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blushweddinggowns · 2 years ago

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WIP Wednes-eekend: Summer Challenge Edition

tagged by @devondespresso 💗💗💗

The Rules

Post the file names of up to 5 of your WIPs for people to send you asks

Post a snippet of one of those WIPs

When people send you an ask with the name of one of your WIPs, write 3 lines of that WIP.

(Optional) Post the lines you wrote.

You can send multiple requests especially since this is going on through the weekend!

WIPS

1. Possibilities (Spoiler its the amnesia verse)

2. Childhood

3. Uh oh she's happening

4. Siren

5. Steddie BigBang

Snippet

From the constant struggle of Possibilities (aka The Perfect Loving Nightmare) Nsfw under the cut, you've been warned.

Robin really hadn’t been kidding about the slut thing had she?

As excited as Steve was to get back to this aspect of his life, he couldn’t help the blush that crept up his neck after studying the first photo. There he was, happy as could be in nothing but a lacy bra and panties with Eddie’s cock down his throat. He was laying flat on his back on their bed, eyes half lidded with a hand shoved down his panties while Eddie fucked his mouth.

That set was definitely a contender. But he still thought he could find something better. He kept going, stopping when he found one that put the garter belt in perspective. It was a good photo, more sensual than sexual. It was of him, in a place that he didn’t recognize. He was sitting on a window sill, head turned with a joint between his lips as he stared out into the night. He was bare chested, a line of pretty bruises trailing down from his neck to a large bite on his shoulder. His legs were crossed, clad in nothing but black stockings and a silky garter belt around his waist to hold them up.

So that’s what those were for. Seems simple enough. But he still wasn’t completely sold. He kept going, breath catching in his throat when he flipped to the next page. Looks like the weird strappy thing had been lingerie after all. But it turned out there was no trick to that one, it was just obscene. It barely even qualified as clothing, not with the skimpy straps barely covering his nipples, leading down to wrap around his thighs while doing nothing to cover his lower half. He was on his knees, back straight as he stared up at the camera, a doopy smile on his face as white spend dripped down his chest. His cock was on full display, small and dripping, trapped in his pretty red cockcage.

He looked so fucking happy. He always did, in all of them, even when he was crying. It would have been hard to believe if he hadn’t lived it. But as much of a fan as was of this particular number, he wasn’t ready for it. Even with the visual guide, he felt like he would need help getting that one on. He kept looking, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink with every page.