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i can take them (not in a fight)

art credit: @ave661

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soap is the kind of guy who fingers u with his middle and index fingers while simon is a middle and ring finger kinda guy.....just my own scientific observations as my source <3

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Books with Winged Characters

I’m working on compiling a list of books where a main character has wings or winged people are a significant part of the story. I have read a fair amount of these but not all.

Books

Above World (series) by Jenn Reese

Angelfall (Penryn and the End of Days series) by Susan Ee

Ascendant by Kimberly Grey

Between the Sea and Sky by Jaclyn Dolamore

Birdwing by Rafe Martin

Black and Blue Magic by Zilpha Keatley Snyder

The Book of Flying by Keith Miller

The Boy Who Could Fly by James Norcliffe

Catwings by Ursula K. LeGuin: Cats with wings.

The Cloud Roads (Books of the Raksura) by Martha Wells

Defect by Will Weaver

Down (Zalensia #1) by Jo Dresden Haskell

Feathers by Jorge Corona: a graphic novel. 

Five Children and It by E. Nesbit

Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett

Growing Wings by Laurel Winter

Halo by Alexandra Adornetto

Harpy Thyme by Piers Anthony

The Icarus Project by Laura Quimby: Odd example since the title and cover imply a lot of this theme, but wings appear on like five pages.

Immortal City by Scott Speer

Mail-Order Wings by Beatrice Gormley 

Maximum Ride (series) by James Patterson

Mr. Pye by Mervyn Peake

Nights at the Circus by Angela Carter

Peter and the Starcatchers by Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson

Raising Dragons (Dragons in Our Midst series) by Bryan Davis: One main character has dragon-like wings.

Rapture by David Sosnowski

Self-Portrait with Wings, by Susan Kohn Green

Skellig, by David Almond

Stormbite by T. Hearts

The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender

The Tale of Angelino Brown by David Almond

Tama of the Light Country by Ray Cummings

The Things with Wings by Greg Holch

To Dream, Perchance to Soar by Ashlyn Nafina

Valkyrie by Kate O’Hearn

The Wayfarer Redemption by Sara Douglass

When the Wind Blows and The Lake House by James Patterson: The origin of the idea that was repackaged for younger readers as Maximum Ride.

When We Have Wings by Claire Corbett: The gold standard for sci-fi winged people as far as I’m concerned. 

The Winged Man by A.E. van Vogt

Wings by Bill Brittain

Wings by Julie Gonzalez

The Wings of Merlin by T. A. Barron

Year of the Griffin, by Diana Wynne Jones: Main character is a griffin, but there are some good descriptions of flying and life with wings. There’s a brief mention of the griffin’s siblings who are winged humanoids (it’s an unusual family). 

Short Stories

“Men with Wings” By Leslie F. Stone First appearing in Air Wonder Stories (July 1929) and Women With Wings (1930)

A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings (short story) by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“Wings in the Morning” by Sarah Rees Brennan, in anthology Monstrous Affections (Part of the world introduced in her book In Other Lands, which features harpies.)

Picture Books

Gwinna by Barbara Helen Berger

Wings by Christopher Myers

Feel free to add to the list.

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TEACHER'S PET ─── ANAKIN SKYWALKER

summary: anakin skywalker, sorry the teacher's aide anakin skywalker. teachers and students aren't supposed to be this close, right? it's a bad idea, right?

warnings: smut, gaslighting, coercion and manipulation. themes of student/teacher relationships are present. mdni, 16+. fem reader, usage of the word cunt, cock, pussy, etc. talking you through an orgasm.

Everyone knew Mr. Skywalker; he was the young teacher's aide. He was fairly young, couldn't have been more than 23.

And he was kind, charismatic, and helpful. He was often seen helping other students during office hours, staying late to grade and correct assignments.

It was said that he had a favorite student, but that's neither here nor there.

It was the first time she had failed a test. A big one. Fuck. This was avoidable had she actually taken the time to study.

And she didn't. Instead she decided to fuck around and get drunk with several people from her class. To be fair, it had been fun in the moment.

And much to her dismay, Mr Skywalker had asked her to stay after class.

Not wanting to leave anyone hanging, she did.

"Hey! I didn't think you'd stay! Cool, as you know Matt didn't stay today, sorry about that, it really should be him talking to you about your exam," he apologizes profusely as if that makes the situation better.

She sits there, quiet, and nodding along. "No, I mean its fine, you're his aide, you know just as much as he does,"

"Right, right, right," he says with a laugh. "So, what's up? You never score anything lower than a 94, and this time you have a 37, what happened?"

Ah there's the question. "And I understand that things happen, but are you okay? Everything okay at home? Was the material too difficult?"

She shakes her head. "No, I just... Long weekend, didn't prepare enough,"

He nods in understanding. "Well, you are young, so," he laughs understandingly. "We'll give you a retest, just come back in a week. Study the material, if you can't understand it, come find me and we'll work on it together, yeah?"

She nods. "Thank you Mr Skywalker," she replied with a slight smile.

"Anakin, we're not in class at the moment," he corrected.

Her smile widened. "No, I suppose we're not," she agrees, her fingers intertwine with her own.

"You know, you don't have to take the retest, there's. . . something else you could do," he offers hesitantly.

She perks up. "What's that?"

His eyes glimmer with excitement and he presses his lips together. "Oh, its uh nothing, nevermind,"

She deflated just a little. "Aw, what's the matter? It's not like you need a friend, right?"

He shifts uncomfortably in a chair. "Uh no, but really, its fine,"

She moved closer to him and leans over his desk. "Why? Its not like I'm gonna beg to suck you off," she joked. "Unless you ask me to,"

His eyes glimmer. "I'm not sure that's an appropriate. . . suggestion," he whispers. "But. . ."

She rises from her chair. "But?" she asked, leaning against the desk, sitting on the edge.

He glanced at her. "If. . . " he begins and shakes his head. "No, its not right," he muttered to himself.

She glanced at him. "I'll do anything," she whispers. "I swear, please,"

He shakes his head. "Morally its just not right," he says. "You understand, right?"

"Mr Skywalker," she pleads. "I'll do anything,"

His lips quirk at her comment. "Anything?" he asked.

She nodded.

"On your knees, sweet girl," he whispers and his eyes flicker with excitement as she does. "You have to be quiet sweet girl," he whispers.

The pet name fills her with a warm feeling, it courses through her as she kneels in front of him, her hands reach for the buckle on his pants and he swats her hand away. "Patience is a virtue, Darling," he whispers.

She moved closer to him, carefully unbuckling his pants and belt, tugging his pants down slightly, and leaving him in his boxers.

There's a tent in his pants, aroused to the point of wincing when her fingers brush him through the thin cloth. "God," he moans softly.

She's pleased with the reaction and her hand slides into the briefs, her fingers rubbing at the slit on the head of his cock, causing a soft and low moan to escape his lips.

A part of her knows that she needs to stop, that she needs to draw a line but the other part of her knows that she'll never have this opportunity again.

Her hands make the motion to tug the boxers down, leaving him standing at attention and then it hits her. "I should stop," she whispers.

He shakes his head. "No, please, don't stop," he begged softly. "We don't have to talk after, you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to,"

She looks at him, he looks desperate and he's shaking from all the feelings stirring within him; she falls to her knees again and pressed a kiss to his tip, swirling her tongue around him.

Her mouth engulfs him, her hand working whatever doesn't fit in her mouth. She allows herself a small laugh as his fingers tangled in her hair, grasping and tugging at it as he raked his fingers through her scalp. "Please," he pleads.

She groans around his cock as he begins to thrust himself into her throat, she controls his pace with her hand and head. She can tell that Anakin was trying to keep his moans and groans to himself as she rakes her teeth along his cock. His sharp intake of breath spears through her like a jolt of electricity down her spine and throughout her body as she licks the bead of his salty seed.

Anakin makes the mistake of looking down, her eyes were on him as she works his length with one hand, her full lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around him and he nearly whimpered from the sensation.

She enjoys watching him in this desperate state. He's basically whimpering for her at this point and the minute its all over, with his seed dripping from the corner of her lips, she pulled away from him, her throat raw and abused from how his shaft forced itself down her throat.

He's begging her to keep this a secret, begging her to never speak of it again.

She won't, but she'll never forget how he begged her to, and how he promised her that she'd never speak to him again.

It was a one time thing, just to get her grade up, right...?

authors note: part two? let me know!! this was also... taking me forever to write. this originally started as a concept on tiktok because of @ioveanakin's edit.

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Paladin Danse 11 & 9 for fem!Reader please!

Event:

11 - Praise Kink & 9 - Hotel

Warnings ⚠️ Smut. NSFW.

Danse flicks his eyes up to the sky, the orange glow of twilight quietly seeping into the blue was a sure sign it was starting to get late. Sweat beaded on his furrowed brow, knowing where he was and where the nearest hotel was, he was not impressed in the slightest.

Elder Maxson has ordered the two of you to clear out the super mutants that had claimed their home upon a major supply line running between Diamond City and ...Goodneighbour. Cringing at the thought, he glanced his deep eyes in your direction as you finished off the last abomination with ease. He mulled over ideas in his head, but no, the safest option would be to head into that town that reeks of garbage and is full of ghouls.

"Well done." His head nods with approval as you strut towards him casually, your beautiful form being tightly hugged by your Brotherhood uniform. "Its getting late. We should turn in, to the nearest settlement."

"Right." You nod in agreement, slightly out of breath from your killing spree. You begin taking in your surroundings. "Hotel Rexford it is."

*

You notice Dance is stiff lipped the entire time, from when you see the flashing neon sign to checking into the ancient hotel. You know he tries. Tries his damned hardest. But he's had years of conditioning, he's conditioned to hate any and all ghouls. Any synthetic human and anything deemed "unclean". Its going to take time, education and patience to get him to accept, not only those different from yourselves, but your friends too. Nick. Hancock. Heck, even Strong has been growing on you recently.

You place your weapons down on top of the clothes chest once you reach the room, the sound of Danse clanking behind you, stopping as he closes the door, the hydronic hiss of his power armour opening up to give him freedom from his metal body.

You don't even have time to turn around when you feel his hands snake around your waist and up to your breasts, his deep panting hot in your ear.

"I've been waiting for this all day..." He mumbles into your neck as his lips close in, his tongue tasting your flesh.

Your body instantly heats up.

When you first started being romantic with the paladin, he was like a lost little boy. He had no idea how to act or what to do.

But now?

Now?

Now, he's had a taste. It fuelled an appetite. A deep, primal hunger where it was impossible to keep his hands off you. Danse is a greedy man when it comes to your body. He loves you for many reasons but sexually, nothing turns him on more than knowing how perfect you are. You're untainted from radiation, being from the pre war era; you are the epitome of clean.

His fingers now pull down at the zip of your suit, his panting getting more heavy from each slow tearing sound.

You head almost spins as all your blood rushes quickly down to your sex, his solid barrel chest pressing against your back.

Back on the Prydwen, it was near impossible for the two of you to be intimate. It was always too busy. People in and out, needing your Paladin for certain tasks, permissions and paperwork. The Brotherhood never sleeps; there's always shift rotations to ensure there are plenty of tasks to be completed.

So you bet your bottom cap that when you were both deployed on a mission, you were both elated to spend some time alone, even if it meant waiting until the mission was done.

With a groan of impatience, Danse brings his left arm up over your shoulder, not wanting to let go of you, as his teeth grip his glove, pulling his skin free of any barrier between your now open suit and his hungry palms.

"You smell so good..." His moan into your neck rumbles you, his bare hand now in your suit and down your shirt, your breast being groped and rolled in his paw. You feel his monstrous hard cock pressing against your lower back, his hips rocking gently as he craves your friction. Danse's calloused fingers feel delightfully rough as he pulls on your nipple, his free hand now pulling down your suit, past your shoulders and to your waist. The same hand grabs your waist firmly, pulling you harder against his solid frame.

You're melting like butter at his affections, folding and collapsing into a haze of lust.

Danse isn't just lustful when he fucks you. He's so loving. He loves you, so much.

Your name escapes his lips in a fogged breath, your form trapped between the clothes chest and himself.

"D-Danse..." you stammer in reply, all control of yourself thrown out of the window.

"Gorgeous." He whispers as he spins you around. "So gorgeous..."

His lips press against yours, his tongue sliding into your mouth, invading, prodding and tasting. His brows are arched and desperate, his stubble rubbing against your mouth as he kisses you deeply.

Your suit falls from your waist to your ankles, and he doesn't waste any time picking you up out of your crumpled clothing on the floor, and sitting you upon the other chest.

He's starving for you, his kisses getting more urgent and his beautiful dark eyes becoming glazed with lust. His cock throbs painfully within his suit as your fingers run through his thick, obsidian hair.

"You're perfect... and you're all mine." He whispers with the same amount of authority he does with his soldiers.

Your back arches and you cry out loud when he suddenly moves his mouth down to your wet slit, his warm, textured tongue licking its length.

Your thighs lock him into place and your fingers grasp at his hair as his tongue relentlessly flicks over your clit, your hips rocking into him.

He hums into you, the vibration of his deep vocal chords only increasing the immense pleasure that's washing over you in waves.

His rough facial hair feels divine in contrast to the target of pleasure he's hitting with his tongue, over and over again.

"You're so good at that..." you hiss, legs trembling.

His eyes flick up and lock onto yours as he works you. You were the one who taught him, after all.

"Oh Danse..." you breathe, the sight of his chocolate eyes from between your legs only helping your building pleasure build up to that sweet snap.

He can't take much more.

He continues lapping you like a starved puppy and begins to unzip his orange jumpsuit, his muscular chest, broad shoulders and strong back coming into your view.

"D-danse... I... ah... oh..."

He smirks into you as your orgasm springs into life, your body tumbling down the rabbit hole of ecstacy and sin. It's been a good few weeks since your last, and this one was making up for lost time as your vision fades and eyes roll, exploding and yet imploding simultaneously.

"You deserve everything..." He pants gently as you slowly come back to life. His own lust has now totally taken over, revealing his bare kinks. His pupils are dilated as he gets to his feet, grabbing the base of his cock and pushing the head of it just in and put of your spasming, warm entrance.

"G-god..." He stammers at the feeling of you.

His free hand runs through your hair before grabbing the back of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. At the same time, he pushes his full length into you, both groaning into the others mouth.

He begins to roll his hips in a slow, yet firm rhythm, gazing into your eyes behind his heavy lids. You're both so far gone, you don't even notice the clothes chest banging off the wall.

You see his bare back and ass in the broken mirror that was upon the opposite wall, your senses being overloaded with stimulation. The muscles moving under his skin with every thrust.

"You're my queen" He whispers into your ear, in-between nibbles of it. "Let me pleasure you. Let me fuck you, whenever you need it."

This was the only time he really cursed. And it was so hot.

You can only gasp in return, the relentless pushings of his dick taking away most of your cognitive abilities.

"My dick is yours to use, to sit on, whenever you'd like." He offers with a smirk, his lust taking him to a different level of his personality. One that was buried deep in his primal DNA.

"So, perfect. You're perfect, y/n..."

He suddenly picks you up, his cock still pulsing within your insides as he places you on the bed and crawls over you, your knees being pushed up to your head as he slides in even deeper.

"Look at those beautiful breasts bounce with my thrusts..." He pants, totally enamoured by you. "You're so soft, so precious, yet so strong... I... ahh..." His pace picks up as well as the strength of his movements. "So clean... so pure... Good girl. You feel so good for me. You milk my dick so good."

His lips find yours, his groans increasing in pitch and frequency.

"Use me at your will." He begs, his grip on your skin tightening. "Ride me whenever you want... I'm at your service. You deserve to be relieved URGH... whenever you need it... my beautiful, gorgeous... fuck, I'm going to cum."

His words cut short as his release is near, his hand grabbing your face.

"Look at me. Look into my eyes. Cum for me."

You were already so close but that pushed you.

"Good girl. That's my girl. Shhhhit."

You both cum, hard.

His grunts are melodic as he keeps pushing his thick cum as far as he can inside of you.

He peppers you with kisses, desperate and Still amazed sex can feel this good. He's so glad you introduced him to it, and he's even more happy to have you be the one he fucks.

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I need subby Mike schimidt. I'm about to go feral 😭

No because like literally 😡😡🤬🤬🤬

Imagine riding him after he comes home from his shift, he's tired, it's been a long night, and he's stressed as usual. And since Abby's at school (say it's like,, 7:00-something AM lmao) it's the perfect time to help him out. He'd already began to whimper a bit when you started to suck him off. And when you actually get around to the sex part, he practically loses it. He's gripping your thighs, breathily moaning and whimpering, basically doing all of the above because you just feel so good. He doesn't know what he did to deserve you, but he's glad he did it. Even when you ride him so much that he can't even think and his mind feels like liquid and his cock feels so achy and sore but in a good way because you were the one that made him cum so much. When you've both had your fill of each other, you clean both of you up, as Mike is a panting mess. He feels so calm. His mind is fuzzy, he feels like he's floating. His cock is soft, resting on his thigh. Later that night he falls asleep with his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat, and for the first time in a while, he felt properly serene.

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give me mike stuff please. i need to hear everyone's thoughts and add my input (in other words, feel free to send requests or asks)

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Mike Schmidt - NSFW Alphabet

i Hope you simps like it :)

A - Aftercare

very much into affectionate aftercare, he praises how good of a job you did or thank yous for helping him get his stress out. he’s the first to get up and grab the two of you some water and a snack and changes the sheets for you (he often forgets about his stuff own aftercare and you remind him to lay down and let himself rest too)

B - Body Part

he’s a thighs man all the way. when you’re not having sex he loves to lay in your lap and use them as a pillow but oh boy when you are doing it he’s grabbing hard enough to leave bruises his hands roam but they’ll always come back to grabbing your thighs

C - Cum

very heavy cummer and embarrassed about it. he spurts very thick loads and leaks so much precum that you rarely need lube. he apologizes for how wet he gets your sheets or how much cum he coats you in but honestly? you can’t get enough of licking it off of him. god forbid he cums inside you because you will be leaking for hours

D - Dirty Secret

He’s not been with many people so he has trouble expressing his fantasies because he’s naturally a quiet guy but he wants to get behind you on the kitchen counter so badly. The walls are echo-y and Abby is often around so he hasn’t gotten the chance but the idea of you being pinned to the counter so close that all he can do is get deeper and deeper with each thrust makes him leak through his boxers

E - Experience

very inexperienced and nervous the first couple times. He’s stuck to himself for a long time so his partners can all be counted on one hand but he always observes and tries to learn quickly what works well when you get together

F - Favourite Position

reverse cowgirl because it puts him in the perfect position to grab your thighs hard and pull them apart, using the leverage he gets with easy access to your thighs/waist to pull you down onto his cock harder

G - Goofiness

he’s not necessarily cracking jokes but he lets his sarcasm and smiles slip through sometimes. he’ll try and hide his occasional giggle into your shoulder or the sheets but you always tease him and ask him what’s so funny which makes him smile more. you love his smile, and you like that you can make him smile during sex because it lets him be happy and physically/emotionally vulnerable

H - Hair

His body hair is fairly thick on his arms and chest and trails down into his pants too. he keeps it a bit trimmed, but it’s never bothered him to be a bit hairier down there

J - Jack Off

A little embarrassed about the topic at first because he dosent want to admit that he’s been jacking it thinking of you, but if you’re schedules have been conflicting and you haven’t been able to catch any alone time he’ll slide his hand into his pants and think about you grinding down on him every once in a while

L - Location

He likes the intimacy that the bedroom provides and unfortunately your options can be a bit limited unless Abby is at school but sometimes when he can’t help himself he needs you so badly he’ll pick you up from your place and drive about 5 minutes to the outskirts of town where it’s quiet and theirs really only the beginnings of roads and natural trails and you’ll touch each other up in the drivers seat

M - Motivation

he has a medium sex drive. it’s not constant and sometimes the two of you will go a couple weeks because the mood dosent particularly strike either of you but when he is horny? you’re definitely not getting any work or tasks done. it may not be often but when he is he can’t keep his hands off your waist or his mouth off your shoulders

N - No

his hard “no’s” are anything that would directly risk your safety or sensory deprivation. he won’t hit, scratch, or hurt you in any way past biting a bit when he gets carried away. he also dislikes anything to do with taking away his senses, he wants to be able to touch and see the whole of you

O - Oral

he’s more confidant in his fingers but knows how to work his tongue on you when needed. His favourite thing to do is spell your name with his tongue while he looks up at you the entire time and your eyes are locked. lots of tongue stamina, he’ll keep sucking and licking past your orgasm making you leak so much slick his mouth is absolutely covered when you’re done. on the receiving end oral makes him finish quick, the feeling of your hot tongue makes his hips buck hard and on occasion he’s apologized repeatedly for loosing control and bucking his cock down your throat on accident

P - Pace

he’s good with any pace though going slow kills him. if you take you’re sweet time licking base to tip he’ll be whimpering in seconds, asking you nicely to please take it in your mouth. even fucking you slow makes him a total mess because all he can think about is going fast and and hearing the filthy sounds your slick makes being pushed into you

Q - Quickies

While he dosent always have the self control to fuck you slow he does like taking his time with you. He likes to make sure he can kiss every part of you and get you really worked up before you do anything and unfortunately quickies don’t let him do that

R - Risk

he dosent like the feeling of being watched so not very into risky public sex. he’d also probably get arrested if he got one more misdemeanor. jails a bit of a turn off </3

T - Toy

he’s never personally used any toys on himself when you use a vibrator on his sensitive tip he’s gushing in seconds absolutely wrecked at the sensation of your fist stroking him at the same time as the buzzing and is fairly unfamiliar with the types but is open to trying some if that’s what you like

U - Unfair

way too much of an affectionate guy to tease you too much. if you’re particularly responsive to something he’ll grunt a “mm, looks like you like that, huh baby?” but he gets way more off to seeing you desperate for his praise

V - Volume

this is the one I’ve been the most excited to write—he’s an absolute whimperer. he’s such a quiet guy that it definitely translates into bed and at first he’s determined to be as quiet as possible but get him worked up enough and this man devolves into absolute breathy desperate whimpers. he’s at his loudest when he’s getting head, every suck or lick has him sucking in his breath and letting out the most filthy moans laced with your name. you love to do your worst when you both have to be quiet because Abby is in the next room over but he just can’t help the loud whimpers and the occasional beg for you his baby his sweetheart and you have to have him cover his mouth because he’s practically drooling when he tips his head back and moans

W - Wild Card

your especially proud of the time you made him cum untouched. in the drivers seat of his car and you were sitting in his lap facing him grinding on the length that was straining desperately against his jeans and you just kept grinding and whispering in his ear sucking on his jaw and neck and you decided to try something new and whisper “who’s my good boy?” into his ear and he immediately stopped kissing you; you stopped too to ask him if he was okay and when you looked down you saw the patch on the front of his pants that he was trying to cover with his hand you laughed and he got sooooo embarrassed and you promised him good head so he could properly cum next time

X - X-Ray

you definitely noticed the way that bulge sat in his jeans 👀 when he’d wear sweatpants youd catch a glimpse but the first time you saw it you were impressed. He’s a good seven inches with a pretty pink tip that matches the blush on his face

Y - Yearning

he’s very polite with how he asks if you want to have sex and he always asks. He definitely throws in a little tease here and there by touching your chest or sucking on your neck but he always asks something along the lines of “are you up for sex?” before taking it any further

Z - Sleepy

he has a hard time falling asleep in general so you’re usually the first one to go to bed after, but he definitely gets sleepy when he plays with your hair and his kisses get sloppier as the tiredness really sets into his bones

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mike schmidt is a total munch

he would eat you out on his desk at freddy's until your legs are shaking. when abby isn't at home and the two of you are going to have sex, he basically always has to have his dinner beforehand. and by dinner I mean your pussy. you would practically have to pull/push him off of your pussy to get him to stop. like that one video of the dude picking the kitten up from drinking milk. i can't find it but you guys know the one I'm taking about? yeah. that's literally him. he loves being between your thighs. and he loves it when you sit on his face. like you'll ask him if he's okay and he'll just respond with a thumbs-up because he is so invested in eating you out. he'd be okay with dying underneath you/between your thighs. he'd be honored

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imagine sucking mike schmidt off under his desk while he's at work. he'd be kinda hesitant at first, but only because he doesn't want to get obliterated by damn animatronics. he's getting rock hard as soon as you get under the desk and put your hands on this thighs to spread them slightly, your face hovering above his clothed cock. you can already see the outline of him through the blue denim of his jeans, his hard throbbing cock pressed against the zipper uncomfortably through his boxers. he lets out a breath as you unbutton and unzip his jeans, freeing him from the main discomfort. you pull the waistband of his boxers down to beneath his balls, thick dark hair at the base of his cock and leading up to his belly button, the tip of his penis leaking precum. you slowly lick along his length and he groans softly, especially when you swirl your tongue around the tip. he really loses it when you take him in your mouth, groaning and breathing heavily and shakily with one hand gripping your hair slightly and the other gripping the arm of his chair. when he gets close he grips your hair a bit tighter, and he begins to moan and get more vocal. he tries to focus on the security cameras, but he just feels so good, it's difficult to focus on anything aside from the pleasure he's receiving and the way your mouth feels. a few minutes later, he's groaning loudly and even whimpering a bit as he cums, thrusting his hips upward and moaning loudly as he cums in your mouth and down your throat. when he's finished he leans back in his chair, breathing heavily, his cock softening against his thigh. when he's come down from his high he looks down at you, his eyes half-lidded and just about the only thing he can say is "holy hell, you're amazing." because you truly are. especially when you assist him to work.

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I just got back from the fnaf movie,, brotha mike aint staying five nights at freddys we doing five rounds at my house

Had me gripping my seat and shit what the hell

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i am in love with mike schmidt from the fnaf movie

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mask kink goes crazy