of the cliff and only on how wide he stretched your cunt out with ease. You could feel your own mess slowly dripping out despite practically being stuffed full and plugged up. The stretch hurts, stinging at first as you both try to just adjust to the new sensation. You bite back a soft whimper, head hanging forward and eyes closing tightly. Satoru soothingly rubs along your side, hoping to coax you into relaxing.

“Come on, baby. This is nothing compared to a jellyfish sting.” He says, pleased to get the reaction he wanted, which was you laughing at the silliness of his words. The lifeguard smiles behind you, red shorts down to his knees and your bikini bottoms hanging out of the pocket. Thankfully, with his touch, you find your body relaxing before him and the painful stretch dulls down until there’s not even a hint of it anymore. Truth be told, it was a pain you found yourself liking because of what it meant. The handsome lifeguard is inside of you. “Nn, move..” You mumble quietly and it’s a good thing that Satoru is so fixated on you because not even the wind along the beach could hide your words from him.

Satoru, not wanting to actually harm you; starts off slow. He slowly pulls back, his length sliding along your warm velvety walls until he pushes back in. He doesn’t go the entire way, just the first few inches but it’s enough to leave your toes curling in the sand and his name spilling from your lips in the form of a lewd moan. “How are you so tight—“ Satoru choked out, voice strained as you squeezed around his slowly thrusting length. He doesn’t dare pick up the pace, the pair of you melting into the pleasurable sensation of his cock sliding in and out of you and fuck, you swear you could feel even the details of his cock against your inner walls, thick and protruding veins.

You deliberately squeeze around him and instantly, Satoru knows what you’re silently pleading for. Crystal blue eyes widening with manic and lips forming a small grin, the lifeguard begins to pick up the pace of his thrusts, deepening them further. Your swollen lips stay parted as needy whines and moans of the lifeguard’s name escape, feeling each deep thrust that sends a surge of ecstasy through your entire body, nails grazing against the rocks. You could hear him pant softly, his cock sliding all the way out before he slams back in relentlessly, refusing to give you time to relax before he slams his thickness back inside of you.

“Fucking hell—“ He grunts out as you squeeze around him, his hand ghosting along your back before he swats your ass cheek firmly. A squeal escapes from feeling the sudden sting of pain, pushing back eagerly onto his throbbing cock. It feels beyond good to feel the way he stretches your walls out and fills you to the very brim. Truly stuffed full of his cock every time he pushes in deep. His hand reaches out to grip your hair, keeping your head tilted back. His other hand lands smack after smack against your ass, feeling your inner velvety walls squeeze around his thick cock with each impact and you whimper from the stinging pain that laces with the sweet pleasure of his thrusting cock.

Both of you nearly go still from hearing a sudden chime fill the surrounding air. Satoru’s phone is ringing. “Fuck—“ He says, hastily stuffing his hand into the pocket of his red board shorts to grab the vibrating object and check the contact, all the while his hips never stop moving. He refuses to let some call get in the way of both his pleasure and your own. Besides, it’s cute to see the way you clasp your hand over your mouth to try and muffle your sounds. He answers the call and presses it to his ear.

“Yeah, Suguru?”

His hips slam forward until his cock is entirely sheathed again and there’s the lewd sound of your juices squelching around his thickness. He’s breathless as he listens to the other voice. “Ah— Y/N from before left her bag with her friends and they’re wondering where she is?” He repeats, unable to stop himself from smirking down at your bent-over body. Your eyes widen at his words, your face feeling flushed. Fuck, you did forget your bag and that includes your phone. You whimper, his fingers tightening the grip on your hair. “She’s here with me… Do they want to talk to her? Alright, that’s fine with me.” He says, voice sounding so sickly sweet as he dangles the phone in front of you. “Go on.” He says, slowly sliding his length out of your tight cunt.

You reach with a trembling hand, heart racing with a mixture of anxiety and excitement at the thought of having to be on the phone when the lifeguard’s delicious cock pistons in and out of you; hard and fast. “H-Hello?” You manage to breathe out, desperately holding back the delighted squeal that wanted to escape as he grinds deep inside of you, prompting electrifying pleasure to course through your very being.

“Y/N? Where are you? You never came back with that lifeguard after you got stung. Are you okay?” You have to hold the phone slightly away from your ear to prevent your friends from hearing your heavy pants, feeling Satoru’s hand snake around to teasingly rub against your sensitive clit. Fuck, the sadist is having too much fun with this. “I’m— I’m okay!” You squeak in response, thighs closing in on the male’s intrusive hand. Your body is flushed with heat, swimming in the pleasure that his sliding length blesses you with. “I’ll get my bag later—“

“Tell them to give it to Suguru and he’ll leave it at the tower.”

You could barely process the words but you can definitely sense the fact that Satoru is enjoying this a bit too much. You muffle a whimper against your shoulder, eyes rolling and phone threatening to fall from your hand. “If you could ah.. nn— Leave it with Suguru? He— He’ll!! Satoru is asking Suguru to take it to the tower, I’ll get it later.” You manage to spill out between your heavy pants, voice high-pitched as you pathetically try to hide the evidence of your cunt being fucked hard. His fingers teasingly pinch your clit, watching as you tremble beneath him and he chuckles lowly, smoothing his hand just up slightly to apply pressure against your lower stomach. He could feel the way your stomach bulges slightly every time he pushes in deep and you bite back a sob, unable to contain how good it really feels to have him rapidly sliding his length in and out of your hot core.

There’s suspicious silence over the phone, quiet murmuring before your friend on the replies. “Okay, um— Hope you’re having fun, we’ll leave it with Suguru!” She says and you could hear the rushed movement of the phone being handed around and you barely managed to hold it up for Satoru to take, your head hanging forward as you whimper. He takes it with ease, despite his own body feeling like hot jelly as your heavenly walls keep a snug tight fit around his thickness. He holds the phone between his shoulder and ear, hands firmly gripping onto your waist as he slams into your cunt, causing you to cry out loudly, body pushing forward until your own cheek rests against the back of your hand that’s pathetically trying to hold you up by gripping one of the jagged rocks of the cliff.

“Mm? Oh, is it that obvious?” Satoru laughs in response to whatever Suguru is saying on the phone. At this point, you’re too much in your own world to give a damn about anything else. “Couldn’t resist such a pretty girl, you know that. Can I focus on what I’m doing now? Yeah. Uhuh. We’ll pick it up later. Thanks, Suguru.” He pauses. You feel him pausing for a moment, only his leaking tip nudged inside of you. “You’re the best, ah— I might tell you all about it later, I know you’re eager. What’s that? Bye!” Satoru practically sings his own cockiness into the phone before hanging up on his own best friend, tucking the object back into his pocket.

“Sorry about that, princess. Now, where were we?” He grunts out, trimmed nails digging into the flesh of your waist. You didn’t even need to see to know his lips were twisting to form his sinister smirk, leaning back far enough to inspect his own cock. It’s glistening with your juice, slowly dripping and fuck, it only arouses him further. You whine, wishing he’d return to fucking you properly, especially so you could forget the realisation that both his co-worker and your friends know what’s currently happening. You sucked at hiding how you were feeling, but in your defence; he was slamming into you hard enough that skin slapping against skin would have been heard through the small device.

“Fuuuuuuck me…” You plead, wiggling your hips back and managing to sink back onto an inch or two before Satoru shivers at the sweet feeling of you squeezing back around him. “You’re such a slut for my cock.” Satoru teases, feeling rather smug as tightens his grip on your waist to return to the steady pace of his thrusts, eager to pound into your tight hole. His crystal blue eyes roll at the sensation, white strands of hair falling over his eyes as his head falls forward, struggling to keep himself together. You just feel so fucking good around him.

You both are resisting the urge to reach climax, desperate to drag this out. Even as the sun begins to finally set and the sky darkens. Neither of you cared for anything but being with each other in the moment. That and how he roughly pounds into you. Not even a hint of a pause as his cock drills in and out, the lewd sounds of your juices squelching with each time his length enters you, balls slapping up against you. It’s a relief no one is taking walks like the previous couple before you are screaming for the heavens above and the white-haired lifeguard is eating it up. Even the stinging pain of his skin harshly meeting yours.

“Ah, ‘toru! Nn— Feels so—“ You cry out in ecstasy, stomach already starting to feel hot and tight with the urge of an orgasm growing more and more. You’re so blissfully fucked out that your mind couldn’t even form thoughts. Your body could only focus on the constant high, walls clenching around his length as he dragged himself out, only to push back into the brim. “Feels so good, huh?” Satoru pants out, his length throbbing harder than before. “Fuck, Y/N— in or out?” He manages to grunt out, hips stuttering as his own sensitivity begins to creep up on him. You didn’t need to be a genius to figure out what he meant and with a loud whimper, you tilt your head back to meet his hot gaze. deliberately squeezing around his thrusting length to send the message.

You want every drop of his cum inside of you. You didn’t care if it was rather greedy on the first time or if it made you selfish. You want him to breed you, like that’s exactly what you were made for. Besides, it’d just feel so nice to be able to feel full. The message was loud and clear despite no words actually leaving your lips and Satoru is thrilled to have permission; perhaps he was desperately hoping you’d agree because once his cock was stuffed deep inside of you, Satoru just knew that he wanted it this way and naturally, luck is always on Satoru’s side. He gets what he secretly wants.

His nails drag hot across your flesh before he snakes his arms around your trembling body, pressing his front down against your back and he embraces you rather lovingly from behind. Satoru grinds slow and deep, refusing to even pull an inch of his throbbing cock out. He wants to stay inside your tight warmth that squeezes around him. One hand travels down to slide two fingers between your folds, deciding to double the pleasure you feel by caressing your clit with the pads of his fingers, slowly rubbing in a circular motion. “Oh— Oh fuck..” You gasp sharply as his length rubs against your sweet spot and feel your sensitive clit throb beneath his touch. You couldn’t hold back any longer. Even if you want to hold out a little longer, your body refuses.

Hard waves of ecstasy crash over your body, thighs squeezing before shaking violently through the sudden, intense orgasm. You cum hard around his thrusting cock and it’s like your mind is just wiped clean of everything as your lips stay parted to let out the string of cries laced with lewd mewls of the lifeguard’s name, fingertips scraping against the rocks of the cliff face. You’re truly oblivious to how your own body reacts as you drown happily in the constant waves of pleasure that crash over your trembling body. Sweat causes strands of hair to stick to the sides of your temples, eyes rolling back and feeling the hot, sweet tingles spread across you, starting from your dripping cunt. Your hot walls clench repeatedly around his thickness as if so hungry for something. Desperate to milk out everything he’s holding back.

Satoru’s own mind short-circuits from the sudden orgasm that takes hold of you and it’s like your tight pussy is clinging, refusing for him to pull out. Even as his hands attempt to soothe you, Satoru’s hips slam forward for the final time and his own body is flushed with the searing heat of an orgasm. It’s like every fibre of his being loosens up as the bulbous tip of his cock buried deep inside of you, shoots out every sticky rope of cum, painting your inner walls white. His forehead rests against your shoulder, hot breath fanning against your skin as he pants your name out. It feels like heaven, to him. To have you wrapped around him as he pumps you full of his cum. He could feel his tense muscles finally relaxing and his length pulsating inside of you. He sighs out softly, pleasantly buzzed from experiencing the momentary high.

“Good girl..” He murmurs, pressing gentle kisses to the back of your shoulder as he continues to hold your weak body against him, hips stuttering as he slowly thrusts to aid in riding out both of your orgasms. You whimper happily, tears in your eyes from the intensity of your orgasm. Truth be told, if he wasn’t holding you up, you know you would have collapsed from weak legs. You continue to tremble gently, inner walls slowly clenching around the male’s length. It feels so damn good to be so full. Reluctantly, Satoru begins to slide his soft length out until he notices his sticky mess spilling out of your stretched hole that now squeezes around nothing. “Why..” You whine your complaint and a breathless chuckle escapes the lifeguard. “As much as I’d love the idea of staying inside of you, I can’t just keep you outside.” He reminds you, long fingers gathering up the strings of cum that dribble out, noticing that it’s already mixed with your own juices.

Fuck. Feeling daring enough, Satoru moves his long fingers towards your face. Your cheek is resting against the cliff when you notice the approach and with a quick side glance his way; you obediently wrap your lips around his digits, happily sucking off the mess. You moan softly at the saltiness laced with your own sweetness, slowly sliding your mouth up and down every bit of his fingers, slurping up the saliva that now threatens to spill. Your eyelids feel heavy from the previous orgasm and still coming down from that sweet high; you slowly blink and savour the taste that fills your mouth. Satoru gulps, completely entranced by the filthy sight of you sucking on his fingers.

“Fucking hell, you are one lewd princess.” He comments as he watches your tongue slowly drag up between his fingers, leaving behind a string of saliva as you pull away, flustered by his words. You’re still in a daze from the orgasm he practically blessed you with. You never really experienced it so intensely before. “It’d be a waste..” You mumble shyly, feeling the last of his cum smearing across your inner thighs as you rub them together. Even your clit still throbs slowly, too sensitive for any kind of touch. The lifeguard smiles, endeared by your words. “Uhuh. Well, if you ever need more. I’m happy to give it.” Satoru snorts, his hands coming up to grip your shoulders. It’s a miracle that you’re still standing and you know it’s because he’s holding you up as he guides you to turn around and face him.

You meet his piercing blue eyes, finally leaning up to get that kiss you tried to steal before. Satoru grins lightly, finding it cute that you’re still so needy despite just being fucked roughly against a cliff. He lowers himself to press a kiss to your lips, hastily tucking his cock back inside his shorts in a pitiful attempt to stop himself from getting hard. It’d hurt and he knows how irresistible you are in his eyes now. “Come on. Might as well go get your bag.” He says, pausing as he blindly tugs out your bikini bottoms that were stuffed into his pocket. With a gentle push against your shoulder, you understood that Satoru was signalling for you to briefly rely on the cliff face to hold yourself up as he lowered himself to his knees, groaning.

“Even I feel like jelly, what did you do to me?” Satoru jokes, inspecting the bottoms. Surely you tie the bows first? What do girls do with these? You bite back an amused smile at his confusion but say nothing, perhaps enjoying the sight of the usual cocky lifeguard being on his knees and looking like he needs to depend on someone. Satoru with the confidence of thinking he’s right, swiftly ties the side strings into bows and he brings it towards you. You grip his broad shoulders as you carefully step into the loops before you feel the male drag them up along your weak legs until they’re once again covering you.

“Such a gentleman. Will I get to see that side of you more?” You giggle softly, hand playfully ruffling up the male’s soft white hair before he stands up. Satoru, feeling playful, scoops your hand up with his and brings your hand up to kiss each knuckle dramatically. “Mwah. Of course, princess. Only you get such honours of this hot lifeguard taking care of you.” He says and you can hear the smirk in his voice. Your heart still flutters and not wanting the already developing feelings to be obvious, you pinch his cheek.

“That’s so cute of you, Satoru. First, you save me from a jellyfish sting. Then, you fuck me. Really good. And now, you kiss my knuckles. I really am spoiled.” You sigh out dramatically, caressing his cheek with the pad of your thumb and he tilts his head to press a kiss to your palm, eyes closing momentarily. “Only fair. You let me fuck you and it was really—“ He pauses, unable to think of a word and despite your hopeful gaze upon him, he merely smiles. “Stop distracting me. Bag.” He repeats, fingers adjusting your bikini top to cover you properly.

Naturally, you pout and roll your eyes from him not finishing his words, still leaning against the cliff. You watch him intently as he finds his sunglasses in the sand, tossing them into his backpack before zipping it up. “But, mister lifeguard..” You trail off, dramatically fanning yourself as your long lashes flutter. “I don’t think I can walk. You fucked me too good and my legs are weak. That and… the jellyfish sting.” You say, glancing at the part of your leg that is still bandaged up. Instantly, Satoru holds his hand up to stop you, shaking his head. “Ah, ah. Do you really think I’d let you walk at all? Who do you think I am?” He says, lips forming a playful pout.

Your cheeks start to hurt from grinning too much as you watch the lifeguard squat down low before you, hands coming back and gesturing for you to climb on. “You really do spoil me.” You giggle, feeling genuinely thankful towards Satoru because truthfully, he fucked you that good. You think your entire body is going to feel all gooey and weak for the rest of the night. You lean off the cliff, dramatically falling until your front lands against him, chest pressing against his toned back. You’re careful to not put all your weight, not that he cares and wrap your arms around his neck to cling onto him.

You couldn’t see the soft smile that graced his visage as he wrapped his arms beneath your knees and hoisted you up with ease, carrying you comfortably on his back and your legs dangle freely. Briefly, he leans forward. “Can you carry my backpack? It’s not heavy.” He says and you reach just in front of him to hook your fingers through the loop on top, holding it against his front body and he stands up. Satoru begins to walk in the direction you both originally came, taking his time. You glance towards the ocean, seeing the very last glimpse of the setting sun. You didn’t realise that it was even getting dark. You were so lost in the world of pleasure, thanks to the very same lifeguard who ‘saved’ you from a nasty sting. You tuck your head between his shoulder and neck, lips brushing lightly against his hot skin. “So, dinner and round two?” You whisper, breath ghosting along his neck. You could still feel his cum slowly leaking out. Satoru’s feet stumble in the sand, surprised by your words before his lips twist to form a grin, blue eyes becoming even more alive. With an eager nod and his arms tightening around your legs.

“Hold on, Y/N. I’m getting you out of here. Fast.”

And with those words spoken, Satoru begins to pick up the pace. You’re stunned by his high stamina, but it also leaves you feeling giddy from witnessing his excitement. You smile against his neck as you hug him tightly. You didn’t expect any of this today but, you’re already hungry for the future. You tighten your fingers on his backpack and press multiple kisses to his neck as you laugh.

“Bring it on.”

#fae's writing #fae; writing. #fae; satoru. #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x you #satoru x you #jjk scenario #jjk writing #gojo scenario #gojo smut #satoru smut #gojo satoru #gojo #gojo writing #anime scenario #anime smut #minors dni #jjk x reader #jjk x you #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #female reader #reader insert #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru x y/n #satoru x y/n #tw public

[jacaerysgf]

hii! could you do a Chad Meeks Martin fluff, where they’re already dating~ tyyy

i really want to go on a picnic so that inspired this 😁 not proofread !

You and chad had it all planned out. You spent all day yesterday prepping and getting all the materials together to go on a picnic the following day. Its was supposed to be hot and sunny the perfect temperature for a nice day out in the sun until-

"Unexpected rain." it wasn't just raining it was pouring out, you wouldn't be shocked if it started thundering.

"Im sorry baby." Chad comforted you, you two sat on the couch and he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, affectionally squeezing you.

"Its okay." the sigh you let out after you answer does not match your words. You had been looking forward to this since he suggested it last week when the weather report came out. You and chad hadnt had a date in a couple weeks since finals had been coming up and you both were too busy but since finals week just ended you two were finally free. You were so excited that you had spent the whole day yesterday talking about it and even went to buy yourself a new outfit.

He takes note of the tone of your voice and the pout on your face and holds you for a little longer before his eyes light up and he shoots up from his seat startling you.

"What?"

"Go and get dressed."

"For what?"

"the picnic."

"Chad its pouring outside."

"Go go."

he urges you away with a very pleased face, "and dont come back until i get you." he says to you behind your closed door.

Despite his weird actions you choose to get ready anyways, interested in what he has planned.

Its a good hour later before he comes knocking at your door. You notice hes dressed up as well and offers you his arm, "you look gorgeous."

you take his arm hesitantly, "what are you doing chad?"

He smiles and shakes his head, "were having a picnic."

You gasp as the living room comes into sight, he had decked out the room with candles, the tv had some nature video playing with soft music playing in the background but the main attraction was blanket he had laid down and neatly decorated it with all the food you planned on eating today.

You look at him and he has an embarrassed look, "you wanted the picnic so i brought the picnic you."

you threw your arms around him and pressed a kiss to his cheek, "i love you."

he laughs, "i love you too."

he walks towards the blanket and offers you his hand, "shall we?"

#chad meeks martin x you #chad meeks x reader #chad meeks martin #chad meeks #chad meeks martin x reader #chad meeks x you #chad meeks imagine #mason gooding

[jadedxhearts]

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

You and Law go on a short trip to a lake house, only your evening is ruined when it begins storming outside. Bored and with nothing else to do, Law proposes an idea of how to pass the time. (I HATE HOW THIS ONE TURNED OUT)

originally posted on August 9, 2023

Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!

Things had taken a turn so quickly that you’d barely even processed the way your day had gone. You’d gone from being excited that Law was taking the two of you on a mini vacation, being bored and tired in the car ride, relaxing on the deck overlooking the lake with Law, to being upset and soaked with rain.

The weather forecast had no mention of rain over the long weekend- maybe a slight chance overnight, but nothing like this. You’d been looking forward to this little trip for nearly a month now, and upon arriving your excitement only heightened. The deck had a perfect view of the lake, there was a small boat you and Law could drive out, swings meant for two lovers to sit on together, and plenty of other outdoor activities to look forward to.

However that was all ruined in a flash- quite literally. You and Law weren’t really ones for sunbathing, but the weather was so nice and the lake looked so gorgeous that the two of you couldn’t help but just chill outside together. Then the sky got dark, and a flash of lightning struck, when all of a sudden rain poured onto the both of you.

After rushing inside and drying off, you quickly became aware that there was nothing to do but watch TV. Law decided on a horror movie, because why wouldn’t he? You hadn’t even made it an hour into the movie when the power cut. The TV clicked off, and the lights flickered out as you let out a groan of frustration. Now sitting in the dark, with only the diminishing light from outside to illuminate things, you realized you and Law had nothing left to do.

Law reacted more calmly, sighing before getting up to gather candles and light them. After the initial shock of being faced with having nothing to do while being stuck in a lake house hours away from home, you got up and helped your husband.

Working together, the two of you had gotten the small home pretty well illuminated. It wasn’t anything compared to the broken powered lights, but it would make do for now.

Law had found a random book to read, and you opted to just sit across from him on the couch, scrolling through your phone. But the signal was weak, and it was looking like you’d lose the only other thing you had left to keep yourself busy.

“You shouldn’t waste your phone’s battery,” Law’s deep voice made you jump a little, as you’d grown accustomed to the silence between the two of you. “Can’t charge it if it dies.”

You groaned again, clicking your phone off and tossing it onto the pillow beside you. “I dunno what else to do though,” you whined. “I’m already bored as it is.”

Law didn’t respond at first, seemingly thinking. But you were a little surprised when he closed the book, setting it onto the side table behind him. “I’ve got an idea or two,” he mumbled.

“Huh? What else could there possibly be to do in a house that has no power and next to nothing to entertain us with?”

“We don’t need power to keep ourselves entertained, y/n,” Law stated, looking at you with an odd smirk.

“Hell does that mean?”

Law reached forward to grab your waist, sliding you toward himself until you were situated in his lap. His hands remained on your waist, rubbing small circles into the skin underneath your tiny pajama shorts.

“I’m gonna see all the ways I can make you cum without using my cock,” he suggested, though it came out more like a statement. Like there was no say in whether or not it was happening.

“Wh-what?” You stared at your lover with wide eyes, cheeks turning red at his antics.

Law placed a kiss onto your lips, before pulling away and moving to get up, “I’ll be right back. Can you get some towels and undress for me, love?”

Sheepishly, you nodded, your entire body burning with a sudden onbringing of lust. He’d hardly done anything and Law already had you bending at his will.

With a smirk and a “good,” Law stood up before walking into the bedroom, disappearing behind the door. You got up onto shaky legs, walking over to the back door where your dried towels were laid out from earlier.

Taking them, you laid one out on the couch and left the other on the coffee table, unsure of what exactly Law wanted to do with them. You pulled off your tank top, shivers running down your spine as your breasts were now exposed to the cool air of the room. Even through the goosebumps, you could feel your body flushing with heat, turned on and longing for Law’s touch. You slid the shorts off, though they wouldn’t have been much of an obstacle anyway. But Law had told you to undress, so you assumed he meant everything.

The last thing to leave you entirely unclothed were your panties, but you’d only hooked your fingers around the sides of them when Law returned, something in hand.

He set whatever it was down on the towel you’d put on the coffee table before pulling your hands away from your hips, hooking one of his own tattooed fingers around the lace. Law pulled back on it, suddenly letting go and causing the panties to snap back against your skin.

He chuckled, pulling his own tank top off before sitting on the towel you’d laid out, keeping his legs spread wide. “C’mere,” he beckoned you with one finger, and you obliged, sitting in his lap.

Even now, you could feel how hard Law was from within his jeans. The palms of his hands slipped between your thighs, each one pushing against the skin to open your legs. One hand left its spot, instead hovering just above your still-clothed pussy, a single finger tracing over the lace of your panties.

“What should we start with…?” Law wondered, and you only then glanced forward, seeing what Law had brought into the room.

Laid out on the towel atop the coffee table, were two objects; a pink silicone dildo and a wand vibrator. Two things you had no idea Law had brought with him from home.

“My fingers, or the toys? Or even my tongue?” Law asked, his left hand still playing with your panties, teasing you.

“Y-your fingers,” you decided, wiggling in Law’s lap to turn your head to face him. You laid your head on his shoulder, mouth open as your breathed heavily against his neck.

Law hummed in response, not wasting any time in sliding his hand underneath your panties, fingers diving in to rub your pink slippery folds. He had no issue getting his fingers wet, as you were already soaking from the anticipation. “So wet already, hm?” Law taunted, sliding his palm against your clit.

Gasping, your legs shook from the contact on your sensitive button of nerves. Your husband chuckled again, dipping two fingers into your throbbing cunt, begging for anything to be inside you.

Law started out slow, scissoring the tattooed fingers within you, running his fingertips along the velvety ridges of your walls. You hadn’t allowed a moan to slip out yet, though your breathing had gotten much louder and heavier.

Without any warning, Law began to thrust his fingers into you, and the first whine spilled from your lips, another one quickly following. It was pathetic, he’d had you so worked up that you were already about to cum.

It didn’t take much longer for exactly that to happen, as your walls started to spasm around his fingers, juices flowing out of you as you came onto his hand. Law pulled his fingers out from your hole, then from your panties, before holding them out in front of you both. “Look at how much you soaked my hand,” Law hummed, “just from my fingers alone. Wonder how much you’ll cum with a vibrator?”

A broken whine left you as Law reached forward for the wand, using his other hand to tug your panties away from your pussy. Once your cunt was exposed to the cold air, you shivered as Law tossed the soaked panties away. You heard a click and then a low humming sound as the vibrator turned on.

Law kept it on the lowest setting at first, pressing it against your pussy lips and letting you get used to the sensation. It didn’t take long, though the pleasure was coming in too quickly as you were already sensitive from your first orgasm. Law upped the speed, and you could feel your cunt pulsing as the toy buzzed against you. “Look at how much you’re dripping,” Law groaned into your ear, kissing your cheek as he spoke. “Feels good, huh baby?”

“F-fuck, Law!” You moaned, squirming as he held you down, pressing the wand further against you. The toy pushed your puffy lips apart, allowing it to make direct contact with your clit. As soon as it did, something short of a scream left your mouth, and your nails dug into Law’s clothed thighs as you held onto them.

“Ah, ahhh, Law, please, it’s-“ a muffled cry left your lips as your hips jerked upward, feeling your second orgasm beginning to wash over you.

Law turned the vibrator onto its highest setting, which really sent you over the edge. Crying and shaking in his lap, your pussy began gushing and spilling that sweet nectar as you came for the second time. Broken sobs left you, body feeling weakened and sensitive from all the things Law was doing to you. And he wasn’t even done yet.

Law had decided to not turn the wand off immediately, letting it continue to grind against your cunt, overstimulating you and forcing more loud moans from your lips. “L-Laww, baby, please, I can’t take it!”

“Yes you can,” Law urged you on, “come on, y/n. Let me see you cum again.”

His words made your cunt throb and ache, and with no time at all you began squirting. Juices continued flowing and gushing out of your cunt, spilling onto the towel beneath you. You cried so loudly you were certain the neighbors could hear you, even over the thunderstorm raging outside.

Finally, Law decided to give you a break, and he pulled the wand away from your pussy, shutting it off right after. He set it down on the coffee table, trading it for the dildo instead. The toy wasn’t as large as Law’s cock, but with your overly sensitive cunt, you feared how well you’d be able to take it, if at all.

“Law,” you whimpered, through sobs, “I don’t think I can do it, ‘m too sensitive…”

“You’ll take it all, even if it makes you scream. I wanna watch you writhe and cry, y/n. And be glad it’s not my cock, ‘cause that’d be worse, wouldn’t it?”

Your chest heaved as you inhaled deeply, imagining how having his cock in you would be borderline painful right now. And even knowing that, you still longed for him to be inside you. But, Law wasn’t allowing you to have that right now, so you’d just have to accept the toy for now.

He ran the pink piece of plastic along your wet folds, gathering your slick onto it before lining it up with your hole. You could feel the tip pressing into you, just barely opening up your overstimulated cunt. You tried whining, but you couldn’t get the noises out, too fucked out from Law’s torture. Drool slipped past your lips and dripped onto Law’s bare shoulder as he shoved the dildo inside you, forcing you to take it all in one push.

Even though you weren’t able to speak a moment ago, a loud moan escaped you, ringing out and echoing in the house. Law slammed the toy in and out of you, creating the lewdest, wettest noises that even competed with the rain pounding against the roof above you.

As Law continued the assault on your cunt, you could feel his body tensing up more, his breathing becoming more uneven and louder in volume as he watched with lust.

It wasn’t long before you came once again, white creamy rings forming around the pink dildo as Law thrusted it in and out of you. Broken sobs left you, and your body squirmed and trembled as Law held you down, his hips beginning to rut up into you. He must’ve been taking a lot of pleasure in doing this to you, to the point that he was actively getting off on it without evening touching himself.

You twisted your head more to get your face aligned with Law’s, using one weak hand to pull his face to you, connecting your lips as soon as you had access to them. You moaned into his mouth, drool slipping past your lips and wetting his mouth and goatee in the process. Law’s grasp on your hip was harsh and tight, and from the way his palm squeezed you, you could feel that he was going to cum.

With one last thrust of the toy into you, Law’s hips jerked against your bare ass, and he whimpered as seed spilled within his jeans.

Finally, after so long of an endless game, Law’s movements stopped, and he allowed the dildo to drop from his hand, leaving you empty and leaking with the essence of your pleasure.

You breathed out his name, gazing into his eyes through your half-lidded ones. You were tired, body fully satisfied with what Law had done to you.

Only, the storm continued on, and it seemed Law wasn’t fully done with you. There were still many hours to pass tonight, so why stop here? You watched as a smirk form on Law’s lips, wet with your combined spit. “Y/n…”

“Yes?”

“How about I eat up all that sweet cum, hm?”

#law x reader #law x reader smut

[ambassadorarlert]

secret relationship w armin is my mf jam

nsfw content. 18+ only. minors do not interact.

- literally nobody knows. from an outside perspective, you’re one of the few people armin will hang out with apart from eren and mikasa. nobody would ever suspect that you two have something going on. it’s not technically “forbidden,” it began as something personal between the both of you — wanting each other all to yourselves without anyone making comments or wiggling their eyebrows. eventually, the topic of conversation never came up. and sneaking around was fun.

- you used to take turns on who slept in whose room. armin always prefered your bed as to his, so he eventually just stopped sleeping in his own quarters. looking around corners avoiding people he knew would ask questions made him anxious, but it was thrilling because he got to see you in the end. your nights are usually spent staying up later than you should, giggling, gossiping, and talking until you both fell asleep. armin leaves extremely early in the mornings to go back to where he's supposed to be, but not before kissing you on your cheek and telling you he loves you while you sleep.

- you and armin both like physical touch and it's actually really hard to keep your hands off of one another. your public touches are mostly to make armin sweat. you'll fix his medal on his uniform in front of everybody, and no one is really paying attention bc who cares... armin does. he cares a lot. he watches you with his eyes wide like, "what are you doing??" and he's trying so hard not to blush or be obvious that he likes you being so close to him. he does a quick glance of the people around you as you pretend to adjust the pendant of his medal up it's strings, your fingers dangerously close to his neck. you're standing so close, armin can feel the air leave your lips as you say, "your medal. it's crooked." it wasn't.

- armin’s public touches are a little more discreet. he’s not as mischievous as you are, but he has to touch you. he’s still bashful, so he’ll brush his knuckles against your hand as you see each other in passing. he’ll place his hand gently on your waist and give it a tiny squeeze when he’s trying to move past you, but covers it with an “oop, excuse me, just trying to sneak through here.” when you’re sitting next to each other, he’ll lightly knock his shoulder with yours. often, there’s a polite and loving curve on the edge of his lips.

- you like to put your hands in your pockets, so that’s where armin likes to leave his little notes. date coordinates. when and where. he never signs his name because “what if someone finds it??” so instead he signs off with little x’s and you know exactly who they’re from. these little rendezvous are in places no one really goes in. old closets, certain areas in the basement of the building, if the weather is nice, he’ll set something up outside to look up at the sky. speaking of closets….

- armin geeks out when you pull him by his collar into a random closet, but melts like chocolate in the sun once you start kissing up on his neck and touching him in all the right places. he’ll anxiously croak “we shouldn’t be doing this here!” and “what if someone walks in!” but he cares a little less once your lips wrap around his dick. he’s got to keep his hand clapped over his own mouth so he doesn’t make too much noise. he’ll bite his finger and moan into his fist, “yes… yes, so good…” while he’s coming undone.

- but don’t get it twisted, armin loves the random closet hook ups and he’s guilty as charged for pulling you into a random space to take you up against a wall with one leg wrapped around his waist, or bent over a box. he has no time for teasing bc he’s “been thinking about you all day” he saves the teasing for the bedroom, where you have more time and privacy. when he's fucking you here, it's steamy and rushed, so eager to consume you. he often apologizes for coming to quickly.

- armin of course thinks you’re the most gorgeous person on earth and he’s not alone in that observation. it takes everything in him to not grab somebody by the scruff of their neck and tell them to fucking fuck the fuck off when they’re not being subtle about what they want. he bites his tongue when connie or jean take their jokes about hooking up with you a little too far. sure you’re all friends, but the locker-room chats make him sick. he reminds them you’re a person and deserve respect, even in private. his tone is salty enough to make them stop and actually doesn’t care if he’s coming off too salty. you don’t deserve to be spoken about in that way. period.

- stealing kisses throughout the day is exciting, because usually there are only seconds to spare. armin isn’t as mischievous as you are, but he likes to test the waters too. as soon as someone is out of sight and ear shot, he walks up close to you. he’ll whisper, “kiss me” right in your ear as if he was telling you a secret. you both were alone, but wouldn’t be for long. a quick glance over your shoulder to make sure the cost is clear, you give him a quick peck before going back to your task. “wait, one more” and he goes in for it, a little longer and a little deeper than yours. you swoon, and shoo him away because “someone’s coming!”

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[thepunkmuppet]

today i made my very first homemade furby faceplate! i made it from this kids oven-bake modelling clay my little sister had (hence how random the colours were before i painted it) and then just painted it with regular acrylics and glitter.

ive been working on this boy since about 9:45 and it’s now 4, so he was very much a labour of love although it was nice to sit outside and craft because the weather has been really nice in my area recently.

point is he’s gorgeous, he looks like this 👁👄👁 and i love him. he was going to be an oddbody felt spider with long ass pipe cleaner legs and a little top hat but I completely winged it with the measurements and ended up not having enough fabric :(

#furby #long furby #oddbody furby #custom furby #vegan furby #safe furby #furbies #furby fandom #furblr #furby love #furby oddbody #my crafts

[qawcamiz]

HIII alhaitham x roommate reader? thank you!!!!!!!!!!! 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

His feelings - Alhaitham

synopsis ; you were outside, on your porch with a cloth on your shoulder, gazing at the stars that abode in the gloaming sky. alhaitham arrived to look after you as he initiated to bring up the controversy you had yesterday.

warnings ; bittersweet (?), ooc (??SORRY)

notes ; I'm half asleep if there's grammar I'm so sorry

one moonlit night under the Sumeru atmosphere, the clouds hanging amid masses, and the breeze howling at the tops of the mountains.

A strong gust tore open a gap, You’re curled on the ground underneath your porch with your knees folded to your chest as you wrap yourself tighter into the blanket you’ve wrapped around you for warmth.

Your arms were trembling and your legs discomfort from how chilly it have gotten, You’d never imagined the weather could be this miserable on the day after spring break.

All of sudden, you felt a fabric being draped over your shoulders which you quickly accepted and pulled tightly onto you. A small smile found its way on your face as you looked up and saw the source of the cloak was none other than your roommate, Alhaitham.

The corners of his mouth were pulled up slightly but he wasn’t smiling; He was more focused on looking out towards the sky where the clouds were beginning to clear leaving a small patch of clear blue above them before fading into the rest of the twilight sky.

"The sky is fascinating tonight." You said, watching the stars as you spoke.

His attention moved from the sky back down to glimpse at you. His gaze lingered on your face for a few beats before returning to the sky.

After a moment, he responded. "mm-hm, I think the temperature feels nice. better than the moment I got ill from having fun outside." You chuckled lightly before leaning your head against Alhaitham's shoulder.

You've always been romantically attracted to him, not just because of how gorgeous he was but also because of his intelligence and how he's looking after others frequently.

Alhaitham has always treated you politely, you've always been glad and grateful for everything he'd ever done for you.

A comfortable silence filled the air as the two stood together listening to each other's breathing. It was quiet but serene and you didn't want to risk ruining it.

Not until Alhaitham spoke up again. "you know...I've been pondering about what you said the previous night..." You hummed softly in response as you lifted your head off of his shoulder, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"you were right. I should probably tell them." He hesitated for a second before continuing. "it would be good to move ahead." Your eyes widened slightly at his words.

You had been so caught up in your thoughts and emotions that you completely forgot Alhaitham had feelings for someone else! It hadn't even crossed your mind that he might be considering confessing to another person.

"Oh." That was all you managed to utter. He nodded and smiled at you sheepishly. "they're gorgeous and all, but love is not my thing, so it wouldn't make a difference if I'm not with anyone." He chuckled awkwardly.

"I suppose not." You agreed.

"but I think I do wish for the idea of it," you said, he raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised that you seemed genuinely interested.

"Really?" he asked incredulously. "Well, then I guess I won't say anything," he replied teasingly.

You playfully frowned at him before giving him a light shove. He chuckled slightly before turning serious once again.

"I just wish they feel the same way." He admitted. Your smile immediately dropped as you watched him take his eyes away from you and look toward the stars.

Alhaitham noticed you stiffen at first, unsure if he said something wrong or if he said too much. But soon enough he realized he didn't and that he was doing the right thing by telling you.

"Y/N?" he asked gently.

Your hand flew up to cover your lips but not before a tear fell down your cheek. "Are you alright?" he whispered, placing one hand gently on your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you.

"Yes, I'm fine." you quickly assured him, wiping the tear away from your face. "I'm sorry, i- didn't mean to bother you...! It's just... I am happy for you!" you said with a shaky voice.

You thought he would believe what you said, but a swift colleague like him knew that there was something off about you. He gave you a gentle smile before pulling you close into an embrace.

"S-Sorry..." You melted into his hold instantly while burying your head into his chest, holding him tight.

Alhaitham closed his eyes and held you close, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He knew he should've told you earlier but he couldn't help but notice how sad you were when he brought it up.

You had been acting strangely lately and he was worried that maybe he said something to upset you. That was until now. Now that he's finally talked to you about it.

As the two stood there in silence, you began to soothe down. The tension in your body began to soften away and your breathing calmed down along with your heart pace.

Soon enough, he heard your soft snores and slowly pulled away from you to look at the sleeping form beneath him. "S-Sorry for ruining the moment... you were saying?" you mumbled sleepily,

Alhaitham couldn't stop himself from grinning, 'why do you have to be so adorable?' He thought. "Nothing," he said, few moments later he cupped your cheeks and leaned down to press his lips against yours.

to your disappointment, the kiss was quick and almost chaste. But still, he lingered long enough to make you blush lightly as he pulled away.

What he didn't expect you to do next, was grab his collar and pull him closer into a deeper kiss. Alhaitham's eyes widened before a huge grin spread across his face and he returned your kiss enthusiastically.

In return you pushed your tongue deep into his mouth, trying desperately to get him to respond. He obliged, pulling you close to deepening the kiss even further. As you started moving, one of your hands made its way to his waist while the other continued exploring his neck and chest.

you both broke apart to catch your breath as you pulled away. "sorry..." you muttered, blushing profusely.

Alhaitham let out a chuckle. "Why are you always apologizing? I was the one who kissed you first," he said, his hands coming up to cup your cheeks.

He was so warm and sweet and you couldn't help but want more. "I can't help but feel bad though. What about the person you like?" You frowned.

he sighed, "Stupid. The only person I'll be able to give my affection to is you, Y/N. You're special to me, and no one else."

Your heart swelled at the words he was saying. Alhaitham adored you? No, that couldn't be possible. You thought back to your conversation with Nilou about the possibility of falling in love with him. Hadn't you been afraid it would end badly if you did? Maybe it hadn't been fear but excitement.

you could only stare in awe at Alhaitham as he gazed back at you with pure love and adoration.

his hand made its way up to your face as he brushed a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "If you keep staring at me like that I won't be able to control myself," he said with a chuckle.

You couldn't help but grin and giggle as well. "Sorry." you apologized sheepishly. "I just..love you... A lot" you said. His expression softened as he stared deeply into your eyes.

"I love you more."

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #angst #bittersweet #al haitham #al haitam x reader #genshin al haitham #fluff #nilou

[shittybundaskenyer]

now it really is a wip i guess

Soooo my writer’s muse has been submerged in depression on vacation for a very long time now, but I started a little something-something maybe a week ago when the weather here turned really nice and I had some time to sit outside and soak up the sunlight. This thing is 100% self-indulgent romance (and a bit spicy👀) because I can’t be helped. Also Read Dead still has me in a chokehold after like 3 years so yeah. Thank you Isabell (@wintersongstress​​) for making me post something, now I have to finish this or I’ll go insane. I don’t know who to tag so anyone who’s reading this and has a wip, feel free to share it! 🌼💗🌼

It's spring and you're a flower, and you bloom too, unfolding your body like petals, legs and arms slowly sliding away to reveal soft flesh. There's no shame when Arthur looks up at you like you're the goddamn sun and the stars and the wind caressing his face. Maybe you are when you reach down and slide a thumb over his brow, the downwards arch of his eyelid when he closes his eyes. Two gorgeous pools of blue-green look up at you when your finger slides lower, over his lips, to dig in and make them part, wet tongue darting out around a small kiss. 

You watch him. His eyes, his mouth. 

His long, golden lashes lower, a dark kind of fire ignited in his gaze, doin’ the only sin he does not regret committing—wanting you. 

He grabs onto your side, the flesh on your hip and stomach, leaves heat in his wake there, large palm-shaped sunspots that ooze light into your bloodstream. Christ, you want him to touch you more. To make you burn, to make you into a flame that needs his tending.

"You're so damn pretty, little dove" he murmurs in that low voice, watching how a single flower of forget-me-not falls from your hair and lands on the top of your breast, trapped in a bead of sweat like a fly in amber honey.

The back of his head hits the ground, like it's a pillow woven from freshly sprouted grass and wild flowers and wet earth, and he moves you in his lap, lower, where you can feel him, hard and oh so ready but still waiting for your move. 

The spark is ignited. Your sun burns inside your ribcage for this man, a heart shaped from light, and you reach between the two of you to get him rid of his pants. Arthur doesn't move, but he lets you pull up his shirt, over a strong stomach and golden brown hair, over old scars that faded into silvery lines, to a ribcage housing a kind heart. 

"Will ya have me, Arthur?" you lean close to him, your bellies touching, your hand still restless at the buckle of his gun-belt, and he sighs into your hair, hips twitching at your eager request as he leans in to lay a gentle kiss on your temple, then the arch of your eyebrow. 

"'Course, sweetheart," he reaches up, cradles your nape as he curls his other arm around your waist, turning you until the soft earth cradles you like another lover.

#my writing #wip #rdr2 #arthur morgan #arthur morgan x reader #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption 2 fanfiction #rdr2 fanfic

[naamahdarling]

I need to walk for health because I'm not loving how I feel, but I over-exercised as part of my ED so exercise triggers my ED thoughts (including suicidal ideation) and the risk of relapsing is Real. Searching for a solution that won't push me into relapsing OR turbo-charge my dysphoria OR enrage me has been upsetting in a way I don't know if anyone who has not had an ED can understand. If you know, you know.

So I finally thought about the zoo, and it was such a great idea. It's perfect. So I went and got a zoo membership two days ago so I can just go whenever and I probably should not have spent the money but boyfriend made really good tips this week and offered to cover it, and it occurred to me this one thing does ALL of the following for one (1) entire year:

I can access a very walkable space.

Place to go when I am restless but can't afford to go back home for a while.

Not a gym.

My hearing-impaired ass will be safe from car traffic.

No dogs.

No people on bikes that I can't hear.

Not jostling for space with joggers/bikers/etc. on those overly narrow public park trails and sidewalks, which makes me hate my body even more.

It's very very safe. No harassment, no crime.

Very few other people visibly exercising.

Less people Looking At Me (they are mostly busy Looking At animals).

Lots of bugs.

Many plants.

Things to touch.

People-watching.

Place to draw many things! <- Main appeal.

Non-zookeeper staff there is mostly queer! And when they learn you are queer they tell you which animals are gay.

It's the penguins. They have gay penguins.

Sneps.

Stared at by tigers -- all the intensity of being about to die with none of the fear!

Smells smells smells! Stinky smells, good smells, food smells, flower smells, lots of animal smells.

Lots of personal space. Hand sanitizer everywhere.

No music outdoors.

Train?! Train!

Petting zoo.

Will acclimate me to weather and sun over time.

Free! Ish.

I can go and just take short trips if I want.

Picnic area.

Access to attached huge nature park and educational/rec center.

Can bring a friend.

Cheap admission to many other zoos and aquariums.

I have raging ADHD and don't have the dopamine to spare on exercise for exercise's sake. Some of you will know what I mean, will understand that this is. Just. A terrible hurdle.

Downsides:

Sunscreen. Blech! (Lotion is heavy and hurts to apply and remove but spray works.)

Long drive, I live across town. (Can't change that but I can get up earlier.)

Lots of glass and I hate reflective surfaces. (A Challenge, but I can hopefully cope.)

It is hot outside a lot (but that's true of anywhere not indoors, and there's tons of shade and benches and indoor areas).

That's it. Those are the downsides.

Our zoo is good. It used to be really bad when I was little but over the last 20 years it has been revamping everything, the new enclosures are gorgeous and enriching. It isn't depressing to be there. It's nice.

We went today and had a great time. It felt way better not trying to see everything in one go, and I'm not tired or sore. I just feel good.

I just...wanted to talk about this. How hopeful I am today, to have not just solved a problem but maybe snatched a little happiness for myself for a while. To potentially make any further headway on an ED at this point, 15 years or so out, is pretty remarkable. There's pitfalls to watch for but this is so much better than anything else I've considered.

Maybe I will get bored of the zoo. I don't know! But I think that will take a while.

Look at this bad picture of three snep siblings lolling like housecats:

Not gonna get bored of those mighty beans.

#tw: ed #cw: ed

[vee-nvs]

SEARCHING…: QUALITY TIME

🏷 — CASSIAN X READER, KALLIAS X READER, ERIS X READER, TARQUIN X READER, FEYRE X READER, MOR X READER, EMERIE X READER

📍 — their love language is quality time

🔖 — cursing, unestablished relationship, (excepet for eris), gn!reader (you/ your pronous), kallias and his bad jokes, some writing mistakes since english isn't my first language, pining,

I. CASSIAN

“oh! look at that one, cass! looks exactly like a rabbit.”

“a rabbit? no, it’s a… oh, shit, i see it!”

you felt warmness in your chest, giggling like a child at the male by your side. you felt like a child, no worries in mind as you were lying down in the grass and watching the clouds.

after the war, you felt like you deserved it. cassian deserved it. hell, the whole prythian deserved sunny days like those, not too hot nor too cold – just the perfect weather to be outside.

cassian felt his heart skip a beat as he saw you smiling, the sun light illuminating you even if the sunshade protect your faces from it. you looked gorgeous - there was no makeup, no nice clothing and the gentle wind had messed your hair. it's not that cassian didn't like it when you were all dolled up - please, he also loved it too -, however now you looked pretty in a different way. you looked comfortable - at home, he would dare to say - by his side. did you notice the bond? had it cliked into place for you as well? or did you see him just as a friend and that was the main reason you were so comfortable by his side?

“that one is a cow.” he said, trying to block the questions that were popping in his mind.

“a cow? no way, it's a horse"

II. KALLIAS

"he must lie a lot, this snowman of yours" kallias said right after you put the carrot on the face.

"what?! why?"

"he has such a big nose." you rolled your eyes at his lame joke, turning back to the snowman to put on the rocks he would've for eyes.

it was a cold afternoon, but it wasn't unnusual at all in the winter court. kallias had been on meeting with local lords and decided to take walk after it ended to relax. it was a coincidence that he found you building a snowman in the forest.

“you look stressed”

“why do you think i look stressed?” he asked, surprised you had notice how he felt just by looking at his direction. kallias liked to think he was good at hiding his emotions.

“your shoulders are tense.” you told him as you kneeled down to get more snow “maybe this will help.”

thud

kallias was trying to process the last 10 seconds. you just threw a snowball at him, hitting his chest, and now you were laughing. for the mother, be loved your laugh.

“your face hahaha… you should’ve seen it!”

“oh, so you it’s war what you want.” he kneeled down, getting a handful of snow.

“wait, ka…” you tried to say between giggles.

“i’ll give you war” he screamed, a smile on his face as he threw the snowball at you. you manage to hide behind your snowman in time and started getting more snow as fast as you could.

III. ERIS

you hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time. you and eris were by the fireplace reading peacefully, as if meeting each other wasn't a threat to your well-being, as if you weren't hiding in a cabin he built close to the autumn border, but in the winter territory to reduce the chances of any of his father's guards coming to get you there.

rationally, eris knew beron wouldn’t do to you what he had done to jesminda, but death wasn't always the worst destiny and his father had many punishments to prove it. and eris wouldn't allow beron to use you as a way to keep him on the line.

and the best way to protect you would definitely be to not see you at all. but eris couldn't help it, he enjoyed your presence way to much to stay way.

"your book must be really boring. you know, since you've been staring at me for a few minutes now."

he chuckled, closing his book as he used an arm to bring you closer to him by your waist.

"so must be yours if you noticed it."

"it's hard to concetrate when you're staring at me like that." you rolled your eyes before turning back to your to your book, while snuggling at eris' chest.

he moved his hand to embrace your waist and kissed you on your temple. his moves certanly didn't reflect his thougths - he needed to kill beron, as quickly as possible, because it was getting harder and harder to stay way from you.

IV. TARQUIN

“am i doing this right?”

“yes… no, not really.”

“fuck, i suck at this” tarquin hissed, walking away from you to sit back on the floor, his back against the wall.

you asked the musicians that were there if they could do a brief pause, giving you and the high lord a minute by yourselves.

“‘m sorry, i’m wasting your time.” tarquin gulped as you sat by his side. “i’m never going to learn all those dances.”

“look, my lord…”

“tarquin. you can just call me tarquin” he interrupted you.

you had been teaching him dance for weeks now and tarquin would be lying if he said he didn’t develop a interest in you. the possibility of becoming high lord never crossed his mind, but now here he was, having to learn even more things, with most of his tutors treating him like a child that knew nothing. it wasn’t his fault that he was brought under the mountain too young to learn most things.

however, you were always patient with him - probably because you were just as young as him, and not almost a century older like his other tutors - and it made tarquin grew some affection towards you, always going to your classes and wanting to do good to impress you.

he enjoyed spending time with you - even if he was embarrassing himself with his lack of ability.

“ok, tarquin” you smiled “all high lords learn those dances. all of them. and you’re a lot brighter than the ones i’ve met. so, please, trust me when i say you’re fully capable of doing this.”

tarquin felt his cheeks burning. yes, he definitely was. even more with you as his tutor.

V. FEYRE

“so, like this?” you asked as you passed the paint-brush in the canvas, a light blue line appearing.

“uh-hm, you just don’t have to hold it so tight. you’ll hurt your hand.”

“sorry, i’m just nervous. are you sure we should be using a canvas already? wouldn’t it be better to start of in, i don’t know, paper?”

feyre laughed, a sweet laugh that didn’t make you think she was making fun of you. she found you endearing, to be honest, and was really happy that you came to her to learn how to paint.

“if you want to learn how to paint on paper, that’s fine. but the painting process can be different depending on where you are doing it.”

“oh, ok” you spoke before turning back to the canvas.

feyre felt her heart beat faster. you were alone in her studio and you were siting really close to her, so close she could smell your perfume and had to hold back the urge to put a lock of hair that was in your face behind your ear. maybe you wouldn’t think much of her actions, maybe you would see it as just a friendly thing, but feyre didn’t want to risk it.

you were such a good friend. she met you under the mountain and you had stick together since then. you had seen her at her worst and still befriended her. how couldn’t she fall in love?

but feyre was afraid of losing you, she couldn’t ruin such an amazing friendship by asking you out.

so she would just enjoy every second of the time you gave her, be it by teaching you how to paint, dacing in the rita or chatting late at night when the memories of under the mountain wouldn’t let any of you sleep.

she would enjoy it for as long as she co nould.

VI. MOR

"and then he just sent her away! back to him!" mor hissed. she was furious at her coussin for sending feyre, his mate and her friend, back to the spring court.

"oh, mor..." you said, patting her arm "i... i'm so sorry. and totally agree with you, but rhys is not that dumb, i think it's safe to say he wouldn't do it unless he was 100% sure she would be save. he might have a thing for self sacrifice, but i don't think it extends to his mate."

mor forced a giggle at your statement. she knew you were right, but the recent events still played in her head, together with the image of how feyre was when she went inside that mansion to save her.

but the blonde was feeling better - you had this effect on her, somehow always making her feel better, more optimistc, even when she didn't feel like it was possible.

"we can stay here. play somethin’ and chill instead of going to the rita's, if you prefer" you suggested, already getting rid of your shoes.

"well, do you have wine?" she asked, smiling.

you giggled, but didn't answer, just getting up and into the kitchen, only to come back with a bottle of her favorite wine.

"for the mother, y/n you're the best!"

and mor truly believed that. she had met many great people - and just as many terrible - but you stood out. you always manage to make her feel happier, at home. so she was always looking for excuses to spend more time with you, sometimes she would wait outside your working place for the end of your office hour so you could go out together. hell, even cassian had taken note of how much she enjoyed your company.

however, morrigan had no idea if you had got a glimpse of her true feelings, of how much she liked you as more than just a friend. there were times, after a few glasses of wine, that she had gotten so close to kissing you or spitting her feelings that she was certain there were no way you didn't know about how she felt. but, at the same time, you never treated her any different - neither less nor more than good friends.

and mor wasn't sure if she would be able to keep the act for much longer.

VII. NESTA

nesta would likely never admit it to anyone - even if she wasn't trying to hide it at the same time -, but you were the only good thing at her life at the moment.

and yes, the nightmares of being throw inside the cauldron were horrible, but the ones about losing you were just as bad.

"for the mother, nes. this place is a mess!" you pointed out after entering her apartment. she was laying in the sofa after having yet another nightmare that left her sheets soaked in sweat and tears.

"i know, sorry" she tried to get up to go to you, but she felt dizzy and had to sit again.

"when was the last time you ate?"

"yesterday. i just woke up."

"and when exactly was that?"

"...i had lunch."

"nes!"

"it was a late lunch, ok?"

"ok, this can wait." you, said, leaving the pile of clothes you got from the floor in the sofa, besides her, holding her hand instead and helping her to get up.

"let's go have some breakfast."

nesta changed in a clean dress quickly before following you out of her place. you walked slowly by her side, making small talk as nesta tried to pay attettion to every word that left your month, but sometimes she would get distrected by the way the wind would blow your hair, your how your skin shined in the morning sun. nesta always though the children of the blessed were stupid, delussional to idolize such malicious beings as the fae. however, when she looked at you, she could understand them - she also felt like you deserved to be idolized.

but you were different, you were good and cared for her without making her feel like she was in dept for that. and she was even more sure of it as you got to the coffee shop and pointed some breads that could be of her liking.

at first, nesta didn't feel like talking - she was still sleepy and hungry. but after sitting down to eat, she started telling you about the last time she saw feyre and how much of a disaster it was and how it had been a month since elain went to see her, not showing any interest of being in her presence.

and every time she made eye contact with you, seeing no sing of judgment or boredom in your face, she was even more certain about her feelings.

and when she asked your opinion, and you told her you didn't agree 100% with her behavior, but could see why she act the way she did - being understanding of her mistakes and trying to explain how she could do different without invalidating her feelings. that was when she knew she was in love with you for sure.

maybe beeing an immortal being wasn't that bad if it meant she had more time with you.

VIII. EMERIE

"i'm so mad at you"

"mad?! you should be forever grateful" emerie laughed at your comment.

she gave you one of her favorites books for your birthday, insisting you just had to read it. it took you a week to read it and now you were both at your house, talking about the plot and the characters over dinner.

"i mean, yes i kind am, but i also wish i had read it slower, you know? i already miss the characters."

"that's why i gave you your own copy instead of boring you mine, so now you can reread it whenever you want."

"the mother really blessed me with such a smart friend, didn't she?" you said rollling your eyes, making emerie laugh again. "kind wish she would also bless me by allowing me to have someone love me as much as the love interest love the protagonist."

emerie tried not to look so bothered by your statement. the truth was, she could love you like that, make you feel desired like that. but she wasn't sure if you wanted her to want you like that. you never gave any sign of seeing her as more than just a friend as she was away to scared to confess and risk losing you completily.

"by the way, that's why i'm mad at you" you said again, taking her out of her line of thoughts. "how am i supossed to date any real person after meeting such amazing characters?"

"hahahaha, yeah, nesta said the same."

"oh, by the way, how are the training?"

"it's hell, honestly." emerie started talking about funny moments of the training and updating you on how things had been between nes and cassian.

"god, she's so luck."

"did you hear me say she had to do run around the training area like, 50 times? that's not what i'd call lucky, personaly."

"no, i'm not talking about this." you laughed "i've never met the guy, but by the way you and gwyn talk about his interaction with nes, i feel like he looks at her like those men from the books look at the protagonists."

"for the cauldron, you are such a helpless romantic."

"am not!" you disagreed, laughing again.

emerie felt like she could drown in your laugh, die and be brought back to life. if only you noticed that you also had someone look at you like those characters from the books...

@ VEE-NVS | 2022 / all rights reserved

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[fanartandfanfiction]

I got a good prompt from someone who’d like to remain anonymous:

You asked for prompts/ideas and I just wanted to ask (if you're comfortable with that ofc) for something where F!MC has never been with anyone (never kissed nor did anything spicy) and the other character of your choice (Sebastian, Ominis, Garreth, etc.) has some experience (especially regarding more intimate stuff) and kinda guides MC after they get together?

Like basically just a soft first time with nervous MC and experienced love interest.

Dandelions 🔞

Emily still couldn’t believe she was going out with Leander Prewett, one of the most popular boys at Hogwarts.

She’d had a crush on him for years, but figured as a shy, mousy Ravenclaw, he didn’t even know she existed.

“Hi Emily. May I join you?”

She’d nearly choked on her lunch she’d been eating outside. It was a nice spring day so she thought she’d enjoy the weather. She was sitting on a blanket under a shady tree.

“Sure?” She squeaked out.

He pulled a styrofoam food tray out of his bag. “I saw you bring your lunch outside and thought you had the right idea. It’s gorgeous out here.”

“It is. And the warm weather is making the daffodils bloom. Did you know there’s over 400 species of daffodils?” Stupid stupid stupid! Leander Prewett was sitting with her and she was telling him facts about DAFFODILS?

“I didn’t. I kind of thought a daffodil was just a daffodil.” He smiled.

“Oh no, there’s so many different ones. For example, the fluffy kind people blow on is taraxacum erythrospermum.” She looked up at him and he had a small smile on his face. “Sorry.”

“For what? I think that’s interesting.”

She rambled on about the different species of dandelions for about ten minutes before she finally stopped. “I’m sorry, I’m not quite sure why you’re sitting with me, but I’m certain it wasn’t to learn about dandelions.”

Leander looked shy, his cheeks coloring red. “Actually, I wanted to ask you out. On a date.”

“Why?” She gaped at him.

“Because I’ve had a crush on you for a very long time, and Garreth threatened to tell you himself if I didn’t do it.”

“I don’t understand. Shouldn’t you be going out with like, Sacharissa or Lenora?”

“To be honest, they didn’t know a thing about dandelions and it would never work.” He smiled at her. “I’m joking.”

Emily laughed uneasily. “I just meant that you could go out with anyone, so I’m not quite sure why you’re asking me.”

“Because I think you’re wonderful. You’re so smart, and witty too, I’ve overheard your banter with Amit. You have a very kind heart and the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen.”

Emily felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. “Really?”

“Really. So, what do you think? Friday night?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “Friday night!”

That had been over a month ago, and Emily was blissfully happy. Leander was so sweet and funny, and he always treated her like a queen. Her first kiss had been with him, and now they were discussing another first.

“What- never?” Leander asked incredulously. They’d been making out in his dorm, and when he’d moved things to the bed, she stopped him and told him her embarrassing secret.

“I know, it’s embarrassing, but I’ve just never liked anyone enough to do it with. But…” she held his hands. “I want to do it with you.”

“You don’t have anything to be embarrassed of! And I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“I want this.” She said firmly.

“Are you absolutely sure?”

She peeled her shirt off over her head, revealing the sexy bra she’d picked up. His eyes were glued to her chest.

“I’m absolutely sure.”

They resumed making out and his hand slid up the bare skin of her side, making her shiver. He cupped the underside of her breast and gently squeezed it. His hands made their way to the hook in the back, which he undid with ease. Her bra fell away, and she resisted the urge to cover herself.

“Please don’t be embarrassed. You’re beautiful.” Leander smiled and ran his thumb over her stiff peaks. Her breath hitched as he continued to play with them, and she worked his shirt off over his head.

He had rather impressive abs. She knew he was fit, but she’s never seen him without a shirt on.

His hand slid under her skirt and played with the thin band of her panties. He moved his hand across the front to the dampness between her legs, and she shivered at the contact.

“I’m going to make sure you’re ready for me, alright?” He cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes.

“I don’t know what that means.”

“Lay back for me.” She did as she was told, her heart hammering in her chest. She lifted her hips as he slid her skirt off. Then he began slowly removing her panties, watching her face and gauging her reaction in case she panicked. When she didn’t protest, he slid them off the rest of the way. “You’re so beautiful, Emily.”

He kissed her and brushed his hand across her opening and her breath hitched. “Do you trust me?”

“I do.” She nodded. He gave her another kiss before pulling away. She felt so exposed and vulnerable, and wanted to cover herself up. Then she felt Leander’s hands slide up the inside of her thighs.

“Relax for me, ok?” He placed his mouth on her opening and gently moved his tongue. She nearly leaped off the bed. “Hey, it’s alright, are you ok?”

“Yes, sorry. That just…I wasn’t expecting that.” She blushed.

“Can I keep going?” She nodded in response. He brought his mouth to her again, his tongue gently flicking over her folds. Once she seemed accustomed to it, he focused on the little bundle of nerves above her opening.

“FUCK!” She shouted.

“Are you alright?”

She nodded quickly. “That feels amazing.”

He began working her with his tongue, getting drunk on her moans of pleasure. He tentatively inserted a finger and she clenched around it. He kept pleasuring her with his tongue and slowly pumping his finger in and out. When he thought she was ready, he added another.

Her back arched and she was letting out delicious moans. He could tell she was close, she was clenching tighter around his fingers and her breathing was becoming more ragged.

“Leander! I…FUCK!”

“Cum for me baby.” She was gasping and moaning and digging her nails into the top of his head.

As she was coming down from her high, she looked into his eyes. “I need you.”

He stood up and unbuckled his pants, dropping them to the floor and stepping out of them. He did the same with his underwear, and she stared at his member with wide eyes.

“Is it…going to fit?” She asked nervously.

“It should. Are you ready?”

She nodded and he climbed on top of her. He kissed her and positioned himself at her opening. “Emily, look at me.” She opened her eyes, those beautiful blue eyes that made him melt, and held his gaze. “This will probably feel uncomfortable at first. It may even hurt a bit. Tell me if you need to stop and I will. Promise me, ok?”

“I promise.” She smiled up at him.

He rubbed his tip against her folds, lubricating himself. He kissed her and gently pushed in.

She made a small whimpering sound. “Are you ok?”

She nodded. He kissed her again and pushed a bit further. She winced in pain and readjusted her hips. Once she seemed comfortable, he pushed the rest of the way.

She made a small noise of pain, and he noticed tears pricking the corners of her eyes. “I know, I’m sorry.” He kisses away the tears. He let her get used to the feeling before moving. When she nodded, he pulled out slightly and slowly thrusted back in. She winced again, and he whispered his apologies against her skin. After a few more thrusts, she smiled up at him.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Good. I want you to enjoy it.” He kissed her cheek. He moved agonizingly slowly in and out of her, letting her get used to the feeling. “You’re so tight, love. You feel amazing.”

She hooked her legs around his back and he pushed slightly deeper. She let out a moan of pleasure, and he made sure to hit that spot the best he could. He used one hand to rub small circles above her opening.

He could tell she was building up for a release again. He kept at it until she was gasping against his mouth. When he felt her tighten around him and wail, he let himself go.

She was so beautiful, hair splayed out across his pillow, a post-orgasm haze in her eyes. He kissed her tenderly and brushed her cheek with his thumb. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanfic #fanfic #hogwarts legacy modern au #leander prewett #Leander x OC #leander prewett fanfiction

[rothjuje]

Fall was so fast and furious out here. So many events, fairs, farms, and pumpkin patches to visit. All the farms/pumpkin patches out here had apple picking, hayrides, corn mazes, corn pits, bouncing pillows, giant slides, massive play structures, animals. So fun but so intense and $$$. Then come November 1st everything seems to just fall asleep. It’s kind of delicious.

People here are busy; they are constantly on the go. It’s exhausting actually. We have zero plans in November and it is kind of nice. Needed.

I had all these big plans for the upcoming year (garden! Chickens! Baby #4! Hosting fancy dinner parties! Maybe goats!) and now I think we just need to settle. Justin is burnt out from the social calendar I have created for us (that I am so proud of, I love all the friends I’ve made here). We’ll still host dinners and go out occasionally, but not to the extent we have been. Which would have happened naturally anyway, with spooky season being over and the weather cooling down.

At some point we had planned for baby #4 to come around now, at another point we had discussed putting baby #4 on hold, maybe when the twins are 5 and in kindergarten. I had wanted my kids to be close in age and I had wanted to be done having kids before my late 30s, but it’s just not going to happen right now. Or anytime soon. There have been too many big changes and big expenses, we need to get into more of a rhythm, and start spending more quality time together as a fam (I feel like every weekend has had some consuming event or house project or both).

I’m still going to do a garden this spring because I think it will be a bonding family project. I think I’m going to wait on the chickens though because it’s a big project and nice coops aren’t cheap. Also I really want to include G&G in the hatching process and I’m not sure what their attention span will be like in just a few months.

And I keep thinking about getting a smaller second dog. Peabody is such an old man, he’s sweet with the kids but he’s never been into them (he was an adult by the time our first placement arrived). I think it would be nice for the kids to have the experience of getting an energetic pup they can bond with. Also Peabody gets so lonely, whenever we come home he’s howling at the window and anxiously whines for a while about being left again. I think he misses his friend who passed right before the move.

Some of my SAH parent funk was a challenging day with sick kids, some of it was hormonal, but most of it was expectations. I had an expectation that once George went off to preschool, that Gen would love the one-on-one attention, that she would thrive. This has not been the case. She is bored, lonely. She wants a playmate and constant interaction. Which is fine, but I desperately need to be able to get chores and errands done. Sounds so basic/easy but it is almost impossible with two toddlers. And it’s frustrating to feel like a failure everyday. I miss how rewarding work outside the home is. Such a privileged whine, I know.

What else? I am 36 years old and I just discovered iced coffee. I knew it existed, it just wasn’t really a big thing in Texas. It’s a big thing here and I understand why. I make it at home now and it makes my mornings a smidge happier.

Apparently the sun is supposed to set at 4:30 pm today. I cannot imagine. We’ve had a warm, gorgeous weekend but temps are supposed to start dropping at the beginning of next week. I think I’ve come to a place of acceptance. Winter will be winter, and then it will end and spring will return and it will be a happy celebration.

[robinruns]

What a Night

I seriously don't know where to begin, how to begin to describe finally being able to see the band that has saved my life time and time again. I was in the same room as Mikey, Gerard, Frank and Ray. And it was everything.

So to begin, me and @maria-the-ghoul got up, got breakfast and chatted with the waitress about seeing famous people at the hotel. We then walked up to the Minnesota Historical Museum, and it was very interesting. There was an exhibit on the Greatest Generation, on the different industries in Minnesota, like agriculture, lumber, mining, etc, an exhibit on the Indigenous people of Minnesota that displayed beautiful beadwork, like so gorgeous. The last exhibit we went into was the weather exhibit. I'm a weather nerd so it was cool seeing all the facts about the like biggest snowfalls, or the hottest days. The most interesting, and ultimately terrifying, exhibit was the tornado simulator! It was a small room built to look like a typical midwest basement, with windows at the top of the wall. You pressed the button and people started to describe going through a tornado that hit Fridley in May 1965 (if I'm remembering correctly). The exhibit flickered the lights, they eventually went out, outside the windows they made it look like the sky changed colors, and it was really loud and I could feel my anxiety spike despite it being a simulation. Immersion therapy? It was very interesting anyway.

We grabbed lunch, and saw the Peanuts statues which were so cute, I absolutely love Snoopy. I'm only bummed the Peppermint Patty statue wasn't on display because they were my first gender icon lol Only fitting that I'd later be seeing Gerard in the flesh!

We went to the merch line outside the venue about 4 and started talking to a nice girl from Kansas City. She was really nice and funny. I spent WAY too much money! Yea!

Came back, got ready, and finally ended up going to the venue right about 7. Homeless Gospel Choir played first and they weren't too bad, then Thursday. Anthony Green came out for Understanding in a Car Crash and that was amazing. Love that for me.

Then My Chem came on. Guys, I say this with complete seriousness, I'm not exaggerating at all, I almost fainted when Mikey and Frank came on stage. I felt my knees going weak and my head spinning and I had to actively pull myself out of it. I was telling myself "I'm not missing this!!"

Love that we got a relatively normal Gerard outfit, pulling out the ol' Malibu Barbie shirt (is it just me at @thewordworrier who call it that?) but with the bloody gunshot wound makeup on his forehead. Frank had on his skeleton hoodie, Ray had on an untorn black t-shirt and distressed jeans, and Mikey, like Gerard, was wearing a sorta Hawaiian shirt. I am lowkey obsessed with that fact.

The drum said "Sounds good, I'm in." Frank said "I'm not okay dontcha know!" because he apparently like making fun of midwesterners. It's ok, I'll allow it.

They played Foundations into I'm Not Okay and it was amazing. Like fuck, the whole setlist was amazing. I'd have loved to hear Kids From Yesterday or Ghost of You, but honestly, I'm ok with not hearing them as well. I got Surrender the Night!! Dessert Song!! Famous Last Words!! I cried during WTTBP, which I guess I shouldn't be surprised about, especially since I've been seeing eagles all over the place today so yea. Very glad Cancer was not on the setlist. Thank you Frank.

Seeing Ray shred live has changed me. The sex appeal? I'm unable to describe it, it's overwhelming. Gerard dedicated Teenagers to his mailman. He loves his mailman. He also loves spaghetti soup. God, all I wanted was just random ass rambling, and I got it. Mikey was all over the stage and it was amazing, so much energy, so much joy. I love Mikey Way so much. Fuck.

It was absolutely perfect, it was exactly what I wanted and hoped it would be. I'm so at peace. That's how I feel, at peace, like something I've been waiting for forever has happened, and while I was worried that I'd feel... empty afterward, I instead feel renewed. Like a new lease on life now. I've seen my favorite band live. I've seen My Chemical Romance live. They were beautiful and amazing and I love them and I've seen them live. I've seen them live. I've seen my favorite band live. I don't have to worry about something going wrong anymore. I've seen My Chemical Romance live.

#mcrstpaul #mcr 2022 #my chemical romance

[seafoamchild]

april 15

life has been going by very quickly. i'm so busy all the time. the weather has been gorgeous and summery for a whole week. it's wild how much everyone's mood improves when the weather warms up for the first time after a long winter. the warm sun is truly healing! i've been stuck at work for most of the nice weather, but i did get to spend some time at the beach. i also got a group of coworkers to jump into the lake with me even though the water was FREEZING, and it was a very fun and memorable activity. the sun was out and we were all so happy to be there! and today i went on a gorgeous run. probably about 7 miles. i ran alongside the lake as the sun was setting, and it was lovely.

i've been so social lately. last month L came to visit me all the way from England, and we had so much fun together! we went out with my friends, saw Yo La Tengo, did acid and went to House on the Rock, drank cocktails, went to mad planet, and watched 90 day fiance. we laughed so much. and then we went to boston to stay with our friend E and we did more acid in Salem while walking around and looking at all the beautiful old houses, ate oysters on the waterfront, sat in the sun, and smoked weed in the cemetery like we were in high school. it was so fun. we went to rhode island too and just had a silly night out and ate a bunch of seafood. it was so nice to see them again. it had been more than 5 years! so that was a really fun way to reconnect.

i love spending time with friends and coworkers! honestly i think i'm a lot more extroverted than i believed i was - i've just had depression for so long that i thought i was an introvert. but my antidepressants are making me feel so much better. i'm not so weighed down by emotions that i don't understand. i'm not so irritable. i'm just happier and more carefree. things don't get to me quite as much. so that's been a really positive development in my life over the past few months.

i've spent an obscene amount of money on concert tickets for the near future - i'm seeing disturbed on my birthday, and then going to see the Dead at the gorge in washington for two nights, and then seeing beyonce in chicago. i'm really excited for all of those shows though. it's good to have things to look forward to. and i just saw aly & aj in chicago and their show was actually so good!

still not sure what to do in life, generally. i honestly really like working in the restaurant industry. i'm good at it, and it's social and active. i think i would die at a desk job. but the restaurant industry is also pretty stagnant. there's still so many places i want to go. i want to visit italy again, and i want to see more of south america. i want to go to yellowstone and the maine coast and the badlands. i want to go on a roadtrip, but not by myself. i don't want to be lonely. i want to be loved. i want to know that someone loves me as much as i love them. the changing of seasons has brought about a wave of nostalgia in me. i remember this time last year me and luke were planning our trip to maine. we were going on adventures outside. i was so unhappy, but i still feel a longing for those moments. it's strange how the brain works. i still miss luke. i miss having someone, i guess, in general. and i still see him all the time. it makes me think i just need to get out of here and find someone else. but i don't know where to go.

#journal