#◛⑅·˚ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ

[satrs]

WICKED GAMES. @Gojo.satoru

SYNOPSIS; Satoru Gojo is your nemesis - vise versa. Or so you thought.

FEATURING; Virgin!Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

WK; 4k.

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI! college au. richhhh Gojo. enemies to lovers. insulting. gojo hurts readers feelings with insults, vise versa. clothed grinding. unprotected sex. virginity loss. prn with plot.

"And who exactly invited you here?"

It's loud, thick air from the crowded space not too far away from where you're trying to escape the loud music blasting in your ear drums, head throbbing in pain, only to increase due to the annoying and unexpected - obstacle on your way to the restroom.

Your brows crinkle in irritation at the young man's question, flashing him a look of disgust. "That's none of your business." Your eyes drill holes into his skull, clicking your tongue at his attitude. "Can you move out the fucking way?", you ask rather rhetorical, irritated, you try to stomp past him, only to be hindered by his large frame hovering above you, his intimidating aura drowning out the loud chatting and music in the background, heart thumping in your chest as you struggle to hold eye contact, eyes flickering from his to the wall right beside you, gritting your teeth in annoyance.

He looks you up and down, tongue pocking the inside of his cheek. "It's my business since you're in my house."

You scoff, a sly smirk creeping its way up your lips. "Your house? If I'm not mistaken, Suguru lives here. Rings a bell? Geto Suguru, the host of this party? Also, the one who invited me here?"

"Suguru, Satoru, same shit. What's his is mine. So, again, what in Christ's name are you doing in my house?"

Your anger only grows, rumbling up a storm inside your stomach. Who the hell does he think he is? 'What's his is mine'? Fucking bullshit. "Look, I know that you two are friends-"

"Best friends", he interrupts, a vein on his forehead almost popping out of rage. Your patience is hanging onto a thing fucking threat at this point, playing out multiple ways to beat this bastard's ass up in your mind.

"The best of friends", you mock him, eyes closing for a second to regain your composer. "Whatever, I don't give a shit. Suguru and I also happened to be friends, and he invited me here. Out of kindness, I came." You pause, scanning his posture for any slight sign of comfort to make your escape, the idea soon turning into a cloud of smoke at his focused expression, his whole attention focused solely on you. "I've tried to avoid you all night. But you're stuck to my ass like a tick."

You make sure to spit out the last word, making sure he heard it loud and clear.

"I didn't ask who invited you, I asked why, the fuck, you are here."

"Now, I swear to God, Gojo. You better know what's best for you and get. Out. Of my way."

Satoru Gojo.

You hate the taste his name left in your mouth, and you hate the sight of him. That's why you refused to attend to this shitty frat party so many times. But your friend, who also happens to be Gojo's childhood buddy, begged and pleaded, until you eventually caved in.

You know how much this party means to him. Tying new connections to various people around the area, show of status, maybe even get a taste of some hot thing. All of that high top stuff.

You're not into that kind of lifestyle, showing off money and throwing it around as if it grew on trees, especially as a college student. Most students who attend this shit-show treat their academic success was careless and straight up foolish - running around to be a part of the 'high society' on the campus, while their tuition fees light up into red numbers.

One of the many reasons you hate Satoru Gojo is exactly that. His reputation. He is, how other students would say, part of the 'high society' - got his tuition fees covered by the wealth of his parents, grades never good, but after some sweet-talk with his professor, he surprisingly passes all of his classes with flying colors. One way or the other, he gets what he wants. He always does.

He is the definition of 'money can buy anything'.

But it's not the money alone, it's his attitude of his that just has you ball your hands into a fist.

Not one day goes past without him rubbing his wealth under everyone's noses. It didn't matter who it was, he was going to show them that he was better than them, richer, stronger.

He is the strongest.

Even though he never offended you directly, his distant glares and arrogant looks were enough for you to develop the hatred you have towards him. He always looked down on everyone he talked to, if they manage to even get him to pay attention to them, that is.

You really didn't want to even see him at this party, not attempting to ruin your mood with someone like him. So, you had to avoid him at all cost. In the end you figured, it wouldn't hurt to attend a party again, enjoying the company of others more than usual in your full-scheduled student life, escaping the never ending cycle for even just a little bit of fun. Also, the chance of running into him in such a massive house was slim. Until now.

You wish you could just kill him right here, that's how deep your hatred is seated. His feelings are mutual.

It's not like he ever paid attention to your presence, hell, he didn't even know you existed until you were all up in his business, always having a remark ready when he said anything to anyone. Yeah, he can be a bit mean at times, but it's nothing harsh, just jokes. They all know, for sure.

At first, he thought you're cute, and you still are, being honest. Gorgeous even. Maybe even the prettiest girl he's ever seen. But only if you keep that damned mouth of yours shut.

He can't stand your constant sense of justice, bugging him with issues someone like him could never even bother himself with. Babbling nonsense of 'fairness' and 'inequality' when he just supports the economy. Some, with some he means, you, see his actions as cruel but, if you were in his position, wouldn't you do the same?

Why can't you just mind your business and stop bothering him with your bullshit? It's not like your endless talking would change anything.

You're a nobody.

"Hello? Is your ass that stuffed of money that you can't follow simple instructions anymore? Get out of my way!"

Who does he think he is?

You scream into his face, blood rushing up your face as your anger pours out of you, all you see is red. If he doesn't move out the way at this instant, you're going to-

Who do you think you are?

He exhales a deep breath, scanning the area around you two before he swiftly takes a hold of your arm. You spit out curses at him, roughly trying to free yourself from his grasp, only to be dragged along until he rushes you into an empty room down the hall.

"Let go-!" And he does, pushing you into the empty guest room, closing the door right behind him. You swallow at the tension, the music only faint to notice, turning the room almost dead silent.

You stand, your ground, furrowed eyebrows indicating your mood. "You-!"

Before you can even think of an insult, he interrupts you in an instant, causing your body to tense up at his unusual dark tone. It's almost scary how his expression changes into something unreadable. "Shut the fuck up", he breathed out, head falling back as his hands brushes across his face, a long sigh leaving his lips while looking at the ceiling.

"Can you? Just be quiet for one second." And you did, exhaustion washing over your body as you look around the room, turning on your heels to look at anything but him.

"It's always people like you", he begins, eyes trailing after your movements, "always those nobodies who got their nose all up in my business. You're the one who's a tick on my ass." He begins to follow your footsteps to the bathroom, halting at the door to lean against the door frame, looking down at your body seated on the closed toilette, head in hands. "You're jealous."

Jealous? Not only jealous - you're green of envy.

He was born with everything and anything you could ask for. He already got his future set, like food on a platter. You on the other hand have to work hard, to pay for college, rent, and other necessities. And he? He gets money shoved up his butt every other week, not lifting a finger. And worst of all, he's not even grateful for his privileged life. Perhaps, that's also a big reason you hate him.

"I'm obsessed? Now tell me who exactly dragged me into this room!", You snap your head up, teeth gritting together, tears threatening to trickle down your face.

"You cryin'?" You try to wipe the tear off your face unnoticed, but it's already too late. He nears you, leaning down and looking at you with that look again.

As if you're nobody.

"Don't change the topic", you sniffle between tears, turning your face away from him so you don't have to see him looking down at you. But you still feel his eyes on you, an unreadable expression on his face as he inspects your form, an odd feeling bubbling up in his stomach.

Guilt?

He feels bad for you, he feels bad for making you feel this way. An apology tickles the tip of his tongue, but he closed his mouth before he dared to shatter his own ego.

"Fuck." He lets it slip out in a whisper, trying to think of possibilities to clear the confusion. Truth was, he looked for you around the whole house with the intention of making things right with you. Because he actually doesn't hate you how you think he would.

Suguru, his childhood best friend, knows how bad Satoru is with words, and how little to no remorse he has while talking to people, especially to girls. He also knows something else about Satoru, something that nobody, maybe not even himself, is aware of. That's the whole reason why he even invited you here. For the both of you to talk things out.

He planned it all out, pleading and begging you to come, and also loosing his pride in the process, up to the empty room, knowing that only Satoru would know what part of the house would be abandoned during a party, up to talking him into finally talk to you - without any bickering or insulting. An honest talk, just the two of you, nothing else.

"Look", he feels his heart sink into his stomach as he notices your attention is on him. "I-" He stops at the sight of your teary face, every part of his body telling him to just apologize properly, and just leave it be, or kiss it better.

What is he thinking?

"I just want this shit to end. Stop bothering me. Stop pocking around my business. Then we'll be good." Fucking dumbass. He facepalms himself mentally, eyes widening in shock at the sound of your soft giggle.

"Didn't anyone teach you how to apologize?" Looking up at your face again, he can see a faint but visible smile on your face and, thank God, what a relief.

"You know I won't say that."

"Why?"

"Because there is no reason to."

His posture stiffens at the sound of you getting up from the toilet. "Alright then. There's nothing to 'be good' then," You walk past him, back into the room, "I'll leave."

"Wait."

You can hear him entering the room. You smirk to yourself before turning around, ready to see his ego shattering down, and-

"I don't hate you, Y/N."

What?

The smirk quickly washed off your face, confusion replacing it. Was this some sort of joke?

"I'll explain it to you, just-" he sighs, swallowing his pride before continuing, "stay. Please." You're taken aback by his sudden change, the soft and pleading look on his face. He never looked anywhere near unappealing to you, it was just his attitude. But now?

You don't know what's gotten into you, but you feel like staying, like something will happen. Suddenly you're not angry anymore, you're calm, collected, but most of all, curious.

He sighs in relief as you halt your movements, slowly expecting him to continue. His feet drag to the bed, awkwardly sitting at the edge of it as his hand motions you to sit beside him, eyes looking up at you expectantly.

You hesitate at first, you want to turn back and get out, but something just keeps your feet moving, your eyes never leaving his face.

And when you sit beside him, you come to realize how handsome he is up close, observing his bright ocean blue eyes, searching for something you can't explain in them.

You snap back to reality, eyes now looking down at your fingers tapping at your thigh awkwardly. "So?", you whisper into the thin air, for no reason at all. Slowly you look up at him face again, and instead of an answer, you found what you were looking for.

His lips smash onto yours as your eyes widen before you sigh into the kiss in relief, leaning your head into the hand he held up at your cheek. You push right into him, softly crawling onto his lap while your hands tangle into his hair as you feel him shiver underneath you at the feeling of your clothed heat covering his groin.

Breaking the kiss to catch your both's breaths, you look at each other in pure bliss. You lose yourself in his angelic eyes as his flicker from your eyes to your lips expectantly, hoping - no, begging for you to catch on.

"I like you," he curses under his breath once your cunt sits right on his half-hard length, breathing turning ragged, "I really like you."

You catch onto his intention and breath out s light laugh, placing a quick kiss to his lips, causing him to chase after your lips right after, and you bite back a laugh right after. "I figured." Your lips are back on his as you begin to grind your hips against his in a needy manner, a soft moan being swallowed by his lips as his hands firmly hold onto your rear, setting a steady rhythm.

With every move of your hips, the tent in his pants only grows, his hands turn rougher with each friction of your clother cunt against his hard length.

Fuck, he might burst into his pants right now. You look so angelic above him, breaking from the kiss to carefully tearing the shirt from him so you could admire his fine build before softly pushing him onto the sheets, his white hair spread across the silk as his chest heaves with every further inch your delicate fingers took towards his groin with the intention of freeing his aching cock from his painfully tight boxers.

And you do just that, eyes sparkling in anticipation at the sight of his gorgeous cock, pre leaking from the tip as he hisses at the hit of cold air he feels against his head.

"Hah- I-", his head pushes back into the sheets, eyes closing while he lets out a soft whine once your hand contracts around his dick, thumb teasing his slit.

"You what? Cat caught your tongue?", you tease, your other hand occupied with lazily pushing your panties to the side, lifting your hips up, ready to aline his head to your entrance, damp folds eager to feel him inside of you.

He lifts his head up, looking at your exposed cunny right before him, his hand flying up to your hips, squeezing them to get you to halt your actions. "I never did this", he breathes out, cheeks turning into a faint tint of red at your dumbfounded expression. Your hips come back down to rest on his lap, biting your lip, aroused of the idea that you're his first. "Are you serious?" And with his nod, you feel your cunt pulsating in excitement, neck craning down to capture his lips again.

You lift your hips to rest on his exposed cock, wet cunt slowly gliding along his length. Your swollen clit catches onto his end, the both of you moaning into the kiss.

His hips speedily buck up into yours, urging you to slide his plumb tip into your entrance. The firm grip his hands have on your waist guaranteed a leaving impression on your skin - but you don't care.

Not right now, not like this- when you have him of all people imaginable underneath you, his hot breath tickling your nose while his eyes lusted over you, curious of your next move.

You smirk down at him, a breathy laugh escaping you as your hand sneaks down to take hold of his pulsating length, aligning it to your entrance.

And with your gummy walls enveloping his tip in a tight grip, every past lingering grudge flows out of the window. He swallows, hard, head tipping back in pleasure while you inch your hips down further and further, biting your lip to contain your moans.

If there's heaven, this is it. Yes, he had his fair share of make out sessions, girls soaking his fingers and he was no stranger to blowjobs. But this? This feeling, your soft walls hugging his cock so perfectly, as if your pussy was made for him, waiting for him.

"Ohhhhh, f-fuck!-" A strangled whine escapes his lips once you bottom out, sweat forming at his forehead. It feels like you're suffocating him, his breath gets caught in his lungs, his eyes threatening to move to the very back of his skull.

With his face scrunching up in pleasure, one hand leaves the bruising grip on your waist as he tries his best to get up on his elbow, mouth hanging wide open.

"Are you alright?", you breathe out, breathing turning rapid. You can feel each vein of his dick pulsating inside your soaking cunt, your hand brushing across his defined abdomen.

"More than alright", he scoffed, his eyebrows furrowing, now fully propped up against the headboard. His absent hand finds its way to your ass, squeezing it, a desperate gaze inspecting every inch of your body. "Please, move."

And you comply, bracing yourself on his shoulders as you begin a steady pace, breasts bouncing up his face with each movement of your hips.

"Fuckkkkkk, yesyesyes!", his mouth captured your neglected nipple, his wet muscle swiping across the bud whilst his occupied hand harshly squeezes your rear, fat spilling between the gaps of his slender fingers as he roughly moves your hips against his, the newfound rhythm causing him to let out a sob.

Each rut of your hips only makes his love for you grow even stronger, now that you took the most precious thing he claimed to be his as your own, he's sure that this is right. If he had any doubts before this, then it's certain that they now disappeared into the thin air. There's nothing but desperation and desire for you clouding his mind - he needs you, he needs to feel the comfort of your velvet walls, your moans against his lips, your skin against his - you, you you.

Your clit continuously brushes against his pelvic bone. "Mhmmm, right there", you whine, hands desperately clawing at his shoulders with your eyes squeezed shut.

It's almost embarrassing how fast you're threatening to near your release, considering that he was the virgin. On top of that, the he in question being Gojo Satoru. You hated-

Your eyes shoot open, back coming in contact with the silk sheets before you feel his mouth on yours again, his tongue prodding at your lip. "You feel so fucking good, baby", he mumbled against your lips, his hips speed up while his hands roam your body in such a longing manner. "Don't want anything but this", he lifts your leg up his shoulder, straightening his back as he felt a tightness in his stomach. "Nothing 's better but this perfect cunt. Love it so much, fuck- love you, I love you baby."

Wait, why did you hate him again?

You moan at his words, the confusing mist clearing up with each mesmerizing thrust of his hips, your eyes full of admiration when you view him leaving open mouth kisses against your ankle, his eyes never daring to leave yours.

"'m gonna cum, toru- fuckfuckfuck, yes! Don't stop pleaseee-" And with that, you fall into the tantalizing sea of pleasure, sucking your stomach in while reaching your hand to his hip in an attempt to stop him, the pleasure too much for you to bear.

A low groan leaves him at the sound of the nickname you gave him, hips unintentionally speeding up, sweat rolling down his chest. He feels like he's gonna bust any second now, his tip nudging your gummy spot with each stroke, taking the shaky hand on his stomach in his to reach it up to his lips and plant a quick kiss on it.

"A-atta, girl. Fuck, you're so goddamn pretty. Can't last much longer, baby." His glistening eyes look between your bodies, the movement of his hips flattering as he nears his release.

"Shiiiiit, never felt so good in my entire life. Wanna stay inside of you forever. T-think I'm gonna cum."

The sight of your spasming cunt spurting against his lower abdomen was enough for him to burst right inside your welcoming hole, one last drive of his hips following to dwell a little longer in the pleasure before pulling out of your hole.

His body slumps onto of yours, nuzzling his head into your neck. You let out a breathy giggle, still out of breath, as your hand reaches up to stroke his hair affectionately.

Soon, the both of your breathings calm down, silence drowning the room, no one daring to continue where you left off.

"You sure this was your first time?", you joke, earning a laugh from the young man. He lifts his head, eyes locking with yours. "I'm a natural, you know."

You hide your laugh while turning to the side. His eyes roam your face with pure affection, love struck from your wholehearted laugh and suddenly, he regrets every past resentment he had against you.

" You're so damn pretty", he whispers, causing you to turn and look at him, his eyes wandering aver your features. "I'm serious", he continues, in answer to your skeptical stare.

It was weird, seeing his usual distasteful expression being replaced by such an adoring gaze, tempting you to look into his ocean kissed eyes for all eternity.

Every past resentment you had against him long forgotten, the future the only thing occupying your mind now. If he's really serious, could you both-

"Let me make it up to you."

You snap out of your thoughts, perplexed by his words. Before you can say anything, he continues.

" Take you out on a date. A proper date. Apologize for real." He takes a deep breath before opening his mouth again, nervous about what was about to come.

"I was serious about earlier, you know. I really do like you. I'm just-" he breathes out, trying to find the right words.

"An asshole?", you answer for him, earning a quick laugh in return. "Yeah. A big one at that." he raises from his position, looking down at you, almost pleading for your approval. "Please, y/n. I'll do anything for you to make it up. Give this - us a chance."

You look up at him, a small smile on your face. "Please," he whispered again once you sit up, carefully taking your hand in his, eyes pleading for a response.

Once your hand reaches up for his cheek, stroking it lovingly while you place a fond kiss against his lips, he got the answer he always wanted.

"Okay, let's try."

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[princessd4isyjr]

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S X BLACK READER

ᵀᵒᵈᵃʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖˡᵃⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵃ ʲᵒᵇ ˢᶦⁿᶜᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᶦⁿᶦˢʰᵉᵈ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈʳᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵘⁿᶦᵛᵉʳˢᶦᵗʸ, ʷʰᶦᶜʰ ᵐᵉᵃⁿˢ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ʲᵒᵇ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ!

"ᴼᵏᵃʸ ʸ/ⁿ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁵ ʲᵒᵇ ᵒᵖᵗᶦᵒⁿˢ ˢᵒ ˡᵉᵗˢ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ" ᴹʸ ᶠʳᶦᵉⁿᵈ ᴶᵉˢˢᶦᶜᵃ ˢᵃᶦᵈ, ʸᵉᵃʰ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ˢᵃʸ ˢʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵈᵉˢᵖᵉʳᵃᵗᵉˡʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ʲᵒᵇ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ.

"ᴼᵏᵃʸ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘᵗᵘᵇᵉʳ"

ᴵ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʸᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ˢᵒ ᵐʸ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳ ʷᵃˢ "ⁿᵒ"

"ᵂʰʸ ⁿᵒᵗ?"

"ᴮᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ¹⁾ ᶦᶠ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗᵃʳʸ ᴵ'ᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵈᶦᵗ ᵛᵉʳʸ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ²⁾ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵐᵃᵏᵉᵘᵖ ᵇᶜ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵘⁿᶦᵗʸ ᴶᵉᶠᶠᵉʳʸ ˢᵗᵃʳ ³⁾ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃˢᵐʳ ᵇᶜ ᶦ ˡᶦᵛᵉ ᶦⁿ ᴺᵉʷ ʸᵒʳᵏ.

"ᴼᵏᵃʸ ʰᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʷᵒʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᶦⁿ ʷᵃˡᵐᵃʳᵗ"

"ᴶᵉˢˢᶦᶜᵃ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃⁿʸᵇᵒᵈʸ ʷʰᵒ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵖᶦᶜᵏ ʷᵒʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᶦⁿ ᵂᵃˡᵐᵃʳᵗ ᵃˢ ᵃⁿ ᵒᵖᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉˢᶦᵈᵉˢ ᶦ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ᵃⁿⁿᵒʸᶦⁿᵍ ʷʰᶦᵗᵉ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ, ʸᵒᵘᵗᵘᵇᵉʳ, ᵗᶦᵏᵗᵒᵏᵉʳ"

"ᴷᵃʸ ˢᵒ ʰᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᶜᵈ⁻"

"ᴺᴼᴼ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵖᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵒʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ"

"ᴷᵃʸ ʰᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵃᵐᵇᵃˢˢᵃᵈᵒʳ"

"ᵀᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵒʳᶦⁿᵍ"

"ᴼʰ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ʸ/ⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉⁿᵗ ˢᵃᶦᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉˢ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ"

"ᵀʰᵉⁿ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ"

"ᵀʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ ᶦˢ ᵃ ᶜᵃˢᶜᵃᵈᵉ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ "ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸ'ˢ ᶠᵃᶻᵇᵉᵃʳ ᵖᶦᶻᶻᵉʳᶦᵃ"

ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ᶦᵗ ᵒʳ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ, ᴵ ᵐᵒˢᵗˡʸ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᵃⁿʸ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵃᶦⁿˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵃ ᵖᶦᶻᶻᵉʳᶦᵃ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ ᵘʰ ᵏᶦᵈˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃʸ ᶦᵈ ʳᵃᵗʰᵉʳ ᵇᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃⁿⁿᵒʸᶦⁿᵍ ᵏᶦᵈ'ˢ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃⁿⁿᵒʸᶦⁿᵍ ʷʰᶦᵗᵉ ʷᵒᵐᵉⁿ.

"ᴴᵐᵐ ˢᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵇᵃᵈ"

"ʸᴱˢˢˢ ᶠᴵᴺᴬᴸᴸʸ, ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᶦᵐ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᶦʳᵉ"

"ᴼᴼᴼᴴ ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᵃᵖᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ ᵃᵗ ⁴:⁴⁸ᴾᴹ"

ᴰᵃᵐⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃʷᶠᵘˡ ᶦᶠ ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃʸ ᴵ ᵈᵉᶜᶦᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ˢᵒ ʷʰʸ ⁿᵒᵗ.

ᴶᵉˢˢᶦᶜᵃ ᵃˡʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ʷʳᵒᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵒᵈᵈˡʸ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᶠᵃˢᵗ, ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵉˢᵖᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ "ᴼᵏᵃʸ ʸ/ⁿ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒᵐᵒʳʳᵒʷ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʲᵒᵇ".

"ᴷᵃʸ ᵇʸᵉ" ᴶᵉˢˢᶦᶜᵃ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵃʳ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᴵ ˡᶦᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ¹ ʰᵒᵘʳ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐʸ ᵃᵖᵃʳᵗᵐᵉⁿᵗ, ⁿᵒʷ ᶦᵗˢ ²:⁵⁷ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᵈʳᵉˢˢ ᵘᵖ, ᵈᵒ ᵐʸ ʰᵃᶦʳ, ᵃᵈᵈ ᵐᵃᵏᵉᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ¹² ᵐᶦⁿˢ ᴸᴱᵀˢ ˢᵀᴬᴿᵀ.

ᴺᵒʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵈʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ³:¹⁸ᴾᴹ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵒᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᵉᵃʳˡʸ ʷʰᶦᶜʰ ᶦˢ .... ᶦᵐᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ.

⁽ᵀᶦᵐᵉ ˢᵏᶦᵖ⁾

ᵀᴴᴬᴺᴷ ᴳᴼᴰ ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ.. ʷᵉˡˡ ᴵ'ᵐ ¹ ᵐᶦⁿ ˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵈᵒ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʲᵘᵈᵍᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵏᵃʸ.

ᴬⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ˢᵘʳᵖʳᶦˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵃˡᵒᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃʳˢ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᴴᵐᵐ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵒˡᵈ.

ᴵ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᴵ ˢᵐᵉˡˡ ᶦˢ ᵖᶦᶻᶻᵃ, ˢʷᵉᵃᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵃⁿᵈʸ, ᴴᵐᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˢᵒ ᵇᵃᵈ, ᶦ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᶦ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵒˡᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿⁿᵒʸᶦⁿᵍ ᶜʰᶦˡᵈʳᵉⁿ.

ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳˢ ᵒᶠᶠᶦᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵏⁿᵒᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵏⁿᵒᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ᵃˡʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ "ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳ" 'ᴵ ʷᶦˢʰ ᴵ ʰᵃᵈ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶠᵃˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ᵏⁿᵒᶜᵏ'.

ᴵ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ʰᶦˢ ᵒᶠᶠᶦᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵗᶦʳᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᶦ��ˡᵉᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃⁿᶦᵐᵃᵗʳᵒⁿᶦᶜ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵇᵉᵃʳ, ᵈᵘᶜᵏ, ᶠᵒˣ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵘⁿⁿʸ, 'ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᶜᵃʳʸ ᵃᵗ ᵃˡˡ'.

"ᴼʰ ʰᵉˡˡᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᴹʳˢ ʸ/ⁿ, ʷᵉˡᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ⁿᵉʷ ʲᵒᵇ" ᵗʰᵉ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ ˢᵃᶦᵈ ˡᵒᵒᵏᶦⁿᵍ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ʰᵉ ʰᵃˢ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ʰᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ.

"ʸᵉᵃʰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵐᵉ, ˢᵒᵒ ᵈᵒ ᴵ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ⁿᵒʷ?"

"ᴼʰ ⁿᵒᵒ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃᵗ ¹¹ᴾᴹ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ" ʰᵉ ˢᵃᶦᵈ ˡᵒᵒᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᶦʳᵉᶜᵗˡʸ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵉᵉ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ.

"ᵂᴬᴵᵀ ʷʰʸ?"

"ᵂᵉˡˡ ᵇᶜ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ ʷᵉ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᶦᵍʰᵗˢʰᶦᶠᵗ"

'ᴺᵒᵗ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ' ᵗᶠ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵃʷ ³ ᵉᵐᵖˡᵒʸᵉᵉˢ ᵉᵃᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵏᶦᵈˢ ᵖᶦᶻᶻᵃ ˢᵘʳᵉˡʸ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᶦᶠᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵐᵉ'

"ˡᶦˢᵗᵉⁿ ˢᶦʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ᴬᶜᵀᵁᴬᴸ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃ ⁿᶦᵍ⁻"

"ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᵖᵃʸ ʸᵒᵘ $²³ ʰᵘʰ?"

"ˢᴬʸ ᴸᴱˢˢ!" ᴵ ᵃᵍʳᵉᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵒᵒᵏ ʰᶦˢ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵘⁿᵗᶦˡ ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ᵏᶦᵈˢ ˢᶦᵗ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃ ˢᵗᵃᵍᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᶦᵐᵃˡˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳˢ ᵒᶠᶠᶦᶜᵉ.

ᴵ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗˡʸ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ˢᶦⁿᶜᵉ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃʳ ˡᵒᵒᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᶦᵐᵃᵗʳᵒⁿᶦᶜ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ.

ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ ˢⁿᵃᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶦᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐʸ ᵐᵒᵗᵒʳᶜʸᶜˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᶠᵗ.

"ᴳᵘᵉˢˢ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷᵒʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᶦᵍʰᵗˢʰᶦᶠᵗ"

(Time skip)

ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒʷ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ˡᵒᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒᶦⁿᵍ ˡᶦᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʸ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃ ʰᵒʳʳᵒʳ ᵐᵒᵛᶦᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵒʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷᶦˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ $²³ ˢᵒ ᵐᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ.

ᴵ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʳᶦᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᶦᵍʰᵗˢ ᵖᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳᵏ, ʷᵉˡˡ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ˢᵘᵖᵉʳ ʷᵉˡˡ 👍🏾.

ᴵ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦᵗ ˢᵐᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ʰᵒᵗᵈᵒᵍˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵐᶦⁿᶦ ᶠᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ ᵖᵒˢᵗᵉʳˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃⁿᶦᵐᵃᵗʳᵒⁿᶦᶜˢ.

"ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵒᵏᵃʸ ʸ/ⁿ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵒⁿˡʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʷʰᵃᵗ ˢᶦˣ ʰᵒᵘʳˢ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᶦˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗˡʸ ᶠᶦⁿᵉ.

ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᶦᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉˡᵉᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ʷᵃˢ ʳᶦⁿᵍᶦⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ᶦ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵃᵘᵈᶦᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵐᵃⁿ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃⁿ ⁵⁰ˢ ᶜᵃʳᵗᵒᵒⁿ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᵗᵉˡˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ᴵ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᶦⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ ᵃˡʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵐᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦⁿᵗ ᶦⁿ ˡᶦˢᵗᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ.

ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦᵗ ᵃˡˡ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ˢᵒ ᶠᵃʳ... ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˡᶦᵉ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᶜᵒʳʸˣᵏᵉⁿˢʰᶦᵒⁿ, ᴮᵉʳˡᵉᵉᶻʸ, ᴹᵃʳᵏᶦᵖˡᶦᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴷᵘᵇᶻ ˢᶜᵒᵘᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵏ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵐᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵇᵉ ʰᵃᵘⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵒʳ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᶦᵗˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵒˡᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉˡˡ.

(2pm)

ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᵇʸ ˡᶦˢᵗᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵘᶜᵏᶦˡʸ ᵃ ᵏᵒᵈᵃᵏ ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦᵗ ʷᵒᵏᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶦⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗˡʸ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᶦᵗ ᵒᶠᶠ ⁽ᶦᵈᶜ ʰᶦˢ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ ˢᵘᶜᵏˢ, ᶜᴼᴺⱽᴵᴺᶜᴱ ᴹᴱ ᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿᵂᴵˢᴱ⁾.

ᴮᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈᶦˢᵃˢᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠᶠ ᴵ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵇᵉᵃᵗᶦⁿᵍ, ᵐʸ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ᶠʳᵒᶻᵉ, ᵉʸᵉˢ ʷᶦᵈᵉ.

".... ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵐᵒᵛᵉᵈ"

ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ, ᴵ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵃⁿᶦᶜᵏ.

'ᴰᶦᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ᶦⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵒˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵒʳ...'

ᴺᵒ ⁿᵒ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ... ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ?

ᴵ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒˣ ᶦˢ ʰᶦᵈᶦⁿᵍ ᵇᵉʰᶦⁿᵈ ᵃ ᶜᵉʳᵗᵃᶦⁿ ˡᵒᵒᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᶦʳᵉᶜᵗˡʸ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ˡᶦᶠᵉ.

ᴵ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ᶠᶦⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵘᶜᵏ ᶦˢ ᶦⁿ ᵃ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶦᵈᵏ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵘᶜᵏʸ ᶦᵗˢ ⁿᵒ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ.

ᴵ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ᶠᶦⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒⁿⁿʸ ᶦⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵇᶦʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵃˡˢᵒ ˢᵗᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ.

ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃ ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ʳᵘⁿⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵐᶦⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒʳʳᶦᵈᵒʳ ᴵ ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᶠᵃˢᵗ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᶦᵈ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉˢᵏ.

'ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ, ᴵ ᵈᶦᵈ ⁿᵒᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ, ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵒʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʰᵉʳᵉ'

ᴵ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍˢ ᵗʳʸᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵐʸ ᵈᵘᵐᵇᵃˢˢ ᵈᶦᵈⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵒᵗᶦᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴱᴸᴱᶜᵀᴿᴵᶜᴵᵀʸ ᴵˢ ᴳᴼᴵᴺᴳ ᴰᴼᵂᴺ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴵᵀˢ ᴵᴺ ²⁷% ᵀᶠ, ᵂᴴʸ ᵂᴼᵁᴸᴰ ˢᴼᴹᴱᴼᴺᴱ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴬᴺ ᴱᴸᴱᶜᵀᴿᴵᶜ ᴰᴼᴼ⁻ ᵒᵏ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵂᴴʸ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴬ ᴹᴱᵀᴬᴸ ᴼᴿ ᴵᴿᴼᴺ ᴰᴼᴼᴿ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴷᴱᴱᴾˢ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳˢ ᴼᵁᵀ.

ᴵ ᵇʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʳᶦᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᶦᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶠʳᵉᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʷᵒʳᵏ ˢᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᴵ'ᵐ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃ⁻

ᵀʰ⁻ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳ... ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ʷʰᶦᶜʰ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵐᵉᵃⁿˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳˢ ᵃʳ⁻

ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢᵒᵘⁿᵈᵉᵈ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ ᵇᵒˣ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ, ᴵ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃˢ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵃ ʰᵉᵃᵛʸ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᶦⁿᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ, ᴵ ᵖᵉᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᵃˡᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ʰᶦᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃʳ ˡᵒᵒᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᶦʳᵉᶜᵗˡʸ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁿᵃᵖ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᶠᶦⁿᵍᵉʳ ʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ᶠᵃᶦⁿᵗᵉᵈ.

(Skippy)

ᴵ ʷᵒᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ ᶦⁿ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿᶦᵐᵃᵗʳᵒⁿᶦᶜˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᶦᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ˢᶦᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ, ᴵ ᵗʳᶦᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᶦⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ˢʰᵃʳᵖ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵘᵗ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵖᵉˢ.

ᵁⁿᵗᶦˡ ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ʰᶦᵐ ᶜᵒᵐᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵒʷᵃʳᵈˢ ᵐᵉ, ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵃˡˡᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ, ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃⁿ ᶦⁿᶜʰ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ.

"Hello there what's your name"

... ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵐᶠ ˡᶦᵗᵉʳᵃˡˡʸ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵏᶦᵈⁿᵃᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᶦˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʷᶦᵗʰ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ᴾᴸᴱᴬˢ⁻

"ᴹʸ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ᶦˢ ʸ/ⁿ"

"Y/n? Well what a wonderful name"

'ᴺᵒᵗ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵗʰᵒ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᵐᵘᶜʰ '.

"I'm Freddy Fazbear but you can call me Freddy"

'ᴰᶦᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵃˢᵏ'

"ᵀʰᵃᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵃ ⁿᶦᶜᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵘᵐ ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸ ʷʰʸ ᵈᶦᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᶦᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃᶦʳ"

"Oh yo- you see I really like you y/n, ever since that

encounter"

'ᴱⁿᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ? ᴵ ᴶᵁˢᵀ ˢᵀᴬᴿᴱᴰ ᴬᵀ ʸᴼᵁ'

"... ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᵇᵘ⁻"

" and I thought to myself 'I know we will kill her' but there was this thing about you that stood out to me"

'ᵂᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵏᶦᵖ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵖᵃʳᵗ '

"So I decided that to make you mine and that NOBODY... takes you away from me, so I decided to make you one of us"

ᴴᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵐᵗʸ ᵃⁿᶦᵐᵃᵗʳᵒⁿᶦᶜ ˢᵘᶦᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᶦ ʳᵉᵃˡᶦᶻᵉᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ, ʰᵉ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵖᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ˢᶜʳᵉᵃᵐᶦⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵗᵗᵒᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ˡᵘⁿᵍˢ, ᵏᶦᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗʳʸᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒᶠᶠ ʰᶦˢ ᵍʳᶦᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᶦᵉ.

"ᵂᴬᴵᵀ ᶠᴿᴱᴰᴰʸ ᴸᴵˢᵀᴱᴺ ᵀᴼ ᴹᴱ ᴾᴸᴱᴬˢᴱ!!"

"Hmm"

"ᴴᴼᵂ ᴬᴮᴼᵁᵀ ᴵᴺˢᵀᴱᴬᴰ ᴼᶠ ᴾᵁᵀᵀᴵᴺᴳ ᴹᴱ ᴵᴺ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ˢᵁᴵᵀ ⱽᴵˢᴵᵀ ʸᴼᵁ ᴱⱽᴱᴿʸᴰᴬʸ ᵁᴺᵀᴵᴸ ᴵᵀˢ ⁶ᴾᴹ!?!"

"How doo-ooo I know you won't leave me"

"ᴵ ᵖʳᵒᵐᶦˢᵉ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˡᶦᵉ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵃˡˡ ʷᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠʳᶦᵉⁿᵈˢ"

" friends?....Hmm okay but if you try to escape or leave anyhow I will kill you and everyone you love"

"ᴼᵏᵃʸ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵍᵒ"

ᴴᵉ ᵈʳᵒᵖ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ʰᶦˢ ˢᵘʳᵖʳᶦˢᶦⁿᵍˡʸ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗᶦᶠᵘˡ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵉʸᵉˢ.

ᴴᵉ ˢᵃᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶦᵍⁿᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᶦᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉ ᵇᵃˢᶦᶜᵃˡˡʸ ᵗᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ

ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᴵ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵛᶦˢᶦᵗ ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵈᵃʸ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵐʸ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᶠʳᶦᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒ ᴵ ᵈᶦᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ˢᵃᶦᵈ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵏᶦˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ.

ᴵ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ʰᵒʷ ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍˢ ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸ'ˢ ᶜᵃᵖᵃᵇˡᵉ ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᵈᵒ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ˢᶦⁿᶜᵉ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᶦᶠ ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈʸ ˢᵗᵒᵖˢ ᵐᵉ.

but did he really mine it? After our friendship?.

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I hope you enjoyed this I'm going to continue just doing oneshots of random people ♡ have a nice day

[samuelfisk]

[ 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐊 ] . . . ᵂᴼᴿᴷ ᴬᵀᵀᴵᴿᴱ

[smilestab]

FAKE, i’m just a puppet in your play. you pull the strings and i OBEY, high--that oxytocin hit me just right. it’s counterfeit. ZOMBIE, ZOMBIE, could it be a hex? CAUGHT ME, CAUGHT ME, you took another victim. MERCY, MERCY, put me in check with your hands wrapped ‘round my neck. i can’t breathe at the thought of you. it’s a TELEKINETIC issue. set me free, i’ve been caught in you. overcome with a heartsick voodoo.

              INDIE LEGION/FRANK MORRISON OF DEAD BY DAYLIGHT, WRITTEN BY EVIE.

[mostlydeadallday]

exposed

Her sibling’s shell was gone where the infection had been—disintegrated by the corrosive light, leaving nothing but scarred, pockmarked skin. It looked tender, and when Hornet touched it they twitched, moving their shoulder away from her claws by a thread's-breadth.

“I'm sorry,” she murmured, and lowered her hand but continued to stare, tilting her head to see their back. The structure of their body beneath the charcoal-colored skin was clearly visible, knobs of joints and ropes of withered muscle shifting as they breathed. She had never seen a creature without their shell—besides soft-bodied bugs like the shamans, who had never had one to begin with. Looking at the ridges and craters in their shoulder made her own skin twitch uncomfortably, remembering the infection pulsing and throbbing there.

She looked away. “I’ll wrap this in silk before you put your cloak on,” she said, already spinning a thicker, softer thread than the ones she normally used. She twined it round her fingers in a butterfly shape; she hadn't thought to bring any spools with her. “It should protect what's exposed and keep the fabric from irritating it. Your shell may grow back with time.”

She hoped.

ᴹᴬᴵᴺ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ • ᴹʸ ᵂᴿᴵᵀᴵᴺᴳ

[blcodiedfists]

ella tag dump & STAT PAGE !

[mahbubmishima23]

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[satrs]

᥊ꪮ᥊ꪮ

SYNOPSIS; NSFW Headcanons with the bllk guy’s official fetishes!

FEATURING; ISAGI YOICHI. ITOSHI SAE. KUNIGAMI RENSUKE. KARASU TABITO.

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI. sub!reader(not in Karasu's). thigh fucking. doggy. biting(kunigami). size kink(kunigami). dirty talk. nicknames(brat, slut, gorgeous girl,). degradation(in Sae's). praise(in Kunigami's) handjob(Karasu). Blowjob(Karasu). no dom/sub dynamics in Karasu's.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+[proplayers]!

ISAGI YOICHI.

Yoichi was about to go crazy.

Seeing you in that short skirt, your thighs sensually rubbing together with each step you took caused the man to change into high-attentive-mode, not to mention how inviting they looked when you sat down, the plush of your thighs not helping his growing bulge at all.

And the worst part of it, you knew. You knew how worked up he got over your exposed thighs, a shit-eating grin on your face as you tortured him with your teasing antics.

So when you both got home and he immediately threw you onto the bed, hiking your legs up and pressing them together before pushing his aching length through them, head falling back in utter relief, could you blame him?

"Always such a fuckin' tease," The head of his cock caught onto your clothed clit with each movement of his hips, your head clouded in lust, eyes fluttering shut.

Your hips bucked up in need of friction, earning a scolding 'tsk' from him. "'Ichi, please, need you in me." You earned a breathy laugh from the man, his hands firmly gripping your hips, holding you down. "Think I'll fuck you after you teased me all day? Don't act dumb."

His movements picked up, mind growing hazy as he watched his cock head poke out of your pressed-together thighs, pre serving as lube, a hiss escaping his mouth.

He wouldn't let you get it just yet, first, he had to cover your thighs in his cum first before he would ruin your insides and grab your thighs roughly, flesh gushing out of the gaps of his hands.

A harsh slap to the side of your thigh echoed, robbing a yelp from your lips while Yoichi pressed a light kiss to your ankle, grinning against it.

"You know exactly what needy brats like you get."

ITOSHI SAE.

There was no time when Sae would deny some good ass, especially not yours.

He was like putty in your hands once you climb onto his lap, grinding your hips down onto his crotch playfully, earning a content hum from the red-haired man.

He took a handful of your ass, eyes peaking over your shoulder to catch a glimpse of your rear, eyes widening at the sight of your laced panties, lace hugging your cheek so sensually, his eyes soon clouded in lust.

You let out a huff once he threw you onto the bed, capturing your bottom lip between your teeth at his words. "Ass up." You complied, arching your back to showcase your behind further, wiggling it in a teasing manner.

Sae was quick to get behind you, the palm of his hand roughly coming down to your ass, a grin on his face as you shriek in his hold. Excitement rushed through your body as you heard Sae's pants fall to his ankles, his fingers pushing your now wet panties to the side. "All wet from just one slap? Dirty slut."

A cry of pleasure escaped you as you felt his fat tip bullying its way past your entrance, thighs clenching. His hands firmly grip your cheeks and spread them apart, intensely observing how his dick disappeared inside your fluttering hole.

He returned a grunt to your whines and cries, hips smacking against your ass, his sounds growing in volume as he watched your cheeks jiggle with each snap of his hips, another smack against your ass echoing through the room.

His head threw back momentarily once you eagerly move your ass against his thrusts, eyes shooting back to where his cock sank inside of you, realizing that his release is nearing.

"Just like that, throw that ass back."

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE.

nape of neck

He just can't help it.

He can't help but let his hands creep behind your neck while you cuddle up to him, or let his head fall into the crook of your neck, adoring it with wet kisses.

"You're so perfect," A strangled moan flew past your lips as he lifts you up by your throat, your back firmly against his chest and hands propped up against the wall as your knees buckled with each thrust against your ass. "My gorgeous girl."

"Ren' 'm so full", you slurred out between strangled moans, a yelp leaving your lips once his teeth sank down the nape of your neck, hips snapping into yours at a mind-numbing speed. "Yeah?"

He lifted his head from your neck, his hand sneaking down your legs to rub your plumb clit. "Filling my princess up real good, huh?" Mouth agape, you nod, head hanging low as you catch a glimpse of what is happening between your legs, back arching off his chest.

This exposed your neck even more to him, animalistic growl leaving his lips as his lips attack your neck again, curses falling from his lips as his hips stuttered.

A loud moan from you snapped him out of his trance, head lifting to examine your face. "Always so good to me", he panted into the crook of your neck, nearing his release.

You clamp down on him, earning a hiss from him in return as he angled his hips to reach impossibly deeper inside of you, the outline of his cock visible on your tummy.

"You're gonna cum for me? C'mon, let go. Show me what you got."

KARASU TABITO.

voice/way of speaking

"You're gonna cum already?" He tried to hide his face behind his hand in embarrassment, a low growl leaving his lips as your hand tightens around his leaking cock, your tongue licking off his pre.

" Whaddya think when yer talking to me like that", he gasped when your hand fondled his balls while you eagerly suck at his tip, plopping off with an almost pornographic sound.

"Hm? How do I talk?" You looked up at him, an innocent facade attached to your face, hand stroking his twitching length even faster. He bit his lip in desperation, abs tensing up as he already felt his incoming orgasm at the base of his cock, panting heavily. "I can feel you twitching in my mouth. Is it that good? You like it when I talk to you like that, don't you?"

"Yer gonna be the death of me." You softly giggled, your mouth back on his cock as his sinful sounds only grew in volume. Eyes hanging low, he watched his cock disappear into your mouth almost completely, before you got up to the tip, bopping your head again. And if that wasn't enough, your voice filling his ears like sweet honey, such sinful words leaving your lips but still- your voice had that innocent and almost angelic undertone, the complete opposite of what left your mouth. He was about to go insane.

He couldn't take it any longer, his fingers finding their way to your hair, tight grip on them as he pushed your head down to the base, cumming right down your throat with you choking around him.

A broken cry of pleasure flew past his lips whilst he slightly rutted his hips up to draw out his high, a big grin plastered on his face after he pulled you off of his cock, your gorgeous face a complete mess, voice hoarse.

"A pity I stuffed yer mouth full. Love that pretty voice of yer's."

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[ask-the-monochrome-tellyhead]

Wait, if negs is scared of his screen being shattered, why dont we get him a screen protector so that he can take a hit with a hammer and get away with his actual screen intact?

{Negative looked at you curiously.} “ᴰ-ᴰᴼᴱˢ ᴵᵀ ᴬᶜᵀᵁᴬᴸᴸᵞ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ ᴸᴵᴷᴱ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ?” {He asked, he wanted to feel safe.}

[atinytreasures]

ᴸᴵᵀᵀᴸᴱ ᴹᴼᴼᴺᴵᴱ🧸 ᵁᴳᴳᴳᴴᴴᴴ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ ᴵˢ ᴮᴼᴿᴵᴺᴳ!!

[smilestab]

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