#couple romance

[mayonezli]

[her-penetrating-soul]

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🤍 ‿"It won't be love at first sign

when we meet;

It'll be love at first

remembrance."⁀🤍

Rupi Kaur

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[anna-iren]

It always seems that they love us because we are good, and we don’t realize that they love us because those who love us are good.

[anime-love69]

🥰😘😍

[om-is-ok]

The kind of love I desire:

From late night chats to late night walks

From face time to facing each other while dancing irl

From talking about favorite food to cooking for each other

From making hearts on the vc to holding hands

From smiling through text to laughing together.

From dedicating songs to dancing on them

From recommending movies, series, shows, books etc to watching them together

From giving each other nicknames to calling each other by those nickname in front of everyone

From selecting clothes through virtual ways to wearing matching outfits together.

From calls to sitting in silence irl

From just admiring the pictures to seeing you in person till I memories every little detail about you.

From "I miss you" to "Damn we missed our train, let's go and enjoy some more."

From "Thinking about you" to "Today we should go here."

From "Look this reminds me of you" to Creating memories together.

From "I can't wait to meet you" to "Finally we met"

[alex-byers3]

Polaroid Picture(Part One)

(Eddie MunsonxReader) *sexual content*

This is based off my tik tok I made. You can find the tik tok on my account: @lexi.lily.black :) PART TWO IS UP

“Hey, Eddie!” I yell from the bathroom.

“Whaaa?” I hear him shriek from his room.

“Come here!” I yell, giggling.

I hear his footsteps hit the floor, running through the small hallway. Eddie whips into the bathroom, leaning up against the door frame, hair all tussled.

“Hey, pretty lady,” He smirks.

“Hi, pretty boy,” I smile back, biting my lip.

I love how his face burned red whenever I call him that. I close the gap between us and pull him in close to me, my fist full of his ‘hellfire club’ shirt. I kiss him, holding his face with my other hand. I can tell it surprises him, but the hands that wrapped around my waist told me he didn’t mind. He tries to deepen the kiss but I pull away, my lips making a popping noise from sucking his bottom lip.

“Shit,” Eddie smiles, lips were slightly swollen, and rests his forehead on mine.

“I wanted to ask for a favor,” I let go of his shirt and run my hands over his shoulders.

“Sweetheart, you keep kissing me like that, I’ll give you anything you want.” Eddie licks his lips and chuckles.

I slap his chest, it shaking from his laughter.

“Do you wanna hear it or not?” I laugh.

Eddie nods, intently looking me up and down.

I smile and grab the chunky Polaroid camera that was sitting on the counter.

“I wanna try something…and I need your help.” I flash him a smirk and held the Polaroid in his face.

The fucking grin on his face was priceless.

“It would be my pleasure,” He grins and licks his bottom lip.

I pull him into the bathroom by his arm and shut the door. Eddie lets out an excited giggle, making me laugh.

“What are we doing, huh?” Eddie asks.

“Hold this please,” I hand him the camera. He doesn’t question anything. Just takes the camera and looks at me with his big brown puppy dog eyes.

I grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head.

“Hottie alert!” Eddie whistles.

I smile, throwing my shirt on the counter. I stand there with my bootcut jeans and black lacy bra, my dark red shaggy hair dangling off my shoulders. I look at Eddie. He was literally salivating at the mouth.

“Keep it in your pants, Munson,” I tell him.

“I’m not the one stripping, sweetheart. But please continue,” Eddie bites his bottom lip and runs his hand over his chin.

I could see the dirty thoughts running like a well-oiled machine in that big head of his. I grab the clasps on the back of my bra and unclip them. Eddie’s eyes widen like he just watched an angel fall from heaven. The bra straps fall off my shoulders and I toss my bra to where my shirt was. Eddie’s snicker causes a smile and giggles to fall from my lips. I’m now completely topless in front of my boyfriend. It’s not the first time he’s seen me like this, but he always reacts like it’s the first time.

“Jesus Christ, baby,” Eddie’s lips drop open, ending in a shit-eating grin.

“You ready to do your part?” I ask him, the confidence in my voice booming.

Eddie nods his head really fast. I take the camera from him and turn my back to him, leaning into his body.

“I need your hands,” I tell him, making eye contact with him through the mirror in front of us.

“I like where this is going,” Eddie grins.

He puts his hands around my bare waist. I go to correct him, but his lanky fingers and huge palms caress my body, going up to my tits. My breath hitches and I feel the butterflies in my stomach turn into lava. Eddie puts his head in the crook of my neck, his chin just above my right clavicle. His hands reach the sides of the tender skin of my breasts. I watch him in the mirror. He’s watching me. He’s watching the confidence I had seconds ago completely melt away because of his touch. He loves this. I breathe shaky breaths as his fingers devour my breasts. His seductive smile sends lava to my core.

“Am I doing this right?” He whispers his hot breath in my ear, kissing the hot skin under my earlobe.

Goosebumps ravish me and I can already feel my head getting dizzy. I need to keep myself composed. At least till the favor was over.

“I—uh, I need your fingers to cover my nipples,” I struggle to get out.

Eddie nods. I can feel his piercing gaze over my body as he looks down my neck, checking to see where his fingers were.

“You know what my favorite part about this is?” He chuckles.

“What?” I look up at him.

His eyes are staring into my soul. I see playfulness in his eyes and it makes me blush.

“Your boobs are bigger than my hands and they look fucking gorgeous,” He grunts.

He wasn’t wrong. My tits were practically spilling out of his hands. It looked hot. He gives them a small squeeze and I smack his hand out of instinct, leaving him giggling like a love-drunk fool.

“Behave,” I give him a stern look.

“Or what? You’ll punish me?” Eddie kisses my cheek.

“I’m serious, Ed,” I whine.

“Fine, fine,” He grumbles.

I lift up the polaroid into position. I double-check to see if his hands were in the right position. Just as I click the button, I notice that Eddie’s lips are on my cheek.

“Gotta pose for the camera,” He says with his lips still against my cheek.

“Can you handle taking one more?” I ask him, grabbing the picture and waving it around for it to develop.

“Yes ma’am,” He smiles.

I put the photo on the counter and take another photo, Eddie repeats the same pose.

“Thank you,” I tell him waving around the second photo.

I put the camera down and snatch the other photo, still leaning into Eddie’s chest with my back, and his hands still attached to my breasts.

“Which one do you want?” I show him the photos.

He looks intently at them both. I watch his eyes go back and forth. He nods his head at the second photo.

“That one.”

I nod my head and go to leave his grasp, but he won’t detach.

“Eddie,” I say, looking up at him.

“What?” He looks as innocent as he is trying to pull.

“I need to put my clothes back on,” I remind him.

He leans down and kisses my neck.

“No point, I’m just going to take them off of you anyways,” He sucks on the skin under my earlobe. Shivers run down my spine.

This time he squeezes my tits harder and I let out an accidental moan.

“Gotcha,” He says with a seductive tone.

“You could at least do me the courtesy of taking the rest of my clothes off in your room?” I question, smiling.

Eddie chuckles and lets go of my tits and turns me around. He lifts me up from my waist and my legs go instinctively around his hips. He starts walking me to his room, half-naked in his arm, tits bouncing as he goes. Right when we get to his room, he shuts the door with his foot, takes the Polaroids out of my hand, and puts them on this nightstand. He turns and pushes my back flat up against his door. He looks me up and down. My hands cradle his face. He smiles and says to me,

“I wanted to ask you for a favor,”

[holyspirittrinity]

Dreaming of love, peace and warm sunsets...

[nemisplace]

New sensations of lust spread right to her nipples and down to her most sensitive area. She had to have him, had to feel his skin on hers. Come inside me, she whispered. He went on kissing her neck while stroking her thigh. His other hand started twisting her nipples softly but firm as he replied «not just yet»💥❤️‍🔥

Come join my personal playground for a happy holistic life 🌍🔗👇🏻💥

[soul-sketch-art]

Commission comic page for client

Dm for commission

#key #commission #comic #comicpage

[atelier-aria]

[Couple Commission] for kattie <3 This was very sweet to paint...~ I got to freehand the flowers too 🤗

[strawberry-1011]

"Me mordisqueó la comisura del labio.

―¿Significa esto que volverás a viajar con el equipo?

―Pensando en ello.

Podía sentir su sonrisa contra mis labios.

―Piénsalo mejor.

Y entonces su beso detuvo nuestra conversación.

―Joder ―gimió, levantando la cabeza para mirarme―. Te necesito.

―Lo sé ―me senté y me arranqué la camiseta de tirantes―. Yo siento lo mismo.

Se arrodilló delante de mí y se desabrochó la camisa. Le agarré del cinturón y le bajé los pantalones y los calzoncillos. Acerqué la boca a su polla, pero sus manos me atraparon.

―No, joder. Necesito follarte. Ahora.

―¿Ni siquiera un mordisquito?

―¿Por qué sigues con los pantalones puestos? Desnúdate.

Me reí mientras me tumbaba y me quitaba el pantalón del pijama. Él se levantó y dejó caer el pantalón, y luego se arrastró por la cama hacia mí con nada más que una polla dura y una sonrisa. Su mano se deslizó entre mis muslos.

―Si yo no puedo jugar, tú tampoco ―me quejé, mirando el enorme espécimen que salía orgulloso y duro de entre sus piernas.

―¿Estás lista para mí?

―He estado lista para ti desde la primera vez que te vi.

Me agarró de los muslos y me arrastró por la cama.

―¿Lento o rápido?

Giré sobre mi estómago y me puse a cuatro patas.

―Rápido y por detrás.

Se colocó detrás de mis piernas. Jadeé cuando arrastró la cabeza de su polla por mi húmeda raja.

―Una mujer que sabe lo que quiere. Eso me gusta.

Jadeé cuando se introdujo la punta.

―Estoy pensando en cambiar de carrera.

―Oh, sí ―siseó, mientras se empujaba más adentro―. ¿A qué?

―Conejita ―lo miré por encima del hombro y le lancé una mirada pícara―. Quiero ser una conejita.

―Estás demasiado buena para ser una conejita. Y demasiado lista ―dijo con el labio curvado mientras se metía hasta el fondo.

Bajé la cabeza y respiré hondo, dejando que mi cuerpo se adaptara a él.

Joder, se sentía bien.

―Estoy tratando de encontrar una manera de incorporar esto en mi trabajo diario.

Tiró de su polla hacia atrás y sus grandes dedos se clavaron en mis caderas mientras me penetraba.

―Tengo una idea mejor.

Mis dedos se enroscaron en la sábana y gemí.

―Dímelo.

Unos dedos me agarraron del pelo y tiraron de mi cabeza hacia atrás.

―Pon un candado en la puerta de tu oficina.

―¡Max!

―Quiero follarte en ese escritorio tuyo y no preocuparme de que alguien vaya a entrar.

―¿No es eso la mitad de la diversión? Arriesgarse a que mi padre te vea...

Se rió y me dio una fuerte palmada en el culo.

―Tienes prohibido hablar de tu padre cuando estoy hasta las pelotas en tu coño.

―Tú lo trajiste.

Me dio otra palmada en el culo.

―Di algo sucio.

―Tú dime algo sucio.

―Me encanta cuando tienes la boca llena de mi polla.

Gemí.

―Más.

―Me encanta la sensación cuando tu coño ordeña mi polla dura cuando te corres.

―Sí, oh sí. Cuéntame más.

―Quiero que mi semilla caliente plante un bebé dentro de ti.

Me congelé. Él se congeló. Algo delicioso se retorció en mis entrañas.

―¿En serio?

―Joder ―gimió.

―¿Quieres dejarme embarazada? ―Jadeé.

―Se acabó el tiempo de hablar ―me tiró del cabello―. Es hora de ponerse serios aquí".

Puck me secretly, de Odette Stone.

[mayonezli]

[her-penetrating-soul]

"What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life ... to strengthen each other ... to be at one with each other in silent, unspeakable memories."

George Eliot

[aliters]

[om-is-ok]

"Let's get on the train without any destination."

[chloegamesbroficial]

You're mine, Sakura Haruno

Art created by me