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PTN dropped another collab and it’s freaking gorgeous 🥹
This is the Glico x PTN x TapTap collab, and it’s essentially one of those monthly snack box subscriptions that deliver to your doorstep with various imported goods. It seems that the boxes and snacks have been customized to be PTN themed, with each character featuring a different batch of snacks 💕
LOOK AT ADELA AND EIRENE. THEY LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL IN BROWN AND ESPECIALLY MY WIFE ADELA. These outfits would look so cute as skins tbh, but I don’t think they’d to that 😖
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Adjutant Nightingale is such a sweetheart. I need to *** her until she **** all over my *** and ***** * **** *** **** the bed.
nsfw utc (chief!reader)
So like. Nightingale right?? I imagine it all started with a simple celebration. One too many drinks for the both of you that led to a steamy one night stand; a blissful mistake for Nightingale that she vowed to never repeat again. She won't deny that she's had feelings for you for a while now, but if she ever decides to act on them, it'd be through proper courtship. It's what you deserve, Nightingale thinks.
You don't remember anything, so the two of you decide to continue being co-workers and nothing more. At least, for a while. It didn't take long before you started yearning for her touch. Nightingale has no qualms with denying herself of her desires, but when you ask her with eyes hazed with lust, how can she say no?
You've gone from "just co-workers" to something more. Yet, you can't help but notice that it's always her who does all the work. Of course, you've offered to return the favor many times before, but Nightingale insists that she much prefers giving over receiving. While she isn't lying, that's only because she's never tried it the other way around.
So when you finally convince her to let you eat her out, it's obvious how hard she's trying to stop herself from squirming or closing her thighs. You can't help but find this side of Nightingale absolutely adorable. Who knew that the woman who could fuck you for hours on end could be this sensitive?
The poor girl doesn't even know where to put her hands when she feels herself nearing orgasm. One is gripping the sheets for dear life while the other is covering her mouth. (Honestly, you can still hear her very clearly from how loud she's being, but you don't have the heart to tell her. Plus, it's cute.)
When you feel her legs shake as she cums all over your tongue, you know that you'll have to do this more often <3
#wrote this at 1am statving and dehydrated#ignore the mistakes#maybe ooc#ptn#ptn x reader#path to nowhere#path to nowhere x reader#nightingale ptn#smut#x reader#get the strap#GET THE STRAP.#ik she likes being called a good girl...#i wanf her#sensitive service bottom mightingale canon#strwb drabbles#adding ptn to the character/masterlist tomorrow
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Zoya : you say I can't destroy anything anymore.... since I'm here now it still won't be true
Zoya : cause I can still destroy you on this table if you uncuff me chief~
ChiefM!Reader : ......
ChiefM!Reader Blushing : god dammit Zoya... I'm supposed to be interrogating you...
#male reader#path to nowhere#path to nowhere x reader#reader x path to nowhere#ptn x reader#reader x ptn#ptn#zoya x reader#reader x zoya#path to nowhere zoya
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GIVE ME THE 2K WORDS DOMESTIC DEREN HCS RUELLA. HAND THEM OVER
(if ur comfy w it ofc <333 no pressure if not uwu)
yes my liege 🙏
— deren wakes up at around 10am, give or take. at that point, the kids are already at school, you at work. but somehow—when she wakes up there’s always always a lipstick stain on her cheek, some smeared around her lips. ah- you must have been in a rush, she wonders if you noticed you also smudged your lipstick a bit giving her this kiss. oh, well…she can always ask tease you about it later. still, she couldn’t help but run her fingers over her lips. she’ll make a mental note to repay you when you get home.
— MOVIE. NIGHTS. at least twice every week. the kids would always ask to see “mama’s movies” (since i imagine it’s kinda hard to keep it a secret, when your girlfriend is a legendary director and is all over the news once every few months, you’d tell them anyways against your better judgment) and you and deren would comply, an amused smile on her face as she watched the look of amazement on the kids’ faces. in the end, you’d always be the one to tell them to go to bed. and as your kids groaned and whined about wanting to finish deren’s movie, all deren would say is “listen to your mother, kids.” she waited a long time to say that.
— if i had to describe a parenting dynamic between you and deren, it would be…good cop, bad cop. deren, being the more laid back parent obviously being the good cop. you, being the stricter parent is the bad cop.
— you take deren on dates very often. yes, you are the one who suggests going out on dates. i imagine the first time you asked her out after the whole thing blows over, she’s just a bit stunned, staring at you for a moment to make sure if she heard it right, might space out a bit. it’s only when your daughter lightly tapped her cheek that she finally snapped back to reality.
— obviously, deren could never say no to you, so every Friday night you both indulge in each other’s company. your kids are left with a babysitter (maybe a trusted sinner from MBCC i can imagine how chaotic it’d be LOL) you’d either go to high end restaurants or a cheap fast food court and get ice cream right after.
— speaking of MBCC i can imagine every time deren visits for any reason at all, she often brings you and the kids along. i can imagine luvia ray, and OwO will absolutely adore your kids! i feel like luvia would often show them some acting tricks if they even ONCE mentioned the word ‘acting’ OwO is like a big sister to them, they admire her dance and ambition. (OwO and the kids often have playdates together)
#idk if this is 2k words but let’s pretend it is#path to nowhere#ptn#ptn x reader#deren#ptn deren#deren x reader
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I'll stop probably when i'm done going through her entire wardrobe...
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Why does all women in PtN wears a really thick matte dark lipstick. That shit looks like it will stain my clothes and stick to my skin like a tattoo.
Those lipstick stain,i know it will
If not, boy, as a woman i want those kind of lipstick. I will not be embarassed to drink with straw.
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PTN hips... save me..
Save me PTN hips
#path to nowhere#ptn#i'm gay#lesbian#eleven#lamia#priscilla#anne#shalom#chameleon#langley#raven#eirene
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"Calling the sinners by their correct name"
☆Prompt: How would the sinners react to you calling them by their correct name.
☆Warnings: Nothing too intense, a hit of pain towards the cinnamon rolls (Hamel, Anne), mentions of Chelsea having lots of sugar babies (including you)
☆Includes: Hamel, Anne, Bai yi, Shalom, Eirene, Chelsea, Cabernet, Oak Casket, Garofano, Sumire.
HAMEL
Hamel is a pure innocent baby; one whom you adore to death. While she's mostly quiet, she's very chatty with you, not the type of chatty to talk your ears out, but Hamel would express how she feels with you.
When you called Hamel by her right name, she was dumbfounded. You usually called her sweetheart, or dove so hearing you call her Hamel made her immediately think she did something wrong.
"I don't like that. Please don't call me Hamel," she pleaded with you, her eyes teary. Guilt immediately took over your body and you had to comfort her and tell her she did nothing wrong.
ANNE
Anne is just like Hamel but she's much more talkative, even in public. Anne is not afraid to let anyone know that you are hers. Your relationship with Anne was quite the sweet one and you would act like a caring wife towards her even though you both only started dating for months.
When you called Anne by her right name, it took her a few minutes to process what just happened. "Did I do something wrong my dear?" She asked in a small voice. You knew to yourself that she was as innocent as an angel so it hit you in the guts when she used such a small voice. Like Hamel, you had to comfort her, the guilt crushing your soul for hurting such a small adorable baby.
BAI YI
Bai yi knew she was a case to deal with and she took it upon herself to annoy you or tease you everyday. She absolutely loves it when you shower her in cute nicknames and affection.
So when you called her by her right name, Bai yi chuckled before saying, "Oh? What's up with you?" She didn't take it to heart when you called her that but if you kept calling her Bai yi, she might just die.
SHALOM
Shalom is the type of lover to give you all sorts of nicknames and for her, just one nickname would do, 'Darling'.
"Shalom." When she heard her right name come out of your mouth, she'd just stare at you until you finally call her darling.
"I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore," she sighed dramatically.
EIRENE
Eirene is a busy woman, she hardly had time to spend with you due to her work but nevertheless she loves you to the core.
When you called her by her right name, she didn't bother with it; well on the outside atleast. On the inside, she's panicking, asking herself what she did wrong. She checked back on her previous interactions with you, ensuring that she didn't say anything wrong.
When you told her it was a joke, then she'll be the one to call you by your right name until you beg for her to stop. She enjoys seeing you beg. She's not mean tho :/
CHELSEA
Sugar mommy Chelsea is such a kind and caring person to all her sugar babies but you are her favorite.
When you called her Chelsea instead of Sugar mommy, expect to be bombarded in a ton of questions. "Is the food not to your liking?" "Did I do something to upset you?" "Is anyone being mean to you?"
When you didn't give her an answer that satisfied her, she tried her next strategy, gifts. Lots and lots of gifts that made the other sugar babies jealous of you.
How could her attempts not sway you? You had to tell her it was a joke and you felt had that she bought all of those gifts, but she didn't.
CABERNET
Oh boy don't mess around with those woman. Although she loves you, calling her Cabernet is a crime.
Like all the professionals you'd have to call them sir/miss, you HAVE to call Cabernet sweetheart.
"Cabernet." "That's sweetheart to you, little one," she pointed her staff to you in a threatening manner.
From that day onwards, her real name was never used again (by you atleast).
OAK CASKET
This woman is such a calm and composed woman. She gives off a motherly figure vibe so hearing you call her nicknames like 'darling' or 'love' or 'honeybunch' will absolutely make her fall even deeper in love with you.
When she heard you call her by her right name, she'd simply chuckle and say, "what have I done to upset you my dear?"
Things like that wouldn't bother her because she knows what when she's ready for you, you'd be definitely forgetting her name.
GAROFANO
She's just like Oak Casket but a much less more quiet version. Hearing you call her Garofano wouldn't bother her, until she realises you weren't going to stop calling her that.
She loves the nicknames you give her and it makes her feel much more loved for so with a slightly upset expression, she'd ask, "Why are you calling me that?"
When you realised that she didn't like it, you stopped and immediately apologised. She forgave you of course but warned you to never do it again.
SUMIRE
Pretty girl assassin has alot on her plate but always makes time for you. She loves having you rest upon her lap while she talks and rambles about her missions.
She seemed so engrossed in telling you how her mission went, it took her a few minutes to realise that you called her Sumire and not 'baby'.
"But I am your baby. Not Sumire," she'd stare at you, letting out a small sigh before plunging on top of you and prepping your faces with kisses, apologising for making you mad even though she did nothing. You just wanted to see her reaction to it.
A/n: took a few days to write this but I still don't like it 😭
#path to nowhere#path to nowhere anne#path to nowhere hamel#path to nowhere oak casket#path to nowhere bai yi#path to nowhere Garofano#path to nowhere sumire#ptn chelsea#ptn eirene#ptn cabernet#ptn shalom#ptn shalom x reader#ptn ladies#ptn
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chief <3
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Deren's abs save me
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POPSICLE
synopsis: enjoying a popsicle makes their imagination wander...
featuring: serpent, coquelic, cabernet, adela, kelvin
rating: 18+ smut (minors dni)
warnings: gn! reader, transfem characters (all of them), double coc.ks/hemipenes (serpent), no actual s.ex but it is very much implied, implied s.ex, implied mas.turbation, dirty thoughts, bon.ers, pining, mentions of bl.owjo.bs, voyeur.ism (coquelic), pwp
art credits: horimiya
SERPENT
The summer season was one of Serpent’s least favorite seasons while living in the Bureau. Usually because if she were back at home, she’d spend everyday just lounging around naked, due to the fact that she was cold blooded and absorbed the temperature of the environment around her. Unfortunately for her, the Bureau required Serpent to wear clothes 24/7 when around other Sinners, and poor Serpent was always at the boiling point whenever she kept her clothes strewn on.
She’s protested against the clothes rule once before, but was quickly shut down by the Chief for her public indecency. Now that she was forced to keep her clothes on through the boiling months of summer, poor Serpent was currently dying while sitting in front of the AC to catch a break.
“Mmmmmmpf tooo hottttt…” Serpent whined, her body sweating way too much thanks to the heat of the room. Her face was flushed and she was on the verge of tears with how grumpy and hot she was, wanting something to cool her down quick.
“Serpent?” Her head turned around to see you peeking your head through the door. “Ah, little human! Hellooooo~!”
Though awfully sweaty, she flashed you a toothy smile and flicked her snake tongue out as a greeting. “What brings my little human to the screening room? Are you hot too?”
“Yeah, most of the ACs around the Bureau are broken and are being fixed by Demolia or Eureka. This is the only room with somewhat decent air conditioning.” You smiled and held up two popsicles in your hand. “I brought popsicles from the kitchen.”
“Ooooooh.” Serpent perked up at that and held up her hands for one. “What flavor?”
“Grape and strawberry.”
“I’ll take grape.”
You tossed her the grape popsicle and opened yours with ease, sliding down to sit by Serpent near the air conditioner and dig into your icy treat. Serpent had already begun to munch on her grape popsicle while you did so, and she was perfectly content with this little snack, until she looked over to see you sucking on your own popsicle.
Sucking rather interestingly Serpent noted.
“Ah…” her cheeks flushed quietly at the sight of your lips pursing over the top of the popsicle and running your tongue across it. She knew you weren’t trying to be…suggestive in any way (she thought) but with the way your lips wrapped so perfectly around the head of the popsicle, she couldn’t help but let her innocent mind wander…
Would your lips wrap that perfectly around her two dicks? Serpent bit her lip at the thought. Would your pretty tongue lap over her tip so eagerly? Stroking and caressing over the head of her second cock, while beads of her precum spilled past the first tip and providing “flavor” to your eager tongue?
The snake woman gulped and shifted her gaze over to you again, breath hitching as she watched you unconsciously bob your head down to suck on the length of the popsicle a bit more.
Oh…oh! Serpent felt all the blood rush to her face, as well as her two hemipenes down below, watching the way your head bobbed down with drops of popsicle juice dripping from the sides. She felt one of her cocks begin to twitch with arousal. Then the second. Then finally both cocks were stirring up with excitement at the thought of you going down at her. If she was hot then, then she was definitely hot now, as heat was pulsing through her veins with a need to see her pretty cocks stuffed down your throat (and other places).
Her breath was heavy and laborious, imagining the sight of you down on her knees, smirking up at her while you pushed her dress up to tug at her panties with desire. She gulped when she pictured you slowly licking your hot tongue from the base to the shaft, before finally engulfing her entire tip into your mouth and fondling her second cock with your hand. Serpent groaned at the sight, and was about to picture you swallowing her whole when—
“Serpent? Serpent?!”
Her eyes widened and she turned to look at you again, face flushing as she wondered if you could see her picturing you in so many lewd thoughts. Or even worse, could you see her erections? Was she having a prominent boner(s) right now?!
“I— I…uhm…”
“Your popsicle is melting. It’s all over your hand.”
You sighed and grabbed a napkin to wipe the sticky mess off Serpent’s hand, chuckling a bit at how silly she was for letting her treat get messy like this. “You were daydreaming so much that it began making a mess on the floor. Glad to see none of it spilled on your dress, but what were you thinking about?”
“Ah…nothing! I have to go, sorry!” Serpent flashed you a nervous smile and quickly got up to leave the screening room. She felt bad for leaving you caught off guard, but she was in a rush to get to her cell room in order to see if anything “embarrassing” happened to her.
The moment she was safe and locked in the privacy of her own room, Serpent sighed and looked down to see the hem of her dress. Sure enough, two, prominent boners were standing tall and straining against the fabric of her underwear, causing Serpent to groan with how pent up and horny she was.
“Ohhhhh whyyyyyy…” she whined, making her way to her bed to satisfy her cocks’ cravings. Today was going to be an even hotter day for her it seems…
COQUELIC
Coquelic had filed several complaints to the Chief of the MBCC throughout the early days of summer. When the majority of the ACs broke down in all the buildings, Coquelic was left lazing around in her room with Sumire or Garofano fanning her to keep her cool. Very spoiled was the Garden Master indeed, but without her trusty flower girls to dote on her every need, Coquelic would’ve melted like a puddle by now under the heat.
“Sumire, darling. Do put more wrist work in that fan, I’m starting to glisten.”
Coquelic groans and runs a finger across her forehead, pouting at the way she felt the slightest bit of slick coat her skin. “I’m losing so much water…! My poor complexion…”
“Mentor, with all due respect, it is just a little bit of sweat.”
Poor Sumire was sweating a lot more than Coquelic was, due to the fact she was working to keep Coquelic happy, all the while having no AC or fanning herself. Though the Garden was full of assassins who could definitely handle hotter temperatures than this, it didn’t mean it was exactly “comfortable” for those having to sit around and just take in the scorching heat. At least with the missions the Garden girls had something to distract themselves with…
At the door to her room opening slightly, both Coquelic and Sumire turned to see you peeking in your head through the door. At the sight of your familiar face, Coquelic immediately perked up and sat up in her bed. “My flower! You’ve come to visit I see…” Coquelic chimed, a bright smile filling her once uncomfortable face. “Sumire, you are dismissed. And while you’re at it, get yourself something cold at the cafeteria. You look awfully red.”
Sumire sighed and bowed in respect, getting up from her position to walk past you and leave. As she did so however, she flashed you a smile and mouthed the words “thank you” as if she were finally relieved to get a break from her mentor’s demands.
When she finally left, Coquelic opened her arms for you to come join her in bed, eager to have someone like you keep her company on this hellish day. “My flower, what brings you here into my sanctuary? Are you here to spoil me again?”
“You can say that. I brought some popsicles from the cafeteria kitchen, Kelvin is making them. Would you like some?”
“Oh? A cold, sweet treat for me? Give me a red one, it matches my lipstick.”
You handed her the red, unknown flavor of popsicle and sat down besides Coquelic on her bed. The moment the cold treat graced the mentor’s lips, she let out a delighted sound of relief and began eating with vigor. “Mm, how perfect. That Kelvin girl sure is talented…”
You chuckled and nodded, starting to suck on your own popsicle while staring off into space. You were content with just sitting there and soaking in the company of your beloved Coquelic, yet it seems with the way you were ravaging your popsicle, Coquelic had taken notice and began letting her eyes wander to your mouth…
With her own sugary treat halfway in her mouth, she let her red eyes fixate on the way you were sucking nonchalantly on your ice-cold popsicle. She knew you weren’t doing it on purpose, (at least, it seemed that way to her) but Coquelic couldn’t help but drag her own tongue across her lips with interest at how sensual your popsicle eating was…
You and Coquelic had a special relationship with each other. Not necessarily official lovers, but you’ve definitely explored each other’s bodies before several times. Her mind flashed back to memories of you towering over her in bed, hand fisting the base of her small, yet beautiful cock, with your face hovering over the hot head of her length.
Her cheeks went pink at the memory. Recalling the way you shyly smoothed your tongue over her tip and inched your way further at a snail’s pace. You were so shy and meek back then, too scared to touch the Master of the Garden like this with your lips, before Coquelic had to take her own matters into her hands and shove you down further by forcing her hands down on your scalp.
Coquelic drooled a bit inside her mouth when she recalled how you choked slightly even on her smaller size. You were so adorable with the way you looked up at her with lust, mouth bobbing up and down her short length and causing the master to buck her hips up into your throat.
“Your tongue work is impressive as always.” Coquelic comments suddenly, smirking up at you with half lidded eyes. That caught you off guard and you nearly choked on your popsicle, blushing and turning to the Garden master. “C…Coquelic…”
“Oh, don’t stop now. Come on, give me a show.” Coquelic teased, eyes trailing down to the base of her practically lingerie attire. “I like it very much…”
Your eyes followed her gaze and your breath hitched at the sight. Through the thin, translucent fabric of her lace, a small bulge was prominent with bits of wetness staining the cloth. It occurred to you that Coquelic had been watching you this entire time letting her mind fill in the imagination of you sucking her cock rather than that popsicle…
“When you’re finished with that, would you like to enjoy another kind of popsicle, my dear?” Coquelic teased, gesturing to the boner under her nightgown.
“Ah, well…” your cheeks flushed but you couldn’t help but find the offer enticing. “Alright.”
“Splendid!” Coquelic grinned and leaned back against her bed, continuing to eat her popsicle before fishing out her shaft to masturbate to the sight of you eating your treat. “Just take your time. I’m sure we’ll both enjoy the show…”
CABERNET
Cabernet was among the majority of the sinners who couldn’t handle the heatwave at the MBCC. For almost every meal, she’s requested a cold dish to combat the heat. Ice cream sundaes, cold soba noodles, fresh fruit sandwiches. Heck, Cabernet had even resorted to putting her precious grapes in the freezer of the MBCC’s cafeteria kitchen. The cold crunch of her beloved fruits being the only thing saving Cabernet from sweating her face off among the sea of sweaty sinners.
Usually the calm and composed food critic would be able to find an alternative food item to keep herself from dying of starvation (plus the heat), but on this particular day, it was just too hot that Cabernet couldn’t even find the appetite to eat something fresh. Every food presented to her was either too warm, or lacking in flavor from the frost. Poor Cabernet was just slouching over one of the cafeteria tables and trying to absorb the cold from the metal. It was a pitiful sight, and Kelvin began working on a solution to make the tastiest popsicle for Cabernet’s standards.
“Psst. Hey.” Kelvin flagged you over when you walked past the kitchen one morning. She had been busy preparing popsicles for the entire Bureau ever since the air conditioning in the building broke, so when you walked in, you could see an assortment of several different flavors, plus a batch of popsicles that definitely stood out from the bunch with how “fancy” it looked.
“Hey Kelvin, did you need something?” You tilted your head and looked down at her.
“Yeah, can you do me a favor? I’ve been making popsicles for everyone at the Bureau, but Cabernet’s popsicles are a special case.” Kelvin laughed nervously and presented a tray of gourmet, special popsicles that had bits of magenta dragon fruit and unique coloration you had never seen before. “Can you give these to her? I feel bad that she’s suffering immensely through the heat wave.”
“Yeah, of course!” You smiled and took the tray from her hands. “Where is Cabernet currently?”
“She’s lying on that table over there.” Kelvin pointed to a redhead slouching over a cold table in the corner, hair a mess as she pressed her face against the surface and looked to be in such a miserable state. You felt a pang of sympathy for the poor woman after seeing her all sweaty and messy from the heat of the Bureau, so you nodded quickly and began making your way over to her. “I’ll go deliver these to her, thanks.”
Approaching the hot redhead at her table, you set the tray down and Cabernet immediately perked up at the smell. “Oh, hello there,” Cabernet hummed, looking up at you and trying her best to smile despite suffering. “What did you bring me, dear?”
“Kelvin made you some special popsicles with her own recipe. I’m not sure what’s in them, but they sure do look fancy.”
“They do indeed…” Cabernet hums, glancing over at the magenta popsicles with interest. “Would you like to try one with me?”
“Really?” Cabernet nods and generously hands you a dragon fruit popsicle. “I can’t finish this all. Please, try one with me.” She smiles and wipes a bit of sweat away from her brow before picking up her own popsicle. “Cheers, let’s enjoy this cold treat together.”
She teasingly taps the tip of her own popsicle against yours, mocking a sort of champagne glass clink before slipping the popsicle in her mouth. “Mmmm…Kelvin certainly outdid herself this time. I can taste all the flavors of fruit she put in here, what do you think dear?”
“Mm, I’ve never tasted anything like this before…” you muttered with utter surprise, seemingly enjoying the strange new treat. “It’s refreshing and sweet, but not too sweet. I can even taste hints of citrus and lemon within the popsicle…”
Cabernet’s eyes gleamed with amusement at your analysis. She chuckled before continuing to lick at her popsicle with refreshment. “I didn’t take you to be such the food critic, dear.” Cabernet teased, before a brief silence overcame the two of you, letting Cabernet’s eyes wander to your lips.
Cabernet was one to notice people’s mouths often, yet this time she took interest in the way you savored the popsicle on your tongue. The way you hungrily slurped up and licked the droplets of juice dripping from the ice, tracing your tongue over each side and crevice while closing your eyes in pure bliss for how refreshing the popsicle was in the heat…
Cabernet licked her lips and let her eyes drown out in your enjoyment. A certain hunger filling the food critic as she imagined how you’d devour something else if you were that excited to eat something phallic shaped.
Would you slurp up her cum like that if you were to suck her off? Would you make those breathtakingly delicious sounds like you were right now when she leaks too much and accidentally ejaculates a mouthful into your throat from how cute you were? Would the taste of Cabernet bring you bliss like this as you were right now?
She was definitely a woman with a high libido and she made it clear. Swallowing the drool that was filling up her mouth and letting her thoughts run wild of you between her legs and getting cockdrunk off her taste and taste alone. Oh how she wishes she could see you enjoy how sweet she was, semen dribbling down your chin just like how the popsicle juices were currently making a mess on your face.
“So messy, aren’t you?” Cabernet hums, taking her napkin and dotingly wiping the juice from your chin. “No need to be so ravenous, my dear. We have plenty of popsicles to devour.”
She smiles and suddenly tilts your chin up with the edge of her fingers, eyes going half lidded with arousal before whispering in your ear. “Plenty of popsicles, and one you could savor forever.”
And judging from the small boner straining against Cabernet’s dress, you had a small idea of just what kind of popsicle Cabernet was referring to. It was one you would savor forever indeed…
ADELA
Because of how hot it had become in the Bureau, Adela began getting frequent customers, both staff and sinners alike, all asking for shorter and thinner haircuts to get just a bit more breeze on their skin while the ACs were all broken.
Poor Adela had been stuck in her cell room snipping away hair for nearly everyone at the Bureau. Don’t get her wrong, she loved her job with a burning passion, but when almost all the ACs were broken and there wasn’t much ventilation circling through the walls (plus the added smell of hair chemicals and constant work from day to night), Adela was beginning to feel fatigued and had to take a small break in the screening room where there was one working AC in the whole building.
She was covered in a thin layer of sweat as she took a sip from her ice cold water bottle to cool off. She was rethinking her working hours for the summer since she was getting more fatigued the further they went into summer, and was lost in thought until she heard the screening room door open.
“Adela?”
“Oh, hello there sweetheart.”
Adela flashed you a soft smile and immediately set down her water bottle. “What brings you to find me? Are you in need of a haircut? Everyone has been asking for one nowadays, it’s just too hot to function with long, thick hair…”
She chuckled and looked up at you, patting the spot beside her for you to sit down. “No, maybe next time.” You responded, smiling before sitting down next to her as she requested. “I came to give you something!”
“Oh?” Adela chuckles and tilts her head fondly. “You didn’t have to get me anything. Just your presence is enough for me.”
“I know, but this time the gift is really worth it.” You smiled, holding up two popsicles in your hand. “The kitchen had been hard at work making popsicles for everybody, so I snatched two for us to enjoy!”
Adela smiled and blushed slightly at your generosity. “You really didn’t have to do that for me, sweetheart. I could’ve grabbed them myself, but…thank you.” She seemed very grateful for the sugary, cold, treat, and took one of the popsicles from your hand. “No problem, I figured since you were working so hard these past few days, you needed something cold to cool you down.”
You frowned and got a bit pouty at the thought. “Everyone needs to wait a little with their haircuts. They’re overworking you on so many hot days…there’s only so much of you to go around.”
Adela laughed softly at the way you got so defensive over her, patting the top of your head soothingly. “It’s my job, I like making people happy with their haircuts. It does get hot sometimes, but I can handle it. I thank you for worrying about me, though.”
Oh how Adela wanted to kiss you badly for how much you cared for her. You were just so cute and endearing in her eyes, yet she refrained from showing you affection for fear of ruining your friendship. “Well, enough pouting. Let us enjoy this treat, shall we?”
She smiles and begins unwrapping her popsicle to enjoy. When you finally relaxed and eased up your tension, Adela sighs with content as the two of you were engulfed in a comfortable silence. It wasn’t often that Adela got to have a relaxing time like this with someone she deeply cared about, so to have someone like you spend time with her on her break, really brought the hairdresser at ease.
“Ah, mine’s melting a bit.”
“Careful dear. You don’t want to spill on your clothes—”
Adela glanced over at you and her breath hitched at the sight of you tracing your tongue up along the length of your popsicle, licking up all the dripping juices and trying to clean the mess off your hand with your tongue. The sight of you doing this reminded her of…not so innocent things as blood rushed to her cheeks and made her blush.
“Oh…here, let me help you.” Adela grabbed a few spare napkins and helped clean the mess off your hand and chin. She adored the sight of your clumsiness and found herself fluttering over the way you looked up at her with gratitude. “Thanks, sorry. I guess I should’ve accounted that these popsicles would be a bit messy.”
You gave her a small, innocently messy smile and poor Adela felt her tights suddenly feel restrictive against her lower areas. A pulse of heat shot through her cock, causing her to stifle a whimper and feel herself strain against her tights. Without warning, Adela felt her innocent mind cloud with images of your hand wrapping around her length. The long, yet skinny length twitching under your touch before you lean down to grasp the tip into your lips and smirk up at her with mischief in your eyes.
Adela felt guilty. She hated and loved the fact that she was imagining you in such inappropriate positions. She wanted to get rid of these thoughts, but her mind started spiraling and soon she was picturing you kneeling by her bed, thighs parted slightly with your innocent eyes looking up at her and pleasing her length with that tight throat of yours. Oh how she could just imagine your tongue tracing over each individual vein ribbing along her cock, knowing full well that you’d enjoy a stimulating sensation such as that against your mouth…
Darn it… Adela was getting hard. Adela rarely gets hard with how she always had the best thoughts and intentions of her loved ones, yet when you were licking that frozen treat of yours so sensually, how could Adela not picture you replacing that popsicle of yours with her cock?
“Ah, apologies my dear. But I’m afraid I must head back to work. Thank you for keeping me company,” Adela says in a quiet tone, getting up before you could say anything else and quickly making her way back to her room. After locking the door and making sure no one could get in, Adela groaned and slid her tights down, her erect cock popping free with beads of precum leaking down the tip, as she now had a rock hard boner to deal with before seeing other customers…
Adela sighed and rubbed her face in frustration. It looks like she’d be spending the rest of her break trying to relieve herself of this monster, sitting down on the chair her customers oftentimes sat on, before touching herself to thoughts of cumming down your throat…
KELVIN
For the past few days at the Bureau, Kelvin was hard at work preparing popsicles for everyone, ever since the air conditioning units all broke for seemingly no reason. Staff and sinners alike were all sending so many complaints to the poor Chief, and Kelvin being Kelvin, thought of making a temporary solution in order to get everyone off the Chief’s back.
Kelvin was one of the few sinners who weren’t affected by the heat wave. Due to her particularly unique ability gained from becoming a sinner, Kelvin was immune to the hot air and fatigue, and was busy whipping up different flavored popsicles in the kitchen from morning to night.
The chefs of the Bureau would help her, of course. But most of the time Kelvin worked alone. She wanted to perfect her popsicle recipes to appease to the crowd’s tastes, so she was oftentimes up late at night preparing several batches of flavorful frozen treats.
You had stumbled upon her cooking up a storm in the kitchen one night when you were out to get a glass of water. Upon seeing the meek sinner running around and mixing different fruit blends and flavors, you peeked your head in with curiosity and wondered what she was doing.
“Kelvin?”
You watched as she squeaked and nearly dropped the tray of unfrozen popsicles on the floor. Quick to rush over to her, you helped steady her posture and felt guilty for startling her. “Ah, sorry. I shouldn’t have surprised you like that.”
“N-No no, it’s fine. I just didn’t expect any visitors today at this hour,” Kelvin nervously chuckled and set the tray of unfrozen popsicle juice on the counter. “Did you need something from the kitchen? I’ll try my best to provide.”
“Well, I just came down to get a glass of water, but I didn’t expect you to be working so late still.” You tilted your head at her and offered a hand. “Do you need help? You've been working so hard lately caring for the entire Bureau throughout the heat wave. I don’t want you to be tired.”
Kelvin’s cheeks flushed a bit at your concern, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Ah, well, if you’re up to the task, I’d be happy to have some help in filling the rest of these popsicle molds. These are all for tomorrow’s batch, and I think it’ll be faster if we had two people working at the same time.”
She smiles sheepishly at you. “Is…Is that okay?”
“Of course, here, give me a pitcher.” And so you began helping Kelvin out in the kitchen. The two of you working diligently to finish tomorrow’s popsicles as quickly as possible. What was about half an hour of work had been halved to about fifteen minutes with you and Kelvin working together, and soon the last batch of the evening was slid into the freezer ready to be frozen for tomorrow.
“Ah, we finished much quicker than I thought!” Kelvin exclaimed happily, already starting the cleanup process. “If you’d like, you can grab a popsicle of your choice that’s already been frozen. Think of it as like…a treat of sorts. A thank you for helping me.”
She smiles bashfully and fiddled with her fingers, quickly washing the dishes while you took a popsicle of your choosing.
“Mmmm. You've really outdone yourself this time, Kelvin. This flavor is really good.”
“Really? I’m glad you enjoy it—”
Kelvin grinned and turned around to face you, only to gasp and nearly drop the cup she was holding in her hand.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Ah, nothing nothing. I just thought I saw a bug on the wall.”
She flashed you a timid smile and turned back to face the sink, ears going pink as the sight of you pursing your lips over the popsicle and sucking on it ravenously, as it had Kelvin’s innocent mind wandering to dangerous territories. She didn’t expect herself to get so…aroused at the sight of you nonchalantly sucking on a popsicle to eat, yet the poor woman felt the inside of her small cock pulse with need the more she thought about it.
‘Ohhhh nooooo…’ Kelvin thought, trying to take her mind off her horniness as she continued scrubbing the dishes. She was lucky that she was turned away from you to hide her ever-growing blush and flustered-ness, but a part of her wanted to let her imagination run loose with the image of you bobbing your head up and down the sugary confection.
Kelvin’s cock was not the biggest in comparison to the other sinners, in fact she was probably one of the smaller sinners on the spectrum when it came to measuring her dick size. However, she couldn’t help but think of how easy it would be for you to pop her entire length in your mouth, taking her from the tip to the base, as your mouth swallowed her whole and engulfed her in a sea of pleasure.
Kelvin stifled a whimper, feeling her tights strain against her ever-hardening erection as she rubbed her thighs together to provide some friction on her shaft. Poor Kelvin, she was so, so horny now. Picturing someone as hot and caring as you slowly edging her and teasing her as you traced circles around her cute cockhead, watching the tip grow redder and redder before spilling over with cute beads of seed and down her thighs…
Oh my, if you teased her delicately like that, Kelvin is unsure if she’d ever be able to stop herself. After all, whenever Kelvin orgasmed, she could barely contain herself as her ejaculations could last a very long time depending on how sensitive she was. (And most often than not, Kelvin was very sensitive when it came to a lover’s touch)
“Mmpf…hnnn…” Kelvin chewed her bottom lip and swallowed as she felt herself stiffen while scrubbing the dishes. She was definitely distracted with her thoughts, as she didn’t notice you creeping up behind her.
“You’ve been scrubbing the same cup for a while now.”
“Ah!”
Kelvin yelped and made the mistake of turning around, revealing the small, barely noticeable —but still noticeable in your eyes— dark stain that hovered just above where her tip would be. Your eyes immediately lowered and noticed the stain garnering the bluenette’s little chef outfit, and the smirk that stretched across your lips caused Kelvin to shiver with delight.
“Oh, distracted were we?” You chuckled, causing Kelvin to squeak and cover her crotch area with her hands, face going bright red with shame as embarrassment settled in. “Ah, don’t cover yourself. You look adorable! Were you busying yourself with thoughts of me?”
Kelvin couldn’t make eye contact with you, but stiffly nodded as a show of honesty.
“Awe, alright then. I’ve finished my popsicle while you were ‘distracted’ but I’m still hungry…”
Kelvin’s breath hitched as you got down on your knees, resting your cheek on her leg and smiling up at her. “Care to give me another popsicle, Kelvin? I came down for some water earlier, but it seems I’m parched for something else…”
Unable to overcome her lust, Kelvin gulped and just slid her tights down with ease.
#path to nowhere#ptn#serpent smut#serpent x reader#coquelic smut#coquelic x reader#cabernet smut#cabernet x reader#adela smut#adela x reader#kelvin smut#kelvin x reader#ptn women x reader#ptn women smut#ptn smut
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Small Chief (OC) and her S-Rank Sinners
I'm back from exam btw
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Pairing: Alpha Cabernet x Omega female reader
Warnings: NSFW, omegaverse, Cabernet has a cock, breeding, praising, marking.
MDNI
You sprinted down the corridor in search of Cabernet. She claimed to have someone hostage, her haunting words echoed in your mind, a chilling promise of impending doom if you failed to reach her in time.
As you arrived at the door where Cabernet had summoned you, her intoxicating scent enveloped your senses, the scent of an alpha... it's something very familiar to you, leaving you momentarily lightheaded and disoriented.
"You arrived, my obedient girl..." Cabernet murmured, rising leisurely from her chair, her wicked grin unfurling like a sinister secret. With each step toward you, her pheromones intensified, a potent allure that drew you closer into her enigmatic web.
A chill ran down your spine as you instinctively took a step back, her piercing gaze casting a shadow of doubt over your choices. "You're still so gullible... Did you truly believe my words about taking a life if you didn't come?" Cabernet's laughter echoed in the room, revealing the twisted depths of her deception.
"You lied...?" you whispered in disbelief, your eyes locked onto Cabernet's, her sly smile captivating your attention. Her fingers triggered an electrifying shiver as they brushed against your neck.
"Indeed, you wouldn't come to me under normal circumstances now, would you?" she purred softly, "Though I'd willingly commit any sin for you..." Cabernet leaned in closer to your neck, her breath tickling your skin as she inhaled your scent with a soft, indulgent chuckle. "Ah... I can't resist any longer... you smell absolutely irresistible!" she quickly reached for your wrist, holding it tightly to make sure you won't get away.
"I'll make you mine... I can't bear the thought of anyone else marking you." Cabernet declared with a possessive gleam in her eyes. With a swift, dominating motion, she dragged you forcefully, throwing you onto her bed before quickly climbing on top of you.
"I don't want to be marke–" you began to protest, but Cabernet silenced you by pressing her finger gently against your lips. "Hush," she whispered, her voice commanding and sultry, "I wish to savor this moment in perfect silence." she added while her hands worked their way to remove your clothes. "I only want to hear your voice when you cry out my name."
Despite your best efforts, you found yourself powerless to resist Cabernet's advances, a mixture of desire and anticipation coursing through your veins. Cabernet holding you down just made it worse, her pheromones are everywhere and it's getting to you. She smelled so good, too good. It's enough to get you into heat right away... though you didn't want to admit, your body is telling you that you're a perfect match together, accepting Cabernet as your mate as it begs to be filled up.
"That's right, just stay still for me.." she whispers softly against your neck while planting soft kisses all over it. As you watched Cabernet lean back, you couldn't help but feel her hungry gaze on your body. The tight dress did little to hide the obvious bulge of Canernet's cock, throbbing with desire for the upcoming mating session.
A soft moan escaped your lips as you watched Cabernet gracefully removed her dress, each deliberate movement accentuating the sway of her full breasts. A delicious shiver ran down your spine at the sight of her voluptuous body and the teasing glimpses she offered of what lay beneath.
"Mhm... just hurry up..." You mumbled softly, the heat gradually becoming unbearable, and Cabernet just knew how to make you crazy. Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched Cabernet stroke her cock, the image of her hands moving up and down its shaft etched into your mind.
"Patience, my good girl." With a slow, deliberate movement, she brushed the head of her cock against your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to your core. You couldn't wait any longer - you needed more of Cabernet's attention, needed her to fill this aching emptiness inside you.
A soft whimper escaped your lips as Cabernet held you still, denying you the release of movement when she realized you were trying to move your hips.
Without warning, she plunged herself deep inside you, eliciting a loud moan from both of you. The sensation was overwhelming, every inch of her cock stretching and filling you completely. You clutched at her shoulders, digging your nails into her skin as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you.
Cabernet's breath hitched in her throat, her movements becoming more frenzied as she lost herself in the heat of the moment. She pounded into you relentlessly... with each thrust, she growled low in her throat, claiming you as hers entirely.
Cabernet leaned down to whisper into your ear, "This is where I belong... inside you, filling you up with myself." You shuddered at Cabernet's words, her cock throbbed against your walls, she pulled back slightly before slamming herself back into you, hitting that perfect spot deep within your core again and again and again... until your cries of pleasure echoed around the room as you came, your body shuddering in delight. Cabernet's cock throbbed inside you as she kept burying herself as deep as possible, filling your womb with her cum.
"So adorable..." Cabernet mumbled with a smile as she leaned down to capture your lips in a slow, passionate kiss, her tongue tangling deliciously with yours while she keeps moving her hips slowly, pumping her cum deep inside you.
As Cabernet pulled out of you, a small amount of your combined cum dripped onto the bed. She turned you over roughly, exposing your ass to her view. She then grabbed your hair and forced your head down, keeping it there with one hand as she secured your wrists behind your back with the other.
"What are you doing..." You groaned in pain by how roughly she's handling you now, looking at her face... you saw her wicked smile, her hungry eyes looking down at you.
"Did you think I'd be done with doing it once? You really are adorable. That was just an appetizer, the main course starts now." Cabernet chuckled before she guides her cock towards your entrance, catching the drips of your cum as they leaked from your still-sensitive pussy, smirking darkly as she slowly pushed them back inside you with the head of her cock.
As Cabernet's hips began to move with a brutal, relentless force, you found yourself crying out in both pain and ecstasy. Each thrust drove her cock deeper into your pussy than the last, tearing through your walls of resistance like they were nothing more than paper.
Your body trembled under her weight as she bore down on you, grinding against your ass cheeks each time she pulled back before driving forward again. "A-Ah.. hah.. slow down... slow..." You begged Cabernet but she just scoffed, with each thrust, you could feel the massive head of her cock pressing against your cervix, sending waves of blinding pleasure coursing through your body despite the agonizing pain.
"Shh, it'll be okay, my good girl. Just take it." Cabernet cooed as she picks up the pace, her thrusts becoming faster and harder. The room seemed to echo with the sound of Cabernet's hips slapping against your ass, her every movement driving her cock deeper into you.
As Cabernet's pace quickened, you felt her cock pounding inside you without mercy. Every inch of your body was alive to the sensation of being filled so completely, of being claimed as hers alone.
Her breath hitched in her throat, and you knew she was close... and then Cabernet came hard inside you. Hot jets of her cum shot straight into your womb, filling every corner with her essence. She continued to thrust relentlessly, each stroke dragging more of her cum deeper into your body until there was no room left for anything else and it made you lose your mind completely.
"You're mine, you belong to me.. do you understand? Mine and mine alone." Cabernet leaned closer to your neck, her grip on you tightened further still, holding you immobile beneath her. She licked the back of your neck as she gets ready to mark you.
"Now, for the dessert..." she mumbled as she opens her mouth wide. Cabernet's teeth sank deep into your neck, and you felt a rush of heat as her mouth closed around the wound. She sucked greedily at the blood that flowed freely from between her lips, moaning in ecstasy with each drop that passed her tongue.
"Mmmph!!" You whimpered as you squirmed around but Cabernet held you firmly in place, keeping her teeth buried into your flesh for a bit more before she leaned back with a satisfied sigh, her teeth finally releasing their hold on your flesh. You let out a low moan, feeling both relieved and bereft at the same time - as if some part of you had been torn away forever.
Cabernet's grip on you tightened even further, afraid of letting go. Her cock throbbed inside you, still hard and full despite the intensity of your earlier encounters.
"I want all of you..." She murmured softly against your neck, her breath sending shivers down your spine. "Every last drop."
Without warning, Cabernet began thrusting into you once more - slow and deep this time, almost gentle in its rhythm. Stopping for a bit just to lift your legs so she can turn you over on your back.
"Hah... that expression," Cabernet chuckled with a twisted delight, "I adore it so deeply." The sight of your tear-streaked, crimson face stirred a dark desire within her, compelling her to further unravel your emotions but she held herself back.
Cabernet leaned closer to your face with a warm smile. "It's okay, I won't let anyone else have you." she whispered against your lips before pressing them together in a gentle kiss. Cabernet's body pressed against yours, her warmth enveloping you like a comforting blanket. There was something oddly protective about this embrace - as if she were trying to hold onto you for dear life.
Cabernet's hips began to move in a slow, sensual grind against your pussy. Each thrust was careful and deliberate; she seemed intent on pleasuring you in this moment rather than taking what she wanted.
With each thrust of her hips, Cabernet moaned softly, the sound vibrating against your skin. She looked into your eyes with such intensity that it felt like she was seeing right through you - reading every thought, every desire that crossed your mind.
As the sensations built up once more, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge. But this time it felt different; instead of being pushed over by Cabernet's relentless pace, you were guided gently towards ecstasy by her tender caresses.
"My good girl... you're taking me so well." Cabernet's words sent shivers of pleasure racing down your spine. You couldn't help but arch your back off the bed, offering yourself up to her completely. As she continued moving within you, every thrust pushing deeper than before.
Cabernet hugged you tighter, burying her face in the crook of your neck as she whispered words of praise against your flesh, telling you how beautiful you were, how much she loved having you like this - hers completely.. With each slow thrust, she sent another wave of ecstasy coursing through your body. And then, without warning, she came once more inside you - hard, deep, and powerful.
Tears roll down your cheeks from how powerful her orgasm was, your body trembled and your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head. You felt your womb swelling from how much she's cumming inside you, making you writhe beneath her.
When Cabernet finished, she did a few more pumps before stopping completely, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "How is it? You're completely mine now..." she whispers while caressing your belly in a slow and gentle manner. You wanted to talk but only soft whimpers came out of your lips.
With one last push, she buried her cock as deep as she possibly can inside before laying on top of you, holding you protectively while her cock acted as a plug to stop her cum from leaking out. You felt so full and satisfied at the same time.
"Get some sleep, my dear.." Cabernet whispered soothingly, cradling you protectively in her arms as your eyelids grew heavier. "I'll stay inside you until you wake up... and then we'll continue." she added with a smile. Despite the uncomfortable sensation of having something big buried deep inside you, it also felt reassuring that Cabernet will not leave you alone in your vulnerable state.
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could i request sfw and nsfw headcanons for dating zoya? hope you have a good day/night! ^^
⟡ . DATING ZOYA HEADCANONS
summary: zoya x afab!gn reader and how it's like to date her!
cw: includes nsfw hcs, strap ons, rough sex, cunnilingus, petplay(?), zoya gets put on a collar/leash
a/n: omg a zoya request... this woman makes me giggle and kick my feet stop. shes so attractive i refuse to believe that no one has a fancy for her bc that's literally zoya... who tf wouldn't be into her?
SFW
✦ omg... have i told you shes such a green flag even if shes a gang leader?? you'd be so safe in her arms bc shes so tall, big and strong... shes really overprotective about you and uses her strength and status as an advantage to ward off weirdos that's trying to go after you
✦ shes your cliche hopeless romantic. every year during valentine's day or your relationship anniversary she'd always spoil you 2x more than she usually does. chocolates and your other favourite snacks, sometimes a bouquet of roses but on most days, it's your favourite kind of flower. she wants to keep in touch with your preferences, and makes sure she gets the things you like.
✦ she wouldn't dare try to hurt you at all because she knows shes a little bigger than you in terms of size and height. she'll always be gentle with you and tries to be careful at all times.
✦ sooo considerate of your feelings. if she did something wrong, all you have to do is tell her and she'll fix it. even if it's a personal problem that doesn't involve her, she'll always be there to help you with it. if it gets physical... well. expect to hear the news that the person who did you dirty got hospitalized!
✦ princess/goddess treatment!! she treats you like the royalty you are and gives you kisses on your knuckles. not only she calls you pet names like "baby" or "pretty girl", she also calls you "my princess", "my goddess" or even "my lady". shes so charming, who wouldn't fall for her? 💕
NSFW
✦ zoya... petplay... zoya on a leash... something about big tall girls that reminds me of dogs... she wouldn't mind getting put on a leash because shes open to experiment any kind of crazy kinks or desires you have, as long as it's not too far.
✦ fucking you from behind with the 9" strap on you guys bought in a store and you pull on her leash to remind her of her duty everytime she suddenly goes faster and harder. but you also can't forget that you're the one having her on a leash, all just because she gives you a good fuck.
✦ she gives you good head as well. with the way she sucks on your clit and plunges her tongue deep inside your clenching walls and keeps poking your g spot. you would cum on her face in no time because of how good she makes you feel.
✦ oh and sometimes you'd love teasing her. i'm sure its not just me who would go crazy over girl abs... who wouldn't? you'd have her sit on a chair while her hands are tied behind it, sitting on her lap and graze your fingertips over her abs, telling her how hot she is and kissing her collarbone, all while she watches you with an amused smirk. ugh, who wouldn't be inlove with such a hot woman like her...
© 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗲𝗲𝘂𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻. 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗹, 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁.
#path to nowhere#ptn#ptn zoya#zoya x reader#zoya smut#ptn smut#ptn x reader#path to nowhere smut#path to nowhere x reader#path to nowhere zoya
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Friend said fem!chief x Langley so i doodled this for her U_U
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So now that you had met zoya......will you write for her?(im not tottally begging rn cause i wanna see her in your artstyle)
I have a simple small sketch for her in wip!
But yee!I am still at 3-11 so characteristic will be off. 😅😅
Can throw cars , break metals, loyal as fuck, and not put up with bullshit. I wonder how she would be without mania. She is a teasing mf sometimes.
I will scream your name instead.
#she is so strong#like wtf#ptn#zoya ptn#zoya#path to nowhere#zoya path to nowhere#hunnieart#hunnieanswer
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