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love4ab · 1 month ago
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Austin Butler & Pedro Pascal | Cannes Film Festival 2025
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love4ab · 5 months ago
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His gaze is my Roman Empire
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love4ab · 5 months ago
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JOE BURROW Post-Game Press Conference | December 22, 2024
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love4ab · 9 months ago
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Kinktober Day 6 - Thigh-riding
Pairing: Rick Richards x Reader
Word count: 869
TWs: Little bit of weight issues, handjob, p in v sex, thigh riding (obv).
A/N: Not really relevant, but I'm just gutted they named his character Rick Richards. I mean, really.
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You spent the entire helicopter ride flirting with Rick, and when you land he almost drags you into the office. Luckily it’s late, and you’re the only ones in there. He locks the door and then looks at you, trying to be serious. 
“Honey, you nearly made me crash.”
You giggle. It probably was dangerous to keep squeezing his thigh whilst he was piloting the helicopter. But you couldn’t keep your eyes off it, or your hands. It’s just so meaty. 
“Sorry,” you coo. “You’re just irresistible.”
He smiles almost bashfully at the compliment. He still gets attention from women, but not as much as he used to. He’s filled out a little, in all the wrong places as far as he’s concerned, and his confidence isn’t what it used to be. But you’re a little confidence-builder, touching him and giggling and staring at him like he’s the most gorgeous thing you’ve ever seen.
So when you put your arms around his neck he doesn’t hesitate, leaning down to kiss you and gathering you into his arms. The two of you kiss and stumble around the office until eventually he’s sat on one of the office chairs and you’re on his lap. 
You pull apart, both panting a little. He’s got you so worked up you think you’re going crazy. You need contact, and you need it now. So you shift to straddle one of his thighs, rolling your hips against it, finally getting some friction on your aching clit. 
His eyes go wide. “Honey.”
“Mmmm. Please.” You start to unbutton your blouse and then take his hand and push it inside. 
He gets the message, finishing what you started and then pulling your bra down too, his tongue swirling around your nipple. You whine a little, reaching to pull your panties to the side and settling back down on his thigh, rubbing yourself against the rough fabric of his pants. It feels so good. 
He sucks on your nipple for a little while and then switches to kissing and nibbling your neck, occasionally moving so he can see your flushed cheeks a little better. He’s never had a woman so desperate for him she just wants to hump his leg like a bitch in heat. And he has to admit he’s really enjoying it. The outline of his hard dick in his pants is evidence of that, though you’re so engrossed in what you’re doing you haven’t noticed. Head tipping back now, hands gripping his shoulders as you roll your hips again and again. 
He watches you for a while and listens to your breathing as it speeds up. He knows you must be close. His hands move to undo his belt and unzip his pants, then he pulls his dick out and starts to stroke it. Touching himself to you rutting against his thigh, he thinks this must be the dirtiest thing he’s done for a while. Dirtier than the time he had that girl in the helicopter after a ride, in the middle of the day, the possibility of being caught making everything a little more fun. The memory of that and the way your hips are moving makes him moan out loud, and that’s when you notice what he’s doing. You bite your lip looking at his hand wrapped around his length, the end weeping precum. His cheeks are flushed and it somehow makes his face even more handsome, those pornographic lips a little parted, his hair falling onto his face. Suddenly you just have to have him inside you. That thick, hard dick is begging to have your pussy wrapped around it, so you move to straddle his hips, kneeling above it. 
“Oh fuck,” he mutters, seeing what you’re about to do. 
He stops moving his hand and just holds the base, letting you position yourself and then slide onto him. Both of you cry out in pleasure, holding one another and trembling. He’s making you feel so full and you’re so tight around him he thinks he might lose his damn mind. 
“Oh Rick,” you moan as you start to move on him a little. “I’m so close.”
He moans into your neck, closing his eyes to savour the feeling. His thumb rubs against your clit and you feel your orgasm suddenly hit you like a train. Your walls squeezing around him make him cry out and he thrusts up into you, watching your breasts bounce.
“Baby I’m gonna cum,” he mumbles, hips jutting upwards, hands on your waist bringing you down onto him again and again. 
You moan in response, still lost to your own pleasure as he cums deep inside you. His orgasm exploding, making him see stars. He holds you tightly against him and you rock together for a while, eyes closed. You start to kiss his shoulder and neck absent-mindedly and he sighs a little in response. You can still feel him inside you and you wonder how soon he could manage round two. 
“God, baby. You really enjoyed that helicopter ride.” He murmurs.
You giggle. “Yeah I did. When can we go again?”
“Any time you want, baby,” he replies with a contented sigh. “Any time you want.”
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love4ab · 1 year ago
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i missed this app sm :( this app used to be my comfort and the fact i haven’t opened it for more then 5 minutes in the last months is insane! i’m so ready to write again :P
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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ELVIS PRESLEY in ROUSTABOUT (1964)
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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December 5th - kinkmas
exhibitionism kink + cockwarming - elvis presley
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synopsis: a naught car ride. Emphasis on ride
word count: 462
authors note: again a big thanks to @libraryofloveletters for both beta-reading and giving me a kick-start to this blurb
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You were on your way to one of elvis’ tour stadiums, people were running around the car and taking pictures, causing flashes to be all around you. thank god for tinted windows.
“You heard me, take ‘em off.” You decided to do as he says, not knowing but kinda knowing where this was gonna go. Nobody was in the backseat with you, but there were people in the front. You slid your panties off, trying to make as little noise as possible and layed it in his opened hand.
He hid the panties somewhere and then asked told you, “come sit on my lap.” As he was speaking he was sliding down the zipper of his jumpsuit just the tiniest bit so he could take his cock out. You didn’t waste any time and got on his lap and knowing what he wanted, you slid down onto his cock. Your skirt was covering everything, but it was very short so the tiniest move could expose everything. Elvis peeled back the neck of the turtle neck top you were wearing, just so he could trail his kisses down your neck. You leaned against him as he did so, being incredibly turned on by both the kisses and his cock being buried deep inside you.
“Move your hips baby,” he whispered in your ear. You couldn’t. You wouldn’t be able to keep quiet, and it would alert the people in the front seat. “C’mon little, you can do it.” His hands found your hips, and he started moving you since he could tell you weren’t gonna move on your own. “Don’t worry sweetheart, nobody will notice.” With that encouragement, you started moving along with his guiding hands, biting your lip till you draw blood, trying to keep yourself quiet.
You let out a whimper, but nobody noticed except for elvis. “Fuck, you turn me on so much with the noises you make,” Elvis groans, thrusting his hips up into yours. You moved your head sideways, kissing him messily so he you would quiet down.
you let out another whimper, and the combination of that with your walls clenching around his cock, he knew you were close. “Yeah?” you nod in response to him, and soon your orgasm washed over you causing you to gasp loudly as elvis followed right behind you. “Thats it. That’s my girl.”
With five minutes left to spare of your car ride, you spent three of those cockwarming him, while he kissed and cuddled you. Right before you arrived you got off of elvis’ lap, not receiving your panties back. You cleaned yourself up with a napkin before joe, who was in the front seat, turned around. “When you two are done, we have arrived and we can go in.”
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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me this christmas:
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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nobody has ever looked prettier than Elvis in germany ♡
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(all photos are from “Private Elvis” by Diego Cortez)
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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Army photo
Ebay
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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POV: your Austin’s award show date
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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Austin in LA 🥵
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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“He stood there at the end, his arms stretched out, the great gold cloak giving him wings, a champion.”  Chris Chase, The New York Times (1972)
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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Favorite outfits from the 1960's 2/?
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love4ab · 2 years ago
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the way he can go from Cute lil’ feller to Pimp daddy in seconds
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Prince Eric / Elvis Presley cinematic parallels
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