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ehghtyseven · 2 months

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devastating

#sidney crosby #kris letang #evgeni malkin #pittsburgh penguins #mine:gif #mine:pens #gif:pens #sidney #tanger #geno #penguins #the core #jagr's homecoming

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girlfriendline · 6 months

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sid taking the full brunt of tanger's disappointment

sens @ pens || 28.10.23

#kris letang #sidney crosby #pittsburgh penguins #the original caption to this was 'i'm starting to believe in ghost stories' but that was for a real niche audience #sid #tanger #mine.gif

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

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hii i’m back with the requests!! what about 🐱 drunk tangerine, i feel like he likes giving more than receiving, idk could just be me(ugh i’ve missed you🥹)

hii!! YES he’s definitely a giver!! ive missed you🥹 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌 @lov3lypeaches7

taste

tangerine x f reader

wc || 1k

warnings || 18+ only explicit content (word porn, oral- f receiving, face sitting, multiple climaxes) minors dni

a/n || just realised I wrote this as 🐱 hungry, not drunk oops

also sorry in advance, I think I reused a fair few words, I had a total brain fart writing this

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Tangerine slowly makes his way into the bedroom, stopping once he gets to the end of the bed. “Put it down.” Nodding at you over your book.

Looking up at him with questioning eyes, sheepishly smiling as you add your bookmark, placing it on the nightstand next to you. “What are you up to?” You ask, assessing his playful yet mysterious features.

Kneeling at the edge of the bed with a grin, whispering. “Nothing.” Carefully holding under your heel as he trails slow featherlight kisses up the inners of your leg before settling himself on his stomach between your thighs.

“‘Nothing’? That doesn’t seem like nothing.” Hiding a smile as you peek down at him.

Talking softly. “Maybe something.” Grinning as he grazes his hands over your thighs, looking up at you longingly. Sliding his hands higher up your thighs, delicately brushing underneath the hem of your nightgown. “I did want something.” Speaking with a hoarse whisper against the soft skin of your inner thigh.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Lightly nibbling over the flesh as he slowly dragged his fingers over.

“And what’s that?” You quietly ask, entertaining him as you undo the bow of your nightgown.

“You… I want you.”

“Yeah?”

“Hm.” He hummed, his eager eyes fixated on the beautiful and bare display in front of him. “…real bad.”

He begins to trail kisses up the crease of your upper thigh, lightly grazing his fingers on the opposite side to give it some attention. Adjusting himself, he wraps his arms under your thighs, hooking you as he starts to peck featherlight kisses centimetres from where you needed him most. Teasing you and himself.

He softly exhales over your clit before eventually caving in and placing a delicate kiss over it, trailing kisses down and over your folds. His movements tantalising and precise, as if he wanted you to feel everything. Nibbling and suckling your folds ever so slightly, practically worshipping you as he lightly circles his fingers over your lower stomach.

He lays his tongue flat against you, slowly licking up through your folds as if to savour your taste on his tongue, humming in satisfaction when your sweetness coats his tastebuds. Swiping leisurely like he had all the time in the world. He pauses once he gets to your clit, lightly exhaling over it before placing a soft wet kiss on the needy nub, treating you tenderly like he was slowly warming you up.

“Put your pretty legs over my shoulders, darlin'. I need you closer.” He mumbles against your folds, helping you adjust. “Yeah, that’s it.”

Settling himself again, he buries his face back between your thighs, swiping his pointed tongue through your lips and applying small bouts of pressure as he flicks over your clit, swirling over it in just the way you needed.

He momentarily focuses on your clit, gently nibbling and sucking on the sensitive mound of nerves as he squeezes into your thighs, kneading the doughy flesh with his fingers. He starts to slowly make out with your pussy, caressing your folds with his hungry lips, savouring your sweet flavour. Gluttonous.

Tangerine was the kind of guy that preferred to give and that’s exactly what he intended to do. He’d spend many hours between your thighs if he could, drawing out orgasm after orgasm until you were a blubbering quivering mess. He loved the vulnerability of it all, he loved the way you’d grind against his nose with your hands tightly locked in his hair, how you’d make such pretty whimpers when you’d call his name, and how your thighs would clamp around his head. He loved the access he had to you, how you’d be spread to him like an all-you-can-eat buffet. But, most importantly, he loved your taste, he could never and will get enough of it.

So by now, he had you right where he wanted you, hanging on by a thread as he sucked, kissed and licked your sweet pussy.

Smushing his head between your thighs as your release approached, gripping a tighter fistful of his hair while you ground against his face, whimpering and quivering as you came on his tongue. Lapping up every drop.

Speaking low and gruff. “I ain’t done.”

He flips you both over so you could straddle his face, immediately attaching his hands to your ass, gripping the cheeks as he forced you to roll over his face. “I don’t want to hurt you.” You say softly, propping yourself on your knees to hover over him. He doesn’t reply, instead, he just snakes his hands to your waist, gripping and pulling you back down, burying his tongue between your folds.

His hands slip back down to your ass, squeezing the flesh between his fingers while he rocks you over his face, persistently sliding you over his tongue as you grind your hips over him. You tangle your hands back into his curls, using him for support as you cry out again. Mumbling incoherent whimpers as you feel yourself get close once again.

Softly rocking over his face while he fucked you with his tongue, drawing out your second overwhelming release. Never once faltering in motion, giving you exactly what you wanted, like he was listening to your body. Continuing exactly what you liked until he could taste your essence on his lips once more.

He carefully rolls you back over so he was led between your legs, softly kissing your inner thighs, treating you tenderly as if to praise you. He trails featherlight kisses up your stomach and between the valley of your tits, peppering your lower throat until he made his way back to your mouth.

He sloppily kisses your lips, making you taste yourself on his tongue while he loosely entangles his hands around your throat, lightly gripping you. He lowers his head and wryly smirks before dropping his face into the crook of your neck. Grinning against the skin. “I still ain’t done.”

@tangerinesgf @kpopgirlbtssvt @ch3rries-n-cream @earth-elemental18 @ashlynhasmanyhyperfixations @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @thewinterv @navs-bhat @ilovetangerinewithallmyheart @theredvelvetbitch @randomawesomeperson102 @lov3lypeaches7 @princess-pebbles-things

#tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine bullet train #lemon and tangerine #tangerine x you #tangerine fanfiction #tangerine and lemon #tangerine blurb #tangerine smut #bullet train tangerine #tangerine x fem!reader #tangerine x y/n #tangerine imagine #tanger

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tblueger · 2 months

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care to comment on him slowly crawling on his hands and knees just to slowly rock back AND THEN getting on his elbows and PRESENTING????

#this about sums it up.#tanger #pens lb

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adelphenium · 6 months

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tanger. letang. kris. kristopher joseph pierre irwin letang. im gonna need me a drawing of one of those pretty please

i saw this req and i clutched my head in my hands..... how have i not drawn tanger up until now!!! i've been remiss.... thank u for the prompt here's baby kris🫡

#his nose and brows are So Important. to me #kris letang #tanger #pittsburgh penguins #hockey art #yjart #req!

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coffee-at-annies · 18 days

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@sportsthoughts here’s the Sidtanger handshake from another angle