ethan landry mocking you >>>
"oh it's too big baby? that's so cute." then proceeds to fuck you harder, making sure to shove that extra inch in there each thrust.
"too much? oh you poor thing.." wraps his hand around your throat and fucks you faster, definitely rubs your clit too.
"you're all done sweetie? that's too bad, im just getting started." proceeds to fuck you through 4 more orgasms.
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— in denial about having feelings for them ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀
the denial do be strong tho LOL, feel free to use!
➛ out of the blue, they start to look so attractive to you
➛ unconciously staring at them
➛ using exam season as an excuse to not process your feelings about them
➛ "are you sure they're just a friend?"
➛ jealousy creeping up whenever they smile at someone that's not you
➛ noticing the butterflies in your stomach whenever you're near them
➛ "both of you would look good together" "what-"
➛ suddenly all the love songs you're listening to are about them
➛ having an intimate dream about them that has you all flustered when you wake up
➛ "why does everyone think that i like them?"
➛ drunkenly telling your friends that you like them (this happened to me lol)
➛ "do you want me to remind you what you said about them when you were drunk" "no, absolutely not"
➛ unknowningly giving them the softest gaze when they talk to you
➛ random urge to kiss them
➛ "you know denial is the first step to everything" "what are you implying-"
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"Darling..."
They crouch in front of him, drawling his name like a melody, all sticky and sweet like honey. His back presses that much harder into the stone wall behind him.
"Do you want me to gouge your eyes out?"
The nonchalance of their delivery has his shaky lungs gasping for air.
"N-No..." — He doesn't, he doesn't, please don't.
"Then be a dear and keep those pretty things closed." — Their hand lands over his eyes, gently guiding his eyelids closed. — "Don't let me catch you sneaking a peek, okay?"
They smile still; he can feel their teeth grinning through the void enveloping him. He nods against their hand cupping his cheek as they watch him intently, swallowing down every word that claws at his throat to escape him in case they decide letting him keep his tongue should become a luxury too.
They give a couple light pats, then stand, purring, — "Good boy."
<3
Masterist
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Nick: Wanna hug from your older brother?
Danse: Nah, don- don't touch me...
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