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tawneybel · 8 months

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Imagine making it to the final round and two of the Pink Soldiers take turns eating your pussy, during the dinner, to show their “gratitude.”

Of course they’re the Circle guys.

“So,” you mumbled, “are the Triangles and Squares too good for this?”

The guard with his nose currently mashed against your clit, presumably unmasked under the table, licked harder. Desperate to please. Good soldier. Your fellow players were too engrossed with their plates to notice you getting head. No one else was. Or had, as far as you knew.

“I mean, the table’s triangular.” You waved your fork, before thinking better of making conspicuous gestures. It was hard to resist slamming the utensil down. “Or are Triangle Masks only interested in penetration?”

Your other admirer subtly tapped his friend. Indicating his turn to pleasure you. And he tried. But eating in this situation was hard enough. Getting eaten…

The second Circle was sloppier. Treating giving brain like a make-out session. He wasted no time in pushing his tongue inside. Latching his lips onto yours. Increasingly wet, you still knew you couldn’t finish in such a faux romantic setting. Sighing, you decided to enjoy dinner in peace. The tap on his shoulder didn’t quite stop his administrations. His mouth popped open, anticipating your gracious slick. A tap to the forehead informed him he was relieved of his duties.

He actually took off his mask for me.

It was flattering. (The other guy just pushed his up.) But you wished they’d acted on their crushes five games ago. Six, even. Though you weren’t sure what they could have done about those rounds of ddakji. At that point, you wouldn’t have let mysterious masked men muff dive. Well, not without someone buying dinner first.

Speaking of… you remembered where you were. Better focus on eating in, not eating out.

Later, when the other players were a safe distance ahead of you on the walk back, a Square Mask matched your step.

“Make your way to the hallway after lights out.” Gloved fingers brushed your hip. “We will make sure you finish this time.”

Should you have been more excited by his promise of “we” or “will”?

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goldenpinof · 2 months

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"who is the real Dan Howell?" or dnp talking about blowing each other for 14 mins

#dan and phil #no for real. someone should make a comp within this video only #cunnilingus/pleasing husband being similar + stuff coming out your nose + dr pepper + hiding teeth + come come come in endscreen #i probably miss something so better rewatch #but my god. it's already too much for 1 video #dnpgames

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allgremlinart · 3 months

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(suggestive below cut)

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#allgremlinart #jetko #menstruation k/nk #blood #cunnilingus. you get the gist.#full pic on twt as always

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tawneybel · 1 year

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Note: Imgflip hasn't been working for me. Good thing MBV's not too obscure.

Imagine the Miner feeling bad about how you got freaked out by a fresh corpse, so he decides to apologize by helping you wash off the blood.

Why do you seem so reluctant to be escorted to the showers? There’s no one else (living) here. And he’s not taking his miner gear off. Harry doesn’t want you to think he an ulterior motive. Why were you here, anyway?

Revenge was his main objective that night, but he’d been admiring you from afar a little. No valentine for ______ this year. At least, not until later. When the Miner had exacted his revenge, your affection was next. Everything about you was dulcet. Of course you’d make the perfect sweetheart. You were the sweetest thing in Valentine Bluffs.

So it shouldn’t surprise him if someone else had sunk their teeth into you. If they had, you’d been discreet about it. Good girl. If there was even anyone else in the picture.

Harry gazed upon your glum face. His pickaxe was lying maybe ten meters away. His hands (gloved) were upon your cheeks, not your neck. How he longed to caress them and kiss it! You clearly weren’t a target. That was the problem. Not one shot at your heart.

Well, the Miner thought as he removed a glove, revenge could wait.

The reverse V-sign caught you off guard.

“Victory?”

No. He moved his hand, the mask’s tube between his middle and index fingers.

“You want to…?”

Your secret admirer used his other hand to indicate it wasn’t just his tongue that wanted to make your acquaintance that evening.

“You want to take a shower first?”

At least he was kind enough to take you away from the hooked bodies. The Miner shook his head.

“You want me to take a shower first?”

Honestly, you looked pretty bathed in blood, but Harry really wanted to see you wet. And he would see you wet, if only you’d let him. Judging by the way your thighs rubbed together, you were getting there.

He tilted his head. Then shrugged before getting on his knees.

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wibbley-wobble · 10 months

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