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beautiful, perfect, stunning, amazing, spectacular -

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ephemaeraltouch​  ,  eliot spencer.

it’s different with barbie–– eliot can conceive of being wanted, of being desired… just not like this. he’s only ever let himself indulge in a roll in the hay, brief albeit amorous connections. the thought of being wanted this way, the way he wants barbie; now and tomorrow and in every waking moment–– he doesn’t dare let himself imagine the word forever–– is impossible to conceive. he is far too broken, too cruel. under every layer of good that he has pasted onto his skin, there is darkness at his center. no matter how eliot may try, there is no washing away the bloodied stain of his past. no matter how holy the touch of another, he will always be unclean.

but now, he is blinded with need, with selfishness. he’ll do anything to please her, even if she deserves better. eliot will let her love him at least for now because he is strong enough to do just about anything but deny her a second longer. and maybe that’s an excuse, maybe it’s himself he can’t deny, but with the way she’s looking at him, he can’t find it within himself to care. there’s the slightest hitch in his breath when she touches him, the feeling of her fingers against his skin enough to make him shiver. she’s go goddamn perfect under him, coquettish and so earnestly sweet, that eliot can’t help but grin. ‘ well now, ’ he says, voice starting to roughen, ‘ we can’t have that, can we? ’ he doesn’t dare press into her; not too much, not yet. desire burns hot through him, but only a fool would fail to savor this. he threads his fingers into her hair and lets his nose bump gently at hers before pressing his lips to hers in a reverent kiss.

♡  ˙  *  ✧  even now, barbie can tell he’s conflicted about this. about them. not about whether he wants her or not - she knows he does ; it’s in his glances, his lingering stares, his loving yet distant words - but whether he deserves this. it was no secret that they were different, perhaps even on two opposite ends of a hidden spectrum, but that would never stop barbie from loving him. she knows about his darkness, what he’s done - not all of it, but enough to understand that his past was filled with death and destruction. she had told him time and time again that none of that mattered to her. he is good. he helps people, and he doesn’t have to hate himself for what he’s done, because that’s over, now. it had seemed impossible to penetrate the walls he had put up, but finally - finally - barbie felt like she was getting somewhere with him. it made her heart happy.

the kiss feels like fresh air in her lungs as barbie takes a shuddering breath. the exhales comes out in the form of a quiet moan against eliot’s lips, fingers of one hand moving up to twist into his hair. if time made the heart grow fonder, than barbie supposed she should consider herself lucky that it had taken so long to get to this point. nothing felt more right than kissing eliot, and being kissed by him in return. a fond hum escapes barbie, this time, the woman smiling into the kiss. her tongue flits out just so to run along his bottom lip, continuing to test the waters. she didn’t want to push him, but barbie thought he wanted this just as much as she did. and so she took a moment to deepen the kiss, too, gently clutching a few strands of his hair to keep him close. she could stay like this all night and be satisfied, but she wanted to feel him, too, if only just once. barbie hoped eliot would give her that.

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steve rogers  ,  you gonna be a good girl?

♡  ˙  *  ✧  she thinks he must be teasing her, because isn’t barbie roberts always a good girl? sweet, polite, and everything else you can think of. she’s looking up from stocking covered knees, right now, blue eyes innocent and crystalline through thick, blonde lashes. there’s a moment where barbie debates answering the question, wondering whether she really needs to. of course she’s going to be a good girl. for steve, she’d be pretty much anything he wanted, as long as he asked. after a moment, she nods, maybe too eagerly, hands crossing in her lap.  ‘ i’ll be good for you, ’  it’s practically a coo as a smile touches either corner of glossy, pink lips.  ‘ i’ll be your good girl, steve, ’     @verbalissm.

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ted lasso  ,  ( oral ) sender goes down on receiver.

♡  ˙  *  ✧  there was no explanation as to what had brought on this quick change of atmosphere, but barbie couldn’t say she was disappointed. not when ted had lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom, setting her down with care onto the bed. maybe it was the way barbie had looked at him, wetting her lips and biting the bottom one as she watched him bake ( what could she say? she had a thing for men in aprons ). whatever it was, the man had promptly stopped what he was doing and gave his full attention to her, instead. a giggle had escaped at being so quickly picked up, but now she was gazing down at ted quietly as he trailed kisses down her stomach, gently pushing up her dress to reveal her already wet panties. pink spreads across her cheeks, but she has no time to be embarrassed. feeling his lips against the soft parts of her thighs causes barbie’s back to arch. she had always been easily pleased ; he didn’t need to do much to make her feel good. 

and yet, he continues further inward, finally hooking a finger around her pink underwear and pushing it to the side. the moment his tongue wets her clit, barbie gives a high moan, the woman biting her lip as she tries to keep herself quiet.  ‘ ted... ’  is the next sound she lets out, nearly a whimper, hips involuntarily bucking up into his mouth. she doesn’t know what she did to deserve this sort of treatment, but barbie decided she would just be happy it was happening, at all.     @lassosway.

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also, two things about barbie you need to know s.ex wise: she gets overstimulated very easily / comes very fast because of it ( and comes multiple times, most times ), and she can get very loud with her moans / whimpers.

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ken carson  ,  ( coming in pants ) receiver causes sender to come in their clothes.

♡  ˙  *  ✧  this is the last time. she swears it is, because barbie can’t keep doing this with him. it’s something she keeps telling herself, over and over, and yet she finds herself once again inside of ken’s home, her dress lifted high up her thighs, knees on either side of his hips, but ken’s clothes are still very much on. that was part of the deal. she wasn’t there to have sex, that wasn’t the plan, but he had given her those eyes - the puppy dog ones, so blue and deep that barbie didn’t know how she had ever said no to them. but she still had to set her boundaries. so he was not inside of her ; this wasn’t real sex. instead, she was moving her hips, allowing her panty covered clit to brush back and forth against his bulging erection, the friction pleasuring them both. hands are on his shoulders for leverage. head falls back and then to the side, blonde locks falling over one arm. part of her liked seeing him like this - bending to her will just enough for her to get him off without barbie even actually touching him. the thought makes her feel bad, but after all the times he had been much too rough with her, she thought she had the right.  ‘ are you gonna come like this? ’  barbie whimpers, wanting to see what he’d say. she speeds up her movements, just for a reaction.     @verbalissm.

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thomas shelby  ,  you have no idea how much i want you, right now.

♡  ˙  *  ✧  she’s mingling, sharing handshakes and smiles, laughing at jokes that may or may not actually be funny. as much as barbie loved a good party, this one - filled with rich people who, and she didn’t want to be rude but it was true, seemed like a bunch of snobs - was making her want to go home. unfortunately, the woman was too polite to excuse herself this early, and so she sipped from her second glass of champagne and continued to make small talk. head turns a bit to glance at tommy when barbie feels her plus one press up against her, hand slinking around her waist, pulling her against his chest. then he’s whispering in her ear as soon as the two men she had been talking to took their leave from the conversation. the words cause barbie’s breath to hitch, that familiar warmth spreading across her cheeks, and also between her thighs. the dress did hug her in all the right places, and she knew that tommy had already seen what she was wearing underneath, as they had gotten dressed together that evening. she’s smiling when she lifts her glass to pink lips again, gazing out amongst the party goers before she murmurs back a response.  ‘ then take me. i doubt anyone would notice we’re gone, and this house is so big... ’  she trails off, but she thinks he’ll understand what she means - there was a room they could occupy, somewhere.     @proofwhisky.

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Smut prompts

Never tease me like that again.

I'm bored. Wanna play?

I want to kiss you everywhere.

Can I touch you?

Touch me and you lose.

You look beautiful. But I'm afraid you'd look more gorgeous with that dress off you.

You have no idea how much I want you right now.

I want you so bad...

Ugh,baby, I cant- please...

I can't help but have naughty thoughts when you when look like that.

You know,you make me feel so naughty.

You make such pretty sounds,my love .

How do you feel,baby?" I... feel... good... "

Tell me how it feels. It doesn't hurt does it ?

Are...you ok? Is this pace good enough?

I'm gonna do the type of things that happen in your dreams .

Mmm, so beautiful...

I can't help but wonder how your cute face would look when I finally touch you

You know, how about a little fun before we go to bed?

You're more than just a fling,my love.

Does doing these kind of things make us friends with benefits?

Just friends?! Do your friends make you feel hot and bothered like this? Do they make you moan like this?!

I love your body,baby.Everything you hate about it is what drives me crazy.

I'd love to love you all night,my love.

I love how excited you are .

Right now, I'd love your kisses on anywhere but my lips.

Gosh, why can't I get enough of your body?

I love seeing you so flustered.

You're safe with me,my love . You know I'd never hurt you .

You're so cute when you're nervous.

But baby,I want to play with you ~

See what a mess you've made me ?

I need you...

You like it when I touch you?

I want to make love to you.

It looks like you're ready for me,my love.

Tell me how much do you want me, my love?

I can't help but to be turned on by the sight of you

You don't have to be so shy around me, you know?

Don't tempt me.

I'm gonna do something very crazy but I know you're gonna love it.

You have been waiting long for this, haven't you?

Did I tell you to touch?

I'm going to mark all the parts I love to show you how beautiful you are.

I will never get tired of holding you./ Your body

Would you like to do it again?

Why can't I get enough of you?

We could... do it.

I want to make you feel so good,babe.

You're so beautiful...so,so beautiful...

Come here.

What if I told you I wanted you, right here. Right now?

I'm always in the mood to play,my love

You're mine , understand? Mine!

You know exactly what I want .

I love it when you're naughty like this.

Don't mind me, just enjoying the view.

I want you so badly...

Why are you covering up? I have already seen everything.

Let me show you how much I care about you.

How bad do you want me,my love?

I-I've never done this before so I'm afraid you have to guide me.

You're so adorable. Aww, don't hide your face/ don't cover up.

I-I want you to touch you too. Please remove the cuffs...

It's not going to hurt,is it?

Wet already? I see you're so eager,hm?

Seriously,when are you never horny?

Kneel.

Stop the teasing, please...

No,I'm supposed to make you feel good.

First person to become horny/turned on loses.

Don't you wanna feel good, baby?

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thinking about a pretty girl fucking me with her strap until I can’t think straight anymore and only mumble her name as I cum over and over again

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verbalissm​  ,  jack wynand.

his eyes glance over at her face,  down at her hands,  her clasped thighs.   this is certainly a shift from chaste hugs.   jack thinks he’s been fantasizing about this,  her,  for so long that now he doesn’t know what to do.   or rather where to start.   instead of keeping his hands to himself,  he cups the back of her neck.   his body turns towards her,  free hand settling on her thigh.   encouraging her to part them.   thinking that,  while they have this conversation,  he can at least give her this.    ❝ but that’s just the beginning,  baby, ❞  he says mournfully,  thumb caressing silky skin.    ❝ and you can’t know that,  not until you know.   because i want to mark you up.   i want you so bruised that every time you close your thighs,  like you are now,  you feel where i bit you.   i’d do it because i love you but i want it to  [ … ] ❞   he shakes his head,  adjusts his grip on her so her legs are over his lap.   pointedly ignores hos he strains against the zipper of his pants.    ❝ so i need you to tell me what you want.   what you’ve done.   i don’t want to scare you,  sweetheart,  or hurt you.   you’re in control.   you tell me what to do to you  &  i’ll do it. ❞

♡  ˙  *  ✧  there are two things she knows very well about herself: she’s a good girl, kind and sweet, in every aspect of her life ; and, as ambitious as she is in her line of work, in these certain situations, barbie is not normally the one who was in control. she’s taken care of, touched, felt, and filled up. often on her back, golden hair sprawled out around her head like a halo. that’s what she was used to, and there was nothing wrong with that, but listening to jack describe everything he wanted to do to her, while also giving barbie the option of telling him exactly what she wanted - it excited her. another shuddering breath is taken, allowing the man to move her, blue eyes meeting his as she wets her lips.  ‘ you won’t. i’m not scared, i know... i know you love me, ’  the idea of having his marks of adoration all over her, purple and spread out across her body, it makes her want to touch herself. instead, she decides to take charge - one dainty hand reaches for his own, eyes never leaving his as she leads it between her thighs and over her pussy, only covered by damp lace. barbie tries not to moan.  ‘ whenever i... fantasize, about it. about you, i... ’  blush spreads across porcelain skin, unused to talking about thoughts usually trapped in the bedroom. she begins to move his hand back and forth between her legs, slow and steady.  ‘ i see you with your hand around my throat. squeezing... it’s hard to breathe, but i - i like it, it feels... it feels good, ’  barbie is trying hard not to be ashamed, hoping jack wouldn’t judge her. she bites her lip, brow furrowing a bit.  ‘ i’m tired of being treated like i’m breakable, ’  she’s started to move her hips instead of his hand, brushing her still covered clit across his fingers.  ‘ i want you to... fuck me, jack, ’  cheeks continue to flare. she’s never said it before, but it feels good, now that it’s out.  ‘ that’s what i want. will you do that for me? ’

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gisele braga , ( mirror sex ) sender and receiver have sex in front of a mirror.

♡  ˙  *  ✧ she doesn't know how this all started. sneaking around in rooms at parties of the elite which both of them were invited to. the world class surgeon and mafia royalty, running off without another soul to witness what they do behind close doors. barbie remembers seeing gisele for the first time - clad in a black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, a stark contrast to her own pink silk. gisele had walked off, only looking back to meet barbie's eyes, silently inviting her to follow, and the blonde wasted no time in doing so. she may have hesitated in that hallway, that first time, but ever since then, she's had no doubt about giving gisele anything she wanted. it was like she was a butterfly caught in a web, but she didn't mind the spider that gazed at her as if she wanted to devour her.

the mirror in front of them is full length, the frame sculpted floral, glittering gold. reflected back at them, barbie can see herself, stripped of her dress, standing only in the lacy panties and bra she had been wearing underneath. behind her, gisele stands with her chest to barbie's back, peering over her shoulder at the mirror, watching barbie with an attentive glint in her eyes. tongue flits out to link pink lips, the blonde taking in a shuddering breath as one of gisele's hands lifts to touch barbie's neck, fingers wrapped lightly around her throat. brow twitches the moment gisele's other hand slides around her waist, tips of her fingers dipping teasingly slow into her panties, and when they brush over her warmth, barbie can't help but to whimper. quiet and soft. blush creeps up her neck and into her cheeks, but barbie can't look away from the mirror. doesn't think gisele would let her, even if she tried. all she could do was stare at the spider as the butterfly spread her legs just a bit for her to reach further down. @devotehd.