#but what if i pet him like a cat. what then

[monarchberrysblog]

NOTHING BUT TROUBLE

credit to: @mar_mar0u on Instagram/ @/marmar0u on X and Tumblr!

✭ 🔞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎’𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✭

✭ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: cat and mouse chase? more like a cat and spider chase…

✭ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: reader and miguel have an established relationship, suggestive comments? miguel being a complete flirt, the reader being fed-up, make-out session? flirty interactions, soft smut, miguel is uncircumcised, soft dom miguel, reader is a little assertive in bed, dick-grabbing (?), and this is hella cheesy (idc I had fun)

✭ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: >1k words

✭ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: my doing 😛 (my indecisive ass CANNOT) this took forever to work on as my ass got too indecisive on how to write it and how to execute it

to my cat owners, tell your cat I said: psst, psst. 🐈‍⬛🩵 (specifically to the cat that lives on my campus)

𝒀𝑶𝑼’𝑹𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑨 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳 𝑰𝑵 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑮𝑼𝑰𝑺𝑬

º・🤍 º.▫︎º・

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𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 who loves to mess with you whenever he has the chance. He would do ridiculous burglaries to get your attention. He is like a cat running to chase a laser point to catch it but fails every time. But when you see him, he always gets away… He would break into a pet store to free the cats, to get your attention.

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 would find ways to flirt with you, no matter how innocent it sounds or how sexual it is. And do you like it? A little too much. The pickup lines got cleverer every time you ran into him.

“You're the only woman who turns my world upset down.” He sneers, hanging upside down on a lamppost with your webbing around his ankle.

“Uh-huh…” You huffed out, not paying attention to him.

“You got my blood rushing, and I'm not talking about my head. It's going to my dick—”

“Okay, enough.”

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 is like a stray cat whenever he comes into your apartment. This man would crawl into your apartment and start with his late night “𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝒁𝑽𝑶𝑼𝑺” with you.

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 who makes biscuits on your blankets and pillows half-asleep, somehow ripping your blankets. Because of this, he would buy you new blankets every other week, going into different stores to not see the same workers every other week.

He becomes domesticated—

When you're not home, he washes your new blankets with your favorite laundry detergent and always leaves a rose on your bed, no matter what. The thorns are always snipped off. He doesn't want you to cut your pretty fingers :(

(As a bonus, he trims the thorns with his claws.)

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 make sure that you get home safely. Every night, between 9:30 and 10:15, he stands on the roof of a building across from your apartment, waiting to see your window light up with that familiar warm light.

A sigh of relief escapes his lungs when he sees you enter your apartment after returning from your high-demanding job as a photographer (and New York’s superhero).

Seeing you drop your bags and remove your sweater was a good indicator for him that you were ready to settle for the night. Especially when it's a weekday.

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 who loves long nights with nothing but intimacy, especially after you had a long night. The sensation of being free from his suit while being bare in bed with you brings serotonin to him, enjoying the soft touches and caresses. The touches slowly evolve into gropes, to the point where he is on top of you, planting soft kisses on your cheeks and temple.

He loves holding you close while slowly stroking his length against your puffy clit, enjoying the hood of skin stroking the vein on his length. The slow rub is enough to pent you up, enough for you to grab his length gently and pull him closer to your entrance. Seeing you tug at it, he chuckles, guiding him closer to your gummy walls.

"Seems like you know what you're doing, sweetheart. Go on, it's yours."

Between the gentle pinch of your thumb and pointer, you gently pinch at his foreskin, pulling it down to see the familiar mauve tip you love to see when he's pent up. You again pull at his length with such vigor, finally inviting the bulbous tip into your soft, warm, gummy walls. "No foreplay?" He quips before he feeds your needy pussy more of his length, slowly and gently. Your fingernails rake down his back like a rake gathering leaves in a yard. When he bottoms out, a breathy moan escapes from deep in his chest cavity, a groan that pleads to be let out from such pent-up stress and frustration.

"Home sweet home," He sighs, grinding his aching tip against your g-spot. You rolled your eyes at the unnecessary commentary, wanting this man to shut up. But the unexpected thrust sent you into heaven and back to earth, grasping onto your bedsheets as if it would anchor you down from the heavenly sensation while a guttural moan escapes.

"Good, good. You're doing so good." He croons while slowly pulling out and thrusting his length back in, grasping onto the fat of your hips, allowing his claws to sink into your soft skin while keeping up the same smooth pace. The sight of your soft breasts rippling against his thrusts awakened something in him, allowing him to eagerly take your nipple in between his teeth, allowing his canines to graze against the sensitive bud every other second.

But he always lets you finish first, no matter how long it takes for you to finish. It could be an hour, and he's not going to stop until he wants you to squirt on his cock, soaking both of y'all and the fitted bedsheets. But it can sometimes get the man pussy whipped, literally.

Groans slowly turn into mewls and resort to sloppy, makeout sessions with you, wanting to block the sounds he was producing. In between kisses, he whispers in between the kisses and breaths soft praises while he gently strokes his cock, yearning to be indulged in your warmth. The usual stoic expression wipes away like a spill off a kitchen counter, changing into a lolled expression, seeing your chest rise and fall rapidly. But the moments while you finish, he accompanies you, holding you close to his chest, muffled groans against his skin.

"Good job, sweetheart. We did it."

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 who loves to cuddle with you after. This man loves sleeping on your bed while you play with his hair. He groans from the back of his throat, mimicking the sound of a cat purring. The vibrations return to you, creating a funny feel against your skin.

He denies and denies that he purrs, but the vibrations from his groans don't help his case.

He yaps in his sleep, too. He mumbles, barely coherent nonsense.

But you don't mind it as he sleeps like a dog (cat) on the floor.

[bunnis-monsters]

Cat hybrid reader going through her first heat after taking heat suppresent pills all her life with werewolf husband(NSFW obv). This sounds kinda cute in my head.... I can't explain it.... Like getting married and then finally deciding that you want to let yourself go through a natural process which you were suppressing all your life.

Happy 5k! If this isn't something you'll write, I am sorry, please do not block me, I can't tell if this is following the rules or not.

Your husband held your hand as you started the morning without taking your heat suppressant pill for the first time.

You wanted to have kittens with him so badly, and he wanted to fuck you full of pups, so the two of you decided that it was beast for you to temporarily stop taking them so you could mate properly.

“You think it’ll be okay?” he asked, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand.

You frowned, leaning against him. “I’m not sure… it’ll take a few days for the suppressant to leave my system. I’ll find out then…”

And find out you did.

Your husband returned home after a long day of work, only for his cock to immediately strain against his pants when he picked up the smell of your heat. He could hear your desperate little mews from the bedroom, walking in to see you crying and begging for release.

You had never felt such an ache in your cunt, and had never really felt the urge to masturbate so you had no idea what to do. He watched you struggle to finger yourself and play with your clit, your pretty kitty tail rubbing against your fat, wet pussy.

“Poor baby, can’t even make herself cum…”

He fucked his fingers into you, making your back arch. “Mmph! P-please, need more!”

You panted, your body feeling like it was on fire. His fingers were a little help, but it was like throwing a bucket of water on a house fire.

You needed more.

“Shh, sweetheart. Gotta stretch you out, okay? Can you be my good girl and wait for me?”

He moved his fingers in a scissoring motion, trying his best to stretch you out as quickly as possible.

You nearly lost it when you felt him kiss your inner thigh, his lips moving to your fat pussy. He licked your clit, sucking on it as his fingers kept fucking into you.

After a few moments you cried out, cumming on his fingers and writhing on the bed. Orgasming while in heat was like nothing you’d ever felt before!

Your entire body spasmed as he pulled out his fingers from your aching pussy with a wet squelch. It took him a second to compose himself, watching your pussy ooze. There was a mess under your hips already, and your scent alone was driving him insane!

He already towered over you, but now he seemed to loom over your body like a predator ready to pounce on its prey.

He rolled you onto your fat tummy, lifting your hips so he could properly mount you. By now, he was going off of pure instinct, ready to breed his fertile little mate.

“Mew…”

You let out a pathetic little meow as he sunk into you. The two of you had sex before, but now it was an entirely different experience.

The pleasure was multiplied tenfold, and he was so much more intense than he had been previously. “Wanna make puppies with you! W-wanna-!”

You buried your face into the pillow as he pounded your kitty cunt. His grip on your tail made you cry out, arching your back so he could reach you better.

Your hips and legs were easily lifted off the bed as he began using your fat pussy to get off, his mind fat gone. You didn’t mind, the feeling of him knotting you and filling your belly with cum over and over again was the only thing helping to calm the heat in your body.

The next day, your mate fussed over you, feeling terrible that he went overboard and lost control.

“I’m sorry, little one… your heat, it just-“

You butted your head against him affectionately, purring as he began to pet you.

“I think it’s what I needed… thank you for being with me for my first heat.”

“Of course… I’m your husband and mate, it’s my responsibility to take care of you.”

The two of you spent the morning cuddling in bed, soft purrs and loving mews filling the air.

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[bagerfluff]

Catboy Casper Headcanons - SFW/NSFW

hmmmm. Catboy!Casper, doing holy and unholy things to my brain

if you have any more headcanons feel free to reblog and had them. And if you want me to write a drabble or fic about one of these headcanons just ask

SFW

Catboy!Casper being the prettiest thing ever. I mean look at this. With his white ears and tail that match his hair. Tail slightly fluffy and ears just a little more fluffy.

Catboy!Casper being able to turn into a white cat with red eyes. Him sitting in your lap while you work. Cuddling up with your pet. Follow you when you leave. Imagine you look out a window or look down an alley way just to see red eyed cat looking at you

Catboy!Casper pushing his head up into your hand as you pet him. A small blush on his face as you play with his hair. Fingers running near the base of his ears, sometimes rubbing the backs of them

Catboy!Casper looking extra cute when he blushes with his ears pressed against his head and tail slowly swaying back and forth.

Catboy!Casper purring when he's comfortable. Purring when you hold him, purring when you kiss him, purring in his sleep cause he dreams of you.

Catboy!Casper pouting when you get home late. Ears flat on his head, arms crossed, tail still on the bed. Azrael in his arms, face buried on top of Azrael's head. It bringing him comfort as he waits for you. Ear's perking up when he hears the door open.

Catboy!Casper being hyper aware. His ears perk up at any sound outside the door, wondering if it's you. Him getting up just a few minutes after you. Hearing you get up and not smelling you near him anymore.

Catboy!Casper running up to you to hug you when you get home. Head resting on your shoulder, nuzzling his face into your shoulder. Displeased that you smell like other people. Ears perked up to listen to your voice, it being music to his ears. Tail wrapping around your leg, you were his.

Catboy!Casper curling up on your bed. Sleeping like an cat surrounded by your sent and sometimes even held in your arms. Azrael in his arms as he falls asleep content.

Catboy!Casper blushing at simple pet names like kitten. He'll try to deny it but he loves that pet name. Not like he can hide it anyway. His tail wags every time you call him that.

Catboy!Casper being scared of loud noises. He doesn't jump or scream, but he hissing and will scratch the nearest thing if he's scared. He won't admit it, but he really wants to cuddle you when he's scare. Which means it's up to you to cuddle him.

Catboy!Casper and his canines, Two sharp teeth on his top jaw. They look good but hurt when you kiss him. They leave two red dots when Casper lightly bites you. You love them though.

NSFW

Catboy!Casper and his pussy. He's a cat, of course he has one.

Catboy!Casper arching his back like a cat while you fuck him from behind. Tail wrapping around your leg to keep you there.

Catboy!Casper being extra needy in his heat. Always wanting to be fucked and whining when you don't fuck him.

Catboy!Casper fucking himself with a dildo when your at work. Just for you to come one early and see him bouncing up and down on it in your bed.

Catboy!Casper with his ears pinned to his head and tail constantly moving. Sometimes his tail curls forward to rub his dick.

Catboy!Casper begging for you to breed him. Cum in him. Give him your children. Despite what he says he would be a great dad.

Catboy!Casper making the cutest noises when toy fuck him. He whines and moans so loud that your neighbors definitely know what's happening. Not that you or Casper care.

Catboy!Casper loving praise and degradation. Call him your pretty little whore. Your perfect slut. The best kitten to breed. He'll melt and moan even louder then before.

Catboy!Casper finally getting his fill and falling against the bed. Tail still wrapped around your leg as you kiss his forehead. Casper expects that best after care and you don't mind, anything for your kitten.

Catboy!Casper and his sharp canines. Again with this. He loves to bite you when you fuck him. Most of the time drawing blood from the bite. He'll then lick the blood and admire the wounds he left on you. You don't mind that either.

[pickingupmymercedes]

Do you think you can do this one : I really like the idea of growing old with you.”

Where they have a pet and Lewis does this adorable proposal with the animal and it says on the tag will you marry my daddy? And Lewis comes out and gets on one knee and she says yes.

Hi! Of course bestie, hope you like it ❤️

If you want to take part in our celebration, send them in

"I really like the idea of growing old with you"

It was supposed to be a mid-season quick destress, only a few days in Jamaica, just the two of you, before heading to the triple header of the US, Mexico and São Paulo. But the minute you stepped into the familiar state, you saw the mischievous glint in Lewis's eyes, a few familiar faces peeking out from behind the giant welcome bouquet of hibiscus – a couple of close friends grinning like Cheshire cats – and at the front of the pack, there was Roscoe, his tail wagging a frantic welcome.

The second night, after a day of lounging on the beach and indulging in the warm waters, you emerged from a late afternoon dip, the setting sun painting the sky.

As you walked back towards the house, clad in a bikini and nothing much else, you saw Lewis and Roscoe waiting for you where the sand turned into grass. A familiar nervous energy crackled around Lewis, and you watched with a mixture of amusement and curiosity as he whispered something to Roscoe.

The bulldog bounded towards you with a happy thump, his entire body a furry missile. You laughed, dropping down to greet him up in a hug.

But a flash of white caught your eye. Roscoe had something dangling from his collar - a rolled-up piece of paper tied with a red ribbon. With a damp hand, you reached out and untied it, your fingers leaving faint fingerprints on the note. You unfolded it slowly, the words on the page handwritten by Lewis, your brain struggling to catch up with the message "Will you marry my dad?"

You looked up, and your breath hitched. Lewis was on one knee right beside you, Roscoe nestled happily by your side. In his trembling hand, a red velvet box. The lack of his usual confidence took you by surprise but made the moment even more endearing, Lewis looked almost scared to say the words.

You nodded. The unspoken question in his eyes was answered by your simple gesture. "Really?!" he breathed; his voice thick with disbelief. "You'll really marry me?"

You couldn't hold back a giggle as you gently pulled him up to his feet, his entire body tense with anticipation. You cupped his face in your hands, looking into his hopeful eyes. "Yes," you whispered. Your answer sparking another burst of laughter in both of you, the sound echoing across the quiet beach. Roscoe, jumped at Lewis's legs, demanding attention.

Lewis opened the box, revealing the enormous ring inside, but you couldn’t care less as his voice, barely above a murmur, sounded just like when he had had the best day. "You're gonna have to put up with me for a very long time, are you really sure?"

You didn't need another question. You knew, with absolute certainty, what you wanted.

You stepped closer, leaning in and kissed him softly. "I really like the idea of growing old with you," you whispered in his lips, the words a promise to him and the crashing waves of the ocean that had witnessed love in its purest form.

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[fairyofjaeyun]

asking them for a threesome ꨄ

[7:07] now playing: criminal love - enhypen

[a/n] well this one got loonnggg 😅 this is my first post after not writing in a long ass time so I hope it’s good 😭😭

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—heeseung ✩

there’s little resistance from him. heeseung’s a proud whore so he instantly called up his proud whore friend. jake loved the idea of being your puppy along side hee. therefore, it was a smooth and quick process from planning to having them collared and plugged up on their knees for you. they both looked up with you with a dumb, yet undeniably pretty, fucked out look as you tugged on their collars. cat and dog ears rested on their heads with matching tails nestled deep inside of them—they were being such good pets for you. jake let his tongue hang and drool as you shoved your fingers into his mouth, happily sucking them as you caressed heeseung’s face. heeseung tilts his head to kiss your fingers, a gestures that’s quite wholesome until his tongue and teeth get involved, whining to get more of your attention. you then instructed them to bend over so they were arching in doggy with their tails nearly touching as they faced opposite of each other. they obeyed you but looked at you with questioning eyes, then watched you pull out a long and girthy double ended dildo, their faces practically lighting up.

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—jay ✩

like jake, jay would also be hesitant of this request. adding another partner during sex wasn’t something that really crossed his mind. mostly due to the fact that he enjoyed your intimacy so much, and partially because knowing you, he knew his bratty tendencies would lead him to a rather cruel and humiliating predicament. though perhaps that would make it exciting, he thought. so there they were—jay and heeseung cuffed and blindfolded with cockrings set to a low vibration setting. jay so far has been quiet, his arms flexing every so often in anticipation that you finally touch him. meanwhile, heeseung has been moaning and practically babbling like a slut. “please miss,” he whines, “please touch me.” the vibration paired with the restriction of his hands and sight made his brain fuzzy, especially since you’ve been toying with them for a good ten minutes now. “hmm, I don’t know~” you tap your chin, pretending to put some thought to it, “you both look just so pretty like this. maybe I’ll have you cum untouched.” the two of them are quick to object with their arms flexed against their restraints and pitiful whines emitting from their lips. “please,” jays finally speaks, almost breathlessly. “please what? tell me what you want.” jay could feel you getting closer to him, and his skin gets goosebumps from your presence. “I need you to touch my dick, suck it—fuck me, please. I need you,” he exhaled. you smirk. you got him right where you want him—vulnerable and desperate. and to push him towards his limit, you increase the setting of his cock ring, shamelessly watching him squirm and his dick pulse against his abdomen as you bring a thumb to heeseung’s nipple. hee’s girlish moans quickly filled the room as you rubbed and pinched both of his nipples, leading him to his first dry orgasm and the start of jay’s mind break into your good kitty.

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—Jake ✩

now it would take some convincing for jake. he’s very possessive of you, so the idea of sharing you would be shut down the majority of time. the very few occasions he’s open to it, he needs someone that’s as freaky as he is. sunghoon was the only person he believed that could keep up, and could trust, therefore he invited him. it was awkward at first, but sunghoon was more than happy to spend a night with you two. due to his possessiveness, jake will very obviously try to outperform sunghoon as a way to remind you that he’s yours and you are his, which often leads to a very hot and desperate sunghoon who just wants to make you feel good. like the time when they were both eating you out, and jake, obviously, was nose deep into your pussy with almost no intent of sharing. leaving sunghoon to sit aside and jerk his cock to the sweet sound of your moans, longing to be in jake’s place. you caught on to this and told jake, “puppy, sunghoon would like a turn too,” to which he slowly removes his tongue and pouts but scoots over, his face still hovering over you. sunghoon then lays on his belly and sighs at the sight of how wet you were, and then attaches his lips to your clit, moaning when he hears you gasp. he swirls his tongue around you for a moment, alternating between that and sucking your clit until he eventually catches his breath and jake takes his opportunity to kiss your folds. Their faces squished against each others, neither of them letting up as they moan and lick you up, occasionally looking up at you with their lustful eyes until they see your pretty face as you cum.

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—sunghoon ✩

his immediate thought was sunoo. he’s not sure why. maybe it’s because sunoo looked like the textbook definition of a sub, and like all the pretty boys Sunghoon would watch in porn. there was something about the thought of watching you fuck him that excited him. so when you brought it up, he called him. sunoo laughed at his offer, genuinely thinking it was a joke since it was so out of character for sunghoon, but once he caught the tension and knew that he was indeed serious, he would ultimately agree. sunoo always thought you were pretty and would always catch the subtle hints of your dominance with sunghoon whenever you were together—and maybe there were some times where his thoughts of you became inappropriate. so sunoo wasn’t going to waste this opportunity to be bent over in front of you. his face rested against one of your pillows with his ass in the air, presenting his wet, puffy hole that was recently prepped with your mouth and fingers. Sunghoon sat towards the end of the shared bed, stripped down to just his underwear as he watched you slather the lube onto the strap on. “he looks ready to be fucked, doesn’t he, sunghoon?” you ask your boyfriend. it was as if he was hypnotized as he licked his lips and nodded, watching you rub the tip of your strap to his friends hole and breaching past his entrance.

⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙

—sunoo ✩

you’d have him blushing and giggling. he may try to play off as innocent, but sunoo holds a lot of kinky fantasies up in that pretty head of his. so he agreed and texted jungwon like he had been waiting for you to ask him for ages. you would have two poor, shy boys knelt before you with nervous eyes and fingers darting around as they wait for your next command. you knew you had lucked out getting two good boys so you treated them with extra care, giving them sweet tones and tender gestures as they gradually built their confidence in pleasuring you together. they were set on making you feel good, worshipping you. they let their mouth and hands run along every body part you asked of them with no complaints, their cocks getting harder and wetter as your face contorted in pleasure, not daring to touch themselves without your permission. “are you getting close, mommy?” sunoo asks, his mouth still attached to your tit while jungwon lapped of your folds. it was a very obvious answer. your breath quickening and your body stiffening with your head thrown back were tall tale signs, but sunoo still wanted to hear your praise. “yes, baby. keep going, just like that. you’re both such good boys.” jungwon moans against you and sunoo goes back to sucking on your nipple, massaging your other breast until you cum on jungwon. now you had to reward your two good boys.

⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙

—jungwon ✩

honestly the question would take him aback. he’s still pretty shy when it comes to exploring kinks and sexual fantasies between you two, so the thought of adding another person made him anxious. however, one person did come to mind as you mentioned it… and then the thought of them joining overtook him for the next couple nights. so several days later, jungwon is watching jay slip inside you, completely naked with his hand pulling at his cock. you had told him to pay close attention to how jay was pleasuring you, how he was hitting all the right spots. jungwon seemed to be in a trance as he followed the moves of his elder, and how he was getting such beautiful sounds and reactions from you that’s he’s never heard before. “can I try that too, mommy?” jungwon asks you desperately, cock still in hand. to which you replied, “of course, baby,” since he was being so good. jay carefully pulls out of you and groans when he sees some of your wetness and his precum drip from your hole. jungwon takes his place between your legs and enters you slowly, giving you both time to adjust before he starts thrusting. he brings his thumb to your clit and rubs in circles, copying jay—not too fast but fast enough with just the right amount of pressure to make you clench and wrap your legs around him. “good boy, wonie,” you praise between your moans. “you feel really good, mommy,” he replies breathlessly, picking up the pace of his thrusts. “say thank you to jay, baby,” you tell him, squeezing your legs around him tight, pushing him closer to his orgasm. “mmm~ t-thank you, jay hyung.”

⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙

[vinomino]

Moments with Cats

Featuring: Kaji Ren, Sakura Haruka + Togame Jo

Warnings: a little bit suggestive in Kaji’s part

Kaji Ren

“That thing is pissing me off…” You shoot a glare at Kaji. “Don’t say that to our son!”

“It’s a cat.” Kaji rolls his eyes, and stares at the way you’re holding it like a baby. Ever since that furry thing followed you home last week, it has been the center of your attention and not him.

You’re either cuddling with it, kissing it, or cooing about how cute it was. You’ve completely forgotten about him and he was not having it. Kaji didn’t have patrols today and he was looking forward to spending the entire day in your arms if it weren’t for that pesky little orange animal.

“Shhh, don’t listen to Kaji…” You whisper at the cat. Stroking its chin while it rests its paw against your chest, purring. Kaji blares his music while leaning back against the headboard and chewing down on a sucker. He was about to throw a fit if you didn’t pay attention to him.

At first he didn’t mind the little rascal, but when he finally got you alone underneath him, all flushed, the damn thing had to go and claw the door, meowing to be let in. He felt a blood vessel bursting when you opened the door to comfort it and completely forgetting about him.

BRRT— the cat in your arms immediately runs out of the room to the automatic feeder that just went off. Kaji took this opportunity to shut the door and lock it, “Kaji?” You look up at him all wide eyed as he pressed you down under him.

“What’s wrong—“ Kaji drops his head into your chest. “Pay attention to me.” He grumbles, wrapping his arms around you.

“Are you jealous of the cat?” You have to force yourself to not laugh as you look down at him. Letting out a sigh, running your fingers through his icy blonde hair, “Awww, Kaji….you’ll always be number one in my heart.” You giggle when he grunts.

You ended up catching him telling the cat that he was first in your heart later that night.

Sakura Haruka

“Hey— Ouch!” Sakura clicks his tongue and clutches his hand back. He inspects the scratch as the black beast scatters off to another room. “Sakura, are you okay?!” You scooch over to him to examine his hand. “Y-Ye-Yeah…” He blushed form how close you were, he only now noticed how long your lashes as you look down at his hand.

“Sorry, she doesn’t really like belly rubs. I should’ve told you, but I forgot…” You pass him a napkin to soak up the little red beads of blood that now lined the scratches. “It’s…alright…” Sakura uses the napkin to clean his wound. “It’s just a little car scratch— something like this won’t do anything to me.”

You chuckle, “Still, let me apply some ointment so it doesn’t get infected.” He reluctantly agrees, hoping you don’t see that his fingers are also just as red as his face. Sakura kept staring at you concentrating. The way your brows furrowed a bit, your pouty lips, and especially how smaller and softer your hand was compared to his. Your fingers runnings over his callouses, sending shivers down his spine.

Maybe he should thank your cat for this.

Togame Jo

You walk into your room, seeing your boyfriend all sprawled out on your bed. With the little kitten you guys just found sleeping on his chest. You internally coo at the sight.

“Someone’s getting cozy huh?” You giggle and lay down next to Togame. “Mmm?” His opened his eyes, his green ones finding yours, “Guess girls just love sleeping on my chest.”

You chuckle and face him, raising your hand to pet the little tortoiseshell that was all curled up. Smiling at the way it tilted its head to allow you to scratch its chin. The kitten opening its mouth to yawn.

Togame catches your hand and lifts it to his lips to press a kiss on it. “Something on your mind?” You raise your eyes to look at him. “M’ picturing… you, me, and a little baby right now.” He says against your hand.

“Is that so.” You muse, slipping your hand out of his to brush his hair out of his face. “I’m looking forward to it too…”

Yeah, he was looking forward to it, a lot.

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰ 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐔𝐒 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ I  𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑼𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓

╰┈➤ ❝ sylus x afab!reader | nsfw 18+ mdni

tags : pre-debut sylus? LMAO, on the tamer side of things, zero plot, sexual implications (but no actual sex), sexual tension (lots of it), teasing, heavy petting, kissing, praise, dirty talk (ish), use of pet names "dearheart" "little robin" "love", just pure unawarranted self-indulgence. lmk if i missed any tags!!

wc : 1k

an : obviously zero canon basis so take this as you will, but i guess a girl can dream! (thanks for the brainrot @unluckywisher you know what you did)

"Dance with me, dearheart."

You knew well what it was like to drown.

The tilt of his head, the subtle tug of the corner of his lips—his eyes were half-lidded, eyebrows raised as he looked at you. But whether from amusement or sheer exasperation at your lack of response, you couldn't quite tell anymore.

You'd been trapped in his allure from the start—there was no more escaping this from you.

You knew well what it was like to drown.

His presence was all-consuming.

"Cat got your tongue, little robin?"

His voice rang in your ear as near proof of it. Smooth, sultry, an octave lower than you were used to.... Yet it was still, always, a tremor so mellow. It melted cleanly with the music. Nearly seamless.

You could barely hear the waltz over your own thoughts, all counting and timing lost in this whirlwind of him. There was none that you could look at but him. None that you could think of but him. As if the world would slow to a stop, nevermind the twirls and the spins of your movements—in this moment, what existed, alone, was you, and him.

Your own little world.

And it might as well have been that way.

The dance was the last thing on your mind; now, you'd become alarmingly aware of the placement of his hands—a hold so intimate, so close, much more than the two of you had ever been. He had your right hand clasped tightly in his, held out slightly to the side, and he kept you close. Everything he did seemed to dictate your movements, the way your hand would rest on his shoulder, the way you were flush against his body as the two of you swayed to the melodies... Fingers traced the curve of your spine downwards, nearly a caress, dipping to rest just above the small of your back.

You could feel the warmth of his touch even through the fabric of your dress.

It was scalding.

The heat in your body was impalpable.

You watched as his lips danced into a smile, so smug, so aware of the effect that he had on you... his crimson eyes had you captivated in a look of authority, so hard to look away from.

And then his head dipped down, the tip of his nose brushing against your cheek, his lips finding the shell of your ear:

"You've been awfully quiet, dearheart. I need to hear you."

You didn't really have time to register your response.

"...I just don't have anything t—"

A sudden twirl of your body had his hold digging into your waist, before slowly sliding upwards to steady you—and you hadn't noticed, anymore, how you'd gotten into this position. It was effective enough to render you in a speechless shock. Body tilted down into a dip, your head fell back, leg sliding up his thigh, and he grinned.

It would play out exactly as he wished it to.

"Sylus," you gasped—you were pulled back against his chest in the next moment, and this time, his hand dipped lower.

The sensations were overwhelming.

Slow, timely music continued to play in the background, his breathing soft against your lips as he pressed his temple to yours... Yet the mirth in his eyes would never leave. He had you in his hands just as a feline would, toying a mouse; that much was clear as you felt a shiver run through your body, his lips making contact with the side of your jaw.

"You're not thinking anything indecent, are you, love?" he chuckled, a low rumble that nearly had you whimpering.

"N-no, I..."

"Ah, ah. It's not good for a robin to lie. You know very well that I do know... I know you too well, don't you see?"

His eyes narrowed, and your breath hitched in response.

"You want me, don't you, dearheart?"

His lips moved from your jaw down to your neck, sucking harshly on a particular spot that had you letting out a quiet moan. Your head tilted upwards to allow him more space, and there was that chuckle again. "Mmm. Such a sweet sound. Such a pretty, pretty little robin."

He didn't need to say what else was on his mind; you knew what would have come next.

Such a defenseless, charmed, obedient little robin.

Because he would always call you that when he was pleased.

He too tilted his head back, lapsing your position to place his hand underneath your chin, leaving you no choice but to keep your eyes on him.

And perhaps, that was exactly what had you snapping.

Without giving your desires a second thought any longer, you brought your lips up to his, eyes closing, reveling in the feeling of such plush impropriety against you. You were closer than close. You'd brought your arms over his neck, his own hands making slow, meaningful strokes up over the side of your body.

"And the little robin makes her move."

It was mocking, almost.

Yet, there was another spin before your body returned pulled up against him, the feel of every desire, so unabashed between the two of you in this moment, laid bare before you. His hands smoothed down your waist to grip onto you, pressing you against him—

You could tease, and perhaps you would have, had you not felt the obvious gather of slick between your own thighs.

A lost cause.

He knew, too, you surmised. What with the way he pulled you back into a kiss, licking into your mouth, head tilted to deepen the scope of all his intentions.

The kiss was slow, at first.

Unhurried.

Sweet, despite it all; in time with the music, even as your swaying slowed to a stop, footsteps moving back, back, back, until you nearly crashed into a wall. Bodies pressed so tightly together, the melody moving into its crescendo, your legs hoisted up and wrapped around his waist—

You were panting, naturally, the next you pull apart.

Your arms remained hooked around his neck, the sight of his slightly disheveled appearance, the flush on either of your cheeks more than obvious. He hummed, this time, leaning into you, tongue finding the soft spot behind your ear.

"What a shame," he whispered. His teeth grazed against your skin. The slightest nip had you gasping, the tingle of it zipping straight down to your core. "It turns out you won't be keeping that dress on for the rest of the evening, after all."

⁺₊ / an: tbh just like. idk i have zero excuses for this, we die like men

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[the-weeb-of-the-uchiha]

I'm back whores !!!

Your walking down the street from to the corner store when you see a dinghy, slightly damped cardboard box with the words "cat". You approach the box with caution as to not scare the poor thing. As you pear your head over to look inside it suddenly pops out standing on its hind legs. The first word to come to you mind upon seeing the cat was your boyfriends name, "Satoru".

The cat was dirty but it's features were clear to your eyes. Looked just like Satoru with it's white fur and round blue eyes, that resembled marbles. It was too cute. That when you decided to pick the entire box up and walk to the nearest Pet co.

After hours of talking to workers an a vet, you were finally able to take her home. There was one thing you didn't think about. How the hell were you gonna tell your boyfriend you got a cat.

You return home to you and your boyfriends shared apartment to see he was not home. You shoot him a text to come home as soon as possible and you made it sound important (For the dramatics ofc). You give the cat a nice bath in the sink and get it settled in the master bedroom.

Not even an hour later your boyfriend comes blazing through the door asking if there's an emergency.

"Whats wrong y/n!" Satoru says, grabbing you by your shoulders.

"Satoru, let's sit down and talk" You say as you sit him down.

You can tell by his face he dosen't like where this is going. As soon as you begin to speak the cat run though the living room to hop in your lap. You look at your boyfriend to see his expression.

"What is this supposed to mean? Are you so lonely that you bought a cat? Are you not satisfied with me?!" He says with a hurt look on his face.

"No no Toru thats not it I swear ! She just looks so much like you. Look in the mirror and you'll see."

He picks the cat up and stands in the mirror even taking off hiss blind fold for a better view.

"You two are twins! So cute its like having two of you."

"You got it because it looks like me?" He says still looking in the mirror with a smug grin plastered on him face.

"Yes?"

He smiles to himself now feeling a boost in his ego.

"You can keep it then !"

[houseofevanbuckley]

I need more fics about the time between the end of the date and their coffee date from Tommy pov

I want to read if Tommy went home and opened some ice cream because the cute guy ended up not being what he wished for

Or did he go for a run once he reached home? Or worked out? Or got a beer and looked at the sky from his garden while mulling about his life choices ?

Did he still check his phone all day the next day just in case ?

Did he complain to his dog/cat/pet turtle ?

Did he watch Love,Actually ? Or maybe a slasher because he wanted to just get rid of some frustration ?

Did he spend a few minutes thinking about calling an ex/sex friend so he could still feel liked and not alone ?

Did he hear the echoes of his father’s voice telling him that he’ll never find anyone if he persisted in his “disgusting ways” ? Or Gerrard voice mocking him ?

I need to know !!!

[starboykel]

Little Mermaid 🌊🐬 pt 2 !

part 1!

mermaid!reader x sailor!John Price

!!warnings: fluff, none really just super cute :) F!Reader

English isn't my first language! Not proofread, i apologize for any gramatical mistakes

It has been a few weeks since the strange encounter with the mermaid and captain Price hasn't stopped thinking about her since then. Her beautiful tail, who had shine in that moonlight, the cutesy way she spoke... He wasn't being able to get her out of his mind.

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A few months passed. He had lost hopes to find the mermaid again, she was probably too scared to get out of her place again, he tried staying up as long as he could but he was always dragged to bed by his sailors after 2 am...

Price had a mission today, catch some fish. He prepared everything and got on his boat, he wasn't planning on getting some big catch, just some small fishes that he could eat in 2 or 3 days.

He was in a safe distance from land but still a few far into the ocean, the sea was calm and he didn't had any worries...

While waiting for some fish to take the bait, he starts appreciating the landscape... Which was just the sun and water, but it was still beautiful.

After a few moments, he starts noticing a strange movement on the water, it was getting closer and closer and closer... He grabs his gun and points at it but when he sees the familiar color of the mermaid's tail, he immediately puts it back down.

"Y/N?! Is that you?!" He shouts, looking at the water for any sight of you until you emerged from the water, looking at him with curiosity.

You wanted to ask him what he was doing here, in the middle of nowhere, if he was lost but you couldn't figured out how to say it, it was too complicated for you.

He sighs in relief, "I thought you were dead." He says and sits back on the boat, "What brings you here?" He asks, grabbing a cigarette from his backpack and lightening it up.

When you doesn't answer, he looks at you with a raised eyebrow, "Did the cat got your tongue?" He asks. You tilts your head, looking at him confused... What's a cat?

"What... What cat?" You asks, trying to sound audible, the strong accent making it almost impossible. Price stares at you for a moment before realizing... You don't know what a cat is. He chuckles, looking at you softer.

"Cat is a domestic animal, a feline. You know what a pet is?" He added, looking at you and taking a puff of the cig. You nods, you've read about dogs before in your books but never cats.

"Well cats are... Like little lions, tigers. They hunt rats, cockroaches, uh... You don't know what any of these are, right?" He explained and then asked and sighed when you nod. He took off his phone from his backpack and showed you a picture of a cat, "that's my cat, his name is Whiskers, my daughter begged for a cat after she went to her friend's house, she takes care of him and such." He spoke, smiling.

Your eyes sparkles, that thing was cute! The cat's orange fur mixed with white was adorable, his big dark eyes and pointy ears were like nothing you saw before. Price chuckles, seeing how amazed you looked, you try reaching for the phone but he flinches, "Nuh uh. You're gonna get it wet." He puts his phone back on the backpack, you looks up at him confused and he smiles, "Don't give me that look... Hey, can you get on the boat?" He asks and gives him hand for you to grab. You grab his hand and he lifts you up like if it was nothing and puts you on the boat, that's when he gets a good look on your body.

Your tail was beautiful, shining in the sunshine, the jointed fingers and the fact you didn't had a belly button, it was weird but fascinating, you were so pretty, the wet hair and how the sun shines in your skin was mesmerizing.

"Oh god, you're so beautiful." He was amazed, he touches your cheek and caresses it, feeling your soft skin and how cute your eyes were, it was nothing like he saw before, big but with sharp pupils, probably to see better on the dark sea, you touches his hand, leaning into it, his touch was so comfortable and warm and your skin was chill, kinda blue.

You then see the fishes in the bucket and looks at it a bit confused, you points at it. He looks at it and smiles, "That's what i do to survive, pretty. I sell fish to feed my little girl." He explained and you nods understanding, your family had a similar business, your father hunts shrimp, crab from the deepest seas, the ones that tasted the weirdest and was still extremely delicious.

"Mine... Dad sells... Hm..." You starts but forgets the word for 'crab' and 'shrips', so you starts mimicking the movements of a crab, which makes Price starts laughing heartily, finding it funny and cute.

"Crab? It's that what you're trying to say?" He calms down a bit and asks and but nods.

"Yes... Crap!" He then laughs again, making you confused. "Crap...funny? Haha... Haha!" That just makes him laugh more at your attempt to laugh with him but clearly confused.

He takes a deep breath, "No, no. Crab, crap is what you say when something goes wrong, you know?" He says after calming down a bit, smiling.

You nods, "You know, you nod a lot, does your head doesn't hurt? You can always say 'i understand', 'got it' or 'yes'. C'mon, say with me 'got it'." He teaches you, "G...goot it...?" You try.

"No, no. Got it. Don't extend the 'o'." He smiles, explains. "Got... It.... Got it!" "Yeah! Like that!" His smile widen and he pats your head.

It was getting late and he had to go back to the beach, where the base was so he ruffles your wet hair, "I have to go, it's getting late and you should go too, it might be dangerous, the sea is full of surprises." He says. You smiles, your sharp fangs surprising him, "bye...bye!" You say before jumping on the water, swimming away on the big ocean.

He sighs happily and starts paddling back to base, he caught a good amount of fish and found the mermaid he was looking for, what a day...

┄┄ ︰ ┄୨୧┄ ︰ ┄┄

[nocturne-the-gazer]

Apology Tour Review

I typed this while I watch the episode. Warning this is screenshot heavy. I still watch the show on YT because I need subtitles sometimes but do not worry, I have ad blocker.

This was my face when the episode ended.

The tonal whiplash from the end of EP8 to the beginning of EP9 is jarring. I am tired of hearing Stolas and Blitz talk about sex like we get their whole relationship is build off of it but ugh. It is probably my sex-repulsive talking but it just sounds childish. No one talks about sex like this unless they are teens who laugh when they see 'bitch' in the dictionary.

The anti-Blitzo party reminds me of the episode Gone from SpongeBob where everyone left the town because it was National No SpongeBob Day, and they went to build an effigy on SpongeBob and burn it to the ground.

'I do not look down on you' Stolas has called Blitz fetishy pet names since Season 1 and even called him a 'plaything', that does not sound respectful to me.

Why the fuck did Stolas called Striker Blitz's friend? Does Stolas think all imps know each other? What is next, he thinks all of them look the same too? That is not a racist mindset at all. Blitz not saying 'He is not my friend' at all makes that line even worse. Also, unlike Stolas, Blitz spends time with his daughter and tries treat Loona like how his father treated him.

Oh, more WLW/Sapphic rep, that is nice. The fan artists are going to have a field day with this. This is a win for the WLW/Sapphics.

Me when I get a notification on Twitter.

VEROSIKAAAAAAA!!!!!! MOVE YOU FUCK OWL THE REAL STAR OF THE SHOW IS HERE

Me when I am in my Hater mode. She is having the time of her life! You go girl, SLAY!!

I love me a cute background character and I found one. I love cat themed designs.

Put Verosika back on screen. Me listening to this song, UGH. These lyrics are awful. YAWN. Fuck Stolas, I cannot feel bad for his bitch ass.

'I do not even know why you would want to be with me' Blitz is right about this. What does Stolas see about Blitz outside of sex? Stolas only talks about how good Blitz is in bed and that is it.

'I want to know what it is to not be alone' ????? You are not alone; you have a whole ass daughter!

'I want to be someone's someone'. It is probably my asexuality talking about I am not a fan of media saying stuff like this. Being alone is ok. You do not have to in a relationship to be happy. Being in a relationship is not going to fix your problems. You got to love yourself before loving someone else. I wish I was high while watching this show. Sounds like a fun time and I can just turn my brain off and be like 'OHHHH PRETTY COLORS!!!!" /lh

Damn he fine as hell. Stay away from him Stolas!

YES, THE QUEEN! Blitz being an awful partner to that many people is crazy minus Stolas because they were not dating.

STAY AWAY FROM HIM! I am also tried of the damn tongue kissing. THAT SHIT IS NASTY!! People actually do that????? in real life?????

"Bird stealing"?????????? YA''LL WAS NOT DATING. HAVING SEX WITH SOMEONE IN A CASUAL WAY DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE DATING THEM!!! Stolas needs to spend time with Via, not kissing some random dude at a party.

Damn, this guy is fine as hell too. Anyway, why are trans guys always in the background? That is another post for another day.

My final thoughts/review:

This episode was not as boring as Full Moon, but I am over Blitz and Stolas as characters. Their relationship is like stale and moldy bread. Even though he was drunk, everything Stolas said to Blitz feels hollow. I said this already in this post, but every time Stolas mentions Blitz it is in a sexual fetishy manner. Their relationship was built off of sex.

I wish there was more of Verosika. I like the scene with her and Blitz before the stupid 'bird stealing' line. Her revealing that she was vulnerable when dating Blitz is pretty sad and I hope that she never forgives Blitz like Fizz forgave him.

I wonder if Verosika knew the full story of Blitz and Stolas' relationship. Would she still be on Stolas' side because clearly, she only knows one side of the story and clearly do not want to hear Blitz out because how he treated her.

One positive: Shout out to the background character artists. All the designs are cute, creative, and more appealing than the main cast. Shout to these cute in particular, they are super cute. I want more of them not this bland and tasteless yaoi.

My overall score: 3/10

Needs more Verosika, less Stolas and his pity party.

[smoshyourheadin]

getting a cat with spencer?

welcome to the family

pairing: spencer agnew x f! reader

a/n: cat dad spencer 🫶🫶🫶 sorry this is short!!

the shelter was buzzing with activity as you and spencer walked in, greeted by the chorus of meows and purrs circling your ankles . spencer looked around, a mix of excitement and nervousness in his eyes.

"i can't believe we're actually doing this," he said, his voice tinged with a slight disbelief.

"me neither," you replied with a wide grin. "but it's going to be great. we both need a friend."

as you wandered through the rows of cages, a small, gray kitten caught your attention. the kitten looked up with wide, curious eyes, and spencer's face lit up. "what’s about this one?" he asked, crouching next to the crate. the kitten immediately started purring, rubbing against the bars. he pet he head softly, and she leant into him.

"looks like she's chosen you," you said, laughing softly.

spencer gently picked up the kitten, holding her close. "she’s perfect. what should we name her?"

you thought for a moment, watching the kitten snuggle into spencer's arms. "how about samus, because she’s the best?"

spencer giggled at your remark, knowing samus is your favourite nintendo character, nodding. "samus it is. welcome to the family, little gal."

as you handled the adoption paperwork, you couldn’t help but feel a growing excitement. once everything was finalized, you stepped out of the shelter, spencer carefully carrying samus in her new carrier.

on the drive home, spencer kept glancing back at her. "i think she's already settling in," he said, his voice soft and filled with affection.

"she's going to love it with us," you said, reaching over to squeeze his hand. "and we’re going to love having her."

back at your apartment, you set up samus’ new bed and toys. spencer released her from the carrier, and she immediately began exploring, her tiny paws padding across the floor. she paused to look up at both of you, as if approving her new home.

spencer crouched down, offering her a toy mouse. "welcome home," he said with a smile.

you joined him on the floor, watching as she pounced on the toy. "i love her," you said, leaning into spencer.

he wrapped an arm around you, nodding in agreement. "i love her too. i love you more though"

[berylcups]

La Squadra x Reader: What makes them laugh

CW: suggestive behavior (Melone being Melone), getting scared, food, spicy food, annoyed pets( no pets real or imaginary were harmed in this post), gamer rage, language barriers, minor DNI

Notes: some of the videos suggest may or may not be offensive to you or your morals (mostly referring to cart narcs and some Gi Joe PSAs) so please view at your own discretion and mental health in mind! This is a post made for funsies and not meant to harm in anyway. Humor is subjective and as someone with privilege but also is AuDHD there maybe somethings I overlooked. Just know that Beryl loves you all and cares about you all 💜 Also regarding Prosciutto…he might be a little OOC. The only real humor I could see him having is like boomer humor or political humor but that is such a gross yucky subject and I want to keep this post as positive as possible. I hope I did him justice! I hope you enjoy either way! 💜 Beryl

Risotto

What type of humor do they have?: dark humor/ jump scare reactions

How do they laugh?: he has a low deep rumble of a chuckle when he does laugh it almost sounds like an evil villain’s laughter. It’s a little intimidating! But don’t tell him that we want him to laugh more! 🖤

Anything you do make them laugh?: anytime something makes you jump he can’t help but let out a chuckle. Whether someone shows up in your line of sight suddenly and it startles you, or a loud noise makes you scream like a crack of lightning.

You were in the kitchen of the base sneaking a piece of a cake, you knew nobody else was home so you could easily steal the last piece of strawberry cake. You felt so evil, you couldn’t help but giggle to yourself!

As soon as you took a forkful and put it near your mouth, a flash of lightning struck and you felt a massive hand on your shoulder with hot breath on your neck.

“…that’s the last piece…I hope you plan on sharing it Y/N…” you heard a deep voice rumble.

The pure rush of adrenaline jolted through you like the lightning outside and you jumped up, dropping the plate and letting out the most high pitched pathetic screech. The plate shattered all over the kitchen floor completely ruining the cake.

“Damn it Risotto! Don’t scare me like that!” You whined. “Stop being invisible and show yourself!”

He chuckled as he revealed himself, he had a rare shit eating grin on his face.

“Sorry… I really couldn’t help myself. It was the perfect opportunity to get you like that.” He snickered as rubbed your head.

“Sigh…I’m happy that you are enjoying yourself. But I almost peed myself and I dropped a perfectly good piece of cake.” You whined.

“Well I hate to say it but karma is a bitch. That’s what happens when you try to sneak off with the last piece.” He smirked as he got out the broom and dust pan.

“And I would have gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for you being a creeper.” You huffed.

What types of videos make them laugh?: jumpscare reactions- especially if it’s older people playing the scary maze. He thinks it’s hilarious! But he feels bad when he sees little kids get scared, that’s not funny to him 😞 any kid age 12+ though is fine with him- it’s time for them to grow up 😈

Any examples?: nothing specific- look for videos of people getting tricked into getting jump scared 😅 like scary maze, the video of the car driving down through the hills, FNAF, etc.

Formaggio

What type of humor do they have?: funny memes/ voice over parodies

How do they laugh?: he starts off with a goofy low deep chuckle then as it progresses it turns into a roaring laughter where he’s gasping and holding his stomach. Very infectious 🤭

Anything you do make them laugh?: This guy is all giggles! It’s never hard to make him laugh. But his favorite thing is when you reference his favorite videos.

“Hey hey hey~! Get off the counter Asiago!” You scolded the cat. The grey furball turned its butt at you and continued to prance across the counter. “Oh? We’re playing this game huh? Don’t make me give you a body massage~…”

“Who wants a body massage?”you asked in a deep voice, picking up the cat off the counter before she could escape.

“Mister body massage machine GO” you aggressively rubbed the cats belly.

“Pfft hey~! Where’s my body massage?” He laughed watching you playfully manhandle the cat.

“Make me some pork chop sandwiches and maybe zaddy will give ya a body massage!” You struggled to say through your giggling.

The cat was fed up with both of your guys bullshit and jumped out of your arms and ran off hissing.

What types of videos make them laugh?: GI Joe PSAs, Jaboody Dubs- he loves silly voice overs of his favorite American cartoons. Taking them out of context and rewriting the dialogue makes him want to piss himself from laughter.

Any examples?: Pork Chop Sandwiches! I’m a computer, stop all the downloading!

Illuso

What type of humor do they have?: “nailed it “ humor

How do they laugh?: He laughs just as obnoxiously as he does in the dub. Its very unflattering and he sounds like a hyena. Despite that, it’s very contagious!

Anything you do make them laugh?: when you tried to make cute rainbow cupcakes and all the colors bled together making it look like an absolute disaster. The icing melted and the rainbow candy wouldn’t retain its rainbow shape...Its just a sugary sticky mess.

“Ha-Nice job. Very well done.” Illuso snickered. “It looks like a leprechaun vomited all over your cake pan!” he howled.

“It looks so fucking miserable! Did you even try???” he cackled. “Next time, leave the baking to me!”

“Oh fuck off Lulu.”you groaned, rubbing your temples in frustration. “Anytime I pintrest anything, it always-ALWAYS goes wrong.”

He wiped the tears from his face as he tried to calm himself down from his high.

“Hey, hey… Calm down Y/N. Baking is very fickle. I’ll help you out next time. You did the best you could. Trial and error is unfortunately part of the baking process” he said rubbing your back.

“I just really wanted some cute tasty cupcakes…”you pouted.

“I could tell. You didn’t let the cupcakes cool long enough before you put the icing on them. That's why it melted right off.” he stuck a finger in one of the cakes and tasted the frosting. “Mmm…still tastes good though. Lets just eat them anyway. Ugly cake is still good cake.”

.

What types of videos make them laugh?: “Nailed it” show, parkour/stunt fails, live tv bloopers/ fails, makeup fails

Any examples?: grape lady falls

Pesci

What type of humor do they have?: cute animal humor

How do they laugh?: he tries to hold back his laughs but fails with an adorable snort. He has a giggle that sounds like pure joy from an angel. 😇 It’s a big belly laugh and it’s hard not to laugh along with him. Hearing his laugh is always going to put you in a good mood! 😁

Anything you do make them laugh?: when you panic and freak out holding an upset octopus that you accidentally caught while fishing.

“lil guppy~! Put down the camera and help me~! Ow ow ow!” You squealed trying to pry to the angry octopuses suction cups off of you.

“My poor precious pearl! Don’t worry! I’ll help you!” He quickly took a few more pictures of your scuffle with the cephalopod and walked over to gently but firmly pull the tentacles off your face and chest.

He wrangled the fuming octopus and gently but swiftly removed the hook from it. He then he quickly dropped it back into its home in the sea.

“Oh thank god… Thank you Pesci. You’re my hero!” You sighed in relief and rubbed the sore spots the suction cups left.

. “You’re very welcome Y/N. I’m just thankful you’re okay. You weren’t in any real danger. Octopus encounters are just really uncomfortable.” Pesci looks at you and your red splotches, making a gentle giggle.

“What’s so funny??” You whined, putting hands on your hips. You were annoyed he was laughing after a moment like this but knowing how kind he was you’d give him a moment to explain himself.

“The octopus gave you a bunch of welts making it look like you have polka dots!” He laughed light-heartedly. “ you poor thing, I’ll have to give you some cream to help your irritated skin.”

“Sigh… I’m so accident prone. Maybe it was a bad idea to join you on your fishing trips.” You pouted.

“No! Not at all!” He said, giving you a big reassuring hug . “ I love having you with me! I want you to come with me all the time!…only if you want to of course.”

“I’d love too.” You smiled. “As long as I don’t catch anymore angry octopi.” You softly giggled.

What types of videos make them laugh?: he loves watching cat and dog videos of them being silly and doing goofy things! He has a wholesome sense of humor.

Any examples?: Today I groomed a new species | the weirdest cat ever. Cat barking like dog. Dog of wisdom

Prosciutto

What type of humor do they have?: instant karma

How do they laugh?: he has a deep, rich laughter. It sounds very indulgent. It starts out with a mild wheeze then a chuckle that rumbles out of his chest. He has a habit to put a hand to his forehead and shake his head before he really starts laughing. If you have a voice kink his laughter might make you start acting unwise 😳

Anything you do make them laugh?: it has nothing to do with his type of humor but you underestimate something. You were weak to heat but you thought you could handle some of Prosciuttos pasta arrabiata. You… couldn’t handle it at all.

You were having lunch with your beloved partner. You were eating Gnocchi Sorrentina and he had Pasta Arrabiata. It looked so good and smelled good too. You wanted a taste.

“Hey Prosci, let me have a bite of your pasta pretty please? It looks sooo good!” You said trying not to drool.

“Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow. “I’m more than happy to share amore, but it’s very spicy. I know you don’t do well with spicy foods… are you sure you want to try it?” He asked.

“I know I’m weak to spice but it can’t be THAT spicy. Your nose isn’t even running and you're not sweating! I can handle it!” You reassured him. “May I have just a bite please?”

He seemed a little wary but he took a forkful and guided it towards your mouth.

“Okay amore. Here you go. Open up.” He said bring the fork closer to your lips.

You opened your mouth happily inviting the food into your mouth. You chewed as you felt your senses overcome you. Perfectly al dente pasta and a delicious tomato sauce tantalizing your taste buds.

“Oh my~! Prosci it’s so goo-“an unsettling sensation overcame your mouth. You felt your nose get runny and the sweat begin to form on your skin. The heat in your mouth has made itself known. You could feel it in all your soft tissues, your throat, and even your teeth!

“So..so hot!” You panicked. You jump up from your chair and scramble to the sink to drink water directly from the tap.

Prosciutto wheezed and let a hearty laugh out of his chest.

“I told you it was going to be spicy Y/N!” He wheezed.

“I didn’t think it was going to be THAT spicy!” You gargled. “Ahh~ the pain won’t stop!”

“Drink milk amore. Fats neutralize the capsaicin.” He chucked as watched.

You slammed open the fridge and grabbed the milk and drank straight from it, not caring it was for Pesci. You’d buy him a new one. You drank the rest of the leftover milk panting hard.

“Feel better?” He asked.

“ Yeah… the pain is gone. But now I’m going to have to worry about my lactose intolerance later…” you panted. “I owe Pesci a new milk jug.”

“We’ll worry about that when we come to it.” He said kissing your forehead.

What types of videos make them laugh?: anything to do with instant karma or people getting what they deserve… he looks like he’d enjoy public freakouts/karens getting what they deserve 😂

Any examples?: nothing specific, maybe CartNarcs? He’d like watching people messing with others and then they end up failing at their pranks or they end up getting served 😅

Melone

What type of humor do they have?: “That’s what she said “/ dirty minded humor & video game humor

How do they laugh?: he starts with a giggle and has a somewhat feminine light laugh. It’s very attractive

Anything you do make them laugh?: when you get frustrated playing video games and falling at them. 😅

You were sitting in front of the tv frustrated. You KNOW if you did enough backwards long jumps in rapid succession you could get through the endless stairs and to the final fight with bowser.

“Ugh… come on! It’s soooo hard!” You moaned in frustration.

“That’s what she said.” Melone snickered as he watched you helplessly try to glitch your way up the stairs.

“Ugh shut it Mel.” You hissed.

You kept trying and trying… no success. Your hands were beginning to cramp up.

“Aaah~! My hands! They’re cramping! Finish already!” You bitched.

“That’s what she said~.” He giggled louder.

“Melone! Not right now!” You barked.

“Now now Y/N… it’s just a game ~” he waved his finger at you.

You got so close, but your hands cramped up and spasmed. You had enough and threw your controller to the side.

“WELL FUCK ME SIDEWAYS!” You screeched. “ I give up!”

“That can be arranged ~” he purred while rubbing your shoulders. “ Calm down Y/N, it’s just a game… if you want you can take frustration out on me if you know what I mean ~.” He said kissing the shell of your ear.

“Sigh. ok, fine.” You giggled. “ You always know how to put me in a better mood.”

What types of videos make them laugh?: video game glitches, bad video game hacks

Any examples?: streamers or lets-players: ex: Vargskelethor, Vinesauce, Jerma, (my top 3 personally!) or overly popular YTubers like Pewdiepie, Markiplier, etc…

Ghiaccio

What type of humor do they have?: typos/ illiteracy/ misheard words

How do they laugh?: he always tries to hold his laughs in a “Pffft” if it’s really funny he wheezes before he laughs hard holding his ribs. It’s rare but he does laugh!

Anything you do make them laugh?: when you struggle to roll your R’s and say an Italian word but in the wrong way.

“Ghia~ can you bring me the pene for the pasta salad?” You asked, chopping the vegetables.

“Pffft what did you say?” He asked holding back a chuckle.

“You know! The pene pasta! The tube shaped pasta with the tip at the ends!” You said trying to be more specific.

“I have a pene but not pene PASTA.” He wheezed. “We have PENNE pasta.”

“Uh duh! That’s what I just said! What’s gotten into you today?” You huffed grabbing the bowl of pasta out of his hands.

“Y/N… Pene and Penne are two ENTIRELY DIFFERENT things.” He chuckled while wiping a tear from his eye.

“They sound the same! You just say the N a microsecond longer. It can’t be THAT funny! So tell me what I’ve been saying!” You whined

“Cock pasta. You said you were making cock pasta. Not very appetizing if you ask me. Penne is what you want to say- that means pen. Hence the pen shape of the pasta.” He snickered.

“So that’s why all the guys were laughing at me when I was raving about pasta arrabiata with penne?! And you didn’t fucking tell me???” You screeched.

The blue haired man crumpled into a laughing mess gripping his sides. “You can’t blame me for that fuck up! It was a perfect Language barrier!”

What types of videos make them laugh?: misheard lyrics and song parodies, Bone-app-the-teeth type compilations

Any examples?: how is prangent formed? Curse of the weggy board

[starryevermore]

the house of snow (24) ✧ coriolanus snow

the house of snow ✧ a royal coryo au | pinterest board| ao3

pairing: king!coriolanus snow x fem!reader

series summary: the king of panem is in search of a bride. and, for reasons you can never understand, coriolanus snow has set his sights on you. it would never be a happy marriage, you’re sure of that. but none of that matters, because when snow decides he wants something, he will do everything in his power to ensure it is his. 

chapter summary: coriolanus becomes obsessive.

word count: 1,033

series warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, royal au, regency au, arranged marriage, rivals to lovers, obsessive!coryo, jealous!coryo, protective!coryo, eventual smut, eventual pregnancy, more tags to be added later

chapter warnings?: a little angsty, pet name (petal), not proofread

There was seldom a day that Coriolanus didn’t go to consult your physician. He was supposed he was lucky that the physician was being quite handsomely, and the fact that he was King, because any ordinary man would have been turned away long ago with the frequency of Coriolanus’s visits. He couldn’t help himself. HIs stomach had been twisted into knots since your condition became known, and it had only grown worse since you had asked to give birth to the babe at the Snow family cottage. Coriolanus required near-constant reassurances that you, and the babe, would be well. 

You must have thought that Coriolanus was married to the physician himself with how often he frequented the physician’s chambers.

Coriolanus regretted how little time he was able to spend with you as a result. That never stopped him, however, from his obsessive tendency. He refused to let anything happen to you. Coriolanus would not be able to live with himself if he could have done something to prevent the loss of you and failed. If the visits were the only thing he could do, if the only aid he could provide was consulting the best physician in all of Panem, he would do it every hour if he could. 

Still yet, his heart ached at the distance between you and him. You did not come to the office much anymore. The morning sickness had wrecked you for many weeks and, by the time it finally subsided, you were so tired that you would rather sit curled up by your favorite window in the library than begin to think about the political obligations the Crown placed upon you. The most Coriolanus saw of you was during meal times and when you both would retire to your shared chambers. 

It was not enough. 

He wished he could burrow himself under your skin. He wished he could take the burden of pregnancy from you and give it to someone else. He wished he could stop himself from spiraling at the mere thought of not having you by his side. Did you know how mad you drove him? Did you have even the faintest idea what he was willing to do for you? You knew his love, but did you know how deep the well went? Coriolanus had not known love before you, and he would not know it after you. 

“You will be well,” he whispered.

You slept against his chest, arms wrapped around him. There would not be many more nights like this in the coming months as your bump grew with your babe. So he took the time to cherish it now, memorizing the feeling of your weight on top of him. How your soft snores blew air against his chest. The rise and fall of your body at each breath you took. Oh, he took special care to memorize that. You may have promised to let him be the one to go first, but you and he both knew there was no way to guarantee that. And if he did lose you in a few months time, he wanted to remember what it was like when you still breathed.

“I will not allow harm to fall your way.” Coriolanus carded his fingers through your hair, scratched his nails against your scalp. A satisfied noise escaped your lips. “I would take all your pain if you would let me.”

The weight of the bed shifted slightly as Coriolanus the Cat jumped onto the bed. He moved up the mattress and settled on the pillow closest to you. Coriolanus looked at the furry beast, who only offered a quiet mew before focusing its entire attention on you. At least the cat understood. 

“Our son would, too,” Coriolanus continued. “We love you so much. Remember that if Lady Death comes to take you away. Remember what you would leave behind.”

Coriolanus the Cat mew’d in agreement. 

“I love you, petal.”

As Coriolanus fell asleep, he dreamed of a day where the babe was born, safely bundled up in your arms. You were the picture of perfect health, as was the babe. He dreamt of a sweet girl, who had your beauty and your wits. He would spoil her as much as he did you. His princess and his Queen, perfectly safe in his arms. 

By the time morning came, he was filled with renewed vigor to ensure such dreams would become reality. The sun had only just began to rise, and you were still fast asleep, but neither stopped him from slipping out of bed. Coriolanus dressed himself as quickly and as quietly as he could manage without waking you. Before he left, he pressed a kiss to your forehead. If he would not be there when you woke, at least you would still feel his love. 

The physician was already awake when Coriolanus knocked on his door. The man barely regarded him as he opened the door. 

“I have come to update you on my wife’s condition,” Coriolanus said.

The physician eyed him warily. “Your Majesty, I have told you, I do not require these daily updates, nor do I require multiple ones a day. You may rest assured that my scheduled appointments with Her Majesty will suffice.”

Coriolanus straightened, his eyes narrowing at the man. “Is it a crime to wish my wife have a safe pregnancy?”

“Of course not, Your Majesty.”

“Good. Then we shall continue as we have been.”

A sigh loosed from the physician’s lips. 

“What?” Coriolanus demanded. Ire rose up in his chest, strangling his heart. Did the physician know something he didn’t? Was the physician aware that this was all a lost cause? Was he only humoring a man sick with love?

“I am a physician, Your Majesty, not a miracle worker. I have learned and I have trained to do my work. But if death comes to take my patient, there is only so much I can do. No matter how many updates you wish to give me, no matter how carefully I monitor Her Majesty’s condition, if it is her time to go, I cannot always prevent it.”

Coriolanus grabbed the doorknob and slammed the door shut.

[the-golden-comet]

Rating OC Headcanons

Why thank you so much to both @fortunatetragedy , @lychhiker-writes , and @drchenquill for this tag!

Rules: use this headcanon generator to generate some headcanons for your OCs! How accurate are they?

Let’s rank on a Richter Scale 1-10, with 1 being “couldn’t be further from the truth,” and 10 being “Exactly scary dead-on accuracy”

Peter:

1. Will beat someone up if Peter thinks they deserve it. 10/10

No explanation needed. He will absolutely do this.

2. Peter was dropped out of a window as a child. 8/10

He was the one dropping himself out of a window as a child (and nearly as an adult, too 😂)

3. Peter is in your house. 10/10

😨….

Benjamin:

1. Benjamin instinctively cleans messes in their own house as well as other peoples. 7/10

He likes a neat and tidy place, but usually the castle maids would do the cleaning. On a pirate ship? Those duties got stuck with him, and not by choice.

2. Benjamin has not showered in two and a half weeks. 9/10

Nowhere to really shower on a pirate ship in the 17th century….unless you count all the times he’s “accidentally” got clean in the ocean 😬

3. Benjamin could easily survive The Hunger Games. 4/10

Depends on what stage of the book. Early on? He’s dead. Later? He has a little more of a fighting chance. Odds still aren’t always in his favor 😂

Ali:

1. Ali shops exclusivaly at Hot Topic. 5/10

Window shops, absolutely. But he is able to “borrow” the designs for his own wardrobe 🧞‍♂️✨

2. Ali has a pet snake. 1/10

No pets. They wouldn’t do well in the lamp.

3. Ali sings in the shower. 10/10

🎵~Arabian niiiiiiiights~🎵

Noah:

1. Noah is a dog person. 6/10

He’s more of a cat person, but Ali has the personality of a golden retriever so he may as well be tolerant of them 😂

2. Noah is an introvert. 10/10

‘Nuff said.

3. If Noah likes someone, they will give them a pretty rock. 7/10

Yeah, I could see it. The trick is getting Noah to like someone…🤔✨

Tenshi:

1. Tenshi is not allowed to drink energy drinks. 10/10

He’s already excitable. He’d turn into the meme of the person ricocheting off the walls with any more added caffeine

2. Tenshi is a switch. 1/10

Tenshi is a bottom.

3. Tenshi gets ready for christmas way too early. 10/10

He lives with a few humbugs though so they’re keeping him from putting up decorations in July 😂

That was fun! I’ll tag (no pressure): @sunglasses-in-the-bentley , @wyked-ao3 , @autism-purgatory , @paeliae-occasionally , @bookish-karina , @madi-konrad , @alinacapellabooks , @finickyfelix , @deanwax , @rivenantiqnerd , @honeybewrites , @katenewmanwrites , @kaylinalexanderbooks , +open tag! ✨

[starlightsuffered]

Birthday Jeans

Info - smut, thigh riding, kinda cocky Tim, worried reader, a little Dom male, exhibitionism a little bit

"You know there's nothing I need but you," he hummed. We were both warm and buzzing with a bit of champagne. I was glued to his side. The big birthday bash was all for him. All this glitz and glamour for him and I was lucky enough to be this close to him.

My boyfriend had been beaming all evening. He'd been liberal with the PDA which gave me a thrill that couldn't be matched by anything else. He'd received so many name brand things that | had known my homemade card and coupon book of favours would pale in comparison. What did you get the man who had it all?

Since he'd opened the gift, he'd been extra touchy. I'd told him over and over again that l'd get him something else as well. He kept denying that he needed anything. He said me and him being together on this day was gift enough. However, I felt bad, and he kept a smirk on the edge of his lips.

"You sure there's nothing else I can give you?" I asked. I placed my hand on his chest. He squirmed a bit. It wasn't awkward, and I realised there was a bulge in his Jean shorts.

"Well, maybe," he said slowly.

"Tell me," I begged him.

"Well, I don't think you'll want to do it."

"Please!"

"Fine, l'd love if I could get you off, but you just rubbing yourself on my thigh," he said. His eyes roamed down my body. The short black dress I wore was already riding up.

"Here?" | asked him. His smile looked cat like.

"Yeah, in front of all these people, you could show them what I do to you. It would be the best birthday gift in the world," he whispered. It was more of a purr and I shuddered.

"O-okay," I agreed. I lifted my dress and straddled his thigh. He breathed out heavily, his eyes were so bright as he surveyed me. He was panting as his hands cupped my hips.

I began to move and he looked at me like l'd hung the stars. I whined as I rutted my clit against his jeans. The friction made everything heightened.

"You look so good. You're so gorgeous," he murmured. He held my face with one hand and grabbed my hip with the other.

"Feels so good," | whimpered. I looked at him desperately.

"Yeah?" He asked cockily.

"Mmmhmm, I love your body. Oh why did you think I wouldn't say yes to this?"

"You're always so worried about putting your weight on me. I fucking love it. I want all your body. Keep going, I can feel the wet patch. Come on princess."

He was urging me on. At the moment I was so far gone I couldn't think of one negative thing about myself. I just knew I wanted to ride.

His fingers dug into my hips. I knew bruises would be left. I was happy for it. It showed his need.

"You like showing how much your man pleases you don't you?" He whispered. He lowered his hands. He let his thumbs pet the hood of my cunt.

"T-Tim," I said shakily.

"Yeah baby, so good for me. You're so good. Remember that, you're good!" He was almost raising his voice as I rode. I was working myself. I didn't know what to do other than hump. I was helpless for him.

"Com'ere," he slurred happily. He stuck his thumb in my mouth. He pressed down my tongue. He watched me drool and squirm. He loved this and I definitely got off on the dominance he showed.

"Keep riding. I want squirt on these jeans," he nearly growled. I was a pathetic, obedient mess.

"Keep going baby."

"Timothée, you've never been like this," | gulped.

"Now that I know my baby will comply," he crooned. He grasped my neck. No pressure, just a grip.

"I'll do it more."

"Can I come?" | burst out. I had no idea in this moment if I was allowed. This was all so new. I panted as I was blissed out, barely keeping myself from the precipice.

"If you need to," he shrugged. "A bit pathetic that this is all it takes."

"I know!" I screamed as I gripped his thigh and my walls convulsed. I was coming and gasping and begging in incomprehensible words.

"Felt good eh?" He chuckled. He leaned back, arms folded behind his head. I lurched forward and kissed him.

We made out for bit. Finally, I answered.

"So good, make me a slut like that again "

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