I have a reverse situation proposal of this: stiles lying on top of you, but your hand is between you two gently cupping his (growing?) bulge as he sleeps/is very close to sleeping.
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pam and jim were the only normal people in the office and that’s all I know
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I have the FATTEST fucking headache known to man kind😕
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he needs you. so bad. it’s consuming him, with every step you take that his eyes can’t help but gravitate towards, with every thought of you that crosses his mind he can’t suppress, he’s fucking hexed.
can he be blamed for being so eager to cum when you fuck him for the first time? for not really taking into account the fact that you probably wanted to cum, too? of course, he’s apologetic and wants to make it up to you for his stupid selfishness he thinks has just ruined the single chance you gave him, so when you order him onto his knees in front on you, hands tied behind his back, his eyes like a vast ocean peer up at you as he awaits your instruction.
you coo at him, almost taking pity on his widening eyes as he processes the command: he must make you cum with nothing but his tongue, and he isn’t allowed to finish himself off, by any means. you see his heart break a little, but he wouldn’t do any more than he’s already done to upset you, so he’s quick to begin his work.
he wasn’t particularly experienced, so it took some direction from you and some practice before he got the hang of it and got to drown in the sweet ichor of your honey moans.
“that’s so good,” your praise fuels him as he nuzzles his nose against your clit, whimpers vibrating against you as his tongue thrusts into you with a rigor and desperation akin to that of a starved man and his favorite supper. “‘s good? you like it? like—like that?” he hangs onto every piece of criticism and advice you feed him, storing it as best he could in his idle, pussy-drunk, mind.
and when you come, it’s the first time he thinks he’s ever tasted the purpose of life. to die between a beautiful woman’s legs and have her tell you you are hers. in that moment, it was all beheld there right in front of him.
“you wanna come, now?” you ask once your feet are on the ground again, his glazed eyes staring up at you as if you were the angel pioneering the universe, but he says nothing. shaking his head and resting his rustled tresses against the warmth of your thigh, he thinks he could spend eternity here and like it.
ethan landry, luke castellan, coriolanus snow, stiles stilinski, dave lizewski, jj maybank + your fave 🌬️
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if you get stiles to a certain point, either after teasing him too much, overstimulating him, or just when he tips over the edge, you can get him to agree to anything. and chances are, he’ll probably repeat it. if you call him a good boy, his eyes will roll back and his fingers will dig into your hips hard enough to bruise, and he’ll agree; “mhm… good—I’m your… yeah, I’ll be so good for you…”
and if you just happen to call him a slut (jokingly ofc since he also let it slip that he’s “everything you want” and he may or may not have called you that a few times before) stiles would visibly tense as first, but your pace doesn’t let up, so he has no choice but to melt back into a mellow state where his brain is mush and the irritation is only former. “fuck…” his head nods and he’ll grunt: “yes— I’m your slut…” which is funny because you don’t remember adding the possessive noun. it must be embedded in his subconscious to always call himself yours<3
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Shitting bricks rn
Dylan O’Brien behind the scenes on the set of "Infinite". (2019)
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