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Linkon Chibi Report

■ Zayne [A Generous Wish Granter]

If you want a snowman, just ask him!☃️ However… don't forget to mention the exact size you want.📏

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Rafayel lets you underestimate him.

He lets you think he’s over dramatic, a push over, that he’s submissive and needs your protecting. All so he can have the satisfaction of catching you completely off guard.

Now, you're under him, legs pushed so far up they squish against your breasts. You can barely breathe, barely think, barely make a coherent sound.

He's pounding into you so hard, so fast, so deep.

Reminding you that he is, in fact, six feet tall and rather muscular. That he’s extremely powerful, strength wise and his evol. That he can portray himself as a lithe, quiet artist with a love for the dramatic flare. He played you. Bad.

“R-Rafayel!” You’re losing your mind, unable to wriggle out of his hold. The pleasure is too much, too intense, his hips are pounding into you at near inhumane speeds. If you could run from his cock, at this point you would.

But he has you pinned to the bed, his body rendering yours immobile, and all you can do is lay there and take it.

Your third — no, maybe your fourth — orgasm hits you like a freight train. The feeling of submission, of helplessness, throwing you right over the edge.

“That’s it, cutie. Cum for me, make a bigger mess of my cock. Remember who’s really in charge here.”

This whole fandom underestimates Rafayel. So many portrayals of him being the smallest, the weakest, flamboyant. My mans is 6 feet tall, muscular and lithe at the same time, a literal god. Fym weak 😩

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With the way Caleb cooks? You’re bound to put on a couple of pounds even with your rigorous work schedule.

You’re grumbling one morning, an early workout session before you go on with your day. The number on the scale is a bit higher than it was last week… it bothered you.

Not because you feared the weight gain but because you couldn’t understand how it was happening.

“What’s up, Pips? You look bummed out.” The pout is still present on your lips as you look over your shoulder. “I’ve gained weight.” And for a split second, you swear Caleb’s eyes light up. “That’s not a bad thing. I’ve been pushing you with weight lifting. It’s probably muscle.”

But you want to scoff, you hadn’t been gaining muscles. No, you’d been gaining fluff. Your belly had gotten a bit softer, your curves a little curvier. You couldn’t tell if you were upset about it or intrigued by your new shape.

“Not true at all. Look!” You poke at your stomach, and Caleb’s mouth waters. "Don't be ridiculous, pips. You look great." It's like reading an open book. Your eyes narrow as you stare at him, the cogs in your brain twisting and turning as you put two and two together.

"Caleb Xia." and the look that flashes across his face confirms your sneaking suspicions. "Have you been over feeding me?" It sounds far harsher than it really is, he simply makes good food and always puts seconds on your plate before you can even utter a word.

He just wants you to be well fed, is that so bad?

"Yes, it is!" Oops, must of said it out loud. "What in the world are you putting in your meals that I'm gaining all this weight despite working out and being a damn hunter!?" And the towering 6'2 man seems to shrink in on himself. "You've got an appetite, Pips! I'm just feeding you until you're full!" Okay, maybe he also likes you being fluffy.

There's just... more to grab. More to hold, more to kiss and bite and love on. More for him to knead, to bury his face into, to get a grip on as he pounds... shit shit shit his cover just got blown and he's daydreaming? "Caleb Xia, answer me!"

He can't, he absolutely can't. So, instead, he stalks forward and buries his face into your neck. "Caleb!" But he's holding you tighter, grabbing the plush of your waist and grounding you to him.

Your anger is melting fast. It feels... good having him hold you like that. Your cheeks are burning as you huff, holding him with a pout. "I'm going to start loading you up on sweets, say goodbye to that six pack. You'll have a dad-bod by the time I'm done."

And Caleb is 100% okay with that.

This isn't like... full on feeder content. I hope it doesn't make anyone uncomfortable. I am just a firm believer that Caleb would be a Chubby girl connoisseur. He loves them thick, plump, stretch marked and jiggly.

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Post-marathon sex with Sylus and he’s still insatiable.

You’re wearing one of his button downs, barely buttoned and lounging on his couch while he’s shirtless in the kitchen making you both something to eat.

You’re peeking at him, admiring the red nail marks you left on the plains of his back and waist. The low hanging sweatpants doing nothing to help your running thoughts.

Especially since you know he has nothing on underneath.

You settle back, eyes fluttering shut as you try and calm yourself. You both woke up four hours ago and just managed to untangle from each other in the last twenty minutes. Still, your mind replayed everything he did to you over and over and over again. How could you relax?

“Kitten.” You still, eyes snapping open to see your lover towering over you. “I thought you were…” but Sylus only hums, cutting you off as he grabs one of your legs and moves it out of his way. “I’m hungry for something else.”

Had he heard you? Sensed all your filthy thoughts with that cursed eye of his? Whatever had been cooking on the stove now laid forgot in a pan with the burner off.

“Here?” Yet, you’re lifting your other leg, letting your behemoth of a lover push your thighs up to your chest and reveal your bare cunt. “This is our house, kitten.” And he’s settling between your thighs, the couch somehow accommodating his size as his mouth hovers.

“I sent the twins away for a while, if you’re truly that concerned about getting caught. But we are adults, y’know. And this is our house. Free to use however…”

And you’re relaxing, squished up into the side of the couch as he bares your pussy for his hungry mouth. “Leaving the bed with nothing but my shirt, you really thought I’d be able to resist such temptations?” He kisses your swollen lips, still sensitive from the rounds of sex.

“Think i’d be able see you laying here and not want to ravish you again?” Another kiss, this time he sucks on your cunt before releasing it. “Could have this pussy a million times and still crave you like I’ve never had it.”

His tongue splits your slit, poking your clit and you’re whimpering. Your feet fall onto his shoulders, his hands still keeping your thighs squished and immobile. You’re fully at his mercy, no escaping even if you begged.

“Tell me to stop.” Drool is pooling on Sylus’ tongue, dripping onto your needy cunt as he pants. “Tell me to stop and we’ll stop.” Now, it’s your turn to pant.

“Sy, I don’t wanna stop.”

Like a switch, you can see the temptation consume him. Carmine eyes swallowed by the black of his pupils

“Perfect, because I really can’t hold back anymore.” His mouth encompasses you, nose settling on your pubic bone as his mouth tears you apart. His eyes are shut, a sigh of pure contentment vibrating your cunt as you cry his name.

Did I ever mention I yearn for this man like he’s real

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Sitting on Xavier’s face helps him destress.

You had been so reluctant at first, worrying that your crush him, suffocate him, break his damn neck. But he begged, truly begged, nearly in tears because he was so worked up.

And, well, you caved. How could you possibly say no when those blue eyes were staring at you like you were the only cure to all of his troubles? Of course you gave in.

“Oh fuck…! Xavi-er please!” The grip you have on the headboard is enough to make the wood splinter. You lost count of how many times he’s made you cum, tears now staining your cheeks as your thighs tremble.

Xavier is relentless, hands gripping your ass harder as you beg for him to ease up. “S’too much!” But he growls in response, sucking your poor cunt harder.

There is no use trying to ease him off of you, you’re stuck on this ride until he can control his nerves. “Shit! ‘M gonna cum, Xavi… please I can’t… too much!” Your body convulses, clinging to the headboard for dear life as he works you through another earth shattering orgasm.

Bleary eyes struggle to focus as you look down at him, surprised to see he was looking up at you in response. That alone was enough to make you shutter, aftershocks of your orgasm making tears leak down your cheeks.

Xavier doesn’t relent, at this rate you’re certain you’ll pass out before he gets his fill. You force a glance over your shoulder, he hadn’t so much as gotten undressed before ripping your clothes off of you.

One glance down and you can see a dark patch spread over the front of his sweats. How many times had he come completely untouched? “X-Xavi let me take care o-of…” but he’s nuzzling your drenched pussy, moaning against your throbbing clit and starting all over again.

The brain worms are eating me alive today, gotta keep posting horny

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Sylus eats.

Like I’m talking he goes to town. The first time you eat a meal with him that’s more hands on, way better eaten with your fingers than your utensils, you kinda just… grow a bit awestruck. Because for some reason, watching Sylus chow down on a fucking greasy burger renders you speechless.

For one, you never imagined him to be someone who’d like such messy, greasy foods. Now? Your jaw is a bit slack, your pupils dilated as you watch him man handle that damn piece of food and go to fucking town.

He notices, of course, and his eyebrow is arching as a peculiar look crosses his face. Then? He’s swallowing, laughing a bit as he places the food back on the plate and wipes his mouth before licking his fingers clean.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, kitten.”

I had the most bizarre thought while half asleep last night and woke up still thinking about it so naturally I had to share it.

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Art Request: Rafayel from Love and Deepspace

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after you become intimate, caleb gets regular manicures. 

he’s never paid his callused hands much attention before, but if his long fingers are going to be inside you, they’ll be as soft and smooth as possible—he’s not taking any chances. 

for a whole night, he does his research, dutifully sifting through customer reviews and testimonials until he finds the best option. 

his hulking frame is out of place in the quaint pastel salon, but all the nail techs love him—partly because he pays full price despite only ever getting his left hand done, but mostly from the way his eyes light up when he talks about you.

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at your job, all employees are required to take a general psychology course. you’re indifferent about it at first, only coasting by so you can focus on your work. 

but the next time caleb oversteps and tries to make up for it with pouty lips and glassy eyes—his trademark puppy face—you’re like wait a second. you squint at him and don't give in.

it keeps happening, over and over. he’s unsettled and outmatched. until one day, he finally asks if something is wrong. 

“did you know dogs developed puppy eyes to make humans favor them?” 

he shrugs at the random question. “nope, but that’s interesting, pip-squeak. look at you go, little smarty-pants.”

your eyes narrow. his widen. 

“oh, really? you do the same thing when you want me to forgive you. you’re manipulating me!” you cry, crossing your arms accusingly. 

at your sudden outburst, caleb chokes on his drink. “i’m…silly girl, what are you talkin’ about?” 

“i’m talkin’ about,” you mock, “how you always make that sad face when i’m mad at you. it makes me feel bad, and then i end up forgiving you.” 

he huffs out a confused laugh. “i don’t mean to, pip-squeak. i never do. but if it makes you feel bad…i am sorry.” 

the second he apologizes, caleb’s eyes start to glisten, and his lips form the slightest pout. but he tactfully schools his expression before you notice. 

“fine. but…i’m not that easy anymore. don’t think i’ll let you get your way from now on.”

“wouldn’t dream of it,” he chuckles, shaking his head fondly.  

but inside, caleb is panicking.

damn it, he thinks. how’d she figure me out?

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No fish was harmed in the making of this video💙✨

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Franz Kafka, 1912

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This morning was an emotional rollercoaster coaster ngl.

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Tsundere 4 tsundere

I enjoy how in every universe they start out a little mean to eachother.

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June 14, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]