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[deathismyswitch]

Agatha All Along fic request

Long time reader, first time asker. I've enjoyed your collar and puppy play-esque stories. could right more of that?

idk really any ideas. maybe it's just them lounging around the house or something. or maybe they're having sex and agatha's feral about and rio has to discipline hers.

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I will always bow down for Agnes in a collar and Vidal holding the leash 🐕

ALSO, HAPPY PRIDE! 🏳️‍🌈🌈

Inspo while writing: The Finish Line

Agnes catches Vidal's teeth glinting in the semi-light room and she, Agent Vidal, isn't even the one on the leash. Agnes' hands snake up the front of her body; her right hand stops to grope her breast in lust as her left, ghost over the collar around her neck.

"Oh Agnes, you're always so needy when I have you this way...like an itch you can't scratch...what is it, Boy? Tell me what you want?"

Agnes drags her gaze away from Vidal's mouth and up to her eyes. What she sees in them is the same burning desire she feels deep inside of herself. The promise of something more; something to take.

Agnes basically growls at Vidal's words which makes the Agent laugh and tug at Agnes' leash a little tighter. Reflexively, Agnes' fingers curl under the collar. She's not entirely sure if she's trying to help loosen or tighten it. Both options turn her on as she squirms by Vidal's side.

Agnes watches out of the corner of her eye as Vidal wraps the leash around her hand once and then twice; closing the gap between them. Agnes doesn't dare moan; doesn't dare fall so quickly into what Vidal knows will have Agnes come undone.

Not yet; not now. There's still leagues to go.

Agnes' fingers pull away from her leash as they slide down to her chest to join her other hand. Maybe if she gives Vidal a show the agent will ease up or, divine intervention will step in and make Vidal fold.

Agnes doubts it; doubts it as Vidal soaks in Agnes touching herself for her. The hardened detective who swears like a sailor and insists she only drinks her coffee black around all the men at work. Strong jaw and tough eyes; nothing to signify weakness.

Not until, that is, Vidal has them back at home without the outside world looking in on them.

Agnes unravels fast here; slips away from all the confinements the outside world forces her to give. Walls come crumbling down each time and another side of the detective is left in the rubble of it all. Someone who wants to be on their knees; who wants to be at Vidal's beck and call.

Tail between her legs as she's only given one true option.

Agnes makes sure Vidal is staring at her chest as she cups the underside of her breasts and gives them a squeeze; kneading them between her fingers. The detective bites her lower lip and feel the sharp pang of arousal hit her like a wave. Her nipples go hard against her sweaty palms.

"Oh...sweet boy, that's it...you can sink a little lower though, can't you?"

Vidal whispers as she keeps her eyes on Agnes' hands. She doesn't want to miss a thing; not when Agnes loves herself in a such a way that's usually so secretive. Sometimes it's like pulling teeth; Vidal trying to get Agnes to love herself in such ways. A whisper or a ghost of femininity on her chest and between her legs. Vidal feels like she has to call Agnes back to these things every once in a while.

But, Agnes does sink lower. She grinds her hips down onto Vidal's thigh and the grinder pad there. Agnes was frustrated when Vidal took it out and put it on; wanted to cum right onto Vidal's warm skin. The skin to skin contact would have made Agnes more lustful, feral. And maybe, that is why Vidal decided to throw on Agnes' collar and leash and break the contact with the toy.

Agnes wouldn't have been able to control herself.

"Fuck...Vidal..."

"If you're going to open your mouth, it better be for something good."

Agnes huffs as she tries to lift her head; lips pursing together into a straight flat line. Her gaze goes down as if that'll somehow save face; put herself higher than Vidal in this moment. She knows she can't, not when Vidal is the one holding the leash.

"I..want you to fuck me..."

"Oh...oh, I bet you do. But that's not what's happening here, is it?"

Vidal mocks her, condescends her. She watches as Agnes' blood boils under the surface. Pushing and pushing and maybe, hopefully, Agnes will tip over.

"You can keep fucking yourself...you deserve it..."

Vidal can tell that Agnes is about to huff or talk back; can see it in the wild look in the detective's eyes as they quickly glance at Vidal and then downward to her thigh. The pad is already glistening; already coated. Agnes hates the way her body betrays her when she's trying to put her foot down and be strong; betraying her because she cannot help but give in to Vidal and all that she offers.

Vidal closes the gap as she gives the leash a hard tug that pulls Agnes towards her. Vidal's lips find Agnes' first; pulling her in with her teeth on her lips first. Vidal bites down hard and tastes copper, hears Agnes hiss into her mouth as she opens up for the agent.

Agnes picks up her pace as they kiss; trying to chase Vidal's kisses with each stroke of her hips as she pushes her body down. She's aching; going numb with the friction. She's already come and can feel her own wetness lubricating her skin. The way her clit throbs, inner walls desperately clenching around nothing. How easily she can bring her body up and down to get what she wants, even though, Agnes wants more.

Always wants more.

"That's...it...pretty boy...you got this...you're being such a good boy..."

Vidal whispers into Agnes' mouth and draws her back to the present. The detective moans loudly into Vidal's mouth; completely breaking her own stoic focus. She feels it slipping away like a shroud as she completely gives in.

Agnes is rutting faster now, humping as quickly as she can as Vidal pushes her thigh up to purposefully knock the pad upwards. That ache inside of Agnes only grows larger, bigger. She wants to claw at herself and fill the void that grows. She wants Vidal to split her in two.

"Oh...ohgod...ohfuck...Vidalplease...pleasepleaseplease..."

But those words are useless as Vidal does nothing to help Agnes out. She leaves the detective to her own devices. Agnes pulls her face away first; teeth scrapping against lips so she can look down and watch herself.

And of course, because Vidal needs it just as much as Agnes does, she lets go of the leash. It falls to the side of the bed; setting Agnes free. But Agnes, knows better than to fall for this false sense of freedom. She'll always be tethered and lead; wants it. Agnes slams her hips back down one final time and her body shudders; a deep chill runs down her spine as she cums again. She wants to badly to slink off of the pad and lay down, curl up.

Vidal only pulls her close by her hips; pulling her off of the pad towards her. Agnes gasps at the lack of contact, the lack of wetness and friction. She gasps a second time as Vidal basically sits Agnes down on top of her cock. Agnes' legs wrap around Vidal without thought. Mechanical, innately, impulsively.

She takes Vidal with ease that makes her face flush in embarrassment. So easy to be filled, to be fucked. She lets out a huff as she tries again to compose herself. Vidal could care less; doesn't care. Her nails scratch up and then down Agnes' back as she thrusts up into the detective and watches as Agnes' reprieve melts away.

Vidal wants it just as bad as Agnes does, something she thinks Agnes forgets in moments like these. Sure, she was the one holding the leash and Agnes was the one in the pretty purple collar but god, did Vidal want to devour Agnes just as badly as Agnes wanted to devour Vidal.

The room blurs as Agnes chases what she needs from Vidal; that longing ache no longer as heavy or loud as it was moments ago. Vidal chases her own high; watching Agnes completely shed the mask she keeps in front of her true self. She can read the desire written over the detectives' face, the way her body reacts to touch, how her thighs squeeze a little harder and her cunt takes more of Vidal. And Vidal can feel it all, deep inside of herself. Can feel Agnes giving up more and more until her partner spills over and sags forward; orgasm splintering inside of her and all over Vidal's cock up inside of her.

It's starlight burning behind both of their eyes as they try to catch their breaths. Vidal can feel her own wetness between her legs; smeared underneath her on their sheets and sticking to her skin. She feels the way her cock keeps Agnes full and how it twitches deep inside of Agnes.

Of course Vidal can feel it all; phantom limb or not she can fucking feel it.

The collar around Agnes' neck catches Vidal's eye as she clears her throat and pushes a stray strand of hair out of her eyes. Agnes still has her eyes closed; chasing and chasing until the stars burn out and she falls back to reality. To the present. Vidal still deep up inside of her cunt and ready for more whenever Agnes wants it.

And she wants it, always.

A craving that can never be satisfied.

"Call...me your good boy again, Vidal..."

Bold and daring are the words that fall from Agnes' lips as she starts to roll her hips again. The weight of her collar heavy around her neck. A testament, a reminder.

Vidal is in control even when the leash isn't wrapped around her finger.

[deathismyswitch]

knotting my gf. send post.

this post is about lesbian sex. men and minors dni.

[deathismyswitch]

Fucking our partner while making them text our friends about it is crazy fun. Especially when I get to send pictures of them taking my nice big strap.

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i need a girl I can use whenever and wherever I feel like it. I want a girl who pretends to be taken aback by how vulgar and forward I can be, and maybe even scolds me a little, but starts getting a wet spot on her panties anytime I feel her up in public. a girl who gets turned on being dykehandled like a slut

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Being a loyal knight and a pathetic dog at the same time and begging to be used by your beautiful princess only to be ridden within an inch of your life is a wonderful thing.

THIS POST IS ABOUT LESBIAN SEX. MEN AND MINORS DNI.

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reading smutty x reader fics about someone in my partner's system is crazy work.

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The vampire in me must bite anyone I have feelings for, affectionately.

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cruel and unjust that I can't be loud, I should be allowed to sound pathetic. Unrelated, I can get back to cleaning now.

this post is about lesbian sex, men and minors dni

[deathismyswitch]

God i hate church. I could be worshipping someone far more worthy in a far more fun way right now. why should I stand and sing hymns when I could have my head buried between thighs.

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love when a girl wants you so badly that they're grinding against the air after you take your hand away, squirming and whining when you touch their clit again and slip a fingertip or two barely in, vocal and needy and seconds away from just gripping your wrist and fucking themselves against your palm. love when a girl whispers a small "please" with the biggest pair of puppy dog eyes possible when you just graze her clit, when she lets out a soft sigh at more contact, more pressure. love when a girls hips jolt and breathing quickens, when they bite their lip and let out a low hum or moan. love when a girl gets all worked up and quiets down because she's so focused on her orgasm, breathing heavily and shaky, head lulling to the side and eyes screwing shut. love when a girl lets out a little yelp or "shit" as their legs shake and hips stutter, their whole body feeling like tv static and electricity

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"But I haven't shaved"

Okay? Take your fucking pants off, that's not gonna stop me from eating you out.

[deathismyswitch]

is there anything more fun than making a sub get you off then ride your thigh until they get off?

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i need wlw nsfw blogs to follow cuz I can't just keep reblogging from this one person i feel bad

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Loove When You're masturbating on your period and the extra slick just makes it so easy to move your fingers, Arousal pushing any cramps away, the extra sensation throughout your whole body.... And of course the best part, getting to lick your fingers clean after 💕

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my tits are so heavy and big. i just need someone’s lips wrapped around my nipple, latched on so tight that any time i move their mouth moves with me. hungry little hands pawing at my skin until it’s red and marked up. a wet stain in their underwear from how turned on they are. insisting they not come up for air, reassuring me if they suffocate this is the perfect way to go out. just a helpless slut for my tits.

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Weird girls have the best pussy.

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so sorry to disappoint you all but im horny again