Since it seems everyone is as horny as I am about men cumming quickly, let’s keep talking about it 🤤
The very second your lips touch Bucky’s, you feel how eager he is already. His lips are warm and plump and slick and insistent, gliding against your own with a hunger you can only hope to match.
His hands trail over your body, touching you with an urgency you’re very much enjoying. His fingertips dig in a little, making you feel like he craves you and it’s entirely dizzying.
“This isn’t fair. You get me so worked up.” He’s practically panting through kisses to your neck, nipping and biting his way to your breasts, encased in the pretty lace he picked out for you.
The thick outline of his cock is more than distracting and even in the dim bedroom light, you notice the sheen of precum that has soaked through his thin underwear.
He kisses your breasts tenderly, not removing your bra just yet. He wants to enjoy it; he wants to be able to call on the memory whenever he needs it.
“Fucking perfect.” He moans, letting his hand trail between your thighs, finding you wetter than he could’ve dreamed.
“Not yet.” You tease, removing his hand and sinking to your knees in front of him, pulling his underwear down his toned legs. His hard length bobs in front of your face, the tip wet with his own arousal and your mouth waters at the thought.
“Prove you can handle my pussy. Show me you deserve it.” Your hand wraps around the base of his cock while your tongue flicks against the tip, savouring the taste of him.
You pump your hand in time with your mouth, pausing every now and again to take as much of him as you can.
Your soft moans are nothing compared to his.
Fuck, he’s lost in the feeling of your warm, wet, sinful mouth and the thought of you swallowing his load.
“Babe please, slow down.” You hear him moan and it makes slowing down the last thing on your mind.
“Don’t you dare.” You take just a second to breathe before you’re back to stroking and sucking his faster than before. He’s not going to last. He knows it. So do you. That’s exactly what you want.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He groans, desperately trying not to but that’s hard when he’s watching your pretty face and focusing on the way your lips look wrapped around his dick.
It’s a toss up. In your mouth or over your face? It hardly matters when you have him exactly where you want him.
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Y'all good with a 2 AM ask-answering spam? 🤭
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No Guiding Light update today y’all 😭 I was out of town last week, and have been fighting a viral infection all this week. I have the outline of Chapter 6 done but this one will be a challenge for me. So you can expect the next update in a couple weeks! ✨
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Okay so I have been thinking about who of our Avisos bois has the most decent handwriting. I personally would tend to Bael or Naberius. But I really don’t know 👀. I‘m not including their wandering King cause we were able to get a glimpse of it during the last event 👀
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All of my clothes on my trip got bigger and yet the scale says I weigh 7 pounds more than when I left.
I can’t let this affect me like this anymore. It’s just really hard not to slip into that mode here with everyone obsessed with judging each other.
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i now present to you....the long-awaited pumpkin patch fic:
Ellie shakes his arm off as they approach the actual pumpkin patch, her eyes narrowing as she assesses the scene of stray pumpkins, abandoned vines, rows and rows of their Jackson neighbors walking through the area. She jumps down before they officially come to a complete stop, even though Joel uselessly tries to tell her to sit her ass down until it’s time.
“Holy shit, Joel! Look at these fucking pumpkins!” she says with all the childlike wonder one could possibly emit between curse words. She takes off before he can berate her for her language, but it would have just been for show anyway.
or, the pumpkin patch fic i dreamt up one day while listening to "the best day" (taylor's version) by taylor swift.
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i don’t want to get up i don’t want to go to work
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