Beauty In A Beast
THOMAS BEING a wholesome mf
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" Thomas?" you called to a man, looking out to the world from the door frame. It's a rare picture you thought you would nevers see. But you thought to yourself again, maybe he enjoys the little things in life. "Thomas..." you said a little louder to send your voice to his ears. He turned his head to see you standing behind him looking innocent a flower standing in all wild grass.
There was a different look in his eyes. He's exhausted. He's trying to give in. He might not be able to use words properly, but there's always ways to show what he's feelings. And his eyes tells it all. "Come, i'm.... i have something." since the small moment you both had in the basement, he warmed up to you more and more everyday. For you, it tasted like the salty butter on a pancake. It gets better each time.
You sat him on the new couch, Hoyt brought home from somewhere only he and the devil knew. But in all honesty, it looks good, and pretty clean so there's really nothing to complain about. "Look here Tommy." you held his face lighter than a feather just to see him looking at you so desprately. You smiled looking at his hair, hanging above his shoulder. So beautiful. Then you realized something that never hit you, until the moment you saw it. How can i be such a fool all this time? Ignoring the deepest blue hiding behind those words of terror they threw at his face. With both of your hands holding his face, your thumbs caressed his cheek bones area. His eyes shut closed drifting in your touch, the man fell deep to the water and let himself drown in the pleasure of his own.
You moved your hands further to the hind of his ears. You found the connected strings that held his leather mask. The two tangled tightly and closely against each other, you could feel the force of horror haunting him, as the way he sees himself. "May i?" you asked. You had your hand still on the strings, with his eyes closed he nodded and lowered his head. "Yes." a rough, deep and unpredictable voice came.
The skin based mask fell to the floor. Perhaps it's better for it to lay there, rather than to his skin. You saw it in that moment. You saw it even before the mask touches the floor, the face that roams around the south region. Spreading fears to those who called themselves Man With Morals. Truth to be told, they were no perfect after all. None of them are.
You made his face look back to yours, still with your hands holding him. Your right index finger traced the scar he has on his left cheek. Following the end of it on his jaw, you knew why he did it to himself. You licked your lips, pushing a heavy breath away from your mouth as your other hand found itself tracing the scar he has closer to his lips. You had nothing in you but regret. Regret for no reason whatsoever, you were not a part of this yet when it happened, you were still far from this whole wonderhell. "Now, now. Look, a handsome man." you flaunt the pride of being proud, of how far he went with you at that moment. He's beautiful, he's perfect to your damn eyes.
He lifted his hands and put it on your face. Something new and magic. "Hehehe, Tommy... what are you doing?" you asked giggly. You barely held in your laugh, with your face being squished in the middle of his huge hands, he didn't hurt you though. He's very careful not to hurt his tiny little heart, or his so called little porcelain doll. And with his size everyone is a porcelain doll. But you, you're a rare piece. The piece that completes him.
His body was adapting with all the experience he got from being closer to you. Thomas observed you face, parts of it closely. He even pay attention to every little detail you have on your face. At some point he got some of your hair to your face, which made you laugh wven more at his child like curiosity.
"Thomas! Haha, it tickles."
"Oh-oh... okayyyyy" you painted the biggest smile you could ever give him.
To your surprised, at the end he booped your nose with his index finger, getting his face closer then pull it back. Just to stared at you.
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the only man in tr to ever
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the only man to -
make you cum with just his tongue - hanma shuuji
You've been telling him angrily to fuck off for months, so when he finally cornered you at the club and you let him drag you out on the dance floor, the last place you expected to end up was with your hands cuffed to his headboard while he spreads you wide open, eyes glued to yours as you fall apart, he licks up every drop of your essence. "D'ya regret tellin' me to fuck off?" he asks, in that low base that goes straight to your cunt, your face warms and you look away, he just laughs. "Don't worry baby, you're mine now."
make you cum with just penatration - manjiro sano
"Mikey," you cry desperately, raking your nails down his back, he's found the perfect angle, tears are leaking down your cheeks, his eyes are a void, darkness,
"Mine," he snarls, "That's my fuckin' pussy, isn't it, tell me who you fuckin' belong to?"
"Mikey," you choke out a sob, "Daddy please, gonna, gonna-"
"Of course you are." And his voice is hard and cold and mean, even if you know this is your Manjiro, your boyfriend, the person who gently handfeeds you breakfast when you're hungover, right now, he wants to take you, to own you completely.
"Oh my god-" you gasp, and he almost smiles.
'Yeah?" He kisses you deeply, not letting up his brutal pace, "Am i your god?"
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