I need more of needy Bucky who loses control from the feeling of being inside your pussy. I need him to fuck me like a rag doll and to carry me over his shoulder around the house like his personal flesh light.
Fuck, this has always been one of my very favourites to write. I really like to imagine that he struggles to last but he can keep going after he finishes 🙈 it's my lil filthy fantasy
But imagine spending the morning in bed with him. You both wake up around 6am and you spend the first little while just touching and chatting before a couple of hours of sex. Now it's maybe around 11am and after lying there together for a while, you're both in the mood for something to eat.
You pull a robe around you and that's just about as much as you manage before Bucky's scooped you up, carrying you to the kitchen.
"You don't need to carry me everywhere!" You tease, remembering that he'd carried you up the stairs to bed last night too.
"I know. But. Carrying you means. I. Can put you. Exactly. Where. I want you." He peppers kisses over your face and neck, tenderly capturing your bottom lip between his before he sets you up on the kitchen countertop.
There's no point arguing with him so you sit there quite happily. He makes up a quick pancake mix, washes some berries from the fridge, preps the coffee machine and sets the little dining table for the two of you.
Somewhere in between, you got a little distracted, perched on the counter scrolling on your phone. You hadn't noticed the way he's looking at you.
He's so caught up in the little things; the way the light hits your shoulder, the curve of your hips, the way the silhouette of your nipples are visible against the satin robe.
"Look at you, sitting there all sweet like your cunt isn't so fucking full of me."
That's got your attention.
You squirm a little, your body fluttering at how shamelessly vulgar he's being but nothing's stopping you from doing the same.
You spread your legs, exposing the slick mess coating your inner thighs. It's a mixture of your own arousal and Bucky's cum, dripping out of your sensitive cunt.
Your fingertips trail lazily over your exposed sex, your skin glistening in the natural light before you bring your fingers to your own lips, sucking them clean, giving him a little bit of a show.
"Tastes amazing, sweetheart." You groan, noticing the growing bulge in his thin pyjama bottoms. "But I lost track of how many times you came inside me this morning. You came so deep, most of your cum won't have dripped out yet. Bet I'm still totally stuffed full."
He sinks to his knees in no time, settling his head between your thighs, breathing in the faint smell of your arousal. His tongue presses flat to your sex, trailing from your hole to your clit and back, gathering as much of your combined release as possible.
He groans, low and pathetic, allowing his tongue to dip inside you as deep as he can bury it. He savours every drop of cum he earns back from your body.
When his tongue alone isn't enough, he slips a finger into you, followed quickly by a second, curling them against your sensitive inner wall.
"Bucky baby, please don't make me cum again." You groan, your fingers tangled in his dark hair but you know he's not giving you that choice. Not when his free hand is furiously stroking his own cock, desperate to ensure that when he's finished licking his cum out of you, he can flood your cunt with another load.
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This is for me, but I thought it might be useful to others so here it is :
basically an over-20-page-long catalogue of some major Disney toons that are in the Public Domain, their associated copyright-free media, and lists of associated Disney trademarks, when applicable.
List of characters under the cut !
Toons included :
Mickey Mouse
Minnie Mouse
Pete
Oswald the Lucky Rabbit
Fanny Cottontail
Ortensia the Cat
Clarabelle Cow
Horace Horsecollar
Julius the Cat
and as a bonus :
Mad Doctor
Alice ( from the Alice Comedies )
If you noticed i went missing on January 1st, this is why !
I've been hard at work day and night on this beast of a 27-page document ( with an additional 7 sub-documents for the trademark information, if you care about that ).
This is mostly just to have everything in one place. You decide what you do with it ! ( I know what I'm doing with it hehe. )
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I feel it closing in
With every ping of my phone
Another friend wanting to talk
Or hang out
Or grab drinks
And I get it, this is what we do now
As a culture
This is how we "society"
But my introvert ass wants bed and a book
And I don't want to talk
Or be friends
Or exist
For a couple of months at least
God, I think I miss 2020
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Hi you can call me 'R' i was scrolling on tumblr bored out of my mind and seeking for some dopamine to hide how worthless i feel and i spotted your art and thought hey that's cool and looked at your blog and i vibed with your character i liked your sense of humor and art but i saw that you love L's ass and i don't like his ass honestly it's kinda flat but hey what's the worst that can happen so i followed you and i liked and reblogged your posts and i was happy but i realise it was all a trap your art is a bait to lure poor unsuspecting victims like me into your hands i no longer feel safe i can feel your eyes on me all the time every moment every day they're always staring and staring like you're looking into my soul and into my deepest fears and insecurities leaving me bare and vulnerable i want to hide from your eyes but i don't know who you are you could be anyone you could be my next door neighbor or that kid on the bus or my mom or my dog or the ants that crawl near my house I'm not safe fuck i want to hide from your eyes those creepy eyes always staring and watching so i lock all my doors to keep your presence away i shut my windows and curtains you can't see me i cut off all contact with my family you can't get to me i throw away my phone can't have you spying on me but those pesky ants they're still everywhere so i kill them kill them all to be safe but am i too late your presence is still here fuck fuck am i top late i feel your eyes are still watching and staring are you in my house in my walls in my closet under the bed under the floors and here in the same room as me shit did i lock myself in with you i need to escape need to run i can't escape where are my keys i need to unlock the door and leave you're staring you're getting closer and closer and closer i can hear the whispers SHIT WHERE ARE MY KEYS I CANT OPEN THE DOOR I NEED TO ESCAPE NEED TO GET AWAY FROM YOU WHERE ARE MY KEYS FUCK FUCK YOURE GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER AND CLOSER I NEED TO HIDE WAIT SHIT I CANT FEEL YOUR EYES ANYMORE THEYRE ALWAYS STARING WHERE ARE THEY WHERE ARE YOU FUCK WHERE IS MY-
L has the fattest ass to ever ass.
haha so true bestie
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Another dbf!bucky thought that's been bouncing around in my head recently is the thought of calling him "daddy" and him playing into how wrong it is because WOW
I've been loving the idea of him teasing you for wanting an older man. Maybe it's even just a little bit of fun back and forth about how you really should find a nice boy your own age and it's wrong for you to be chasing after a man who's almost 50 while you're in your 20s.
It's just a bit of a joke between the two of you, one that you affectionately smack his arm for every now and again and that usually starts a play fight that ends with you on top of him and his lips on yours.
I like to think that he'd bring it up during sex, thinking it'll make you laugh but it doesn't really have the effect on you that he'd expected.
Because imagine a really intimate missionary that's so slow and touchy but still really lighthearted. It's not awfully intense but it brings you both a little comfort knowing you can take your time and enjoy the build up.
"How's that feel, sweetheart? Is that nice?" He's got a playful smirk on his lips as he drags his length from the warmth of your body ever so slowly before pressing it back in equally slowly.
"Yep, that's exactly what I want, thanks." You sound so sarcastic, it makes him chuckle. There's no need to rush and absolutely no need to make it any more serious than it should be. "It's fine, I get it. Your joints aren't what they used to be. It's easier to hurt yourself now you're older."
The smirk on his lips falters ever so slightly, in fact, you probably would've missed it if you hadn't been so focused on him.
"Is that right? Cause I'd love to see if any of the boys your own age could make you cum the way I can." He's not wrong but his thrusts are just a little sharper now. He has a point to prove now and you're happy to let him do that.
He knows how to work your body. He's had plenty of practice, after all. You know exactly what's coming when he slides the pillow under your hips and you couldn't be more thrilled.
"That's it, good girl." The slight change in angle is a blessing for you and he knows it. In fact, he plays into it completely, giving you shallow thrusts, ensuring his tip is rubbing right against the spot inside you that makes you see stars.
"Oh my God, daddy, please." You're so over-pleasured, you're hardly even thinking. You only really snap back to the present when he stills inside you and you race to apologise, thinking you killed the moment.
"Really, sweetheart? 'Daddy'?" He teases before he latches his mouth onto your neck, sucking harshly. His stubble burns slightly but you can't find it in yourself to care when his movements start again.
"You know how wrong that is?" He can only groan when you nod because of course you know it's wrong. So much of this is and he knows it too. But at the same time, nothing feels like he does. He treats you well, his presence is comforting and the sex is incredible so how could it really be wrong?
"You're gonna cum for daddy, aren't you? You're so fucking close and I've hardly even touched you. Good girl, that's it." You bite down on his shoulder, sobbing at the overwhelming pleasure, knowing this has the potential to be a very long evening.
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