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You're wet, aren't you? No? I don't believe you, put your hand in your pants, feel yourself through your underwear. Keep rubbing. Good boy. Feels good, doesn't it? Feel that? You're getting hard. Rub your dick for me through the fabric. Now you're definitely getting wet. Do you want to take the underwear off, baby? Well, I can't fuck your cunt through them, can I? Take them off for me now. Very good. Spread your legs for me. You want to play with your pussy sooo bad, don't you? Such a needy little boy for me... Tease your hole with your fingers. Spread it open. You want me to fuck you, don't you? You want me to push my strap inside you and wreck that pretty little pussy? That's what I thought. That's my good little slut.

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Daily fucking reminder that Luigi Mangione is innocent, completely and fully. He has been convicted of no crime. He has had no fair trial. He is a SUSPECT. Luigi Mangione is entirely innocent and everyone needs to stop parroting this insidious propaganda that he “committed” the crime he is only SUSPECTED of. He is not a murderer. He is not a criminal. He is an innocent man.

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sorry i have to react to this because oh my god ???? (idek why im apologizing)

enzo berkshire x gn!reader

warnings: soft smut, heavy petting, dry humping

an: bring back dry humping 2k25

His breath was hot as it trailed down the skin of your neck. Fingertips digging into the flesh of your sides as your hips grind into his again. A whimper of a moan escapes his lips before he bites down slightly on your collarbone.

“Fuck, enz,” you hissed, your fingers laced through his hair, tugging slightly. His tongue traces where his teeth marked you, “Sorry, baby.” His hips buck upwards, the throbbing between your thighs deepening as his lips find yours again.

His hand finds your throat, squeezing lightly but enough to cause a moan to emanate and Enzo happily takes his opportunity. His tongue traced your lips before licking into your mouth, a deep, messy kiss to match the rhythm of your hips against one another.

His hands grip your ass, holding you closer. “Fuck, baby…yes…just like that, don’t stop, please,” his face buried in the crook of your neck as he whimpers. Your nails rake his back as he thrusts upwards again, desperate for the friction that will lead to his release.

You gasp at the action, eyes rolling, head falling backwards. So he does it again.

“Oh gods, Enz, fu-oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” panting breaths tumble from your lips and Enzo will have pretty red scratch marks all along his back muscles as a reminder of this moment.

His lips and tongue scorch your skin along your collarbone, along your neck. Every movement sloppy as you both feel yourself nearing the edge. Enzo is a whining, whimpering mess beneath you and all it does is make you more desperate.

You trace your fingers through his hair, he leans his head back to meet your eyes. His mouth hangs open slightly, short needy breaths leave his throat.

“My pretty boy,” you praise him; another whine is your response. You slow the motion of your hips, bracing yourself on his shoulders. “You’re just always…fuck…so good for me, baby. Are you my good boy, enzo?”

He nods quickly and you can’t help but smile, “Does it feel good, baby? Do you wanna cum, hmm?”

He groans, arms wrapping around your waist as his hips sloppily chase his high. Your jaw slacks momentarily, your own pleasure starting to become overwhelming.

You trail your tongue up the side of his neck, lips attaching just below his jaw and you can feel his thighs quivering beneath your own. You whisper the permission in his ear, “Be a good boy, Enz…cum for me.”

A pathetic whine escapes him with a combination of desperate babbles that sound close to your name. You grind your hips down again, feeling the now large wet patch on his trousers.

He gasps at the motion, trying to bury his face into your neck. You lace your fingers in his hair, forcing his head back and eyes to lock on yours. You loved when he was like this. All fucked out and spent, cheeks rosy and chest still heaving.

“My pretty boy,” you praised as you kissed his cheek, “My favorite boy.” Then his lips found yours once more.

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enzo berkshire x gn!reader

warnings: soft smut, heavy petting, dry humping

an: bring back dry humping 2k25

His breath was hot as it trailed down the skin of your neck. Fingertips digging into the flesh of your sides as your hips grind into his again. A whimper of a moan escapes his lips before he bites down slightly on your collarbone.

“Fuck, enz,” you hissed, your fingers laced through his hair, tugging slightly. His tongue traces where his teeth marked you, “Sorry, baby.” His hips buck upwards, the throbbing between your thighs deepening as his lips find yours again.

His hand finds your throat, squeezing lightly but enough to cause a moan to emanate and Enzo happily takes his opportunity. His tongue traced your lips before licking into your mouth, a deep, messy kiss to match the rhythm of your hips against one another.

His hands grip your ass, holding you closer. “Fuck, baby…yes…just like that, don’t stop, please,” his face buried in the crook of your neck as he whimpers. Your nails rake his back as he thrusts upwards again, desperate for the friction that will lead to his release.

You gasp at the action, eyes rolling, head falling backwards. So he does it again.

“Oh gods, Enz, fu-oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” panting breaths tumble from your lips and Enzo will have pretty red scratch marks all along his back muscles as a reminder of this moment.

His lips and tongue scorch your skin along your collarbone, along your neck. Every movement sloppy as you both feel yourself nearing the edge. Enzo is a whining, whimpering mess beneath you and all it does is make you more desperate.

You trace your fingers through his hair, he leans his head back to meet your eyes. His mouth hangs open slightly, short needy breaths leave his throat.

“My pretty boy,” you praise him; another whine is your response. You slow the motion of your hips, bracing yourself on his shoulders. “You’re just always…fuck…so good for me, baby. Are you my good boy, enzo?”

He nods quickly and you can’t help but smile, “Does it feel good, baby? Do you wanna cum, hmm?”

He groans, arms wrapping around your waist as his hips sloppily chase his high. Your jaw slacks momentarily, your own pleasure starting to become overwhelming.

You trail your tongue up the side of his neck, lips attaching just below his jaw and you can feel his thighs quivering beneath your own. You whisper the permission in his ear, “Be a good boy, Enz…cum for me.”

A pathetic whine escapes him with a combination of desperate babbles that sound close to your name. You grind your hips down again, feeling the now large wet patch on his trousers.

He gasps at the motion, trying to bury his face into your neck. You lace your fingers in his hair, forcing his head back and eyes to lock on yours. You loved when he was like this. All fucked out and spent, cheeks rosy and chest still heaving.

“My pretty boy,” you praised as you kissed his cheek, “My favorite boy.” Then his lips found yours once more.

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a dom making his puppy bark softly to get what he wants>>

"you want the vibe on? cmon. you know what to do"

"thats a good boy, once again, louder"

"youre such a pathetic, desperate dog"

"what was that? you want more? whine for me"

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someone calls me well behaved once and i drop to my knees and start salivating out of two holes

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Shy doms who blush when you whisper, "Do you like me calling you sir?" as they nod with their head.

Shy doms who mentally jot down every little dig you make, only to spank you for each one once they're comfortable around you.

Shy doms who ask you several times if you're sure before slamming you against the wall, their hand squeezing your neck. "Then be a good whore for me."

Shy doms who bury their heads in their pillows in excitement when they see you in lingerie, and then while they fuck your throat with your head against the wall, they whisper to you what a beautiful toy you are.

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Faux sympathy is genuinely the hottest thing ever. The idea of being so overstimmed you can’t even get out moans, just pathetic little whimpers and just hearing “I know, I know, it’s so much isn’t it puppy?”

like yes it is so much but gods please never stop

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BUCKY BARNES’ HOTTEST MOMENTS

4. 99/161 votes | Bucky strutting in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier [prev]

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Wanna be on top? I'm going to buy a good strap with a dildo that includes a vibrator for you.

I want you to feel every thrust while you fuck me, with your leash in one hand and the remote control of the vibrator on your tdick in the other.

You're mine love, I control your pleasure, and I will reward you with more speed when you do it just the way I like it.

Yes, fuck, that's it. Damn, you always know how to make me feel good. I'm going to turn this up and let you cum with me for being such a good boy.

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yes im going to bite the hand that feeds (read fucks) me but in a 'im so desperate for any kind of love or attention and i just cant help myself and i didnt mean it, please forgive me ill be a good boy i promise, please please please' way and then I'll probably get a condescending response about how im

"such a silly puppy, and dumb mutts cant be expected to be nice when they're in heat can they? that's alright, we'll just have to teach your naughty bits a lesson for you puppy.

awe, poor pup whining and whimpering, don't worry just spread those legs and it'll be over soon. im here to take care of you"

or something idk

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likes to charge, reblogs to cast

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that post abt Draco got me wondering how stepbro!theo would be around his friends, do you think he'd be open about him and his lil sis or keep it secret and sneak around them too?

well let me use this opportunity to talk about all the stepbrothers! 🤓

stepbro!theo doesn’t talk about you that much, but everyone basically knows what’s going on and he doesn’t care that they do, he’s quite indifferent about it. he’s very protective of you though, and makes sure everyone knows you’re off limits.

stepbro!mattheo doesn’t care one bit. he has no problem making out with you and touching you inappropriately in front of his friends while you’re sitting on his lap. he just doesn’t give a fuck.

stepbro!enzo brags about you all the fucking time. he’d proudly share all the filthy details of the sex he has with his little stepsister and it fuels his ego to see the shocked, but also envious faces.

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art

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10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board

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Sunlight Through the Rain

Lorenzo Berkshire x gn!reader; fluff

summary: a lakeside date with enzo doesn’t go exactly to plan, but he always manages to be your ray of sunshine, even in the rain

a/n: tiny lil enzo blurb for ya. it’s also for hogmarch prompt 1, barely on time as always. inspired by “if we’re stuck here we might as well make the most of it”

The sun was out for the first time in months on the castle grounds; so it wasn’t much of a surprise when your boyfriend Enzo came walking up to you with a massive grin on his face after your last class of the day. Dimples on full display, he leans against the wall next to where you were talking with one of your housemates, hands wandering along your lower back until the girl leaves with a hasty goodbye. You turn to face him with a raised eyebrow at the cheeky look gracing his features.

“It’s finally not miserable out, figured we could go for an impromptu lake date? What do you say, love?” And with the excitement twinkling in his eyes, who were you to say no?

That’s how you ended up on a blanket Enzo had nicked from one of his roommates with a couple snacks you snuck from the kitchens laid out on it. There was a breeze rippling through the lake as you sat on the grass at the bottom of the stairs leading to the boathouse, leaning against Enzo’s chest.

“So…why’d you pick this spot?” You tilt your head up to look at him. He had a knack for finding rather romantic spots around the castle, but this one was one of his more unusual choices.

“Thought it’d give us some privacy. I mean, how often do you see people coming down here?”

“Fair enough,” you shiver slightly as another breeze sweeps by, “didn’t you say it was warm out?”

“I said not miserable, actually. Which it is… are you cold?” He tightens his grip around you, drawing you further into his warmth. But of course you deny it. “I’m not that cold!”

“Ah, so you just wanted an excuse to be closer. Can’t say I blame you, I am quite the catch—”

Before he can prattle on about what a catch he is any longer (and he could go on), you capture his lips in a kiss. He quickly returns it, soft lips dancing with yours barely holding back a grin. You shift in his hold as your hands cup his face, thumbs lightly caressing his cheek. Enzo’s mouth moves like he wants to devour you on the spot, fingers digging into your sides. As he’s about to press his tongue past your lips, a raindrop hits your hand.

He groans in frustration as you pull away. Rain starts to come down heavier as you grab the blanket in a rush, Enzo guiding you over the rocks into the boathouse.

“Not miserable, huh?” you laugh as he shakes his hair out, not unlike a wet dog. “Bet Mattheo’s gonna be pissed when he finds out we soaked his blanket.”

“Hey, nothing’s miserable as long as it’s with you,” that cheeky grin is back on his face as lightning flashes outside the boathouse, thunder roaring in the distance. “Well if we’re stuck here, we might as well make the most of it…now where were we?”

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my mutuals can do that too but you dont see any snapple facts about them