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.°‧𖦹｡. WORMTOBER: DAY EIGHT - LIP GALLAGHER .｡𖦹°‧.

a/n: 8/31 of promptober!! linked is my schedule. cws: SMUT BTC! 18+. virgin/fem!reader x lip pairing. corruption kink. size kink. pnv. oral (f). lip being down bad... wc: 520.

she was inexperienced. to say the least. 

lip on the other hand? well, we all know how that goes. 

when you know, you know. at least that’s the corny shit everyone said. lip up until meeting her was…petulant. a nice way of saying, ‘a downright asshole’. 

he never really saw himself as anything less than a punk. southie trash. dejected. 

her? she was a breath of fresh, fucking air. her good girl act got him started, in some unusual way. her lacy dresses, the way she asked him ‘what he meant’ when he spat sexual innuendos mid-conversation. she was perfectly clueless. 

lip doesn’t even know how it started. dejection turned into domestication.

he stole bouquets of flowers from stands, coordinating outfits with her for nights out — like some lovesick dope. truthfully? sex wasn’t even in the forefront of his mind anymore. god, was it nice though. 

it started with small things, of course. he actually liked the girl. it was more than a hookup, and for fucks sake he would he stupid to treat her anything less than a goddess. 

he taught her how to kiss. how to get him off, how to get herself off — come time he isn’t free. unable to situate his face in between her thighs. 

it was another lazy sunday of the gallagher lapping at her dry, when she tugs on his hair to ask for a little more. 

“lip. can you…uh-“ she starts in between pants. beet red as she even thinks about what she’s about to say. 

“spit it out, princess.” he preens, smiling wide. chin still thoroughly drenched, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand in the sloppy, boyish way he tended to. 

“can you…fuck me? please? i just, i-i’m ready. and i wanna feel close to you, you know?” she stuttered out, and jesus christ.

a handful of syllables and lip’s on his feet. 

he finds his firmest pillow and sets it under her spine. kissing her gently and passionately, practically floating at the fact she’s letting him do this. he’ll be her first. forever. 

“‘m gonna ease you into ‘t. ‘lright baby? you lemme know what feels good.” he whispers into her mouth, not being able to help the big smile on his face. 

she nods fervently, face contorting as he sunk in. just the tip of him, and she was already grabbing the sheets. nails almost digging holes into the cotton. 

“you good?” he chuckles, the cocky grin not falling. mouth open as if to mock her, letting out an over-exaggerated gasp as he sunk the next few inches in. 

bullying her a little was helping him deflect the undeniable truth. she was the tightest fucking cunt he’d ever had the pleasure of stretching out. 

“lip. lip, fuck. move. please, fucking move.” she pleads desperately. hands coming up to wrap around the back of his neck, holding him close as their foreheads touched. 

“language.” lip scoffs, his palm splaying on her stomach. forcing down and applying adamant pressure. remind her how fucking deep he was inside her. how good it felt. he knew what he was doing. 

that was abundantly clear. 

dt: @thecapricunt1616 , @l4long-winded , @maggiesarchives , @carmenberzattosgf , @mouseymilkovich , @notsonian <3

[mouseymilkovich]

Promptober Day 8 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): You hummed softly to yourself as you continued to make pancakes on the stove, listening half mindedly to the morning news in your little silken nightgown and pink ruffled apron that Richie had bought for you on your last trip to The Christmas Tree Shop. Just as you were flipping over one of the golden brown little cakes you felt a large warm palm around your throat, a bit of pressure as he pulled you back into his chest by your neck gently and kisses your head, squeezing gently around your throat.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: HELLOOOOO!!! Welcome to day 8/31 of PROMPTOBERRR!!! AAAA I'm so happy it's finally October! I feel good things are on the horizon for me this month :) I hope you all enjoy today! Every other day I realize we are getting double sexy prompts which is so fun, I am really flexing my smut muscle lately! Hahah. As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:Dom/Sub dynamics, Established relationship,swearing,Choking - ***HUGE Warning*** Please remember that this is JUST fiction, and fiction only. Your partner should never - let me repeat this - NEVER, EVER play around about strangling you. Choke/neck play is VERY dangerous, I don’t advocate for anything more than a light squeeze on the neck to cut off a bit of bloodflow, but never air. Please know that if your partner “pretends” to strangle you, and even more so if they get off on this & it wasn’t pre-discussed w/ boundaries set in place - run. Especially for male partners, there is a really startling statistic. According to many, many studies you are 750% more likely to be killed by your partner if they have strangled you in the last year, this includes choke play that wasn’t pre-discussed. This also includes disrespecting boundaries you’ve put in place about it. Please choose survival, & don't become part of the statistic of people being strangled to death by their domestic partner. You can view a study on this here and if you are in fear for your life, or even if you aren’t sure if what your partner has been doing is abuse, there is help. Visit the NDVH website & please remember if you believe that you are in danger, to delete your browsing history after doing so. I love all of you very much. That being said, If Richie Jerimovich were real my neck would absolutely be free for the touching to him as mentioned below!*** 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒��𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

You hummed softly to yourself as you continued to make pancakes on the stove, listening half mindedly to the morning news in your little silken nightgown and pink ruffled apron that Richie had bought for you on your last trip to The Christmas Tree Shop. Just as you were flipping over one of the golden brown little cakes you felt a large warm palm around your throat, a bit of pressure as he pulled you back into his chest by your neck gently and kisses your head, squeezing gently around your throat. 

“G’mornin angel” he said softly, his voice husky from sleep and you smiled, resting your head back and puckering your lips to which he gives you a juicy good morning kiss as he rubbed along your jugular with a light thought of his thumb. 

“Morning handsome” you said sweetly and he pawed at your breasts as he kissed down your neck, his stubble tickling your skin and scratching it in the most delicious way causing you to shiver a bit. He hums at that, biting at your shoulder gently as he slinked his hand around your front, cupping your heat. 

“I think I’m craving something different for breakfast” he teases and you giggle, a light gasp getting caught in your throat as he rubbed you in firm slow circles over your panties. 

“Not after I just put all this work into it- go sit down you horndog and I’ll give you your coffee” you told him and he gave you one last hot steamy kiss before grabbing the morning paper and his ballpoint pen from the mug he kept on the counter with all his various writing utensils and headed over to the couch. 

“I can see the bottom of y’cheeks in that lingerie you call a sleeping gown - not my fault you got me all chubbed up first thing in the morning” He teased as you made up his coffee with a bit of milk and a dash of cinnamon how he liked it in his favorite mug and flipped the last pancake before bringing it over, nibbling on a piece of bacon that you fed him the rest of before handing him his mug. 

“It was labeled as a nightgown, old man, it’s not my fault if my ass is too fat for it to fit me how it fit the model” you throw back, kissing the top of his head and rubbing the back of his neck gently. He chuckles at that, taking a sip of the coffee you brought and humming at the taste. 

“Thank y’baby” he muttered as he put it down and pulled your face for a kiss which made you grin with your cheeks all mushed up in his strong hand “and you talkin about that ass isn’t helpin’ my situation” he said, squinting back at his paper and you giggled, rolling your eyes and grabbing his glasses from where he’d left them on the tv stand and handing them over 

“Yeah yeah- you can have a piece of that after you eat some real food” you said on your way to the kitchen, turning off the stovetop and flipping the last pancake onto the plate. 

After breakfast, and Richie had finished his daily crossword and read of the paper it wasn’t long until you were straddling his hips in your shared queen sized bed. Richie was a mess beneath you, panting, moaning, whining- you loved when you were able to get him like this. It made you feel in charge, even though his mouth said otherwise. 

“Tha’s it- roll those pretty fuckin hips, Jesus Christ babygirl.” 

“You love feelin my cock so fuckin deep in you mmm? You like feelin me in y’stomach baby?”

“Fuck yeah scratch up my chest pretty girl- tha’s it- such a good girl- my good fuckin girl” 

You bounced on him faster, your tits bouncing like a pornstars and your head falling back in bliss. “So fuckin thick stretch me out so good” you whined, hips bucking uncontrollably when he reached down and rubbed at your clit and he groaned

“Yeah princess? Daddy fuckin loves stretchin’ out this pretty pussy.” He used his other hand to help guide you over his cock, planting his feet on the mattress and thrusting up to meet you, hitting your g spot in a way that made you see stars. 

“Oh- oh my god” you manage to stutter out, jaw dropping and eyes nearly rolling back as they flutter shut. He chuckled, quickening his thrusts up to meet you, causing little blissful uh-uh-uh-uh’s to leave your throat with each delightful thrust. 

“Aww are you gonna cum?” He cooed, taking his hand off of your clit and using it to gain more leverage. He holds the meat of your ass in your hands, squeezing it as he thrusts up into you harder, faster. “C’mon kitten- cum around daddy’s cock like a good girl” he pushed you more toward your high. 

That was all you needed to reach your peak, gushing around him and crying his name as your hips shook. “Fuck- Richie-Richie Richie” you repeated his name like an invocation, hands coming down and grasping at something anything and feeling the gold of his chain. 

He chuckled a bit “r’you gonna fuckin choke me baby? Mmm? Gonna show me how it feels?” He chides. You looked down at him and wrapped your hands around his neck, his beautiful blue eyes boring back into yours, he was speechless. 

“Yeah? Feels good huh?” You made sure to squeeze the sides how he did you and he takes a sharp breath. “It makes you feel floaty right” you said, adding a bit more pressure. The new sensation had since caused him to stop moving so you continued rolling your hips. He nodded slightly, his cock pulsing inside of you and you knew he was close so you smirked, repeating his teasing words from earlier “awwww are you close baby?” You giggled a bit, bouncing a bit faster and he let out a strangled moan. 

“Yes fuck-“  he grunted as his eyes flutter shut and jaw falls slack as his stomach tenses and he releases a hot large load into you. You moaned at the feeling, seating yourself fully on his cock and grinding your hips as he rode out his peak. You let his throat go and leant down, kissing him deeply and gently playing with his chain between your fingers. When you pulled away he let out a breathy chuckle 

“Now I know why you like it so much”

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @maggiesarchives - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

[mouseymilkovich]

Promptober Day 12👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): Your fourth drink was in your hand as you danced to Animals by Maroon 5 with your best friend. This year, you decided to be a Mouse, and she was a Black Cat - classic but still sexy of course. You and your friends jokingly would say that quote from mean girls- the one night a year all girls are encouraged to be sluts is Halloween.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: I completely forgot to post yesterday so everyones eating extra good today! Stay tuned for my 3 prompts coming after this :D 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Swearing, drinking, not edited 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗸𝗮-𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀 & @/𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀

Your fourth drink was in your hand as you danced to Animals by Maroon 5 with your best friend. This year, you decided to be a Mouse, and she was a Black Cat - classic but still sexy of course. You and your friends jokingly would say that quote from mean girls- the one night a year all girls are encouraged to be sluts is Halloween. 

You had gone with a pair of black thigh high stockings, with lace garters and a black tutu as well as a black corset. And had just worn your black Minnie Mouse ears you got on your last trip to Disney, simple- but effective. The heels you were wearing that you got from your friends stripper-sisters closet weren’t all to comfortable but they made your legs feel long and sexy. 

“I need another drink” your friend says into your ear over your music, you nodded and took her arm, weaving through people into the kitchen. 

When you got there, you spotted someone in a scream mask, as well as a plain black hoodie covered by a jean jacket, and black jeans with his hood pulled up over his head, pouring himself a heavy drink of Tito’s and coke. 

“Hey mister ghostface save some for the rest of us” you chide, taking the bottle from him mid-pour and water falling a shot into your mouth. He pulled his mask up, revealing a handsome face and striking blue eyes, and an absolute seat of a nose. 

“Why don’t I make you one?” He took the bottle back, pouring some into each of your cups before putting the last shot of the bottle in his cup “drink up” he chides and you rolled your eyes playfully, daintily sipping through your straw. 

“So- pretty easy costume, hmm?” You said as your friend gets stolen back by her boyfriend. You reached out, tugging the string of his hoodie gently and  he looks you up and down. 

“This is coming from…Minnie mouse? In lingerie?” He flicked the tip of your mouse ear gently and you smirked. 

“Yeah, I’m a mouse- duh? Ever seen mean girls?” You asked and he rolled his eyes a bit. 

“My sisters only made me watch it 50 times. Yes I’ve seen the stupid movie” he smirked a bit, “I was just about to go out f’r a smoke- wanna join me?” He pulled a pack of Marlborough reds out of his pocket and you took his bicep. 

“Lead the way” you said happily and he easily passed through the people in the kitchen and opening the back door for you. You stepped out into the chilly Chicago air, goosebumps immediately covering your arms and making you shiver a bit. 

“Wow it really dropped in the last few hours” you said as he popped open the carton of cigarettes after tapping it the palm of his hand a few times, putting a cigarette between his lips. 

“Oh- shit, here, sorry” he digs the lighter out of his pocket before shrugging off his jacket and wrapping it around your shoulders, the warmth from his body heat warming you up almost immediately. 

“Thank you” you blushed at the gentlemanly action, looking away to hide your bashful smile as your cheeks flush with heat and he lights the cigarette, taking a drag. 

“No worries.. so, what year are you?” He asked, smoke billowing out of his nose and mouth as he spoke 

“Second - criminology major. You?” You asked, taking the cigarette when he offered it 

“Aerospace engineering. Second year” he said and your brows raise as you took a drag before handing it back 

“You’re fucking with me?” You asked after you blew the smoke out and he chuckled a bit as he exhaled, dimples showing up when he smiles 

“Nah…nah. Surprisingly I am not fuckin’ with you. I wanna design satellites and shit, I think it’s pretty cool” he shrugged and you laugh a bit, shaking your head and taking the cigarette for another drag 

“I wouldn’t have ever pinned you for a nerd. Maybe an art guy, or like- general studies” you said and he snorted a chuckle, shaking his head and plucking the cigarette from your fingers playfully after you took your second drag on one turn 

“Thanks. Yeah I guess not too many southside kids take on the engineering program ‘eh?” He asked and you rolled your eyes with a smile. 

“Sorry- I come from upstate- I rarely came to Chicago before I came here for school you’ll have to explain I rarely leave campus” you giggle a bit, hugging the jacket tighter around you as he stomped out the butt of the cigarette and you both leaned against the wall, facing eachother. 

“It’s rough. I wouldn’t recommend you goin’ down there alone. Unless you got me to escort you of course” he said in a low teasing voice and you giggle, finding yourself stepping closer without meaning to but neither of you seemed to mind. 

“Yeah, I guess you’ll have to give me a tour of the city sometime. You look like the kinda guy who knows his way around” you said, eyes fluttering down to his lips before your gaze found his again. 

He chuckled bit at your obvious checking him out and gently brushed your hair out of your eyes. “What’re you lookin at?” He asked, his voice low and soft- the tone sending a shiver down your spine. You swallow thickly, leaning in closer at his touch as his hand was now cupping your cheek lightly after brushing your hair away. 

“You know” you said your voice lightly above a whisper and he huffed a chuckle, brushing over his cheekbone with the pad of his thumb lightly, the warmth of his hand causing goosebumps to flood over your neck and chest. 

“Ye’? I know what you want?” He leaned in a little closer, tilting your face up with his hand now cupping your jaw, and your lips meer inches apart. 

“Yes” you breathe as he leans in, kissing you in a way that had fireworks exploding in your belly. You move your lips with his, nearly moaning at the taste of him- eyes fluttering shut in bliss. 

It nearly took your h breath away as you felt him slip his tongue past your lips, licking his way into your mouth and a small moan escaped you, wrapping your arm around the back of his neck and tugging him closer. 

Maybe Halloween really was the best night of the year. 

Fin

Tag List:  - @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich  - @gallaghersgal - @maggiesarchives - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

[mouseymilkovich]

I joked to my mom that Gordon Ramsay would probably make Carmy cry, and her response was as follows:

"Then I'll beat the fuck out of him. NOBODY'S GONNA MAKE MY CARMY CRY."

I fear I've created a monster.

[mouseymilkovich]

if i get 15 more followers by halloween, do you know what that means? 500 celly in november!

[mouseymilkovich]

mousetober 2024 🎃

Oct. 15 — vampire (+ biting kink) with Mandy! — day 08/16 | divider by thecutestgrotto

content tags: smut BTC, gn (but afab) reader, biting duh, domme!Mandy, cunnilingus, fingering, blood mentions

"Would you still love me if I was a vampire?" Mandy asked you casually as you cuddled together in your bed.

"Of course," You nodded.

"Good," Mandy whispered into your ear with a little grin. "Cus I am one."

Your eyes went wide with shock, looking over at Mandy in disbelief. Since when was your girlfriend a fucking vampire?

Her lips went to your neck, leaving little kisses as she moved away from your ear. "I think it'd be really hot if you let me bite you."

You let out a soft whine as her lips graced your skin, your eyes fluttering slightly.

"Maybe your thigh, after I eat you out, hm?" She purred, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin on your neck. "That'd be incredible."

Her fangs dragging on your skin made you shudder. God, you weren't sure if it was the feeling in your stomach, or vampiric persuasion, but you agreed, and her face immediately dove between your thighs.

She was basically an expert on your body at this point. Her tongue gently slid through your folds, tasting your slick with a satisfied little hum.

"You taste so sweet, yknow that?" She murmured with a soft giggle. "I bet your blood is gonna taste just as sweet."

You moaned out as your girlfriend worked on your wet cunt. Two of her long, slender fingers slipped inside you while her tongue swirled your sensitive bundle of nerves. Honestly, you never complained when she went down on you, she was damn amazing at it.

Her fingers curled inside you, and her thumb replaced her tongue. "Yeah, yeah, gettin' close?"

Heat pooled in your stomach, you felt your high about to hit, and right as it did—

Fangs in your thigh, Mandy drinking your blood as she worked you through your orgasm.

"Ah— ah— oh my fuck—" You whimpered as tears pricked your eyes.

"I was right," She giggled softly, wiping her chin. "Your blood is sweet."

As Mandy's giggles ran out in your ear, you felt your head get cloudy as you began to... stir. Oh, you were having a dream. About Mandy being a vampire... and you awoke to her giggling next to you while on her phone.

"Oh, hey," She murmured softly when she noticed you were awake. "You were making some fuckin' whorish noises in your sleep."

"Yeah, uh, just... the dream I was having I guess."

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more mousetober

[mouseymilkovich]

realizing i was the mandy in a situationship has been fucking me up ngl

[mouseymilkovich]

a minor followed me and i dm'd her asking to unfollow me and she responded by blocking me?? okay bro

[mouseymilkovich]

i realize i guess i could've also called them gallzatto the same way i also refer to lip and mandy as mlw gallavich and debs and sandy as wlw gallavich but fisugar sounds so cute

deranged thoughts before bed with mouse

just . keep an open mind

fisugar

OKAY GOODNIGHT

[mouseymilkovich]

i've returned . cus i want some debbie smut for the love of god (i would do anything for emma frfr)

❛ want me to model these for you? ❜ + 18) complicated sex with an ex — do with this what you will my friend 🫡

mwah -🐁

WHY OF COURSE ! Anything for Mouse <3

“Want me to model these for you?” From this smutty dialogue list + 18 - complicated sex with an ex from this smutty prompt list for my 100 followers party !

| a/n; Debbie gallagher they could never make me hate you

| cw; 18+ smut btc Complicated feelings of course, a splash of angst, face-sitting my fault, lingerie, a little sexting at the beginning <3

| wc; 592

You were surprised to say the least, blinking back confusion and sleep when you woke up to a text from your not-so-recent ex. You hadn’t talked in a few weeks but it wasn’t necessarily on purpose, you both just needed some space.

Still sleepy when you opened it, your mouth falling open at the picture in front of you; Only her neck down to her ribs on display as she laid on her bed, adorned in the prettiest lacy, red teddy you’d ever seen.

You turned your phone off quickly, assuming it was a mistake, meant for someone else. Of course she was allowed to see other people, but that didn’t stop the sting you felt at the thought of anyone else seeing her like that.

After a minute of contemplation you decided to text back, swallowing your pride to ask if it was meant for you. She didn’t answer, instead replying with a question of her own ‘can I come over?’ proceeded with a swift knock at your door, she never was one for patience.

Maybe you were never meant to be apart, or maybe being surrounded by her again was just clouding your brain. Whatever the case, you couldn’t possibly expect yourself to worry about that now, guided by her hands on your shoulders to sit on your bed as she took something out of her bag.

“Debbie, should we talk? I mean, I’m not complaining but this is kind of out of the blue-“ She hushed you with a simple tilt of her head, holding out the same red teddy you saw earlier in front of her.

“We can talk later, don’t you want me to model this for you?” And how could you possibly say no to that, nodding your head and feeling your mouth water as she unabashedly undressed in front of you.

You figured you’d died and gone to heaven, mouth parted as she sauntered over to you, red lace guiding your hands to her hips as she sat over you.

“I missed you, you know?” She confessed, mouth just next to your ear, and truth be told you missed her too - throwing on the jacket she’d left the last time she came over whenever you were feeling lonely.

“I missed you too.” A whisper, certainly more pathetic sounding that you meant it to be, though she did always seem to bring that out of you.

“Yeah?” She asked, knuckles resting sweetly against your cheek as you looked up at her, nodding and bring your lips to her own.

She nudged you back towards the bed, intertwining her fingers with your own as you laid down. You wanted to tell her, give her a peek into your mind and just how much you had really missed her, but you could never find the words. Instead running your hands over her body, letting the lace grace your fingertips until you found the hem above her thigh, deciding that showing her was far easier.

She seemed to agree, blissfully leaning into your touch, fingers lacing into your hair as you pulled her closer until she was hovering right above your mouth. You missed her but you couldn’t deny missing this just as bad if you tried, nose against her inner thigh, moving the thin red fabric out of your way and finally guiding her onto your mouth.

The sounds falling from her own, her hand still in yours, the warmth of her above you, taking a break from all of this sounded fucking insane to you now.

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[mouseymilkovich]

when i met him i thought i was damaged goods— from a real bad neighbourhood.

and i told him he could stay right where he stood— but i don't know if he should.

halsey — the end

[mouseymilkovich]

l4l presents... kinktober day fourteen

today's act: cumplay, starring carl gallagher

admonitions: fem!reader, oral (m receiving), marking, masturbation (m receiving), pure filth.

word count: 714

just about every man craves the suction of a warm, wet mouth enveloping their cock, and it’s not that carl isn’t normal, in that sense anyways, but there’s indulgence he takes a step further in. don’t get him wrong, he loves how your lips stretch over his girth, how your tongue curls against the underside of him, the way you always prime yourself to slide another half inch in despite the pretty tears gathering in your eyes, but he also has great interest in marking you, proving you’re all his, capturing mental pictures (and actual pictures using his phone if you’re feeling frisky) for his own pleasure. this time is no different.

he stares down at your expectant features, the gloss shining them in your awe as you watch his face, an occasional glance taken straight ahead where his hand works fervently along himself. he pumps himself erratically, feeling the build control his brain, the saliva you administered on him causing the glide to be a lot easier than without. all it took was him asking can you help me out here, babe and he groaned as you leaned forward and spit onto his length before his hand could reach that particular area. he loves when you’re obedient for him.

“fuck, this is it,” he pants. and just like he knew you would, you preen for him. you lift yourself higher on your knees that have been spreading more and more apart as you’ve sat and waited patiently on them, straightening your posture while simultaneously pushing your chest upwards as he instructed to a bit ago.

“yeah, perfect,” he grits, aiming himself despite how much he craves to tilt his head backwards. he resists from doing so, focusing on your fluttering lashes, on the way your lips part, like you’re ready to swallow it for him or show it off on your tongue if he decided to change his mind. the image of it almost convinces him to, but he sticks to his original plan.

carl lets it go, muttering your name in a crescendoing repetition, the pearly substance seeping from him his dick onto your bare tits. he continues to milk himself throughout his buzzing orgasm, his eyes half-lidded, threatening to close, but then he would miss out on the appetizing vision of how your tongue darts out to lick your bottom lip.

“you wanna taste it, don’t you?” he teases, and he’s not surprised when you nod your head in agreement.

“please. want it in my mouth.”

it’s not fair how easily he caves. he runs his free digits through the mess dripping down your breasts, two fingers picking some of his cum up to deliver it to your mouth. of course, it’s opening in accommodation for him once he pushes his index and middle onto your tongue, heaving a breath feeling how you suckle onto them and moan around them at the heady flavor. he smears the remnants of his cum on the opposite hand that was still gripping his thickness close to your collarbone. while you lap at whatever’s left on his fingers, and suck on them like you would’ve had he let you blow him instead, he drags the fast cooling seed over your skin. he paints the canvas of your chest, slips his sticky hand under your breast so that he can cradle your nipple with his thumb. it’s a slippery sensation, coating the area with the viscous matter, pleased to find it already pebbled, and while his fingers muffle your noise, he still catches it vibrating on his flesh. he sighs in bliss, unsure if this could get any better than it already is.

he looks away from you to check the time on his charging phone nearby. as he sees the time, he realizes a way to keep this captivating sight with him forever even when you’re not around. he removes his fingers from your mouth, intent on fucking you awfully soon once some feeling returns to his legs, tilting his head down to more of your level. you’re close to whining, he can tell by your little huff. he remedies it by doing the same to your other tit, circling the peaked bud with his cum like he’s still doing on your right.

“feeling frisky?”

[mouseymilkovich]

oh golly.

hi, sh/ed accounts, please do not interact with me ever, thank you!

[mouseymilkovich]

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎baby, we're a bad idea.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎fuck it.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎let's do it again.

[mouseymilkovich]

the feminine urge by tldp is so fiona gallagher coded thank you for coming to my ted talk

[mouseymilkovich]

i am fully behind this nat/sugar idea, i support this. fully and without question.

hell yeah.

the game is shameless/the bear crossover ships and i am WINNING