Hi Becca! I would literally die for you blog. It’s my go to any time I need some good self care😉. You’re incredibly talented!
But I’ve had this idea bouncing around in my head. It boils down to just Bucky and cock warming. Like the reader is on him begging for more but he is just having way to much fun playing with their clit to start moving. Making them cum on him with out thrusting once.
Just an idea I thought you might like. I love you work, have a great day!!
I'm really glad you've been enjoying my stuff so much!! That's so sweet!💗 and I keep getting told I can get ✨filthier✨ so I'd love to mess with this is little bit
Because I love the thought of Bucky making you start off with a dildo that's just a little bit smaller in size than he is. Maybe one of those dildos with a suction cup on the bottom so it's stuck on a wooden chair.
"Good girl, take it all." He encourages, kneeling between your legs, watching your cunt greedily swallow the toy. It's a sight he doesn't often get to see and he's really not sure why he doesn't make a point of watching it more often.
You whine quietly, feeling the toy bottom out. Your ass makes contact with the cool, varnished wood beneath you and you can't help but roll your hips a little, enjoying the feeling of the tip rubbing against your velvety walls.
"If I wanted you to fuck yourself on that, I'd tell you to. Did I tell you to?" Bucky's voice has a sharp edge that almost knocks you out of your daze.
"N-no... But-" You begin, trying to justify your movement but he cuts you off.
"No. So don't. I want you to keep your cunt stuffed and take what I give you." He watches up at you as he presses your knees apart, keeping his eyes on your face until he can't bare it anymore.
You gasp quietly at the feeling of his hot breath on your exposed, slick sex and there's nothing you can do but whimper at the feeling of his tongue gently grazing your clit.
Fuck, it's good. It's not long before he's licking you like he's starving, lapping and sucking gently on your clit before forcing your legs wider apart to lick your arousal from the base of the toy.
"Bucky, please. Please let me move." You didn't mean to sound so pathetic but with each lick, you get closer and closer to an orgasm you won't be able to stop. An orgasm you've been warned you're not allowed to have.
You're almost surprised he takes pity on you, giving you permission to get off the toy. He removes it from the chair and sits down in it's place, offering his cock as a replacement.
You sit back down as you had earlier with your back to his chest but you can't help but feel amazed at how much better his dick feels. He's slightly bigger and while that's nice, nothing beats the way he throbs inside you and the hot, breathy groans against your ear at the feeling of your body taking all of him.
"Such a good girl." He smirks against your neck, littering your skin with kisses between his soft praises. You feel one of his hands on your chin, gently directing you to look to your right, over in the direction of the full length mirror.
The reflection you're looking at makes your walls flutter involuntarily because fuck, you really are stuffed full of his cock and he's making sure you're not able to fully enjoy it yet.
With one hand still holding your head in place, making sure you keep watching, Bucky's free hand trails down between your legs, flicking and rubbing your clit again.
"Oh f-fuck." You whine, watching Bucky's smirk widen. You can't sit still. You just can't. You want to grind your hips and take what you need and in that moment, his pleasure and all the instructions he's given you come second. You need to get off, consequences be damned.
"Don't even fucking think about it." He warns, delivering one harsh slap to your clit. It's not overly hard but it's enough to shock you. "You know you're not allowed to cum. I want to feel this pretty pussy dripping first. Don't worry though. Once you're wet and messy enough, I'll fuck you stupid on the carpet, right in front of the mirror. Want you to watch yourself cum so hard you forget your own name."
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I wish I could have but even a fraction of Orihime’s imagination… Couldn’t think of anything better than Ichigo being a secret agent, haha.
Wanted to post one final thing before my break, and I guess I wanted a soft sketch or something which then turned into a mini-comic of sorts. Speaking of break…:
It’s time for my (planned ^^;) annual month-long break. Feels so soon since my three-month…hiatus, but ah, what can I do?
I’ll still be here, like last year, but not as frequently and won’t be posting much of my own work if at all. Nothing digital, that’s for sure. Again, tryna take a break from my iPad for better habits and focus on other stuff rn. Maybe traditional sketches, but I said that last year, and how’d that turn out? Eheh…
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finally spoke up about not being able to get to campus if they decide to do an in-person graduation for that program i've been in and everyone was very understanding thankfully!!
i don't want to miss out but i am still pushing for how... it wouldn't be the end of the world if they did want to at least meet up in person and call me for 10 minutes js;ldjfk. bc i don't want to get in the way of other ppl missing out on that.
but it is nice that they're taking my limitations into consideration... like even when i suggested that, 1 of the ppl in charge was like "yeah but that won't be the same :(" so even if it doesn't work out it just makes me feel nice that they're trying.
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So you know how some cats have to be kept out of the bathroom at all costs because they will shred the toilet paper at any opportunity?
That's Gil. Not in the bathroom, because frankly he is not tall enough to reach it. But I have pretty bad allergies, so sometimes when I'm out of tissues or whatever, I'll grab a roll of paper towels or toilet paper to blow my nose on.
Before the last year of my life, this was a fine thing to do. The roll of paper would remain unmolested except when I needed to blow my nose again.
Now, I have to remain eternally vigilant, lest the child realize that roll of paper exists within his reach. He will sneakily pick it up, move it just far enough away that I don't notice his shenanigans until it's too late, and then gleefully claw at it until there is nothing left but shreds that I will keep finding scraps of for weeks, no matter how hard I try to clean up.
Anyway, happy nearly first Gotcha Day to Gilgamesh, sweetest and most gremliny of princelings. Looking back on the dates... I only just realized that we acquired him on the Ides of March and maybe should have called him Caesar or Julius, because that's hilarious. Maybe that needs to be added to his litany of names belatedly? GILGAMESH CAESAR has a fucking ring to it, you know?
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Daily Writing
so I'm doing a thing where I write daily and around the last week of December I compiled 31 one 1-5 word prompts and NOW ITS ALMOST DONE
For one, this is a testament to my self-proclaimed 'I can't commit to shit' and now I CAN HAHA IN YOUR FACE PAST ME
But the bad part is now I'm almost out lmao
I don't really wanna take prompts from like, Febuwhump cause I just wanna do whatever the hell I want without a ton of constraits (atm cause idk if I'd be able to keep this up if I limited myself) (see: last summer where I tried to write daily and make it at least a word longer than the previous day) (It crashed and burned cause I was like "lmao no wdym you can't commit to shit LOSER)
anyways
if people has a 1-5 word prompt they feel like sharing go ahead :D It can be put into dialogue, a concept, a setting, whatever you feel like
okie ty <3
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