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So, she keeps flirting with your husband as if you weren't there. You married a handsome man, your mistake....

"Look, isn't this beautiful?" she says, completely excited, leaning towards your husband until her cleavage shows.

You're completely used to girls like her, so you just look at the other decorations, while your husband follows you like a little puppy and occasionally responds to the interior designer they hired for their new home.

"Yes, do you like it, my love?" he seeks your gaze and you nod with a smile.

You step away from them to look at the precious paintings hanging, maybe one for your husband's study.

You know he doesn't like to work in places that don't look comfortable.

Then you turn around and there she is again, hanging onto your husband's arm.

A tic forms in your eye, but if you were too jealous, you wouldn't be married to him.

He quickly moves her aside and moves on to join you again.

"Do you like it?" you ask, looking at the paintings. He hugs you around the waist and you hear his warm breath on your neck.

"I adore it. Should we buy everything and go home?" he suggests, giving small kisses on the curve of your neck. You laugh softly and shake your head.

"No, I want our house to look beautiful, so let's do this." you turn around and rest your hands on his chest, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt a bit.

"OH, LOOK AT THOSE CANDELABRAS." you say, completely excited.

You run to where those discreet and cozy candelabras are.

You're going to put one in each room; your house is big, perfect for several points of light.

Your husband said, "Budget? Unlimited," so why not?

You hear her annoying voice calling your husband again. You take a quick glance and they are both being approached by a store employee.

You approach slowly trying to figure out what's going on.

"Wouldn't your wife like it?" the employee says kindly, looking at the interior designer standing next to your husband.

"Would you like it? She says we can take everything we buy home today." your husband leaves the designer and approaches you.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought... Never mind..." the employee says, putting her hand on her stomach.

It seems she's upset about the mistake.

"It's okay, I would love to. Can you go?" you address your husband and let him go with the employee, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Your husband gives you a kiss on the forehead and leaves, leaving you alone with the woman.

"Listen to me, I've dealt with women like you since I met him. It's unpleasant the way you degrade yourself for a little of his attention, and if you want to keep working on decorating the house I share with my husband, stop." you explain, looking at the small blue cups with golden details.

"I'm sorry." she mumbles embarrassed.

You turn to look at her and smile before returning to your husband.

He welcomes you into his arms and kisses your cheek. Maybe they're being too clingy today, but you don't mind.

They're newlyweds, and you love having him all to yourself....

BOKUTO, OIKAWA, GOJ O, geto, kuroo

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I save dick by giving it CPR

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Toru is so sad and you just want to make him feel better!!!!

Ambos son mayores de edad, sexo oral, el lector tiene pezones y "aprieta hasta la nada", así que el inglés no es mi primer idioma y no dudes en corregirme.

Después de que Toru perdió contra Karasuno, fue a llorarte, ahora se frustra rebotando una pelota contra el techo de tu habitación, de vez en cuando le cae en la cara y se queja de lo estúpido que es Ushiwaka y lo engreído que es Kageyama, escucha con atención. , respondiendo con palabras cortas porque sabes que en ese momento no quiere consejos, solo quiere que le escuches.

And you know you're ovulating, because seeing him with that expression of frustration makes you feel so hot.

"Don't worry Toru, you have your whole life ahead of you, you are such an excellent setter, intelligent, agile, handsome..." you murmur against his ear, now you're on top of him. "You have nothing to envy them."

He is stunned for a few seconds and his cheeks heat up, finally he leaves that ball alone and takes you by the hips.

"Do you think so?" he quickly regains his composure and responds to your flirting.

"Let me take some of your frustration away, okay?" you say fluttering your eyelashes and slowly lowering until your face is against his sports shorts.

Now you press your cheek against his semi-hard bulge, you turn to look at him and now his face is completely red, he half opens his lips and licks them trying to remove the dryness, he leans on his elbows to be able to look at you.

Tomas sus pantalones cortos y ropa interior, los bajas lentamente, liberando su polla que gotea, él traga con fuerza y ​​respira con dificultad, cada respiración hace que su polla se contraiga.

"BASTA TORU, DEJA DE MOVERLA", lo regañas cuando te das cuenta que está siendo gracioso y está moviendo la polla, ya que para él es el pináculo de la comedia.

Escuchas su fuerte risa y pones los ojos en blanco, te ajustas el cabello detrás de la oreja y sacas la lengua, lames primero la punta, luego haces círculos y te deleitas con los gemidos de tu ruidoso novio.

You play a little with his balls, kiss his thighs and the tip of his cock, completely hard, with veins bulging, you know he's desperate as he moves his hips against your mouth trying to enter it.

Then you take half of it in your mouth, sucking, letting saliva drip and lubricate what's underneath, your hands masturbate the other half of his 23 centimeters, while your mouth takes care of the other half.

You take his cock out of your mouth sucking the saliva and then swallow, you hear him moan loudly your name, now with both hands you masturbate his penis, with your saliva lubricating and making every movement fluid, the sound of his cock against your hands is glorious, you look him straight in the eyes without stopping masturbating him.

"Fuck, fuck, i-i love you so much."

He moans with his face contorted with pleasure, he throws his head back and continues moaning, his Adam's apple goes up and down with each breath, his jaw clenched and his team shirt fits perfectly to his toned body, his chest heaving, his veins standing out every time he squeezes the sheet beneath him.

You moan at the beautiful sight and continue with your work, the air is thick and you breathe the excitement of both, you are completely soaked, your pussy tightens to nothing and your nipples hurt from how hard they are, you breathe heavily completely aroused.

You go back to sucking his cock, from top to bottom, rubbing the head of his cock against the inside of your cheek one, two, three times, you stroke his balls and pull his cock up a bit to be able to lick the separation of his balls to the tip of his dick.

Oikawa shudders completely, a laugh bursts from his chest, he is enjoying it like never before, if that's his prize for losing, he knows he could lose all his matches from now on.

You scream against his cock, you really need him to touch you but you don't want to stop sucking him, you squeeze your trembling legs trying to relieve the excitement.

"Ah, if you want it inside just do it," he moans with a smile, he closes his eyes and moans pulling his head back again.

You lick that mole he has on his thighs, you shake your head and look him directly in the eyes.

"I want to make you feel good."

You murmur before continuing with your work, you feel his tense thighs under your hands, it always makes you nervous when you know he's about to come, because you want to do everything at once and you're afraid of ruining his orgasm.

This time you decide to just keep going and going until his thick cum splashes against your face.

The sound of pre-cum and your saliva makes a clack clack every time your hand goes up and down, you suck every time you take it out and put it back in your mouth, Toru writhes beneath you and occasionally fucks your throat moving his hips.

One and two gags make you try to escape, but he stops you with his hand and teases you with a smile, moving his hips against your mouth, your jaw hurts and saliva drips from the corners of your lips, every time you try to swallow his cock goes deeper, both of you have tears on the edge of your eyes.

He lets you go and falls back on his elbows, tilts his head to his right side, closes his eyes and lets you continue taking care of him.

With an almost painful moan he comes, his chest rises and falls rapidly, his hair sticks to his forehead and he has a completely lost look against the ceiling, his mouth half open and his face tense, almost like a work of art.

He complains when you leave his cock alone again sucking it, he closes his eyes and then opens them to look at you, a silly smile appears on his face.

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"Do you think you'll kill for me one day?"

English is not my native language, so apologies for any mistakes, it's my first post!!

MINORS DO NO INTERACT

HAZBIN HOTEL CHARACTERS

Alastor

Alastor has absolute devotion to you; you are the only person he has desired sexually and romantically in his entire existence. Would he kill for you? Of course, there's no doubt, he would rip off a limb just to give it to you. Don't get me wrong, he adores and loves you, but he tries not to show too much vulnerability to you, though from time to time he adores showing you just how much he loves you.

-Yes, of course I will, my darling.

His beautiful voice utters those words in your ear seconds after your question.

A shiver runs down your spine as he passes his crimson claws over your arms before embracing you around the waist.

He rests his chin on your shoulder; you can feel his chest against your back. You close your eyes and sigh with a smile, your heart filled with complete love and devotion that you know is reciprocated by him.

Alastor is a sinner, a demon, a monster, lethal. His mission is to take over Hell and rule it, but if after achieving it you asked for Hell as a gift, he would give it to you. OF COURSE HE WOULD KILL FOR YOU.

Vox

Vox has a mix of love, possession, and desire for you. He wants to protect you from the bastards who might try to corrupt you, such as Valentino, but at the same time, he corrupts you, dismantles and reassembles you at his whim. He loves seeing you at your deepest to then save you, even though it was he who put you there.

-Yes, of course I will, my darling. —he says with a smile before shooting a stranger standing right next to him with a gun.

He is sitting in a red leather armchair, and you are kneeling right next to his legs, with your head resting on his thighs. He strokes your head just after murdering that stranger.

Although he can kill for you, deep down you know that when you bore him, you'll be the one lying on the floor with blood spilled.

Valentino

-No, bitch. -he laughs out loud after saying it.

He takes your face between his fingers and blows the disgusting smoke in your face, making you cough.

"You're just a pet, learn your place," he continues.

His laughter echoes throughout the room, seeking to maximize his own enjoyment as well as your pain. He throws you to the ground, knowing perfectly well that you're so attached to him that you'll end up forgiving him for everything.

And he's right.

Lucifer

What if he would kill for you? Friend, he would kill God for you, he would renounce Heaven again for you, you are his religion, he lives to make you happy and knows very well how to do it.

-Yes, of course I will, my darling.

He says haltingly between your legs, you can only see his precious and shining eyes looking at you, while his tongue sinks between your walls, he keeps your hips still with his hands to prevent spasms from making you move involuntarily.

You moan in response, arching your back ready to receive everything he wants to give you, your husband is a great partner in bed, his glow is so great, he's simply a precious fallen angel and he wants to make you feel good as much as he can.

Obviously, he would kill for you.