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synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the color? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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which dress looks good on me?
synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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I have a strange question- So the TikTok ban has me STRESSED. As someone with high functioning ocd and anxiety, anime and manga are my only source of comfort. Iâm worried someone now they will ban anime and manga in the us.. do you think that will happen? Iâm so stressed.
hi nonnie đđ
tiktok ban . . hmm iâve never heard of that b4 hun :,,) but from your tone it must be rllie bad . . . itâs okay nonnie iâm sure it wonât happen ! donât worry ! animes, mangas, etc theyâre all worldwide ! iâm sure it wonât happen :3
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synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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I love gumi!!
i love him too nonnie wonnie ! ! megs the best ever ! ! <33
we all know where gumi got his good looks and genes from ! ! ( mamaguro )
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this bus is so crowded . . . i look like a complete loner :,,)
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synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
Š 6GUMI. please do not modify ătranslate ăshare my works on other platforms ăor consider them as yours.
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which dress looks good on me?
synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
Š 6GUMI. please do not modify ătranslate ăshare my works on other platforms ăor consider them as yours.
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which dress looks good on me?
synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the colour? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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synopsis ďšyour husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )
pairingsďšaventurine x f!reader
cwďšnsfw MDNI. unedited. ă established relationship ămirror sex ăsemi-public sex ăreader physically smaller ămild titplay ă squirting ăaventurine referred to as âkakavashaâ once or so ăa bit of choking ănicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) ămore tba !
noteďšhi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasnât that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but itâs oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! â millie âĄ
it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldnât listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. âhmm . . .â you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, â . . aven, iâm not sure about this dress.â you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.
aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. âi like it, i guess you donât then,â he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. âmaybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.â
âbabe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.â
â . . . so?â
âsooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you canât just say âyes it looks goodâ every single time, yâknow . . . i need your honest opinion.â you spoke, crossing your arms.
âwell, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.â aventurineâs pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right outââ
âkakavasha.â
âwhat? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. canât handle it?â
the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you werenât sure what. could it be the color? maybe it wasnât your color? you just werenât sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. âyou really canât decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?â that smug lilâ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didnât mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.
aventurineâs eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. âmmh . . . letâs start here.â your husbandâs fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.
âaven . . .â a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.
âmm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. âs fucking pretty. you canât expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?â he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. âif you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. iâd get hard so quick,â his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. âspeaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just âcuz i saw you in this pretty dress.â
the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. âiâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? iâm gonna fuck this pretty pussy.â aventurineâs skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. â. . . âgonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?â
â . . okay . . â
âgood girl.â his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . thatâs their problem! âoh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.â aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.
"this fuckinâ dress . . . fuck iâm gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.â the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress heâd ever seen. âwatch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? âs good . . isnât it?â
"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husbandâs eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. âmore, aven . . more more more !â goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckinâ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.
âaâaven iâm gonna cum . . .â
âyeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.â he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. âwell then . .â aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. âdid that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?â
âshâshit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .â
âgood. then letâs get this one then, baby. canât wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.â
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