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teddybeartoji · 3 months

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Ja te laisserai des mots by Patrick Watson

I’ll leave you words

Underneath your door

Underneath the singing moon

Near the place where your feet pass by

Hidden in the holes of wintertime

And when you’re alone for a moment

Kiss me

Whenever you want

I choose this because it reminds him of the sweet devotion Suguru holds for his love. I see him as an eternal romantic for his wife.

Together by The XX

"I know to be there

When and where, I'll be there

You know what's to be said

We said out loud, we never said" and

"You said you don't have to speak

I can hear you

I can't feel all the things you've ever felt before

I said it's been a long time

Since someone looked at me that way

It's like you knew me

And all the things I couldn't say

Together, to be"

In short words this explains a bit of their shared understanding for each other's soul and hearts. "It's like you knew me". Also represents the built trust. It's a soft song. And at the end "Together, to be" resonates sweetly. Two hearts finding each other in the immensity of this universe. And they become one.

Le Temps de l'Amour by Françoise Hardy

It's the season of love, the time for friends and adventure

As time comes and goes, we don't worry about anything despite our wounds

For the season of love is both long and short

It lasts forever, we remember it

Because their love lasts forever. This has an old song vibe, haha. I can see them dancing in a cold morning while the sun is shyly rising in the sky. It smells like home. Suguru has his hair tied up in a messy bun, hair strands falling on his face and shoulders. He is carefree, slow dancing with reader to this song. It's one of those 'let go's moments in the comfort of your partner. His eyes close here and there taking all the sensations in. His body moves taking up space in the room. A soft smile on his face. He is simply in his element. And you're in love.

And as for Suguru himself

Cloudberry (lost wishes) by The Cure I think it's the type of song he'd listen to when alone. It's an instrumental song.

I brought you softer, more romantic songs because I think it fits their love story. Hope you enjoy it. And yeah!!!!!! Feeding from the bourgeoisie!!! I personally love this idea because it's very much me. lmao. Fuck the rich and all of that. Suguru working with art is so sweet. To be able to do your hearts desire without the strings of working to survive type of thing. To see him enjoy himself truly and follow his passions. Oh. It's a gift. Because 'he deserves everything in the world'. You are so right. Thank you!! Hope you enjoy the songs <3. I'm in love with these boys.

HI MOMO MY SWEETHEART!!!!

i. fucking. love. these. songs. AND I REALLY MEAN THAT!!!!! they're so cute and they fit them sooo so well!!! thank you for sending me these!!!

ja te laisserai des mots -HE IS AN ETERNAL ROMANTIC 1000000% and this is so fitting for him. "kiss me; whenever you want."

together - "TOGETHER, TO BE." WHAT THE FUCK MOMO..... it's perfect. (i might've made a draft for them with this as the caption). it's literally perfect i have no other words for it. thank you for sharing this with me momo it really means a lot

le temps de l'amour -oh this one is so sweet!!!!! "a soft smile on his face. he is simply in his element. and you're in love." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i'm crying. i really see it in my head too - the smile, the closed eyes, the hands clasped together, the marks of your love blooming on his neck mmmmmmm

cloudberry - YOU'RE SOOO RIGHT!!!! i can totally see him listening to this while watching the moon, watching the branches sway in the night breeze. mmmmm in his comfy little sweater too.

and i present you with!!! gymnopédie no. 1 by erik satie - i don't know i just really picture this playing in the background as they drink their coffee and eat their breakfast and talk about what their plans are. how sugu is gonna paint and read and how the reader is gonna have a spa day for themselves. how they're gonna go to the museum together later. what they're planning on wearing to the next rich asshole's party. they're holding hands as they're talking. reader's thumb swipes across the back of his hand and he leans down to press his lips the their cheek. it's home.

FUCKKK THE RICHHH. i'm glad u agree. and i'm sooooo in love with the museum idea the more i think of it...... i think it really suits him. and ari put the idea of him painting and putting his art on the walls too...... i think he'd be very shy about that at first but then you convince him to do it. that the world needs to his art. to see what he makes with his hands. with his heart.

THANK YOU AGAIN MOMO<3333 i truly am so so happy you're apart of the little vampire universe with me!!! please if u ever have any more thoughts my inbox is open and i have massive fucking ears!!!!!

#i love my vamps so muchhh #wowwww #it feels so easy to talk about them too #like i don't even have to think about it #it just writes itself #momo <3 #friends!!#mickey can't stop thinking

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microwaving-tesilid-argente · 7 months

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CHAPTER 159

#s-class heroine spoilers #THERES SOOO MUCHHH!!! ❤️💕❤️💕❤️#HESTIO AND EPHAEL1!!!!! ❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️❤️❤️#ephael blabbing about wanting to marry a rich noblewoman he is so funny?!?!??? dont just say that!!!#'terry shut him up' 'yes' HWJFKRKWOXNSDKDKK #'can i call you bro instead of brother' 'no'#PRINZ!!!!!! ❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️#prinz having captured the hearts of both princes!!!!!!#funniest shit ever #him avoiding them #bet ailette advised him to do that tbh #also both ligares and tesilid being soft for the pink haired siblings 😊 i see #if all the top cadets were called then surely raywin is there too?#so excited!!!! everyone is here! even reed!! grand reunion #wait nvm i misread i think tesilid said ok to ash calling him bro???#idk english is weird

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trixstriforce · 2 years

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Dichotomy of Destiny is the type of au where theres a lot of rlly intense lore but i shove it to the bg bc my heads too full of how cute marin is in the au....shes like lore relevant but i never even focus on the lore stuff she does i just think about her and go yes queen good job keep girlbossing

#trix posts #dichotomy of destiny au #I LOVE HER OK???#shes sooo good #other characters r there too ig....:eye_roll:#marin #no one even knows her lore bc i keep changing it so muchhh #her original protryal was SO different im glad i changed it tho #like as a core character they r the same but here she has more agency and is technically more important than her link #its like a jesus vs god type situation #that os a weird as fuck anology out of context but they essentially created a cult so it makes more sense if u knew more #about her and link here also ravio too ig #its wierd to just bring out ravio but hes actually more relvant in relation to marin than to his own link i think at this point #rabbits man.

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tanzoshi · 2 years

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@caemthe said ; 1 & 12 for heshi / 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐄.

1. What made you pick up this character?

TO BE COMPLETELY HONEST- I used to be completely indifferent to Heshi; I also didn’t know anything about his story either, like I saw him and didn’t really think much about him??; he was just another sword from the game and that was pretty much it, that was until I started seeing him more and more on my pinterest dash, like;; really cool fanart of him (and also fanart that drew him very handsome) and you know how pinterest works- once you save one (1) pic of something, it starts recommending you more and more content about said thing you liked, so that happened with Heshi, and I kept saving fanart that appeared of him on my touken ranbu folder until it was stacked with Heshi and that was when it hit me- ‘oh boi! I HAVE to know about this sword!’- and so I read his character info on the wiki, his dialogue lines, the way touken interpreted him + his actual story and I just fell deep man- NOW ITS HESHIKIRI HASEBE LOVE HOURS ALWAYS FR FR- 😭😭✊

talking a lil more seriously (?) and putting to the side my simpage, I think the way in which the game decided to interpret his character based on the actual sword’s story is pretty dang cool!! One of the many things I love about heshi is how complex his inner emotions are; a direct example of this is shown through the way in which he views his previous master; because sure, in the anime and in the game he shows us only one version of his feelings when in reality, his feelings in regards to Oda go much deeper than just ‘hating’ him bc of the way Oda was; and this is shown really well in the anime; how the fact he remembers Oda in such a bitter manner has nothing to do with Oda’s character itself ( in the sense that this bitterness does not revolve around Oda’s morals and the way he carried himself when he was his master as heshi mentions to us in game that he is willing to do anything for us ‘ What shall I do for you? Retainer killing? Temple burning? By all means, take your pick.’ <-- Which shows us that Heshikiri is very duty bound and leans more on the side of having rather ambiguous morals so long they fit his master's wishes which again, proves that his bitterness does not come from the way Oda’s character was ) but rather; what Oda did with him; how this loyalty and dedication he had for his master suddenly seems to get thrown straight out of the window the moment Oda gave him away to the Kuroda family. This event really hits him, so much that even thought the Kuroda clan took great care of him, ( as his current manifestation ), he is still left with big abandonment issues and resentment towards his old master;

the truth to all of this is that Heshikiri truly wanted to remain by his master’s side despite all, and from his perspective (at least pre-kiwame) he never once considers the fact that Oda gave him away as a gift rather than having just discarded him as if he was nothing. Another interesting thing is how once you send him to his kiwame training, he undergoes through his own character development where he comes to terms with this truth and is able to put a sort of closure to his past that was weighting on him

“As I ended up specifically being sent to Azuchi, confronting that man is a situation that I cannot avoid. Or rather, is it possible that I can only find my true strength by overcoming that man?”

Now that I've confronted that man, I feel... somewhat let down. The reason I was gifted to the Kuroda family. Even though I have always thought about it. ....That man, he was cautious of Josui-sama's quick wit. I was given as an offering of good will. Of course, if that is so, I was definitely a rather important necessity.

I briefly mentioned it up there but I also find it interesting how despite how proper and meticulous he is, which are traits that oftentimes get associated with ‘rightfulness’ when it comes to characters; his character is pretty morally gray- in the sense that whether his master is right of wrong seems to be of little importance to him as no matter the order his master gives him, chances are that he will follow them with precision- in a way he’s kind of like a ‘i’ll walk through fire for you’ kind of character, which I think is interesting when you take in consideration that his character seems to have been influenced by servants or the concept of servitude as his dialogue lines tend to imply such, this is perhaps a reference to the story that gave him the name ‘Heshikiri’ ( which can be translated to "pressure slash" ) which involved a servant making a mistake which ended up consting him his life- or well that’s the idea that crossed my mind when i thought aobut it.

12. What would you say is the most unique trait about your character?

I think one of Heshi’s key traits is his undying loyalty, tho sometimes it tends to go to such extremes that a lot of times it ends up being rather unhealthy on his end, simply because he truly puts himself on the last place and puts important people to him reaaally high up. You can see this clealy on the dialogue line he says when his sword breaks;

‘ Is this the end... I wonder, even if I'm no longer here... will the Master's order be fulfilled... ‘

It just shows you how little he cares about himself, and how much importance he puts on his duty and the person he cares about that he doesn’t even stops to think about thefact that well-- his sword broke and he’s dying-

Other traits that I can mention that are unique to him or well, that make Heshi be Heshi are his dedication, his strong sense of duty, his sense of gratitude, his pride, his sense of companionship, how reliable and trustworthy he is, and deep down; his tenderness as well

#caemthe #;ooc #ooc #; 𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐄 #;tbt #IN THIS ESSAY ABOUT H.ESHIKIRI H.ASEBE I WILL SAY-!!!#holy shit this got long-#me: haha i don't know what towrite in here heeheehoohoo i just love him #me now: :standing man emoji:#I LOVE HIM SO MUCHHH #he has grown to be one of my top favorite swords alongside t.suru and the other swords i write #me looking at heshi: i think he's neat #like with tsuru; i could blabber about him for ages #also he's so funny too- ON H.ANAMARU I WAS LAUGHING-#WHEN HE LIT GAVE HIS 101% TO WIN THE EVENT #AND LIT W O N-#ALL BC THE PRIZE WAS DONATED BY THE SANIWA-#AND HOW THE MEDAL WASN'T MADE OF GOLD BUT WAS MADE OF CHOCOLATE INSTEAD #and how tsuru showed it was a chocolate medal by pulling away the golden wrapping- AND THE NEXT SCENE- HESHI WAS ALL SAD #TRYING TO TAPE THE WRAPPING BACKKKKKK #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #i love him your honor-#OR WHEN HE GETS ALL PRIDEFUL BC THE SANIWA PUT HIM AS THE ONE IN CHARGE

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odetolove · 1 year

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He hums, quickly scanning the movie options before settling on something that looked remotely interesting. He wanted to pay attention and enjoy the movie but the moment you pressed up against him--the warmth of your body radiating off--he knew he would not be paying attention at all. However, he was going to try anyway; he would be able to blame his rapidly beating heart and jumpy behavior on something else other than you.

As you passed him his chopsticks, he mumbles a quiet 'thank you', digging into the food right away to ease his mind. When he's nervous, he tends to eat more, the exact opposite of his brother who tends to eat more when he's stressed instead. Though, he's not sure if he can eat too much with the butterflies in his stomach. He's fine, he thinks. He'll just focus on the movie and not make eye contact; you'll understand right since you both are watching a movie anyway?

Your moan immediately rips him out of his thoughts as he quickly turns to you, eyes widening for a fraction of a second but your sentence coaxes a laugh out of him. He shakes his head, nudging his knee with yours. "If ya keep talkin' like that, ya'll end up soundin' like Tsumu. Then, I'll really leave ya to die without the right nutrition."

He was honestly happy that you both can talk like this again; it has been a while since you both did something together that did not involve the restaurant or without Tsumu or someone else tagging along. Even with the time apart, you still made him feel the same way--his heart about to burst right out of his chest, his palms sweaty, his mind only buzzing with thoughts of you. Maybe you both hung out more, he would be used to it and could control it but that didn't even happen in high school. It was always the same; maybe he was just better at hiding in back then. Though, it could be because of volleyball--

He freezes mid-chew as your questions hits him. He thought you would have let the question die but he should have known better--you were never one to let something go so easily, especially if your interest was piqued. He chews and swallows his food, wiping his hands on his sweatpants, only stealing a few glances. "Well.." he thinks about it for a moment trying to figure out what to say without revealing his true feelings. "Ya got pretty eyes, always the same since we were kids. Um, got nice hair, I know all yer friends were always braiding it. And just-" He pauses, courageously looking at you, his eyes scanning your face. "Any guy, or gal, would be lucky to have ya. I mean, like.. yer personality, yer a good person. And it shows, really well. Outside and inside."

-Osamu

(I feel like he is so ooc, do you think so? im not sure..im sorry i was lamenting about it thats why it took so long TT)

i pout at the mention of him leaving me to die without his cooking- rolling my eyes at the prospect of even being a little bit like his twin brother. i press my shoulder against him once he’s done talking, watching from the corner of my eye as he stills.

barely being able to contain myself, i look in his direction while he talks- watching the way he steals glances, but doesn’t directly face me. eyes glancing down at the spot where he wipes his hands on his sweatpants, wondering if i was pushing too hard with how nervous he suddenly looks.

my eyes widening while i listen on to his words, not knowing he had ever paid that much attention to me. hands subconsciously wandering up to pet a strand of my hair when he mentions it. just barely able to mask my surprise when he finally turns to look at me, cheeks reddening and turning so hot i have to press the back of my hands against them to cool them off.

ah, ‘samu.

i giggle, turning back around to grab the bowl of ramen i had left unattended against the coffee table while he was speaking, trying to hide the way my heart felt like it leaped out of my chest. wondering if this was all because he was always so nice to me,

you’re sweet, you know that?

i murmur, sparing him a glance before moving- not thinking about my actions. i press a kiss to his cheek, having to stretch my body to meet the skin there, settling back down against him even more. tired of wondering if my actions would be taken the wrong way, the worst thing that could happen is that he would tell me to back off.

if you would have told me that in high school, think i would’ve passed out. i had the biggest crush on you.

i giggle, mindlessly saying my thoughts out while my eyes look at the tv- flinching at the sight, turning and pressing my face against him instead. not bothering to let him know that, that same crush has carried over all those years.

ah! why are movies so realistic!

i whine, putting my hand up to block out the scene before me.

#WHAHHEEEHSHSHHDHDU i’m hands on knees rn crying and sCREAMING #I DONT THINK HES TOO OOC I LOVE HIM N HIM BEING A NERVOUS WRECK IS MAKINGME SCREAAAAMMMM #DYING N FREAKING OUT ABOUT HOW SWEET HE IS #I LOve your CHARACTERIZATION OF HIM SO MUCHHH ‼️‼️ HE REALLY FEELSNLIKE AN OLD FRIEND IM CRYING SO HARD #samuu.love #favorite.love

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rafeysdoll · 17 days

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Reader finding a little kitten somewhere and begging rafe to keep it ♡

i struggled soooo much with this request i have no idea why when i literally thought of something similar to this a few days ago >.<. i hope you enjoy it though, struggled the most with the ending ^_^

“it’s reallll hot ray,” you comment rather obviously as rafe leads you down the street, making sure you stay on the side where cars don’t pass by placing his large hand at the small of your back, directing you.

“know that baby, we’ll get you some water in a bit, alright?” he promises, making you nod compliantly, about to take another step before you hear a soft meow— your heart practically skipping a beat when you look down to find a small kitten besides your new baby pink heels.

“oh my god!” you squeal, quickly reaching for the lovely animal, lips tugged into a bright big smile.

before you can pick the kitty up, rafe grabs your wrist, pulling it back quickly. “could have rabies and shit, should know we don’t touch strays. it’s not hygienic, baby.”

you can only thrash your hands against him, melting as the kitten starts rubbing their head against your ankle, purring lightly. “ohhh, look how cute!!” you chirp, quickly grabbing the undomesticated kitten into your arms as soon as you escape rafe’s tight hold.

“can’t just leave—” you pause, lifting the kitten up to examine the gender. “—her here! she’ll never survive the poor thing..” you sympathize, petting her soft fluffy fur.

rafe could only roll his eyes, shaking his head.

“thought i told you not to touch it- her. probably has fleas and ticks crawling up all over her body.” he scolds, rubbing the side of his forehead in frustration.

you don’t even pay much attention to him now, too distracted at the way the small kitten purrs and meows. “oh you’re just the cutest girl ever, aren’t you? what should we name you, hmm?” you ask the kitten as if she could speak back to you.

“hey! ‘m talking to you, you hear me? d-don’t know why you’re talking ‘bout naming her. we’ll drop her off at a clinic but you should know we’re not bringing her home with us.”

“w-what? but rafe! look at her.. she’s perfect. it has to be fate! she even came up to us! we can’t abandon her to random strangers,” you beg, hugging her close to your chest.

“promise i’ll take care of feeding her and cleaning up after her, please let’s take her back home!” you continue, staring up at him with those wide and glossy doe eyes.

he stays silent for awhile, chewing at the side of his cheek. “.. gotta promise me—,”

“oh thank you!” you squeal, your eyes burning with what could only be happy tears. “i love you so muchhh!” you rant, kissing all over rafe’s cheek.

you return back home with your new kitty, who you sweetly named, ‘luna’, as it so read in her shiny pink collar you and rafe picked out while she was receiving a proper de-flea treatment as well as a few necessary shots, rafe squeezing that time to remind you of all the things he wanted you to take care of with your new responsibility.

and as as the night settled in and luna laid sound asleep in her soft bed, you dolled yourself up in the restroom—changing to a soft white lingerie set, approaching rafe with a cheeky smile.

“think its time for me to give you your proper thank you, now.. right?”

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nysrage · 3 months

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okay walk wit me sis.. 😌

make it fit connie.. or like fake sympathy condescending connie while y’all fucking.. FUCK I LOVE THAT SHIT.. 😩

ouu girl i’m walking! lemme see if i can get it to slight jog tho!

connie wasn’t oblivious to the fact he had a big ass dick. no, not at all. he’d spent most of his late high school and early college years figuring out where’d he’d fit on the inch chain as he liked to call it. most girls not being able to handle it or wouldn’t even attempt to tame it once they saw the monster that lay behind his sweats. many of his friends making fun of him that he didn’t get pussy but in reality, no one was bold enough to take it for him. not until he got his hands on you.

the girl at his university know for her unique street art. from the city and a splitting image of a bratz doll, who was never scared of a challenge felt she was ready to tame everything in life even her above averaged boyfriend.

that is until she found herself atop of him, positioned in reverse cowgirl to give her a man a view he’d never forget. thighs burning from riding dick splitting her open as she sank down a few inches onto him. “f-fuck i can’ttt .” finding herself scurrying back up to the tip, running the longtime lovin’ he was giving you. “thought you wanted it mamí? let papí give it to you.” connie teased, long thick dick hitting every stop imaginable inside of you. “s’too much!” you whined.

“too much..?” connie chuckled, grabbing ahold of your hips and taking a good look your tight two toned pussy wrapped around him. slick dribbling down his dick as you started to fill that emptiness inside you. “nah i think my good girl can take a lil more..” sinking deeper into that clamping hole of yours, moaning at the pressure of him slowly filling you up and sitting you down on his dick. “shittt.” relaxing your body as your walls loosening with warm slick and pulsing as you adjusted to his size. slowly molding to his curvature, filling you deliciously. connie knew it just took a lil work for you to get where you needed to be. “mhm, keep opening that pussy f’me, you right there mamí.”

giving you a final deep thrust that left your soft ass flush against his pelvis, leaving stomach full and mind in sex crazed haze. “fuck this pussy s’good.” groaning as he bounced you up and down his dick, removing his hands once he felt he set a steady pace for you. Inching your hips and down slowly trying your best to take every single inch. Connie landing a rough slap to your ass that left your body jolting from the stinging pleasure. “go down on it princesa, don’t be lazy.”

“thought you said you could take it.”

ass ripppling like waves as he met your hips and fucked himself up into you focused on that pretty pussy sucking every inch of him deeper than he’s ever felt before. nails digging at his thighs for dear life as your body bounced above his, “your so fucking deep” whine barely audible above the loud gushing of your pussy let him know that it’d take every inch happily. “s’ too muchhh! con—” fucking you down on him harder as he reached the spongey spot within that always started the waterworks. “awe that’s all you can take mamí..?” voice rough and full of feigned sympathy as he held up your ass mid air and fucked up into you hard, taking his pounding like a champ and meeting his rough thrusts. A smile creeping on connie’s face once you start riding out the literal high your body was about to reach.

“and you whining it too much, pussy the perfect fit for papí.”

#nys works.ᐟ ᥫ᭡#black writers #aot x black!reader #aot smut #aot x chubby reader #aot x black reader #aot connie x black reader #aot connie x black!reader #aot connie springer #aot connie #connie springer smut #connie springer x black reader smut #connie springer x black reader #connie smut #connie x black y/n #connie x black!reader #connie x black reader #connie x black reader smut #connie x

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penisliker-moved · 1 year

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GENUINELY. my parents told us they were planning on getting a divorce after christmas 2 years ago (they didnt and instead Bought a house together :|) and my dad made this whole big thing of telling us called us into the living room sat us down and was so somber and we were all just like ok 👍 awesome. according to my mom i smiled and laughed a little bit . n you cn tell he thought it was gonna be this whole big thing and wed be sobbing crying so upset but we were all just like woohoo. anywyas

#the way. theyd be Such better people if they would judt get a fucking divorce like adults #but they wont ever do that bc theyre way too codependent. ugh #like the worst part is when theyre seperated they trick themselves into thinking their relationship is improving #even though everytime they DO see eachother they fight the whole time and bitch abt eachother when theyre apart #but bc rhey dont fight as often (bc they live in seperate places) theyre like wow! its improving #and its like no youre still fighting everytime you see eachother #but theyre like well its better. LETS BUY A HOUSE!!! i hate them so fucking muchhh #and rhe worst part is its so incredibly avoidable. if they would just get a divorce and only talk to exchange us for the weekends or #whatever. they might have been able to stay cordial with eachother and All of their kids wouldnt hate them #im not even joking about all of us. me and my 16 yr old sibling both rant abt both of them #my 10 yr old sister joins in sometimes. and my fucking 4 year old brother goes tome and my sibling for help before he goes to either of my #parents #and also has started calling my mom 'miss jeneca' instead of her name. lol #but yeahhhman. and also dumb is it isnt even 'keep it togerher for the kids' bc theyve both said how djmb they think that mindset is #+ our lives would be Improved if theyd judt ficking divorce. theyre just fucking selfish and they know theyre selfish #whateverrrr. i hate them and theyre fucked up highschool 'romance' i truly do

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abbyromanoff · 6 months

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Hey love ur fics so muchhh was wondering if u could write a fic about g!p wanda and innocent fem reader, corruption kink ofcc. Reader hasn't even had her first kiss and Wanda teaches her how to tongue kiss and so much more(just v penetration no anal). Heavy breeding kink as well plsss

FOLLOW MY LEAD

PAIRINGS: Wanda Maximoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 3,750

WARNINGS: smut, corruption kink, older!Wanda, innocence kink, breeding kink, Wanda has a dick, making out, kinda slow burn, age gap (legal), best friends mom!Wanda, sex in a pool, degrading, praise kink, cunnilingus, Mommy (W), mentions of masturbation and failed masturbation, some angst and fluff, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Wanda watched with a smile as you licked the icing off of the cupcake she had given you. She had been inviting you over for weeks now and it’s been getting all the more difficult to ignore you. You were best friends with her twin boys and had been for a few years so them leaving for college wasn’t easy. They were both traveling across the state to study while you chose to stay back in your home region, Wanda couldn’t have been happier with your choice. You didn’t have many friends to spend time with in your lonely hours and the mother next door pitied you for it, or at least that’s what you thought.

In reality, she had been harboring a growing attraction towards you for months now. You never really saw her beforehand, she was often times on business trips or working at her home office during her children’s teen years. But you didn’t mind, she wasn’t the reason you spent so much time with Tommy and Billy, but now she was the only reason you had to visit the house you called home for so many years.

“The oven will be going off in just a moment, do you mind taking it out while I head to the bathroom?” You complied and she sent you a grateful smile along with a quick peck to your head that caused redness to paint your cheeks. Ever since your friends left you, you’ve been forced to notice all the moments you shared with the woman. She was beautiful, that was a fact. But not only did she bless you with her looks, she also was the only one who ever made you feel so safe and welcome. You couldn’t understand what you felt towards her, after all, she’s a woman, and you’ve never felt this way for the same gender.

All your life you were told to marry a man someday, to love him dearly and bear his children, but the more time you spent with her the more you realized that wasn’t what you wanted. You spent nights dreaming of her in many ways you wished you didn’t. There were times you’d be woken to a dampness on your panties when your consciousness blessed you with the images of her on top of you, kissing down your body before it ended. You just wanted to know what would happen next, and you were often left daydreaming about how it would go. It only brought a further amount of aching, but you didn’t know how to get rid of it. You were too afraid to do research so you suffered alone, praying that it would go away soon enough but it never did. No amount of praying or hoping could stop your needs.

Wanda was just as bad, only she knew ways to ease the ache. Nights were spent in her bed, alone, wishing you were next to her. She imagined waking up next to you, kissing across your face to wake you up. You’d toss and turn just a bit before opening your eyes and shining your adorable smile in her face. She’d kiss you with love before it became deeper, then she’d go just a bit lower and kiss your neck. She’d relish in your soft moans that nobody had ever had the privilege of hearing besides her. Then she’d drag her hand down your body delicately, teasing your hardened nipples before dipping lower and reaching the waistband of your pajamas. She’d dip her fingertips inside after hearing your small pleads and would gently rub your clit in small circles, letting you feel her length against your thigh. She would be aching, her tip drooling as she used one hand to stroke herself slowly, allowing both of your sounds of pleasure to echo throughout the room. You’d beg around her, feeling her fingers reach that soft spot deep inside of you and focusing on the tightness in your stomach. She’d pull your shorts lower along with hers, giving you permission to let go as she rubbed her cock against your folds, releasing her cum across your skin. You’d beg for more in that sweet tone, and she’d have no choice but to say yes.

Her thoughts of you plagued her mind throughout the day and with no one else to help her, she was stuck taking care of her needs alone. Her hand would wrap around her length, stroking slowly just like she did in her dreams, only this time it was you doing it. She’d call out your name while picturing you beneath her on your knees, staring up at her with a gentle gaze as she instructed you on what to do. She knew you were all alone as well, no one to help ease your wetness in the ways she wished to do. Only if you’d give in, only if you’d notice her lingering gazes and finally leaned up when she kissed your forehead, causing her lips to join yours. If only she had you in all the ways she wanted.

Wanda washed her hands in the sink before dabbing the water onto her face, looking at herself through the mirror with shame. You were still so young, so naive, it would be wrong to take that from you, but she wanted to so badly. She wanted to be the reason you smiled, the reason you could genuinely be yourself. She wanted to be the one who listened to your rambles about what others found stupid, but she could never think such a thing. Anyone would be lucky even to be blessed by your presence, she wasn’t going to lose that. She knew she had to make a move soon or she’d risk the chance of losing you without even having you.

She looked down, noticing her slightly hardened length was peaking through her jeans. She cursed to herself and tried to adjust it well enough to hide. Usually, she could keep it hidden from you, but this pair of pants seemed to not want to work with her. She was hoping you wouldn’t notice, but the moment she stepped into the kitchen and saw your gaze fall for a split second, she knew you knew. She could sense it from the small gulp you let out, your back instantly turning to face her as you made the excuse of mixing more icing. You were celebrating the return of the twins for the summer and she asked for your help, knowing how much you loved baking especially with her. She also used it as an excuse to see you again, just like she did every time she saw you.

She gained the courage to step behind you, lightly brushing her crotch against your bottom as she leaned over you. She sniffed the air filled with the smell of funfetti mix, it had always been the boy's favorite even well into their teen years.

“Well, doesn’t that smell absolutely divine?” She leaned her chin on top of your head as you hummed, too afraid to talk as you knew you’d let out something embarrassing with the way she felt against you. Your hands trembled ever so slightly as she placed her hand on your waist, using it as a hold as she reached for the spatula not far away.

“Did you bring your bathing suit, sweetheart?” She asked, receiving a small nod from your end as you reached for the object in her hand.

“Good girl. The pool is finally all cleaned thanks to your help, it’s only fair you get to be the first to test it out with me.” With her. Meaning she’d also be in a bathing suit, showing off her curves that you found so enticing. You feared how you’d act around her, even if you thought you were well at hiding it.

“Uhm, yeah. Yeah, sure.”

The decorating process continued to flow easily with much teasing from Wanda’s end, curse her body language. She was a very touchy person, that was well-known to you. You didn’t think it was all that special, until you noticed the fact that she’d only ever share a handshake between her closest friends. Was there something different about you?

You worried she just saw you as a daughter figure knowing how you were often neglected by your own parents. You didn’t want her to see you as a child anymore because you weren’t, you were a nineteen-year-old who was more than capable of handling things on their own. But what if she didn’t think that? What if she saw you in the ways everyone else around you did?

“Y/N? Earth to Y/N?” She called out, breaking you out of your trance as you blinked a few times. You were met with her soft smile in return, the same one that brought butterflies to your stomach.

“Is everything alright, dear? You looked a little sad there.” You sighed before giving a small nod, only ending up in an even deeper frown from the older woman. She was now dressed in her bathing suit, a bikini top along with swim shorts, even the simplest outfit sent you in spirals. You were currently covering yourself with a towel, your legs and shoulders being the only thing Wanda was able to see, but even that was enough to send her thoughts to places she wished they wouldn’t go.

“Oh, I’m fine, Miss. You- you look really beautiful.” You wanted to slap yourself for letting those words out, but it brought a blush to her cheeks, that was all you could’ve hoped for.

“First off, there’s no need to call me Miss, I believe we’re way past that point. And second of all, I appreciate it, dear, I haven’t worn these in years so I’m surprised they still fit.” She chuckled and looked down, hearing small sounds of your feet colliding with the floor as you came closer.

“Well, maybe you should wear it more often, I’m sure you’d catch a lot of attention.” But she wanted yours. She only wanted your attention, she couldn’t care about anyone else’s. Not when you stood there so perfectly without even realizing it. She’d make you see it. She’d make you see the beauty that shined throughout you.

“And why is that?”

“Like I said, you’re very beautiful, Wanda. Pregnancies affect all bodies, even years after. But, personally, I see them as signs of life. I wouldn’t have my best friends if it wasn’t for you, so I find every sign of that very, very pretty. I just wish everyone saw it that way, especially you.” You trailed off with a shrug, seeing her eyes light up with every sentence. You were never good at giving compliments, but with her, it seemed to flow with ease. You knew she deserved to hear them as you could tell no one spoke so highly of her often. You didn’t understand how, one glance from her could send anyone to their knees, but everyone seemed to be too afraid to say it to the highly-ranked businesswoman. Even you were nervous to say it around her, but her response always helped release that fear.

“I- thank you, Y/N. Nobody has ever spoken so highly of me.” She felt so vulnerable in the moment, where did things change? Only minutes ago she was teasing you relentlessly, now here she was with her heart swarming from your welcoming smile.

“You don’t need to thank me for being honest.” She nodded softly, wishing she could cling onto this moment forever. You were only feeding into her lust, forcing her to want more when she didn’t believe that was possible.

“What do you say about some lemonade, yeah? You can head outside and I’ll be out in just a minute with our drinks.” You complied and opened the screen door, giving one last glance before removing the towel placed over your shoulders. Wanda bit her lip as she eyed your figure, her gaze falling onto your bottoms. You wore a bikini, showing off every curve you stored that she had dreamed of. You were even more pleasing to the eye than she knew of.

“Here you are, darling,” She handed you the cold glass as you swam to the edge of the pool, your sunglasses resting on top of your head and tangling with your wet hair.

“How’s the water?”

“It’s good, pretty warm which I expected.” She gasped lowly as the wetness came higher up on her body. You swam over to her, grabbing both of her hands and pulling her in further. She let out a small yelp as you caught her, your faces sharing low proximity to the point you could feel her breath on yours.

“Uh, sorry-” You tried to pull away but were quickly stopped by her hands on your lower back. She brought you impossibly closer and you could feel her length pleading to be freed. In all honesty, she had been trying to disguise it since the moment you let your skin be shown. You were like a goddess, entrancing everyone possible and forcing their heartbeat to rise.

“I want to kiss you so bad right now, but I’m only going to if you want me to.” Your lips parted in shock as your eyes widened, your expression was starting to worry the older woman. She was ready to pull away until you stopped her, making the first move as you planted a meaningful peck onto her mouth. She felt her muscles tension start to die down while her hands held you tightly, traveling down to the exposing clothing you wore and squeezing your ass. You gasped lightly, allowing her tongue to move further and enter your mouth. She pressed your body against the wall, letting her fingertips toy with the waistband of your bikini bottoms before hiking your thigh against her waist, giving her easier access to trail it down your legs.

“You’re an even better kisser than I imagined.” You chuckled at her words, biting your lip as you felt her teasing your folds.

“You’ve- you’ve imagined kissing me?” A small whimper made way from your vocal cords and Wanda nearly came from the sound alone. She needed you so badly, there was no way she’d be able to stop now.

“Oh, I’ve imagined doing so many things to you, baby.” The recollection brought a new sense of arousal to her. The nights she’d stay up, moans bouncing off the walls as her mind went wild.

“I think of you too, Wanda.” You shyly, remarked, looking down as you spotted your legs opening more on their own. It was as if they were on their own accord, chasing after the high you’ve been wanting for months now.

“Yeah? Tell me, do you touch yourself when you think of Mommy, hm?” The nickname nearly brought a shake to your legs, your eyes traveling to the back of your head as you released a weak moan.

“I’ve- I’ve never-” She clicked her tongue loudly and for a quick second you felt her still and your body wanted to disagree, but the shame you held was too much. Maybe you really were too innocent or young for her, so naive to think you had a chance.

“I’m the first to touch this sweet, sweet pussy? Oh, baby girl, you have no idea how happy that makes Mommy to hear.” Your hands came up to her shoulders as you held yourself up, trying your best to not let her see your weakness. But Wanda saw everything, she always knew.

“Mommy’s got you, little one, she’s not going anywhere.” You could tell she was holding back slightly as she continued to rub your clit in small, gentle circles. You didn’t want her to hold back, you wanted to satisfy her needs correctly.

“Please, Mommy, I don’t want you to be gentle.” Your pout could’ve easily sent her to heaven, but she chose to remain calm and guide you to sit on the edge of the wall. Up to your knees were chilled with the water while the rest of your body soaked in the heat of the sun. Wanda instantly separated your legs and placed soft, yet bruising kisses on your thighs. She wanted to leave a mark. She wanted you to go home tonight and be forced to remember your previous activities, she wanted you to suffer so badly until you needed to see her again. She wanted to be your only escape, she wanted that hold over you that no one else could have.

Her tongue collided with your weeping cunt, giving you no preparation as she instantly caused the tightening in your stomach to worsen. Months and months of edging was catching up to you, but you didn’t want to fail her so quickly.

“You taste fucking amazing, princess.” She was sloppy with her movements, holding absolutely no care or shame as she only focused on your flavor. You were like her favorite fruit that she couldn’t quite get enough of, always reaching for more and telling herself it’ll be the last one, only the last one never came.

“M-Mommy-” She pulled away for a quick moment, leaving a small peck to your pulsing clit as her eyes landed on yours, guiding you into continuing.

“I feel funny.” You expressed, leading her to smirk in response.

“Oh, my poor baby, can you tell me more about how you’re feeling?” She fauxed a frown before continuing, her tongue sliding in and out of your tight hole as her moans vibrated against you. Your breath sped up, your chest heaving as tears pricked your eyes.

“It f-feels weird…in my stomach. I- ah! I-I kept feeling like this for..months!” You gasped when she sucked harshly on your clit. You’ve never felt so ecstatic, so small.

“I’d think of y-you, Mommy, and then my- my head would get f-fuzzy and it would feel all tingly down below.” You choked on your words, trying to manage out some sort of evidence that you were still in control of your body, but deep down you wanted to give her all sorts of power.

“Mhm, and how would you help those tingly feelings?” You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt your hips starting to move on their own against her face, your body begging for more.

“I don’t know, I- sometimes, I-I’d rub my thighs t-together, but I never knew what to- what to do.” She was so engrossed in your words and the way you were clenching around nothing, her cock was nearly drooling as she failed to satisfy herself. Now that she had you, she wasn’t going to waste the chance of getting a taste of your sweet cunt.

“Mhm, and it felt like this, right?” It never felt nearly as good, but you nodded anyway.

“Do you think you can do something for me, pretty girl?” Once again, you nodded, this time a whimper following as your hand fell to your breast. You tweaked your hardened nipples as instinct, you didn’t even realize what you were doing until you noticed her watching your movements.

“I want you to hold it, just for a few more minutes, okay? I know you can do it, you’re my strong girl!” She climbed out of the water, letting you lay down as she settled over you. The towel was warm due to the sun but her hot kisses were even warmer. She placed them against your neck, smiling into them as she noticed the forming visible marks.

“Mommy’s gonna go in now, is that alright?”

“Okay, Mommy.” You nearly squeaked when her tip entered you, the small amount already seeming to stretch your walls to the max. You grappled onto her chest for support, unable to stop yourself as your lips followed. She moaned lowly at the contact, her hips jutting forward just enough to cause a weak whine.

“Mommy, it hurts.” You ushered out, your teeth grazing against her sensitive skin and resulting in a groan.

“Fuck, Mommy’s so close, baby. C’mon, be a good little slut and I’ll let you cum with me.” You nervously brought a hand down to cup her balls, using your thumb to gently rub the skin as she bit her lip to suppress any sounds.

“Pl- please, Mommy, I wanna hear you.” Her eyes fluttered shut as she nodded, letting go of her lip as her mouth parted. Her pace quickened enough to have you mumbling incoherent sentences.

“Kiss me, darlin’,” She muttered before grasping the back of your neck and guiding you into her. Your mouth’s connected in a searing kiss, one that brought further ache to your core. Her tongue ran over your lips as she begged for you to let her in, which you quickly did. She explored your mouth as if a traveler on a conquest, only stopping when she gasped as liquids spurted onto her crotch. She looked down at you, eyes blown out and full of lust while holding shame and guilt.

“‘M sorry, I-I tried-” She shushed you quickly, stuffing her head in your neck as she sniffed your scent. You were so unbelievably intoxicating, that she couldn’t get enough.

“Oh, sweetie, Mommy’s so proud of you.” She praised. “So much so that I’m gonna give you a little gift,” Her sloppy thrusts stilled as you felt warm juices invading your tight hole. She was painting your walls with her cum, pressing even deeper as she watched droplets escape you.

“Oh, fuck! I’ve been wanting to fill this cunt for too fucking long, baby girl, you have no idea how badly I need this.” You clawed her back, leaving hints of red marks as you drew lines with your nails. They weren’t very long, but the pleasure became too much and you quickly found yourself digging into her skin.

“You’re going to look so perfect carrying my babies. And when you go back to college, or when you walk around town, all the judgful looks will remind you of how much of a slut you are for your Mommy.” Suddenly, you remembered the two boys who were meant to be arriving in only a few hour's time. Your eyes shot open, your body trying to move from hers as she only continued to hold you tightly.

“No, love. They won’t be here for a while, and I’m going to spend every second I have left fucking you.”

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OK SO I WAS WONDERING IF I COULD REQUEST ALASTOR X READER??? I AM OBSESSED WITH THE IDEA OF ALASTOR CUDDLING UP WITH THE READER (soft spot🥺) BUT HIS SHADOW ALSO JOINS IN (bc it has a mind of it's own and likes the attention that the reader gives it) ILY UR WRITING SO SO MUCHHH IT HAS ME FOAMING AT THE MOUTH \(⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)/

Supeeerrr fluffy and cute!

The radio played in the background as you snuggled against Alastor. It had been a pretty long day and after his radio broadcast, the red demon came to your shared room to relax for the night.

You were doing a crossword and Alastor was reading a book, it was pure bliss.

It must have grown late as the chiming of the clock rung through the hotel.

You let out a yawn and set your puzzle down and really cozied up to the demon.

”I think we should see Rosie for lunch, I heard she has inquired new flavors of pinkies and I am dying to try them” you said as you began to get comfortable.

Alastor let out a hum, seemingly to agree.

He was too busy soaking up the warmth your soft body provided, happily curling his limbs around yours.

Your fingers danced across his features, tracing his face, twirling his hair and playing with his ears. They flicked about as you tickled the fluff around them.

A soft shriek caught your attention and looking up you see Alastor’s shadow peering down at you.

The shadow had a happy smile on its face, flitting about the wall and finally following your movements on the wall.

You smiled and using your own shadow to curl around it.

Alastor cut his eyes to watch as his shadow practically had heart eyes as your shadow nuzzled his. You watched as they danced around the walls, before your shadow settled back in place and returned to normal.

Alastor’s shadow dawned a sad look, before sliding down the headboard and curling around you. You giggled at the buzzing feeling it gave, feeling the shadow squeeze you as it settled on your side of the bed.

Alastor sucked his teeth at the entity, making the shadow’s face etch into a wide sharp grin as it happily snuggled against you, purring.

You were always in awe at Alastor’s shadow. It rarely left its owner, but it was always willing to be by your side. Your own shadow manifested and the two chirped happily with hearts as they morphed together, cuddling themselves.

”Aww even our shadows adore each other” you said yawning, head leaning against Alastor.

He took a look at the shadows and watched as the two tangled together.

He nuzzled you, sighing as he felt sleep try to overcome him

”It seems so my dear. Seems even the shadows like a good snuggle every now and again”

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Hii!! i literally love your work so muchhh

I was wondering if you would write Ellie and an inexperienced reader? (not necessarily innocent but just doesn't know how to do much in the bedroom) if not thats fine, love youu <3

Into It.

Pairing - Ellie Williams x Inexperienced!reader

a.n - thank u so much lovely, ilysb! Enjoy <3

Warnings - Provocative language, graphic depictions of lesbian sex, Gentle!Ellie, inexperienced!reader, implied (?) loss of virginity, strap is referred to as her ‘dick’ and ‘cock’, use of the name ‘sweet’, established relationship, hand humping, this is so rushed and sloppy, a lil aftercare, readers a bit of a masochist, smut, finger sucking, mentions of bodily fluids (spit, cum), top!Ellie, bottom!reader, use of a strap-on, fingering (e!receiving), not proofread! Reblogs, likes, & comments are appreciated! <3

Sex hadn’t really been something you and Ellie discussed. She figured since it hadn’t been brought up, you just weren’t ready.

Oh, but you were.

You were so ready. The constant manspreading she did, every mannerism, every little movement she made had you aching for her. But there was one problem.

You had no idea what to do. You weren’t stupid, you’d masturbated plenty of times, and you knew what sex was (props to the girls kissing YouTube videos from middle school) that taught you how to kiss, but you hadn’t been intimate with another person like that.

So Ellie laid there, her calloused hand caressing your arm as you laid in her chest. You tried to ignore the throbbing heat between your legs, but your constant shifting didn’t do you any Justice, and it’s something she quickly picked up on, but didn’t think too deeply about.

But when she noticed just how much you were moving, she had to speak up, voicing her concern.

“Babe..you okay?” to which you could only nod, looking up at her.

You weren’t sure what the hell had happened. Your hand wrapped around her wrist as you humped against her hand, her brows furrowing. It had all happened so fast. Her breath hitched in her throat as she mumbled a faint “damn..”under her breath.

You were in the clear. You didn’t have to do much but rock your hips and hold her hand in place. That wasn’t so hard, right?

“Turn around for me.” Ellie bluntly said, in which you almost immediately obliged, turning around to look her in the eyes. She gave you a smile, guiding your hand to her boxers.

“This your first time?” She questioned, watching as your hand hooked around the band of her underwear. You nodded again. “Words.”

“Yeah— yes.” you mumbled, and she nodded at your words, lifting her hips up as she signaled you to pull her boxers down, which you did. When you got them off, she gave you a soft look, which was hard to focus on when her gaze was dark and her eyes were half lidded, but you knew she’d take care of you and there was nothing to be worried about.

Ellie let out a shaky breath when yours hit her cunt, her hips jerking faintly. She stared at you, licking her lips as she put one of her hands behind her head. You looked up at her as she caressed your cheeks, tilting her head. Just follow what they did in the videos..

She noticed your hesitation, and her gaze immediately softened once more. “We don’t have to—” “I want to.”

Your finger found Ellie’s hole, not even needing lube or spit considering how wet she was already. You shoved your finger inside her, letting out a sigh from the feeling. “Oh..fuck.” She groaned out, looking at your face before looking down at her cunt. She faintly told you to speed up, which you did with little to no hesitation.

Follow the videos, follow the videos..

Ellie let out something of a squeal when she felt the second finger slip passed her dripping hole. “Fuck, sweet..doin’ so well..” you had no idea what you were doing,, did it even feel good for her or was she just faking it? Ellie mumbled something incoherent, before repeating herself.

“You feel that..squishy part?..curl your fingers right there..” she said, with a faint whine at the end. You did as she said, thrusting your fingers in and out slowly before curling your fingers. Ellie jolted up at that feeling, her eyes rolling back as she tugged at your hair. “Fuck! Fuck..”

Ellie’s face was flushed, her brows contorting over and over again, her chapped lips parted as beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. She wasn’t faking this. And that fueled your confidence.

You just kept going, and going, and going— “fuck! Fuck! I’m cumming!-” Ellie yelled out, her body shaking as you could only stare at her, slowing your pace but not stopping until she physically had to pull your hand away to avoid overstimulation.

You pulled your coated fingers out of her hole, not really knowing what to do with it. That was until Ellie gripped your wrist, bringing your fingers to her mouth and sucking on them like her life depended on it. Your lips parted as you let out a shaky breath, staring into her glossy eyes before she removed your fingers to kiss your lips.

“You did so good..‘think you deserve a little reward.” She mumbled against your lips, and again, in the blink of an eye, she was on top of you, your underwear on the floor as she tugged at the harness around her waist to make sure it wouldn’t come off. You stared down at it, nervousness evident in your expression as Ellie made you look back up at her.

“Don’t worry, sweet..I got you, ‘kay?” She said softly. “Okay.” You simply responded before she so effortlessly spit on her dick, acting like it was the most normal thing in the world. Your entire body got hot the second she did that. What the fuck.

Ellie looked at you again, brows slightly frowned. “Lemme know if I need to stop, ‘kay? Just say the word.” And you could only nod, biting down on your lip. Ellie put the tip of her cock inside of you, watching your reaction closely. It hurt, but you endured it, because you wanted this.

She thrusted softly, putting her hand on the mattress next to your head before slowly pushing more of the silicone inside of you, watching how it disappeared. You covered your mouth, tears welling up in your eyes from the newfound pleasure but the mix of pain as well. It was perfect. Ellie slowly but surely lost her composure, pushing more, and more, and more, rubbing your clit as she continuously thrusted into you.

“Fuck..takin’ me so well..” the endless praise Ellie gave you was enough to cause you to let out moan, after moan, after moan. Ellie stared at your face intently, barely able to say anything from how deep in a trance she was. She’d never seen you like this..this was new. And she couldn’t help but pray to whatever god was out there that this wouldn’t be the last time she’d have you like this.

The disgusting noises your cunt was making bounced off the walls, and was music to Ellie’s ears. She kissed at your chest and neck, grabbing your hands to pin them above your head and interlocking your fingers together. “‘That feel good?..” she said, practically out of breath. And you nodded, letting out a faint “yes..” in between moans and baited breaths.

She couldn’t stop, she wouldn’t stop unless you told her to, or unless she made you cum. And by the look on your face and the sounds you were making, you were bound to cum in just a few minutes—

“Ellie..I’m—i’m cumming..’m cumming..” you mumbled along with other incoherent words, and Ellie could only kiss you, moaning into your mouth before pulling away to nod. “Cum for me, sweet..cmon..”

She practically called it. Because when she was done speaking, you felt the knot inside of your stomach snap, your body shaking just like Ellie’s earlier as your moans became louder and more frequent.

A few more thrusts, kisses, and praises left Ellie before she pulled out, leaving you on the bed, breathless and sweaty. She came back a few minutes later, not with a rag, not with anything but a glass of water. She helped you sit up, your back against the headboard before she kissed your forehead, handing you the glass. You let out a relieved sigh—more like a moan at the cold water, closing your eyes. You guess that’s why you didn’t notice Ellie was laying in front of you, parting your legs. Your brows raised before you looked down at her. Ellie smirked,

“Gotta clean up, don’t I?”

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