#shear madness

[ricky-mortis]

I saw Shear Madness at the Kennedy Center the other night and good lord it was so good.

If you live anywhere near DC, I heavily recommend going to see it bc oh my godddddd. Seriously- super funny and the set is incredible and the actors are so talented. And it’s interactive!

Anyways yeah I drew Tony and Barbra :) .

#this is such a niche post I feel like #but it was so good and I need people to know about it #this is a show that has been running for 44 years #and they update it so the jokes are modern #good lord the improv skills those actors had #I could talk about it for ages #also I drew them mostly from memory #bc there are so few pictures of this production #it was fun #silly #oh shit it’s 4 am and I’ve got a show to tech tomorrow #shear madness #Washington dc theater #the Kennedy center #my art #:)

[happyllamaglama]

Every dang time

alpacolor.ch

#llama #llamas #alpaca #alpacas #video #shear madness

[strazcenter]

Audience is UNKNOWN VARIABLE in Shear Madness

Audience is UNKNOWN VARIABLE in Shear Madness #fromtheblog

All they wanted was a play that had a role for each of them. The play they created has been running for more than 40 years. It’s probably being staged even as you read these words. It’s an interactive-whodunit-murder mystery-comedy that was first produced before anyone used the word “interactive” to describe a theatrical experience. “I look back every now and then and think, ’So much of this is…

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#Broadway #Bruce Jordan #comedy #humor #interview #performing arts #play #shear madness #straz center #straz center for the performing arts #Straz Produced #Tampa #theater

[coffee-at-annies]

Everyone is writing such put together posts on my dash and all I got is this: I’m sad. I’m genuinely heartbreakingly sad.

I don’t care about the future. I don’t care about winning or losing the trade. One of the players I thought would be a penguin for life is now a hurricane and I’m sad about it.

I see the why of it. I can talk about the analysis and the sport and the business and all of that and it doesn’t change the fact that I’m sad. I’m gonna be hurting for a while. We’re gonna be hurting. Nothing to do. Nothing we can change. Nothing that’ll happen except to wish Jake well and hope that wherever he ends up during free agency, he’s happy there.

In the meantime, I guess all that’s left to say is:

Let’s Go Pens!🐧🏒

#any canes followers or mutuals you are not the bad guys here and I’m not mad - I’m just sad about the circumstances #anne watches hockey #fuck trades #sad trade feelings #jakenbake #what a way to to do right by Sid #I hope he ends up somewhere he’s happy during free agency #part of me wants him to test the market and come home #but nobody ever comes back - not flower or zar or teddy or hags or shears or erod #so why would this change the pattern

[fancyfliers-fr]

Even when you're in the lab, you can still take the time to look your best! New from Scroll's book of designs is garb for any self-respecting (and OSHA compliant) laboratory attendant and scientific genius, found exclusively at Thread and Shears!

#flight rising #flight rising apparel #flight rising outfit #fae #fae dragon #scientist #mad scientist #fancy speaks #thread and shears

[smartichokes]

THEY USED THE LIVING TOMBSTONE SONG FOR THE CREDITS HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUTOMATIC 5 STARS

#babbling #i just watched five nights at freddys and i LOVED it #dude when that song came out i listened to it… a lot #its a banger okay #i havent looked into the lore after like the second game #but it actually stayed pretty true to the lore i know from the first game #there were obvious liberties taken but im not mad at all #i actually fucking cried because im a loser baby who apparently cries at EVERYTHING now #but holy shit fnaf always made me feel so unsettled because those are CHILDREN #and so when i saw actual kids i just kinda had no chance of getting through the movie without waterworks #abby was absolutely phenomenal #i really appreciate camp and im so glad they didnt try to do a full gritty style and try to take it too seriously #so anyway yes full review is that it was very good #mattpatt deducted half a star but also added it back because of the shear dedication to the history of this series #and then the living tombstone just sent it into full masterpiece #thank you for coming to my ted talk #OH AND MATTHEW LILLARD #that set it automatically to 5 stars before all my other bs #i love that man and emma tammi is now my hero

[oursidae]

i think that clothing manufacturers who use mostly plastic fabrics should kill themselves

#my post #i just saw a video from an australian sheep farmer who talked abt how shearing sheep is an expense you dont make back because #you cant sell the wool for much because no ones buying and using it #and got so mad

[riseupriseupandcomealong]

happy holiday season time to black out with rage every time i enter a store and see something with reindeer on it get labeled “fair isle”

#fair isle knitting #it makes me soooo mad especially since it’s still incredibly difficult for people who live on fair isle to afford living #and the knitters there sell things that are handknit! often with yarn from sheep they or their neighbors raised and sheared! for super #reasonable prices. like yeah they’re pricey but they’re cheap for hand-knit garments #and cheap and inaccurate knock offs are everywhere #plus designer knockoffs for way more money. also usually uncredited. #knitting

[ehgood-enough]

Finally finished up the undies I cut out. Now I can move onto something else

I think I’m going to dig into the rib knit and make some stuff for the warmer weather which I’m sure is going to show up any day now …. Any day now…

Baby yoda is bamboo lycra with cotton lyrca for the bands

Bear is bamboo lyrca from rockerbye with yarn dyed stripes for the bands- which is an awful choose it’s looks good but has no recovery but the waistband is lined with cotton lyrca so it’s only the legs that will suffer. I could add some elastic but whatever it’s good enough. Might have to pick some wedgies but I can deal

Grey is bambo lycra from shear madness. I made these high rise to try out and I really shouldn’t have the medium rise is kinda high already. Oh well

The witchy ones are cotton lyrca from dark matter which is a light cotton lyrca with light cotton lycra from tkb for the bands. I got the bands fabric in a mystery box and didn’t think I’d find a use for them because it’s so bright but they go perfect with this fun witchy fabric. This is absolutely my favorite pair out of all the ones I’ve sewn recently

#sewing underwear #sewing clothes #Sinclair patterns #Sinclair bliss #Sinclair Kiki #rockerbye destash #shear madness fabric #tkb prints

[skylordhorus]

hey, screw the gardener outside rn strimming bushes during nesting season

#*deep space noises* #what the hell are you doing?????? #there are fucking birds nesting around there ive seen them #can people not go a few months without manicuring their bloody shrubs #at the very least just use shears instead #ughghgGH IM MAD

[djmankiewics1996]

How are you and where are you now?

when the magic wore out my fur didnt go back so that was a pretty big issue. but good news is were doing ethical sheep care today and kot did his thing so long story short i got a free haircut.

#homestar runner #ask #meatybunger #strong mads surprisingly good with shears

[neverendingford]

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#tag talk #maybe I'm too angry at things. #do you think I'm too angry at things? #I think I have a lot to be angry about. #I had a lot to be angry about when I was five years old and I've just been collecting since then #I think children should be allowed to be angry. and I never was. I wasn't even angry. I didn't have anger issues #or. well.. I suppose not being angry at all ever is in fact an issue. so therefore it's an anger issue. #just making up for lost time I guess. healing starts with crying and screaming and being sad and being mad #wanting to kill your parents is perhaps a healthy part of growing up I think. yeah. let's keep telling ourselves that. seems reasonable #honestly though I'm glad I never actually died because I don't wanna imagine the shit my parents would have said at my christian funeral #I need to outlive them so no one is ever tempted to pray over my fucking casket. #I wish ghosts were real cause imagine a pastor preaching at my funeral and then his head just fuckin explodes from my ghost powers #dog could you imagine? shear chaos. pure vindictive spite. Anyway I'm just Hannah Baker-ing this now huh. #shouldn't use death as an emotional weapon. sui is a heavy personal choice not a malicious little jab at people you don't like. #if you leave an argument you shouldn't stick your head back in the room to get the partying shot. leave and never think about them again #except that you can escape in real life. it's not next life or bust. there's other options. remember that. it's not just one way of escape #oh I just realized why I feel this way. my dad's coming over with furniture shit. that's why I'm mad as hell rn. hhhh this too will pass. #unpleasantly. but it'll pass nonetheless.

[spectralan0maly]

if man is dog and woman is cat i am an aardwolf. a strange reclusive little fellow who looks very much like a dog. you may think of them as basically dogs but dont be fooled, these guys are their own class of animal that just happen to look like dogs, and cetainly would be mistaken for a dog more often than a cat (its neither)

but honestly, as long as you dont claim to know stuff about the aardwolf, aside from it exists, its probably fine to think of and reffer to it as a sorta canine. its not, but its an easy assumption to make and no one would blame you for it, unless youve like, read up on them (asked me) or are into biology (can identify queer people). its fine.

#thinking about how people at my new job #didnt ask for pronouns and i am just kinda a guy to them #and how hoenstly thats Fine #a goat in sheeps clothing aint gonna be mad when the farmer comes are em with shears

[whitecreekvalley-if]

[ Demo TBA ] • Character descriptions • Pinterest •

Genres: Slice of life, drama, mystery, romance

WCV is rated 18+ for explicit language, violence, alcohol and drug use, and explicit sexual content.

Life's taken a nosedive—no apartment, no job, no friends. Desperation pushes you to cling to a chance from a kindly stranger offering a ticket to a town hidden beyond mountains and plains, a place people don't seek but always seem to need.

Welcome to Whitecreek Valley, where the Brass Pine Ranch needs your unique skills to mend a crumbling homestead, and a crumbling family. As you tackle the decay of the ranch and the town alongside the rancher's son, deeper troubles emerge—livestock falling ill sparks fears of a town on the brink of extinction. Can you navigate this community, help them rejuvenate, or will it become another link in the list of ghost towns of America's Wikipedia page?

FEATURES

Customization: Appearance, personality, gender & sexuality, what job they had before, their hobbies, etc. Choose how they feel about being a farmhand, how they're adjusting to the rural life, and - with your choices - how the town as a whole sees them. Are they part of the community or an perpetual outsider?

Skills: Depending on your previous job, you'll have a unique set of skills to help the community. Choose to learn new skills, like woodworking, bronc riding, or sheep shearing, to mention a few.

Animal husbandry: The distances around Whitecreek Valley are hefty, so it's necessary to have at least a horse to get around. Choose your favorite out of a cast of individual equines, each with their own personalities. Also, help a calf into this world and realize how fun it is to raise a baby cow! As long as you're in good standing with the rest of the herd, of course.

Rebuilding: Try your best to rebuild the Brass Pine ranch, and the town adjacent. The better job you manage, the more opportunities (and challenges) come your way.

Community outreach: A dying town is still home, and there are stories to be heard, problems to solve. Lend a helping hand to your new community and see how one kindness can pay itself back.

Romance: Not everyone in town is adverse to strangers, and if your heart yearns romance, there is a chance for a spark along the way. Just be careful as to who you're trying to woo in front of whom. Small town gossips, we've all seen it.

Mystery: There's something hanging over the valley, like a rot in the air. Why are people moving out? Why are exports not moving out? And who's behind the animals getting sick? Don you detective hat and lend a hand to the entire four local police officers working the bizarre case.

THE LOCALS (RO'S)

THE RANCHER'S SON

Mason "Mace" Gannon - 27 - he/him

He used to be so much fun. I miss hanging out with him, out by the bonfires. He'd always make everyone feel so included and happy, and oh, that homemade cider he'd bring? Warmed us up on those chilly late fall nights, when we had nothing else to do. Did I tell you about the time he got us all to go skinny dipping? He was such a charmer, I wonder --

Imagine Mace as your human golden retriever – the guy who's a blast to be around, a bit mischievous, and the first to rush to your aid whenever you need it. After being gone for five years to live his rodeo dreams, he's back, now the sole caretaker of the family ranch in his hometown. He goes to great lengths to keep his personal issues personal, and it's the butt of many jokes how he's always there to help others but has the worst time asking for help himself.

He's you boss, and probably one of the best you'll ever get. Just don't pay mind to the spats between him and his dad.

THE BARTENDER

Alice Marks - 25 - she/her

Alice, she's a feisty one! Like her poppa, rest his soul. How I love the drinks she comes up with at the bar, and that horse of hers! She could go into rodeo, but I don't think after what happened with her pa... Oh, but she's a wonder! Always there with a quip, how they drive her suitors mad. Good thing she stopped with the talk about moving away, the town would be so dull without her!

Alice is the town's most known inhabitant, running the show from the only bar in town, which she just happens to own. Her mind is like a machine for fun, and she's the brain behind all the pop-up events and happenings around town. Sure, she can be a bit like a hurricane of enthusiasm, but hey, that's Alice for you. If the town had a social heartbeat, it'd be Alice – the vibrant, smartass soul making everyday life feel like a blessing.

THE DEPUTY

Word of the wise: Never challenge Alice to a drinking game. You will lose, spectacularly, and it'll all be on film.

Judge Gannon - 34 - he/him

Judge is a bit strange, don't you think? He just vanished as soon as he turned eighteen and popped back out of nowhere! That must've been, let's see... Five years ago? He doesn't spend much time with us commoners though, but I think I've seen him at the bar once or twice. I don't actually think he knows how to make nice with people, he always has that glower on. Gets it from his dad, let me tell you --

Bold and straight to the point, Judge isn't out here trying to be intimidating – it just kinda happens. If his brother is a golden retriever, he's definitely the doberman of the family. He's got this brash, no-nonsense vibe that some folks mistake for arrogance, especially when they try laying on the charm and he's not having it. He steers clear of small talk unless it involves his job, and when duty calls, he's more than ready to throw down to protect his town and county.

There's this local urban legend that he cracked a smile once, but it's like spotting a unicorn – not everyone's buying it.

THE LAWYER

Mercedes "Sadie" Diáz - 32 - she/her

The new girl, yes! Oh, a beauty! And so curious. I do love sitting down with her though, oh the stories she brings from the big city, so intriguing! I hear she finds our town intriguing too, the mayor once - don't tell anyone I told you this - the mayor once said he caught her breaking into the city hall archives! I know, scandalous, but good on her, maybe now someone will argue that my neighbors fence post --

Sadie, the big-shot lawyer from the city, doing her solo act in town. When she's not in court, folks are lining up just to get a piece of the urban tales she's got. A trailblazer and truth-seeker, she's got this knack for poking her nose where it probably shouldn't be, and surprise, she knows more local secrets than the town gossip. Sure, she's all passionate and calculated, a bit out of sync with the town's warmth, but hey, that logical mind of hers might just shake things up and get the town back on track.

It's a well known fact that she could get access to places with the right documents, but she herself has said it's more fun to pick locks. Go figure.

LIST OF MAJOR NPCs

LIST OF MINOR NPCs

#interactive fiction #wip #if wip #if: intro #cog #choice of games #interactive novel #choice script #or is it #choicescript #idk idk

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Suddenly I’m a sheep baa

You have such a way with words!!! I love the image of konig sitting down, cooing at his flock, while reader stands to the side, watching… does he even know? Does he know the effect he has on you? Would he even care, if he knew that you’re completely ruined over watching him work… (would he treat you the same, one hand gripping your legs and hands out of his way, tucked up against his chest as his other hand wanders down your chest and against your cunt,,,)

Ahem

Baa.

Baa!!! YEAH I can see it happening in bed as soon as he gets his freak on. It's purely subconscious too! But then I was also thinking how König must be a total softie with all animals... Treating everyone gently and lovingly while reader is pouting & looking from the sidewalks like a third wheel :( Time to pull out the big guns!

CW: Pet play (attempted), dom/sub undertones (implied)

You see him feeding apples to horses, watch how they burrow their muzzles under his arm, he’s always gentle with each and every individual as long as they’re animal and not human... Even the old farm cat gets more love and attention than you :(

He nearly trips on it one morning because it’s purring and meowing at his feet – if a human were to do that they would get slurs and yelling and spit landing on their face... This furry little beast only earns a soft rumble and a low, affectionate “You naughty little devil,” as thanks for showing this bitter cruel man some love.

You even see him pet the cat absentmindedly when he’s doing some paperwork in his office, the loud purrs of the animal making you absurdly jealous. Hearing the roaring content of this cat as a broad, sturdy hand softly pets it from head to tail stirs emotions in you that are wildly inappropriate. You would kill to get this man to pet you, these animals don’t even know how lucky they are...

And maybe he doesn’t even know what he’s missing, seeing only men and animals here at the farm. The only woman, namely, you, is always walking around in rubber boots and dirty oversized overalls. He avoids you like the plague, and treats you more harshly than the young rascals sent here by the state... Men are visual creatures, so perhaps it’s no wonder that he takes no interest in you, some weak miss farmhand who always looks like she came from feeding the pigs... Which is your job here, actually, because König never allows you near his precious horses, let alone the delicate sheep.

So one day, you sneak inside his office and climb on his desk in nothing but your black sheen underwear, now with the addition of a black cat’s tail attached to the bum, with your make up done and wearing a pair of cute little cat ears. This must be the silliest thing I’ve ever done, you think as you push your tits invitingly together while propping yourself on the table like a spoiled house cat would, with your “paws” prettily together and your butt ready to lift from some good petting you fervently wish you’re about to get.

Heavy boots echo in the hall like doom just as you start to shiver from cold. Your heart nearly shoots out of your chest and your tits threaten to spill out of your too small bra, your rival is nowhere to be seen and all the sheep have been sheared so you hope you’ll finally spark this man’s interest in some intimate fun with an actual woman...

He walks in, comes to an instant halt on the door when he sees you, and from the looks of it, the poor man suffers a silent heart attack from seeing a half naked woman on his desk. He freezes right there on the spot, draws air so sharply you can hear it all the way to where you're sitting – all over his papers, innocently like a naughty feline would.

He looks both shocked and furious, but not a word of warning comes out – and how could he be mad at a pretty little thing like you? Donning your silly outfit consisting of black underwear, black cat tail and black cat ears, you even drew yourself some thin whiskers with your black eyeliner...

Your eyes are shy but accusing, they simply ask, why haven't you paid attention to me? Why haven't you played with me, turned me around in your lap any way you like? Where are the soft gazes and shushed praises that belong to me?

And while you were invisible to this man before, you now have his full attention.

His eyes fly to your tits first, then to your tail, they caress the dip and swell of your waist, rise to adore your rib cage and the fluttering pulse at the hollow of your throat, they steal a peek at your cute little ears... There's an endearing flash on softness in his eyes, and when he meets your stare again, he swallows so arduously that the sound of it is audible and thick. A chill runs down your spine as you realize this might not only be the first time in a while that he's seen a half naked woman... This might be the first time he's seen a half naked woman ever.

You give him your most demure gaze, bat your lashes slowly like cats tend to do when they see someone they appreciate and trust, and whisper:

“...Meow?”

#pet play is one of my fav kinks but I've never written for it before?? #high time to unlock that feature #könig x reader #tw: pet play

[mavrintarou]

[Daddies in December] Haitani Rindou

I feel like I make these Tokoyo Rev baddies into softies...

Warning: soft Rindou, smut

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Aside from getting blood splatter on his nice and expensive as hell suits, the next thing that Rindou hated was when Y/n was upset with him and her cold shoulders.

The first time she was upset with him and gave him cold shoulders (which implied no sex and no talking, he couldn’t even hold her hand) he nearly went mad. He never had an issue wooing a woman back after making her mad but Y/n held her fucken ground. She would not forgive him until he explained how he learned from the lesson and how he was going to do better.

The damage he took to his pride just for her forgiveness.

Since then, in their two-year relationship, he ensured that if it was a mistake on his behalf, he would own up to it and apologize immediately.

Earlier that day he was fine, his day was going well but it wasn’t until he received a text message from her asking what he wanted for dinner and he responded, it’s up to you.

His fucken thumb tapped the send button too fast before his brain could register that she did not like that response.

“Well if it was up to me, I wouldn’t be asking you in the first place?”

Her reply was received five minutes later, okay.

Okay.

Rindou exhaled deeply, her reply sat heavily on his mind. It was neither good nor bad but he couldn’t tell by her tone if she was upset and annoyed at his response.

His palm was sweaty as he gripped the large and obnoxious bouquet and headed home. He wasn’t even sure why he was nervous, he just knew something was different about Y/n and he hated that he couldn’t figure it out. With her, she was always keeping him on his toes.

Her emotions were all over the place now that she was pregnant.

One minute she’s happy he is home and the next minute she’s mad because the kitchen shears aren’t sharp enough and the next minute, she’s sad with tears streaming down her cheeks about the squirrels being cold in the middle of winter.

He knew very little about pregnant women, had to purchase two books, and educated himself when he was at work.

“Are you… fucken reading?” Ran burst out laughing when he entered the board room and found Rindou engrossed in a book. When his younger brother didn’t bother to jab him back with a snarky response, he picked up the second book and his eyes widened. “Y/n is pregnant?”

“Yes,” Rindou murmurs, “maybe you should also read too, I saw a book on how to be an uncle.”

Their apartment was quiet and that upped Rindou’s nervousness.

“Baby?” he called softly, toeing off his shoes. “Y/n? Love? Where are you?”

“In the kitchen.”

His long legs took him straight into the kitchen where he presented his bouquet. He opened his mouth, like a child ready to present a present to their mom but when he saw her tear-streaked face, he tossed the bouquet on the table in front of her and was immediately at her side. “What happened? Who do I need to kill?”

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand but Rindou was faster, reaching to wipe her tears away.

“It’s not that…” she muttered.

“What made you and baby sad then?” he rephrased, one hand cupping her cheek while the other rubbed her belly which was just beginning to show.

Instead of answering, Y/n turned to point at the counter a few feet away. He stood up and face contorted. “Onions?”

“I was trying to make dinner but accidentally cut off the butt of it and couldn’t finish chopping the onions before I started crying.” She continued to wipe her eyes, “goodness that fucken stings.”

Rindou’s lips tremble before he laughs wholeheartedly.

Y/n shoulders shook as she joined him, laughing hysterically.

“God, I love you.” He kissed her softly, “never a dull moment with you.” Y/n moans against his mouth, her hand quickly undoing the buttons of his dress shirt and he chuckled. “Needy?”

“Just a little…” she pulled away, glancing at his swollen lips she just hungrily nipped at. “I had a dream about you.”

Rindou stood up, pulling her up and tugging her along as he led them to the couch. He pulled her down his lap, “do tell me, what was it about?”

Y/n’s hand rests over his heart, feeling the beats beneath her palm. “You were fucking me…”

“Hmm?” he urged her to continue.

“You… were holding me, your strong arms,” she touched his muscular bicep, “supporting my weight and pounding hard into me while I hold on to your shoulders…”

Rindou’s eyes darken as he nods his head, “ah, is that so?”

Y/n nodded, she reached to brush his lower lip with her thumb. “I’ve been thinking about it all day…”

Rindou nipped her thumb before soothing it with his tongue, “what should I do about it?”

She looks up at him, “I think you should fuck me like how you did in my dream?”

“You would like for me to turn it into a reality?”

“Yes please,” she whispered.

He nodded his head with a small smirk, “anything you want.” He pinched her chin between his finger and thumb, bringing her face closer until he could kiss her again.

Without breaking their kiss, he guided her to straddle his lap, his hands slipping underneath her shirt, feeling the warmth of her naked skin. He cupped her breast through her bra before they slid behind to undo the claps. Rindou pulled away from their heated kiss, to tug her clothing off.

His lips pressed against her collarbone, tongue running up to her throat. “You want my cock? Then take me out then.”

Her hand reached for his pants, tugging at his belt and button before pulling the zipper painfully slow. His cock was already erect, bulging against the materials of his boxers. Her hand slid inside, stroking his cock.

Rindou's head rests against her chest as he groans already underneath the touch of her hand. “Faster, baby…”

Her hand fastened until he felt himself ready to combust. He gripped her wrist, “hurry and strip so I can fuck you like your dreams.”

Y/n quickly scrambles to stand, pushing down her jeans and underwear.

Rindou leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her small bulging belly. “You look so fucken sexy pregnant.”

Her fingers threaded through his neatly combed hair, “even when I become bigger?”

“Hmm,” he agreed, standing up to push his pants and boxers down.

In one swift movement, he picked her up, her legs and arms locking around his body. “Let’s make your dream come true, ‘eh?” He lowered her and thrust into her at the same.

Y/n hugged him close, legs tightening around his waist. Her breath shook as she clamped around his cock. “Feels – feels just like my dream…”

Readjusting his arms, he hooked them behind her knees and began to slowly rock her on his cock.

“Rin…” Y/n moaned, her clit rubbing against his patch of trimmed public hair. Rolling her hips, she took him deeper doing so, “yes… yes, Rin!”

Rindou grunted, thrusting harder that their living room was filled with the sound of slapping skin.

Y/n’s back arched as she tightened around him, cumming.

Groaning, Rindou thrust a few more times before he came. He can feel his cock tugging with each spurt of cum. He maneuvered his arms to support her weight. “Bath?”

She nodded, her head still buried against the curve of his neck.

Kicking their clothes aside, he slowly walked towards the hall down to their room. With each step, he felt her clamp around him, making him flinch.

“If you keep squeezing me like that, I’m going to get hard again.”

. . .

>>> @queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

#tokyo manji gang #tokyo revenger #tokyo rev #tokyo revenger smut #tokyo revenger rindou #tokyo revenger x y/n #tokyo revenger x reader #rindou haitani #rindou smut #rindou fluff #rindou x y/n #rindou x reader