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I’LL TAKE YOU TO HEAVEN IF YOU WANT IT.
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working on my new blog today. if you wanna still be mutuals, give this a like. all my current threads will be moved there.
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tabitha knows better than to expect things from gavin. a pro at subverting her expectations, always doing what she least expects. tightened grip on her skin only creates more goosebumps, fleshing rising as rough palms grab at her. “fuck – ” she whines, slowly pressing his cock into tight cunt. stretching her out, head thrown back. hand grabs his, holding on for purchase on her breast. “you're so fuckin big, daddy,” can't help but whimper, finally sinking down wholly on his cock.
fuck, she was everything. gavin was always short of admitting that, wanting to keep her ego in check, wanting to keep her begging for him. "i love it, keeps me on edge." he smirks, fingers digging into her tanned flesh. her cunt is perfect, dripping and so ready for him. "i can do that baby, just ease yourself onto my cock." a hand reaches up to grab at her tits, fingers pinching at her nipple. "let me fill you, stretch you." he purrs. "indulge yourself."
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the urge to remake is strong
#tbh i might but i'd bring over threads there. this blog is cluttered and i keep getting spam notifs
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OPEN any. apocalyptic verse. your muse ( or their survival gang ) rescued marisol from the monsters, or took her from her past group and she's trying to run away. could be her brother she doesn't recognize or a stranger.
“this was really nice …” is how it starts. the feeling of uneasiness sitting in her stomach, teeth biting into her bottom lip as she thinks. marisol is good with her hands, never been much of a talker. that was always her brother. it'd been awhile since she had something warm to eat at the very least. girl stands, toying with the strap of her backpack as she thinks. “i just – is there any way i could repay you? i don't want to be rude when you've been so nice.” being polite is a lost art in this world, she's sure she sounds awkward as she feels.
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Pedro Pascal as Joel Miller THE LAST OF US 2.01 — "Future Days"
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OPEN any. apocalyptic verse.
the meeting is boring. he understands why, understands this — as the leader of their small group, he needs to know. but the every day reports of the same findings, nothing new on the front of life going back to normal, wears him down. his hand rests on their thigh as one of his members drones about finding food and weapons, slowly teasing his way up to the button of their jeans. “you alright?” when they squirm, trying not to sound as amused as he feels. deft fingers unclasp the button, inching underneath the hem. “just pretend they're not here, yeah? they're not even paying attention.” hot breath against the shell of their ear, jacksin keeps his eyes forward, like he's actually paying attention.
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she is a man's wet dreams — going along with just about any idea he had. this time no exception, and it's hot. “so it's my fault?” the usual banter, keeping the topic light. their friends are none the wiser. gabriel's going to keep it that way. back meets his chest, his own legs spreading wider as brynn settles. his hips roll and teeth bite back a groan, growling into her ear. “you're going to stay on my dick,” punctuated by a thrust of his own. this angle makes it hard, holding her waist as he adjusts his position on the couch. feet touching the bottom of the table for leverage, there's an evil grin on his face. “and you're going to cum all over me in front of our friends. think you can do that?” nips at her earlobe, large palm groping her breast through her dress. gabriel is touchy – this isn't anything new for their friends to witness, the perfect excuse to get what he wants.
brynn had been known to be adventerous so she'd always gone along with his ideas, doing whatever he'd wanted as she knew they were always going to benefit her too. in another moment, or with anyone else she might've been offended by being called slutty, but with gabriel she hadn't cared, knowing that this side of her had only ever come out with him. she hadn't responded to him, just smiled as she knew that nothing had even started yet, and she shouldn't have already been this turned on, but just the sight of him was enough, something she'd never get enough of, and if that was what she had to blame it on - then she would. ❝ it's not my fault, you're so hot. ❞ brynn admitted, cheeks tinting pink as she was pulled closer against him. ❝ but if its too slutty, i could always find somewhere else to sit. i'd hate to make you uncomfortable. ❞ she quickly added, her hips rolling back against him, slow but deliberate.
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a good girl. the perfect daughter began to fracture years ago — sabine knows better than to let it show, to let the cracks in the glass show to her father, let alone her mother. they'd have a field day. between entertaining older men such as lorenzo or partying beyond comprehension, they'd have a tizzy if anything ever got out. good thing it never will. a secret between him and her. the thought of it makes her stomach flip - flop, burning with sensation of anxiety and need. enzo can try, but she's not going to let go so easily. “that's what i thought.” bends down even further, dress riding up as her legs part. heat radiating from slick folds, she wiggles her ass, just s bit. anything to entice him to do something. do more. the chatter of downstairs barely conceals the moan she lets out at first contact – rough fingers meeting her slit, blonde can't help but shiver at his touch. leans back, attempts to further his fingers inside of her. no avail. “c'mon --” a huff, looking at him through the mirror. “you've been looking like you want to eat me all night, now you wanna go slow?” a challenge.
it was a dangerous game to be playing, and lorenzo knew that, but his whole life was full of danger so it was at least something that he was used to. she was a whole different kind of trouble, a brat by all means, and he could either lean into it, give her whatever she asked for, or prove that she really did have to work for it. while the first would've been easier, the second was definitely more fun. hearing what she wanted from him had caused the edges of his lips to turn up in a smirk, a low chuckle falling from his lips at her very last question. ❝ a very good thing. ❞ he was impressed that she'd opt to not wear them, considering how short of a dress she was wearing, and this kind of event that her father was putting on, but it was working in his favor right now, so enzo hadn't cared. the hand on her hip had began to move, trailing along her lower back as he drifted under the hem of her skirt, parting the girls legs. the bathroom door was still open, the party in full swing the level below them, but it was just another element of danger. after he'd parted her legs, lorenzo allowed his hand to move up the rest of the way, fingers running along her slit before delving in farther, trailing over the wet folds.
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a hum emits from his throat, william's eyes still lingering on her as the move. the grip on her skin tightens. “oh, i'm sure it is. and who paid for that?” a brow raises, as if expecting an entirely different answer than what she's going to say. “maybe not everything … but i've seen it enough to know what is and isn't yours.” or, at least, what isn't new. this was certainly something that caught his attention. gaze flicker down to the movement of her skirt, free hand moving for a quick grasp on her ass. to outsiders, it would look like he's dancing with her. “i think i'd like it more if you weren't being a fucking tease.”
"it's new." bambi commented, leaning into william's touch as it landed on her hip, moving still in time with the music. "you don't know everything i own, you know." though, her fathers recent marriage to his mother would have suggested otherwise, that the new step-siblings ought to be as close as they could be. little did they know just how far they pushed that boundary. hand gestured to the mini skirt as it dared to rise up her thighs with each movement, "don't you like it? thought blue was your favorite color."
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🍑 USFW GIF MEME. 🍑
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her head shakes, a silent answer to his question as the moment of his hips pick up. “i didn't say that — “ a perfectly timed squeak right as one of the villains of the movie starts the first kill. they both know that as soon as the credits roll, they'll be up in her bedroom doing god knows what. insatiable for each other, it kind of makes her sick to think about how infatuated she is with him. the taste of blood floods her mouth as teeth sink into plush lip, greyson thrusting up into her has gracie leaning her head back on his shoulder, pulling the blanket up higher over them. he bottoms out inside of her, she moves back until they're both sure he's deep. she feels full. ”fuck," a whisper, only heard by the two of them.
the fear of getting caught was always going to be forefront in his mind, though he also had faith in them to keep it under wraps so they wouldn't really have to worry about anything. as far as he was concerned, if they could stay quiet he didn't think anyone would catch on. ❝ stop it? that mean you're not inviting me to stay over tonight? ❞ greyson questioned, though he was positive he already knew the answer to it. once her legs parted more for him, it was easier to thrust his hips up into her, a slow start as he didn't want to draw too much attention to them. it was a slightly awkward motion given how they were sitting but still something he was able to work with, a low grunt falling from his lips as he fully buried himself inside of her.
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SM*TTY GIF ICON MEME send me a pair of muses + a number & i’ll write a starter for them. gif icon credits go here & here only collected them for this meme. discretion is advised. this is part 3 . warnings include rough s*x , such as choking / slapping / etc .
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never one to shy away from a challenge, brynn is exactly that and more. especially when the end goal would likely be them, away in a bathroom when they've had too much of each other out here. gabriel is always the one to go overboard – do everything he can and push their limits. the idea of fucking her with all of their friends none the wiser? it's enough to have his cock throbbing. there's moments where he lets her do what she needs to. the end goal is the same for both of them anyway. the feeling of her tight cunt sinking down on him only has gabriel biting her shoulder. to the outside it looks affectionate, playful – they both know the truth as the arm around her waist only continues to get tighter, holding her to his chest. “you're definitely a tease,” breath on the shell of her ear when they part the kiss, fingers toying with the hem of her dress. “slutty, too — you're already this wet for me and i haven't done anything.”
when she had said the words brynn knew that he'd be able to come up with something satisfy the craving that he had, and while it had been a challenge the girl knew it would be good for the both of them. as he pulled her back against his chest she had to smile as she felt his cock between them. ❝ it could be a little better.. ❞ she trailed off, her hand moving down in front of her, reaching between her legs as she pretended to be fixing her dress, or at least that was what it would look like it anyone caught her. in reality she had lifted herself and found his cock, lining it up at her entrance between sinking down onto it. biting down on her lower lip to keep from moaning out she turned her head back to look at him, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. ❝ much better now. and for the record, i'm not a tease, because i always give you exactly what you're looking for. ❞
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OPEN any connection that would require sneaking around.
“I THOUGHT YOU WOULDN'T SHOW.” she'd texted them multiple times, hope slipping away at the helm with every passing minute they weren't in her foyer. a singular day off, all tabitha wants to do is get her hands on them — she'd been away on tour, teasing them while they couldn't reach her. is it so wrong to see it through to the finish? empty promises, spoken words about lust among each other. she leans against the bed, not even bothering to look up from her phone. always the brat. “what was it – the picture of my pussy, or the video of me fucking myself? you can be honest.”
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