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#not to be h*rny on main but
mairalynn416 · 7 months
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I am such a whore for gale of water deep.
I want to fuck that man on mystra's alter in baldurs gate.
I want to insist that he talk about the book he's reading as I give him head and stop every time he stops talking.
I want to lick down the length of his chest, leave hickeys where everyone can see.
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roxydemi · 1 year
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“I love your voice” ok then why aren’t you over here making me moan
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elevenrosee · 10 months
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bigbodywhispers · 5 months
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samijey · 3 months
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'Main Event' Jey Uso Royal Rumble 2024
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lifewaster-imdanger98 · 6 months
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My longing for human intimacy is immeasurable right now
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fkinavocado · 8 months
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when he says it's time for your facial
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priarity · 5 months
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men that have a deep, low voice except when you’ve made them come for the 3rd time, watching them practically whine with their head thrown back and their body trembling
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andorerso · 2 years
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incorrect rebelcaptain quotes 10/? [x]
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daniel-bruehl · 8 months
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#i'm having thoughts Wilson Bethel as BENJAMIN 'DEX' POINDEXTER DAREDEVIL | S03E06
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whoblewboobear · 17 days
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I think the main reason I didn’t want mc to be turned this soon is purely bc the feeding scenes were so intimate in a way that a lot of the make out scenes aren’t like I’m SO sorry those feeding scenes were the equivalent to a 30 diamond scene TO ME.
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roxydemi · 1 year
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If you call me cute nicknames I’ll do whatever you want
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neophele · 1 year
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[22:38 PM] In the Seam – Mark Lee, suggestive, fluff
Hushed whispers and careful fingertips were a staple of Mark’s love, content sighs floating into your ear and casting a spell over your mind. With eyes pressed closed, one hand holding the back of his neck, the other grappling with his shoulders that securely held his weight just above you, nothing could break you apart at that moment.   
He was the sun that eclipsed the moon, burning bright through the night sky, hiding you so no one could glimpse the vulnerable, beautiful, rawest versions of yourselves. 
“So good,” he hums, breaking apart the kiss for a moment to flutter his lips across your cheek, landing just below your ear and sucking just long enough for your eyes to snap open. 
“Hey! No marks,” you pout at him.
“But I’m Mark,” he draws out his words, lazily letting his lips brush across your skin. “Should I go?” He teases, tracing the shape of your neck with his tongue. 
“Shut up,” you huff, gripping his shoulder tighter as he presses another open-mouthed kiss into your collarbone. He rolls his body forward slightly, closing the distance between your chests and bringing his hips into yours, seductive actions sending your mind further into a spiral of degenerate thoughts. He pulled away, your neck craning to chase his lips as he chuckled in a low, throaty voice.
“Make me.” 
Opening your eyes again, you look up, half-lidded gaze locking with Mark’s. Holding his gaze brazenly, the fire in your eyes found kindling in his cocky stare. Dropping your neck down to the pillow with a satisfying “hmph,” you press your lips together, loosening the fingers that had been pulling on his skin. He looks on, mouth agape, the fleeting innocence turning in on itself and running back to his widened eyes. 
“You have no game, Mark lee, none.” 
A click of your tongue is followed by tittering laughter that rings through the quiet room, Mark drawing his tongue over his lips as he watches your face bunch up in joy. 
“You love it, though,” he grins, nuzzling his nose into your cheek and tickling you with the strands of his hair. You roll your eyes, lifting yourself up to close the distance and press a sweet kiss against Mark’s lips. 
And, despite your words, it’s obvious that there is nowhere you’d rather be than tangled in the seams of the fabric that made up Mark Lee. 
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mairalynn416 · 5 months
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Humble request for Dammon to be down my throat please
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zohanimenthusiast · 6 months
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GOJO APPRECIATION POST
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HIS FINGERS?! HIS HANDS?! SIR ALL MY HOLES ARE VACANT‼️
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DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THIS BREATHING SCENE OF HIS I HAVE IT ON LOOP SINCE THE DAY IT CAME OUT
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NO BUT LIKE WHAT ARE THESE ANGLES?! HIM BEING TIED UP LIKE THAT UGHHH FUCK I WISH THAT WAS ME WHY DOES JOGO ALWAYS GET TO HAVE ALL THE FUN 😭
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AND HIS EYES AHHHH THEY'RE SO BEAUTIFUL ALLURING GORGEOUS ETHEREAL MAGNIFICENT AND HIS FACE ITS SO FUCKING PERFECT IN EVERY WAY <3
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EVEN AS HE IS ROTTING IN THE DAMN BOX HE LOOKS SEXY AS FUCK OH TO BE THE PRISON REALM AND HAVE GOJO SATORU INSIDE YOU😩
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Ho ly mother of god
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