#💦 writings

[k0komis]

❦ Control ❦

Pairing: Tartaglia, Dottore, Pantalone and Pierro with Fem-Bodied!Reader (separately)

Synopsis: You belong only to them, and how do they make sure you can't escape? Contains bonus NS.FT for every character.

Warnings: MINORS BEGONE | Yandere themes, Manipulation, Dark Content, Dub-Con, Sexual Content, Misuse of Medicine (Dottore), Financial Dependency (Pantalone), Breeding (Pantalone), Kidnapping (Tartaglia), Unhappy Relationship, Pierro's one is vague because there's not much canon stuff about his personality

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.｡.:*♡ It takes no words to know that Pierro is dangerous. He'll tell you about how dangerous the world is, and then he'll remind you that he's worse. You can't run away from him. It's instilled in your very being that no matter where you hide, he will find you and dig his claws deeper and deeper into you. His presence is enough to make you cower in fear of what might happen if you disobey him.

.｡.:*♡ Every time you have sex with him feels like he's devouring you. He's extremely silent, he neither degrades not praises you. He knows what he wants and will take it from you whether you like it or not. He's big and he knows it, he also knows it's painful for you to fit around him, but look into those scarred eyes of his and you'll know he enjoys your pain.

.｡.:*♡ Truth be told, Dottore hates the thought of losing you. You were the most beautiful specimen he's seen, the most detailed book he's every touched. And he wants to keep you to himself, for eternity. So if you find your health rapidly decline, to the point you have to depend on another human being, know it's the Doctor. He'll make you terribly sick and then spend hours tending and curing you. Just accept his thoughtfulness already, not like you'd last a second without another one of his syringes piercing your veins.

.｡.:*♡ Oh how he loves seeing you shiver in his arms from the aphrodisiacs he just gave you. He loves your squeezing your eyes shut and trying to not give yourself in to what your body wants. His grip on your hips were cold and demanding, travelling lower and lower with every single second. He shushed your whines, licking away the sweat collecting at your jawline. He felt excited, thinking about just how adorable you were completely dependent on him. You need him for your pleasure too! And all that excitement was travelling straight down to his crotch. He would cup your ass, whispering sweetly in your ears about how you need to pleasure him first to receive his kindness.

.｡.:*♡ The Regrator is a master tactician. Pantalone knows the exact way to keep you with him, and he had kept his patience and built up to this very moment. The harbinger had been sponsoring your every move, sabotaging any methods through which you could've earned for yourself. He makes sure you feel indebted to him, and worship him for the kindness he shows you. And every time a spark of hesitation shows up in you? He'll threaten to cut off any money he's giving you- He'll remind you of your family who won't be able to provide fir themselves in this snowy land. He loves you to the depths of abyss, and being your sugar daddy both helps you out and keeps you bound to him.

.｡.:*♡ Pantalone loves seeing your tearful eyes as his dick is rearranging your guts. He loves how you're unable to complain as your simply paying him back. He scolds you for not being used to his affection yet, considering how many times you two had sex. He promises to fill you up- and he'll say that as if he's doing you a favour - and he'll tell about how you don't have to worry about the expenses of having a child. After all, even if you dared to leave him, you're not heartless enough to abandon a child, are you?

.｡.:*♡ Tartaglia never understood why you seem to be scared of him. He thought you were fragile, so he took his time to be protective of you. What do you mean that man wasn't threatening you and he needn't kill him? Soon after one point, he was getting tired of you trying to shove him away. He simply decided to take you to his homeland and keep you safe in his quarters. He silenced all your pleas and cries with affectionate kisses, raking his fingers through your hair as you sobbed on his lap.. Snezhnaya was a little harsh to newcomers- but he was sure you'd adapt in a few weeks. But this nation also helped him in a way- you'd never be able to escape without the help of Fatui. And which Fatui would disobey a harbinger?

.｡.:*♡ He loved tying you up. There was something that made him feral seeing you struggle against your bonds. He felt proud of himself for finally making you his. There was no where you could go to now, and nothing could possibly hurt you- except him, that is. He had promised you that he'd always entertain you, and he proved so with his dick. But strangely, he'd always ask for your consent first. A little something that made it feel like you still have an ounce of freedom left. Though it's hard to ascertain if it has any ulterior motive or not.

.｡.:*♡ (Bonus) Tartaglia was like a lovesick puppy. Though he kept you locked, he'd always beg for your affection. He never forced anything on you. He'd sit down beside you and tell you about all the hardships he has faced in his life, and sometimes he'd even borrow your shoulder to cry on. It like... He wants someone to give him time, and since no one in his childhood did, he forced that responsibility onto you- in exchange for keeping you 'safe'.

[becca-e-barnes]

I’m literally drooling over the thought of sensitive Bucky whimpering and whining while fucking your tits and thighs he’s so pathetic and needy all he wants is to make you feel good and to fill you with his cum even if it overstimulates him

Okay, tit fucking is great and all but thigh fucking is SO underrated in my humble opinion. Could just be the fact I've got a small chest though lmao

It's so fun when you're already really into it and the insides of your thighs are all slick. I feel like Bucky would lose it, getting to see your face and look in your eyes and enjoy your body.

It's a nice one to do while laid on your side, facing each other. Although the angle isn't quite right for him to slip inside you, it's fun to explore the other ways your bodies can steal pleasure from one another.

"This isn't going to work, sweetheart." You can't help but laugh, having already tried everything you can think of to make the height difference work. There's no way to keep this romantic and intimate in that position because there's just no chance of aligning your bodies properly to allow him to press inside you.

"Maybe not. But it feels nice anyway." His eyes flutter shut, gliding his dick over the smooth, soft, warm insides of your thighs, encouraged by how slick and easy your arousal makes the movement.

You adjust yourself to bring your other thigh on top of his length, closing him in on both sides.

You're wet enough that friction doesn't impede his movement too much and there's something oddly romantic about it. Maybe it's his hand smoothing the back of your head or his other hand up your back, pulling your body closer to his.

It's so intimate, watching his face as he whines your name, rutting senselessly against your thighs. The little flush to his cheeks is beautiful and you can't resist kissing the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. The thick duvet on top of you both, coupled with your combined body heat means the room is far hotter than you'd planned.

You take a second to reach between your bodies, spreading your wet folds and readjusting his length, letting him drag his cock against your neglected clit with each stroke and oh, that's pretty mind-blowing.

"O-oh my God." He whines, desperately fucking himself against your wet cunt, rather than into it. It's a different kind of pleasure to being inside you and while they're not comparable sensations, it doesn't stop this from feeling fantastic.

"Fuck, that's good." You groan, rolling your hips to meet his. Your fingers dip between you once more, gathering some of your slick arousal, using it to glide your fingertips over the underside of his shaft and over his balls.

"Holy shit, that's - fuck." Bucky's hardly got a coherent thought left in his head. He's closed in on both sides by your wet, soft thighs and now your fingers are giving him a different sensation underneath while pressing him against your soaked sex.

"I know, baby. Feels good, doesn't it?" Your fingertips trail lightly back and forth over the underside of his shaft, focusing on the inch or so beneath the tip.

"I can't... I need to cum." He groans, thrusting frantically, clinging to your body to keep you close. Within a few seconds, you feel his dick pulse under your fingertips, his cum coating the inside of your thighs in hot, thick, messy spurts.

He doesn't waste a second, kissing your forehead before kissing your neck and whispering "Good girl. Now let me watch you get yourself off with my cum on your fingertips."

[visionsofmagic]

day 4: uchiha obito [mutual masturbation]

࿓ synopsis • you can’t deny the desire you have for obito and you want to show it.

―❦ nsfw, akatsuki member!obito, watching, voyeurism, pet names, humiliaton, day dreaming (kinda), masturbation, fingering, neck holding, cum eating, swearing, ordering, power play (a little), shinobi!reader, f!reader. • 1.9k • so fun to write this maniac yet broken man, love him soo much, much favorite character from naruto beside kakashi. enjoy! [kinktober m.]

he is a wanted former shinobi, a danger to all nations, and you’re just someone he knows from the past he can’t get his mind off. 

it’s always like this; he leaves the others, the world behind the moment the sun disappears, and the shining stars lighten the sky up in the night of the hidden leaf. he comes here – comes to you. he knows you wait for him because the same circle of events happened for at least 2 years now. he stays behind the tree, behind your door’s windows yet gazes on inside, traveling on your body, watching every movement, and having a peaceful – even paradise, away from the cruel world behind him.

it’s simple – maybe it isn’t but he doesn’t care; he just likes to sit on a tree, and see the sight before him – you while cooking, reading, laughing at something you watch or read, playing with your hair, sometimes pouting – cute, he thinks, and he finds them enjoyable because it is you – the only person he sees entirely, he seeks and he misses. 

however, this night isn’t simple, it’s complex – he realizes even before coming here, finding you sitting on the edge of your bed, the window is wide open, the wind of the hidden leaf flows into your room, a few things fly from here to there including your hair. you seem as if you don’t notice any of it – you don’t, he can say, after with the arrival of his presence, you only focus on him.

you don’t look, eyes still on the wall in front of you, hands between your thighs, the marks of heat you have are visible on your body that is lighted below the gleam of the moon.

obito isn’t blind, no, he has an eye to see clearly, even under the dark light of the night, even from that far. the vision helps him to witness the scene before him with magnificent quality and detail.

he isn’t dumb either – can be the most intelligent man in the whole world. you know it, you always tell him how smart he is, catching little details, especially when it comes to you. he remembers the moments you were surprised when he understood gestures even though you can’t realize what you’re doing, so when he comes here, he doesn’t waste a second time to gather enough knowledge about what is going on.

he leaves a deep chuckle under his mask, a hand stays on one of the branches of the tree he is sitting on, “what a silly girl,” he says, head tilting to the side when you close your eyes, opening them again, and taking a deep breath.

with the knowledge of what you will do next, he gets excited – only you can make him feel this kind of emotion with the rest of the others including lust. he doesn’t have to be smart to get the hints; his girl – he likes to call you that, sitting on the bed, a thin white night dress you chose to wear that shows your entire body underneath it – hardened nipples because of both the cold night and him are visible, exposed thighs clenching together, and a bottle of oil standing on the bed, beside you.

it isn’t surprising that you are naughty and horny, wanting to create a show only obito can witness to. you tried this before, maybe more innocent, but you did. however, obito can’t deny that this one is far more different than the previous ones. his rapid breaths prove him right and when you take another deep breath, he sees determination in your sparkling eyes, and it catches him off the ground when you suddenly change your position.

now you sit right in front of the open window – him. he can see you directly – not your side profile. if you look up, he knows your eyes will be in contact with each other.

you don’t anyway. your eyes focus on your thigh, opening them wider, slowly, you pick up the dress until your soaked pussy can be seen – he holds his voice low when he leaves a growl, hand grips the brunch tighter, head tilts forward to see it closer – “oh maker,” he says, “what a beautiful pussy!”

he knows you hear him because your cheeks begin to burn with redness, hands squeeze the fabric of your dress, eyes half-closed. 

he waits for you to move on – to give him more – he’s needy; the desire to come into your room and have you under him right away is pleasing to the ear, however, he wants to wait, you prepared for him after all. he wants to see how far his good girl can go.

two fingers get inside your wet mouth, the tongue licks them from tip to toe – his cock twitch with lust; that wet fingers travel down to your pussy, standing on your folds and playing with them, slowly enough to drive him crazy.

he expects you to put your fingers inside that fleshy pussy of yours yet you have a different plan; your left-hand finds the thin strap of the dress as the other stays still, playing with the folds, earning low lewd sounds mixing with your rapid breaths. 

taking off the straps from your shoulders, it falls into your abdomen in a smooth motion, hardened nipples and the cute flesh of your breasts are revealed, making obito’s hand find his clothed cock under the cloak of akatsuki. another growl goes out of his parted and dry lips, he licks them to feel wet as if his lips taste your pussy, kneeling down and eating it out.

somehow his mind goes all dizzy, taking functions of moving from his brain, filling it with you who starts to play with hardened nipples, squeezing them from time to time – low moans leave your opened mouth that obito wants to put his cock into – for another day, he thinks.

he needs to live this moment and enjoy it at the highest level.

after quite a foreplay with your breasts – squeezing, slapping, licking them, you have obito in a state of a needy man whose mind is full of lust, brown eye activates the sharingan because he never wants to forget, the cloak is long forgotten under his feet, cock is standing inside his palm, precum licking from it.

the fingers finally enter your pussy in one go, the head is thrown back, a scream can be heard, minds lose themselves, and sin remains behind.

it’s feels so wrong and so right at the same time; neither of you cares yet the feeling of it drives both of you mad. hunger for one to another rising up with a dangerous rate in sync with your fingers going and out of your now wetter pussy, lewd sounds filling the room travel inside to outside until it reaches the man who jerking himself off while reaching euphoria closer owing to the sight he watches; wide open legs, pussy clenching around the fingers that give pleasure – but he knows well that he is one of your ultimate pleasure givers by only staring at your nearly naked body, eyes blurry, mouth half-open, breasts bouncing in rhythm.

“fuck -!” he swears under his breath, close to the edge like you, hand getting faster. “pretty –“ he says louder, wanting it to reach your ears, and it does. “my pretty girl, go on, give me –“ 

nodding to him, you lower your head down so that you look at each other. 

eye to eye, breath to breath, heart to heart – you see the red eye he has, taking your breath away, and an idea pops inside your mind when you can’t see the lower part of his body. you guess what he’s doing under there but you need to see it, so, you chuckle, teasing him, “oh, my greedy pretty boy, can’t handle watching me like this?” it is a question, indeed, but it doesn’t feel like it. “come closer,” you say, ass moves until you reach the middle of the bed, getting away from him to provoke him. it’s unfair that he can see your pussy yet you can’t see his cock. “please –“ you say, close to the edge, “ooohh, obito –!”

without any control of the body, he moves on his own with the help of eagerness, jumping to the window fast enough to make you rethink your plan once again. the idea vanishes into thin air when your eyes connect with him; standing with his glory, he sits on the edge of the window, the mask is still on but the eye – oh that hazardous eye that can end lives gives life to you now, hands stay on the thighs to show off his thick and long cock – and yes, you open your eyes wider when you see it, precum is all over it. you have to fight with the urge of kneeling down on the ground and taking it into your mouth, sucking it, licking it so that he can fuck you with all that wetness afterward – 

“pretty,” he says after chuckling deeply, taking your mind all to himself – to his presence. “move your fingers,” he orders, sounds deep and sending chills down your spine. you wait no more, readjusting the fingers, going back to the rhythm and rate you had – the difference this time is that you witness how his hand rubbing his cock, up and down, giving a weakness to you that you merely have the power to continue.

want to make him cum, make a mess, wins – you get up on your knees, rising on the bed, three fingers giving you pleasure as you bounce below them, breasts bouncing, acting like it’s his cock you’re bouncing on – riding, you moan his name, “aggh -! o – oohh –obito! please,” you don’t know what you’re begging for, neither he is – maybe a bit yet you go on screaming his name, pleases wandering around the room, eyes look at his eye and his cock, a hand holding your breasts from time to time and a sin blooms in the night.

then, he says, “fucking cum.” and you do, your own cum dripping into your fingers – to the sheets, and his white semen flows into his long fingers, ending on the floor.

getting weak – exhausted, you sit down, hands on the bed, looking up, taking a sip of achievement because you drove him mad – too needy, too greedy – and ended up masturbating with you.

a smile appears on your face, he comes closer, and he tilts his head, pointing to your mouth, “open your mouth,” he sounds bossy, alerting you that if you don’t do what he tells you, you will end up in a situation that you face with real menace side of obito, so, you open your dry mouth due to all that moans, and he puts his fingers that full of semen into it. his free hand caresses your hand as you suck his fingers off, bitter taste of the semen that belongs to obito burns the throat – you want more. “my good girl, did that all for me? and even cleaning the mess she caused,” he chuckles, fingers roaming on the lips, hand now holding the neck, kneeling down closer, the eye sparkles – turning the room into the new setting of sin which will bloom sooner than you thought, “will take care of that wet pussy after I fuck this beautiful mouth of yours. will fill all holes with my cum to reward you for the show, my special whore.”

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina ! special thanks. 🎆

[tagging is open!]

[thepastdied]

You're half asleep while laying your head on bestfriend!Eddie's lap and watching a movie. You're thinking of sucking him off, and you end up nuzzling your face into his dick, pulling it out when it gets hard and lazily sucking him off. He's in complete shock but ends up helping you move your head cause you're so sleepy, rolling it slowly back and forth as he grinds up into your mouth and babbles

[archonsabyss]

Wriothesley Royal Au (Manhwa Edition) where he's the feared / renounced cold Duke of the North, hired by the King to bodyguard you (the semi-neglected royal), ONLY no one actually knows he's the Duke of the North hence they assume he's just an ordinary mercenary (the best of the best)

The king is Manhwa stereotypical, mistreats you only to have a hidden protective motive that it's for your safety. The King may be a King, but he's stripped of his power, a puppet caught in the web of the corrupted (Nobles & His Mistress)

Wriothesley has a cold front but is really just a very chilled dude with unmatchable skills, mis interpreted, and cautious. So he finds himself heart and mind centered in the Palace which he's despised all his life, protecting you, the person he was originally going to kidnap only to have the greatest idea of marrying you just to piss off your damned step brother' and his best friend who is weirdly obsessed with you (in a very scarily annoying way)

Yet, instead, he finds himself hiding his identity and playing the role of your bodyguard. Falling in love First and falling hard, following your every step like a lost puppy with murderous skills of a merciless killer :D

Imagine all the little soft fluffy moments the build up of this relationship could give us! All the tension! All the hot jealous and possessive (in a non toxic way)! Because in my head wrioth is a red flag to everyone BUT you ❤️🥹

[mrsoharaa]

Oh, Miggy won’t pay attention to you? My dear…do the “removing my towel in front of my spouse” trend in front of him and let’s see how fast he’ll stray away from work and get impeccably desperate for YOU. uwu 🎀✨

[babyjackdaniels]

[roseschoices]

˗ˏˋ cute dividers for writing . ´ˎ˗

pink ⭑ red ⭑ blue ⭑ [purple/soon] ⭑ [green/soon] ⭑ [orange/soon] ⭑ [yellow/soon] ⭑ [bonus/soon]

▸ made by me / free to use / likes, rb and comments are appreciated! / enjoy. *kiss*

[suspendingtime]

Jonathan Bailey: Just Add Water

🧜🏻‍♂️💦🌊🏊🏻‍♂️🐟

Source: Instagram, @jbayleaf, 10 Jan '23 | Inspo: Zac from H2O spin-off

[k0komis]

❦ Having a Lover sensitive to Cold ❦

Pairing: Reader with Cyno, Ajax and Dottore (separate)

Warnings: Established Relationships, Fluff, A sprinkle of Angst on Ajax's part, Dottore being a little mean <3

Synopsis: Winter is coming and I keep getting sick so had to write something self-indulgent.

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.｡.:*♡ Deserts get incredibly cold at night. While you stayed in the warm comforts of Aaru village, your boyfriend, Cyno, was busy being the General Mahamatra.

.｡.:*♡ He rarely got time to spend the nights with you. But not to worry! He'd always visit you in the morning to get your specially crafted lunch for him. Oh how he adored you.

.｡.:*♡ Once he took a leave from his job, wanting to spend time with you. It was your birthday week, after all. He stood outside your door, gently knocking on it.

.｡.:*♡ He was shocked to see you when you opened the door. You were wrapped head to toe in the thickest of blankets, and your nose was flushed from the cold.

.｡.:*♡ Cyno barged in immediately, concerned about your health. You laughed and informed him that this was your condition every night. Seeing his not-so-convinced look, you invited him to cuddle with you.

.｡.:*♡ It was incredibly amusing to see him get flustered. Nevertheless, he agreed and you to spent the night cuddled together in bed, his embrace keeping you warm.

.｡.:*♡ He had already made up his mind to spend more time with you during the nights.

"Cyno!" You gasped as your boyfriend pressed his face down on your neck. His hands were snaked tightly around your waist.

"Come're" He murmured as he turned you to face him. He peppered kisses all on your face, focusing on the sensitive tip of your nose.

"Is this warming you?" He asked cheekily.

You wrapped your hand around his neck, bringing him close to your chest. Giving him a kiss on his head, you whispered, "Thankyou..."

The nights get more bearable with him around. Still you don't understand how he could run around half naked in this weather.

.｡.:*♡ You were Dottore's personal assassin, taking care of the dirty jobs that would waste his time. Not only that, you two have also been in a dedicated relationship for quite a few years now, unable to marry because of your Fatui duties.

.｡.:*♡ But working in Snezhnaya's winters was a difficult job. You could, carry out your task, but you'd return to your doctor boyfriend with a horrible cold and add to his patients.

.｡.:*♡ Though Dottore himself didn't mind, he'd poke you about being weak to cold, even though you were born and brought up in Snezhnaya. He'd call you weak. At first you used to get frustrated at him, but now you'd just stick out your tongue at him.

.｡.:*♡ Now, he could send one of his assistant out to gather some materials for him, but he specifically chose you purely for his amusement.

"You know, Dottore, I think I'll have to refuse. I don't want hypothermia." You huffed, vapour coalescing around your breath. Being his partner meant you could actually say 'no' to him.

"That'd be money off your paycheck." He retorted.

You narrowed your eyes at him, amusement clear on your own features. You crossed your arms, having thought of the perfect comeback.

"Oh no, what will I do? I should've applied under Pantalone."

The Doctor opened his mouth to respond but was cut short. He frowned at you, having seemingly lost the argument.

"Aww... jealous?" You asked him.

A squeal broke out from your lips when he effortlessly picked you up by your hips. Your wrapped your legs around him and he pressed a kiss to your neck.

"You'll catch a cold if you keep your neck exposed like that."

"Oh I'm sure my talented doctor boyfriend would be able to help me out." You shrugged.

He placed you down on his work table and went off to his pantry.

"Wait there, I'll make you a warming potion." He told you.

You sat there obediently, smiling to yourself about how lucky you are to get such a caring boyfriend.

.｡.:*♡ What Ajax hated the most was losing his loved ones. That's why he was so incredibly protective of you.

.｡.:*♡ He wasn't as enamoured with the Fatui as the other harbingers, and thus he'd often bring you along to his missions- you being a simple Akademiya scholar.

.｡.:*♡ He was very hesitant to bring you to Snezhnaya. He thought his homeland was to cruel and merciless for a innocent angel like you.

.｡.:*♡ But you were very insistent to see Snezhnaya, the beautiful snowy land. And so he felt the urge to keep you happy and bring you to Snezhnaya.

.｡.:*♡ You had shyly told him that you were very sensitive to cold, and if it was reasonable for you to go to his homeland. Ajax had only smiled and told you to not worry about anything while you were with him.

.｡.:*♡ He had arranged some Fatui members under his command to stay close by the two of you so that no harm came your way.

.｡.:*♡ Still your hands and face had turned worryingly cold three steps into the snowscape.

"Babe! Let me carry you, please." Your boyfriend, Ajax, whispered into your ear. He was grabbing your hand, feeling the cold seep through the gloves.

You shook your head, resting your hands on either side of his face. His eyes widened at your gesture, unsure of what you were about to do.

"Ajax, I'm all right. my body just reacts this way to the cold." You consoled him.

He looked unsure, but trusted you. He quickly leaned in, placing a warm kiss on your lips. You deepened the kiss, wrapping your arms around his nape to balance yourself. You felt being stared at by the Fatui underlings, but nothing mattered to you when your boyfriend was with you.

The warm feeling in your heart from his affection stood out in a stark contrast with the cold landscape of Snezhnaya. Both were beautiful, just in their own ways.

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[Art] Temptation

Artist: DeadPrince || Source: ♡

⌚ PG commissioned the artist for the 6th anniversary event ⌚

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[jebefairylake]

fei's thirsty thoughts 💭💦 #3

idea by: @lacecovered, divider by: @cafekitsune

warnings: fingering, squirting, praise, pet names (baby)

you sat on ricky's lap, without your panties on as he fingered you at an insane speed, the way the tip of his fingers managed to find the most sensitive spot inside your core made you dive into intense pleasure.

the pleasure was overwhelming, you tried pulling ricky's arm away but it didn't work, the speed of his fingers thrusting in and out of your pussy gradually increased.

the knot in your stomach tightens slowly, and when it snapped, it was very intense, which made your eyes involuntarily shut. when you regained sight, you looked down. you actually squirted and wetten the bed sheets...and ricky's designer pants.

"s-sorry...but that was...intense..." you stuttered as you apologised. "it's okay. you did great, baby." ricky said, giving you a short peck on your lips.

[ngabrashvili]

Pregnant Trepan 👀

[archonsabyss]

I need jealous smut

[laurfilijames]

[nonokoko13]

Looking for a kind soul that helps me find which font letter is this one (or similar types)