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kil9 · 1 year
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every guy ever interviewing taemin: hi welcome to our show :) first question how were the preparations for this album and btw ive never felt this way about another man before
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vero-niche · 3 months
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Utólagos reakciók, mert nem voltam képes tegnap értelmes mondatokat formálni
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Ouuhghhhhh hes protecting those ww wants to protect ouuuuugghhh
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😭😭😭😭HE HAS A FRIEND... HES A FRIEND OF NICHOLAS
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OUUUUUGGHH protecting each other🥺🥺🥺
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They are accustomed to fighting as a team🥺🥺🥺
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Thats a GRIP grip also vash taking the knives for ww
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The fucmign confetti i cant take it
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He feels the need to confess (his sins) even tho he knew that vask already knew
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THE FUCKIGN CONFETTI AGAIN also giving huge utolsó vacsora/úrvacsora vibes with the alcohol wven tho its not wine
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He wants to see him smile one last time😭😭😭😭😭 but he cant give him that he cant smile hes trying but he cant🥺
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nevoadecaipora · 3 months
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sodrippy · 3 months
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the astrology girlies were right things DID have a big change after the new moon. everything was really sucks before but now my one reserved book is available but i want to try and get more writing done while im still hyperfixated but i need to finish reading the first book before the second book i reserved becomes available (and i need to finish the last chapter of the second books prequel before THAT) and also my house is a disaster bc of aforementioned hyperfixation
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slaygentford · 1 year
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MOW HE UNDERSTOOD HOW IT SOOKE HER TRUTHS. IT BEWTOCHED HIM. MORE. THAN EVER.
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colorisbyshe · 9 months
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the second spin off loona group being named loossemble is still giving me so much secondhand embarrassment i’m sorry
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pk-heart · 9 months
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that video of the distressed bird dropping into the cooking pan is so fucked up and yes it is that serious!!! you shouldnt be cooking around your bird it is really bad for them even outside teflon any fumes are bad and it burned its little feet :(
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masonscig · 1 year
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sneaking around and I see we're playing infamous now....... -aj aka pixelsandkink aka adamsdimples
AJ??????????? AJ GET BACK HERE I LOVE YOU I MISS YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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vanweezer · 2 years
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gerard "this is my weird little bird frankie who likes to sit on my shoulders when im not really doing anything" way and frank "hi i like to sit on people when they arent really doing anything" iero
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tgirljoker · 8 days
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when i get done w finals and moving (next week hopefully!!) I expect a full rundown of all of ur relationship drama!! I’ve been weird w my activity bc…school, so I’ve been catching bits and pieces, but I expect a gossip sesh in the DMs soon 😤😤 💖💖
HEEHEE yes boss you got it
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stlispenard · 23 days
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do you ever just think about jude st francis transforming in court and sense of power and agency is should have given him to be that person and how immediately he'd expel that power in private and in his personal life
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brasilnumero1 · 4 months
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isn't it hilarious how marco rose was expected to bring us silverware in 1(one) season with a squad composed of pensioners+16 year olds with no first team experience+2. bundesliga rejects (for the sake of this post we're ignoring spiders georg #1 and #2) AND HAD DORTMUNDER JUNG edin terzic with barely any coaching experience breathing down his neck just waiting for his turn but well at least edin knows the chants right! and now that terzic's at the wheel the board is bringing 2 beloved former players who also don't have enough experience to coach a club this big to act as "assistant managers" for now just like they did to rose LMAO showing him his coffin before hes even dead. oh isnt it ironic YOURE NOTHING TO ME edin terzic
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bluemusickid · 1 month
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ok i have INSAAAANE brainrot from that video of the couple cuddling. It reminds me of Older!Joel Miller and his boo
warnings: a lil smut, tons of fluff; basically just me yapping, video undercut (slightly nsfw)
imagine coming home from work just EXHAUSTED. Like weary and frustrated. All you want to do is shut off for the day, and do nothing.
Joel sees you and knows what he has to do. Firstly, he runs you a bath, filled to the brim with decadent bath oils and salts. He undresses you with care, kissing every inch of skin he exposes as he does so. Helping you into the bath, he positions himself behind you, pulling you to lay against him. It feels amazing, allowing yourself to sag against him as he massages your arms, your shoulders; his firm grip and slightly rough skin, a strong contrast to the way he was providing you relief. You could feel the stress from your body seep away as you allowed yourself respite from a long, long day.
The bath was wonderful, but even better was the way Joel's fingers felt on you, lightly massaging your clit as he leaves soft featherlight kisses along your neck, your back, your ears... he would make sure you came atleast twice before you left the bath.
After he dries you and wraps you in a fluffy towel, he would gently place you on the bed, wrapping you in his arms. Softly stroking your hair, he would whisper sweet nothings in your ear till he could feel you drift off into sleep.
🥲🫶🏽🫠😭💝
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corndog-patrol · 5 months
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I was super obsessed with your erasermic art when I was maybe like 12? Maybe 11? I don't know but it made me really want to strive to become better as an artist. I'm almost 16 now. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ nayy it's just cool to me that your art made me want to keep drawing forever and ever when I was like 13, most of it is imprinted into my mind forever (positive)
oh my god anon- this isn't a negative thing but this just put into perspective how fucking long ive been erasermic art and it's making me insaaaane omg, im so happy that my art has been an inspiration for you!!! i'm so honored that you think of my art like that! i had online artists i thought of this way when i was 11-12 and you never really forget those people that inspire you early on <3 i wish you all the luck on your art journey and i hope that you can continue to be inspired <33 thank you for writing me this message it means a lot!!!
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botanyshitposts · 1 year
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aha your newfound obsession with theoretical biology is the most relatable thing i have ever seen on this here website! honestly its the most interesting part of biology i think, the promise of actually finding out why biological systems behave the way they do is intoxicating. id really recommend looking at major transitions in evolution, a book by john maynard smith and eörs szathmáry, it characterises the most important jumps in complexity and informational transmission through the history of life and while it is quite technical it is fucking insaaaane like. its insane. also jack szostak has some really cool ibiology lectures on youtube about protocells, i think those are rather accessible (for bio students that is) and he is an absolute genius, great to listen to. biophilosophy papers on biological information changed my whole view of the field as well, i would recommend looking at the stanford plato philosophy wiki at first and then moving on from there, as (at least for me) academic philosophy is quite difficult to get into at first. one last thing is the santa fe institue’s complexity podcast, especially the episodes with betül kacar and sarah imari walker are really enlightening (athough sarah speaks at the speed of lightning), the whole podcast has some really interesting episodes on biocomplexity and the origin of life which is a topic that physicists have been really into lately! it’s fascinating to hear their mode of thought and while it is very reductive, it carries itself that sort of. i dont know how to describe it but the possibility of being able to finally understanding why life systems are the way they are and what makes them like this and what conditions were needed for their emergence and just generally to finally understand what makes life different so uniquely different from every other physical system and how it fits into the universe is like mind blowing to me. anyways sorry i’ll stop rambling but yeah hope these are of some use to you!!! we really live in the best era to be a biologist i think
FRANTICALLY taking notes rn thank you!!!
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angsty-twihardxx · 1 year
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Hi🥀,
I was wondering if you can write Tommy has reader sit in front of a mirror and Tommy is behind reader. He decides to finger reader in front of the mirror while having reader being forced to watch themselves by holding reader by the throat. He makes them come a couple of time and the reader squirts to. Also, he praises reader a lot, does nipple play, a lot of neck kisses, and giving reader hickey’s
A/N: This drove me insaaaane, I just had to do it to em, I’ve added this to a lil series with inexperienced reader. It can be read as its own stand alone fic, bit it also works as a sequel to the first, Riding Lessons.
Anyway I hope this tames you horny beasts, plz feel free to send me some more smut ideas/requests for this sexy Texan. No use of y/n. My apologies if this is crap, I’m just built that way ig *shrugs
Warnings: 18+ (minors go play Fortnite or sm) smut obvi, fingering, reader squirts good for her. Idk if this is deserves a warning but reader is very new to sex, but its okay because Tommy is very reassuring. Mentions of body issues, talk of not feeling good enough that kinda jazz. But again don’t worry Tommy makes ya feel good. Ya‘lol are beautiful and ily
P.S: My computer decided to die so we have to do this on mobile so wish me luck x
EYES ON ME | T.MILLER
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*his lil smirk*
You thought that maybe you were having a panic attack by how tight your chest felt, your heart was beating way faster than you usually would first thing in the morning. Sitting up you wiped the thin layer of precipitation off your head, which usually only ever happened when you had a nightmare, which you definitely did not have.
Your thighs vibrated at the memory of your dream from before, Tommy’s warm grip that scratched against the soft doughy skin of your hips. His touch on you was hard, the polar opposite to what he had been the entirety of your relationship.
You didn’t realise how much you missed it, his thick fingers digging into you as he rocked your hips along his clothed thigh. Even though it had been nearly a week since the night of your first orgasm, it was all that you could think about. The way that your entire body shook as you were completely overwhelmed with pleasure, you wanted Tommy to make you feel like that again.
After stretching you rolled around to see his beautiful freckled face, but instead you were met with his cold pillow. The frown that began forming on your forehead weakened at the small crinkled piece of paper with his handwriting on it. ‘In town for breakfast, see you there.’
. . .
The morning air was still frosty despite the warm glow from the sun on your face and shoulders. Even though you were wrapped up in thick jackets, including one of Tommy’s very own button downs, you were still freezing. You found Tommy sitting on an old bench in front of large dining hall as he waited for you, his hands sat in his pockets as he turned to see you walking towards him. His moustache tipping upwards, returning your curt wave with a wide smile.
Everything just felt easier with him now, there was no sexual tension that was always weighing heavy on your shoulders every time he was around you. Not that there was any pressure ever with him, it was only ever pressure that you placed. On yourself out of fear.
There was no longer a voice in your head that pressured you into doing anything out of fear of being left for someone more experienced. None of that mattered now because the two of you were happy, you were happy. Even though you hadnt ‘gone all the way’, you still felt comfortable knowing that he would guide you.
His arm moved to wrap around your shoulders as you dropped down in the empty spot beside him, using his arm to pull you into his chest he pressed a soft kiss in your hair. “Here, managed to get one extra for you.” Tommy nudged your shoulder as he handed you the sandwich, still warm wrapped neatly in wax paper. Food came in plentifuls in Jackson, but if you wanted one of Maria’s freshly made sandwiches you’d had to get in early.
“Startin’ to think you might love her more than me.” Tommy chuckled to himself as he watched you devour the food like it was the first meal you’ve eaten in weeks, which was definitely not true. “Well I guess it comes down to your sandwich making abilities.” You quipped back in between bites.
“Looks like I don’t stand a chance.” Tommy pretended to pout before dropping his head into the crook of your neck. His moustache ticked the soft skin of your neck as he peppered you with kisses. “Oh baby, that reminds me, how did you sleep last night?” Tommy teased, knowing fully well how you slept. Only imagining what it was doing to you, when you sent stiff in his arms.
The main reason Tommy was up so early was due to the wet dream you seemed to be having. If neither of you had work today he would’ve done something about it.
Tommy adjusted himself, just the memory of your sleepy voice moaning his name had his blood rushing down to his dick. You were driving him insane, and you didn’t even have a clue. He cooed playfully as he watched your cheeks warm up, you simply nodded in response knowing that if you spoke your words would fail you.
“I sure hope so because I got a little plan for us tonight. How’s that sound baby? You up for another lesson?”
Your body stiffened as you felt his hand grasp tightly onto your thigh, darting your eyes around you checked to see if anyone was watching. Was he really doing this in the middle of town? “It’s alright darlin’ no one’s payin’ attention to us, what’d’ya say?” All you could concentrate on was how his breathe fanned against your ear as his rough hand tightened on your soft skin. All of it made your body crave him more, you couldn’t think of anything better. “I think that sounds perfect Tommy.” His grip on your leg softened, clapping against your denim jeans before standing up with a groan.
“Well in that case, I’ll see you tonight.” He sent a wink your way before turning to walk away, leaving you turned on to the max. He was going to be the death of you.
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Your fingers rapped on top of the hardwood table as your eyes impatiently hovered by your front door, which remained unopened. As the hours ticked by, the more restless you were becoming. The second plate of food beside you had long gone cold, as did the arousal you had been harbouring onto all day.
You had now grown tired, after a long day working in the stables all you wanted to do was cuddle up with Tommy till you fell asleep.
You knew better than to be upset with him, he worked hard in Jackson. He made an effort to earn his keep, whether it was helping with patrols or assisting in construction. It made you happy knowing that he was finding his purpose in his new life, but it just felt at times that you were moved to the back burner.
It definitely didn’t help when you went upstairs to shower, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. To say it was a kick in the guts was an understatement. Even though looks wasn’t a priority in the post-apocalyptic world, you couldn’t help feeling inadequate. Your skin was flushed after standing under the hot water. Your hair was always messy, you wondered what Tommy saw cause it surely couldn’t have been what you were currently looking at. Could it?
It was a dangerous rope you were balancing on, you knew you had better things to be worrying about than your own appearance. You wish you could stop.
That was how you ended up in your bed, wrapped up in blankets with a book in your lap. Reading the small print you tried to keep your mind busy, so you didn’t get yourself again. You were so enthralled by your book that you didn’t even hear your front door open.
Tommy leant against the door frame as he watched you. He noticed the frown forming on your forehead, and the way your bottom lip stuck out. He felt so bad being late home again, Tommy was never good at time management, or maybe it was the fact that he could never so no.
Right when he was finishing up the barn he was constructing, Maria had come by and asked to see if someone could come and fix the light in the projector at the cinema. He knew he should’ve just left it and gone home to you, but he knew the guilt would’ve eaten away at him.
You were alerted of his presence when he cleared his throat, you saw him propped against the doorframe. He sent an apologetic smile your way, his brows tipping upwards when your eyes met. “M’sorry I’m late baby, I got caught up with some work.”
“It’s alright. Dinners in the oven by the way.” You murmured with a tight lipped smile, hoping he wouldn’t notice your teary eyes. “Thanks darlin’ I’ll pack it up for tomorrow. Maria made us some food as a thank you— which reminds me. They got some pretty good movies they salvaged, some space one I reckon you’ll enjoy.” Tommy smiled like a happy child before retreating to the kitchen, which was pretty perfect timing because he missed the way your smile dropped.
‘It’s just Maria, you have nothing to worry about.’ You tried convincing yourself but it was no use. Your eyes already began to water, Maria was nice— you liked Maria.
Like a cruel monologue your mind gave you a list of reasons why she was better than you. To start she was confident, being in charge of an entire commune she was smart and well liked by literally everyone. So it would make sense that Tommy would like her too right?
“Hey everythin’ alright in here?” Tommy startled you as he was suddenly behind you on the bed. You quietly tried to wipe the tears from your cheeks. “Y-yeah I’m alright. M’sorry just tired.”
Tommy tilted his head in a frown, he knew you better than to believe you. “C’mon talk to me darlin’” His hand fell to give your thigh a gentle squeeze, contrasting his grip on you this morning. You would do anything to be in that moment with him again, not like now where his sad eyes watched you intensely.
“I- it’s nothin’ Tommy.” You tried to shrug him off again, but of course it didn’t work. He cocked a sceptical brow your way, you hated how well he knew you.
“It’s so stupid.” You groaned into your palms, so embarrassed of your own stupid brain working against you. “I just- I don’t know what it is you even like about me, I mean let’s be real I’m nothing like half the girls in Jackson and I—“
Tommy’s lips muted the worrying in your mind, his lips danced with yours. You pressed back on his lips, when you kissed him it felt like nothing else mattered to you. Not some teenage insecurities, Tommy was a man not a stupid teenage boy— and even better he was your man.
“Now where’s all this coming from, hm?” He brought his hand up to cup your cheek, his soft brown eyes peered up at you like you could tell him everything. You could tell him everything, but that could wait, right now you just wanted him.
“It doesn’t matter, can you just kiss me?”
“That I can do.” He chuckled before bringing his lips back onto yours. You pushed hard with a fever, the fire being ignited inside you again as a moan escaped your lips. His hands grasped your cheeks, pushing you even closer to him if that was even possible. Tommy lifted you to straddle on his lap, as instinct your hips grinder on his crotch. God you wanted him so badly.
“Didn’t you say you had a little lesson planned for me?” You breathed into him between hunger-filled kisses. Tommy looked up at you in what seemed to be a mix of surprise and excitement, never did he see you so confident, he loved it.
The glint of mischief in his eyes returned, he took your clothes off in a fever. Your eyes fell to the ground out of instinct, avoiding your reflection in the mirror. You suddenly became hyper aware of how vulnerable you were, Tommy had never seen you completely naked before. He offered to sit in between his lap on the edge of your bed. “Y’know I think you're beautiful right? I mean can you blame me?”
His large hands softly climbed up your side till his fingers danced along your shoulders as he moved the strand of hair that exposed the nape of your neck. You felt like a lightning bolt struck through your core as his lips sucked onto you softly.
You let out a moan as his free hand moved to grasp your entire breast in one hand, he kneaded the soft skin and the familiar feeling of arousal pooled in between your legs. Tommy noticed how your legs clenched when he flicked your now budded nipples. Soft moans mewled from your open mouth as your head fell back onto his shoulder.
“Nu-huh baby, I want your eyes on me.” Tommy tapped your cheek, bringing your attention back to the room. You looked at him confused, “But I- I am—“
“‘Not at me, me.” Tommy nodded his head towards the mirror in front of you- “‘Oh.”
“Can I try somethin’ else with you baby?” You felt a shiver down your spine as he whispered into your ear, his eyes met yours in the mirror. “What is it?”
Without answering Tommy pushed your knees to the side, exposing your eager pussy. “D’you trust me baby?”
“‘Yes.” You murmured as you felt your body tremble in nerves but also as much eagerness. There wasn’t anything you wanted more right now than Tommy’s hands on you.
Your skin burned as his rough fingers grazed the inside of your thigh, you followed his fingers in the mirror as he moved painfully slowly to where you needed him the most. Your hips bucked against his touch, showing him exactly where you wanted those fingers.
“So eager darlin’”
“Tommy please.” You whined as your back curving instinctively, rocking your hips against where his dormant fingers laid dangerously close to your exposed cunt.
You let out a surprised gasp, his thick fingers filled you up perfectly. He started off soft, slowly easing in his middle finger as he let you adjust to him. “H-holy shit Tommy.” You breathed as his free hand moved to slowly massage your aching clit. “Yeah? That feel good baby?” He smiled wickedly into your hair as you nodded frantically, pleasure already filling you up as your head dropped back onto his shoulder, but snapping your head up as you remembered his instructions. “Tell me how good it feels darlin’” Tommy’s voice was at least an octave lower, sending more chills down your spine.
“S’really fucken good Tommy.” You gasped as you felt his finger stretching you open, if this was how good it felt to have his fingers in you you could only imagine what his dick would feel like.
Pressure in your stomach began to build as his pace quickened. You felt your orgasm coming quicker then last time, you welcomed it as you rocked your hips involuntary pushing his finger in deeper.
“That’s it baby, y’doing so fucken good.” He brought his mouth down to suck at the soft skin on your neck, while his hand pumped into you relentlessly. “Tommy!” You screamed as you felt your orgasm unravel throughout your entire body, your pussy clenching around his finger as he kept going.
You were a shivering mess, only a mixture of whines and ‘oh my gods’ falling from your already parted mouth.
Your legs still trembled as Tommy soothed you, his hand brushing back the strands of hair that stuck to your forehead. “Good job baby, you did so good for me.” He cooed into your hair, pressing gentle kisses as your chest heaved.
That was when you realised, nothing else mattered. Tommy was the one making you feel this good, no one else. He cemented that as he repeated in your ear how much he loved you, his facial hair tickling your already sensitive skin as he did so. God you really did love this man, huh?
“Y’reckon you could go again for me?”
All you could was nod in response, your mind feeling like it was going a million miles a minute. He didn’t start straight away though, he was patient with you. He waited for your heart to start beating at a normal pace before bringing his fingers back to your aching hole, you watched as he added another finger.
Filthy moans filled the air as you adjusted to his extra finger inside you, you felt like you were being stretched open. Already your hips were shaking, his thick fingers felt like they were hitting your cervix. It was almost hypnotic, watching the way his fingers would disappear in between your folds before pulling back out just as swiftly.
His free hand remained glued to your now swollen clit, as he menacingly taunted it with his rough fingers. Only egging on your climax more and more.
No words fell from your lips anymore, Tommy had basically turned you into a writhing mess as your stomach tightened.
For a very brief moment it felt like you weren’t a world where you had to survive with Cordyceps and people that hunted and killed, it was simply you and Tommy in this room. That was how you wanted it.
The feeling was getting so intense you shut your eyes out of instinct. With your eyes closed you could concentrate on the way your hips rocked with each thrust of his hand, you knew you weren’t going to last long.
“Eyes up, I want you to watch.” Tommy growled as his free hand moved up to envelope your neck, not hard but enough to bring your head up to catch a glimpse of your position in the mirror. His thick fingers around you shouldn’t make you even more aroused, should it?
“Good girl.” He was going to be the death of you.
“Fuck!” Your eyes squinted shut as you felt the tight knot in your stomach unravelled again, but this time it was so much better. Almost like a gush erupted from you. Your ears rang as your eyes squinted shut, suddenly overly aware of the bright light that overhang your bed.
Your second orgasm in a row felt like a hundred times more intense, it felt like your whole body was vibrating. Like you were going a million miles a minute, or maybe it was the room that was spinning.
“You okay baby? You did so good for me.” His voice was soft as he turned to face you properly now, his eyes checked you over one last time. He looked at you with nothing short of amazement and you wish that he never stopped.
After a few seconds you came back to, your eyes just stuck to the ceiling as your chest heaved while you tried to catch your breath. Then you noticed the warmth pooling on your bedsheets, Tommy noticed your confusion and gave you a reassuring squeeze.
“You fucken squirted baby.” He breathed out in amazement.
“Bet you never knew you could do that.” Tommy hummed in amusement as he looked down to where he held you. Your cheeks were rosy as your half-lidded eyes connected with his, a dopey smile grew on his lips.
“If I did I would’ve brought a towel.” You couldn’t help the laugh that fell from your lips, amusement filling the room as the two of you chuckled together. You loved how easy it was for the two of you, even after he stole a second orgasm from you he could make you laugh. It was his Texan charm, according to Tommy but you knew it was just him.
“C’mon darlin’ let’s get you cleaned up.” He pressed a chaste kiss on your cheek before standing up with you in front of him, your legs quivered as you stood up for the first time in what felt like forever. “Tommy? I don’t think I can walk.” You looked up at him with worry, was this normal?
“It’s okay baby, it means I’m doing my job right.”
He thought about what you were saying when he found you crying in your bed, how you didn’t know what he saw in you. There was never just one singular thing, a multitude of reasons that he loved you. And the fact you didn’t see a reason why he would love you dumbfounded him. He was going to do everything in his power to make sure you knew.
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