#gazr

[estellemusings]

Hear me out, Dan Heng x Reader, but they are both on a date in a private beach at night.

HSR-Scenario

Dan Heng x Reader

Thank you for requesting (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

The moonlight casts its glow and the stars shine brightly, as the waves crash through the shore.

No one else is around except the two of you..

In the midst of it you're walking hand in hand with Dan Heng heading back to the location of your tents.

"We should do this more often" you blurted out as the corner of your lips rises.

Dan Heng hum in agreement. As he took a mental note to ask Himeko if they could take a vacation.

Neither of them, talk until you reach the campsite

A tent, a pair of chairs place side by side and a campfire to keep you warm. Its all there is but its enough

You lean on the chair as you watch the stars. While he pretends to read, as he watches you.

"Isn't it  beautiful?" You asks never looking away.

"Uhmm.. It's mesmerizing" Dan Heng answered

You turned around and met his gazr

"Me or the stars" You teases him

Dan Heng was speechless, all this time you knew he wasn't looking at the stars.

"You" he answered without hesitation

Dan Heng reaches out and pulls you into a kiss. As you slip your hands on his shoulder  to kiss him deeply.

"S-shall we continue inside the tent" He asks as he catches his breath

You nod.

Without wasting another second, Dan Heng stood up and grab your hand as he drag you inside.

In the middle of the night among the sound of the sea. Is the sound of sweet pleasures.

© telle's musing

6-09-23

[invader-zim-takes]

if zim x gir is ZaGir to make the last part like gir's name, why don't we make zim x gaz GaZr

people ship zim and gir?! /genq

[verm1c1de]

ranking the rarepairs by pawpularity just by how many fics they have:

kazr: 25 works

kadr: 22 works

dagr((dib x gretchen)): 22 works

prazr: 18 works

tatr: 16 works

dorque: 9 works

dib x zib: 8 works

pradr: 7 works

pmacr: 5 works

gakr: 4 works

zazr((zim x zita)): 2 works

nav x lard nar: 2 works

tasr: 0 works

gazr((gaz x zita)) 0 works

lard nar x lardnar: 0 works

gazr((grapa x zim)): 0 works

gajr((gretch x jessica)): 0 works

proffy x 777: 0 works

bob x nav: 0 works

keef x chammy wamboo: 0 works

kasr: 0 works

dasr: 0 works

tazr((tak x zib)): 0 works

keef x melvin: 0 works

jessica x letty: 0 works

zazr((zim x zim)): 0 works

[lezbonormativity]

I am not a huge shipping girl, but I can absolutely see the appeal of Eimiko! At first it was because it's fucking funny, but now I see it as bittersweet. Even after the resolve Ei had to be directly involved in political disputes of her own country, she will never be directly involved in her own life - that is an indulgence a god cannot afford to make. Feelings of loneliness are things to be pushed aside. Love, companionship, none of those things are of the interest of a nation, so they are discarded. Ei herself views those emotions as a weakness. So what can one Yae Miko, who longs for her gazr, do in this situation? She is one of the people Ei trusts the most, and yet she could never get truly close with her, and experience the mortal life with her… that must be lonely, for both of them. And Yae is extremely aware of all of this, but she won't let it go… She is involved in the mortal world, and has met many companions along the way, but without Ei by her sise, she can't help but feel lonely And all of that just to get are hit with the bestest hits such as "Pretty please Kitsune Guuji?" 😭

[jungkookiexxx]

230218 - Jimin on Weverse

🐥: (He's) sexy #HBDHobi

🐿: sexy as I am, gazr/eyed that's looking at you, my dear

🐿: gaze/eyes *

🐥: I'm right in front of you why are you commenting kekekekek

🐿: that's how it is usually~

🐥: only if our Hobi hyung go to the beach carrying a paper cup and build a (sandcastle) he can be a match for me (become my opponent)

🐿: @/Jimin kekekekekekekkekekekekekekkeekekekekekekekeekkekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeekek let's play another round later

[gagfadget]

Carl…I love you and you have the damn patience of a saint dealing with terminally online anons 😂 *presents you a medal of honor*

Honestly, I’m so over fandom terms being used in such a serious way when in reality…NO ONE uses ‘uwu anti/anti anti’ terminology in real life. Like, at all lol maybe fandom people with their fandom friends but like… no one with real problems in life calls their damn landlord an ‘anti’ for being a leech lol 😂

*sucks on the medal like a stim toy*

Thank you friend 🥹 There are a few other anons pertaining to it that Iam currently Averting My Gazr from lol Srry you had to see that on your dash hdisjsjs

[gattojack3]

The first impression is very important but Zim does not know it and that will cost him dearly against his father-in-law xD

[aleatorioxwx]

I drawing some Gaz x Zita :3

[phone-fucker]

can people please tag discourse if they're partaking in discourse? i just wanna look at cute art, not people telling each other to die

[spacebuggo]

Hello! this is my new Tumblr, based around Invader zim. hopefully I will have a normal uploading pattern. If anyone has a request please ask! im all ears!

[emowesanderson]

I love how Wes Anderson sees Adrien Brody and is like "yeah bisexual women over 25 are gonna love this"

[verm1c1de]

ok so ships in the rarepair brackets so fur ((in no purrticular order)):

kadr ((submitted twice! lucky kadr))

kazr

pmacr ((c standing fur clembrane future me!!))

zazr ((one of these zs being zita, sorry zim x zim enjoyers. this was submitted twice too!))

tasr ((tak and skoog))

gazr ((the z being zita again))

lard nar x that one navigator drone ((what would their letter even be?? n?????))

lard nar x lardnar ((har har))

zagr ((g as in grapa))

dorque

gajr ((g as in gretchen j as in jessica i love u jessica))

membrane x prisoner 777 ((double dads! dad lovin dad))

bob x that one navigator drone

gakr ((gaz and keef))

keef x chammy wamboo ((whatefur her letter is,,,,

kasr

sadr ((dasr???? i still dont know))

dagr ((g as in gretchen. yaaaaay! love u getch))

dazr ((z as in zib))

tatr ((tak and tenn))

tazr ((z as in zib. submitted twice!! can mew believe it?))

keef x melvin

jessica x letty ((letty is anofur skoolkid))

whatefur else i may add in myself. cough

how does efurryone feel about this lineup?

[dzhordvik]

260218

GAZR 3-18GAZR 3-18. Белая, горизонтальная линия, 260218

[taeyamayang]

hq boys reacting to their s/o confessing

osamu, tanaka, & kageyama

a/n: welcome to another round of confessing,, if you missed the first one with kenma, aone, & bokuto here is the link

dynamic reference: here

tanaka x female reader

tanaka

in the early days of february, tanaka rushes his way to the gym coming late from his modern literature class. only if the whole class didn't have trouble with getting good grades for their recent written exam then they would’ve able to save twenty minutes of their leisure time instead of getting an earful from their teacher.

tanaka rehearses his reason for being late to tell daichi and coach ukai but, to be honest, for the most part it's daichi he's concerned with. images of the whole team going in for the last lap of their warm-up flashes his thoughts. he simply doesn't want to be a burden to his team.  

nearing the gym, he could hear echoes of laughter and chats resonating within the walls. he reaches the entrance and began toeing his shoes out to change into volleyball shoes before entering. as he doe so he looks up saying, 

"captain, sorry i was.." tanaka abruptly stops when his eye catches you in the middle of the chaos. hair above the shoulder, average height, and your back turned to him. you throw your head back laughing at sugawara’s attempt to joke. “...late.” he says finishing his sentence with a soft whisper to himself. 

daichi cringes at sugawara’s attempt but you argue back saying it was a good joke. you hit the side of daichi's torso making him flinch from the impact. he looks at you softly, almost affectionate earning a suspicious eyebrow raise from tanaka. it's easy to get on daichi's nerves but it seems like he pocketed extra patience for you particularly. he can tell that you are close to the seniors. you wrap your arm around daichi’s waist and the latter as if by instinct drapes his arm over your shoulder pulling you closer.

“who is she?” tanaka asks eyes still on you as nishinoya approaches him after seeing his unnoticeable arrival.

“not sure of her name but one thing is sure, the seniors know her well especially captain. they’re exceptionally close to each other.” tanaka can tell. daichi sees tanaka from his peripheral vision, thus, pushing you gently away from him. 

“alright, everyone’s here. let’s do a round of warm-up.” daichi adjures and the whole room started to act in his command. you turn your head around and your eyes met his. he sees your face for the first time. you arch your brow at him and inevitably he looks away. your lips pull into a smirk.

you sat at the side of the gym with your back against the wall watching the whole team do rounds of jogs. kiyoko and yachi are in front of you discussing managerial related responsibilities so obviously, you can’t just pipe in and join their chat though you know kiyoko well.

after the warm-up, the team formed two groups: red team and white team. daichi is teamed up tanaka. a lucky day, you thought. the players crunch their back down getting ready to receive kageyama’s serve. you speak before coach ukai whistles.

“hey, number five. can you move back a little bit so i can see daichi-san?” you taunt him catching everyone off guard.

“____! i told you not to pull stupid stunts while we’re in a game!” daichi reprimands you. his face nowhere near forgiving. welp, that’s daichi for you and you're used to it. you snicker back laughing. 

“sorry, daichi-san and everyone.” you say with your annoyingly sweet voice. “you too number five.” holding his eyes intensely as your lips pull into a mischiveous smile. he nods at you pulling his eyes back to the net barely spending a three seconds held in your gazr. you see him visibly swallow saliva.

for the whole game, you kept your mouth shut. a task hard enough for you to follow since the apple of your eye is standing meters away from you. your urge to strike a conversation with him in any way possible keeps you restless. the set ends and you push yourself up from your seated position. you shuffle next to daichi.

"i need to leave early today i have to practice my piece." he wipes his face with a towel as you inform him. before he could respond you trudge your way to tanaka who's currently tucking his shirt in.

"hey, i didn't mean to embarrass you a while ago if that's what you felt." you crinkle your eyes at him. you pull your hand out for a handshake. "im ____, first year, im in the same class as him." your draw your other hand up to point at hinata. tanaka turns his head back to the direction you're pointing at. hinata notices you pointing.

"helloooo." he says dragging the last syllable. he energetically waves at you and you did the same. tanaka switches his attention back to you. you waggle your hand in front of him asking him to shake your hand and he did.

"tanaka ryu, second year, wing spiker of karasuno." he says.

"i know." you whisper to yourself as you smile at him. "nice to meet you. also, sorry for teasing you." you wink at him. feeling flustered he he looks away from you. you swear to heavens you saw a hint of blush on his cheeks making you grin wider. daichi approaches the both of you.

"are you causing trouble?"

with skepticism and suspicion rising, tanaka is trying to decode your relationship with daichi.

"no, sir. i settled the dispute between tanaka-san and i, sir." you salute him. daichi doubts you. you lower you hand sighing. "i apologized, daichi."

daichi... first name basis. friends?ㅡhe thinks to himself.

"good, now head home." you pout at him. daichi shakes his head slowly knowing you well enough he knows what's up.

mind reading. best friends, maybe, at least childhood best friends.

"no hugs?" you spread your arms wide for an embrace.

hugs??

"no." daichi pushes you on your forehead using his finger. "go home, ____." you whine before crushing yourself forcefully at him. daichi chuckles.

he chuckles. sawamura daichi chuckles.

tanaka's eyes ogle at the image of the of you two. daichi seems like he's beyond comfortable with you. he's used to your affection and somehow enjoys it. this is definitely a different version of daichi. probably, a version that none of them gets to see first hand. maybe they'reㅡtanaka can't help but draw the final conclusion.

dating.

the next day came and for the first hour of training tanaka notices your absence. not that he's looking for you, he thinks. but yesterday you made a quite impact on him making him wonder who you really are.

two hours passed and tanaka is already induced in the game. he's finally back on track, getting riled up when his strikes are blocked by tsukishima. his focus, however, does not linger for long.

coach ukai whistles signaling the end of the second set. the players head to the side of the gym to replenish themselves. tanaka grabs onto his jug.

the body of your bass guitar, which is currently hanged across your body, hits with the wooden door of the gym making the noise blast echo in the room. you curse under your breath apologizing to the instrument. you wipe the spot, checking for scratches and when you found none. you enter the gym. daichi's voice catches your attention.

"what are you doing here?" he questions your uncalled arrival.

"im going home with you today," you say nonchalantly. tanaka blurts out the water in shock.

dating. definitely dating.

"why? is there something wrong." daichi says after noticing your displeased face.

"i can't find my guitar case. ive been going around campus hitting my bass guitar to literally every corner i know. my baby is hurt, daichi-san, and i have a competition tomorrow so i need it. i think i left my case at your place the last time i spent the night there."

sleepovers. oh god, they are for sure dating. though, tanaka had no idea daichi is the type to let his girlfriend sleep over at his place.

you sit at the corner of the of gym fiddling the strings of your bass guitar as you wait for the practice to be over. you have no energy to tease tanaka since the competition is near and you're worried about your guitar case. you see a pair of volleyball shoes near your folded legs assuming it's daichi you look up saying.

"i swear, daichi-san, im not here to pester you or make a move to ta-" you eyes land on the person you least expect to see. fuck, that almost blows up your whole plan.

"h-hey." you stutter.

"you dropped this awhile ago." he hands you a guitar pick. you stand before you take it from him. you bid him a soft thank you. daichi calls you from a distance asking you to pack your things and be ready to go home. you turn your head back to tanaka before he leaves you.

"yes or no?" you abruptly asks. he tilts his head in confusion. "no context just say the first thing that popped in your head."

"yes?" nonetheless he obliges.

"okay!" you pipe in enthusiastically. "wish me luck. i have battle of the bands competition to win tomorrow. we're bringing karasuno's name so that makes us a team." your lips into a smile. your eyes wide from anticipation. he smiles at you widely.

"goodluck! you can do it!" he balls his fist zealously wishing you luck. your smile pulls wider. your teeth and gums already showing and your eyes brighter than ever. you wave your hand at him as you jog your way to daichi's side.

lo and behold the day after tomorrow you sneak inside the gym. you scan the room and set your target at number five. you tiptoe your way to him trying not to catch daichi's attention. you tap on his back. he jolts back in shock. you pull him down by his shirt trying to shush him out.

"we won!" you whisper to him excitedly.

"congrats!" he whispers back. "why are we whispering?"

"because of him" you say gesturing to daichi. without any luck, daichi sees you.

"____! what are you doing here?!" he shouts from across the room.

"i won't bother your team, i promise! i'll head out now!" you shout back at daichi. you utter to tanaka one last time before departing. "im convinced your luck worked. thank you!"

days have passed since the last time you went to the gym. the seniors are inquiring about you through daichi but all daichi could say was "don't say her name or else you'll summon her." making everyone share a laugh.

sugawara notices tanaka standing alone farthest from the team near his locker. he asks him to join their chatter.

"what do you think of ____, tanaka?" sugawara stirs in issue. tanaka can't help but think suga is asking beyond what he thinks of you.

"what do you mean?" playing dumb might be a solution.

"you know what we mean." asahi joins in. you peer at daichi who's currently folding his uniform to place it inside the locker. why are they asking me about her when she's literally dating daichi who happens to be inside the room.

"she's okay."

"just okay?" yamaguchi presses. yamaguchi? what is going on here?

"i don't get this. she's fine, i think our personality clicks, and she's interesting but that's how far my thoughts are for her. i mean, that's how far i want my thoughts to wander in. with all due respect to daichi-san who is dating her."

"dating?!" daichi turns his head to tanaka. his face horrified at the thought. "you think we're dating?!"

"are you... not?"

"ryu-kun, i think you have the whole narrative wrong." sugawara softly says.

"they're cousins." hinata pipes in munching on rice balls.

"what?!" tanaka shouts in surprise. his eyes scan everyone's faces. he realizes he's the only one who didn't know. "you knew about it too, kageyama?" kageyama nods as he sips on his milk.

"they resemble each other, so, i kinda knew even before she introduced herself when she first came in." kageyama says. even kageyama knows about it. tanaka feels so dumb for overthinking and overlooking the possibility of being relatives.

"us seniors met her during our freshman year. she would always come and watch our practices. then, during second year she was busy with band stuff so she seldom crashed here but she would always watch every match her daichi-niichan is on." asahi explains. sugawara continues.

"they're like siblings. as far as i know according to her she's an only child so she only had daichi as her brother. that's why they're close like siblings." tanaka's mouth is left ajar his mind still processing new information.

"anyway, no more questions. let's not spoil the fun for her. i can't believe you thought we're dating." daichi says. sugawara smiles knowingly at tanaka but the latter barely catches it on since he's mind is still shocked by the news.

february 14, valentines day. the day that anyone either dread or look forward to but for you it's certainly a day you waited for. you are aware that the volleyball team will have a morning meeting an hour before classes start, thanks to daichi. you also know that tanaka is usually one of the early birds since he has the key to the gym. so you wait for him thirty minutes earlier than their scheduled meeting.

twenty minutes have passed and you're freezing cold waiting for him outside the gym. between your hand you grasp homemade chocolates placed inside a velvet box.

after a few more strokes by february wind you see him leisurely walking his way to the gym.

you wave at him. surprised by your appearance his blood rushes to his brain making his languid thoughts jolt awake. you jog to him closing in the distance. you let out an air once you reached him. the moisture forms clouds which lay silently between the two of you. you speak.

"happy valentines day!" you push the velvet box to his torso. his eyes dilated and his vision rallies back and forth from you and the box in your hand. "since you said yes last week for the no context yes or no question thing." you remind him. "i was thinking of giving you a gift for valentines day but you seem aloof to me. so i was left to decide whether to push through with it or not. so when you came to me days before i decided to let you decide it for me and you said yes! i know you're a nice guy not only based from daichi's stories but i've seen the journey of the seniors in volleyball with my own eyes. so i've seen yours as well. though, i would always watch from a distance sincr i used to be shy, but not anymore. i like your tenacity and passion for volleyball it makes me want to pursue music that i once doubted myself for having the lack of skills. i like your personality. i really do. so these past few weeks, i tried to get your attention but i think i didn't succeed in that. it was my attempt to flirt." you itch your head lowering your gaze.

"flirt?"

"yeah, i was flirting with you didn't you notice?" you pull your eyebrows down in disappointment.

"no, but im pretty sure you suck at it." he jokingly says.

"shut up." you kick his right calf. he flinches yet smiles at your playful gesture. you bicker back. "why? have you flirted with someone before? do you know how do it?"

"no." tanaka answers truthfully.

"same. so, then why don't we practice it to each other?" you bite your tongue consequently surprised at your quick comeback. his ears redden and his eyes widen. now, that's what you call flirting. "sorry for blabbering too much." feeling embarrassed with your witty comeback.

"no, it's okay." he pulls his eyes back to you. this is probably the longest he ever held your eyes. you feel your stomach turning as your cheeks fluster. he isn't saying anything but this is enough for you to break down your walls. you can feel your palms sweating and your knees shaking. he should say something, anything, to break the silence. that's more bareable than staring into your eyes. his eyes burn to yours and you can't help but look away trying to compose yourself.

you spot daichi walking from a distance. shit, he can't see you both in the middle of a romantic confession. he will blackmail you for this, tease you until you're both near death. he's striding faster than you thought. he's almost near you.

oh, no.

you push your gift forcefully to tanaka's torso pulling him back to earth. his reflexes catches the box before it falls on the ground.

"daichi is here i have to go." you run opposite from tanaka's direction. you turn your head to see him and you catch a sight of him watching you run off. you shout loud enough for the two of you can hear. "in case you missed it, it means i like you." you smile at him one last time before dashing off. daichi sees you in a hurry running past him. he stops and screams.

"oy, i heard you say my first name without honorifics! i told you to respect elders!"

"sorry, daichi-niichan!" your voice tinted in sweet honey flavored sarcasm.

"you brat!"

stunned by you, tanaka stood alone in front of the gym holding the boxed homemade chocolate treats. the keys to the gym hooked frozen onto his forefinger. he bites the insides of his cheeks as he attempts to hide the growing smile on his face. he never thought he'd receive a gift from someone on valentines day.

Osamu | Kageyama

ive always vision tanaka with a younger female protagonist with a very strong personality. he's portrayed in haikyuu as someone who's very loud, high-strung, and expressive but honestly i think scenarios like this reveals his true gentle and caring nature and i love him for that.

anyway, thanks for reading.

kags is up next ;)

Masterlist

[gattojack3]

Que bonito es lo bonito

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

IS THERE A PSYCHOLOGIST IN THE ROOM? (Part I)

Part II

Ezekiel “EZ” Reyes x Reader

Anon asked: Omg do you think you can write something about EZ eating you out??? I just KNOW that man can eat pssy real good 😥

Word count: 1.2k

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford 💘

Warnings: nsfw and smut, obsly.

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. Gif isn't mine.

Tag list: @starrynite7114 ​ @chibsytelford ​ @dazzledamazon ​ @mara-mpou ​ @sammskellington ​ @gemini0410 ​ @1-800-imagines ​ @briana-mishell24 ​ @sassymox 💥 (if you wanna be tagged, send me a message!)

“Buenos días”. The mexican accent doesn't surprise you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist, pushing your back into his chest.

“You slept well, uh?” You ask chuckling, putting the coffee maker on the counter till get cold to open it.

“Pretty well”. He nods placing his lips on your neck, removing the collar of the shirt you are wearing. The same he was wearing last night.

EZ rubs the boner behind his boxers against your ass, feeling needy. Closing your eyes letting him do whatever he wants, you bite your lower lip with both hands caressing his forearms tightly.

“You know me well, rai', mi amor?” He asks with a scratchy voice that bristles your skin, kissing you dearly behing your ear. You nod for a second. “Then... you know how hungry I am, rai'?”

You nod again, feeling the heat running all over your body. He turns you closer to the counter, catching your lips with his in somekind of desperate and dirty kiss, pulling his tongue inside your mouth looking for yours. Traveling your hands to his neck, he pushes you to the wooden table, on the other side of the roulotte lifting you on and spreading your legs to make himself some space.

His hands touring your thighs raising the shirt, nailing his fingers on your naked ass. He sighs with that charming smile that made you fall in love, when he realized that you're only wearing that. You chuckle, till one of his hands torturing you going too slow between your legs, reaching your entrance. Feeling how wet you are he growls, because of the lust, against your lips. And slicing his middle finger inside you, EZ makes you moan softly. The same finger he licks after pounding you, looking for your tongue when he tastes you. The filthy and slow kiss is making you desperate, almost huffing.

“Shit, baby, you're the best breakfast I could ask fo'”. He mutters, lifting the shirt till your breast are free to pinch one of your nipples, while he goes down kneeling.

Placing your legs on his shoulders, he catches your hot clit between them, sucking it with some strength making you stir on the table. His tongue travel all over your wetness, slowly, tormenting you and taking his time to do it. Your begs almos fill the roulotte between whispers, with one hand on his head, and the other narrowing his around your breasts. Your back get arched when his tongue goes inside your hole, stroking you with it and his thumb of the free hand rubbing fast your clit.

He doesn't have much time, but you're gonna get satisfied before he has to start his turn at Romero and Brothers. And he knows well how to do it.

“Shit, EZ...” You moan licking your lips with your gazr constantly on his.

“You like it, uh?”

“Yea'course, baby...” You agree as you can with all the gasps stucking on your throat, when he decided to stroke you with two fingers.

Of course, you prefer his huge hard dick thrusting you with non-stop, with your knees nailed on the mattress and one of his hand pulling your hair, while the other pressed your throat. But he knows pretty well how fuck you with his mouth, so delighted that drives you crazy.

The moves of his hand starting to move faster, pounding you deeper with the tip of his tongue caressing your clit. Closing your eyes and biting your lips, you don't notice that the door is opening.

“Hey, prospect, you'r— HOLY SHIT”. Angel's voice interrupts you, spitting the coffee he's drinking all around the floor with opened eyes and a surprised expression on his face.

“GO THE FUCK OUTTA'ERE, ANGEL”. You yell at him flushed, more because of the pleasure than because of the shame.

“SHIT, GIRL, YOU'RE GONNA PAY ME THE PSYCO'”. He says staring at you terrified. Yes, you already traumatized your best friend since ever.

“C'mon, Angel! Let the girl finish!” EZ chuckles without moving an inch, before his old brother runs away from the roulotte with a lot of spanish curses in his mouth. The younger Reyes breaks in laugh, looking at you frowning getting up on your forearm.

“You better continue, Reyes, or I'm gonna foc' you down”. You growl lying back on the table.

He gets up, surrounding your throat with a hand to pulling you closer till your chest meets his. His fingers stroking you, making your legs shake whilst your loud moans are getting drowned on his mouth.

“You're gonna do what, ah?”

“Cum, baby... I—I'm gonna cum”. You sobs with both hands on his nape, moving your hips as the same rhythm he moves his hand.

“You wanna cum in ma' mout'?” You nod energetically, making him chuckle with that naughty smile you fucking love. “Beg. For. It”.

“You, fuckin' bastard...” You growl at the exact moment he stops of fingering you, raising both eyebrows. “Fine! Oh my... fuckin' god... Please, EZ”.

“'Please' what?” The tip of his tongue tours from your chin to your lips.

“Shit, baby... I really wan'to cum in your mouth... I love your fuckin' tongue and the way you fuck me”. You huffy, feeling his nails dragging softly your thighs.

“Yea'? You like it?”

“C'mon, EZ... Don't be that petty...”

“DoN't Be ThAt PeTtY”. He says with a higher pitch, joking on you till you slap his head.

“You, fucking disgrace, make me cum rai' now”.

“Shit, girl, you're fuckin' aggressive”.

“You didn' care last night”.

“Okay! I'm gonna make cummin' my beautiful and desperate girl”. He says kneeling again between your legs.

Without expecting, he thrusts three fingers inside you, arching your back with a guttural moan and your hand pressing his head against your wetness. His tongue moving fast stimulating your swollen clit, feeling how the heat invades you again. You're fucking close and you're not gonna tell him. Sweet and delicious revenge.

Your shaky legs on his shoulders with his free arm surrounding your waist to pull you closer when your gasps become more continues emptying into a his name being cried out. The ecstasy finds you lying on the table, biting your lower lip as EZ drinks you delighted, with his wet fingers and the tip of his tongue eating you out.

“My fuckin' god, Ezekiel”. You say groaning trying to recover your breathe whilst he getting up to look for your lips.

He tastes so good, licking his and pressing your body into him with your legs wrapped on his hips.

“C'mon... Fuck me before you go”. You beg leaving some kisses all around his face. He laughs shaking his head.

“I'm gonna take a cold shower and when I finish my turn, 'am gonna come back to do it. Hard. As my girl likes”.

“No, please... Please, EZ”. You say catching him in your arms.

“Yes, please”. He jokes on you again. “Make me some coffee to take away, meanwhile I'm in the shower”.

“Uhm... Okay... But better you fuck me so fuckin' hard that I can't walk after”.

“Sí, señorita”.