#danny long legs

[ark-fork]

@amberluvsbugs its time >:3c

[cupophrogs]

I just got back from a concert so have a miscellaneous scribble of a choral nerd spotting the local music spider @ark-fork

[grandtimetravelwhispers]

[black-and-yellow]

Ocean man. Take me by the hand.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 274

You know what is fun? Baby Ghost Jason. You know what could be even more fun? Ghosts are Dragons. 

Jason? Aware of none of this. 

He was on comms, y’know listening and rolling his eyes at Dickwing, who used his real name, really Dick, he mocks. It’s just a stakeout, nothing new there, honestly boring when he could be blowing something up instead. It should have just been a stakeout. 

Yet there’s something suddenly there, something behind him. Something that causes his hair to stand on end and his comms to spark into static like some sort of horror movie. Something, something with clawed hands with corpse-pale skin tipped in black, stained or dead or something else, tilting his head up and up and up as he’s frozen. 

“A child, out here? Alone?” a voice crackles, hisses, hums, and purrs, somehow all at once, unnatural in its tone. He can’t move, he needs to move, he has to move, but it’s like the space around him has gone cold and dead, like he’s stuck in the Pits once more as claws hold his head and his vision blurs. “Sleep, child. Rest- we’ll be home soon.” 

[radiance1]

Cha know that space whale au that was made because of @puppetmaster13u calling Danny a space whale in a tag on a post they made?

Yea so I'm thinking of that again.

Now, hear me out. Instead of there being an active alien invasion happening when they arrived, they're faced with a completely calm looking Earth that looks about the same as Danny remembers.

Not that Vlad would remember, considering his time spent in the void where he forgot basically everything.

Of course, this giant whale does NOT go unnoticed by the people living on Earth and especially the Justice League.

They manage to make their ways onto Earth without being stopped by the Justice League, however. Suddenly, there was a giant whale that could clearly be seen from space with the human eye, and just as suddenly there was absolutely nothing there anymore.

Of course, it caused widespread panic, calls to the government for them to do something about this and especially multiple people asking the Justice League to explain whatever the hell that was.

Was it a new enemy? Another insanely powerful being hellbent on taking over the Earth? Maybe a scout?

Nobody knows anything, and that makes it worse. The Justice League are currently looking around for information, spearheaded by a highly paranoid Batman.

And I do like @bet-on-me-13's take that they lived in Atlantis before it sunk!

So imagine this, Danny and Vlad turn into their human forms (Which probably don't have human legs since they can't remember how to use those) and they try to find their old home. Danny? Is suuuuper excited about this, because he hasn't been home for a really long time and he knows that he's missed so much!

Even Vlad finds himself curious, his memories and (most of) his emotions eroded away by the void. But Danny says that this was his home before he became touched by the void, he's heard stories of what he used to be and that he greatly loved a certain team so he's a bit curious.

So, ancient space whale and void touched being goes towards where space whale believes- knows their home should have been.

Only to find nothing but water.

[aro-aizawa]

i love my family dearly and i always enjoy big family get togethers but also AHHHHH

[ryoalouette]

DP x DC

Of which Vlad IS related to Bruce

Their Bat-ness must have came from a common ancestor. And that adoption thing.

But anyways.

Imagine Vlad contacting Bruce with his fam out of the blue, asking BRUCIE, HI NICE TO TALK TO YOU AFTER LONG PERIODS OF ABSENCE BUT IVE A QUESTION THAT NEEDS TO BE ANSWERED FOR MY KWN SAKE- how do you get your children to be civil with you???

Bruce: ... I am not aware you adopted kids Vladdie?

Batfam, listening to the conversation: it's cute that Masters tot we're civil to Bruce at all times lol

Vlad: Currently I have my godson with me and he's acting a lot like a combination of your sons in gala disasters.

Bruce: which gala disasters you're talking about? Coz you know we have the Rogues attacking galas aaaaallll the time-

Vlad: you know what I mean, cousin. Richard in the chandeliers, little Damian stabbing the handsy ones, Timothy making people cry left and right between his blackmails and "conspiracy theories"-

Bruce: (tries to imagine all that Feral in one body and failing)

Batfam: (omg new cousin sounds lit)

Vlad: so yes Brucie, I need some advice, please and thank you.

(Unseen: Danny gnawing his leg)

[fandomfuntimem]

Dp x dc prompt

Redhood didn't like people who took advantage of children. Fucking hated them.

So when he heard of a new crime lord employing children in there area, he had to put a bullet between that fucker's eyes. Apperently, the guy ran the original gang out of town and set the kids off on petty crime. Stealing money. Food, clothes, in some cases, even drugs.

Redhood stood outside an abandoned building, gun at the ready. There was no security, no goons. Did this guy know he was coming? Is this a trap? Redhood shook off his worries. No matter. He's just gotta get this bastard before it could get any worse.

He crept through raftors and boxes. He listened for footsteps. Step step step. The footsteps were heavy and dragging, sluggish. According to eye witnesses, the crime lord tended to drag his feet, maybe limp even.

Redhood slid out of hiding, pressed his gun up to the back of the man's head, and-

It was a kid. The kid turned around, so irely calm. His long black air hung down, obscuring his face, but Redhood could clearly see the way his pale sickly skin sank into his bones. How his dull blue eyes seamed to gloss over and stare into his soul. Almost daring him to pull the trigger. Yet, despite the dark of the warehouse, he almost seemed to glow.

"So?" He asked.

"Wha- so what?" Redhood asked. He was shaking. He hasn't put the gun down.

"Are you going to pull the trigger or not? I mean, you've got a clear shot. I just ask you to clean up after. The kids don't need to see that," The teen slowly blinked at him. Redhood slowly lowered the gun. Just a gang of kids run rampant, yeah. That's what this is.

The kid hummed and began to walk off. Redhood couldn't really call it walking or even limping. It looked more like dragging a nearly dead leg. Now that he was close, he could see it. The dragging leg, the dead arm in a sling. The lichtenberg scars crawled up his face, reaching his eye, blinded and half shut. How did this kid run a whole gang out of town?

Red Hood followed him. The kid only gave his a brief glance before shrugging. Redhood followed him to the back of the warehouse, where a group of kids slept. Redhood recognised them, street kids. All either homeless or too scared to go home.

"They helped me," the kid whispered, "I got rid of those people because I hated the way they hurt the people around them, and when I fell sick, those kids stepped up to help. The least I can do is give them a place to stay."

"You fell sick? You weren't always like this?"

"No. I used to be a lot stronger, braver," The kid gave a heavy sigh before slowly lowering himself to the ground. Crossing his legs and resting his head on his hand, "Now I can barely move without aching, I feel like an old man trapped in a teenager's body."

Redhood glanced between him and the sleeping kids. He was helping them, housing them. In return, they were stealing food and medicine for their sick friend, and Rehood almost shot him.

"My name is Danny, by the way," The kid- Danny grumbled.

Redhood sighed and sat down next to him, "Nice to meet you, Danny. I'm Redhood."

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 262

Pondering Ghosts are Dragons, and just rotating each design in my head I have for them. That is the ghosts we see in the show more than just once or twice lol. Just pondering each of them and potential types and descriptions and how the people of Amity see them, as they’re used to the dragons around, vs say someone from Outside, crossover or no, who are Not used to the maybe slightly eldritch undeath interdimensional dragons around everywhere. 

That is not normal for other people. 

To the Amity Parkers? Boxy is simply a chonky dragon with small boxy wings and covered in blue scales. To people just coming into the city, it’s like seeing a giant komodo dragon when you’re just walking home- not something you exactly want to see and something that is dangerous. 

Kitty’s and Johnny’s weekly relationship tussle? Par for the course really. But to visitors? Two giant wyverns tearing into each other, shimmering greens that could be scales, could be tendrils, and shadows lengthening and thrashing like a living beast all its own. 

And this is just the small dragonlings, not even beginning with larger ones like Pandora and Fright Knight, chill as they may be. 

Outsiders don’t understand that they’re more than just animals. Amity is used to this, but people who have no clue what’s going on? They don’t.

They call the police, the heroes, the government, for help, for answers. And that? That the GIW can use. 

[thebubblesareevil]

Ethically bullying the rich

Dc x dp dead serious

When Bruce finally grows a spine and puts his foot down when Damian tries to sneak in yet another new pet, Alfred recommended volunteering at an animal shelter so he could share his love with the pets waiting to find their forever home.

He immediately agreed, not that he would stop trying to sneak in his new anaconda, but because he was appalled at the idea of any animal getting acceptable levels of pampering each day.

It didn’t take long for him to take note of one particular volunteer.

Danny Fenton would come by every day, whether it was for an hour or five, he made time for the animals.

More importantly, he brought his adorable dog Cujo with him so he could play with the other dogs, apparently the shelter considered Cujo the best option for helping calm down feral and miss-treated as they all seemed to calm down when he came to play and came out of their shells.

Cujo always dragged Danny over anytime he saw him when they got to the shelter, forcing him to interact with the taller teen, though after awhile he found he didn’t mind the boy too much, even if his was just some untrained civilian.

The day Damian decided he was going to marry the boy was the day he saw him leave with 5 extra dogs.

When asked what he was doing with them, his answer left Damian stunned and looking up wedding venues, though Alfred insisted he should ask him out on a date first.

His answer?

“Oh, I actually just adopted them” Danny said, his face flushed. “Unfortunately the shelter is running out of room and couldn’t find anywhere to place them so they were gonna be put down soon.” He shrugged.

“I know a few people that can afford to house them while I find them new homes, so I adopt any animals that are gonna be put down and look on my own.”

Even thinking about it made Damian go into a frenzy as he planned out their future.

—-

Danny stretched when he finally got home from the shelter and shifted into his ghost form.

“Alright kids! Who wants to go first?” He asked the dogs spread out across his couch. An elderly goldener retriever and a chihuahua suffering from what the shelter called “demonic possession” both jumped up.

“Alright then! Let’s get going, we need to get to your temporary home before it gets too late.” He grinned.

—-

Oliver Queen peered out of his bedroom door, surveying his surroundings before he stepped out of the door, hoping to have a quote night of beating up criminals. He nearly had a heart attack just as he was passing by his living room though, having any and all hopes being crushed as a terrifyingly familiar teen cleared his throat.

The nightmare disguised as a teen smirked as he fell to his knees.

“Please, no more, I can’t take it anymore. I’ll give you anything you want, just please stop this torture!” He cried out.

The monster just let out a low whistle, and Oliver knew he wouldn’t be going out on patrol that night as an avalanche of feet raced through the house.

The creature was surrounded by adorable, sweet, fluffy dogs, all vying for his attention.

“Is this weird old fruitloop taking good care of you all?” He asked, making a horrific sound that vaguely resembled baby talk.

They all began barking and begging for pets.

“As good as it is to see you all, I came here for a reason.” It grinned “Manfred!”

An adorable pitbul barked and stood up on his hind legs before falling back down.

The abomination cooed as it picked up the dog.

“I found the perfect home for you!” He announced, he then turned to face Oliver with that terrifying smile with so many teeth! “And I’ve brought you kids two new friends to play with!!”

“I just KNOW mr Queen will take good care of you while you’re staying with him!”

As soon as he finished talking, the teen vanished, taking with him the only dog in the entire pack that actually listened to Oliver.

Oliver didn’t patrol that night.

Oliver called his girlfriend to save him from the Possessed chihuahua that had cornered him on top of the fridge.

Black Canary was not amused.

—-

Once Danny settled into bed that night with Cujo cuddled up next to him, he pulled out his notebook.

“I think we had a pretty productive day today!” Danny said, grinning down at Cujo as he made a note in his book.

“We rehomed 3 dogs and put five with fosters.”

He went to the page marked “Queen” and added two names to his list and crossed off one.

He flipped the pages, smiling when he saw the page he had initially made for the Wayne family.

It was good to see people actually using their money for something to help the community, Damian had helped repair many of the shelters facilities over the past month.

It was a pity his father was such an airhead, he clearly inherited his brains from his mother.

Fortunately for gothams golden boy, Damian was familiar with all the dogs at the shelter, so his secret would be out the moment he tried to black mail or bully the billionaire into fostering.

He smiled again as he thought of the cute Wayne boy before he turned the page to his most prolific foster parent.

Luthor

Danny had years of blackmail going all the way back to him blackmailing one of his classmates in first grade.

It was amazing the amount of dirt you can get on people from a bored time god.

[rosemaryhoney27]

Daddy's Girl Part 3

Title: A Royal Thank You

The Justice League had barely caught their breath.

In the days following the rooftop incident, Earth had seen a seismic shift in ghost-related politics. With the Ghost King’s declaration echoing through both the Realms and Earth’s dimension, the Guys in White found themselves publicly exposed, internationally condemned, and—thanks to the League’s swift action—systematically dismantled.

Every black site was raided.

Every illegally detained ghost or hybrid was freed.

And every dirty record connected to the GIW’s shadowy ops was handed over to the UN’s paranormal oversight committee, now assisted by a rather smug Constantine and a very pleased Martian Manhunter.

But amid the diplomacy, legal dismantling, and fallout from Phantom’s appearance, one thing stood out in Dani’s mind:

They tried to help her.

Even when they didn’t know who she was, even when she was just a scared girl in pain—they came.

Back in the Ghost Zone, Dani tapped her foot impatiently as she floated near the central portal hub of the citadel.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Danny asked from behind her, arms crossed but not unsupportive. “You know Batman’s gonna be suspicious the moment you show up.”

Dani grinned. “Suspicious? Please. I’m adorable.”

Danny narrowed his eyes. “You say that like he doesn’t carry Kryptonite and a backup plan to take down literal gods.”

“I’m a thank-you card with legs,” she said, puffing her chest with pride. “I’m just gonna pop in, say thanks, and not let Batman scare me into bolting. Easy.”

Danny smiled softly, pride obvious in his glowing eyes. “You’re really okay?”

She floated backward and tapped her chest. “Core’s solid. Healed up. Got some wicked scars—might glam them up later. But yeah, I’m okay.”

Danny hesitated. Then leaned forward and kissed the top of her head.

She blinked. “Okay, that’s new.”

He shrugged, sheepish. “You called me Daddy. I’m gonna be annoying about it for a while.”

“Yeah, yeah…” she muttered, cheeks red. “Alright, open the portal before I lose my nerve.”

Watchtower – Justice League Central Command

The team was mid-briefing when a soft hum filled the room—faintly green, faintly cold. Instantly, Batman and Superman straightened. Wonder Woman reached instinctively for her lasso.

A portal spiraled open just above the conference table.

And Dani floated through, hands up in surrender.

“Okay, okay! Peace! I swear!”

Hal Jordan raised an eyebrow. “Oh, it’s the ghost kid. Wait—are you the scary one or the adorable one?”

“Depends on the day,” she said, smirking. “Today’s adorable, promise.”

Dani touched down lightly on the table, then reached into her jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. It shimmered faintly with ecto-energy and bore the Ghost King’s seal in soft silver.

“I, Danielle Phantom—heir of the Ghost King and officially Not Screaming Anymore—just wanted to say… thank you. For trying to help me.”

There was a pause. Diana stepped forward first, her eyes soft.

“We were too slow,” she said gently.

“You came,” Dani replied, shrugging. “That’s what matters. A lot of people don’t.”

She handed the letter to Superman, who looked surprised but touched as he took it carefully.

“It’s got King stuff in it too,” she added. “Like, Danny made it all official with thanks from the Realms. I didn’t read that part. It’s got too many fancy words and titles like ‘Defenders of the Mortal Gate’ or something. But I made sure it also includes drawings of you all as ghosts. In crayon.”

Flash perked up. “Wait, me as a ghost?”

“I gave you a cape.”

“I don’t wear a cape!”

“Now you do.”

Batman stared at her, arms crossed, unreadable.

Dani stared right back.

“…You remind me of someone,” he said at last.

“Yikes. That better be a compliment.”

To everyone's shock, Batman gave the barest twitch of a smile.

Dani grinned wider. “Well, I should go. My dad’s waiting and he gets twitchy when I’m gone too long. He’s still new to the whole ‘terrifying ghost father thing.’”

“I can relate,” Superman muttered.

Dani floated back toward the portal.

Then she paused and looked over her shoulder.

“I hope I never need saving again. But if I do… thanks for being the kind of people who’d show up anyway.”

And with a final flash of light, she was gone.

The room was silent for a moment.

Flash blinked. “So we’re friends with the Ghost King now, right?”

“More like allies,” Batman said.

Superman smiled faintly. “And we’ve got the official ghost crayon drawings to prove it.”

Wonder Woman nodded. “A kingdom of the dead just thanked us. I’d say that’s a day well spent.”

[wide-mindeddreamer]

well damn okay

[puppetmaster13u]

I mean, it's not like they have a watch or anything lol. (No joke absolutely love the writing you did it's amazin) I bet they stay quiet, or at least only make quiet noises, until they feel it's dark enough that most people aren't out that might overhear them.

But people going out looking for local cryptids? Even if it's just by blurry pics and word of mouth? That's going to spook the two of them either further into the city, or farther out of it. Neither want to be spotted, to be brought back to the cold labs full of corpses and tests. But they also have to think about supplies, about access to information.

You know that thing where Superman straight up ate bullets? Like he can do that? I bet the kids can do that too. I bet they gnaw on some metal for iron (and maybe Danny gnaws on Match's arm to his embarrassment when he starts getting his fangs).

Danny feels very proud that he's doing good at this homeless clone stuff. Look, they aren't even malnourished (are you sure about that) or sick (yet) and haven't been so much as spotted by any of the lab people.

And it's nice to have a big-little brother for this, to not be alone. He likes being held, despite insisting that he's an adult, and the purring is soothing. So is the rumbling that he knows is a warning for others to not come near.

He's doing so good at this big-little brother-ing! He even has a notebook that he might've perhaps stolen to put lists on what they need!

And now he has a flashlight! It's great, like a toy almost. Er. Well he knows it's not a toy but give him a break, his reincarnation is three, if that, and it's nice to have something to fiddle with. (which he'll admit it's hilarious whenever Match chases after someone, even if he has to tug on his ear or the back of his jacket to get him to stop eventually)

And Match can fly too now! Erm, not for long, and only after a long time of sunbathing, which they can't exactly do, not often, but he can! Which'll be great if there's an emergency!

Danny has been reincarnated.

Which was an odd thing to realize, it wasn't even a slow one he just... snapped into it one day. One moment he was staring at a wall out of boredom the next, well, he was staring for an entirely different reason.

It was a task for his now young -he thinks around three years old?- mind to work its way through the memories, but it wasn't like he had much else to do honestly. So, what does he know?

His name is Danny, like, his actual name and not just a moniker. He was once a halfa and he already knows he's going to be missing invisibility and intangibility. He, well, died. For like, a second time which actually makes sense because reincarnation-

Anyways.

He was a clone of two people from this thing called the Justice League which, weird name but probably some government or activist group. Wonder Woman and Superman. Which were pretty weird names to name your kids but eh.

He doesn't really remember much besides that from this life, or the one from before but he's an adult! He'll figure things out once he gets out of this containment tube thing.

Did he mention he was in a test tube? He's a tube baby now. He thinks? Or maybe it's more like he's being contained.

Whatever.

So he breaks out. Thank you apparent superstrength that he has no idea why he has but he's not going to complain! He then wandered around all of the other test tubes, able to remember just enough of English to see that yea, they're dead.

He probably was too, before he had memories zapped into him. Or a vegetable.

He then finds this really big container, checks it out, then opens it because the clone inside isn't dead!

'Project Match' it said. He'll just call him Match.

Was he thanked for helping him? Nope. You would think that he would be thanked or at least somewhat respected for saving this guy but nope!

He was, quite literally, held up by his leg and dangled in the air. Who dangles a three-year-old?! Well, he was technically and adult but still! The next few things were a blur but after pulling off the old Fenton charm he found him and Match outside as he tried to stop him from attacking random people.

Luckily the charms and privilege of the youngest (he's assuming he's the youngest, because he's physically three) was more than enough to get through to him. Sure, the guy couldn't form words, really aggressive for literally no reason, really weird but also absolutely cool looking eyes. But he worked around the first issue by developing their own personal language from like grunts and stuff, the second he once again used his youngest privilege to boss him around and the third a pair of sunglasses easily fixed.

He just had to steer Match clear of those random S crest mark thingies. Which was a weird thing to hate but hey, he's not there to judge.

[secretivemessenger]

inspired by @sooniebby’s (sorry for the tag danny) magic dildo story. what if what if just what if instead of that its a magical fleshlight

☆ incubus bf x bttm male reader (no name specified so it can be imagined as any character)

★ synopsis: incubus bf who owns a magical fleshlight from hell and he uses it while ur in the middle of a solo presentation infront of your whole class.

☆ cw: magical toys? idk , exhibition-ish , almost getting caught, invisible penetration?, belly bulging mentioned.

★ AUTHOR’s rambling: this has been in my drafts for so long i wrote it then deleted it then wrote it again ugh, anyways i feel like i haven’t written bttm reader in a lonnggg while the bottom whore in me is unsatisfied.

nsfw content under the cut, proceed with caution.

imagine being in the middle of a uni presentation, all eyes on you as you explained your take on the theory of relativity. yer doing so great for once, as you’re not the one to have the courage for presentations but it doesn’t last.

suddenly feeling a something force its way past your hole, something is stretching you out harshly and you can only think of one person who would do that, your bf and his beloved fleshlight.

you could feel his hard cock drive forward into your core with no haste, as your body shakes and sweats. yet you try to continue, “T-the theory of r-relativity, proposed by Albert Einstein, rereshing that...ngh”. oh fuck oh shit all eyes are on you, your professor is looking at you with concern as your legs tremble and even a faint squelching sound is coming out from your hole being fucked and slicked up.

your ragged breathing and the way you swayed caused your professor to ask “are you alright?”, you nod violently and turn back to the board that had your powerpoint and pointed, opening your mouth again to try and keep going only to feel a particularly hard thrust that pushed you against the board and interrupted your sentence with a semi audible whimper. gosh they all must think you have a vibrator up yer ass or something.

why does it have to feel so good, you were being pounded like no tomorrow but that was the least of your concerns now. you turned back towards the rest of the students some seem to already have their minds in the gutter, blushing and looking away from your quivering body. you were ashamed as you tried as hard as you can to keep talking while letting some whines and groans slip out, you can almost see some students closing their thighs up.

your hole clenched and fluttered around nothing, aching to be filled with the real deal. you could feel your boyfriend's fat cock splitting you open, the bulbous head slamming into your prostate dead-on with brutal precision. you can’t take it any more as you stumble on your feet and have to grip the nearest wall for support.

your professor now even more concerned walks up to you and grabs onto your shoulders making you want to scream from how sensitive and hot your body is right now, you can see the look on your professors face as he takes a look at yours before coughing, “go wash your face up then come back, alright?”. you blinked the tears that were threatening to spill away then nodded sprinting out of the lecture hall and to the bathroom.

you stumbled as your hole fluttered around the object plowing into it before you shakily make your way to a bathroom stall and closed the door, not even bothering to lock it. you sat down on the toilet and hurriedly unbuckled your pants and boxers in one go, impatient and very horny.

your cock sprung free, rock hard and leaking with pre. you can feel the phantom of your boyfriends pre in your untouched hole, you felt how warm it is even though it wasn’t there.

weeping and sobbing, you took a hold of your cock and pumped it violently as you bucked into an invisible force, fucking yourself on a cock you can only feel.

one of your hands jerking your cock and the other. reached for the hem of your shirt and brought it up to your lips to chomp on it and hold it up, it revealed your tummy and the little mark left on your abdomen, which is what connects you to your boyfriend.

you reached your other free hand to place on your stomach, the said tattoo was glowing and when you placed your hands on it you almost came from the pulse of pleasure. you groaned as you can feel your boyfriends cock reaching so deep into your stomach that it makes a bulge. with every thrust it bumps into the hand you have placed there like a baby bump, baby fever much? maybe your boyfriend’s magical world have a way for you to get pregnant.

your silly thoughts vanished quickly at the sound of someone stepping into the bathroom, then it finally came down onto you that you never locked the door. you took your hand off your tummy and slammed it on your mouth to silence yourself.

“[name] you there? the professor asked me to come get you since you’re taking so long”, you recognized that voice as one of your classmates. gosh should you say something or stay quiet, if you talked you might moan but if you don’t they might think your skipping,, ahh geez.

“i-im alright, just uh doing.. y-ya know”, “ah”. you received an understanding hum from your classmate before he speaks again “alright i’ll let the professor know” then you hear him turn on his heels and make his way to the exit.

you tried to keep quiet till he was fully gone but with your boyfriend ramming your prostate like he was in a boxing match and your prostate was the opponents face you couldn’t, you let out a loud gasp at an especially aggressive plow making your classmate haste in his way.

“you alrigh-“ “YES” you screamed out loudly, your voice hoarse and shaky trying to sound as convincing as possible while your boyfriends dick continues to mercilessly pound your hole. “okay okay” your classmate responds teasingly before finally leaving.

yeah hes definitely thinking you were jacking off, to which you were but damn.

once he left you slumped over the toilet crying and moaning loudly as your hole hollowed out and gaped around nothing. your hand worked faster on your cock pumping it up and down, squeezing the tip till you feel like cumming then letting go with a disappointed whimper. you’re your biggest enemy tbh.

you wrapped your hand around your cock again resuming jerking it off, going in sync with your boyfriends thrusts.

you can sense his pounding slowing down, being more deep than rough, he was definitely close, you wanted to cum together. so you sped up your hand, sloppily jerking off while your thighs shook violently, you feel like coming right then and there but you have to hold on, just a bit more.

when you felt on the verge of bursting you placed your thumb on your tip pressing down, denying yourself the pleasure of release. while your boyfriend is nearly there you can feel it, from the way his cock twitched inside of you.

then you felt it, flooding deep into your guts, and you finally let go allowing yourself to cum aswell. time felt like it stopped as you threw your head back, cumming all over your chest and shirt.

and you felt his cum too, it wasn’t there physically but you felt it inside of you, filling you up to the brim,,

unless he cleans the fleshlight, which you doubt, then you’re gonna have to spend the rest of the day with invisible spunk deep in your guts.. yay, fun.

[ark-fork]

Smile, as I do.