smut is great but do you know what’s better? heart wrenching, soul twisting angst that makes you want to cry (take my money)
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He's missing you, missing his baby, and he can't help it. Can't help but think of your touch, your scent, and the way you say his name. The way you love him. Can't help but think of the way you plead for more as he fucks you, as your legs wrapped around his waist trembles with each thrust and he knows he's bringing it home.
Shit.
And so he calls you. Wants to hear your voice, wants to hear you want him the way he wants you. Wants to hear you tell him you love him. He calls you and makes you touch yourself for him, makes you tell him who you belong to. And fuck if the way you say his name isn't heaven to his ears.
He doesn't touch himself. Doesn't want to even though he's rock fucking hard. Just wants to bask in your pleasure and so he does, closing his eyes and listening to the music of your moans, biting back a groan of his own as you cum and he ruins his pants with the intensity of his own orgasm. Damn. He likes this pair, too.
But it doesn't matter, not when he's thinking of how fucking beautiful you always look after you've cum, when you're both basking in the afterglow and your love is once again reaffirmed. And he can't wait to get home. Can't wait to get to you. Can't wait to feel you under him and hear heaven once again.
Can't wait to hear you want him the way he wants you.
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behold my vision
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Your lover who makes themselves home between your legs.
Sucking. Kissing. Caressing. Loving on you.
Your lover who holds you with a stare dazed and penetrating just the same.
Your lover who won't let you cum. Not unless you keep your gaze on them.
"Eyes on me. And only me..."
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Batober is over, but Chris Samnee is still giving us incredible pieces like this one!
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Bat Family by Chris Samnee
Batober prompt: Ascend
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The poets as random TikTok screenshots
Neil
Todd
Charlie
Cameron
Pitts
Meeks
Knox
Chris
Ginny
Mr Keating
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I wish certain fictional characters were real so I could hug them. I wish they were real so I could give them comfort for at least once in their lives.
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ATTENTION DPS FANS: i’m rewriting the Dead Poets Society book right now! I just finished the first scene in the chapel with the four pillars and where Neil and Todd talk to Nolan with their parents. I’m taking script from the actual movie and book but improvising it. This will transcend the book, END HAPPILY (no neil death, no fired keating, no expelled charlie), and go on through their sophomore, junior, and senior years because I want this to be very long! It will be Neil/Todd-centric with ships of temporary Knox/Chris, endgame Knox/Charlie, Ginny/Chris, and Meeks/Pitts. It is on ao3 under @/mqddiegh.
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going through an amazing author’s masterlist (again and again) >>>
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"I don't want it just tonight, I want forever..."
He's missed this. He's missed you, baby.
Missed the feeling of your bare skin against his. Missed the sounds of heaven in his ears. Missed the way your tight heat envelopes him and welcomes him home.
Oh god, you feel so fucking good.
This moment... he wants it to last forever. He wants every fiber of your being to remember it. Wants you to remember the intensity of the way he fucks you, wants you to remember the way he has you begging for more. He wants you to remember the way he presses your foreheads together and makes you look him in the eyes, makes you see how fucking crazy he is for you, how much he wants you like you want him.
Wants you to see and feel how much he'd always want you.
And fuck, you're so beautiful when you come... but he's not gonna stop. He's not gonna stop fucking you.
He's not gonna stop loving you.
He'll do everything in his power to make you remember this moment.
He'll do everything in his power to make it last forever.
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Let's talk about loving on your men the way they love on you.
Let's talk about the way their eyes widen when you tell them that they're cute, gorgeous, beautiful, handsome, or any other adjective you can think of. You've caught them off guard, they look so boyish, and it's so cute.
Let's talk about the way your eyes wander over their body, taking in everything that makes them uniquely them. Let's talk about the way they're watching you watch them and fuck, they've never felt so beautiful before.
Let's talk about kissing and praising the areas they're most self-conscious about.
Let's talk about making them the little spoon, whispering in their ears, running your hand over their bodies, and leaving goosebumps in your wake.
Let's talk about when it's all said and done, there's a small, lopsided grin on their face where confusion or perhaps a frown used to be.
Let's talk about loving on your men the way they love on you.
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