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Mordern! Ace x BPD! Reader Scenario

This is for my best friend who has BPD, so this is a comfort fic with one of their comfort characters

Love you, Lady!

Tw: suffering from mental illness, anxiety, declining mental health, suicidal thoughts, self-sabotaging, depersonalization, derealization, intrusive thoughts, slight cursing

The specific BPD I am writing for is Quiet BPD (also known as Discouraged BPD). These are not all of the symptoms. I only added just some of what people who have it have to deal with, if you want to know more about Borderline Personality Disorder, I recommend you do more research since I am not a professional and don't have it. Not all of the symptoms I have written here speak for everyone who has it.

Ace has known you for many years, hell, you two were great friends before you even considered getting together.

So it's only natural that he can tell when something is up.

What gave away that something was wrong in the beginning was the fact that you haven’t been responding to any of his calls and texts for a few days.

Which can be fine, sometimes people are just busy, but he can read you like a book and knows that your mental illness isn’t being kind. This man observes people, so he can tell when something’s not right.

He knows that you have moments of self-sabotaging to where you don’t take care of yourself. So, before he gets to where you live, he decides to make a quick pitstop at a store.

Once Ace walks in, he just starts putting anything and everything he knows that you'll enjoy in the cart.

He got regular food, goodies that you'll get once you've actually eaten some food, and a few coloring books as a distraction. He also intends on getting you groceries too.

He was walking around the store with a full cart within just five minutes of entering, and he still had other things to get.

After everything was gotten, Ace quickly loaded up and rolled out, possibly breaking the speed limit to get to your house as quickly as possible.

He had some frozen items that he did not want to melt after all.

He did not tell you beforehand that he was just going to drop on by your place, so it was a real surprise to see Ace with grocery bags covering his arms and one being held in his mouth.

“Wha-“ you were about to question him when he cut you off by stepping into your home. “I’ll explain in a second.” His response was rather muffled due to the plastic bag he was holding.

With him, two trips are for the weak.

Once Ace went into the kitchen, he showed no signs of coming out, so you had to walk in to see what he was doing in there. You find him preparing what you assume is a giant batch worth of spaghetti. Based on the ingredients he had out.

"How've you been?" He asks, looking over at you before turning his attention back towards the preparation of the meal that you love so much.

You can already tell that he knows, Ace was always so quick to know when something was wrong and when you needed someone.

But he obviously wasn't going to flat out demand an answer, he'll wait until you are comfortable enough. There's no point in trying to force it.

You were quiet as you started fishing for a response, but you decided to be honest since Ace already knew, there'd be no point. Lying would just make you feel worse, and that was not needed right now.

"Not well." You answer truthfully.

"After I make this spaghetti, we can sit down and talk, only if you are up for it though. In the meantime go and sit on the couch, get comfortable!" He said, acting like he owns the place, though it's not like you minded, his attitude did make you smile a little.

You did just as he suggested and went to the couch, getting the tv set up while you waited, maybe some background noise will help ease the anxiousness anyways.

Putting on the first movie you saw that didn't make you want to rip your hair out at this moment, you sat down on the comfy couch, getting yourself under a big blanket you had already there.

It was comforting knowing that Ace was just in the room next to you, doing what he could to help you through this. It truly meant a lot.

After a little bit, the smell of the well seasoned sauce activated your stomach, causing it the growl uncontrollably.

More time had passed and you had gotten quite distracted by the movie, to the point that you hadn’t even realized that Ace was right behind you, not until he put his hand on your shoulder, scaring the shit out of you.

"Gah!" You whip your head around, looking at the man who was wearing a shit eating grin. "You didn't answer me when I called, so I had to resort to more drastic measures." You could see that he clearly enjoyed that.

"Here. Now eat up." He said like it was more of a demand than a request.

"Thank-" And he was already gone before you could say anything. Looking down at the plate, you saw that he gave you a generous helping of spaghetti.

A minute later, Ace reappears, holding his own plate, carefully sitting beside you, making sure not to spill his food.

"Here you go." He hands you some napkins.

"Thank you." You say while taking them, grateful of how thoughtful he was. This can be a rather messy meal, and you don't want to deal with a messy face right now.

You turn up the volume a bit, since there's going to be eating. It helps with your mental health, and Ace totally understands that. Whatever helps you out.

You thoroughly enjoyed the food, not exactly taking your time, which caused Ace to lightly pat your head, his way of him telling you to slow down.

After a good portion of your food was finished and your face has been wiped, you placed the plate and napkin on the coffee table in front of you, not wanting to deal with it at this current moment.

"It was absolutely delicious." You say with a small smile, happy that you got an actual meal.

That plate was the most you've eaten in a few days.

Ace followed and did the same thing before scooting closer to you and placing the blanket over the both of you. It was comfort time.

"Now, do you want to talk about it?" He asked, calmly grabbing your hand in an attempt to help make you feel safe enough to talk about what's going on.

You let out a sigh, letting it bubble up wasn't going to help, but a part of you was worried to talk about it. You know he's trustworthy, but your BPD is telling you otherwise.

You understand that someone has good intentions but then it tells you the exact opposite, it's just a constant battle that you are getting incredibly tired of.

"It's just the usual really, nothing new."

"That doesn't mean you can't talk about it, it may be all the same, but it's better to let it out before it swells up. New or old."

He had a good point, it was better to get it out now before it boils over.

Ace paused the movie, giving you a chance to talk.

It took you a few seconds to think it over, to decide what to say and how to put it into words, some of the things you were dealing with can be rather difficult to explain.

But you were going to try, you had a feeling that Ace was going to listen, whether he understood or not.

"I've been struggling with a lot of things lately. From intrusive thoughts about ending it all, to not even feeling real and like I'm living outside of my own body."

You stare down at the table, not wanting to make eye contact while you continued to talk about your problems.

"I've been having a hard time wondering if I'm real or not, it's getting so bad that I can't even recognize myself in the mirror. It's a horrible feeling."

You could feel tears threatening to spill, but you'd rather not cry in front of someone, not right now anyways. Though it was starting to become too late for that.

"This feeling just won't go away, it's been happening for a few days now." You say in disappointment, growing tired of this feeling that's been plaguing you.

Now you were trying to stop the tears that were escaping, but for every one tear that you wiped, two more would appear, and then you just couldn't stop it anymore.

"I know I could have gone to you for help, but it's nothing new and I didn't want to bother you." You said in between sobs, finally looking at him here and there.

Ace kept listening, not wanting to cut in until he was sure that you had said everything that needed to be said, even if he had to sit there for hours, he would do it, just for you.

"And my intrusive thoughts have not been kind to me in the slightest, constantly telling me to just end it all, and I don't even want to, but it's just so constant that it makes it feel like I do want to."

You paused for a moment, giving yourself time to think after confessing a lot of what's been on your mind.

"Then there's the main thing BPD, which is also why I didn't talk, it's been forcing me to self sabotage. I've barely been taking care of myself, I probably wouldn't have eaten much today if you hadn't of come by." You admitted, not really proud of it, even though it's not your fault that your mental illness has been kicking your ass.

You looked at Ace again, this time waiting for him to talk, which he understood and did just that.

He gave your hand a gentle squeeze, placing a supportive kiss on your forehead while wiping away what tears he could.

He placed one more kiss on your nose before speaking.

"And how are you feeling at this exact moment? Are you still feeling the same way you described?" He asked.

You did a 50/50 motion with your free hand. "Luckily, I feel like I'm in my own body today, and the thoughts haven't been too violent today, and thanks to you, I actually got some food in me." You gave a small laugh at the end there, though it sounded a tad bit forced.

"I'm glad to hear that it's not going as bad as it was, that's an improvement, I don't mind you asking for help when this happens, but I know your reasons and I can't fault you for that."

Ace started fiddling with your hair with his other hand, which you didn't mind, you welcomed it actually.

"Did something happen to make this start? Or was it random?" He asked, letting go of your hand so he could use his to play with your hair more.

You felt guilt hit you right away. You almost didn't want to mention why, but nothing was going to get better, and you would once again just feel bad. So what's the point in hiding it?

"When we were hanging out recently, there was something you said, your tone sounded off to me and I fully regret not saying something sooner, and I know that's on me. I should have just talked about it with you and clarified what you meant right away." You began to feel the tears coming back as you rambled.

"And after that is when my mental issues just began attacking me at once, but it wasn't your fault, I just-"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay." Ace quickly said, trying to get you to calm down. He immediately grabbed ahold of your hand once more.

"It's alright, may I ask what I said to make you feel that way. And I'm not mad, I just want to make sure everything is alright." He wanted to quickly clarify that everything is fine.

You explained exactly what it was, trying to apologize for taking it the wrong way, to which he cut you off.

"Sometimes we just take things the wrong way, it's human, the best thing we can do is to talk to that person and ask this to clarify what they meant. You can use what happened to learn, not to beat yourself up."

"You're not upset?" You asked, genuinely surprised, not that he's ever given you a reason to be surprised.

"Of course not! Now if you had stolen my dessert, we'd be having a different conversation." He laughed, causing you to join him.

You both stayed on the couch for a little bit longer, you resting your head on his shoulder as you calmed down.

Ace did get up at one point, to put the dishes that were on the table into the sink, and to give you some tissues. He knew you were going to want them soon.

After some time, you began to feel a bit better, it helped to have Ace right by your side, telling you soothing things while feeling him kiss your head every so often.

It made you feel incredibly loved.

"Now! I got you favorite donuts." He suddenly says while getting up, not waiting for you to get up with him, thus causing him to just drag you into the kitchen, to which you accepted while saying "Weeeeee!"

"Get off the floor." He said while helping you up, acting as if he wasn't the one who just put you there.

Once you were standing, Ace took that opportunity to wrap his harm around your waist, pulling you closer to him so he could place a few kisses here and there on your cheeks, causing you to giggle and proceeded to give him the same treatment.

At least you tried before he turned his head, causing you to kiss his lips, flustering you but making him feel victorious.

"You already taste sweet and you haven't even had a donut yet~" Ace flirted, making you playfully hit his arm.

"You dork, now hand me a donut."

"I require something in return. Something special."

"What." You accidently sounded more aggressive than you intended.

When Ace gave you a certain look was when you realized what you did, making you laugh once more.

"Now, one more kiss and I'll grant you what you want."

You gave a sweet smile before leaning, getting ready to kiss and then you quickly steal a donut before running back to the couch, giggling like a gremlin.

You thought you had won, that was until Ace, very sneakily went up behind you once more.

"I think you forgot something." He whispered in your ear, causing you to jump and scream.

"WHY!?" You yelled.

"You went against what we agreed on." He says while bapping your head.

"Ow."

"That did not hurt."

This little game continued on as you both just watched movies throughout the day, cuddling and just eating junk food, with healthy meals.

He even brought out the coloring books he got you, joining in as you two began to talk about whatever came to mind.

You being in his company helped greatly, you both spent most of the rest of the day glued to one another, trapped under that blanket, to which you did not mind.

Man is built like a heater and you were cold anyways.

But jokes aside, Ace helped you a lot, more than he realizes, his timing has always been spot on, you don't know how he does it.

You're just grateful he's there with you.

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guys dont be mad but i have like 50 unfinished drafts of op fics and the occasional other fandoms (bullet train, dungeon meshi, fairytail) IDK I WRITE LIKE HALF OF POSTS AND THEN GET DISTRACTED HOW DO I FINISH THEM

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snooze • portgas d. ace

your boyfriend can’t sleep unless you’re by his side..for many reasons.

sleepy/sonmo sex, hints of free use, modern au, black fem reader, early morning quickie, creampie, nipple play, teasing, him whimpering a lot :(, just some domestic, soft smut, pet names used

word count: 2.0K

📝: as you all can see, my brainrot for this man has become so god awful, I fear it will take a shovel to dig me out of these trenches. But I love it here! (also, the title is not based off of the song by any means.)

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2:15AM…

night had long fell cast over the sky..faint inklings of stars littered the black backdrop as tiny white dots. The vibrant moon illuminating the entirety of the sleepless city as the daily bustle of blaring car horns and menial chatter has slowed to the sounds of a few cars either heading home or starting the day early. Through the window of the third story apartment where you resided..shined a single beam of light on two sleeping bodies. Entangled in the warmth of the sheets on the chilly winter night..underneath, limbs intertwined as you enjoyed the bliss of sweet slumber..

“Mmmph..”

faint mumbles arose as they vibrated against the crook of your neck. Your boyfriend’s face was nuzzled between the crevice of your neck as he shuffled around in his sleep. His muscular, inked up forearms coiled around your waist with his hands placed to your abdomen; holding you close to him. Nowhere else in the world that either of you would rather have been..it was paradise, an absolute dream..and for your doting, sweet man..he was enjoying it quite a bit! The friction of his lower half rubbing against your backside; gently rutting his hips into your plump flesh as to not ruffle too much but make you subtly aware of his intentions. Those hands eventually roamed from your waist and tummy to the top of your body, resting idly on your breasts. He seemed restless, for a better lack of terms. Although he probably slept more than the average person due to his narcolepsy, Ace did have his weaknesses. For example, he couldn’t be at peace unless you were plastered to his side. You were his comfort, his peace and he couldn’t function unless you were right there. But alas, it wasn’t the only reason he enjoyed lying next to you every night..it definitely had its other perks. Just like at that moment, where he was toiling with the lace on your short silk teddy. The one that barely even covered your ass as you walked away..the one that had his mind straying to less than savory thoughts when you were awake. It couldn’t be helped..your body was an absolute work of art that he could admire for hours on end and never grow tired. Neither one of your eyes were open; still far too exhausted to do so, but he’d slowly feel you up as you laid there quietly. Running his fingertips along the delicate portions of your skin, still muttering and eventually, leaving gentle pecks on your shoulder blade. “Baby…” the only thing he managed to get out before muttering against your neck once more.

Meanwhile, you could still feel his pelvis bumping against you..naturally, you didn't hesitate to meet him halfway. It was obvious that neither of you were going to truly be able to rest until you achieved your mutual goal. Because truth be told, when you couldn’t doze off the way you wanted or your body wanted craved more than just sleep to replenish it, there was only one way to quell that urge:

“..need you so bad..”

hell, it was all the more fun when you pretended to be fully asleep..giving him full fledged permission to use your body when he saw fit. Taking claim to it when he was ready. Sometimes, you loved it when he woke you up with his cock nestled deeply inside of you or vice versa, when your pretty little lips, wrapped around his shaft, drove him out of slumber. It was easy to surmise that he was going to take advantage of said consent..made things all the more sexier. Still mumbling, you’d begin to whine very faintly as you felt the covering of your top be pulled down and your nipples exposed to the cool air. They were erect and sensitive to the touch. Practically writhing each time he so much as even brushed them. By this time, you were also wiggling your hips and bogging yourself onto his crotch. It was clear that things were about to intensify and neither of you wanted to put a halt to this little charade either.

2:30AM…

“..you’re so wet, baby..this all f’r me?’ His words seem to have fallen on deaf ears but he could tell by your physical reaction, that wasn’t the case..you were clutching the sheets far too tight for someone that couldn’t feel a thing. You were only becoming more and more aroused by the minute..that silky slick coating his fingertips. Meanwhile, you could feel his bulge pressing against your cheeks..so swollen, it were as if he’d burst any minute. “Don’t be shy, you can tell me..” a faint chuckle rising among his deep voice, rattling off whilst he held you close. This man had talked you through many orgasms with that heavy tone of his and he knew how much you loved when he spoke to you all quietly like this. “That’s okay..I know what you need..” he was very much vocal and yet, he was still seemingly asleep. His eyes still shut!..but it wouldn’t remain that way for long because as Ace reached down to tug at his waistband, removing his cock from its confines, (y/n) very subtly hoisted your leg, assuring him that you wanted this just as badly..taking the hint, he’d clutch your waist and pull you towards him, smacking that tip to that warm, juicy slit of yours. Almost as if his senses were incredibly heightened..his mind constructing a roadmap of your beautiful body and no vision was needed. A giant smirk lay plastered across his face. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you.. “Let me have you, please..fuck..” that once deep voice becoming desperate and whimpering in a high pitched wail; that mushroom tip aching and leaking with the absolute need to be fill your hole. To take claim of your special spot only the way he knew how.. “..shit..” “..mmph!” Simultaneously reactions from each of you. It seemed that you could no longer maintain your silent charade and he could no longer fight those insatiable urges..and both of you were ready to fuck until your bodies truly tired out beyond repair. The kind that would undoubtedly put you right back to sleep..

2:40AM

sounds of clashing flesh ricocheted around the room, the clapping noises of his pelvis colliding with your heavy asscheeks as he pounded into you. A cusped hand stationed around your throat to keep you reigned in when you began to pull away from the strokes he was feeding your greedy cunt. Unable to quell his whiny cries because of the sensation. He’d never felt anything like it! So warm and silky..it was a miracle he hadn’t gotten you pregnant yet..constantly finding it hard to pull out once he was inside of you. Rutting into you like a pathetic pup rutting his pillow. A sheath of wetness forming from the constant thrusting..and his earlier teasing. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight, baby..pussy’s so fucking good..” the sweet nothings rattled off into your ear with his dick nestled deep between your folds.. “..shit! Right there..so good..” heavy huffs breathing down your neck whilst he persisted. Pulling you even closer, Ace tilted your head back slightly to lace your jawline and throat with sloppy pecks. It was absolute bliss if you’ve ever felt it. “I love you..love you so fucking much, baby. Thank you for letting me wake you up like this..” a faint chuckle arising from between his moans. It was blatantly clear to see that he was enjoying this little early morning rendezvous more than you could imagine. “I love you—oh fuck!…’s too much..'' crying out with your hand smacking the mattress and clutching the sheets. Your legs shook violently and all you could do was withstand the sensation of that thick, throbbing cock bottoming out inside of you. Sometimes, it was a miracle if you could fit it all..he was so lengthy as well and you’d oftentimes find yourself begging him to take some out around the five inch mark. “Aw, baby..you’re so small. Just makes stretching you out all the more fun..” referencing not your body type, but rather that pretty pussy..regardless of how many times you two had sex, you still managed to wrap around and squeeze him to no end. Cream slathered all down the entrance and he would lean up to examine the mess, along with the ripple of your thick ass via the moonlight..

2:48AM

“F-fuck..gonna come, daddy..please!”

“Ooh, I love when you call me that..are you gonna let go f’r me, sweetheart?”

Still lying on your side with your leg hoisted high, he’d continue going..even teasing your clit to add to the euphoric feeling. Both of your eyes had peeled wide open and there was no halting this passionate round of love making. The name causes a throbbing sensation to rattle off inside of you as his cock twitches yet again.

“So let me see that pretty face when you do, baby. Come on, let it out—“ amid the resuming of his deep strokes, Ace would coddle your face in his palm, sweet talking you through that impending orgasm. Spinning your face around to meet his own. He was always such a kind and attentive lover. Making certain that you got yours long before his own. His true satisfaction lies in seeing you grip the sheets and call out his name. It didn’t take long before he was granted his wish and you were heaving as that orgasm came barreling out of that entrance and splattering his thighs as he fucked it out of you slowly. Emitting gentle streams with each thrust until you couldn’t spill another drop.

“Aww, good girl..good girl..you’re squirting. So fucking wet..I love it.”

you’d find yourself caught in another kiss shortly thereafter; passionately and slowly…but that wasn’t the end of this. He needed to keep going until he had nothing else left to offer..until you were filled to the brim with every last drop of him. “Nnnngh!..” “I know, pretty..I know..but you’re doing such a good job..I don’t wanna stop.” Growling and laughing in your ear as his strokes became a lot rougher and more sporadic. He was nearing his peak. That much was evident by the way his nails dug into the flesh of your hip. Met with the recoil of your thick ass each time. You were squeezing him so tight, he could barely withstand it. So with a couple more sharp, pounding thrusts, you’d find your boyfriend clutching onto your skin and drilling until you felt it all come to an abrupt halt.. “f..fuck!..hold still, baby. I’m so close—“ a mere few seconds later, you’d feel his movements cease but those hot, thick ropes of cum pouring into your womb. Filling you up with every ounce of his seed until he couldn’t go any further. Whimpering and crying out for you in the process. Begging you to let him breed you..and once he finished, Ace would remain inside of that tight cunt, stroking the side of your face and marking your temple with light kisses.

“That was perfect, sweetheart..”

“Yeah..thank you, baby..”

3:00AM

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sex therapy :: 02. sex education

chapter tags/warnings: fingering. orgasm denial. strong language. infidelity/adultery. sexual frustration. degradation. humiliation. classism. manipulation undertones.

word count: 4.7k

notes: i apologize in advance for the second-hand embarrassment. likes, comments, and reblogs are much appreciated!

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Touch…yourself?

You immediately choked, water spewing from your lips and onto the carpet below when you heard Toji’s vulgar request. Gasping for air and thumping at your chest, you shot the therapist a glare.

How very unladylike of you.

Naoya would be unpleased.

But you could not help it.

“What the actual freaking hell?” you hissed, jolting up from the couch.

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thinking about satosugu and reader…. READ THE WARNINGS

wc: 2k

cw: threesome, double penetration, multiple orgasms, mentions of squirting, dacryphilia, slight dumbification (they’re both very condescending), fem!reader, use of she/her, oral f!receiving, fingering (vaginal + anal), overstimulation, edging (just once), mentions of passing out, slight voyeurism / exhibitionism

getou and gojo stand before you. they’re positively predatory. two huge men, both more attractive than the other, wearing dizzying smiles as you spread your legs before them, laying back on gojo’s bed. heat spreads across your cheeks at the embarrassing way you can hear your cunt spread open, the sticky sound of it, before getou mumbles that he’s going to taste you first and gojo responds with a click of his tongue and the word greedy.

getou’s tongue presses flat against your cunt, placing wide licks with heavy pressure across the sensitive area, paying special attention to your clit. whatever he’s doing, whatever magic he’s decided to work with his mouth, has you fucking keening. you’re whining as soon as he gets his lips on you, far more desperate for them than you are shy. you can see his eyes, the way they’re sizing you up from between your legs. he’s learning, taking in your breaths, what you like and don’t like.

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Toji wakes u up with morning head <3

note: I tend to write in first person bc I kinda like it more/it's easier for me lmaoo, hope that's not an issue

warnings: NSFW mdni (18+) somnophilia, afab reader

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Beyond my fuzzy mind, I feel a slight tingle in my core. It starts off faint, but I could feel it gradually building, squirming in my half-awake state. All of a sudden, a huge spike of the sensation causes a choked and plainly lewd sound to exit my mouth. Startled by my own voice, I peel my left eye open to observe my surroundings. The first thing I notice is my blankets bulged and scrunched around my lower half, indicating someone beneath them. Before I can stop myself, I release another shaky moan as a set of rough hands press their digits into my thighs, followed by a slick tongue gliding between my folds.

“Morning, love.” a low voice murmurs from below the sheets. That voice…

I begin to remember that I’d passed out cuddled against Fushigoro’s chest last night. Even earlier than that, we had slept together. My memories slowly returned to me as the fogginess in my brain began to clear. I remember those same calloused hands bending my calves above my chest, spreading me out wide for him…the insatiably hungry look in his eyes as his hips unsteadily rutted into me. His slurred curses and groans echoed through my head as the memories only now caused my noises to amplify.

“nnghh..T-toji~” I whine in my still morning voice, my hands snaking down the blanket to find his forehead and eventually his soft, black hair.. I can feel him smirk against me from beneath the sheets, his thumb pressing circles into my flushed skin. This was quite a way to awaken from my sleep. I laid there with my eyes barely adjusted to the light, mouth agape which caused my hitched breathing and whimpery moans to fill the room.

“Someone’s all riled up, I see,” Toji chuckles lowly, giving teasing kisses to my clit. My trembling legs were held under restraint with what seemed like no effort at all. Somehow the remark he made reddens my face even more, my teeth digging into my lips as an attempt to silence myself. “Want more~?” He asks. I’m unable to let out the words, so i reply with a quiet “Mmhhhmmn,” my underside begging for more friction with his face. He cooes in reply, beginning to readjust himself. He moves his arms from my thighs to the backside of his hips, leveraging my lower half closer to him and planting his elbows against the mattress. I let out a gasp as my head falls from the pillow holding it up, almost having to look up at the risen bedsheets now.

He doesn’t waste any time, either. With no hesitation his tongue begins to explore every crevice of my warmth. He utilizes as much of it as he can to enter me and explore my walls, afterwards gliding it through my lips once more before traveling back up to my clit. Once he latches his lips onto it as well, my body jolts in response, causing my legs to tighten and twitch against his forearms. At this point, I’m barely able to keep control of myself, my hands gripping the bed for dear life, drool pooling around the bottom of my lip as my moans only get louder. His relentless sucking on my swollen nub causes me to grind against his face as best as I could, my mind growing hazier by the minute.

His hand lovingly glides up and down my waist as he continues his attack. I think he could tell when I was getting close, his tongue beginning to operate at a faster pace than before. All I could do now was to scream out different variations of his name, convulsing in his grasp as I reached my climax. He’s barely phased by my rash movements, only lapping up the mess I made all over him. After letting me ride out my orgasm he sets me down and crawls forward, his head popping up from under the sheets for the first time this morning. I cup his face in my hands, planting a sloppy, open mouthed kiss to his scarred lips. He smiles slyly, observing my glossed over eyes.

“Looks like you enjoyed yourself, yeah?” I glance away in embarrassment, causing him to just laugh and rest his head against my neck. His hand traces up and down my leg as he uses the other to cover us in the blankets. “I could do this all day, Y’know.”

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