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she’s a 10 but she starts riding harder when you say you’re gonna cum

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imagine how cute i look on my knees w my mouth open and that dumb blank look in my eyes begging for your cock

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Two stickers

If I swallow all your cum do I get a sticker? :<

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This would be nice, nobody would even know what I'm doing too, if you're quiet

Pull me into a bathroom at a party and tell me how bad you want me. Then fuck me.

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I love hearing her little noises while I go down on her, turns me on so much

If you moan whilst eating me out, I’ll be your lil whore forever 🥺🥺

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u think of me when u touch urself? so hot, send me videos with sound on

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Only real ones get the last nugget

what if i gave u my last chicken nugget, what then huh

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today i read something that said "someone who overthinks is also someone who overloves" and i felt that

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losing my fucking mind but it’s fine

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I wish my heart didn’t feel everything so deeply

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don’t think i didn’t notice

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you know what’s really hot.. healthy communication and reassurance

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‘washing the other’s body’ + a please? 💕

washing the other’s body

The door is ajar. You can hear the water streaming from the shower. You’ve been in two minds on whether to waltz into the bathroom and join A — a brief moment passes before you decide to, then you quickly slip into the shower.

Though you can’t see their face, A arches an eyebrow. “You’re interrupting my shower,” they say.

“If you’re asking me to leave—“

“I didn’t say that,” A quickly interjects.

You hum back, letting the silence engulf the two of you. It’s comforting and not at all awkward. It’s also not complete silence. The boiling water fills that, the hot droplets of water fall on your face in the process.

You place a gentle hand on A’s back, their tense shoulders relax at the touch. You remember the times that they would flinch at it. It’s a heartwarming feeling knowing that they don’t anymore.

Your thumb runs down the middle of it, it goes over a light scar in the process.

“Does it hurt?” you whisper, but A hears you loud and clear.

“No,” they say back, a light smile on their lips, “not now.”

“It used to?”

A reaches over to hand you a bottle of shower gel. “Hm, immortals feel pain. Even though I don’t like to admit it.”

Their words circle your mind as you squeeze the scented gel into your hands. You edge forward and press your lips against A’s back, a soft kiss over the scar with a supernatural story behind it. You feel A lean into you, their eyes close at the sensation, and when you pull away you massage the shower gel over them.

“Are we going to do this often?”

“What?”

“Shower together, I mean,” A explains. “Kiss each other’s scars once in a while.”

A light smile curls over your lips. “If that’s what you want.”

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Thank you for your ask!

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