#detective cutie pants

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Ride of your life!

Requested by anon ↳ ❝ [...Chigiri and Kunigami? Threesome? But separate can work too! Just…just need something new for my kings ] ¡! ❞

✎ A/N; Hihi nonnie! decided to add some other guys to this, since I still got a ryu and oli brainrot <3. Hope u like it, enjoy!

SYNOPSIS; car rides with them.

TAGS; ADULT CONTENT(18+). MDNI. NSFW CONTENT.

Risky driving(do NOT do this shi y’all, drive safe) car s€x. Unprotected intercourse. oral (->fem). Established relationships. Semi public s€x (shidou). Oral( ->male). Mutual masturbation(Kunigami). Petnames(pretty, princess, cutie). Dirtytalk.

FEATURING; chigiri, kunigami, shidou, oliver x fem!reader

WK; 1.9k

CHIGIRI HYOMA

He'll never pass on an opportunity to ride shotgun. Especially when you're driving.

You never fail to make his boxers get tight when you reach over the stick shift, soft fingers teasingly brushing across his growing bulge. The red haired is always quick to brush your hand off in a hurry, scolding you to focus on the road.

If he was being honest, he would love nothing more than to just yank your head down to his cock and let your hot mouth work wonders on him. But he obviously can't do that right now. It's way to hazardous. You know that, right?

The car comes to an halt on the red light an he notices your bottom lip caught between your teeth, a malevolent grin tugging on your lips. Chigiri has barely any time to react, your hand already eager to loosen his belt. "F-fuck, stop it. You're driving-" He cuts himself of with a shaky breath once your fingers sneak down his pants and tug his raging boner out, thumb quick to brush across his leaking tip.

You giggle at his reaction, "Stop being such a killjoy and just relax." You look at him through your lashes, eyes swiftly glancing at the red light before you lower your head, one hand still prominent on the wheel. You suck his swollen tip while swiping your tongue along his sensitive slit, causing him to jolt in his seat.

He drops the protest, mouth hanging open as his eyes squeeze shut in bliss, pushing his head into the headrest with gritted teeth.

And he can feel your smirk against him, his lip swiping along his dried lips for moisture.

"Such a fuckin' tease", he breathes out, fingers tangling into your hair until he detects your gag, your throat contracting around his length. He chokes out a moan, hips bucking up into your mouth until his eyes shoot open, realization hitting him.

Hand still stroking the top of your head, he glances onto the road, noticing the yellow light threatening to turn green at any second. "S-shit!"

He yanks your head off of his length, your hazy eyes trying to adjust to the front. To his solace you're swift with your movements, quick to gain control of your senses as you push on the gas, setting the car in motion.

His heart still rapidly beating in shock and excitement, he lets out a sigh of relief, starring daggers into your side right after.

You drunkenly smirk at him, spit dripping down your chin. His dick jumps in delight at the sight. "Oh come on. Admit it, you like the thrill."

Your absent hand coming up to wipe the access saliva off your face, biting back a laugh as you continue driving, acting oblivious to the scene playing next to you.

He breathes out a laugh, hand moving up to get loose hair out of his face. "Alright, pretty. Why don’t you finish what you started, hmm?“

With that you flash him a cheeky grin, steering the wheel to the next best parking opportunity, halting it.

And as he adjusts his exposed hips on the seat, you lick your lips in delight, arching your back over the console to swallow his needy cock right back into your mouth.

„Atta girl.“ His posture relaxes with your bopping movements, hand finding comfort on the top of your head again, encouraging you to take him deeper.

„Justttt like that. Nice and deep.“

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE

He picks you up, opens the passenger’s seat up for you, get back to the driver’s seat and rests his hand on you plush thighs the entire ride. It’s habitual at this point.

He might even lets his hand travel up a little, caressing your exposed stomach in a loving manner., not failing to flatter you with his never ending compliments.

You found yourself an endless charmer, ready to do anything and everything to see that smile he oh-so loved lighting up his life.

But even he can't help but let the filthy concept of lust cloud his mind. And one thing's for sure - he's not one to shy away from telling you.

"You look so gorgeous right now", his hand is resting on your thigh, goosebumps covering your skin once his thumb soothingly brushes over your groin, "wish I could have you right now", he breathes, auburn eyes burning the image of you further into his mind.

"Who's stopping you?" It's almost a quiet whisper that you return, thigh flexing as you await an reaction. And you receive a clear message once his hand spanks over the naked skin of your thigh, soft hand rubbing over the red imprint in apology.

"Be a good girl and get ready for me back there yeah?" Sharp chin motioning you to make headway.

Within a blink of an eye you're already behind him, spread open with your sopping panties on display. "Oh?", his eyes widen at the sight, hand struggling to get rid of his belt, frustrated at the tightness of his pants, "All ready and needy for me. Ain't that right, princess?"

You cage your lip between your teeth, eagerly nodding at him. Your hands travel down your thighs, slowly putting up a show for the man.

He groans once your hand reaches your drenched panties, outline of your needy heat visible. The orange haired was about to loose his mind, hips unconsciously bucking up into nothingness once he'd undone his belt- only obstacle being his boxers.

You giggle, visibly amused by his action. It doesn't take long for you to push your panties to the side, your eyes shooting up at his face once an almost animalistic growl rings your ears.

Dick already stiff on full display, his hand wraps around the aching length once your fingers play with your folds, teasing him. He lets out a curse under his breath once you push past your entrance, hole swallowing your fingers with ease.

With each twist of his hand he reaches further and further into bliss. The sight of your sobbing cunt on full display, fingers buried into the hilt made him a sound similar to a whimper, fighting the urge to not throw his head back in bliss, to scared he might miss something.

He paces his movements with the speed of your fingers, eyes wandering between your pussy and your face, trying to soak in every tiny motion of yours.

The hand around his dick tightens once he notices your walls tightening around your shaky fingers as you struggle to hit the spot inside of you he could reach in a whiff.

He swallows thickly, hips bucking up into his hand as he imagines his needy cock in replacement of your inexpert fingers. He's got to be inside of you right now, or he might actually die.

"Don't you wanna come back and fuck me, ren'?", you tease, wiggling your hips up to edge him on further. And he bites on.

A snicker leaves the mans lips, upper body turning in his seat to climb to the back in a swift motion. "Yeah? Want me to fuck you?"

Before you could return a sneaky remark, he's already hovering above you, broad chest blocking your view.

"Such a fuckin' tease. Gonna shape you just right for my cock."

SHIDOU RYUSEI

You're familiar with shidous various fixations. But there was one thing you were always rather dubious about - his obsession with fucking you in public.

Obviously, it was rather risky, some might even say mindless to perform such act out in the open - but not him. He didn't care about passerbys seeing the both of you in such a state, hell- he even wanted them to see. He longed for them to see him have you- claim you as his.

"C'monnnn, cutie", he breaks contact from your neck for a brief moment, hand still firmly kneading your behind. "It's damn near empty in here. No one'll see." His deserted hand moves swiftly to reveal his hard on raging against his boxers, rubbing up into your thigh to relief some tension.

You hesitate, hand reaching for the hood of the car to balance yourself. "M' not sure, ryu." Your eyes scan the dark parking lot around you and indeed- it was empty. Besides some parked cars in the distance. it was pitch black, the middle of the night, not a soul but you two around, the dim lights around you slightly illuminating your figures. "What if someone comes?"

He clicks his tongue, mouth still attached to your neck, as he propped one of your legs up the hood, granting him further access to your heat. "Ain't nobody comin' round here at this time", he hikes your dress up just above your belly button, quick to move your panties to the side. You bite your lip at the sudden hit of cold air.

"Besides", his hand places a quick slap to your pussy, "we can just pull that short ass dress of your back down in a whiff, baby. No need to worry."

Your hands fly up his shoulders, clawing into his jacked as you whine. "F-fine. But"- before you can comprehend his movements, his fat head already hangs heavy onto your clit, causing you to bite back a moan.

"Huh? You said sum'?", he teases as he eases himself inside of you, thick length stretching your walls as you clamp down on him, earning a hiss from the man as he begins a steady pace, pelvic brushing against your bud with each push of his hips.

"Suckin' me in so well. Want me that deep, huh?" His movements pick up, his hands gripping your cheeks apart to hold you in place. He shamelessly moans into your mouth, swallowing your sounds in the process.

A gluttonal groan rumbles from his chest, movement of his hips flattering as he neared his release.

You can only cry out at his relentless pace, mind turning numb. "Ya like that? Hell yeahhh you do. You- fuck! Loveee it right?" Your nod is speedy, eyes scrunched up together in lust. "Yes ryu! Love when you f- fuck me real good."

An amused hum leaves him at that, smirk on his face still prominent as he speeds up, curve of his dick hitting your spot just right, causing you to yelp out at the sudden pleasure. "Yesyesss! R-right, right there!"

He could cum right there, just at the sight of your fucked out state. His hand reaches up, placing his fingers around your throat to pull you up to his level, magenta eyes devouring you like a hunter would his prey.

"U' better be on the pill cuz' 'm bouta beat this slutty pussy up."

OLIVER AIKU

Well he didn't expect ... this.

Yeah sure, he told you to put on something nice, since he'd take you out for dinner, but this dress even threw him off his seat.

It hugged your figure perfectly, almost like a second skin, the seductive color adoring your smooth skin, captivating his heterochromatic eyes with each sway of your delicate hips.

"Would ya' look at that", he whistles, eyes roaming over your body, leaned back against the car hood, watching you approach him in swift motion.

You do a small spin, giggling in the process. "Like it?", you ask rather rhetorical, biting back a grin once his hands find comfort on your hips.

He just clicks his tongue in response, finger inching down your dress, coming dangerously close to the end of your dress, fingertips brushing over your thigh.

The dinner can wait, he's got to have desert now.

With a soft pat to your rear, he leans off of the car, shiny canines exposed from his wide grin. "Move that pretty ass to the back. Gonna eat ya reallll good."

You feel your lower belly pulsate at his raspy voice, leaning up to place a quick kiss to his cheek, before disappearing to the backseats.

Oliver followed suit, impatiently shutting the door behind him. You face him, excitement glinting behind your eyes as his hands snatch your heels, your dress riding up in the process.

His eyes flicker between your curious face and the lace covering your pussy that matched the color of your dress.

"Oli', we'll be late." He hushed you with a quick kiss to your hidden cunt, his thumb teasing your clit through your panties. "We got all the time of the word. Jus' relax and let me eat, would ya? M' starvin'."

And with that, he pushed your panties to the side, burying his face right into your heat. His tongue licks a long stripe along your vulva, earning an eager moan from you.

"O-oh." He continues his antics while his hands hold your hips in place, grunting into you once your hands tangle into his dark locks, pushing him further into your cunt. "s-so good , Oli'", you murmur, head throwing back as his tongue pushes past your entrance, slurping up your juices.

He makes out with your cunt, tongue spelling his name to your clit as his fingers replace his mouth on your entrance.

Your eyes roll to the back of your skull and you can feel his shit-eating grin against you.

He's so cocky, trying to hide the fact that his boxers are screwed tight against his hard cock, trying to ease the strain by bucking his hips into the seats. "Yeah? Feels good? 'f course it does.", he mumbles between your legs, fingers curling up inside of you.

You suck your stomach in, the pleasure roaming every inch of your body as you feel yourself nearing your release. "mmmhh- fuck! T-think I - I'm gonna cum- shit! R-right there, oli'!"

He speeds up his movements, sucking your click into his mouth while swirling his tongue around it, his fingers relentlessly massaging that gushy spot inside of you.

And once he feels your walls tightening around his digits, he retreats them, mouth covering your hole to catch your fluid inside of his mouth.

"Yeah, c'mon, pretty. Cum." His words are barely audible, but you still comply, back arching off the seats as you squirt inside his mouth, thighs clamping around his head to ride out your orgasm.

He swallows all of it, bruising tight grip still prominent on your hips. "That'ssss it."

The man doesn't stop, his hunger still not fulfilled as he continues to swirl his tongue through your folds, your heel digging into his back, legs shacking from the overstimulating pleasure.

"Ya can take one more. One more, then we'll go, I promise."

You sob, hands crawling into the leather beneath you, and you know, you'll probably skip dinner tonight.

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Mr Fancy Pants

Alright, so here is another Rafael Barba/Gender Neutral story. The reader is undercover, they don't work for SVU but Finn and Liv know them. Amanda arrests them, and Rafael sits in on the interview, where the reader flirts with him.

Feel free to make requests :)

Warnings: Sexual under tones, discussion of violence, but not overly detailed. And I think that is it.

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Return of Sunshine

Your hands were finally free of the hand cuffs as a detective lead you into an interrogation room. You rubbed at your wrists, pretending that they were chaffed a little, pouting at the blonde detective when she pushed at your shoulder to force you into a chair across from where a man in a suit was standing behind another chair.

“No need for the rough treatment detective,” you whined, slumping a little into the back of the incredibly uncomfortable chair. “I didn’t consent to that. And aren’t you sex crime cops meant to be all about that?”

“That wasn’t rough, Sunshine,” Amanda said stopping herself from rolling her eyes. The man however, did not contain himself.

“Sunshine?” he looked at Amanda with an eyebrow raised. You studied his profile allowing a sly, flirty grin to pull at your lips.

“Yeah, Sunshine,” you answered drawing his eyes to you. “Cause I’m just all smiles and happiness. And anyone who leaves my bed is smiling like sunshine.” You winked at him, eyes slowly moving up and down his body. “Could give you that experience, cutie.”

“You’ve been brought in on charges of solicitation and you’re soliciting an ADA?” he’s voice was full of disbelief at your actions.

“No, I’m offering you the chance to experience my full attention on you and only you, a fun time between two adults, a hook up if you will, people have them all the time,” you said narrowing your brows, grin changing to a pout again as you puffed out your cheeks a little. “I have no idea why little miss south here arrested me. I didn’t do a thing. Won’t be asking her if she wants to come to bed with me that’s for sure. Not asking before handcuffing me and being all rough.”

“I’m a cop arresting a suspect in relation to a crime, I don’t need to ask your permission,” Amanda stated. “Now, you can pretend all you like, but we know you were seen around other workers. We want to know if you’ve ever seen this girl before.”

Amanda opened the folder that was on the desk as she took a seat. The ADA still standing. Amanda put a photo in-front of you of a girl who looked barely in her twenties, with long red hair and freckles spattered across her cheeks. You looked down at it before looking back at the ADA.

“Don’t I at least get to know your name?” you asked, looking at him from under your lashes biting your lip. “I mean I don’t mind calling you sexy or handsome or stunningly gorgeous man but I also wanna know your name.”

“I’m Assistant District Attorney Rafael Barba,” he ground out, ignoring your weird flirting. “And enough games, Sunshine.”  

“Games? You think I’m playing games?” you asked innocently, blinking at him. “I could show you some games. With consent of course, might not mind getting cuffed if it’s by you.”

“Sunshine! This girl have you seen her?” Amanda interrupted her voice sharp, the anger bubbling underneath. “We have enough to charge you.”

“With what?” you asked, finally turning your gaze to Amanda’s the teasing glint in them gone, replaced by a sharpness she did not expect. “Just cause I was seen around other workers you just assume I’m also a worker? Have you seen me approach a John? Seen me exchange money for sex? Do I have a record? And last I checked you lot weren’t ones to arrest sex workers.”

“This girl was brutally attacked and murdered, don’t you care?” Amanda asked pulling out more photos, this time crime scene photos, slamming them down on the table in-front of you.

“Rollins, enough,” Finn’s voice cut through the silence that had followed. You turned in your seat to look at the new arrival who was already looking at you. “You gonna help or you just wasting our time, Sunshine? Cause we can put you in lock up for 24hrs. Capice?”

You worried your bottom lip as you looked at Finn, glancing back over your shoulder to Amanda and Rafael. Your eyes eventually were drawn to the crime scene photos of the girl, you sighed rolling your neck before looking back at Finn. You raised an eyebrow, nodding towards the other two. He inclined his head.

“Wanderlust,” you muttered standing up, posture changing as you did. The set of your shoulders pulling back and your face losing any trace of teasing as you indicated the door Finn was standing in. “Her office?”

“Yeah, come on you two,” Finn went back through the door with you close behind. Amanda and Rafael shared a look of confusion before storming after you two.

“What is going on?” Rafael demanded looking at Liv only to see her in the middle of a hug with you smiling widely as you greeted her like old friends.

“You two know each other?” Amanda asked.

“All three of us do,” you answered turning around and crossing your arms across your chest. “Met on another undercover job of mine, where our two cases intersected. Ended up helping each. After it happened for the third time we decided to work out a way to let each player know if we could discuss our cases and provide assistance.”

“You’re a cop?” Amanda asked.

“FBI,” you nodded. “Good tactics by the way but you might want to be careful who you bluff with, you had nothing to charge me with, though I am curious as to what made you decide to arrest me.”

“You matched the description we had of someone who was seen in the same area the girl was attacked,” Amanda answered. “And we had quite a few people mention this new worker who had shown up called, Sunshine.”

“Ah, well, fair enough,” you nodded winking at her a little. “Still not enough to actually arrest me. Could get it thrown out myself.”

Your gaze drifted to Rafael who was leaning against the observation window, arms crossed and his face pulled into a frown as he studied you. His eyes seeming to run up the length of your body before he caught your gaze, he quickly looked away turning his attention to Finn his cheeks turning the smallest bit red.

“Hey, Rafael,” you wanted his attention back on you. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Sunshine’s personality is a little…frisky.”

“It’s fine, Agent,” Rafael muttered. “So, do you have anything that can help our case?”

“Maybe,” you nodded. “I haven’t actually seen that girl but I know a few other workers who have mentioned a particularly nasty John lately. It doesn’t seem like our two cases are directly intersecting beyond me being here but I’ll help in anyway I can, so long as it doesn’t jeopardise my case.”

“Can we expect a lawyer showing up for you?” Liv asked.

“Potentially, Sunshine isn’t working for anyone at the moment, my goal is to try and get the attention of a pimp who has ties to an international trafficking ring, so if I have got their attention they could use this to try and get me to feel indebted to them,” you explained. “Last our contacts said they were here, my job is to get close and get picked to tag along to where the head creeps hang out.”

Rafael’s eyes had turned back to you, without his conscious thought prompting them. Your job sounded dangerous, with quite a few unknown variables. And it didn’t look like you had any gear on you that allowed your handlers to track your movements.  

“We’ll keep our ears open for anything that sounds like it could be your guy,” Finn promised. “What can you tell us about this John?”

“From what I’ve been told, he drives a four door Sudan, it’s a blue/grey colour one of those ones that seems to shift a little in the light, no-one’s been able to give a full number plate but one of the girls I talked to said it ended in 4KY,” you said. “The guy apparently gets them into the back, the with seats laid down and it starts off normal but he starts to get rough, holding them down hard enough to leave bruises, slapping them. One of them said he even pulled out a knife on her, which would match the marks left on your victim.”

“He’s let some of them go?” Rafael asked, a little surprised considering the extremely violent nature of the attack on their victim.

“He might not be looking to actually kill people,” you explained. “The girls I talked to said they didn’t struggle, they kept up the act. One of them started to struggle and fight him and apparently that set him off but once she stopped and even said sorry he calmed down. He sounds like a sadist who gets off on other people’s pain and fear but he doesn’t want them to struggle for real, to fight him. Most likely he wants the fantasy of them fighting but for the most part wants them to appear as if they are enjoying what he is doing, playing a part to whatever desire he has.”

“You get a description?” Amanda asked.

“Yeah, guy was tall and bulky, he had brown hair that was wavy apparently, he was a smoker, and one girl said he had little scars all over his arm,” you listed. “I can point you in the direction of some of the girls, but I can’t talk to them about helping you guys and you can’t mention that I told you where to go.”

“Don’t worry we will be discreet, you can trust us,” Liv squeezed your shoulder. “Thank you.”

“Course, now, as much as I would love to catch up with you two and get to know the rest of the squad we need to get the show on the road,” you grinned. “And by that I mean letting Sunshine go, you have nothing to hold me on.” You cheekily tsked at Amanda, throwing her a wink making her giggle a little.

“Alright you, back in that room,” Liv smiled pulling you into a hug, before moving out of the way for Finn to squeeze you.

“Next time we see you, it better be as you so we can chat,” Finn demanded.

“Alright big guy,” you laughed. You walked to Amanda and held out a hand. “Nice to have met you Amanda, hopefully next time it will be when I don’t have to be undercover, Finn and Liv have a way to contact me, they can pass it on.”

“You too,” Amanda smiled taking your hand. “Be careful, sounds like a tricky undercover op.”

“That just makes it fun,” you winked at her again. “But thank you, I promise I’ll be careful little miss south.”

“Agent,” when you turned back to the door Rafael was already standing there with a hand out.

“Counsellor,” you gripped his hand. “Shall we continue?” he stood to the side to you allow you go through, following in after you with Amanda on his heels.

The two of them watched in interest as you easily slide back in the persona of Sunshine, you slumped back in the chair as they took the seats across from you. You passed your eyes over Amanda to settle on Rafael, your teasing flirty smile appearing again.

“Well, cutie, you gonna cuff me or let me go?” you asked, putting in a purr to your tone.

“You’re free to go Sunshine,” Amanda sighed collecting the photos. “I suggest you find other places to hang out.”

“Aw, you worried about me blondie?” you cooed. Amanda ignored you as she stood up and opened the door to the corridor. You stood up, strolling around the door passing by Rafael who had stood up. You paused for a split second, making sure to lock eyes with him. “Well, Mr Fancy Pants, be sure to give me a call. I promise it’ll be worth it, sexy.”

You winked at him as you passed, subtly slipping a piece of paper into the pocket of his pants as you trailed your fingers over his hand. You pouted as you passed Amanda wiggling your fingers at her as you left but before you left her eye sight you blew her a kiss. Rafael slipped his hand into his pocket to pull out the piece of paper. It was a name and a number, with a question. ‘My flirting was over the top but doesn’t mean it wasn’t true. Call me?’.

“You know, it took them a while before giving me or Finn their personal number,” Liv’s voice said from behind him.

“Hmm,” was all Rafael said, pocketing the piece of paper. He had to forcibly prevent himself from smiling as he joined the squad to discuss their next move, his fingers every now and then touching the piece of paper.

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Rutger and childhood friend to lovers

He’s the cutest ❧

Rutger McGroarty x bsf!reader

I don’t know if you wanted it written as an actual blurb, but I was in an insta edit mood so sorry about that!!

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User73 the baby pictures 😫

Ynofficial god I was some cute 🤭

Rutgermcgroarty you’re so full of yourself

Ynofficial you made a dedicated post abt me and expect me not to talk abt myself….

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Ynofficial thank you Lukey <3

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Ynofficial Heyy Nicky!!

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waverly 🤎

my cutie pie wayhaven detective’s everyday clothes. cc below 🤎

gen: hair / nails

1. top / pants / boots

2. top / pants / boots

3. bodysuit / skirt / boots

4. top / skirt (paywalled) / boots

5. top / skirt (tsr) / boots 

tysm @sentate @arethabee & @babyetears, this cc is mostly theirs 💕

[moonchildstyles]

ideas for u.....

1. detectives!!!!!! doesn't have to be a period piece, but could be cool to see a 1920s-1940s piece!!! could be two rival detectives or y/n (or harry!!!!) seeks help from a detective

2. archeologists!!!!!!!! obsessed with the idea of unearthing secrets about ancient civilizations and the thrill of new knowledge in a fun place

3. calling back to the adore you music video- a cute and quirky town with a cute and quirky boy who works at the late night chippie and y/n comes to town and her world gets changed for the good

4. i will always ask for a revisit of fairy y/n or fairy harry bc it has my heart and only you can write it correctly imo

i'll try to think of more!!!! love you, lindsee!!!!! 🥰💫

ive never thought about detective or like archeologist stuff just bc I fear im not smart enough for that kind of stuff like to talk about that material or like make a coherent story HSUFHSUFHSU buttttttttt I will say I love the aesthetic of a period piece like a 30's noir thing for the detectives femme fatale needing help like....I do love that like I think they'd be very into each other

but you are actually so sick about doing something adore you esque like I cannot believe ie never thought about that!!!! ive def held onto some story plans w an adore you piece but I was not thinking in that kind of direction which is soooooofun like I never thought of it like tourist and h being cutie pants local boy like I do love that ALOTTTTTTTTTTT

and one day I really will touch on fairy y/n again like I have a lot of story for her I just never get around to it shufhsufhsufh

ily always bestie!!!!

[purpleplaid17]

Jess Watches // Sun 15 Sept // Day 353 Synopses & Favourite Scenes & Poll

Ugly Betty (rw with mum) 4x09 Be-Shure

Betty and Hilda have pregnancy scares. Worse, they purchase their Be-Shure instant pregnancy tests from the local pharmacy -- where Ignacio's new girlfriend works. Marc has a plan to get Willie back -- if only Daniel will agree. And Claire gets Amanda's help and tracks down Tyler, the son she long ago gave up for adoption.

Seth Cohen, phoning the Suarez house: Allow me to introduce you to a little something that I like to call Chrismukkah.

Ignacio, hours later explaining why Death Cab For Cutie is his new favourite band:

Interview with the Vampire 2x03 No Pain

Armand tells the history of the Theatre des Vampires; Louis tells of his reluctance to join.

Lestat, from the basement: I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do.

Only Murders in the Building 4x03 Two for the Road

Charles, Oliver and Mabel begrudgingly pair off with new investigators - actors Eugene Levy, Zach Galifianakis and Eva Longoria.

I'm Mabel, never correcting Detective Donna when she calls me the wrong name. Also, when Eva MaBelle was on the Christmas guy's couch and crossed her legs I thought she had assless pants on.

[plaindangan]

A few years after the events of rain code (no spoilers heeere) melami bestgirl- I mean goldmine now somehow looking even more milfy and gorgeous visits the still smoll and cute Yuma (legal before anyone start going crazy, it’s very likely that Yuma is an adult just looking young from what we can guess in game) and his partner, the only one (non human) being that can match melami’s sexiness, shinigami! To get help on a case, of course the fashion lover didn’t do things small, paying them a massive Royal suite at a luxurious hotel. But of course two pridefull and beyond sexy boss girls and an adorable but hung lil cutie in a grand hotel ? Of course it’s going to last all night pufufufu~

Disclaimer: Below is content that's more on the racy side! If not for you, you probably shouldn't read!

"Wow! You really didn't have to pull out the stops like this, Melami!" Yuma said, looking around at their luxury suite he was in. A top tier hotel in Kanai Ward was a rarity, but leave it to Melami to find a way to book one for the both of them.

Melami, dressed in a dark purple dress that highlighted her curvy figure, chuckled and patted the shorter guy on his head. "It was my pleasure, really. Anything to repay the determined cutie whose helping me out in this case. That said..." leaning forward, which gave Yuma a good look at her chest, she smiled ever so lustfully. "I hope you don't that that's all I'm going to give you?"

Yuma's face went red as he got the hint, but before he could say anything a Shinigami materialized, already naked, and pressed his face into her boobs.

"Make that a 'we'! You aren't thinking of fucking without me, right, Master? I'll boom-kill ya if you were~" she said in that joking tone of hers. Without much further ado, Shinigami continued their routine by pulling down Yuma's pants...exposing the fact the guy had an eight inch cock that was twitching in anticipantion.

Crouching next to it, the soft hand of Melami cupped his balls and began touching it with her hand. "As amazing as always, Yuma. Such a thick cock." The detective moaned from the touch, much to Melami's delight. "Glad to see you're still so sensitive down here."

"Hey, hey!! Enough with the hands! Everyone knows if you want some of that Yuma cream, you got to bring out milkers of your own!" With that Shinigami joined in the fun by taking our her own jugs to stick his cock in-between. As Yuma felt his mind go hazy with pleasure, he would witness Melami strip nude herself.

"I didn't forget~ I'm sure to beat your record this time! Whoever gets him to cum for a perfect ten times takes home all the marbles!"

"Bring it! Just like before, no one can out milk me when it comes to draining Master!"

The night was young and long, and for Yuma's case? He hoped this session would go on forever~

[nspdr-neo]

Kyoko and Gladion finally figure out Junkos business experiment deal and boombox shenanigans with volo.

They're ambushed however upon leaving by a thicc Hiyoko who wants to get in Gladions pants now! She won't take no for answer.

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"So that's what happened. An inter-dimensional deal between Junko and Volo. One that involves gaining massive kickbacks from handing over the golden boombox to Volo and together both would use the profits to further their own ends." Kyoko summarized. Both were deep in the Ultimate Despair's hideout, with the detective having sorted through the entirety of the evidence linking Junko and Volo together.

Gladion rolled his eyes. "Tch, figured him and that bitch would be colluding." Taking the evidence he stuffed it into a briefcase. "Well, whatever, we got what we came for now let's go get N and--!!"

"You bitches aren't going anywhere~"

!!!

Turning around, at the entrance was a tall Hiyoko standing in the doorway. Kimono halfway down to show off her E-cups and smirking devilishly. "Junko paid me big time to stop any dweebs snooping around her office!! You ain't going anywhere!!!...Especially a cutie like you~ With that Hiyoko pounced, sending Gladion to the ground and pinning him on the floor. Grunting, he tosses the briefcase to Kyoko.

"Go!!! I'll take care of her!!!!" Without hesitation, Kyoko leaves.

"Eh, doubt that skank'll get far..." Hiyoko shrugged before licking her lips at the glaring Gladion. "Besides, I have a hunk to 'interrogate'~" Rolling up her kimono, Hiyoko turned to show off her lack of panties underneath...and happily pulled down Gladion's~

! Oh...wasn't he packing~ Hiyoko gave a toothy near malicious grin, which had Gladion gulping.

"Now this is really gonna be fun~ Lemme see how much ass you take until you break!!!!" Hiyoko declared her ass rapidly and heavily slamming down on the goth boy's dick, earning agonizingly pleasured moans, quite a bit of cream shooting from his cock (which would just be one shot of many when Hiyoko was done with him) and a Kyoko who could hear his voices in the background, running as fast as she could.

His sacrifice won't be in vain!!!

[theloverscardtarot]

Jessica lange’s characters are always so funny and sassy. I was wondering where “There’s not going to be a swimming pool you stupid slut.” Came from when people on TikTok would use that sound. 🤣

Aww I didn’t know that! That’s cute, I like how he puts himself into some of his characters like Detective Colin. Him dressed in those suits were so cute!

Did you see Natalie’s new post? Prada meets Vans. Love the contrast of their styles! We were just talking about their socks, now we have the shoes 👠 👟

Did you see Sabrina’s newer music video with Barry in it? It was a cool video! I can never get tired of her song espresso. I need to watch that episode. Did you see the episode with Lizzo? She ate those spices like they were nothing! I feel like she was one of the only ones that could take the heat and not even break a sweat. I wish I could still eat hot Cheetos,and hot wings without getting heart burn.

Yes, Aaron Taylor-Johnson is a cutie ❤️

The swimming pool comment will always be iconic lol.

I was literally just thinking that their contrast is so funny. I'm hoping she appreciates it too and that's why she posted it. His Vans and his tan pants and her cute Prada shoes haha.

I saw bits and pieces of Sabrina's video. I think she's super cool. I'm not really into her music, but I appreciate her lyrics haha. They are cute together.

I did not see the Lizzo episode, I will have to watch it. I know there's very few that can make it through so effortlessly. I would personally die lmao. I still need Evan to do hot ones. Like pronto.

[taiblogcomics]

My Little Taury: Friendship is Parodic

Hey there, sheep of your dreams. A rare update for Leap Day! Honestly, couldn't have picked a better series for this to happen during. Seems fitting, no?

Here's the cover:

All right, now you kind of see why I wanted to review this series, eh~? So here are the Taurs, the MLP/Smurfs hybrids that closed out last issue. We'll be getting to know them a bit more closely in this one, so that's all I'll tell you here. Instead, let's analyse these cutie marks. There's some classically evil stuff: skull and crossbones, inverted pentagram, Bill Cipher… A couple over here have Backstabber and Money=Power… Easily the most baffling one is the "stock woman on truck's mudflaps silhouette". What kinda traits does that confer~?

Our hero(?) Steve Harmon wishes to rid himself of his Slapstick persona, and to that end, he's hired tech goon Quasimodo to research a solution. Since Dimension Ecch gave him his powers, a trip back should undo it. They open a makeshift portal, but are detected and apprehended by SHIELD offshoot ARMOR before they can use it. Turns out there's been a rash of incursions from the dimension, including Bro-Man last issue, and they want to know the connection. When another incursion occurs and the Taurs invade, Slapstick volunteers to take care of it to throw ARMOR off his scent.

We actually join this issue by checking in with Slapstick's buddy Mike, who's working at an art supply shop in a mall in Paramus. He's recounting the events of last issue to his co-worker Jenny, noting how it'll make a great scene for his graphic novel. She's mostly feigning interest, privately thinking how it won't last six issues. Yes, very droll, a wink and a nod to the fourth wall. Except Mike's pitching a graphic novel. They aren't sold issue by issue. Maybe Jenny doesn't know that, but I do, and the distinction is something I love to nitpick~

While Mike continues to go on about presenting it at New York Comic Con, he suddenly feels a sudden sharp pain. He turns to find himself being attacked by one of the Taurs. He yells for Jenny that one of the high-end toys from Kay-Bee has gone Westworld, but that doesn't make any sense. Kay-Bee Toys went out of business in 2009! He seizes the Taur, berating it for breaking the First Law of Robotics, only to now have a view outside into the rest of the mall. The rest of the Taurs are running a slaughter over the other mall patrons.

Slapstick is teleported in, and he starts gleefully going to town on the Taurs. It's a fun fight scene, because keep in mind the Taurs are exactly as small as you think. Basically the size of a FiM brushable pony. Less than six inches tall, I'd say. So while Slapstick has the size on them, the Taurs have the numbers, evening the odds. They also have pointier weapons, at least at first. Once they jab him in the eyes, Slapstick utters the utterly immortal lines "No more Mr. Nice Clown! I'm reaching into my angry pants!" God, I love comic books.

Thankfully, Slapstick has no junk, so he won't be arrested for this. Instead, what he pulls from his pants is Bro-Man's sword. It's already been proven that this sword can cut through electroplasm creatures (but not actually kill them), and it's just as effective on the Taurs as it was at bisecting Bro-Man. In fact, it can cut through anything, and Slapstick's wild swinging unfortunately has him cut through a load-bearing support beam to the level above, collapsing part of the mall's walkway on top of him, losing the sword in the rubble.

Before the Taurs can advance again, they're halted by some weapons above. Mike and Jenny turn up, having raided the crafting store they work in to deck themselves out in post-apocalypse armour and makeshift weapons. This gives Slapstick the chance to haul himself out of the heap, where he finds another Taur in his hair. Before he can heave the invader, she has him halt. Introducing herself as Taurette (which thankfully does not lead to the joke you probably think it might), she offers to help Slapstick defeat her brethren if he spares her.

See, she's the only female among her people, and thus is constantly subject to taursplaining and the male gaze. So she requests asylum on the champion's world. Slapstick agrees, not bothering to tell her that his own people are just as bad. She tells them that the Taurs fear only one thing: the Sorceror Supreme of their dimension, Gorgonzola. He's a wizard who's out to capture the Taurs because they excrete gold. Well, at least he doesn't want to eat them. Slapstick gets a crafty look in his eye. Appropriate, since they're also holed up in the craft store.

As the Taurs--led by their red-hatted, bearded leader, Patriarchy Taur--prepare to regroup, suddenly another bearded figure in red flies overhead. The wizard Gorgonzola declares the Taurs have no refuge from his magic in this realm. In close-up, however, it's clearly Mike being hoisted by a rope, while Taurette hides in his fake beard and feeds him lines. The Taurs all soil themselves in terror--which, I remind you, means they all shit out gold nuggets. The sight of all that wealth gets the better of Slapstick, and he drops the rope he's hoisting Mike/Gorgonzola with, right on top of the Taurs.

The Taurs fortunately don't grasp the deception, but they do notice "Gorgonzola" has Taurette, and attempt to recapture her back to their village. Slapstick re-seizes the rope and swings into the fray, pulling Mike aside. He grabs Taurette from the horde, and not knowing how else to protect her, stuffs her down his inter-dimensional pants. Being stuffed down a clown's pants would traumatise anyone, and Taurette snaps at having to cope with this. She declares she will never be a damsel in distress again and grabs a nearby pocket knife defiantly.

Cutting a hole to free herself, Taurette bursts out of Slapstick's pants, causing a load of his stored objects to also come spilling out. Though briefy embarassed at being in his briefs, Slapstick tells Mike and Taurette to run for it while he holds them off. He doesn't initially have a plan until he spots something among the junk: the robot gun-arm he took from Quasimodo in issue 1. The one that shoots a horrifying electroplasm-disrupting beam. He immediately begins scrambling the Taurs into colourful puddles of goo.

The beam only destabilises them, however, it doesn't kill them. They're still alive and aware, and the big pastel puddle begins swirling around Slapstick. Before he can drown in a pool of Taur juices, the ARMOR agents show up with a big vacuum containment device, sucking up the goo formally known as the Taurs. Taurette buddies up to the competent women who just saved the day, while Slapstick tries not to make an ass of himself despite being literally caught with his pants down. The agent he's crushing on gives him a number to call if another incursion happens, and he treats it like a personal number.

The agents depart with Taurette, and Slapstick and Mike leave with the Taurs' golden leavings. A few days go by, and Mike drops by Slapstick's (parents') house to show off having redrawn his comic pages again. At least he's perfecting his craft! He finds Slapstick hopped up on coffee, having spent the last few days re-creating the portal to Dimension Ecch, deliberately in spite of ARMOR's warnings. Unfortunately, as the comic ends, he didn't successfully remake the portal--he made a device that ports Dimension Ecch's nonsense to this dimension, bringing several inanimate objects to cartoony life~

Well, this issue's a lot of fun. It's the least excessively-violent so far, only a bit of blood at the beginning. The Taurs being hyper violent is an excellent joke, contrasting how gentle their two blending series (My Little Pony and The Smurfs) are. The issue is a lot of fight scenes, but it's a lot of cartoony fun in the fight scenes. Most of the comics I complain about just being an issue of fight scenes (see: The Culling or any given Suicide Squad issue) are just schlocky action movie fodder, while this one is more like a stereotypical episode of Tom & Jerry. And also, despite this series not being above lowbrow, crude humour--the jockstrap pile, the Taurs crapping gold, all the mentions of Slapstick's dingus--I applaud it for knowing where the line is and not doing the obvious joke regarding Taurette's name. Kudos, comic~

[flipper-kisses]

I would die for jimmy Baxter.

Bye.

[txmel]

Where is The Little Things trailer??? I need me some Jim Baxter sneak peeks to hold me over until January 29th.

[honestmysteries]

I NEED TO SEE THIS MOVIE NOW 😍🥰🤤🔥🥵

[xmxisxforxmaybe]

A part 2 to Priorities? Make up sex involved?

Well, y’all did it. You summoned my thirst for Detective Cutie Pants, so here’s a Part II for Priorities.

Full smut ahead.

* * * * *

The emotional toil of your conversation sat just beneath your skin, and you knew it was sitting beneath Baxter’s, too. It was in the way he didn’t want to let you go—in the way he kept kissing you, from jawline to earlobe. You scared him, but he had scared you first.

 Fear had a way of making the present seem so . . . present. And suddenly you were filled with an urge to drive him crazy—to make your presence known. So known that he could continue to carry it with him when he left the safety of the home you had built together.

 Your hand ran up the back of his head and you wriggled your fingers into his slick hair, tugging hard enough to free his mouth from your skin.

 With his neck bared, you were the one to press kisses along his sharp jaw, nipping at the bone as you moved from ear to ear.

 Baxter exhaled, noisily, and you pulled his earlobe into your mouth, sucking until he shivered.

 Walking him backward, you released his earlobe as his legs hit the sofa, and with a push of his shoulders, he plopped onto the couch.

 Before he could even look up at you, you were in his lap, tugging on his hair with one hand and pushing his chin up with the other so you could kiss him.

 Your mouth owned his—molding over his lips and sucking, closing your teeth over his full, bottom lip and pulling, thrusting your tongue into his mouth and swirling it around his—and as you ground down into his lap, he was already hard for you.

 With a grunt, you relinquished your assault on his mouth and sat back to loosen his tie. Baxter’s eyes were filled with heat as he watched your face when your fingers moved over the buttons on his dress shirt. You flung it open and ran your hands over the smooth fabric of his undershirt, pinching his nipples and making him tuck that bottom lip of his between his teeth.

 His hands were quiet on your thighs, having already understood that this level of control was what you needed.

 You pulled Bax forward to work the sleeves of his dress shirt off and when you flung it over the back of the couch, the buttons made satisfying pings on your hardwood floor. Needing to touch his skin, you yanked his undershirt out of his dress pants and pulled it over his head, his hair no longer neatly combed.

 Kissing down his neck, you paused when you felt like it to suck, leaving light red marks that would probably fade by dawn. He kept the hair on his torso as neat as the rest of his appearance, so you scratched through the fine smattering of chest hair before sliding off of his lap so you could continue kissing down his body.

 In anticipation, he scooted forward on the couch, his mouth parted as he continued to watch you.

 You mouthed at him over the fabric, teasing his hard cock before you undid his belt and opened his pants. His hips automatically popped up so you could free him, but you pushed him back down, not allowing him to hurry you along.  

 Baxter bit back a groan as you dragged your nails over the tops of his thighs, his arms bent at the elbows as he reached for you, then decided against it.

 With a coy smile, you pulled his cock out of his underwear, then reached up with both hands to lace his fingers with yours. His grip was strong and only intensified as you took him into your mouth, sucking his tip with fervor before sliding your mouth down as far as you could take him.

 “Oh god,” Bax moaned, his palms pressing to yours as your head bobbed between his legs.

 He tasted so good and the way the velvety skin of his cock felt against your tongue almost made you forget the hell he had put you through . . . almost.

 You released him without warning and wriggled your hands free from his grip so you could stand. Baxter’s neck was deepened to a reddish-brown and the color bled down to mottle his chest. He was breathing heavily and the look on his face was one of deprivation—you hadn’t realized how close he was to coming.

 Fixing a haughty expression on your face, you looked down at him as you slowly undressed. When you were naked, you leaned forward to finally free him from his pants and underwear, a task Baxter enthusiastically aided you in.

 You bent your knees and slid back onto the couch, once again straddling his lap.

 “Touch me.”

 Baxter’s hand leapt to your juncture and his index finger easily slid through your wet folds. He sighed at the state of you and slowly eased his middle finger into your body. You clenched around the digit, surprised by how satisfying it felt to have something inside of you.

 It made you long for his cock, but you weren’t ready to give him that much yet. You moved your hips and fucked his finger, watching his eyes as they were trained on your center. When Bax twisted his hand so his thumb could work your clit, you let him, your eyes slipping shut as you rode his hand to an orgasm.

 During the course of getting you off, Baxter’s free hand found its way to his cock and he was pumping himself when you opened your eyes. He pulled his hand away from your center and brought it to his cock, coating the head with your arousal. What remained on his fingers, he slowly licked off as you watched him, half-lidded and aching.

 You took his dick in your hand and guided him into your heat, sinking onto him so swiftly that he bit down on his knuckle to keep from crying out.

 “Baaax,” you exhaled, steadying yourself on his shoulders as you adjusted to his cock.

 “Y/N. Fuck baby. You feel so fucking good.”

 “Wait until I start moving,” you said with a wicked grin, and Baxter reached up to hold on to your hips, but you pushed his hands away.

 Leaning forward, you began to ride him, rotating your hips and grinding on his cock in a way that made his eyes roll back. His hands fumbled in the air before they ghosted over the sides of your breasts.

 Baxter’s hands eventually found their way to your hair, tangling in it as he brought you to his mouth for a sloppy kiss.

 “I love you,” he breathed. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

 “I know. I know,” you answered as you straightened up and bounced on him.

 Baxter thrust up to meet your bounces and with the force of his cock entering you, hitting that good, good, spot inside of you over and over, you knew you were going to come again if he could—

 “Gonna come again. I wanna come again,” you panted.

 He shut his eyes tight and concentrated on fucking you, waiting for you to spill over and when you did, you moaned his name and begged him to come inside of you.

 “Y/N,” he groaned as he came, his hips slowing as he filled you up.

 “Baxter,” you murmured, leaning forward to mumble his name over and over as you peppered his face with kisses.

 “Mmm. So do you forgive me?” he asked quietly, his softening cock still inside of you.

 “Yes. I love you too much not to.”

 “Good. I wanna keep it that way.”

 “Me too. And I also wanna get a good night’s sleep.”

 Baxter chuckled, and when he shifted, his cock fell out of you and you both sucked in a breath at the loss of contact.

 “Hey,” he said, taking your face between his hands, his eyes serious. “Thank you.”

 You smiled and leaned down to kiss him, a sweet, loving kiss that he reciprocated, and both of you knew that no matter what, you’d always have what you needed.

[alottanothing]

This picture is KILLING me. 💀

[plaindangan]

Kirumi is big, kirumi is capable, kirumi is strong, and kirumi, while hidding it for a while, is HUGE massive mommy milkers, thick and strong tights and legs that could make her a part of street fighter. And an ass.. that could EASILY crush most of pre-growth himiko.

At one point, tempted, like every girl, in the competition of showing of who as the best bod, she decides to start revealing way more of her true sizes… and it had some.. particular effects on her life~.. she normally hates it when someone is calling her mommy… but when Shuichi humps against her, hearts in his eyes clearly lust struck, and when she can feel how MASSIVE the ultimate femboy is under that pant calling her like that~… she is a titan, yet she might submit to a simple cutie like that~

Disclaimer: Below is content that's more on the racy side! If not for you, you probably shouldn't read!

Kirumi had hidden her figure for a long while. A maid must never outshine her Master and distracting them from their own duties would a sin it its own right.

But over the weeks...things had begun to change. Perhaps it all started after she was the victor of that twerk off, shaking her ass gracefully in front of...a certain detective. Yes, that has to be the origin.

Afterwards, while she tried to reign herself in...deep down she knew it was impossible. It was so liberating. To finally break out of the confines of her usual dress and just...show off! Breathe! Be her true self!~

So, after much deliberation, she had done it. No longer would she confine her own body! Now...she was going to show it off!~ But...who should be a test for this new her...heh.

"Shuichi? Is something the matter?"

Kirumi was right in front of him. When she visited his office, he was expecting her in usual maid outfit of sorts...s-so....why did she look like this!? To start off, Kirumi was now in black jeans with a gold belt to keep them up and a pair of fur boots to, well, boot!~ Even from just a glance, he could tell how much they were incredibly tight and showed off just how gloriously thicc her thighs were. She could probably crush a skull with ease if she want to!~ But that held nothing compared to her breathtaking ass!~ Shuichi held thoughts about it ever since Kirumi showed off in that twerking competition so seeing it - bouncing and jiggling as Kirumi walked about his agency, knowing it was so incredibly large that she could probably suffocate someone with near ease if she felt like it, going insane knowing it was so soft that Shuichi had to use every ounce of willpower not to sink his hands into - well, it brought up some intense feelings!~

Concerning her top...hoo boy. While Kirumi's usually outfit made herself appear smaller than usual, her new green shirt held no such constraints. It barely reached her midriff, thus exposing her tight, toned stomach!~ But that wasn't the only part it exposed. The shirt had done a poor job of covering up her F-cups and it showed with how much the shirt was straining to keep them from popping up with every bounce. From the cleavage, Shuichi got a good, wonderful, look at her violet bra...and how perky and plump her boobs actually were!~ Combine all of this together and you had a wonderfully sexy woman, that was now walking over to him with such a sly smile on her face.

"Aaaah!" Shuichi squeaked as, when Kirumi was right on top of him, she sat down on his lap, grinding her fat ass all over his crotch. A place which was growing tighter by the second from the lust swelling inside of him.

"My, my, aren't you getting excited?~ Is because of the fact my rump is so close to your...sensitive area, Master? Or..." Turn herself slightly, she crossed her arms under her boobs, as if to taunt Shuichi a bit. "Or is because you now have a better look now of what I was hiding throughout all these years!~ What do you think of them? Of this new look I have?...Of me?" The last part she whispered, leaning closer and closer to Shuichi with a sense of tease...and also of genuine desire of approval. Was this new look something desirable? What did one of the few people she trust think?

...

"M...mommy..." came a soft moan. Something that caught the maid completely off guard. Mommy? Now, normally, Kirumi probably would have been annoyed by such a thing. Not really considering herself a mother just yet. But...well...here's the thing. The one saying it was clearly in a lustful high, looking ever so desperate for her. For her only!~ And, pretty badly too given how much she could feel that long member of his poking at her fat bottom. Maybe...if just this once!

"Heh, alright!~ Why don't you fully show how much you love, Mommy!~" Kissing him on the lips to stun him, Kirumi walked over to his desk and bent over. Seductively, she wiggled her hips as she pulled down both her jeans, but even her lacy purple panties as well. All that was left was her naked, jelly-esque, plump ass that was dying to be plowed!~

"Give it to, Mommy!~ Fuck her won't you, my sweet boy!~ It didn't take long for Shuichi to go about that request! Almost pouncing on Kirumi, he had pulled down his pants and wasted no time in inserting his eight-inch, thick, fuckrod into Kirumi. That wasn't even getting into him reaching around to fondle and grope the milkers her she had so teased him with!~

20 minutes later!~

PLAPPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP!~

"Aaaaaaaaaaah!~ Y-Y-YESSSSSSSSSSSH!! F-FUUUUCK MEEEE!! M-MAKE KIRUMIII INTO A RREAAAAL M-AAAHAMAAAA!~ F-FAAAASTEEER!~ PL-LEAAASE!~ FAAASTER FOR MOMMMYY!~"

What was once graceful turned slutty looking. Kirumi's hair was dishelved, her shirt ripped to shreds and her bra discarded. Thus, her milkers, sleek with sweat, were freed to be played with to Shuichi's content. Being groped and squeezed to his heart's content and Kirumi's delight!~

But her ass remained a prime focus!~ His hips thrusting into her ass, never stopping his absolute fucking of her ass and that tight hole of her's!~ He had already came several times by now, but those heavy balls this emo boy had was still full!~

Such was good for Kirumi!~ Even as her folds had become drenched in sweat and her juices, she was still raring to go!~ Evident by that crooked, absolutely glazed over in ecstasy, smile!~ A maid must always please her Master! She was just glad, even with this new her, she could still do so perfectly!~