#thank you bby!!!!

[howdoyousleep3]

11. “Louder. Let me hear you.” IS SCREAMING SENATOR/INTERN

Hell yeah. ❤️‍🔥 Tags: established relationship, manhandling, anal sex, rough sex, dirty talk, hinted at exhibitionism, daddy kink Word Count: 811

Bucky feels like he’s drowning.

Each breath is a gasp, his lungs desperate for the oxygen he’s purposely depriving himself of in order to muffle his noises. The pillow he bites into does very little to assist him in this matter, yet it feels good to bite down on something, to put something in his mouth.

Always forced to be quiet, always forced to hide. Secrets, secrets, secrets.

Never out of his head entirely, always leaving one foot within the clearer parts of his mind. He can count on one hand the times he’s been able to leave his mind in full, the times he’s not anxious about the what ifs, the risks.

Always good though, always as good as he can be for Daddy. Always—

A smack on his ass, sharp and stinging, forces his eyes to water, forces his teeth to clench. He chokes on his wail, chokes down the greedy moan that forces its way up and out of his throat. His dick aches where it’s trapped against the sheets, ignored and throbbing from the friction of Steve’s thrusts.

Another slap then, smack, right atop the first one, followed by a dig of the senator’s hips. It stretches his rim out around Steve’s girth even further, as if the senator is trying to impossibly force his cock further into Bucky’s body. He can feel the older man in his throat, feels as if his ass isn’t the only hole being brutalized.

Steve lets out the noise Bucky wishes he could, the depth and emotion of it nearly rattling Bucky’s own teeth.

“I didn’t bring you all the way out here…to shove your face into a pillow and just take it.”

Steve takes a pause from riding Bucky into the mattress and leans down, blanketing himself over Bucky’s backside. And it’s as if the senator can’t help himself, as if the temptation of being inside of Bucky is too much, because even then his hips rock.

Bucky’s eyes roll easily back into his head.

Fingers slip through his hair, tugging, yanking his head back and pulling the pillow free from his teeth.“You think I brought you into my home so you could cry into my pillows?” Bucky can feel the smile on Steve’s lips press against the shell of his ear. “Don’t get me wrong—you know I love it when this dick makes you cry. But if you don’t start wakin’ up my neighbors, I’m gonna call you a fuckin’ Uber, boy.”

Bucky listens blindly, obeys in the exact manner that makes the senator’s dick hard—immediately.

His groan feels more than just a noise; it feels like a release.

He embraces the way it grates against the front of his throat, leans into the feeling of embarrassment when the desperation of the noise hits his ears. His breaths are distorted noises, pleading and ugly, ones that jolt and bounce in time with Steve’s thrusts. With the noises he lets out, Bucky almost mourns for the loss of the lewd noises of his ass being fucked, almost wishes he could hear them again even if they make his cheeks heat up and his eyes well up with tears.

But once the first moan is out of his mouth, he’s unable to stop.

And once he’s unable to stop is when the senator seems the most satisfied, his own noises hitting a more feral pitch.

Satisfied but never not greedy.

“That’s it. Louder. Let me hear you, baby.”

Always the listener, always obedient, Bucky moans. “Daddy…Daddy!” He gets a hand wrapped around the front of his throat for his troubles, for being good. He hopes Steve can feel the rasp of his groan against his palm. The senator pulls his hips back further, gives him longer strokes, digs his cock into Bucky harder.

“Yeah, there it is. Ain’t anybody here gonna get’chu in trouble for getting a senator’s dick all wet. You can be as loud as you want here.”

“Oh fuck,” Bucky pants, shouts. “The senator’s…dick. Get his dick all wet.” Bucky hiccups, whining as he reaches for one of Steve’s fingers to suck into his mouth. “Steve…Steve, it feels so good.”

Bucky’s certain he’s wailing.

“Fuck yeah, Buck. Pussy feels so goddamn good. Gotta let Daddy know you love it, gotta be loud as fuck for it.”

Bucky just repeats what he’s hearing, making noise feeling too good to question the words he’s saying. “Pussy feels…feels so good. Gotta let…oh god, gotta let Daddy know.”

Steve’s guttural groan into his neck almost feels better than letting out his own.

“Fuck, baby. You get the cops called on us and I’ll double your pay, triple it. Want the neighbors thinkin’ you’re dyin’ in here. C’mon, honey. Gimme that pussy.”

Always good, always as good as he can be for Daddy.

“Give Daddy this pussy.”

“Good fuckin’ boy…”

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[nicoliharu]

In the lion kind musical, there’s a song called Endless Night which is about the grief and loneliness Simba still suffers even after growing up, and the last bit of the song is about how he knows deep down that even if times are bad, things will get better. “I know that the night must end, I know that the cloud will clear, and that the sun will rise”

I NEED TO WATCH THE MUSICAL NOW AAAAAA-

Yes, it's a shame to know so much about Lion King and I didn't fulfill my OBLIGATION to watch the musical.

HONEY I'M SHIREVING I DIDN'T KNOW THAT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAQAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I wanted the presentation to happen in my state so I could watch it in person, but I'll find a way to see it.

THANK YOU SO MUCH HONEY ♡

#answered ask #OMG #about lion king #personal #THANK YOU BBY!!!!

[seijorhi]

Hi Rhi, happy Thursday :)) Time for Artemis's Thursday Rants and Raves of the Collection of Seijorhi's Works <33

As promised, this week I'll be praising a Tokyo Revengers fic - Heartbeat, because I love Draken

Something about the whole build up of that fic really gets me - like, it's made abundantly clear that the reader does not want a relationship with her father and that she only gives in because she loves her fiancé (who is also kinda a red flag because why are you so insistent sir??)

But the whole show of forced nonchalance, the façade the reader puts on because she wants to avoid telling her fiancé about what actually happened - something about the reader keeping up appearances always gets me (probably because we all know it'll never end well so she might as well make a fuss while she can)

But also Draken?? And Mikey?? I love them, they're so demented, especially with how borderline delusional they are, and not in the fun way - Draken is more than aware that he's wrong, but the delusion of thinking that the reader is powerless and can do absolutely nothing is great (I say that because she ran away)

And the way he tries to guilt trip her for leaving?? Toxicity at its finest <33 And Mikey being in on it just makes it so much worse (or better I guess??)

I would say poor fiancé, but as with most of the partners you write, I can't look past his flaws (call me a hypocrite considering I literally read the nastiest yandere fanfics, but some of them genuinely grate my nerves - this guy for being so insistent, the boyfriend from last week's ask for being so insecure)

I love how you always manage to turn the characters you write into the worst scumbags, but in the best way - and the sheer variety too

Anyway, have a wonderful weekend Rhi :))

See you next week again <33 (the birthday countdown will soon begin)

The reader and fiancé have such fundamentally different family lives and histories that there’s just… no real way he could understand her reluctance. And of course, she definitely hides the full extent of what actually went wrong.

He is coming from a good place but also my guy pls take a hint dhdhshsjakksls

But family is the most important thing here. Draken’s whole belief that while he is undoubtedly in the wrong, that the reader should still have stuck by him –out of what?? Loyalty?? Love?? – is some next level bullshit haha

And yea I couldn’t resist adding good ol’ uncle Mikey who’s just.., more than happy to help out :))

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[justisco]

I LOVE U I MISS U ALREADY HAVE A WONDERFUL HOLIDAY

I’M GONNA MISS YOU SO MUCH ILYYYYY

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[inhuman-rocket]

some Anakin doodles

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[dienamights]

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Thank you miggi @miggiisdumb you made me so ridiculously incredibly happy ilysm muah

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[dxckgrxsonx]

We all know jason loves eating pussy, and this mf knows he's good at too, he gets hard and off off it. but imagine him coming home from patrol and him being needy asf and being bratty and once he gets his mouth on you he's whimpering and grindning his hips into the bed and your pulling his hair and it makes him moan and grind into the bed even more, and when he's finally done getting you off he stands up and you see the wet spot on his boxers and he's still hard and he's shy and soft about it

Also bby I love your version of jason and dick, like holy fuck the shit you write is AMAZING like I love you so much..

its after 2am. i have to be up for work at 7. i give zero fucks rn. i need to write this. if i fall asleep at work later, im blaming you.

**

"Fucking hell, Jay. What's gotten into you?"

He paws at you, strong hands trying to tug at the elastic of your pyjama shorts. His mouth is pitched up in a smirk. He wants something, you know he does. The elastic snaps back against your skin when Jason fumbles his grip and you hiss through your teeth at the sting.

You're grabbing at his shoulders, trying to find some fleeting sense of stability amongst his chaos. In the back of your head, you note that he's back from patrol a little early.

"Slow night, huh?" You try, unable to do anything but shuffle back in half steps when Jason herds you to the bedroom. "Must be if you're this needy."

His focus shoots to you, a pout suddenly settling on his face, "Wanna eat you out. Missed the taste of you."

Your eyebrow cocks up, eyes searching for a clock, "You are aware it's the middle of the night, right? We should be sleeping."

"But baby." Jason whines, settling on his front when you tip backwards onto the bed. "I want to lick your pussy. Please let me taste you, I know you're wet."

Combing your fingers through his hair when he leans forwards to press a handful of kisses across your stomach, you tug lightly at the base of his skull and pull his head back so you can look at him.

"Always about you, huh? I want this. I want that. What about me?"

Jason whimpers, "C'mon, sweetheart--please. Y'know I'm good at it. I'll have you coming in no time. Then when I'm done, we can go to bed."

Dragging his fingers just under the waistband of your shorts you feel your body flush with goosebumps. His touch burns a path straight through to your gut, it feels like wildfire, feels like nuclear fission. He kickstarts the heat inside you and you feel yourself start to get damp.

"Pleaseee. Lemme lick your pretty pussy. Wanna make you feel good."

Cupping his cheek with one hand you sigh, "Okay, baby. If you want it so bad."

Pulling your shorts down your thighs Jason grins, impossibly pleased with himself, maybe a little smug. It's an infuriatingly good look on him and it's hard not to react in the way he wants you to. Stupid smug horny bastard.

Guiding your thighs over his broad shoulders, Jason swipes his soft, wet tongue through your slit. At soon as your taste blooms across his tongue he moans, eyelids fluttering closed in bliss. He licks you from your soaking entrance, all the way up to your puffy clit.

Grabbing at your waist, Jason sucks your clit between his lips and drags the flat of his tongue over it. Bucking your hips up you choke out a quiet gasp of his name and fist at his hair.

Almost immediately, Jason moans into your cunt, hips grinding into the bed. Yanking at the strands harder, you guide his head where you want it to be and the noise he makes has your clit twitching desperately in his mouth.

Suckling at the throbbing bundle of nerves your thighs quake over his shoulders. Even though he gets his mouth on your pussy as often as he can, Jason never fails to have you seeing space and time and everything in between.

He's good. Really fucking good.

"S'good, Jay." You gasp, head tipping back. "So good for me, baby."

You feel him whine against your clit and you kick your hips up, grind yourself into his greedy mouth. Jason takes it easily, reflectively adjusts to every single movement you make until you hold his head in place using his hair.

"Uh--fuck." He moans into your cunt when he realises what you're going to do. "Use me, baby. Grind that pretty pussy all over my face."

Rocking your hips, you hold Jason in place and grind against his talented mouth. For a brief second, you think he's going to come with the sound he makes and the way he grinds his cock into the sheets. Instead, he drags his tongue all over your clit and you make a high, keening noise in the back of your throat.

"M'close." You manage to get out, breathless and trembling.

Doubling his efforts, Jason licks and sucks at your clit like an expert, like he knows exactly what to do to get you coming undone. Sliding two fingers into your clenching hole he twists his wrist and drags them over your sweet spot.

Gushing all over his hand you jerk and yank at his hair. Jason cries out and shudders from head to toe. Pumping his fingers into you, you feel heat drag up your neck when you hear the way your pussy squelches around the digits.

Arching your back when he sucks at your clit and hits your sweet spot at the same time you come undone, crying out his name and thrusting against his face. You feel your clit pulse and twitch in his mouth as he keeps lavishing it with attention, pussy squeezing rhythmically around his fingers.

Pulling back once you're spent, you release the tight hold you have on his hair. Jason rocks back onto his knees and you notice straight away the damp spot staining the front of his underwear.

A flush spreads up his throat, redness touching at his cheeks. Your heartbeat kicks up a notch at the sight of him, soft and embarrassed. Ducking his head he tries to hide from the look on your face but you see the way his cock twitches and strains against the sticky fabric.

He wants to come again.

"Oh my sweet boy. Did you get a little too excited eating me out?" You coo, reaching out to him. "C'mere, s'my turn to take care of you."

**

#jason todd x reader #jason todd x reader smut #jason todd smut #ella writes #asks #answered #anonymous #what if i just died?? what then?? #the idea of jason coming whilst eating you out??? #top notch #also bby I love u #thank u for sending this to me

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[moghedien]

HOW WE DOING TONIGHT MY FELLOW FORSAKEN APOLOGISTS

#THEY REALLY ARE JUST PETTY BITCHES WHO HATE THEIR COWORKERS #LANFEAR MY BBY THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU #wheel of time #wot on prime #wot show spoilers #lanfear #ishamael #moghedien #graendal

[number-onekidqueen]

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝

Part Two Part One

Luke Castellan x Apollo!fem!reader

Comforting angst

warnings: character death, depression, lots of crying.

Days passed, days since your ki- hang out with Luke. 

Hang out? Who were you kidding? It was clear it wasn’t him. 

But you’d laid yourself bare to him, been about to confess all your feelings and he had just shut you down and run away. 

Of course you didn’t wanna talk about it in the morning. 

The tragedy was he did. 

And just when you were feeling better, and your conversations weren’t so awkward, fate tossed you to the ground again, as it often did. You still didn’t really believe it. 

Cecilia, your cabin counsellor, your beloved older sister had died on the road to college. It seemed impossible. 

Of course, they’d had a brief ceremony, a burning of a golden yellow shroud weaved with her own fingers. And then they’d appointed you as cabin counsellor, announced a bunch of new kids had arrived and everyone forgot. 

It made you sick to think people would forget Cecilia. That the three Apollo kids your cabin had greeted would grow up without her and never know of her presence.

Obviously, your cabin was upset, but they didn’t make it so as Aphrodite always did. The sun keeps shining, and Apollo kids kept going, laughing, training, even if muffled sobs could be heard the first few nights. They never talked of her, and after the first week, she was a sad little scar that had scabbed. 

It still hurt a little, but the memory was what hurt the most. 

Except for you. She was still a mortal, lethal wound for you. And it was getting harder and harder to keep your composure and pretend everything was okay. 

Shortly, it all cracked and spilled out from you. It hadn’t been anyone’s fault really. Chiron was just trying to be supportive to little Will, but when he praised enthusiastically that he was the best archer he’d scene for 300 years, tears seemed to burst from you. 

Because that had been Cecilia’s title. She had been the best archer, training all the little ones supportively and making people gasp with the precision of her shots. 

It seemed Chiron had already forgotten. Everyone had. 

It was like losing her all over again. 

No one saw the little sun cracking on the archery field. They just noticed you disappearing behind some clouds. 

You didn’t pay attention to the stares and whiplash glances of some, as you ran back to your cabin with tears streaming, and your heart in your throat. 

Didn’t notice as a tall brunette boy on the sword plains spotted you, dropped his sword immediately and with a shouted apology behind him began to sprint after you. 

Your bed was warm and comforting, the covers swaddled around your shoulders in a safe cocoon as you sobbed your heart and soul onto your pillow. 

Cecelia was dead. Dead. This is what you would deal with every day for the rest of your life, she was dead and she would be replaced and forgotten and no one would even know her and-

The door creaked open and immediately you stilled, pretending to be asleep. 

“Y/N?” It was Luke. 

Not the timing, you thought to yourself miserably. 

“Y-yeah,” you tried for a sleepy yawn, but it came out cracked and pained. Ugh. 

“You ok?” He asked quietly, and you heard his footsteps approach. 

“Yeah, yeah. Just woke up.” But your voice was hollow and very much awake. 

He sat softly at the edge of your bed, and for a while you were both still. Only your breath was audible. Then, tentatively and slowly, you began to feel his warm fingers slide through your hair. It was so comforting and lovely that you had to swallow down the wave of tears that surfaced. 

“It’s okay, you know,” he murmured, your hair in glorious tangles around his knuckles, “to cry. You don’t have to pretend. Especially for me.”

“Yeah, I know,” you whispered back, “it’s just-“ you hesitated. 

I love you. 

I don’t want to burden you with all my stupid problems. 

“You probably don’t want to talk about this to anyone, right? Me included.” He guessed, and he began to retract his fingers and you felt like screaming at how utterly wrong he was. “I’m sorry, I should give you space.”

“No, you don’t have to. You can stay here.” You tried not to beg, but you were inches from clinging onto him to stop his departure. He understood. 

“Would you like me to stay?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Then here I’m staying. In your bed.” He reassured comfortingly, “I mean, on.” 

His flustered stuttering made you smile weakly and turn to face him. 

His whole face softened, lost all his fluster and stress when your eyes met, but you were too busy setting your head into his lap so you faced up at him to notice. 

He traced your tear tracks, brushing any remaining ones away with his thumbs. 

“I know the pain feels awful,” he said suddenly, “but if you ever feel bad, like you can’t breathe or you’re about to burst, don’t keep it in y/n, come find me. I’m always here for you, always.”

“Thank you.” You said near inaudibly. 

“I hate seeing you cry,” he confessed, his forehead crinkling, “or being sad. It just hurts me. But I love making you feel better, I’d do anything in the world to make you happy, I promise.”

“Thank you.” You said louder this time, your cheeks beginning to heat up. 

It was a peaceful few seconds you gazed at each other, smiling. Then you closed your eyes, comforted. 

You felt warm hands lift your body, and your eyes fluttered open. But it was just Luke lying down beside you and repositioning yourself on his chest. 

“Sorry,” he murmured, “just figured we might be here for a while.”

His arms encircled you, and even in your drunken state of misery, your heart rate sped up. You turned your head slightly, so you could hide your bashful grin in the orange folds of his shirt. His chest was warm, comforting, and you could feel every deep breath he took. 

“Sorry,” you murmured, facing up once more, “your shirt’s probably going to be all soggy after this.”

“I don’t mind a soggy shirt if it makes you happy.” He breathed, and your heart was bursting from the love that statement invoked when you saw his eyes flicker. Your eyes. Your mouth. 

Could he really-

Surely not-

Eyes. Mouth. 

The air was electric, as if Zeus himself was in the cabin. The space was getting tighter and smaller and everything was so close and dizzy and what in the gods before you knew it you were nose to nose and you could feel his warm breath and he was leaning down to kiss you against the pillow. 

It might’ve been the best kiss you ever had. With salt on your tongue, and sweetness from his lips, the tastes of all your emotions were combined, giving way to the most passionate and fantastic kiss you’d ever had. Your head was pressed to the pillow, and he was moving above you, warm, soft and pouring his heart out to you, the gateway his lips. It seemed every single ‘I love you’ either of you had ever been too afraid to say was expressed strongly now, each drop of attraction and love and feeling was encapsulated between the movement of your lips. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t stay,” he breathed, against your lips, when you finally pulled apart, both of you panting, “I didn’t want to do anything while you were drunk. But of course I wanted to. I wanted you. I have for so long.”

“It’s okay. I have too,” and you laughed, all those emotions and secrets finally free. You were so giddy with joy! But Luke remained tense, nervous for a reason you couldn’t determine. You calmed down, scared it was all about to come crashing down. 

“It’s- it’s not just that, y/n,” he paused, sitting up further away, eyes still looking profoundly into yours, “I love you. I love you, all of you, and you should know that to me you’ve never been a burden, only a miracle to have been with.” 

Your breath was caught in your throat, blown away by his confession. You were expecting he might’ve been crushing on you? But loving you? You’d never dared to consider that as an option. And you were beyond thrilled. 

“Now would be a great time to say anything,” he laughed nervously, fingers brushing over your shoulders restlessly. You immediately felt awful for keeping him waiting. 

“I love you too.” You blurted, letting silence ensue. “You make me so happy every time you make a joke or take care of the new unclaimed kids. I’m just in shock.”

And then the pair of you were laughing together, foreheads pressed together before you were tangled in an embrace, that led to another heated kiss on your bed.

You knew soon other campers would arrive to see two head counselors kissing, but you couldn’t find it within yourself to care. In fact, while Luke’s like we’re on yours, you couldn’t seem to form any coherent thoughts at all. 

In the back of your mind, you were still sobbing over Cecilia. Deeply, you knew you always would. Your heart would always be chipped in that way, the missing fragment forever in her fist as she wandered Elysium. 

But you also knew how happy she would be to see you thriving, dating and loving Luke, a boy she had always suggested and approved of. She imagined her now, giggling in delight and grinning at what had transpired. And slowly, the pain began to lift. 

Maybe a scar would be okay, as long as you loved and remembered it. 

Most of all, you knew that for as long as you required a shoulder to make soggy, Luke would always be there to be your comfort person. 

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[fayzday]

Battle couple

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[essektheylyss]

It remains so funny to me that Caleb's idea of 'settled' is definitely "stirring up revolutionary talk in the capital like a 19th century philosophy professor while his wanted criminal boyfriend shows up on his front porch once a week in the flimsiest disguise imaginable." Icon shit.

#yes this is a really specific pull. yes I stand by it. #don't @ me. #caleb has more respect for women than a 19th century philosophy professor tho and we all thank god for that. #but also. essek. bby. not even like into the foyer? is this basically the dezran thain disguise??? cuz that's what it sounds like??? #do you think ludinus da'leth does not know who is strolling up the front walk? #he absolutely has tabs kept on caleb. he knows babe. #you are small potatoes to him. #(I say. given tiefic. but like....... that's extenuating circumstances lmao. and oh boy does it get worse. :))) ) #don't worry about it certainly no implications for the chapter this week none whatsoever :) #caleb widogast #critical role #cr spoilers

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[skywlker-sluvtt]

Anakin eating out fem!reader after an argument with Obi-Wan 🤭🥲

bro omg i need to be put down for writing this tbh

also it's almost midnight and this wasn't proofread but enjoy hehehehe

~

Anger quickly approached in the force. The door slammed shut and it was Anakins emotion you could feel. He dragged the dark feeling through your apartment into the room you sat in. “Ani? Are you alright?” You asked immediately stood from the bed and he looked pissed off. His brows were furrowed and his fists clenched as he paced your room. “No, I’m not fucking okay! Obi-Wan is the most incompetent asshole in THE GALAXY!” He shouted. “Woah Anakin” You chuckled at his anger giving his bicep a firm squeeze. “I’m sick of it Y/N! He treats me like a padawan no not even a padawan a youngling! Thinking I can’t handle Dooku on my own. I could- I could I-” He trailed off looking at you, in only your silk nightgown.

Being a Jedi you didn’t need to wear something like that to bed, but it made you feel pretty and Anakin certainly enjoyed the short silky robe. He liked how easy it was to untie the loose knot using the force and fucking ravage you in it. That’s certainly what he wanted to do now. “Take it off” He sighed. “Calm down Ani” You whispered before his rough hands were holding your cheeks. “I need you, need that cunt right now beautiful,” He said lowly. Unhooking the soft gown you let it drop to the ground. Leaving you bare in front of him you wrapped your arms around his neck invitingly kissing him hard.

Anakin significantly relaxed taking a long deep breath and clutching your hips. “Lie down on your stomach” He whispered working off his robes. “Yes sir” You mumbled making him smirk. You settled in the middle of the bed for him resting your chest on a pillow and glancing back. “Ani” You whisper before his hands began groping your plush cheeks. “Holy Maker baby this ass is incredible” He smirked kneading your ass for his own fun. Anakin removed his glove and rubbed his mechanical hand across your back before spreading your cheeks. “Such a pretty slutty hole” Anakin continued spitting right on your ass.

A small moan left your lips before Anakin had his mouth on you. With a playful bite to your ass cheek, he began devouring your holes holding your hips tight while you squirmed. “Stay still you little whore” He growled adjusting his position behind you. Firmly smacking your ass he growled animalistically into your ass. You whined as he pushed his tongue into your pussy hungry for every drop of you on his tongue. Desperately you lifted your hips for him, back arching as he slurped on your pussy. “Fuck Ani” You whimpered fisting the sheets. His slick tongue lapped from your clit to your ass with a sloppy rhythm.

You felt the way he channelled his anger into this. Bites were placed on your ass every once in a while or firm grabs as he sucked you best he could. “Fuck me please, please” You begged. “Not now” He mumbled pausing his licking to lay on his back, wiggling between your thighs to have you sit on him. Eagerly you sat on his mouth and he grinned quickly fiddling with his metal arm to set it to vibrate. Something he’d installed a while ago, especially for you.

As he pressed his cold, vibrating fingers up against your pussy you yelped now sobbing with pleasure. “Wanna cum Ani” You sobbed and he dipped his fingers right into your dripping hole causing your thighs to tremble with passion. You squeezed his head snugly between your thighs as he continued licking with the biggest smirk on his face. You happily kept grinding up and down on his face. Anakin’s nose continued to hit your clit eliciting whines from your throat. With a strangled call of his name, you collapsed onto the bed shaking with pleasure. He withdrew his fingers from your swollen pussy and you lazily threw yourself off his face.

The two of you laid back panting with exhaustion. You slowly sat up running a hand down his stomach toward his cock. He grabbed your wrist and chuckled. “I’m done” He sighed before you noticed the sticky white mess he made on himself. With a little giggle, you fell back onto the bed. Anakin’s blood pressure had significantly dropped, he no longer felt anger in his gut. You sat up attempting to wipe your slick off his face and he shook his head. “No it’s yummy” He grinned, his glistening lips made you smile before you kissed him. “Let's sleep” You suggested. “Please” He nodded.

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