#for friends💕💕💕

[nuitthegoddess]

🏳️‍🌈The Lesbian and The Gay besties🏳️‍🌈

This is a birthday gift to one my friends! Her lovely oc Philyra, who’s besties with Aurelian. If some of you know, she is part of the fanfic I am writing! “Once Upon a Night” by (me) MotherHathor! 🤗

[alizalayne]

for my birthday yesterday me and my friends went to a very high production haunted trail and i was so happy and gleeful that most of the actors did not try to scare me because i would see them and smile like i was seeing my favorite most beautiful puppy in the whole wide world

[shorelinnes]

get to know me - skz: favorite friendships [7/?]

sunshine twins

[rhadko]

DVD (TSP animation) youtube mirror!

[esper-eclipse]

like okay dude chill out

[dxckgrxsonx]

"you can pretend all you want, i can see the fucking mess you're making of yourself." + jason please my love??? i love e2l <3

Pairing - Jason Todd x (F) Reader

Words - 900ish

Warnings - 18+ SMUT - Graphic Sexual Content - Unprotected Sex - Cocky!Jason (he's good and he knows it) - Swearing

Notes - Hi my darlings!! It's been far too long since I've written something smutty so here you are!! Hope you enjoy!! <3

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He pisses you off like nothing else on this Earth.

Broad shoulders, incredible skill, smart fucking mouth. He calls you in the middle of the night knowing you’d answer; knowing without a shadow of a doubt that even with you seething and furious and goddamn exhausted, you would still pick up the phone.

He’s smug about it and sometimes, just sometimes, you consider blocking his stupid number.

“I absolutely fucking hate you.” You greet, halfway into a snarl. Vaguely, you acknowledge that it’s not an ideal greeting, but it’s three in the morning and the thread of patience between your fists frays horribly when Jason steps out of the dark, already grinning at the look on your face. “I was sleeping.”

“And yet…” Jason says, watching you far too intently. “Here you are anyway.” He presses forwards, crowds you right up against the nearest flat surface, and tips your head up so you have no choice but to watch him pick you apart. “It’s almost like you can’t say no to me, sweetheart. In fact, I don't think you’ve ever said no to me…”

“Don’t.” You whisper, knowing where he’s heading. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

He presses on you hard enough to bruise; hard enough to scatter hairline fractures through your whole nervous system. It feels like static. It feels like an ache Jason carved into you with his own two hands–and his beautifully thick cock–to mark you as his own.

“You want this.” He breathes, mouth still pitched up in that wicked smirk and your entire world starts bending in the middle, moulding around Jason and warping under his capable hands. You can’t stand it: you hate yourself for it. “You get wet just thinking about it…thinking about me.”

It was a chance meeting and back then you were so goddamn stupid.

You could hardly walk after the first time, cunt stretched open and sore from how many times he opened you up with his fingers–with his cock. He was big and thick and he had no choice but to take his time to get your pretty pussy to yield to him–to let him in. He praised you the whole time, and then fucked you until you were trembling and whimpering and squeezing at his cock.

It was weeks before you heard from him again and nothing you did with your own two hands was enough.

You needed him and he knew it.

You need him now and he knows it.

There’s a wet spot soaking through your underwear and the second Jason see’s it he’s groaning something feral against your throat. Shoving you backwards onto the bed he chases and wedges his broad shoulders between your thighs before you have a chance to flinch them closed.

Grabbing at your knees he spreads you open and pushes your legs back until they’re almost by your ears. Your muscles burn at the stretch, and you try to wiggle out of his grip but Jason leans forward and drags his tongue over the slick fabric covering your weeping slit.

“Fuck you.” You gasp. Unable to think of anything but how much you hate him for what he’s turned you into and how good he makes you feel. “Fuck you so much.”

He laughs and it’s almost mean with how arrogant he is.

Jason releases his hold on your knees to unbuckle his belt and then he’s back, smacking the thick, heavy length of him against your covered pussy. He rubs the fat head through the growing damp patch on your underwear and your puffy clit twitches hard enough that he can see it throb.

Wedging the tip of his cock underneath the fabric he teases your soaked hole until you thrash a little and whine. Pressing in just enough to get you to stretch open around him he pulls back so he can do it again and you snap your jaw closed around the pleas building in your mouth.

“Say it.” Jason demands.

Sinking the first few inches into your soft, slick pussy Jason holds and waits, Lazarus eyes awake and interested in each trembling twitch of your body.

“I hate this.” You lie, unable to stop yourself from throbbing around the tip of his cock, arousal leaking and squelching out around the edges of him. “I hate you.”

“Oh sweetheart.” Jason hums, using one hand to pull your underwear to the side so he can see just how embarrassingly wet you are. Your slick sticks to the fabric and it stays attached to your pussy in thin strings “You can pretend all you want, I can see the fucking mess you’re making of yourself.”

Thrusting forwards he stuffs his full length inside you with one, rough stroke and you moan loud enough to shake the windows.

“Oh–ah fuck!–Jason.” You try, voice trembling.

“There you go.” He says. “I knew you wanted this. I knew your aching little pussy wouldn’t be able to say no to me. No one can fuck you like I can, sweetheart.” Shoving your knees apart he holds you so tightly you can barely move and watches his cock split you open. “Every time I call you, there you are, all mad and pretty and wet. And the second I get inside you, you go all soft and cockdrunk for me.”

“Uh–plea–please.”

“Yeah.” Jason grins. “Just like that. Now, let’s see how much you can come for me this time, huh? You managed three last time before you started crying. But I think you can do better for me, right sweetheart?”

**

[fizpup]

valentine, you're a horse ❤️

[milla-frenchy]

The hounds of hell 2

Written with @aurorawritestoescape

4k2 | Javier Peña x fem reader x Steve Murphy | ao3 Summary: when you get reminded of the night you spent with Steve and Javi, you can’t help but come for more Warnings: 18+ mdni. semi public sex, masturbation (f/m), oral (f/m), threesome, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, degradation, piv, cum eating, creampies. No age specified

a/n: this is a contribution to the boyd-a-thon event for PCRF @toxicanonymity 🖤🐨

Kate's masterlist | My masterlist Part 1 | series masterlist

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For several days, you wondered what exactly had happened that night. You had fragments of memories, you knew they had fucked you, but without remembering all the details.

Part of you resented them for manipulating you, making you feel like you could trust them. Another part thought that you had been way too naive. And the last part made you touch yourself every single night, thinking of them.

A few weeks later, you finally went back to that bar, even if you didn’t know how you would react if you saw them. But they weren't there that night, nor the other ones. So you danced, drank, met people, other men. You had sex with some of them, but never got the thrill you’d felt that night, never had the thought that had struck you the next day -“it was the best fucking of my life.”

It was Saturday night and you were dancing, twirling, enjoying yourself in a crowd of people. Two hands rested on your hips, and you froze when you heard “hey, baby”, soft lips against your ear. You turned around, and faced Steve’s blue eyes, his self-confident smile, his blonde hair. It was slightly longer than the last time, messier.

“Don’t call me that, and fuck off.” The lack of memories of that night instantly made you act in a bitter and defensive way.

He pulled back and raised his hands, as if to say “ok, whatever you want.”

You contemplated leaving, but you convinced yourself that you didn’t have to. He could go if he wanted, but you’d stay. You bottomed a shot at the bar and then danced again. He seemed to have left. Later, you went into the bathroom, and as the door was closing, Steve slipped in and locked it. 

���What the fuck?”

You barely had time to finish your sentence when he approached you, smiling. Not a mean or provocative smile. A smile that meant “I know you want it.” Fuck, did you want it? He already managed to make you doubt yourself.

His hands were on your hips and he tried to kiss you. You turned your head to the side, swerving him, and said “No, stop.” He looked at you and gave you that smile again. He had so much self confidence that it was indecent. He kissed your cheek, then moved down to your neck that he covered with soft, hot kisses, making your eyes roll back.

“Come on, baby, let me kiss you.”

He moved back up to your lips and just before kissing you, he looked deep in your eyes for a few seconds. You got lost in his gaze. When he pressed his lips to yours, you felt almost all your doubts disappear and you stopped pushing him away. His tongue was already brushing against your lips, as if he was asking for permission to slide it in. You didn't keep him waiting long. In a moment, your tongue was swirling against his. He moaned into your mouth, and you felt yourself gush. His hands shifted from your cheeks, to your breasts, then your hips. They brushed against your body, your dress, and you couldn't help but roll your hips towards him.

“Yeah…You want this cock, beautiful? Just like that night?”, he said, his forehead pressed against yours, so close that you could smell his minty breath.

“No…no, I don’t. Can’t even remember what you two had done to me.”

“You don’t remember?” he asked, staring at you with narrowed eyes. You shook your head. 

“Lemme help you”, he smirked and slipped his hand between your thighs, pulled up your dress and caressed your folds through your panties.

“Damn…seems like your cunt ain’t forgot, baby…she’s already soaked.”

He kneeled and pulled down your panties, looking at your pussy for a few seconds before glancing up at you. You bit your lower lip, waiting for him to place his lips on you, there, in this dark bathroom. But he smiled and stood up, covered his thumb with your slick, and brought it to your clit. He rubbed it gently, while your eyes were locked, your breathing speeding up with every second. Keeping his thumb on your clit, he pushed two fingers in your pussy, making you moan. You rolled your hips towards his fingers, fucking yourself on them. You grabbed his shirt to hide your face, nuzzling his neck, being ashamed of breaking so easily for him. 

“Fuck…I’m gonna…”

“Yeah, baby, I know. Come on my fingers, clench ‘em again. Even faster than in the car, fuck.”

He pressed his crotch against your hip, and you could feel his bulge. You knew he loved to show how hard he could be, how big his dick was. “Oh, fuck,” you whimpered, just before you came. He let you ride out your orgasm, his thumb resting on your clit, his fingers still buried inside you. Then he slowly removed them from your dripping cunt and licked them one by one, not taking his eyes off you and added “I remember everythin’, baby.”

Flashbacks started to come back to you. You saw yourself coming on their fingers, their tongues, their cocks. 

Steve started backing up until he leaned against the opposite wall, less than four feet from you, and you watched him unzip his jeans and pull out his cock. He spat in his hand and started slowly jerking off in front of you.

“Show me your pussy, baby. Lemme see her.”

His words were a melody you didn't want to stop. You did like he asked, pulling up your dress for him. Your panties were still around your ankles. You bunched up the fabric in your fists, and held it around your hips. With your pussy offered to his view, his wrist began speeding up.

“Touch yourself a little. Yeah, just like that, shit…” Your clit was still throbbing under your fingers but you didn't want to stop. You wanted to see him cum. "Still sensitive baby? Yeah, bet ya are, came hard for me." You nodded, pushed a finger into your core and then brought it to your lips, tasting your wetness. He was jacking off his shaft fast now. “Shit. You’re so fuckin' hot. Ya like that little pussy juice? Yeah, I like it too…fuck…fuck…oh shiiiiit.”

His cum spurted out, some of it landing on the ground, and some of it onto his clenched fist. “Damn, you’re a naughty thing. And you ain't even drunk, baby…” he laughed, groaning, milking his cock to the very last drop. And he smirked, as his eyes sparkled.

He wiped his hand, moved closer to you, tucking his cock back in his pants, gave you a piece of paper and whispered in your ear, “Be at this address, tomorrow at 6pm. Javi and I will give it to ya good, if you’re ready for part 2.”

He wrapped his big hands around your neck in the most gentle way, and gave you a languid kiss which made your head spin. When he walked out of the bathroom, your pussy was clenching desperately, so you locked the door behind him, and got off a second time. 

You had some doubts about coming to meet Steve and Javi but they were overshadowed by the need to be used by the men again. 

Flashbacks of the night spent with them began driving you insane with lust. Especially after Steve’s skillful fingers coaxed a hardest climax out of you in the bar bathroom. 

So the next day you went to Javi’s place. When Steve opened the door he immediately wrapped his arms around you and gently kissed your cheek. 

“Here’s my baby,” he whispered in your ear, making your skin erupt in goosebumps. He led you to the living room where you found Javi sitting in an armchair. He nodded and gave you a little smile. Your clit twitched when his dark eyes glided up and down your body.  

“Want a drink?” Steve asked, when you sat down on the couch. You agreed to have a beer and after getting it, he joined you. His hand was immediately on your naked thigh, lips tracing paths along your neck. Your core was buzzing with the anticipation of the night and you moaned when Steve’s hand slithered up to your heated center. 

“Damn, Javi, our girl ain’t wearing any panties,” Steve said, not tearing his blown eyes from yours. 

“Putita, (little slut),” you heard Javi mumble. 

“You’re so fucking hot.” Your breath hitched when Steve’s thumb slipped between your folds and gently rubbed your hardening clit. 

You moaned his name and his lips brushed yours as he began caressing your bud with feather light strokes. He was playing with you, winding up your arousal more and more until you were nothing but a trembling needy mess under his touch. 

“Please…,” you whined and Javi chuckled. 

“What do you need, baby?” Steve asked, his eyes finding yours while he was torturing you with his soft caress. 

Javi leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and said, “Our little slut needs what she came for, Steve. To get fucked. Right, Hermosa?” You looked into his eyes and nodded, feeling your cheeks heat up. 

“Say it, beautiful,” Steve whispered, pulling his hand away from your pussy and making you whine with need. 

You didn’t care that it felt humiliating. On the contrary the fact that they had such power over you was turning you on even more. You’d do anything to be used by them at that moment. So you cleared your throat and mumbled, “Please, fuck me.”

Javi smirked, adjusting his bulge, and Steve kissed your cheek before getting up, pulling you up on your feet and then lying down on the floor along the couch. 

“C’mere, baby. Sit on my face,” he said, motioning for you to straddle him with his hands. You looked at Javi and he got up and stood behind you, his hands on your waist,  “Don’t be shy, cariño, Steve’s gonna make you feel real good.” You felt his hands pulling up your dress until he slipped it off your body completely. Now you were absolutely naked in a room with two fully clothed men. 

Steve moaned at the sight of you, “Fuck, c’mon, beautiful. Be a good girl and let me taste this sweet pussy.” 

You bit your lip and kneeled down over Steve’s face. Javi sat on the couch and you saw him unzipping his jeans. You got mesmerized when he took his gorgeous cock out but suddenly Steve’s hands grabbed your hips and he pulled you down on his face. You felt his soft lips latch onto your throbbing pussy and whimpered when his tongue slid between your folds. He slowly licked a stripe from your entrance to your clit, and began sucking on the bud making you arch your back and flutter your eyes shut.  

“Look at this little whore, Steve. There was no need to get her drunk that night. ‘m sure she’d have jumped at the chance to be fucked by us.”

Steve hummed against your heat and the vibrations sent a new wave of pleasure through your body.

“More, Steve, please,” you pleaded, clenching his blond hair with your fist and rolling your hips getting desperate for a release. 

You looked down and saw his eyes glint with mischief. Steve gave you a wink, pushed your folds apart with his fingers and flattened his tongue against your blooming pussy. He rubbed your clit and then slid down to lap at your crying hole. 

“She’s sweet, yeah?” Javi asked Steve, watching him devour your cunt while his big hand was slowly sliding up and down his weeping cock. You licked your lips throwing a glance at it and Javi noticed. 

“I think putita wants to suck on something big and juicy. Don’t you, cariño?” He asked as he got up and stood next to Steve and you. His cock bobbed in front of your face. Javi took it in his hand at the base and you looked up at him. He was towering over you, your eyes hazy with the pleasure Steve was giving you. Javi cupped your cheek and you purred into his touch. 

“Open up, putita,” he said gently as his fingers pinched your chin and pulled it down, opening your mouth. 

His cock was soft and hot on your tongue and you began slowly pleasuring him. You gently sucked on the tip first and then took him deeper, until it reached the back of your throat. 

“Oh, I love this mouth,” Javi breathed out, tilting his head back. But soon his eyes were cast down again and he watched you work his cock and Steve devour your glistening pussy. 

The man between your legs was relentlessly licking at your cunt, slurping and groaning against your center. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate on the cock in your mouth and you kept pausing and just drooling around Javi’s stiff length. 

“Fuck, Steve, what are you doing to her down there? She can’t suck my cock right, got too pleasure-dumb.”

Steve chuckled against your clit and you moaned loudly around Javi’s member. 

“Am I eating you well, baby?” Steve asked parting from your pussy for a second and slightly biting your inner thigh. You glanced up at Javi, eyes glossy and blown. 

“Oh, putita’s gone, Steve,” Javi laughed at your state and added, “I’ll have to do everything myself then.”

With that he took your head between his hands and started thrusting his hot cock into your mouth. He was gentle at first but the deeper he pushed his length into you, the rougher he was getting. Soon he was fucking your mouth in earnest, making you drool and gasp for air every chance he granted you, while Steve was bringing you close to the climax. 

Javi dipped his cock into your throat as Steve swirled your clit with his tongue and you came undone, drowning Steve’s mouth with your slick and moaning loudly around Javi’s member.

“Oh, cariño, your mouth is heaven but I need to last,” Javi groaned, pulling you off his cock, “let’s get her to bed, Steve.”

“Lie down, and spread your legs for me,” you heard Steve command as soon as you stepped into the bedroom. 

You got on the bed and spread them slightly, feeling shy.

“Spread them more. Show me that wet pussy.”

You spread your thighs further.

“I said more, baby.”

This time you used your fingers and parted your folds. You felt both uncomfortable with their predatory attitude and horny at the idea of what they were going to do to you next. They made no secret of their desire and hunger for you. You felt like you were leaking onto the sheets. Steve looked at you like at a piece of meat, his swollen cock in his hand, precum leaking.

“You see that, Javi?”

“Hard to miss it, she's dripping,” the man answered, stroking his cock lazily. “I love when they ruin my sheets. Come on, give her what she wants. Your cock. Right, Hermosa?”

You noded.

“Say it.”

“I…want your cock”, you said, looking at Steve only, that time.

He lay down between your legs, spread them with his knees, and slid his tip between your folds, one hand resting on your cheek.

“You’re gonna take this cock like a good girl?”

“Yeah…”

He thrust in slightly making you whimper, and your hands squeezed his biceps.

“Tell me how much you wanna get fucked.”

“I…I want you two to fuck me. Please”, you begged. “I can't stop thinking about it.”

“Yeah? Did you touch yourself, thinking about our cocks?”

“Yeah, a few times.”

“Putita”, Javi hissed through his teeth.

Steve kept thrusting in slowly, his hand holding your chin so you wouldn’t take your eyes off him while his thick cock was spreading your folds almost painfully, his other hand on your hip as leverage.

“Oh fuck…”

“Yeah, just like that. That’s a good girl.”

“I’m so fuckin’ hard. Blow me again, let’s use more of your holes.”

Javi slipped his tip in your mouth and you eagerly welcomed it. You didn't recognize yourself. You felt like only your senses were directing you, as you let Javi fuck your mouth, and Steve your cunt.

“Mierda, look at that slut. Can’t believe she came back for more.”

“Yeah, well…we fucked her good. And we’re doing it again. Look at you taking these cocks, baby…” Steve groaned, bottoming out. Your fingers dug into his flesh. Javi’s cock pushed into your throat just as Steve’s member was thrust in deep inside your core. You moaned softly, as much as Javi's cock would allow you to. Then he pulled back, leaving only the tip in your mouth.

“Lick the tip, Hermosa. I want you to taste me in your mouth, before I fill up your pussy.”

You kept sucking him, his precum flowing down  your throat. “Damn, you’re a natural…one day, I’ll fill that throat too. But not today. Today we’re gonna fill your cunt and make you scream on our cocks.”

He was fucking your mouth again, slowly. You realized he was doing it at the same pace as Steve was fucking your pussy.

“Damn, I can see your dick in her throat, Javi.”

And Steve kissed your neck, there. Fuck, that was hot. They complemented it other well, like they had been fucking girls together for a long time. You wondered how many they had fucked before you. If they had fucked anyone else since that night.

“Fuck the side of her mouth Javi. Wanna see more.”

You looked up and saw Javi’s smirk as he did what Steve asked. Steve brushed his nose against your cheek, then placed his lips on it. Javi's cock created a bump that Steve was bound to feel under his lips.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” you though and moaned. 

Steve continued to slowly thrust in your pussy. He was brushing against your g spot with every stroke and you felt your orgasm building.

Javi pulled out his cock that was glistening with your saliva and sat in the chair next to the bed. “Two cocks slut”, he mumbled, thighs spread wide, his cock hard and weeping. He was watching Steve fuck you and a smirk didn't leave his face. He took his balls in his hand and squeezed them. 

“She’s taking it good, damn,” Steve said. 

“Yeah,” you whimpered.  

“Oh…I ain’t talking about you, baby…I’m talking about her”, he replied, pulling away from you to point his chin at your pussy.

You cheeks started burning when you heard him.

“You’re gonna take our cum, Hermosa? You’re gonna let us fill you up?”

“Yeah, I want it.”

Steve turned your face towards him after gently grasping your chin between his fingers.

“You’re gonna look at me, baby, when you’re coming on my cock. Want to see your eyes roll back. Ok?"

You nodded. Your moans filled the room, barely drowned out by the sound of the bodies slapping against each other and your wetness around his cock.

“Fuck, I feel her pussy squeezing me…she’s gonna come. Come on, beautiful, yeah, just like that.”

Javi stood up and moved closer to the bed. “Can’t wait to stuff you too.”

Their words made you explode on Steve’s cock who grunted louder “oh fuck, fuck! She’s choking me so hard, man…I can’t…fuck” as he came deep inside your pussy, his eyes staring into yours.

You were feeling Steve’s cum fill you to the brim and spill out of your hole. You looked deep into his eyes and then glanced down at his mouth. In a second he kissed you, slowly and gently, his cock still twitching inside your overflowing pussy and you made out until you heard Javi’s velvety voice,

“My turn, lovebirds.”

Steve’s lips left yours and he gave you a warm smile before pulling out and getting off you. He sat in the chair and took the cigarette that Javi had left still burning in the ashtray. 

Javi soon took his place between your thighs which made you feel like a fuck doll again. Not that you minded, you had come to be used by them and that’s what they were doing. 

So you welcomed Javi’s stiff cock as soon as it nudged your stretched hole and almost pierced yourself on it. Javi moaned when his length slid inside your sloppy core easily, like a hot knife through butter. 

“Damn, Steve, she’s full of you. So wet and warm.”

As soon as he made one thrust, you heard your pussy squelch with all the cum inside and you averted your eyes from Javi to Steve. 

“Oh, are you embarrassed, nuestra putita? (Our little slut). No shame in being a cum dumpster for a good man. Or two good men,” he chuckled and Steve laughed. 

Your cheeks were burning but his words made you clench hard on his cock which didn’t go unnoticed by Javi and he continued, “So you’re gonna take it-”, he thrust in hard and slowly retraced his cock,”-like a good girl,” he groaned with another rough stroke to your pussy. 

Then with one hand on the back of your neck and the other gripping your hip he started pounding into you. His piercing eyes on you, he watched your face twist with pleasure. 

“You’re gonna come again, hermosa,” he said without a shade of question in his tone. 

He got up on his knees, not pulling out, and continued fucking you. 

You glanced at Steve who was still smoking in the chair, his big cock in his veiny hand. 

Javi’s tip hit your cervix and you whimpered. 

“You know, baby,” Steve said after taking another drag, “fucking you is the best, but watching you getting railed is a very close second.”

Then he put out the cigarette and walked up to the bed. He smiled at you and then his gaze slid down your sweaty, heated body to the spot where Javi’s cock was plunging in and out of your crying pussy. 

“Look at your creamy soaked cock, Javi,” Steve murmured and gave himself a few strokes. He was already hard again.

Javi just growled in response, probably concentrated on not blowing his load just yet. 

Your gaze was darting between Javi’s pleasured face and Steve’s big hand wrapped around his member and you licked your lips when a drop of precum beaded on the tip. 

“Already thirsty, beautiful?” Steve murmured, coming up to your head. “Lucky for you, I’m hard again.”

He put one knee on the bed bringing his cock closer to your face and you lifted yourself on your elbows to reach it with your mouth. You didn’t understand why you were so hungry for them both but the desire was leading you relentlessly. You wanted your every hole to be plugged by them, ruined by them and were ready to give them all of you. 

So you took Steve in your mouth and looking up into his blue eyes let him fuck your throat. He was careful, more gentle than Javi and you reveled in ecstasy watching his stomach heave, eyes get darker because of you. 

Soon Javi’s cock made your pussy contract around him and you started coming. Steve, almost sent over the edge by your whimpers, pulled you off and moved lower on the bed pointing his cock at your lower belly. 

“Aahh,” he moaned and his cock began spurting his pearly cum over your body. The load landed on your belly, mound and puffy folds and Steve stroked his cock till the last drop was on you.  

You brought your fingers there and they danced over his warm seed, spreading it over your skin, gently caressing your clit using it as lube. 

The sight of you playing with Steve’s cum made Javi groan and he started erupting inside you adding his cum to Steve’s. 

Steve plopped on the bed next to you looking satiated while Javi’s cock was still pulsating in your pussy. 

“Our good girl,” Steve whispered in your ear and tilted your head to kiss you. You were still making out when Javi pulled out his cock. 

“Clean me up, Hermosa.”

You nodded and he walked on his knees up the bed, until your head was between his thighs. You lifted up your torso and licked all the salty cum off his softening cock. 

“Balls too, sweetheart,” Steve whispered and you followed the command, feeling your pussy tingle again. 

When Javi’s cock and sack were clean you slumped down on the bed and Javi joined you two with a cigarette between his lips. 

“Thank you, beautiful,” Steve said before kissing you. 

“Eres inceíble,”(you’re amazing) Javi praised you before taking a drag. You smiled at him, spent and satisfied, and then turned to Steve. 

“C’mere, baby,” he told you and pulled you into his big arms. You two soon fell asleep, your head on his shoulder, and when Javi finished his cigarette he cuddled up to you from behind. That was the first night you slept with them until the morning. 

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[mblue-art]

—ketchup breath!!

april 2022, huh... how time flies by...

[scremogirl]

adding to idgaf reader, they let the yans grope them whenever

I got carried away with yandere nerds, srry 😭

There was really nothing you could do to stop him. Yandere! Nerd is definitely the most handsy and since he knows you don’t care, he’s absolutely taking advantage of your laid back personality.

Sitting down at your desk you listen to the professor present today's lesson. You're so focused on taking notes that you’re unconsciously ignoring your precious yan. Sure, you have 5/7 classes with each other and will see him literally next period, but he wants attention now!

Therefore, once he shifts his hand onto your thigh under the table, you pay him no mind. He’s always like this so you think he can wait it out just a little more. Oh how wrong you were. Still facing forward, you ignore him as his hand slides farther up, fingertips brushing up against your sex. You shoot a quick glance at him, something akin to “really, right now?” but he decides to be petty and ignore you too. You huff a little knowing he’s not gonna give up and drop your pen; he’s gonna give you the notes anyways 🤷🏽‍♀️. He smiles at your quick defeat and after remaining stationary for a couple minutes, runs his finger along your arousal.

You lean back and let him rub against you, feeling heat pool between your legs. Out of the corner of your eye you see him smirk when your hips buck just noticeable for him to see. Your eyes still remain on the teacher and with a straight face and slightest groan, fall apart in the middle of class. Soon after the bell rings you grab your stuff, feeling your cum drip down your pants leg. You walk to your next class with him right on your heels before making a sharp left into the staff bathroom. As council members, it’s one of the perks you’re allowed (nobody likes using those dirty ass school restrooms bffr).

You close the lid of the toilet pulling him by the tie into the stall with you. You shoved down your pants down and undo his tie, using it to wipe up the mess he made before shoving it in his mouth. He looks up at you with glassy eyes and whines around the garment.

“Nuh uh, only good boys get to cum,”

Sure, you ended up missing a class or two and left the sore between your thighs, will you do it again? Yes.

To no one's surprise, you're here again at Yandere! Council president’s house again for another “study session”. And by study session I mean laying down in his large bed with his hands up your shirt and body pressed so close against yours you can barely move. Not that you mind tho, you're too preoccupied with the random ‘try not to laugh’ he put on to keep your attention from straying to him. This is one of the only moments he has you to himself and can sit back and relax with nothing to worry about.

Warm hands rest on your chest, an additional squeeze here and there. The silence is comfortable until it’s broken by your surprised gasp. For whatever reason, he wanted to give your nipples a gentle tug. He proceeds to grind against you from behind, snuggling closer. You look back a little only to find him nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

Again silence passes until his hands shifted to your hip and down your pants. He just left them there, resting against you and applying just the right amount of pressure. Not being one to be on the receiving end of teasing, you move his hands out and flip him on his back. Crawling on top you look into his eyes with a curt “stop,”. All you get is a cheeky smile as he places his hands on either side of your face.

“You’re so pretty,” all he gets in return is a roll of your eyes as you lay down on his chest as he scratches your scalp and slowly falls into sleep.

As revenge you woke him up with that sloppy toppy w/ no release as revenge. You had a rough time in gym the next day 🤭.

It was 50/50 with you. You liked going to the mall because most of the time you weren’t the one paying, on the other hand Yandere! Childhood friend would do everything in his power to make y’all seem like a couple. You knew the truth about your relationship so the jealous stares and whispers of “aww how cute,” and “I wish that was me,” never got to you.

“Hey babe, try on this one! The color really matches your eyes,” ignoring the babe part you stare at him questiongly. Sure, it does suit you very well, the only problem is it’s like 2x smaller than what you normally buy. You take it anyways, not willing to hear him make up dumb excuses on why he thinks you’ll like it.

Making your way to the dressing room you try it on and I’m not joking when it says it gives you the lift of a lifetime while simultaneously choking the shit outta you. You come out to where he was sitting and he looks up to you with the widest eyes and a wolf whistle.

“I always knew you were sexy, but this is a whole new level. Remind me not to rip this one off tonight,” the attendant gives you a shocked and slightly disgusted look before acting like she heard nothing when you turn around. With a flat look directed his way, you turn around before hearing a loud SMACK as short jolts of pain flow on your ass. Whipping your head around you feel a large palm grab and smooth over the area as Yandere! Childhood friends smirks at you.

“Keep the jeans on too,”

Y’all fucked in the mall bathroom and had to dash before security caught you 👍🏾

Special Guest!!!

With the first quarter ending in just a couple days, all your classes have been either free periods or makeup work. Today was just another work day for you, so you decided to make some last minute updates on your final in the school's empty courtyard. Of course, Yandere! Serial killer took the time to kill two birds with one stone; having you to himself and finishing up some assignments.

“Hey, (Y/N); mind looking at this for me? I’m not sure if I got all the details right,” he pouts. You reach over to take a quick peak, unsuspecting of a strategically placed paint can.

“Hm? What’doyou mean? I think it looks completely fin-“ your cut off before tripping but are caught before you can land. The grip he has on your hips is tight as he pulls you up, shifting his hands to your side.

“Whoa, are you okay? You could’ve hit the ground really hard if I wasn’t there to catch you,” you let out an embarrassed smile before thanking him with a hug. He slings his arm around pulling you into his lap and kicking the van away.

“Just stay with me here for a while, yea? Nothing can hurt you when your with me,”

Hope you enjoyed My Love, this is the first anon I’ve done w/ Keegan so it’s a little shorter; wanna know how y’all feel about him first. Buh bye!!!!!

-Love, Sos ❤️

[obikinetic]

Missing your obikin art hours pls come back to us 💓💓

Anon you are so sweet and I made this just for you 🥺💖

[alizalayne]

beetle & the hollowbones 2

[crimeronan]

one big thing about polyshipping for me is, like. you know how some people will have their eyes opened to homoerotic relationships in media bc they'll realize, "wait, if these people were two different genders, i'd 100% assume they're into each other. i have a double standard that i never noticed"?

there's a polyamorous equivalent in certain media that's basically just. "if you didn't assume this character is monogamous, you would 100% believe they have crushes on & are dating all of their friends." OR, "if this character wasn't dating somebody else already, you would 100% interpret this new friendship of theirs as a crush/budding romance."

usually the creators of the media aren't thinking about polyamory when they make it! usually the creators of the media are thinking "i want this character's friends to be as important to them as their romantic partners, we don't get enough of that in media," which is great and true and also EXACTLY WHY IT WORKS AS A POLY NARRATIVE. people will be like you don't Have to polyship why can't you just let platonic relationships be important ugh 🙄 & i'm like i did my years in the "why can't two men just be friends why does everything have to be gay 🙄" trenches. you're not doing this to me. we're not doing it about polyshipping. we're skipping over that whole discourse cutscene because i am Too Tired For It. don't even start

sometimes characters are so full of love and affection and joy for so many people that i start gnawing off my hands about how polyamory isn't normalized. because i'll watch/read certain media and i'll be like. listen. this is a polycule. i know you don't know this because your creators don't know this and that is totally okay but you are a Wildly polyamorous person who's ambiguously trapped in the 2000s/2010s with Big Monogamy psyops eating your brain. please let me free you. please i can give you Everything .

PLEASE KISS YOUR FRIENDS

[gentlebeard]

Wake up in the morning feelin’ like Stede Bonnet // The party still won't stop on The Revenge

For @bizarrelittlemew 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 2 Music: TiK Tok by Kesha YouTube || Season 1 Version

[ikram1909]

I'm not crying it's just that this tweet just got into my eye

[arrgh-whatever]