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gothghostiie · 27 days
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🫀 john price x reader 🫀
cw: gn!reader x price, rimming/facesitting, scent kink
a/n:@between-supposed-lovers made me do this, just saying
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It had been a long day for John, he had been stressed by the ton of paperwork that kept piling on his desk after the last mission and the other boys hadn't been very helpful either. So, when you knocked and shuffled into his office with a glass of his favourite whiskey in your hand he lit up immediately. "aren't you a sight for sore eyes doll?" he hummed softly, waving you over behind his desk with 2 fingers. Naturally you obeyed him, standing next to his desk chair, the smell of smoke already burned into the black leather. He took the glass from you with his right hand, the left snaking around the back of your thighs, feeling you up through your military issue pants. "what brings you here?" he finally asked, taking a long sip off the drink, a low groan escaping his throat from the slight, burning sensation.
"jus' wanted to see you Captain.. check in on you." you replied with a cheeky grin, knowing what it does to him when you called him Captain. "so.. how are you?" despite the teasing tone in your voice you genuinely wanted to know, especially after Kyle told you about the amount of paperwork he had to deliver to Price's office.
A low sigh rumbled in his throat before looking up at you with tired eyes, the dark circles more evident than usual. "fucking stressed." he replied bluntly. "look at this, how the fuck am I supposed to ever get through this without going insane?" with his last words he emptied the glass, setting it down on the table with a loud thud, making you flinch. nonetheless, you ran your hand over the back of his neck, the other placing itself on his tensed up chest.
"you poor man.. you work so hard.." you cooed, making him chuckle a little. his laugh is deep, making his chest vibrate with it, giving you goosebumps all over. after a second you spoke up again, your voice more quiet now. "I could try and make it a little.. easier on you. help you relax." now he looked up at you, an eyebrow raised.
"oh yea? how so?" he asked, a hint of suspicion in his voice. his eyes flickered over your form, trying to read you, figure out what you wanted to do - not in a million years he would've guessed what you wanted.
before he knew it, you laid naked on his bed his bed in his quarters, head on a pillow while he stood next to the bed with his arms crossed, thick cock already semi hard. "are you sure you want this darlin?" he asked again, eyeing you over. his cock twitched. "I don't wanna crush that pretty head of yours."
all you could do wss roll your eyes, shaking his head. "come over here.." you almost commanded, making him raise an eyebrow; yet he walked over and crawled on the bed, kneeling over your head so he could still oggle your body. thick, muscly thighs hugged your head slightly, squeezing you playfully while his calloused hands grabbed your waist.
"don't tell me what to do, love." the pet name almost sounded venomous but there was no room to think with how he suddenly dropped himself onto your face, making you gasp and flinch a little. he sighed and relaxed, giving your waist a squeeze while you took a deep breath, inhaling his scent deeply, immediately making your crotch twitch slightly. it only took a moment for him to start rocking his hips slightly, almost too gentle for him, but just fine for now. a soft sigh escaped him, feeling your hot breath, the structure of your face on his most sensitive and vulnerable parts.
you felt dizzy, eyes rolling back from your own pleasure, pressing your thighs together. the sheer pleasure you got from letting him use you in a humiliating way like that was unbelievable. "enjoying yourself, are you?" He asked in a teasing tome, giving your head a little squeeze with his thighs. "can tell you love me ridin' your face.. already so wet/hard, we barely even started.." he teased playfully, fingers grazing over your sex, drawing a whine from you.
with your mouth open he pushed down further, making your tongue touch his puckered hole. your eyes widened but you immediately understood, taking this as your sign to really dig in. you stuck your tongue out slightly, circling his hole, immediately drawing a moan from him, making him tense up. "there ya go love.." he murmured. "keep going.." even if he'd rather die than admit it, there was a hint of desperation in his gravely voice, fingertips digging into the soft flesh of your waist, slowly scratching up your rips with dull fingernails as your tongue lapped over his hole, making it twitch wildly, more moans spilling from his chapped lips.
he held still, letting you play with him as he breathed heavier, thighs squeezing your head harder as his now hard cock had drops of pre cum bead at the tip. "fuck.." he whispered, voice sultry and even a little shaky, back arching like a cat. you grabbed his big thighs, guiding him down further, wanting him to properly sit, enjoy himself. he opened his mouth to protest, barely getting out the first syllable before you pushed your tongue into his tight hole, making him gasp loudly. "jesus.." he grunted, feeling you tongue fuck him slowly, making sure he feels every little movement, every drag and every bit of spit you leave on his skin.
his fingers dug into your ribs almost painfully, his hips tensing so hard he shook a little, cock twitching as he got closer to cumming. "gonna make me cum doll.. didn't even touch you yet.." he muttered, his words almost laced with guilt. you however didn't care one bit, instead wrapping your arms around his thighs instead of grabbing them; now your hand wrapping around his thick, sticky cock, the other fondling his balls. an almost pathetic, cracked up moan spilled from his lips, making him blush in embarrassment. "darlin-" he tried to speak, but you dipped into his asshole, slightly sucking on the ring, making his brain shut down. within just some more moments his seed spilled all over your torso, a string of curses falling from his lips as he pressed his hips down into your face for a few moments, before slowly lifting himself up. he was hovering over you, both of you equally out of breath from what just happened. you softly kept swiping your tongue over his twitching hole, making him shiver harshly before he finally climbed off of you, much to your disappointment.
"You alright, John?" you asked softly, he stared at you for a mere second before almost throwing himself down at you, lips crashing against yours, trying to taste himself on your lips before whispering against them, praises spilling between the kisses.
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julnites · 5 months
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Red riding hood comic collab with the wonderful @yeehawpim (go check out their blog for loads of great comics!) 🌷 See the layouts he did here!
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What we need to do is convince all the disney adults in america that high speed rail would be a preferable way of getting to disneyworld compared to driving or flying. We could maybe harness their fondness for the monorail or something, but this is a group of people that has time, income, and passion that we could leverage. If we could direct 5% of the enthusiasm they have for limited edition popcorn buckets into calling their representatives and demanding high-speed interstate rail, we could get it by 2030
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aikaikaik · 1 year
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THE TUMBLR HORSE DERBY
WELCOME TO THE FIRST TUMBLR HORSE DERBY (that i know of, anyway)
HOW TO HORSE: 🐎🐎🐎 - Vote for your FAVOURITE horse to make them go faster! (yknow, like those carnival horse derby games!) MAY THE BEST HORSE WIN
(also sample size reblog yadda yadda yadda HORSE)
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trashpidgeon48 · 5 months
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Leitmotifs drive me insane, like I hear *repeated melody that has an association with a person, idea, or situation* and I go *tears up the fucking rug like a dog*
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ifartconfetti · 4 months
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Hello neurodivergent people. I was wondering if I'm just weird or it is common to not being able to learn certain motoric skills at the same time as my peers and learned them MUCH later
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gierosajie-art · 1 year
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The world is a snail
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girlsgonetmblr · 2 months
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lotus-pear · 2 months
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lore accurate double black battle scene
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demaparbat-hp · 16 days
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The Perfect Prince
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watcher0033 · 11 months
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Y’all, the Archive admins are made up of VOLUNTEERS. And they have been working for 12-13 HOURS STRAIGHT.
I better not hear any complaints when donation period comes around. OR ELSE.
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cosplay by @woahchriswoah on Twitter
EDIT: How do we show appreciation to the volunteers? For me reading these deep dives on OTW issues u guys apparently it's been said multiple times that one of their objective statements is to have paid staff for ao3 and there's a surplus of donations they haven't used up or the other community solutions that needs to address. For those more financially literate feel free to analyze, snipe me or add to the discussion etc. linked here by deepa. They’re cool and these yearly analysis they did aint no joke.
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But Seriously what can we do for these volunteers? The probable burn out from this entire fiasco would be no joke. @ao3org
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guttingknife · 26 days
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letting my wife kill me during sex does not make me a bottom or a sub. it simply means i love my wife
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FNAF 2 movie predictions,,
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chainmail-butch · 9 months
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I met an older nb queer (I estimate early 50s) at the club last night. It was a religious experience. We talked about mushrooms, AIDs, and Terry Gilliams movies.
They told me about identifying as a sissy when they were a kid because that was the only term they had for an effeminate man. We talked about gender and the way the world has changed then they passed me a very strong joint.
As the night wore on they leaned over and told me how good it was to meet a butch for the first time in a long time. They told me that when they were 16 and sneaking out of the house to go to gay bars the butches were the ones who took them in.
I had to hold back tears in the club.
There are futures for all of us. And if your future involves tophats with feathers, silly songs, and trippy jackets, then there's a future for you too.
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pippynsworld · 26 days
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Soap's first ride as a backpack.
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kiatoru · 6 months
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"fuuuuck," choso groans, long and drawn out. he tosses his head back, a plume of smoke escaping his lips, his joint hanging limping from his fingers. he uses his free hand to grip and knead at the fat of your hip before raising his palm and bringing it down hard on your ass.
you let out a high pitched squeal and clench around him.
"cho," you whine, pretty tears collecting on your lash line.
"come on baby," he whispers, taking another drag from his joint and gently blowing it at you, "ride me harder, make yourself cum on my cock, gorgeous."
your lungs burn as you inhale the excess smoke and you gyrate your hips faster. choso moans loudly and bucks his hips up into you, making your clit grind against his happy trail. fat tears pour down your plump cheeks.
"s' deep, s' deep!" you moan and squirm above him as his tip nudges against your sweet spot.
"fuck," he growls, dropping his joint off the edge of the couch in favor of gripping your hips, "stop runnin' from my dick baby, gotta fill you up."
you choke and sob, trembling above him and clinging to his shoulders, whining and moaning over how good it feels.
"take it all baby," he mumbles, lips pressed against your ear, "m' not stoppin' till i cum s' deep in this pussy that she never forgets me."
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