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𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭

Rin itoshi x reader

The Blue Lock elite training facility had changed since you’d last stepped foot on its manicured turf—sleek new funding, international sponsors, glass walls polished to perfection.

But some things never changed.

Like the chill crawling up your spine the moment Rin Itoshi walked into the observation deck.

He didn’t speak. He didn’t have to.

That unreadable gaze pinned you in place like it used to: cold, calculating, predatory. You hated how your breath caught. How your thighs tensed. How every scar he left on you pulsed awake.

You were supposed to be over him.

You turned toward the screen showing player telemetry and spoke without looking at him.

“You’re late.”

His voice was low and dry. “You’re still a smartass.”

You finally met his eyes—stormy teal, the same ones that once watched you come undone under him.

“And you’re still a coward.”

Something flickered in his jaw. The tension between you hummed like electricity under skin.

The air in the room was thick with silence. You reached for the tablet beside you, pretending to scroll through data.

“I don’t need to talk to you. I’m here for the team. Not you.”

He stepped closer. The scent of sweat, turf, and expensive cologne hit you like a punch to the gut. His voice was quieter now. Dangerous.

“Is that what you told Sae when you tried to fuck your way through revenge?”

Your hand froze on the screen.

“Fuck you,” you said softly, turning to leave.

But Rin was already moving.

He caught your wrist, spun you, and backed you into the wall so fast your breath left you in a gasp. The tablet clattered to the floor. His body caged yours, hips pinning you, eyes burning down.

“You think I didn’t know what you were doing? How you moaned in his mouth just to make me jealous?”

“It worked,” you hissed.

“Yeah. It fucking did.”

Then he kissed you.

It was brutal. Wild. No warning, no softness. Teeth clashing, tongues battling. You bit him out of spite and desire, and he shoved his thigh between your legs in retaliation, grinding up against the heat already pooling there.

You slapped him. He laughed.

“Still like it rough?”

He grabbed your wrists, pinned them above your head with one hand, and ripped your blouse open with the other. Buttons scattered like shrapnel. Your bra followed, ripped off with a ruthless tug.

“Let me remind you what it felt like to be mine.”

“I was never yours.”

“Then why are you dripping through your panties?”

You hated how right he was.

⸻

He dropped to his knees and pulled your skirt up. No games. No teasing.

“I should make you beg,” he muttered, pulling your soaked panties aside. “But your body’s already doing it for you.”

You nearly choked when he licked you—one slow, savage stroke up your slit before he buried his tongue inside you. You gripped his hair, already unraveling.

He didn’t let up.

He tongued your clit in devastating circles, then sucked it mercilessly. Your legs shook. You wanted to curse him. Instead, you moaned. Loud.

“Say it,” he growled. “Say who makes you feel this good.”

“Go to hell—fuck—Rin—”

He pushed two fingers into you, curling just right. Your orgasm slammed into you like a freight train, and you bucked into his mouth as he devoured every tremor.

When you could breathe again, he was on his feet. Undoing his pants. Watching you with dark, possessive hunger.

“Turn around.”

“No.”

“You’re not in charge anymore,” he said, grabbing your throat. “I let you walk away once. That was my mistake. This time? I take what’s mine.”

He spun you around, bent you over the control console, and shoved your skirt up to your waist. Your panties hit the floor next. You heard him spit into his hand, stroke himself once—then the blunt head of his cock pressed against your entrance.

“Say you want it,” he rasped.

You were trembling. From rage. From desire. From the undeniable fact that no one ruined you like Rin Itoshi.

“I hate you.”

“Close enough.”

He thrust into you hard.

You screamed.

Not from pain. From the sheer shock of how perfect it still felt. How full. How deep. How violently right.

He fucked you like he’d been dreaming of it. Hard, fast, brutal. One hand fisted in your hair, yanking your head back so you couldn’t hide the way your eyes rolled, your mouth fell open, your moans filled the room.

“I want you to remember this every time you try to pretend you’ve moved on.”

He slapped your ass, hard enough to leave a red handprint.

“You think Sae fucked you like this?”

“N-no—”

“Damn right he didn’t.”

His pace grew savage. You were nothing but sensation now—heat, sweat, the slap of skin on skin, his breath ragged behind you, the low growls of a man on the edge.

“I’m going to come inside you,” he said, hand gripping your hip bruisingly. “And you’re going to keep it in. Walk around Blue Lock dripping with me.”

Your second orgasm hit you mid-sentence, blinding, feral, dragged out by his hand reaching around to play with your clit while he rammed into you.

“Say my fucking name.”

“Rin—Rin, god—!”

He came deep inside you with a groan that sounded like possession and prayer. Your legs buckled, but he held you up. Buried in you. Breathing hard against your neck.

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The silence afterward wasn’t soft.

It was sharp. Fragile.

He pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak from you.

“We’re not done.”

You turned to face him, cheeks flushed, shirt ruined, thighs slick with him.

“This doesn’t mean I forgive you.”

“I don’t want your forgiveness,” he said, tucking himself away. “I want your soul.”

And with that, Rin left.

You sank into the nearest chair, pulse still racing. Between your legs, you were ruined.

Your mind?

Even worse.

And you hadn’t even started your first official day.

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“Your Highness, Hold Your Breath”

Leorio Paladiknight x Reader | NSFW | Breath Play + Bondage + Royal Roleplay

You never expected the words “I rented a prince costume” to leave Leorio’s mouth while holding shackles and a metal chain.

And yet—here you are.

You stand at the edge of the moonlit lake, watching him strip off his coat, his vest, then pull the lavish purple-and-gold tunic tighter around his waist, baring a sliver of chest. The wind ripples through his hair. His bare feet sink into the wet stone. His grin is… far too confident.

“You remember that drowning scene from Aladdin?”

You blink.

He lifts a length of chain and winks.

“I want you to do it. Gag me. Bind my wrists. Tie me to the weight. And throw me in.”

Your heart thuds.

“Leorio, that’s not—”

“I can get out. I’ll teleport out once I’m close. It’s safe. I swear. But before I escape, I want to try…”

His voice lowers.

“I want to come while I’m trapped.”

You go still.

“Underwater?”

“With my hands bound. My lungs burning. Your name in my head while I can’t even say it

You agree.

Eventually.

And only after he shows you the trigger word to activate his nen-based emergency teleportation technique, in case he needs out immediately.

You double check every knot.

You loop the chain carefully around his ankles, linking it to a smooth, heavy iron sphere — more symbolic than crushing. He kneels by the edge in full costume, his hands shackled behind his back.

His cock is already hard beneath his silk pants.

And you haven’t even touched him yet.

He looks up at you, completely vulnerable, flushed with anticipation.

“Do it.”

You gag him. A soft cloth between his lips, tied tight. He groans softly through it.

“And kiss me before you drop me.”

You do.

He moans into it.

And then?

You push him.

He sinks.

The water is clear. Deep. Cold.

And he’s beautiful beneath it.

Hair floating. Body twisting against the weight. Shackled hands behind his back. His tunic balloons, gold embroidery glowing faintly in the moonlight, and you see the bulge in his pants growing harder by the second.

You stand above, watching.

Leorio starts grinding against the metal sphere.

Slow. Desperate.

He can’t touch himself. Can’t breathe. Can’t do anything but rub against the wet iron like it’s the only thing keeping him grounded.

You feel heat curl between your thighs.

The visual is obscene.

His eyes flutter open.

They lock on you.

He starts fucking it harder.

Thrust after thrust. Bare toes curling against the stone, thighs trembling, back arching even as air starts to become a memory.

He groans into the gag.

It bubbles.

He’s moaning underwater.

And you know he’s close.

You crouch. Mouth parted. Fingers clenched into your thighs.

He thrusts again—desperate now—chasing friction, chasing climax, chasing the most impossible orgasm he’s ever had.

And then—

He comes.

Hard.

Cock jerking beneath his soaked pants, body locking, lips parted in a soundless scream, cum spilling under the water as he writhes and convulses, still gagged, still beautiful, still bound.

Bubbles stream from his mouth.

He’s still twitching when his knees buckle—

And poof—

He’s gone.

You scream.

Then gasp.

He reappears beside you.

Dripping. Collapsed. Gag soaked. Arms still bound. Lying on his side, coughing once, laughing into the stone.

“Holy. Shit.”

You rush to him.

Undo the gag. He groans.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”

You unshackle his wrists.

“I came so hard I saw stars.”

“You scared the fuck out of me.”

“I trusted you,” he whispers, voice raw. “I always trust you.”

You straddle him before he can move.

He groans again when your hand presses down on his still-hard cock.

“That was your fantasy?” you whisper.

He nods.

“Then next time,” you murmur, “I’m coming with you.”

His eyes go wide.

You smile.

And kiss him again.

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Illumi x OC

The silence in the penthouse was suffocating.

Sienna stood like a statue by the window, her silhouette etched against the glittering skyline of the city below. Her reflection stared back at her in the glass—tight jaw, clenched fists, and eyes that betrayed too much. The confrontation had happened. Words once buried were now out in the open.

Chrollo had betrayed her. And Illumi had known.

She didn’t move as Illumi stepped closer. The air between them shimmered with tension. He was a shadow—silent, sharp, and consuming—hovering like a predator who had already claimed his prey but hadn’t yet decided what to do with it.

“You knew,” she said, her voice flat, but beneath the surface, it quivered with rage. “You knew he was using me.”

Illumi remained still, dark eyes fixed on her back. His presence was suffocating. All-consuming. Unrelenting.

“Yes,” he said simply.

She turned. Slowly. Fire danced in her eyes.

“And you let me fall for him anyway?”

“Yes.”

She blinked, almost thrown by the lack of denial. “Why?”

He stepped forward, one deliberate movement at a time. “Because I wanted to see how far you’d fall before you came crawling back to me.”

She gasped as his words sliced through her.

“You’re insane.”

“Obsessed,” he corrected calmly, stepping even closer. “With you. With the way your body arches when you’re mad. The way you fight me with that mouth and beg me with your eyes.”

His hand shot out—gripping her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

“You don’t need to understand it. You just need to feel it.”

Sienna shoved him away. “Don’t touch me like you own me—”

He didn’t give her a chance to finish. In a flash, he grabbed her by the waist and slammed her against the wall. The picture frame above rattled violently. His hand snaked up, closing around her throat—not choking, not yet—but enough to make her breath catch.

“But I do own you,” he murmured darkly. “You just haven’t accepted it yet.”

She stared at him, breathless, heart pounding in her ears. “This—this isn’t love.”

“No,” he said, pressing his body flush against hers. “It’s something worse.”

He kissed her—feral, greedy, brutal. There was no softness, only raw need. His mouth ravaged hers, and she bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, but he only groaned and kissed her deeper.

“You taste better when you’re angry,” he growled, lifting her effortlessly into his arms and throwing her down on the bed.

Before she could catch her breath, he was on top of her, straddling her hips, his knees pinning her thighs apart. He tore her blouse open, buttons flying. No hesitation. No pretense. His hands were everywhere—rough palms skimming over her bra, squeezing her breasts through the lace, then yanking the fabric down to expose her nipples to the cold air.

“You’re shaking,” he whispered, dragging his tongue across one peak. “Is it fear or desire?”

She gasped. “I hate you.”

“Lie to me again, and I’ll gag that pretty mouth.”

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand. With the other, he unbuckled his belt slowly, purposefully. The metallic clink made her stomach drop.

“You always wanted someone to break through your walls,” he said as he looped the belt around her wrists and tightened it until she couldn’t move. “Let me be that monster.”

Her eyes widened as he kissed his way down her body, biting her stomach, licking her inner thighs without mercy. When he reached the waistband of her panties, he didn’t pull them down—he ripped them, the sound of tearing fabric making her shiver.

“These were in my way,” he said. “I don’t like waiting.”

He spread her legs wider and gazed at her soaked heat.

“Fuck,” he muttered reverently. “You’re dripping for me.”

She whimpered as he blew cool air over her sensitive skin. And then—his tongue. Hot. Wet. Unrelenting. He devoured her like a man starved. She bucked, moaned, and tried to twist away, but his hands were steel on her hips.

“No,” he growled, pulling back slightly. “You’ll come when I say.”

Her breath caught. Denial. He was going to tease her, torment her. And she hated how much she wanted it.

He kept her on the edge—licking, flicking, sucking just hard enough to make her scream, then stopping when her legs trembled. Again and again. Her thighs were slick with her own need.

“Please,” she gasped. “Please, just—”

Slap.

His hand landed hard on the inside of her thigh.

“Beg properly.”

She clenched her teeth, flushed from embarrassment and arousal.

“Please let me come, Illumi.”

“Good girl,” he whispered—and plunged two fingers into her, hitting that perfect spot with unrelenting precision. She came hard, crying out, shaking under him, the orgasm rippling through her like wildfire.

He gave her no time to recover. He undid his pants and pulled himself free—hard, thick, leaking—and guided the head against her still-pulsing entrance.

“You’re going to take every inch of me,” he whispered, “and you’re going to thank me for it.”

He thrust into her slowly—inch by inch—watching her face the entire time. Her mouth parted in a moan that turned into a cry as he filled her completely.

“So tight,” he hissed, thrusting deeper. “So fucking perfect. You were made for this.”

He fucked her slow and deep at first, rolling his hips, stretching her with every stroke. But the gentleness didn’t last. Soon, he was pounding into her, the bed creaking beneath them, sweat sliding down his back, their skin slapping loudly in the silent room.

“Say it,” he demanded between thrusts. “Say you’re mine.”

“No,” she gasped, even as her nails clawed his back.

He pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and shoved back in.

“Then I’ll fuck the answer out of you.”

He pushed her harder—rougher. Her moans became cries, her body struggling to keep up, to surrender, to breathe. When he felt her clenching again, he reached around and toyed with her clit mercilessly.

“Come for me again.”

And she did—louder, wetter, messier. He followed her over the edge moments later, groaning into her hair as he spilled deep inside her.

They collapsed in a tangled, shaking mess. For a moment, there was only silence—raw, open silence.

Illumi brushed the damp strands from her forehead. He looked at her not with gentleness, but with obsession.

“You think this was just sex?” he said, his voice ragged. “It was a promise.”

She stared up at him, exhausted and dazed.

“I’ll break every part of you,” he whispered, lips brushing her ear, “and I’ll love you for every shattered piece.”

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God put them in different shows because he knew their combined presence would be too powerful

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Illumi never cry

(Direct reference from "the KI sisters" manwha)

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chrollo x reader

warnings: smut,pnv.degration

*Bzzt bzzt* Her phone vibrates on the nightstand at 3:17am. I'd rubs my eyes and picks it up, seeing an unsaved number on the screen.

I'd lie awake in bed, unable to sleep. id checks the time on my phone - 3:04 AM. With a sigh, id unlocks my phone to scroll mindlessly through social media in hopes of tiring herself out.

A new text message notification pops up from an unknown number. Curious, id opens the message.

Chrollo : Come over.

Y/N : Who is this?

The response is almost immediate.

Chrollo: Chrollo.

Y/N recognizes the name - Chrollo Lucilfer oh shit why the fuck is he texting me I'd say in my mind as I text him back.

Y/N : It's 3 in the morning. Why should I come over?

Chrollo : Can't sleep. Need company.

Y/N sighs again, hesitating. On one hand, she's tired and wants to rest. But her curiosity is piqued - what could Chrollo possibly want from her at this hour? Against her better judgement, she texts back.

Y/N : Address?

Chrollo promptly sends his location. Y/N gets out of bed, throwing on some clothes and slipping on her shoes. She grabs her keys and heads out into the night.

The apartment is sparse but neat. All the lights are off except for a single lamp, casting everything in a dim glow. Chrollo sits on the couch, flipping idly through a book. He glances up as Y/N lets herself in, having been given a code for the lockbox due to previous fucks.

"You came," Chrollo says simply, setting his book aside.

Y/N shuts the door behind her. "Couldn't sleep either, huh?"

"Something like that." Chrollo gestures for her to sit. "Drink?"

id nods and he heads to the kitchen, returning with two glasses of whiskey on the rocks. Y/N accepts one gratefully, taking a sip as she settles on the couch. An awkward silence falls between them.

Finally, Chrollo speaks. you look pretty today y/n

Y/N quirks a brow. "High praise, coming from you."

A ghost of a smile. "You understand our line of work brings little opportunity for honest companionship. I thought you might appreciate a break from solitude as well."

She considers this. As an Enhancer living on the outskirts of society, true friendship is a rarity. For all his secrets and danger, Chrollo seems earnest in his request.

"Alright then. What shall we do to pass the time?"

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As you followed him into his room, the tension between you grew palpable. The air crackled with desire, a magnetic pull that neither of you could deny. And as he closed the door behind you, his eyes locked with yours, you knew that resistance was futile.

A wicked smile curls at the corners of Chrollos lips. He can see the hunger in your eyes, matching the burning desire that consumes him. He steps closer, his hands roaming over your body possessively, his touch igniting sparks of electricity on your skin.

" He purrs, his voice dripping with sinful promises. "I'm going to ravish you, devour every inch of your body, and make you scream my name until you're hoarse."

His words send a shiver down your spine, your anticipation growing with each passing moment. As chrollos hands wander lower, cupping your ass and pulling you flush against him. You can feel the hardness of his erection pressing against your thigh, a tantalizing reminder of what's to come.

Without warning, hed spins you around, pressing your front against the nearest surface, be it a wall or a table. His breath fans across the nape of your neck, his voice a low growl in your ear.

"Spread your legs for me," he commands, his voice laced with authority. "I want to see that pretty little pussy of yours, dripping and ready for me."

Your body responds instinctively to his dominance, your legs parting to grant him full access. Chrollos fingers trail along the inside of your thigh, teasingly brushing against your sensitive flesh. He leans in, his hot breath ghosting over your earlobe as he speaks in a husky tone.

"You're so wet, such a  slut," he whispers, his words sending a surge of pleasure straight to your core. "You've been craving my touch, haven't you? You've been yearning for my Dick to fill you up."

You whimper in response, unable to deny the truth of his words. Your body throbs with need, aching to be claimed by him. Chrollos hand ventures further, his fingers finding your slick folds and parting them with a purposeful stroke.

He groans appreciatively at the sight before him, his voice laced with a mixture of desire and possessiveness. "Look at you, so eager for me. You're such a fucking slut, Fucking love it."

His words ignite a primal fire within you, fueling your desire even further. You arch your back, presenting yourself to him, craving his touch. Chrollo doesn't waste any time, aligning his pulsing cock with your entrance and pushing himself inside you with a single, powerful thrust.

The feeling of him stretching you open, filling you completely, makes your head spin with pleasure. Chrollos hips start to move, his rhythm primal and unrestrained. Each thrust is like a bolt of lightning, electrifying your senses and driving you closer to the edge.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," he groans, his voice thick with lust. "You're so tight, so perfect for me. I'm going to fuck you senseless, make you beg for more."

His words send a surge of delight through your veins, intensifying the pleasure that courses through your body. his hands find purchase on your hips, his grip firm as he pulls you back onto him with each thrust. The sound of your bodies colliding echoes in the room, a symphony of desire and need.

As the pleasure builds within you, Chrollo pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more urgent. He knows you're close, on the precipice of ecstasy, and he wants to push you over the edge. His hand snakes around to the front, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in quick, relentless circles.

The added stimulation pushes you over the edge, your body convulsing in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm. Your gummy walls clench around Chrollos cock, milking him for all he's worth. and he releases himself deep inside you, his hot seed filling your dripping cunt

Heavy breaths echo in the darkness as  I come down from my high.

Now, Y/N curls against Chrollo's bare chest, sated and content as his arm wraps loosely around her waist. Fingers trace idle patterns on his skin as she listens to the steady beating of his heart.

In the afterglow's haze, my thoughts drift to hoping this isn't just another fleeting encounter. That maybe—just maybe—Chrollo is starting to let her in, chip away at those formidable walls.

As if sensing the turn in her musings, Chrollo exhales softly and untangles their limbs. id looks up at him questioningly in the moonlight.

His features are impassive as ever while he dresses. "The night was enjoyable. But it's late—you should go home

It takes a moment for the dismissal to sink in. When it does, hurt and anger replace the warmth in Y/N's veins. She snatches up her clothes angrily.

"Really, what the fuck Chrollo? We're really doing this again

His nonchalance is infuriating. "I fail to see the problem."

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This is all I had in me to write I’m so heart broken like omg I’m doing perv Jjk characters after I do illumi lol

Gojo smirked at the sight of your arousal like your where his prey his eyes admiring your body like a lewd Sadist. He wasted no time thrusting into her like it was the last thing he would do on earth her legs wrapping around his for stability as he thrust into her puffy clit "m this pussy is mine no one can fuck you like I can fuck you feel so good he'd whimper loudly as he thrust into you sloppily"your pussy is making me go crazy hm you want me to fuck a baby in you would you like that he'd said as his moans get louder synced with yours own

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Let me show u how beautiful you are

"Let me show you how beautiful you are" he'd grab your hand as he leads you to a nearby surface.

"Be a good girl for me and spread your legs so I can see that pretty pussy he'd say as he leans in closer his lips grazing against your ear sending shivers to your spine

Id turn my head as I spread my legs revealing my dripping arousal

He position himself  in between your legs his gaze fixated on your exposed heat.His fingers trails teasingly along your inner thigh

As he leans in his tongue darts out teasing your wet folds,his hand grip you thighs threatening to leave mark

"So wet already" he murmurs as he leans back in his hot breath hovers over your sensitive flesh,his tounge slow and antagonizing circles on your clit.

"P-Please more "you'd  say as your hand reaches down to your aching core

He'd forcefully slaps your hand away as he pulls away completely leaving you a deprived mess

"Be Patience princess or I'll stop understood"he'd say as he'd unbuckle his belt and position himself

Geto Suguru, gojo satoru, Naruto Uzumaki, itachi Uchia, zoro, luffy, sukuna, choso

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Smut no plot

I take a deep breath as I make eye contact with the stranger across the bar  there's an electric energy between us and I feel my heart pounding in my chest as he leans closer "so would you like to get out of here?" He says.

As we could to the house, our bodies press against each other, feeling the heat radiing between us. I trace my finger along her skin igniting a trail of goosebumps in her wake our lips me in a passionate kiss tongue's dancing and exploring each other's mouths your hands roam her body sending shivers down her spine the desired between us grows stronger with each passing moment

"So wet already he says in a low husky voice"

I run my fingers through your hair before I pull it, harshly my touch, sending shivers down your spine with a lustful gaze pulling her closer, the anticipation builds as our body's mingle, enticing, and intoxicating

I roughly push you against the wall. My hands are roaming your body as i passionately kiss your bare neck my fingers fumble with the buttons of your shirt eager to explore every inch of your skin the room her moans fills with intoxicating desire our bodies enterwine with the passionate kiss,succumbing to the depth of pleasure

As we enter the bedroom, I slowly undress you savoring the site of your naked body. I'm a requiem with desire, that I press my lips against yours hungrily our bodies, enter wine, I pull you close my hands, exploring your body as our lips meet again in the desire we kiss the desire between us and intensifies

With every thrust in a fast motion , echoing through the room, our body's  moving perfect in synch reaching new pleasure that we thought we would never have experienced

As I thrust into you, I choke kisses a longer neck down to your collarbone. My hands explore every curve.

"Your moans are music to my ears he growls"

The thrust  get sloppy her hands claw  his back as she is about to cum  her climax approaches

"She moans lustfully in his ears as she cums all over his cock.

Y'all I'm so sorry I really bad at dialogue.

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Should I write smut if so what should I write

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Have y’all ever been in a dream and woke up not know what the dream was