#Alan Leech

[girlonfilms]

Downton Abbey 3 is in production

Downton Abbey fans rejoice, the cast is back for a third film. Continue reading Downton Abbey 3 is in production

[danisha-tdh]

This took in a day, having trust the process to finish it.

This animatic video also has a special guest, @lazymonth 's oc, Talus!

[shimomcdragon]

some drawings of alan

[happyleech]

Don't mind me, I'm just losing my mind over the Night Springs DLC

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Leeches

"Where our potions and powders fail, perhaps nature will succeed." —Reyhan, Samite Alchemist

Artist: Alan Rabinowitz TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[rwbyofmyheart]

TWST OCs & their ships

Mia x Riddle

Hawk x Beatris

Cristal x Kaira

Naia x Lia

Lysie x Floyd

Alodie x Eui

[seleneakp]

"No one normal could have done that. Do you know, this morning... I was on a train that went through a city that wouldn't exist if it wasn't for you. I bought a ticket from a man who would likely be dead if it wasn't for you. I read up on my work... a whole field of scientific inquiry that only exists because of you. Now, if you wish you could have been normal... I can promise you I do not. The world is an infinitely better place precisely because you weren't."

-Joan Clarke, "The Imitation Game"

[milliondollarbaby87]

The Sweeney (2012) Review

DI Jack Regan is part of the Flying Squad within London’s Metropolitan police force, but his old school style is getting him in trouble and his now being closely watched by internal affairs. ⭐️⭐️ Continue reading The Sweeney (2012) Review

[filosofablogger]

♫ Happy Together ♫ (Redux)

I decided that today we need some HAPPY music!  Well, in all fairness, rawgod put this in a comment after one of the sad songs I recently played, so I must give credit where credit is due, yes?  Thanks, rg!!!  So let’s put on some smiles and listen to some happy music for a change! Despite what the title implies, this is not a song about a couple in love. According to Gary Bonner, who wrote the…

[lovelycrimsonredsnow]

RANKING VISUAL NOVEL YANDERES [revamped vers~!] now that i actually played the games lol-

•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚──────────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─────────•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚ *•¨•.¸¸☆¸¸.•¨*• ☾ ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･ﾟ｡･:*˚:✧•¨•.¸¸ﾟ･☆¸¸.•¨*•

jack ☁︎ [swwsdj] : 6/10, honestly he isn't that bad ...i dont want him to choke me though i see you laney

doe ♡ [john doe] : 9/10, i wanna step on him and crush his skull like a twig and also bury my face in his tits <3

Seth ‹𝟹 [dies irae] : 7/10, he's a bastard [hes so bbg i love him NVJGBJGHSKHJK]

Ren ✬ [fdwy] : 4/10, pervert incel femboi

Alan *ੈ✩‧₊˚ [mdhm] : 8/10, i wanna kiss his scars and tell him he's my princess :3

Sol ❣ [tkitb] : 8/10, COME AND FUCK ME EMO BOY- not really but i do wanna smooch him 😘

casper ✣ [adwd] [i know he isn't really yandere buuuut 👀] : 100/10, POOKIE 😍

Mychael ꕥ [mushroom oasis] : 10/10, AHHHHHSKIFJHZRGHSBIUYS LEMME CUDDLE YOU

jacob ❀ [lurking for love] : 4/10, average height...average personality...average cock-

Damon ☘ [broken colors] : 9/10, HE'S SO BBG CODED AHHHHHHH

peter ۵ [your boyfriend] : 2/10, get yo rat lookin' ahh out of my sight 😒

tate・[frostbite] : -300/10, andrew tate-

koolie ❤ [tentador leeches] : 3/10, ... i feel bad for him a little bit but also FuCk YoU

Bo ✮⋆˙ [datcha bo]: 1/10, UHM....wtf was that one 'feed me' screen...😨

ellias 𝄞 [tgogm] [again...isnt really a yandere but i like him] : 8/10, LEMME MARRY HIM BITCH-

Monika ᯤ [ddlc] : 8/10, self aware ai >>> irl ppl

Yuri ღ [ddlc] : 5/10, WTF YOU MEAN 'it's soaked with fluids...' 😰😰😰😰

404 ✪ [monster x mediator] : 7/10, 💊👈😀 TAKE IT IT'S FOR YOUR BIPOLAR BITCH-

[frothingatthemaw]

Jackass Ask Game

The Valentine: Who is your favorite Jackass member and why?

The High Five: Who is your favorite new member from 'Forever' and why?

Wasabi Snooters: Who's your favorite duo (ex: Pontius and Steve-O, Bam and Ryan, etc.)?

Beehive Limo: Who do you think is the most underrated duo?

Human Ramp: Who is your favorite non-member that's appeared in the movies (this can include special guests)?

The Mini-Loop: Who is someone you wish they had as a guest?

The Rocky: Tremaine or Spike?

Super Mighty Glue: What is your all-time favorite Jackass movie? Or instead, rate them all from your favorite to least favorite.

Rent-A-Car Crash-Up Derby: What is your favorite .5 movie?

The Electric Stool: If you had to choose one Jackass movie to watch forever, which one would it be?

The Muscle Stimulator: What is your favorite 'Jackass the Series' episode?

Puppet Show: What is your favorite Jackass spin-off (Viva La Bam, Wildboyz, etc.)?

The Shoplifter: What is your favorite episode and bit from Viva La Bam?

The Marching Band: What is your favorite episode and bit from Wildboyz?

Electric Tap Dance: In your opinion, which movie had the best ending?

Lamborghini Tooth Pull: What are your thoughts on the ending of 'Number Two' (as it is special to a lot of the community)?

Poo Cocktail Supreme: Do you have any unpopular opinions on Jackass?

Bad Dog: What do you think is the most underrated piece of media from the Jackass franchise?

The Quiet Game: Do you have a favorite quote that came from Jackass? If so, what is it?

Bicentennial BMXing: What is your favorite song used in any of the Jackass movies?

Roller Buffalo: What is your favorite Roger Alan Wade song?

Riot Control Test: What is your favorite bit that Knoxville was in?

Alligator Tightrope: What is your favorite bit that Steve-O was in?

The Brand: What is your favorite bit that Bam was in?

Ass Kicked by Girl: What is your favorite bit that Dunn was in?

Electric Avenue: What is your favorite bit that Pontius was in?

The Boar-kake: What is your favorite bit that Dave was in?

Dum Dum Game: What is your favorite bit that Ehren was in?

Triple Wedgie: What is your favorite bit that Wee Man was in?

The Bungee Jump: What is your favorite bit that Preston was in?

Bicycle Backhand: What stunt/bit do you think is the most interesting?

Tee Ball: What stunt/bit do you consider to be the most dangerous/extreme?

Butt X-ray: Name the stunt/bit that made you laugh the most.

Vomitron: Name the stunt/bit that made you the most squeamish.

The Fish Hook: What stunt/bit is your favorite from each movie?

Duck Hunting: What stunt/bit is your all-time favorite?

Yellow Snowcone: If you had to place someone in a bit that they weren't part of, who would it be and what bit is it?

Anaconda Ball Pit: What stunt/bit is your favorite that includes an animal?

How to Milk a Horse: What stunt/bit is your favorite that includes skating?

The Leech Healer: Which stunt are you most likely to participate in? Or the one you'd like to have participated in the most (you will get hurt/deal with the consequences)? And oppositely, which stunt would you try if you could do it despite/without getting hurt?

Wind Tunnel: Which stunt would you have least liked to be part of?

The Ram Jam: How easy would it be for you to be talked into a stunt?

Mousetraps: Have you come up with any stunt/bit ideas of your own?

Musical Chair Bags: What is the worst injury you've ever had?

Firehose Rodeo: If you own any Jackass memorabilia/merch, what is your favorite thing that you own? What is the most interesting?

Beehive Tetherball: What made you want to create a Jackass blog/interact with the community?

The Strongman: Who is your favorite Jackass blog? Tag them!

The Jet Ski: Who would you want to be friends within the community but are too scared to interact with? Tag them (they just might want to be friends with you too)!

Scorpion Botox: What is your favorite piece fan created content (fanfictions, art, etc.)?

Pin the Tail on the Donkey: If you create things for Jackass, what are you the proudest of?

The Blindside: Tell your story of how you began to like Jackass. When was the first time you watched it?

Medicine Ball Dodgeball: Do you have any special memories that include Jackass? Do you have any funny ones?

Butt Chug: What is something you've found difficulty in loving about Jackass?

The Gauntlet: We all know that Jackass is very queer, are you part of the LGBTQIA+ community in any way? (Feel free to not answer if you're uncomfortable!)

The Swamp Chute: What do you think made you connect with Jackass the most?

Golf Course Airhorn: What Jackass member do you think you are the most like?

The Switcheroo: Which Jackass member do you think you could beat in a fight? Why?

Department Store Boxing: What is your favorite outfit that Knoxville has worn?

The Magic Trick: What is your favorite movie that Knoxville has been in aside from Jackass?

The Invisible Man: If you have watched 'Bad Grandpa,' what is your favorite part of it?

The Toro Totter: What bull stunt of Knoxville's is your favorite?

Big Red Rocket: Do you know Bucket (Knoxville and his girlfriend's dog)? If so, what is your favorite photo/video of her?

Flight of Icarus: What is your favorite Ramones song?

Old Man Balls: Have you ever watched or listened to an episode of 'Steve-O's Wild Ride' podcast? What are your thoughts on it? What's been your favorite episode?

Helicockter: What is your favorite CKY movie?

Whale Shark Gummer: What is your favorite HIM song?

The Fart Mask: Do you skate at all? Have you ever tried to?

The Bear Trap: What is your favorite tattoo that a Jackass member has?

Snake River Redemption: What cup test from 'Forever' was your favorite?

Terror Taxi: Do you think that Ehren gets picked on the most? If not, who do you think did? Who gets picked on the least?

Bungee Boogie: Would you want a 5th movie? Why or why not?

Sweatsuit Cocktail: Have you picked up any mannerisms from any of the members? If so, who and what did you pick up on?

Silence of the Lambs: Favorite Jackass fun fact?

Paper Cuts: Choose your own!

Special thanks to @b4mpyre-k1zz3s and @1991river for helping with some of the questions! And also @you-fuckers-are-asses for just being generally sweet to me <3

[wtfgaylittlezooid]

[AvBF AU]

WITCH MENTION!!!!!! EP21 THE WITCH MENTION!!!!!! THE "COLOUR GANG ACTING AS ANTAGONISTS (TECHNICALLY) (KINDA) (IF YOU SQUINT)" TRIO IS COMPLETE!! im sorry i am just. Very normal about that episode and the hint of Blue Angst™ that we get with it gsoadjaohsdkg

Now im thinking, how would the potions work in the AU? What would the gang be turned into? (I am not very familiar with the bug fables world so forgive me if theres a obvious answer ^^;)

Well potions are a thing in Bug Fables, just not as common. Since the Witch is a Twisted Fly parasite— I imagine she gets her shapeshifitng potions from blood of things she leeches blood from.

She has a large backlog of MANY kinds of potions, but she gets curious specifically about the color gang after being a witness to the whole fight between Chosen and Dark. Seeing Second revive his friends piqued her curiosity.

As for what everyone gets turned into… it’s a lot of things. Yellow has two weapons: the key half AND a sharpened feather from Alan. I like to imagine Blue actually takes that bit of dna and can make a REALLY short and REALLY exhausting potion to turn himself into an omega chick.

Otherwise, Blue gets turned into an amazon blue leg centipede. Green I like to imagine gets turned into a cicada, madesphy, and mothfly. Second into a bald faced hornet, acorn seedling. Yellow into a wasp mantidfly, grasshopper, and denmuki. Red into some sort of spider, and maybe some others

I’m still working out what stuff they’d all turn into but it’s very much rapid and batshit like the original episode. But instead of dye they turn into Pibu

[happyleech]

I'm (finally actually) playing thru Alan Wake and oops

one-shot idea where Harry SilentHill Mason wakes up in the Culdron Lake Lodge and experiences Hartman and Alan AlanWake Wake ends up face down on the pavement while Cybil Bennett prods at him with her foot

Harry (and Lisa bc she deserves to go on a trip): I'm...in WASHINGTON???? I have to go, my 7 year old is alone on the other side of the fucking country

Alan: so I'm...in Maine somehow? I Have To Leave, my wife in trapped in a lake in goddamn Washington wtf oh hi Barry you came with me too huh

[thecomfywriter]

Happy STS! What mythical creature do you associate most closely with each character?

i deadass had to search what STS was because i had no clue. urban dictionary told me it was “sucks to suck”, or “swear to satan”, but i’m pretty sure the tumblr definition of “storyteller saturday” is what you were going for.

okay! the ask! well most of my characters are mythical creatures (👀), so for the sake of lore dropping or for the ones who aren’t a mythical creature (those ones usually HAVE mythical creatures), i’ll list those down below.

no— i’m not clarifying if they are or if they have this mythical creature. i’ll let you decide for yourself.

ToV:

Morreial: dragon, werewolf

Cara: pixie, dragon

Caramel: phoenix, kitsune, dragon

Alan: kraken, dragon

Hilbert: leech. jkjk (no i’m not). manticore or wendigo

Markum: sphinx

Von Doro: dragon (duh).

LotF:

Evan: phoenix, griffin, keres, hydra, cerberus, dragon

Elenfa: chimera, dragon

Fawn: nymph, dragon

Riyzela: loch ness monster, dragon

Raheer: vampire, chimera, dragon

Faer: basilisk or gorgon

Donovan: strigoi

Aiyana: fairy or nymph

TIS:

Naliya: what is medusa? that, essentially.

Amaka: fae, keres

Zeena: djinn (👹), fae

Blaire: fae, Baba Yaga

Selven: vampire

Shadow: shapeshifter, chimera

James: cupid, empusa

Ashley: empusa

coolios! thanks for the @illarian-rambling ! your turn! you, and @paeliae-occasionally @honeybewrites and @wyked-ao3

[cosmeticalchaosicle]

JADE LEECH : HEADCANNONS { □ 🍄}

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Alright! Lets begin

Jade's identity

Jade Leech certainly a polite, quiet individual. Always seen smiling for whatever reason! Sometimes people just wanna know what runs through his head

Given Jade's little interactions between other students, I belive he'd definitely be Bisexual, with women preference. Yet he's not scared to mingle with the guys! He's more closeted, as he doesn't talk much about his sexuality, gender, or political view that deals with Identity. Now, I believe Jade would Identity as non binary , yet he enjoys neopronouns because of the variety of things he could be called. Yet, he particular won't use them often as he finds them nice to have.

Jade's style

Jade is definitely the type to have a cottage core aesthetic, he would most likely engage in a nature themed room if he had the choice. He'd have many fake vines, fairy lights . Basically his room would look like an enchanted forest. Filled with mamy unique flowers , plants, and artifacts he finds in the mountains. And he definitely had to make his own scent . Which smells like rain and flowers, and not all too strong. He'd invite floyd and azul into his room and ramble on about nature, and things he finds in the mountains if He'd feel comfy. Speaking of comfy, if he's not in business attire, this man loves sweaters. Especially the patterned ones. And he secretly will bleach leaf patterns into his jeans sometimes. . He owns both a dark green, and a black pair of converse. He also beaded his laces. And gets all his beautiful jewelry from thrift stores.

Jade's Music Taste

Given what I put down as jade's style , I believe he'd listen to music artists like Aurora , Madilyn Mei, Alan Walker, and Autumn J. Yet he has MANY different Playlists for different events. Sometimes on his trips to the mountains he'll put on some fantasy music, and indulge in the relaxing feeling. Usually whenever he listens to music, he begins tp daydream of a scenario fitting the song (haha uhm. That was self projection!!!!) . And will do the silly thing where he starts smiling for no reason like the happy little guy he is other than calming music, he'd really enjoy songs like Prom Queen (Molly Kate kestner) , No Friends (I forgot the artist) , Happier (marshmallow) and more. I also think he likes parodies of the song 'Paris' but he wouldn't fully enjoy the original (he loves the roblox version heheh)

Alright! I'll end it here, thanks for listening to my rambles~

[kissesfromcaptors]

Alan Orion/Reader

Summary: After spending the night at Alan’s, you wake up wrapped in his arms. Fluffy morning sex ensues.

🔞  MINORS DNI  🔞

Everything was soft and heavy. Your body ached dully as you fastened your eyes more tightly shut, pushing your face deeper into the soft down pillow you were rested on. A weight pressed firmly across your torso, fixing your body closely against a lengthy, breathing expanse, radiating heat, vital to the touch. You listened for a moment, lulled by the regular rhythm, the slight flex of a chest into your spine, the quiet whistle on the exhale. Birdsong faint in the distance, a melody on the exuberance of being alive. Mornings were peaceful out here. No shrieking alarm clocks to wake you, no cars sputtering loudly down the street in their pursuit to fall into the clamor of the working world- no nightmares, even, wrapped in a secure, familiar embrace that seemed to leech away even the worst of worry as you slept. Just Alan, tangled around you and smelling of woodsmoke and promise, and the thick quilted comforter that enveloped the two of you in your own private world. Unwilling to face the day yet, and committed to enjoying the unbroken spell of rest and comfort for just a little while longer, you stretched, your joints snapping loudly back into place, then wormed your way closer to Alan. Pressed flush against him, everything felt whole, right in a way you had not yet dared to name. Love, certainly. But you hesitated, tipping on the precipice of forever. He sighed, his head rolling forward to come to rest at the crook of your neck, arm tightening reflexively around you. You smiled to yourself, warmth flooding your face at the simple intimacy of the gesture. You had slept with Alan for some time now, but this was still one of the few times you had actually slept with him, and the domesticity of spending the night at his place was not lost on you. 

Aglow with sentiment, you failed to predict that his mouth, parting wetly against your skin, was baring his teeth to bite, and you squeaked as his teeth dug into the meat of your shoulder. He was biting in his sleep now? Your eyes flew open, squinting in the watery sunlight that poured through his open curtains, and squirmed a little in his grasp. Unfazed and definitely still asleep, he gripped you tighter still, until half exasperated and half fond, you reached back to grip his hair, tugging him away by force. Marking you up while he fucked you was one thing, hell, even the fond nibbles he imparted as easily as a kiss were acceptable, but you had to draw the line somewhere, and that may as well be for being used as a chew toy before you’d even had your morning coffee. Alan grunted behind you, his breath starting in his throat, before one of his calloused hands crept slowly up to meet yours in his hair. He yawned thickly, leaning in to your touch.

“There a reason you’re pulling at me, Doe-eyes?” He mumbled, voice low and cracked through with sleep. You bit your lip, still not used to the sound of him as he woke up, and released his thick locks bashfully. He rewarded you with a snicker, nuzzling against the crown of your head and planting a kiss where his lips came to rest. 

“You were biting me!” You answered, petulant. Your tone didn’t seem to ruffle him, and he laughed fully, warm and affectionate, the sound splintering the stillness of the morning. 

“That hasn’t bothered ya before!” He chuckled, hands trailing smoothly down your back to rest at the small of your waist, circling it as he drew you to his chest. 

“I was trying to sleep!” You weren’t unaffected by his good humor, and fought the grin that threatened to split your face in two. Damn him for being so charming while you were trying to pout. Alan hummed, breath ghosting down the nape of your neck. 

“Well, we’re both up now. You made sure a’ that,” he spoke into the hollow beneath your ear, and you shivered a little as the hot gust of air sent tingles careening down your spine. He palmed your hips more firmly, squeezing a little before flipping you onto your back, sliding over you in one smooth motion until he was perched over you, knees splayed, hands planted firmly on either side of your head. You blinked up at him, dazed and struck dumb by the sight of him, heavy eyed and smiling, face painted gold by liquid sunlight. Any remaining stubborn irritability melted in his wake, and you wound your arms around his neck by way of an apology. No, you most certainly were not used to this yet, the way his tank top clung to him, riding up to expose his stomach, the way he looked hanging over you and plastered with a sleepy grin, his bed head wild and lit in a gossamer cloud around him, the way his striking eyes shone. Alan any day was gorgeous. Alan above you, drenched in sunlight and bed rumpled was breathtaking. You toed again at the concept. Forever.

“Whatever,” you stuck your bottom lip out playfully, mocking pique. “Kiss me about it.” He huffed spiritedly, leaning down and catching your mouth with his without complaint. He was tender, curled his fingers around your jaw so delicately you'd think that it may break, molded his lips to yours, traded the rhythm of the kiss with you in a patient push and pull. It's really too bad he was hot when he was waking up, because a part of you could be very deeply touched by the pure, inherent love for you that spread across his every action in this moment. The other part of you, however, was reaching for the waistband of his sweats. He giggled against your mouth, nipping your bottom lip before disentangling to raise his eyebrow at you, watching as you snapped the elastic against his hip. 

"Thought you said you just wanted a kiss," he grinned, eyes darkening just a fraction while you toyed with him, brushing against his front with your knuckles in measured, teasing strokes. 

"Are you complaining?" You shot back, dipping just below the fabric to scratch at the flesh between his stomach and his groin, relishing the feeling of his coarse happy trail under your fingertips. 

"Nope," he enunciated with a pop, looking giddy, all warm cheeks and toothy smile. "Just wasn't expecting such a good morning 's all. Especially after you tried to scalp me." You snorted, reaching down to take his length in your hand, giving a teasing stroke as you felt him twitch to life under your touch. 

"Maybe if you didn't dress like such a snack I wouldn't have to jump your bones first thing! Grey sweats, Alan? It's like you want me to lose it."

"Guilty as charged," he says, fondness practically dripping from his tone. "Only the finest for you, Doe-eyes." You returned the comment with a giggle of your own, letting out a breathy sigh as one of his hands tangled into your hair. "Should give you a taste a' your own medicine though," he mused, rocking back into your hand as it worked him to his full hardness.  

"You don't even feel pain that way! No fair!” He fisted the strands coming from the nape of your neck, gave them a playful tug, barely enough to sting, and despite your protests, you groaned quietly, pulling against his hand to provide counterpressure, reveling in the feeling. 

“Certainly sounds like you don’t mind.”

You whined, wiggling under him and rutting into the pressure of your own hand as it stroked Alan, a thumb swiping up to collect the precum beading at the head of his shaft. He growled as you teased the small slit, low and deep in his chest, and heat flooded your face, bleeding through you to collect at the base of your spine. 

    “God, Alan…” you breathed, removing your hand from his dick and hastily pulling his sweats around his thighs, mouth watering when his cock sprang free, bobbing against your stomach. He reached down to tear at your pajama bottoms, crawling backward to pull them to your ankles and shucking his own the rest of the way off, dipping down to kiss your stomach just below the navel as your clothes were discarded, balled up on his bedroom floor. 

    “You’ve got such a pretty voice, Doe-eyes,” he cooed, grazing his teeth along your hip bone and chuckling as it prompted a cut off yelp. “I wanna hear more. Don’tcha wanna be good for me? Come on, let me hear ya.” You heaved out a shaky breath, pushing your pelvis up pointedly. 

    “Fuck me already,” you urged, reaching down to grip at his shoulders. He laughed, trailing his tongue down the seam where your thigh met your hips, stopping short of your sex to breathe against it heavily. 

    “Tease!” you accused, trying to push your hips into his face and groaning as he held them firmly to the bed. 

    “Ah ah, Doe-eyes, no need to be hasty. Let me enjoy you.” You buried your nails into the exposed skin of his shoulders, earning a teasing kitten lick against your sex. 

    “I swear to god, Alan,” you huffed, bucking uselessly under his touch. He relented, nuzzling his face between your thighs and opening his mouth wide, taking you in to the wet heat of his mouth as he proceeded to devour you whole. You moaned, awash with heat as he serviced you, one of his hands scratching down your hip and over your thigh to snake a finger into your opening, crooking the digit as it entered you. Heaving, you clenched around him, pulling him deeper inside you. He grunted, the sound reverberating appealingly around you, sucking you down, and pulled off with a slick sounding pop. 

    “You always taste so good,” he sighed, sounding half dreamy as he added another finger to his prodding exploration inside you. “Think I wanna get you off just like this. Would ya like that? Wanna cum inside my mouth?” You keened, tossing your head back against your pillow and rocking into his fingers.

    “Please,” you moaned, desperate for the searing heat of his mouth. 

    “As you wish,” he grinned, delving back into his ministrations, setting a brutal pace between his fingers and his tongue. You let every wanton noise pass freely through your lips, trembling beneath him, the rough pad of his thumb tracing affectionate circles against your hip somehow only stoking the fire in your blood further. Your hands traced over his broad shoulders and up his neck, scratching along his jaw and burying your fingers in the soft hair at his temples. Pulling him closer, tight against your sex, panting as he messily devoured you. 

    “That’s so, so good, Alan, fuck,” you whined. “You’re so good for me, my good boy, I love you so so much, keep going please.” His pace increased, spurned on by your praise and the way you stroked his hair, dizzy as you lost yourself to him. He growled, swallowing roughly around you, and your hips bucked up uncontrollably, pushing into the hollow of his mouth and seeing white as his teeth scraped against your tender flesh. 

    “F-fuck,” you panted. “Close, close, please- I need… I love you so much, fuck-” your words stopped short on your lips as he drove a third finger into you, eyes rolling back in your head as he pumped into you with reckless abandon, thighs clenching tightly around his head. You came with his name on your tongue and your love for him gripped tightly at your heart, thrumming erratically beneath your ribs. 

    He slowed as your thrashing came to a quivering halt, lapping at the fluid that escaped you as though starved. You sighed, long and languid, and pulled him off of you when the contact toed the edge of painful overstimulation, drawing yourself up into a rough sitting position as you cupped his jaw. He beamed up at you, face a mess of saliva and the vestiges of your release, practically glowing. He looked impossibly besotted, flushed and lovesick under your gaze. You couldn’t help the urge to kiss him, catching his lips and gasping against his mouth, quaking with the force of raw emotion that possessed you. Forever sat heavy in your throat, itching for release. He met your kiss with uncontested passion, crawling up to your lap, the taste of you still lingering on his tongue as he swiped it against your bottom lip. You let that be for a while, just kissing him and allowing the world to be at rest, forgotten in the shadow of life in his arms. He pulled back to take a breath, and you attempted to resituate yourself, lean down to return the gesture, only to have him stop you short, his hands clamped tightly around your wrists. 

    “Just yer hands, Doe-eyes,” he pleaded. “I wanna keep kissing you.” Sweet, you thought, far sweeter than he had the right to be. 

    “Alright,” you told him, “Lay back.” He shifted, laying across the pillows, arms spread wide, and smiled goofily up at you as you settled over him, taking his flushed and leaking cock into your soft palm. He was red, heavy, hot and twitching in your hand, and you admired the way he sucked in a breath between his teeth, chest flexing outward as it filled. You leaned down, pushing your plush mouth against his, teasing the corner of his lips with your tongue as you pumped him, swallowing his whines readily. 

    He met your movements with rocking hips, pressing against your mouth with urgency. He tasted like familiarity, electric with desire that coursed through you so strongly you felt as though you were floating, hardly pausing to breathe as he pulled you closer, closer still. Your weight was heavy on his chest, barely any room between the two of you for your hand to move along his length, though he evidently didn’t mind, fucking into your hand with such desperation you hardly had to move it anyhow. You pulled away from his mouth, dragging your face down to his neck, and his hips stuttered and picked up a ferocious pace as you dug your teeth into him. Feral and writhing beneath you, he let out a bone-shaking growl, gripping your waist with crushing force as he came in molten heavy bursts, his cum spilling over your hand and smearing between your bodies, painting your stomachs glistening white as he bucked wildly through his climax. You held him as he came down, stroked his hair and whispered praise so cloying sweet you wouldn’t dare repeat it outside of his arms, enamored sentiment outweighing pride as his gasping grew long and heavy in your ears. He grumbled, wrapping his arms around your body protectively, and tipped you over so you lay on your side beside him. His cum grew tacky between you, and you shifted in an attempt to leave his gasp and wipe down, but his wiry arms tightened vicelike around you, trapping you in place. 

    “Alan, come on, we’ve gotta clean up,” you complained. He yawned, nuzzling into the hollow of your throat, stubbornly refusing to let you go. 

    “We can clean up later,” he murmured, drowsy. “Let’s lay here a bit.” You pursed your lips, sighing heavily. You’d be in desperate need of a shower, and he was going to have to wash the sheets, but you couldn’t complain when they weren’t yours to clean- couldn’t help the thought that followed, ‘yet’. You melted into his embrace, letting your eyes slide shut. The day would wait. You’d entertain forever for a while, and let the world glide by untethered from the one you shared.