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Guess who’s #1???? Watch the video

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So how’s writing going?

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Brand new #chris Jericho interview

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If next week’s Raw was nothing but three hours of Roman mocking people, I wouldn’t be mad.

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I’m sorry, it’s really shitty quality, but you can totally see how Dean is struggling to keep it cool. Smooth Seth, smooth… (x)

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Truth or Dare ~ The IIconics

Summary: A Truth or Dare game becomes very dirty

requested by @riottkick

“Truth.” I answered Peyton’s question with a smirk which only resulted in a smirk in return. She sat and thought a moment. “Have you ever thought about being with a girl?” Peyton grinned making me blush. I blushed so deeply that they had to have notice as I looked away. “So you have.” Billie raised her eyebrow.

“I have.” I choked through my blush. “Which girl specifically?” Peyton bit her lip. My cheeks where burning up. The truth was, I thought about both of them. Thankfully, Billie scolded her for asking that. “She doesn’t have to tell us.” She slapped Peyton’s arm. We each asked a few questions and did dares until it was Peyton’s turn to ask Billie.

“Dare.” Billie said proudly. Peyton smirked and looked at me. “I dare you to eat out y/n.” My eyes widened. “What?” Billie and I spoke in unison.

“You heard me. Eat y/n out.” She repeated herself. “Do you want her to?” Peyton asked. I nodded shyly. Billie made her way closer to me, she grazed her hand on the inside of my thigh. “I’ll go after her, you gotta tell us who did it better. I’m pretty good, just being honest.” She said and Billie rolled her eyes. “Have to get you all wet, babe.” Billie whispered as her hand kept getting closer and closer before cupping my pussy through my pajama pants.

She leaned in so she could whisper in my ear. “Aren’t you mommy’s good girl?” She whispered. I nodded frantically. “You better be.” She chuckled, applying more pressure to my clit. “Fuck, she’s wet already.” Billie hummed to Peyton. “If you disobey us, you won’t like what’s going to come for y-“ Peyton interrupted her.

“Just go on already.” I could see how frustrated Peyton was. “The longer you take, the longer I have to wait.” Bille only giggled at her words before slowly working my pajama pants down. Peyton took them and threw them aside before moving to the side of me and lifting my shirt.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” Peyton whispered as Billie slowly kissed up my thighs. “You’re not wrong. She’s such a beautiful little slut.” Billie muttered against my thigh. “Our slut.” Peyton finished as her hands groped my chest making me moan. That moan turned into a gasp when I felt Billie’s tongue teasingly dragged up my slit slowly. Peyton looked down at her with a grin.

“She likes being teased.” She bit her lip. Billie kept her eye contact as she slipped her tongue past my folds, humming as she did. I went to touch her but Peyton stopped me, keeping my arms back. Peyton shifted so now she was behind me, holding my arm beside me. I watched Billie as she swirled her tongue over my clit expertly. Peyton reached down to spread my legs more.

“Good girl.” She purred in my ear as her fingers circled over my nipple. I threw my head back over her shoulder as Billie flicked her tongue over my clit. “It feels so good.” I moaned. Peyton placed a kiss on my cheek. “I know she does.”

“Mommy.” I moaned as she pushed her tongue into me. She slowly thrusted it at first until my heavy breathing encouraged her to go faster and pick up the pace. I watched Peyton as she licked her fingers, wetting them, before rubbing my clit. “I couldn’t help myself, babe.” She whispered in my ear.

“I’m gonna cum. Please.” I pleaded. “Cum, baby. Cum for us. Be a good little slut.” Billie encouraged. With that, I came hard all over Billie’s tongue and Peyton’s fingers with a loud groan. “She looks so beautiful when she’s cumming for us.” Peyton told Billie. It only made my orgasm come on stronger. “That’s it. That’s a good girl.” She purred. My hips twitched as Billie cleaned me up with her tongue.

“Your turn.” Billie smirked at Peyton. Before I could say anything, Billie reached up and kissed me deeply, allowing my to taste myself. “You taste delicious.” Billie mumbled against my lips. I could feel her smile into the kiss. Peyton went right to work, unlike Billie, she didn’t tease me. Peyton locked her lips onto my clit making me moan into the kiss. “Does she feel good, babe?” She asked. I nodded. Peyton didn’t let go, she only locked her lips on tighter, swirling her tongue.

Unexpectedly, I felt Peyton slip a finger into me before pushing in another. She curled her fingers. I groaned into Billie’s kiss as I came. Peyton’s free hand holding me still so she could continue. When I relaxed, she pulled away. “Who was better, babe?” Peyton asked as she wiped her lips. “Billie really knows how to use her tongue.” I spoke and Peyton seemed a bit disappointed as Billie grinned. “I know.” She kissed my cheek. “But Peyton can use her fingers.” I told her. “I guess that’s fine.” She shrugged. “I have an idea.” Billie spoke. We both looked at her. “We still have to see if Y/N is good with her tongue.”

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