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darla’s eyes irl

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brain melting thinking about dry humping mmmm

coming up behind me for innocent back hug, gentle idle swaying until i realize they're actually also subtly grinding on my ass. they start feeling up my thighs and rock us back and forth, the friction through clothes enough to get them aroused. they hold my hip with one hand and start gently bumping their bulge against my ass, and we shuffle closer to a counter for stability as they continue to mock-fuck me. they grope and rub at my inner thigh with their other hand, and i grow wet from the anticipation of them touching me where i really want, and when they finally do press two fingers against my tcock through my pants, it feels so good i can't help but roll my hips against their fingers, and they groan from they way it makes me rub against their crotch. they press their fingers against me in pulses to match the rhythm of their increasingly rough grinding and humping. i whimper as they pump their invisible cock into me, listening to them grunt with every thrust. i can't stand how empty my cunt feels, and i beg and whine for them to fuck me until they eventually stop to grab my wrist and drag me to the bed, practically throwing me down on my back. i start to get excited and prepare to take my pants off, but before i can even get my fingers under the waistband, they've positioned themself between my legs, their bulge pressed against my cunt as they grab my hips to hold me in place as they dry hump me again, punctuating their words with hard thrusts that makes me whine and tremble "fuck you? sweetheart, why would i need to fuck you when i know just being this close to my cock is enough to get you off?"

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You smirked as he shook and you trailed light kisses along his throat, flicking his dick and feeling, more than hearing, his yelp and shudder against you. Tugging lightly at the fluffy tail, teasing him with it and seeing him squirm and bite his lip.

Wrapping an arm loosely around his waist to keep him steady while he rode your cock. Grinding up into him while he gasps and babbles. "You feel good, right? Shouldn't I have a little fun too, pet?" Smirking while you teasing his cute tdick with your finger. Watching his hips stutter and jolt and almost stop before you slap his little cock, bringing on a wave of tears "Aw bun, that doesn't mean you can stop"

You can tell that he's reaching his limit, hearing him choke back a sob and whimper, his tcock all swollen from the slaps and teasing. His writhing and begging while you ignore him and simply enjoy the show.

"C'mon just a little more, bunny" Your pretty boy was just so so lovely, covered in marks you gifted him, his dick hard and twitching. His arms strained and tied behind his back and a blindfold, wet with tears - it almost made you take it off just to see his glossy eyes. 

Suddenly pushing him off, pressing him down completely with your body and forcing his ass up. Fucking into him hard and using a hand to roughly rub his dick while he cries out and gasps until he's squirting and cummingon your strap. You smile as you see his body shiver and tense, see his eyes roll back with hard he came, until he's only panting and relaxing when you finally pull out and pepper kisses all over his face, "Good boy! you did so well for me, bunny~."

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ohhh wow the color of this duct tape really compliments your eyes

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Being on my knees with my head blank and them playing with my mouth while I drool and whine but they do nothing but slowly fuck my mouth with their fingers. Pampering their pet and giving me the treat of feeling their fingers trace my teeth and press my mouth open and tug my tongue out until my mouth is a sloppy and making a mess on their hand.

Or them letting me give them head and slowly get dumber and dumber as I press my face into crotch and suck hickies into their thighs and squirm as my head gets hazy.

Letting me be your braindead pet who just loves having their mouth filled. 

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Girls with fat dicks that let me get high and dumb and cockwarm them with my mouth while they do anything else. They occasionally glance down, seeing my head going blank as I dumbly hump their leg and them suddenly bucking their hips into my throat and making me squeal around their dick and squirm against their foot.

Her rough thrusts as she fucks my mouth contrasting with her sweet words and soft pets

"Such a good hole for me, bunny" "You're so cute" "You feel good, sweetie?"

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its not literature if it doesnt have a metaphor for capitalism

A light rap-tap-tapping of their fingernails sounded on the wooden door. ‘If I told you I locked the door… would you believe me?’

‘Yes,’ Suits answered with no hesitancy.

‘What about if I hadn’t actually locked it?’

‘Probably.’

‘Okay! I locked the door,’ they lied.

‘Okay.’

‘But I actually locked it. It’s locked. Really,’ the kidnapper assured Suits.

‘Yep.’

‘Wow,’ they murmured through an exhale. ‘You really are a little freak, huh. I kind of feel bad now.’

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sex if it wasnt sex

Francis didn’t hesitate to pick up another Ramune bottle, throw it up and catch it again in his hand a few times, and beat Eighty-two to a bloody pulp using it. Once the glass had completely shattered, leaving only the top, Francis would pick another one up and repeat the process, smashing the hard glass into Eighty-two’s face, which was twisted into a disgraceful smile. Blood trickled from his mouth as he coughed out painful chuckles, pretty much entertaining himself over the struggle Francis was having to just knock him out. The process went on for a while. That is, until Francis ran out of bottles, and he had to look at the mess he made. Glass shards, blood, cum. Just kidding. That’s not even funny.

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what it is to be loved

‘I really want to hurt you,’ Francis snapped.

‘Oh,’ Eighty-two whispered, looking down at his trousers. ‘Sorry I’m getting a boner right now. I just haven’t had anyone want me in a while.’

‘You’re disgusting.’ ‘That’s not helping.’ Eighty-two grinned.

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‘Oh.’ Suits shifted in his feet, looking glumly at the soggy potato in front of him. The three of them, with the mime detached from the conversation and lost in their head, sat quietly. It wasn’t uncomfortable as silences often are, because two of them were too numb to feel anything and the last one was exhausted, and had better things to think about, like tying the mime to a radiator to teach them not to run away. But those thoughts of hers were the top crispy layer of the tofu, of course, susceptible to cracking and unearthing the silky tofu underneath; an ending dig through the smooth beige substance… People like to talk about how unsure they are about the universe and its conceptualisation, they like to chuckle over the existentialism that comes with sentience, but do they feel the hopelessness on their shoulders, and the hole in their stomach? Are they isolated? Are you isolated? Do you feel hopeless? Do you have little interest or pleasure in doing things you used to enjoy? Are you under or overeating? Do you feel like a let-down or a failure? Do your friends notice that you’re moving slower than usual?

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tara's worst qualities is that she drops sushi and something else, i'll figure it out

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hey you, you're finally awake

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self pitying fuckface

'Okay, wait.’ Suits repositioned himself, as if awakening from this philosophical haze of a discussion. He blinked a few times, and placed his smooth, mahogany hands on the carpet on either side of himself. ‘Does everyone here just vent and trauma dump on anyone when given the chance? It’s… it’s very weird.’