“you comfy?”
you hum, nuzzling deeper into the fat of eijiro’s pec. one hand settles on the back of your head, fingertips scratching your scalp gently—the other trails up the curve of your jaw, stopping only when the pad of his thumb taps against your bottom lip.
“open up for me, sweetheart.”
you do, letting him slip the digit into your mouth. he rests it there on your tongue and your lips close around it, sucking lightly. your eyes flutter closed at the feeling—at the taste of his skin.
“that’s my girl,” he murmurs from above you, smoothing his palm over your hair.
he’d caught on quickly, with how eager you’d get to take his fingers into your mouth—and he had a hunch that it was less of a sexual inclination and more of a yearning for comfort. it was amusing to him at first, until he realized that the right amount of praise and tending to your oral fixation would leave you perfectly pliant in his arms. then he couldn’t get enough.
when he’d asked about it, you just shrugged, going a little pink until you realized he genuinely wanted to know.
“makes me feel safe, i guess,” you muttered into the crook of his neck, hiding from him. he couldn’t help but swell up with pride at the thought of his sweet baby needing him so intensely.
so he’s more than happy to give you this—lazy evenings with you sprawled out on his chest on the couch, his fingers cradled by your tongue. on some nights, when you need more, he’s got a heavy arm across your back to keep you held to him, thick cock fucking up into you slowly—as comforting as he can manage, stretching you out like that— reveling in the way his fingers muffle your soft whines—how your warm mouth pulls his fingers in a little deeper down your throat with each gentle thrust of his hips—
but when it’s enough for you to feel the weight of his thumb on your tongue and turn your brain off for a little while, he’s content to give you that—free hand reaching under your shirt to draw gentle patterns down your spine, or brushing through your hair with his fingers. he feels the soft suction of your mouth around him and the slow exhale you let out of your nose, settling further into him and letting the day seep out from you.
“there you go,” he coos, ducking down to kiss the top of your head, “i’ve got you, sweet girl.”
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If you have a negative view on Spider I am going to assume two things:
You didn't read the comic and/or you have a puritanical view on characters and assume that there is no gray area.
He saved Quaritch for a multitude of reasons but one of the most heartbreaking is that he was kind to him. Quartich was kind to him where Jake Sully, his foster parent was not.
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Tall men who didn't hear you so wordlessly lean towards you with their ear towards you so you can repeat yourself without yelling.
BOY ILL FALL IN LOVE THE FUCK
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dad!yasuo(dadsuo) washing mc’s hair because theyve never learned how to do that properly… dadsuo cooking mc their first meal that wasn’t made by themselves or leftover scrap… dadsuo who slowly comes to the realization that travelling with a companion isn’t too bad, and hey, maybe he can keep something safe and sacred. maybe death does not follow him whenever he goes. and mc learning that not everyone is evil, they won’t be abandoned, and there is still something left to look up to.
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those of you who have seen trevor wagner on tiktok will understand when i say he exudes so much kirishima energy it’s almost sickening. every time i see him, i think of kiri’s big, sweet smile and die inside a little. kirishima haunts my dreams because of that man.
@thenamesmiz please tell me you know who that is
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