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l6ndrys · 1 year
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heyyy, i was hoping you could do an ethan imagine where he dates the hottest girl on the uni, and he discovers that she's really insecure about her boobs being too big, like sidney sweeney (im so insecure abt mine lol) and she gets so embarrassed when someone sexualizes her, specially jock guys etc, so ethan ends up punching one of them 😭😭 thank you <3
a/n : hi!! thank you for requesting!! hope you enjoy <33
this fic contains : cursing
don't blame me
ethan landry x fem!reader
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to say you were surprised when you got the text would be a lie. you knew about people's comments when you'd pass by and think you couldn't hear them. ethan knew too. you had to hold him back once when someone said something about you and your.. appearance. however, this time you weren't there to hold him back.
you walked into the main office, looking around for your boyfriend. spotting him on a bench outside one of the administrators' office, you walk over to him, "you're a dumbass, you know that? you could've gotten seriously hurt! that guy is twice your size!!" which was saying a lot, considering your boyfriend was definitely not on the scrawny side.
"he said some stupid shit about you and i couldn't just sit there and listen!" you rolled your eyes, gesturing to the bag of ice on his hand, "so you punched him? ethan, you can't just go and knock the shit out of people when they say stuff like that." it was his turn to roll his eyes.
you sigh, taking a seat next to him, "thank you, eth. even if you got in trouble and i'm definitely not happy with you right now, it means a lot." he knew that you had a hard time with your self image, especially because of what people said about you.
you eventually decided to head back to his dorm, greeting chad when you both walked in. "whoa what happened?" chad asked, motioning to the now almost-melted bag of ice on ethan's hand. "he punched the shit out of a guy who said some shit about me." you said, passing him to go towards the kitchen for fresh ice.
"damn, never thought you'd have that kind of anger in you landry. anyways i'm headin' to bed, don't do anything i wouldn't do" he said, leaving the kitchen/living room to the both of you. rolling your eyes at his comment, you took the bag from ethan, pouring out the rest of the melting ice. you walk over to the fridge, picking up a couple pieces of ice and putting them in the bag.
you turn, zipping it up and handing it to ethan. "you know i could've done that myself" he says, jokingly, "look, it's the only way of paying you back for basically protecting me. plus i'm your girlfriend, i'm kind of obligated to take care of you" you say, walking over to where he was leaning against the kitchen counter.
"you could always pay me back another way" he said, smiling. "oh is that so?" you say, returning the smile. he pulled you closer, leaning in. you lean in, connecting your lips. you pull away, "it's getting late, i should go"
"orrr you could spend the night?" you thought it over, considering your options. either you spend the night, and probably get the best nights sleep in your boyfriends' arms, or go home alone and in the dark. you didn't have class or any plans for tomorrow, "yeah i guess i could" he smiles at this, grabbing your hand with his non-bruised one, and pulling you towards his room.
you stop, making him stop and turn around to ask what was wrong, "thank you again for earlier. you didn't have to defend me like that" he huffs, "well then people shouldn't say shit about your boobs, then i wouldn't have to beat the shit out of them." you laugh, letting him pull you in for another kiss. you were glad you had someone who protected you like he did.
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snowykissesx · 1 year
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scream 6 spoilers + ethan being a lil psycho. suggestive, reader is into knife play and stuff
you were out of breath, you couldn’t find the courage to keep going. your legs were tired, and you could practically feel the soreness. you were sure your legs were about to fall off, they were practically jelly by now.
you have been running for ages, it felt like it would never stop. this psycho would eventually stop running after you, right? it’s been chasing you for the past 15 minutes.
in your peripheral vision, you see a alleyway. maybe you could have cut this crazy lunatic off, maybe get him off of your trail for a bit. you make a run for it into the alleyway, looking around for anywhere to hide. you see a big dumpster that wasn’t that visible in the moonlight, due to it’s dark colors.
you get down behind it, as quietly as you can. there were a few empty soda bottles you couldn’t help but kick around or step on, cringing every time you heard the noise that so perfectly ended the silence.
unfortunately for you, it wasn’t a busy night out tonight. occasionally you saw 6-7 people roaming the streets, but that was about it. it just made it a whole lot easier for this psycho to come chase you. you didn’t even know this person’s intentions. did it wanna kill you? was it gonna rob you? god only knows what it wanted from you, which made the experience a whole lot scarier.
you closed your eyes and hoped silently that it wouldn’t find you. you heard quiet steps roaming around you, hoping that it wasn’t this person in a ghost mask chasing you, and just some new yorkian.
suddenly, the footsteps you were one hearing, now seem alot quieter. you were silently fighting for your life. you were young, you didn’t want to die.
you jumped at the new feeling of metal tracing along your jawline. you opened your eyes to ser the same person who was chasing you, hovering above you.
“please, what do you want from me?” you said, distraught. a tear couldn’t help but roll down your cheek. you were beyond scared. “please don’t hurt me.”
suddenly, the masked person lets out a chuckle. you couldn’t help but hear that it was familiar. he didn’t respond to your pleas, and it only made you worry more. you felt the cold metal tracing along your skin, trail down to your neck. it was making a sort of motion, as one would do if they wanted to slice your throat. “you know, it’d be funny if i slit your throat right here, and just left you there, lifeless.”
you let out a whimper, and more tears rolled down your cheeks. no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t recognize the voice. you tried wiggling your way out, but the masked person grasped you with his free arm. his arm was laying on your lower stomach, causing you too groan.
suddenly, the person lifts up their mask, revealing a familar face. “et-ethan?!” he smiles. ethan was in your economics class. he seemed like the smartest and sweetest person in there. he was always quiet, unless he was answering one of the teacher’s questions. you didn’t understand how someone so sweet and quiet has been chasing you down with a knife for what has felt like for ever.
“you sweet, dumb thing.” ethan mutters. “what- what is wrong with you?! you’re a m-monster!” but, you’re body told otherwise. you’re face was red, and you could feel it heating up. you’re legs were trembling, and you could feel a pool inbetween your legs.
the knife that was once cold, started to heat up from the temperature of your skin. he was contemplating killing you, but he couldn’t bring himself too.
“if you say a word about this, you’re more dead than Laura Crane! do you understand.” his voice rose, and you flinched. you nodded and sobbed, not even gonna ask if he killed Laura too. “I und-understand.”
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poltoreveur · 4 months
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“He’s a villain! You only like him because he’s hot.”
Okay and?
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mrsaltieri-real · 10 months
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Ethan Landry as a Boyfriend Headcanons (SFW AND NSFW)
I was bored so rewatched Scream 6 and these just popped into my mind, hope you enjoy!
Warning/s: 18+, Fem!AFAB!Girlfriend, language, mentions of smut, oral, p in v, riding, sub!Ethan, begging, mentions of orgasm denial, degrading kink, praise kink, sweet and soft Ethan, you get the picture
Word count: approx 600
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SFW
Very, very clingy. Feels completely out of touch when he’s not around you. The boy will follow you around like a little lost puppy
Big on physical contact. He likes to always be holding your hand or have your arm tucked into his
Yah, he’s touch starved
He’s literally obsessed with you.
Like, to the point where it’s probably concerning to those around you
He’s a shy little bastard though
Gets overstimulated in large groups of people so will absolutely cling to you for dear life in malls
But he really likes going shopping with you and helping you pick out clothes
He absolutely LOVES when you play with his hair
He’ll lie with his head on your lap for hours just relishing in the feeling of your fingers running through his curls
Likes to fall asleep with you in his arms, or the other way round depending
He’s a big spoon little spoon switch for REAL
He blushes every time you pay him a compliment
“You look really nice today, baby”
INSTANTLY RED. How cute is he?
Bless his heart, he’s not a good cook at all so you’re the one who ends up doing the cooking
But he’ll try his best to help until you have to kick him out of the kitchen for somehow burning water
But he’ll sit at the table and watch you cook away with a big old smile on his face
Doesn’t really use pet names himself, but loves it when you call him “baby,” “babe,” and “honey.”
His love languages are quality time, physical touch and words of affirmation
He could sit and listen to you talk about your day forever
He’s the best to gossip with
“And then he told her to fuck off!”
“Shut up, no he didn’t? What happened next??“
Such a good boyfriend, right?
NSFW
He’s a needy little fucker
Like HONESTLY so fucking needy
Such a sub it’s not even funny
Two words: PUSSY WORSHIP
He’ll literally be begging to eat you out until you cum
Over and over again
Will always want to make sure you’ve had at least a couple of orgasms before he even gets his cock out
LOVES when you fuck his face, I don’t make the rules
Absolute master of eating pussy
Guys got the kind of mouth invented for going down
Loves messily sucking on your clit and getting your juices all over his face
He’s such a slut for you, he’d go out of his way to make you feel good
Don’t ask me why, but he’s a thigh and tits kinda guy and pussy obviously
He likes when you’re on top when having sex, completely dominating and taking full control
He himself doesn’t have a dominant bone in his body
Begs really prettily
He absolutely 100% whimpers
He’s so fucking vocal
Likes when you pull his hair when you’re fucking him
Really riles him up
Won’t say it, but loves to be denied of release
Actively wants you to deny him so that when you grant him permission, the satisfaction is just oh so much better
Again, won’t say it but he loves when you’re blowing him and after he already cums you keep sucking
THAT kind of over stimulation? He likes
He’ll be sobbing, saying “thank you, thank you” over and over again when you let him cum
Likes when you look into his eyes while blowing him too. Does all kinds of things to him
Goes absolutely wild when you praise him
He’s playing with your clit just right?
“You’re such a good boy, baby.”
He’d be trying not to bust then and there
He also loves being degraded
Call him pathetic and needy and he’ll be a whimpering mess, almost sobbing from your words and especially if you’re overstimulating him
But balance out the praise and degradation
He’s a very sensitive guy in more ways than one
When you’re riding him he’ll be gazing up at you, hands on your hips watching your tits bouncing and just feel like he’s in heaven
Loves loves loves when you touch yourself in front of him
Really enjoys lazy, early morning sex
But loves long sessions in the afternoon even more
As I said, deny him and he’ll last as long as he can
Don’t deny him? Baby will cum just from eating you out alone he fucking loves it
What can I say? He’d do anything that brings you pleasure. He’s just that kinda guy
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workinatdapyramid · 1 year
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pretty boy
jack champion headcannons <3
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m! speaks: we need more jack champion fics.. where’s the love for my baby boy :((((
* .・゜゜・  ・゜゜・.
posts you ALL the time like seriously this man cannot get enough of you
has to try every silly little tiktok trend on you ( even the filters )
“babe i promise this one is actually funny this time”
calls you baby (KMS)
takes you to all of his interviews
this man literally makes sure you bring snacks for him
“boys gotta eat” *shrugs*
PHYSICAL TOUCHHHHHHH
doesn’t matter where you are or who you are with, he always needs to be touching some part of your body
playing with your fingers while casually conversing with others
CLINNGGGGGYYYYYYYYY
refuses to take naps on the couch without you
when you finally agree to lay with him somehow he ends up knocking out on top of you
“jack i physically cannot breathe, get off”
“so you don’t love me anymore?”
brings you up ANYTIME ANYPLACE ( mainly interviews )
“who would you say is your go to person on set for advice?”
“if mason’s busy i’ll call my girlfriend until she answers. i could call her now if you want?”
follows you around like a damn puppy
he is a big simp for you and he knows it
HE HAS NO SHAME ABT IT
facetimes you everyyyyydayyyyy
“baby i miss you”
“jack i literally just left”
skincareeee queeeens
dedicated photo dumps of just you all over his feed
easily jealous.. if someone looks at you too long best believe he’s plotting
“i’ll kill him”
spam texts you while you’re asleep
jack 💗: wanna hear abt my day? i got to hang out with jenna and all of them today. it was sickkk
jack 💗: should i get pizza or tacos?
jack 💗: plot twist i got chic fil a
jack 💗: wyd rn????
jack 💗: y/nnnnnnnnnnn hellllooooooooooo
jack 💗: would you still date me if i was a worm?
y/n :)))) : jack it’s 1am
this man is sooo gooofy like cmon now
always gives you his hoodies
he loves when you wear his clothes
sends you every meme that pops on his fyp
he definitely has a playlist for you and every little date you’ve guys ever been on
will drag you to the gym with him just to keep him company
hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugsssss
his tall ass always leaning over you
flirting with you like there’s no tmr
dad jokes
always makes you laugh
loves your parents
he’s always offering to help your mom cook when he is over
calls trinity your guys adoptive daughter
always prefers being the little spoon
makes cringey couple tiktoks with you
EYE CONTACT ( mans can never not stare at you )
nose kisses
he literally adores you
* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
he’s so baby girl i love him so much ( prt 2???? )
might make a fic based on any of these ;) feel free to request in the comments or my ask box!!!! hope you guys enjoyed <3
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euaphora · 7 months
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hi sorry to ask but do you mind writing about more about Dave Lizewski (I think that’s how u spell it?)
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summary: usually he’s sweet and acts right, but today he wanted to act nonchalant towards you so had to remind him where he stands.
Before you two even dated, he would follow you at night from a distance and watch you through your window. If someone else saw it in any way they wanted, they’d think he was stalking you. Which wasn’t the case.
He would hurry up with any work needing done with the new weapons that were going to be used for the next mission and ran out the door just in time to see you get ready for bed. He had done this for months before you asked him to come over to do the project your teacher assigned you to do, leading on from there.
He hated that class but always seemed to be passing since he really had no one to talk with to get distracted with the work. Once he started talking to you more in that class, he would slip with his grades and even got into a small argument with his dad over him failing.
The morning after the argument with his dad, he felt so upset with everything, giving attitude towards everyone including his teachers which almost made him getting sent to detention—even though he was completely unfazed with the security guard taking him to the office after Dave insisted that he wasn’t going to do the work. Which that even got him more upset because his dad had to come in and have a conference meeting with the assistant principal. Around lunch time he sat across from you which made you ask him, “everything okay?”. He just shrugged his shoulders, which slight pissed you off. You went about your couple minutes left for lunch by eating you homemade pasta you have packed for the two of you—which he didn’t eat since he had been daydreaming on how he would get back at his teachers and father— you up from your small bento lunch kit bowl and see him staring down at a random stain on the table. You were so confused but mad that he didn’t even give an explanation.
He walks you to your next period after lunch was over but stayed quiet the entire time and just made small hums when you would ramble about your day.
He could never be mad at you but he would get quiet and just mumble little things to make sure you know he was listening. You fixated your for eyes up towards his hooded ones, “did you get enough sleep, baby?” you ask him while running your thumb across a small part of his forearm while the rest of your hand is wrapped around his left arm.
Walking towards his last period of the day, he gets pulled into an empty classroom and gets pinned to the wall, whatthefuck?
He sees you with your arms crossed and with a pouty look, making him smile a little. “What’s up with you?” He asks, trying to keep his act. Which only made you even more mad but you decided to take that to your advantage since apparently we are acting what we aren’t.
“I missed you . . so much in class, baby.” You say, voice getting softer with ever word as you slowly get on your knees. “Yeah?” He asked, looking down at you, getting the hint on what your going to do next. “Yeah, can I show you how much I love you?”
He just nods— pissing you off already with the ways he keeps trying to push his act even further— watching you pull his pants along with his briefs as you pull it out. He slightly groans as he watches you tease the tip then slipping his cock into your mouth. “Mmm— keep going, baby.”
Head game was so strong he felt his hips stutter while trying to shove more of him deep inside.
As soon as he says that, you pull him out your mouth— making him furrow his brows in confusion— looking down at your naked figure which just made him hard all over again as you watched his tip get a dark red shade and his cock bolt up again.
“W-why did you do that I thought-”
“What? You thought what, huh, that you were gonna be able to cum in my mouth with how filthy yours was when I asked if you were okay? No sweet boy, you don’t deserve anything. Especially after being so rude to me, you should feel bad for the way you acted towards me.”
You get off your knees and fix you makeup— all smudged from the amount of sucking you were doing which made everything come off— he watches you look at yourself in your small mirror while he’s leaned back against the teachers desk with his cock still out, giving it small strokes while he watches you.
“I never meant any of that, I was just…eing a dick and I’m sorry but please do something,” he says with those little whines he always makes at the end when you tease him, clearly referring to his little problem.
“Fine but we do this my way. Starting off with you on your knees this time.”
He must have heard you talking in some sort of secret morse code manner with the way his body was completely frozen, he watches you stand still— not moving an inch to prove to him you weren’t messing around— and slowly goes down to his knees while still making eye contact with you.
He automatically feels a hard sting across his right cheek and immediately holds it, looking up at you and furrows his brows. You just look down towards him and told your head. “This doesn’t even come close with the way you acted today.”
“Why did you have to slap-” then another one across his left cheek now,”you don’t seem to get what’s going on here david.”
He slightly widens his eyes at the name, “I messed up and I know that but don’t call me by my first name you know I hate when you do that.”
You kneel down to meet his eyes and wrap your hands around his tip as the pre-cum is being used as lube, “I’ll call you whatever I want and your just going to have to deal with it just like the way you acted the way you wanted to.”
He lets out a simple hum, approving of your previous mentions. It didn’t matter if he wasn’t mad mad at you from the start, he shouldn’t even be acting like that around you.
He quickly whines and start moving his upwards to create more friction. With your other clean hand you play with his curls in between your fingers and give him a warm smile before pulling harshly at his tip and harshly on his curls.
He doesn’t say anything this time but gives you a small smile before feeling your soft lips crash with his, following your lips once you pull away, “does that feel good, baby?”
“A-amazing but I’m almost close…” he whimpers out, breathe sounding heavy and pants coming out of him. Before you could tell him how good of a job he was doing you feel hot ropes of white liquid splatter all over your hands and thighs.
He slowly gets up and pulls out his hand, helping you by getting tissues off the teachers desk. “Im sorry for the way I acted, I had no right to put my anger out on you..even if I was just ignoring you, it still wasn’t right of me.”
You just give him a small nod and walk out.
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lexyscross · 1 year
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And what about it? 💅🏽
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dizscreams · 1 year
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Hii hii can I request a Jack Champion × actress reader where they react on some edits Abt the two of them in an interview and then one ship edit Abt them came out thank you so much
++ I luv your writing so much some times I go overboard by liking all of them sorry Abt that Have a great day/night
ur so sweet anon ty :( <3 I hope I understood this right 😭
Mesmerized — Jack Champion ★
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PAIRING: Jack Champion x gn!reader
TAGS: @beary-rambles @ashlesys-blog @wekiamo @wenvierismycomfort @aesthetixhoe @mbankfav @aqellano @dizzyscreams @c8rdigan @teyamsgirll @evanpeterswifeyy868
A/N: he’s so bf like he’s literallyy my bf?! I love my bf!! bf!! he’s so this song!!
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The producers for the interview you were doing didn’t tell you what the interview would be about. Both you and Jack just assumed it was a normal interview until you had to do the intro for the video. ‘Action!’
You wave, “Hi I’m y/n l/n!” Jack follows you and waves as well, “And I’m Jack Champion.” You both share a smile before quickly looking back at the camera, “And today we are going to be reacting to edits of ourselves.” Jacks eyes widen a bit before nodding slightly, “Lets do it.” “Lets do it,” you repeat.
Someone gives you a phone and tells you all you need to do is scroll and give commentary. “Jack, do you ever look at edits of yourself?” You ask him before clicking on the first video, you pause it before it starts to hear Jacks answer. “Uhh sometimes,” he laughs, “When I’m bored, or they’ll randomly appear on my for you page. What about you?” You smile a bit, “Same here. I also get tagged in a lot of them.” “Oohh yeah me too.”
“Shall we start?” You ask shaking the phone a little.
“We shall,” Jack responds with finger guns. You chuckle and start the first video, it’s an edit of Jack. It was of his Scream 6 character, Ethan Landry. Jack was blushing slightly when you had looked over at him. You giggled when the video ended, “Soo what’d you think?” He giggled with you, “People are really talented. I will say though I wasn’t expecting so many people to love Ethan. Especially because of.. the movie,” he said slowly.
You hum, “The movies been out a while I think you can say it.” He looks at you and then back at the camera, “I didn’t expect many people to love my character in Scream 6 because he’s a psychopathic murderer who chases people in a Ghostface mask,” He says in an accent and claps his hands together. You cover your mouth with your hand as you laugh. “Alright let’s move on, next!” Jack says smiling.
“Okay, here you can take the phone this time,” you tell him handing the phone to him. He takes it and scrolls down to the next edit, “I think it’s of you,” he whisper yells. You recognize the clip used as one in an interview you did only about a week ago. Jack looked at the video and then looked back at you while grinning. He seemed to be enjoying this a little too much, but you didn’t mind.
“Aw I liked that one,” you spoke up first.
“Me too,” Jack says as he stared at you. He liked the outfit you chose to wear today, he always admired your sense of style. He also liked the way you did your hair, it framed your face nicely. “Jack?” He cleared his throat, “Yeah? What?” You let out a confused laugh, “Were you listening?” His face turned red at the question, “uhhh-” You shake your head with a smile, “It’s okay, next edit!” You stick out your hand, signaling for him to give you the phone and he just looks at it.
You shake your hand and nod towards the phone a bit trying to be more clear and he tilts his head. You look at him and he looks like a lost puppy with his big brown eyes boring into yours. You smile a bit and lower your voice, “The phone, Jack.” “OH! Right yeah here,” he stumbles over his words as he hands you the phone. The light pink blush dusting his cheeks once again making him look even cuter than before.
“Okay and here we go,” you mutter. The video plays and at first it’s clips of Jack, you can recognize where some of the clips are from. A lot of them are from Avatar interviews, which makes sense. But then there’s clips of you and that causes your eyebrows to knit together slightly. Just a friendly edit, you presumed, but at the end of the video there’s a clip of you and Jack together.
It’s a clip from a little behind the scenes of Scream 6. The small moment was of Jack putting his arm around you while you were both in the backseat of a bus going to set that day. You smiled at the memory and the video came to an end, “That was cute.” He nodded in agreement, he had the same stupid smile on his face, “Yeah.” You took a peak at the comments, all of them were ship comments.
“They’d be so cute together!”
“Are we sure they aren’t dating?”
“The way they look at each other 🥹”
“I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE”
“There’s no way they aren’t dating”
Your smile got bigger and you handed Jack the phone with a quiet, “Your turn.”
The interview went on for a couple more minutes until they were satisfied with the length that the video would be. Then, it was time for the outro. “I’m y/n l/n,” Jack said and you followed his lead, “And I’m Jack Champion.”
“And you’re watching Disney Channel!”
“That’s not it, Jack-“
“And you’re watching Buzzfeed Celeb!”
“There you go. Thank you so much for watching..”
“And make sure to leave a like for more content like this,” he said finishing your sentence in a British accent.
“Cut! That was great, guys.”
You looked at Jack only to find him already looking at you, “You wanna go get lunch?” He asked already standing. “Of course.” You guys made your way out of the filming room and he made sure nobody was looking before he grabbed your hand, giving it a kiss,
“You don’t know how hard it was for me to stay quiet about our relationship. You looked so good, I just wanted to brag about how you were mine the whole time,” he said while pulling you in for a hug. You giggling and wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss, “We’ll tell them soon, babe.”
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coryosbaby · 1 year
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💘 Ethan with Bimbo! Reader <33 being roommates in college & you’re ALWAYS flirting with him <33
💘Your impossibly short pajamas that you wear around the house get even shorter as you two become closer. And eventually you switch to wearing JUST underwear and a t shirt.
💘Ethan never says anything about it, he’s not that kind of guy, but that doesn’t stop his eyes from wondering.
💘You play video games with him sometimes and sit down in his lap, pretty ass clad in a lacey thong and a band tee every time, making his face blush red and his pants get tight. You pretend not to notice, but you’re doing it on purpose!
💘(“You like Mario kart? I love Mario kart! Well, I love princess peach, anyway…”)
💘AAAAA he helps you with your work all the time <3 it’s a wonder how you got into college, really. He’s so so patient with you!! Knows how to teach you n help you through your work.
💘You make him a lot of bracelets and he wears every single one of them.
💘(“I made you this, E! You can wear it around your wrist or.. use it for anything you want, really!”)
💘Notices the pink diary you always carry around, grinning like crazy when he sees an open page with the words “Mrs. Landry” and “Ethan 💗” in pretty bold letters.
💘You take him to meet some of your friends, pulling his hand along as he nervously approaches. You absolutely gush over him.
💘“Hey guys. This is Ethan, he’s my roommate! Isn’t he cute?” And then running your hand through his curls and pressing a kiss to his blushing cheek.
💘He’s literally so crazy in love with you bye
@snixx2088
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beary-rambles · 1 year
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this video is so cute ☹️
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snowykissesx · 1 year
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this is so real
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poltoreveur · 4 months
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I could fix him but I kinda like him a little murderous and psychotic tho
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mrsaltieri-real · 9 months
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Like a Virgin pt3 (Virgin!Ethan Landry x Fem!AFAB!Reader)
Warnings/s: 18+, smut, p in v, langauge, riding, first time, degradation, established degradation kink, premature ejaculation, praise kink, oral, (fem receiving) squirting, face fucking, (Ethan’s a needy, greedy little fucker whose found a love in eating pussy)dom!reader, basically pure filth, brief mention of Richie’s death and his father snapping, etc
Length: 2.5k
Here’s the third and final part of this little series. I had a lot of fun writing this part. A. Lot. Probably the smuttiest thing I’ve ever fucking wrote and I had a lot of fun with it. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you again for this request, anon!
Read part 1 HERE
Read part 2 HERE
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Ethan couldn’t believe this was really happening. The last few years of his life were filled with nothing but pain and carnage. The grieving of his brother, his father snapping after the fact…
He knew why he was here, in the apartment you shared with Tara, Sam and unbeknownst to them, his sister. But in this moment, gazing up at your gorgeous face in awe as you gently rolled your hips across his slowly swelling cock, the feeling of your soft hands resting on his shoulders with your fingernails lightly digging into his creamy skin, all of that abandoned his mind completely. He just wanted to focus on you.
He felt anxious as he lifted his trembling hands to hesitantly rest them on your hips, feeling the tight arousal begin to slowly build up inside of him for the second time tonight. A small part of his brain was surprised that he was able to get hard again as his cock began to swell. Maybe you just had this kind of effect on him.
He’d wanted you for as long as he’d known you, craved you even. He’d been completely oblivious to the lingering looks and lustful gazes you had in turn been sending his way these last couple of weeks, although you had of course noticed his. Ethan was a lot of things but subtle was absolutely not one of them.
The feeling of your increasingly wet pussy sliding over him was already becoming almost too much for him to handle. You watched as his expression turned into one of pure concentration as his blunt fingernails dug into the soft skin of your hips and you let out a small laugh.
“You can’t cum just yet, you know? I’m not even fucking you.”
“I know.” He huffed a little, his voice strained. “It just feels really good.”
You smiled down at him, one hand moving from his chest as you lifted your hips, reaching between the two of you to grasp his cock in your hand, slowly guiding it to the entrance of your soaked hole. He let out a small whimper as he felt his tip gently rest just inside of you and your hand moved back to his chest, still hovering just above him.
“You ready?” You asked softly.
He wanted to move so badly, feel you envelop him entirely, squeezing and milking him. He had to stop himself, a sheen of sweat from the unbridled concentration beginning to form on his forehead and chest.
“Yes! Yes, just… please?” He spoke softly, utterly beautiful and almost already a complete mess.
“Please what?”
“Please take me.” He blurted out, unable to disguise his desperate need “Please take me.”
For some reason, him saying this made you let out a small groan, looking down at him with a deep want as you slowly, deliberately rolled your hips, sighing at the satisfying stretch as he slowly began to fill you. You watched his face all the while, his eyes fluttering and starting to roll back as his hands gripped your hips even tighter.
You are a dominating person, especially when it comes to sex. But this was Ethan’s first time and honestly, you didn’t want to overwhelm him. Not just yet, anyway. As you adjusted to him, you rocked your hips, sinking down onto him completely and making him let out a small, surprised gasp in the process as he felt your heat completely cover him
“Fuck,” you moaned gently, leaning back on top of him so he could see his cock buried inside of you.
Ethan’s eyes were now set on the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen; him completely engulfed by you. He stared, mouth slack as you began to grind and roll your hips, watching as his dick slid inside of your cunt with hungry eyes. “How’s it- fuck. How’s it feel?“ you asked, looking down at him with a small smirk.
“Oh- oh my god.” He was so sweetly hypnotised at the sight before him, feeling every part of your hot, wet cunt with his dick. It was almost too much.
“Look at me.” You demanded, leaning forward again to grip his hair between your fingers so he was forced to look at your face. As you did so, he felt your hard nipples graze over his and he shivered a little. “Tell me how it feels.”
“I- I can’t explain.” He gasped quickly, tensing up as he felt you very deliberately squeeze around him.
“Be a good boy and try. You’re my good boy, aren’t you Ethan?” Your face was inches away from his, one hand still gripping his hair and the other slowly moved between you and started circling your clit gently, applying the pressure that would make you squeeze him in just the way you knew he’d love. He let out a loud whimper at your praise and the tight, warm feeling, brown eyes huge and desperate.
“Yes, yes I’m your good boy, I promise.” He whispered shakily.
“Then tell me-“ another sharp grind of your ass made him almost begin to sob there and then. “- how it fucking feels.”
“Feels fucking amazing. You’re so tight. Squeezing me. I can’t- fuck-“ his voice was shaking and trailed off and you watched as his eyes screwed up and his hips thrust up into you, making you gasp and let out a surprised moan as he brushed that little spot deep inside of you with his tip. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have moved, I’m sorry, I just- god, I just-“ he began apologising, fast and rambling with his voice rising and falling with every collapse of your hips as he opened his eyes and tears from the stimulation began to spill down his cheeks. You let out a breathless laugh, moving to place your hand over his mouth.
“It’s okay, baby. You want me to stop?“
His voice was loud but muffled as he practically yelled, “No, no, please no!” from behind your hand, his desperation for you only turning you on even more.
“Look at you.” You almost scoffed a little, moving your hands from his mouth to wipe the pathetic tears that stained his cheeks. “You’re fucking crying? So needy, so pathetic.” You laughed down at him, sighing as your head fell back whilst you continued to bounce on top of him, clenching and unclenching your pussy with every fall. Some part of Ethan was surprised he enjoyed you calling him pathetic, the words only making him throb inside of you desperately.
You felt him twitch, laughing to yourself breathlessly and shaking your head at him. “You’re not to fucking cum, not yet. Understand?“ the pathetic whimper that fell from him as he looked up at you pleadingly was endearing as fuck and it made the feeling of your impending orgasm loom even closer.
“Understand?” You said again, more firmly this time and he bobbed his head a little, the series of broken whimpers still falling from his plump lips. “You’re not cumming until I do.” You told him. “Now, I want you to match me, okay?” He blinked a little, streaming eyes falling down to watch how you rolled your hips and he let out a soft huff as he, much more tentatively this time, bucked his hips up as yours came down. He felt proud of the intense moans that came out of you and he continued to thrust into you, feeling himself press into something hard that resulted in you letting out a loud, almost pornograpgic groan, feeling yourself clench around him even harder, your fingers still desperately rubbing at your clit. This ended up being the result of him uncontrollably beginning to twitch inside of you.
“Oh god… oh GOD.” His head fell back into the pillow as he began to unload inside of you, a series of downright delicious whimpers and moans falling out of him as he coated your walls. He trembled as a loud sob escaped his lips at the feeling of your cunt milking him, writhing as his hips stuttered and his eyes rolled back into his head.
“Oh, I’m sorry? Did I say you could cum?” You asked him. In all honesty, you weren’t at all mad. Seeing him like this, his curls sticking to his forehead from the sweat and his face twisted and him crying in pleasure was all the satisfaction you needed.
“I’m sorry.” He said in a small, slurred voice, his chest heaving as he gradually stopped twitching and writhing from under you, his cock slowly began to soften inside of you and throbbing dully. He suddenly blinked, realising what he’d done. “Oh.. you didn’t.. oh, fuck.” He felt angry at himself for not obeying you, not making you cum with his cock, but that was somewhat filtered out by the intense pleasure he was also feeling from his first time being that damn good.
“It’s alright, honey. Next time.” You lightly patted his cheek before climbing off of him and standing up, hearing him wince as his raw cock slid out of your dripping hole.
“No, no.” You could hear the frown in his voice and you turned down to face him, seeing him practically scramble across the bed to fall to his knees in front of you.
“What are you-“
“Let me?” He asked, eyes pleading as they flickered up to your face and to your leaking cunt, marvelling as he saw his cum spilling out of you. “Please let me?”
“I don’t know..” you sighed, raising an eyebrow down at him. “You didn’t listen to me when I told you not to cum. Why should I let you do this when you clearly want it so badly?”
“Please?” He begged again, eyes incapable of looking at anything else other than your pussy. “I can apologise better this way. Let me?”
You couldn’t help but smile down at him fondly.
“So fucking desperate, aren’t you? Wanting to eat your cum out of me and get me off.” He licked his lips a little, waiting almost impatiently for you to give him the go ahead.
“Fine then, get me off.”
He didn’t need anything more. His mouth latched eagerly to your swollen clit, almost making you fall backward. You gripped his shoulder for balance as he eagerly licked and sucked at your clit, cradling it between his soft lips. “Fuck, baby.” You sighed, lifting your leg and resting it over his shoulder so you could rest your hands in his hair, pushing his face against your cunt. His hands slid up your legs to grip your ass, holding him as close to you as possible as his tongue moved from your clit to delve into your hole that was stuffed with his cum. He moaned against you, tasting the mixture of both of your arousal on his tongue as he hungrily curled his tongue inside of you, looking up at your face to ensure it was okay.
“Mmm- fuckkkkk.” You moaned out, head falling back. Now he was past the shy, awkward stage and was now intensely eager and more confident in eating you out, the feeling was almost indescribable. His tongue was soft and velvety as you rocked your hips on his face yet again, his nose softly bumping against your clit. “Fucking filthy boy.” You murmured, fingers twisting in his hair as your head fell forward to look down at him. “Eating me so good, aren’t you baby? Making me feel fucking amazing.” He huffed eagerly against your cunt at your praise, moaning loudly against you as you began to grind your hips faster. “Use your fingers and rub my clit.” You instructed, feeling the coil inside of you close to snapping.
He moved his hand from your ass to do just that, his fingers sloppily running over your swollen bundle of nerves. This tipped you over the edge, your fingers yanking at his hair as you panted and moaned, uncontrollably grinding your pussy all over his face. He tried to keep up with the movements, not wanting to miss out on even a drop of your sweet juices as you let out a sound not even you had heard before and began twitching and writhing above him. Your sudden unexpected movements startled him a little and he began to move back from your pussy, eyes almost alarmed.
“Don’t stop, don’t you fucking dare stop.” You almost shouted, grabbing the back of his head and forcing his face back to your quivering cunt. He obliged, attaching his lips to your clit once again and sucking nice and hard, humming softly against you and sending vibrations through your core.
“Oh, fuck baby, fuck yes.” You cried out, legs trembling as you not only came practically sobbing Ethan’s name as you rode and fucked his pretty face, but did something that had never happened before. You weren’t sure if it was because he was genuinely good, or the fact it was the knowledge that the guy hungrily sucking at your clit was Ethan, but something inside you snapped and you began squirting against his mouth as your whole body convulsed, a series of loud and unfiltered cries of pure ecstasy falling through your lips.
Ethan greedily lapped up your spraying juices, eyes still wide in surprise as he felt and swallowed how much came out of you.
You were shaking and still twitching as Ethan finished licking happily until you were clean and finished, smiling proudly in front of you as your leg dropped from his shoulder and you stumbled a little to sit on your bed.
“Jesus.” You sighed out, body still trembling uncontrollably.
“Are you okay?” His proud expression suddenly switched up to concern as he shuffled closer to you on his knees, resting a large hand on your shaking knee. “Oh, god did I hurt you? Was I not supposed to-“
“Shh, baby.” You said softly, smiling weakly and resting a shaky hand on his cheek. He leaned into it happily, his eyes closing at your touch. “I’m fine. I’ve just… never cum like that before.”
“Really?” He looked almost smug and you let out a small breathless laugh.
“Yeah, really. Don’t look like that.” You scolded him playfully before falling back onto your bed, trying to steady your breathing.
You felt the bed dip and then watched him as he laid down next to you, looking at your face all the while. You chuckled a little, lifting your hand to gently wipe your leftover arousal and his dried up tears from his chin and cheeks.
“Are you okay? This being your first time and all?”
“Oh, are you kidding?” The smile that broke across his face was infectious. “That was..wow. I don’t even think I can explain it.” His eyes were still huge and wild, glinting in the dim light. You rolled over so you were on your stomach, leaning over him to kiss him gently on his swollen lips. “You’re a good teacher.” He said as you pulled away a little to look at him.
“You’re a good student. Very obedient.” Your tone was approving and it made him grin happily.
“I liked doing what you told me.” He admitted almost shyly. “And I liked other stuff too.”
“What other stuff?” You pressed him, suddenly curious.
“Like when you uh…” he trailed off, shaking his head a little. “No, it doesn’t matter.”
“Come on,” you cupped his cheek in your hand, pulling his face back to look at you. “I’m not gonna judge you, what did you like?”
Ethan sighed a little. He couldn’t say no to you anymore, it just wasn’t possible.
“When you said I was… needy.” He spoke in a small hesitant voice. “… and pathetic.”
You raised your eyebrows at him a little, feeling oddly charmed by his little confession. “You liked that, hm?”
He nodded shyly, eyes still looking into yours. “More than I thought I would.”
“Well,” you said thoughtfully. “Maybe next time we can see what else you like.”
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bisexual-horror-fan · 10 months
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Okay I saw you want more submits talking about pure filth so I had an idea.
I honestly feel like Ethan Landry would be like seriously into pussy worship. Like he’d want to go down on you all of the fucking time but like in a very submissive way? I’m talking him on his knees while your stood up with your hands in his hair, pulling his face into your pussy and fully grinding all over his face. He’ll do it till he can’t fucking breathe anymore with tears literally rolling down his face but he just can’t get enough of it and he’d 100 percent cum just from eating you out without you even needing to touch him.
Just popped into my mind and who best to share this idea with than the smut queen?
Smut queen eh? How sweet are you! 
For real, you got inside my head Anon so fuck it. You get to have a piece. This is what I am talking about, requests are closed but if you send in something that sparks the inspo then my brain will RUN with it! Ethan has a mouth made for eating pussy, those lips are built to cradle clit I swear to God. I did this all in one go, so let’s go!
Rating. Explicit. Length. 1.4K. Ethan Landry X AFAB! Reader. Warnings: Ethan Is A Needy Slut. Begging. Eating Out. Pussy Worship. Praise. Dirty Talk. Crying. Grinding. Face fucking. Premature Ejaculation. Ethan Creams His Jeans Hands Free. 
Pay Your Respects.
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You don’t think you have ever met a guy as needy as Ethan Landry, hell you aren’t sure there is any man you haven’t met who could top him in that regard. He wants, he pines, he craves and he begs so fucking prettily, just like he is right now. He was going to come over and you knew he would be there soon, you thought you had enough time for a shower, you miscalculated, which meant that he came over before you could, still wrapped in your robe before you could clean up. You let him in and as soon as the door closed he was on you, poor thing couldn’t hold back, needed to kiss you by way of greeting. 
It makes you laugh against his mouth, saying a playful and amused, “Hey there-”, between kisses. He returned the greeting, far more out of breath than you were, “Hi.” 
It had been all of two days since you saw each other but he was acting like it was a month apart. You returned his affection, pressing nearer, arms wrapped around his neck, leaning up, fervent presses of your mouths together, teases of tongue before you break it, pull away and ask, “How are you?”
“M’ fine.” It was a lie. He looks so upset that you weren’t still kissing him, a look akin to a kicked puppy, sad eyes and a pout that could break almost anyone's heart, make whomever want to give him whatever he wanted to put a smile back on his face. He has something in mind, the short clipped answers and his overall body language communicating that. You asked, “You don’t wanna talk?” 
A shake of his head and you hum, “Hmm what could you want,-” His hands are on your waist and your fingers toy with the soft curls at the base of his neck, “-what could you want…”
He had been holding eye contact with you the whole time you stopped kissing him but now he breaks it, eyes dropping down, a brief flick that you catch. Corners of your lips quirk up and you let him go, your hands slide down and you start to open your robe, you ask quietly, “Have you eaten?”
“No.” He responds quickly, his eyes watching every single move of your fingers, watching you untie the belt, pull aside plush pastel fabric, enjoying every single inch of skin that is revealed to him. 
“Are you hungry?” 
“Starved.” He admits, voice clearly strained and you grin at how needy he is just seeing your body partially exposed. 
“Get on your knees.” 
He drops down so quickly that you are sure it hurts his knees. You slip off the robe, let it pool around your feet and his hands are on your hips, he is dipping his head and moving so fast and you tell him, “Wait!”
He suppresses a whine, big brown eyes staring up at you, positively pleading and you lead him, commanding, “Slow down.”
Doing as directed he takes it slower, leans in, moving lower, his hand slides down your hip, over your ass, under your thigh he pulls, giving him more access to you. Lips meet near your knee and he starts to kiss up your inner thigh, looking up at you the entire time, gauging your reaction, waiting, hoping that you will give him the go ahead. "Please?"
"Please what?" You ask and he asks again, "Please let me eat you out? Let me make you cum. I'm dying, I need it-"
You let him squirm, wait until he is literally doing so, lips so close to where he wants and where you do too, when you finally say, “Go ahead.”
His mouth latches onto you so fucking fast. 
You abandoned shame in regards to him eating you out before you can shower a long time ago. He seemed to love it much more that way, the reaction he has to the natural smell of you is as if he gets high on it, the taste of you better than any meal. That first swipe of his tongue through your folds he moans loudly, pornographic, desperate. Your leg ends up over his shoulder, your fingers buried in his hair as he settles in, finds his rhythm, he is so fucking good at this. He wants nothing more than to please you, to worship you, show all of the reverence a human being can solely with his tongue buried in your cunt. 
A roll of your hips, grinding against his face, you pull on his hair, hard, he groans as you yank him nearer, bringing him closer. He loves to tongue fuck you and his enthusiasm makes you love it too, him trying to get himself as deep as he can in you while you grind your engorged clit against his nose, the pleasure spikes with every push of your hips and flex of his tongue. Your head falls back as you moan his name and his head is swimming, he is painfully hard in his jeans, aching, trying to keep breathing but he wants to please you more. You fucking his face like this makes it no easy task but he doesn’t care, he just wants you to cum on his face, it’s more important than air. 
He feels how you pulse on his tongue, getting wetter, leaking down his chin, you shiver, tugging on his hair, panting and moans getting louder and louder. He feels light headed, he isn’t giving up, he works harder, he takes your direction further. You lead him, jerking his head up by his hair, he sucks your clit deeply and he can tell you are nearly there, close to cumming in front of the door of your apartment. 
“Ethan, fuck, such a good boy, m’ so-so close. Don’t stop!” You rush it out on a single exhale, you gasp after that, back starting to arch and he knows, it is almost like he can feel it, feel your impending orgasm, as if it is giving him pleasure too, his tied to yours.
Bucking his own hips as he sucks and licks. It hurts, he needs to get his pants open but he is helping support you, he can’t let you fall or lose your orgasm, not after all this hard work, he just can’t, it’s unthinkable. He is grinding against the seam of his jeans and the zipper, it hurts but the stimulation even if it is painful, it isn’t all hurt, the undercurrent of pleasure and pressure, the sounds you make, your taste and you being so near to your end does it. 
He overflows in more ways than one.
He cries, tears spill down his cheeks from his own release happening in his pants, overstimulating, achy and unsatisfying as well as the lack of air. The load is impressive, his underwear feels uncomfortably plastered to his skin but he doesn’t think of any of that. He is focused on you, the fact that you are now cumming on his tongue at the tail end of his own ruined orgasm. You are panting out his name and he wishes he could have that on a tape to listen to on repeat. He loves how you say his name as you draw out every ounce of your climax on his tongue.
You finally, finally come down, your hips stop, you aren’t grinding now, no longer fucking his face, sucking down a deep breath trying to regain some composure. He gasps for air and it makes you look down at him for the first time in several minutes, his face is soaked. Slick, drool, tears, lips parted, hair a wreck, he looks blissed out and totally happy, the definition of pussy drunk. 
“Awe my poor little crybaby.” You say fondly around a laugh, light, musical, your leg comes down off his shoulder, confident you can stand on your own legs safely, “You okay honey?”
He nods, your hand slips from his hair and goes down his face, you cup his cheek and he leans into your touch, half smile on his face as he noses against your palm. Your thumb swipes over his bottom lip before you tilt his chin up, “You did amazing, you want your turn now?”
His eyes had closed in contentment from you touching him but upon you saying that they fly back open, “Uhh, no, no I’m okay-”
He shifts and you notice he looks uncomfortable and that is when you catch the wet spot on his jeans. You could tease him, you could be mean, instead you offer, “You wanna join me in the shower?” 
Ethan jumps at the chance. He doesn’t know what he will change into after the shower but getting to help you clean up and the prospect that maybe he can go back down for seconds makes any other thought impossible.
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godletmebeanf1wag · 1 year
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Me fighting the most diabolical, heinous, toe-curling, back arching, leg twitching urge to scream when my favourite male is on screen:
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reinerszn · 11 months
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teasing sub!ethan would be so cute :(( room filled with his whimpers and sobs as his hands were restrained by the handcuffs you had so delicately put on him. his hips continue to buck up, fucking your hand so desperately because he wants to cum so badly!!! tears stream down his face, staining his pretty cheeks. his eyes are shut and his head is tilted back, slick of sweat covering his whole body as he tried so hard.
“momma please… need your cunt around me so bad,” he’d breathe out, panting and head dizzy. he pouts as he realizes that he’s still in his restraints, “momma needa get out..” his whines were like music to your ears. “not so fast e. wanna see how long you can go without my cunt,” you coo as your hands were squeezed around the base of his achy cock. “please please please.. mommaaa..” he’d babble out, too much in a haze to form any coherent sentences. his abdomen was clenched tightly, still frantically snapping his hips up. he looked so pretty beneath you like this.
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