#having indecent thoughts rn

[skribblezcorner]

UH SMUT WARNING AHEAD 🚨🚨🚨🚨

uhhh random brainworm about Sanji who’s mostly able to keep it down cries when he cums. HE DOES. It just makes sense

Sanji receiving a blowjob from [insert whoever you want here] and making an effort to suppress the whines from falling from his lips. It’s all too much for him and when he orgasms his eyes roll back in his head and big fat tears streak his cheeks. he’s LOUD about it too.

Alternatively, Sanji who NEVER SHUTS UP. The sex is so good he can’t form coherent sentences but he can’t for the life of him shut his mouth and all that comes out is an assortment of “so good,” “please-” and a plethora of curse words. The only time he goes silent is when he cums, all his words stop in their tracks and the only sound that comes out of his mouth is a barely audible gasp when he orgasms. AHHHHH18&:&:&£{]*|^}%^}£|

also he has both a degradation + praise kink bc I said so. LOOK AT HIM. OF COURSE HE DOES. whether hes giving or recieving it doesnt matter as long as it's there!!!!!!!!!

this was a way longer ramble than I intended…I think they put horny chemicals in the water I drank today. Anyway I lobe him he’s such a pathetic little wet napkin. I want to put him in a hydraulic press. GAHHHHH11!1!1!1! Where is that one meme of the drawing ripping its own face off when you need it

[introspectivememories]

yknow the veil/kotteri image redraw meme? the one that's been going around on twt? now make it timber. bernard who goes on to be a famous model after grieves and does shoots all over the world. one day he does one for a gotham brand and he ends up plastered all over the city. now tim who has managed to miss all this just by virtue of being too busy being a vigilante and running wayne ent. steps out of his car one day and bam! directly across from wayne tower is this giant electronic billboard, displaying bear's new perfume ad. in it he's wearing a fur coat that's slipped down his shoulders to reveal the muscles rippling across his back. bernard looks over his shoulders and laughs, lips painted a pretty pink. the ad reads "all new scent 14 from beams: the scent of love. it's like burning" bernard winks coyly and tim is burning all right. rock hard in his too tight work pants.

[horrorartsworld]

P☆RN STAR

valentino/shy bunny based demon f!reader

warnings: 18+ nsfw content duh

Valentino takes a long drag of his cigarette as he sits next to Vox in his booming night club, “Club Hell 666”, speaking about the recent activities and work related stuff that’s been going on between the two of them.

So involved in the conversation the moth man didn’t realize the tiny figure that walked up to him.

“U-ummm…excuse me Mr. Valentino sir…” Your soft voice could barley be heard over the obnoxiously loud music that was playing that you could practically feel the bass thumping along with the rhythm of your heartbeat.

You rub your arm awkwardly standing there for a moment before Vox nudges Val in the side nodding over to you.

He blows out his red smoke letting it swirl around you causing you to cough a little and scrunch your nose.

“My…my~” He tilts his head with an amused smirk as he eyes you up and down letting his heart-shaped sunglasses slide down for you to get a better view of his piercing eyes.

“What brings you to me, cariño?~”

You hug yourself closely trying to not let your eyes wander to the dancers or workers dressed in skimpy clothing walking past, you were quite nervous as it is to talk to the Overlord of Lust for a job…

“I-i’m here for work…”

“Work hmmm? Well you came to the right person, sweetheart. A pretty thing like you~…” He dramatically pauses for a second taking in your figure once more before continuing, “oh~ I definitely have a few positions open…”

You shift uneasily as you weren’t use to all this attention making your cheeks automatically burn which didn’t go unnoticed by him.

Snickering, he leans over to mumble something to Vox who sent you over a wink before Val turned his attention back to you.

“Come, let’s have a little interview shall we~”

Valentino stands up towering over you as he wraps an arm around your shoulder and another around your waist as he takes you towards his office in the night club.

Shutting the door behind you he gestures you to take a seat infront of him as leans back in his chair lighting back up his cigarette from earlier and taking a nice drag before sitting forward, looking down at this little….bunny.

“Now that I got you here doll I gotta ask you some questions to see if your worthy of my establishment..”

He smiles wickedly as you nod gingerly understanding of his terms.

“Are ya loyal? And i mean realllllllly loyal…”

“Y-yes i’m very loyal…” You spoke again softly knowing at this point you were so desperate for a job you were willing to just please him with the right answers.

“Good to know~”

He pauses for a moment, considering his next question.

“Now….you don’t mind getting a little filthy, do ya?”

“Oh no….i mean i can um be filthy…” You mumble the last part coughing a little as the smoke lingered your way once more as you feel your cheeks burn at the idea of the question.

Valentino lets out a pleased purr at your answer and seeing your shyness just turned him on.

“Mmmm….I think i’m gonna love you, bunny.” His voice husky as he rested his elbows on his desk with his cigarette between his fingers and his cheeks in his hands looking at you with a lustfully taunting gaze that makes you squirm in your seat.

“How do you feel about people touching you?~”

“I surely enjoy it…”

Valentino snickers at this as he glances over at the calendar admist pictures of all his successful movies. “Oh do you now?…” His expression still amused, but his voice had an underlying hint of danger growing to it as he went on to ask you more questions practically pulling any indecent thought out of you and putting it to fruition.

“This interview is definitely going great….now let me see the goods baby~”

You look at him innocently now as if playing dumb as you ask, “t-the goods sir?~”.

“The goods…” He gives you a nod insinuating for you to stand up. In which you quickly did practically shooting up out of the chair.

He chuckles at this and then he glances down and sees the way your outfit accentuated your body so perfectly that he just had to see the back. Not hiding his anticipation as he makes a swift gesture for you to turn around. You nibble your bottom lip hugging your fluffy chest as you turn around showing a little cotton tail poking out from your leggings catching Valentino by surprise as it was wiggling vigorously.

He slowly rises from his desk shrugging of his coat and putting out the cigarette, never once taking his eyes off your behind. He takes a deep breath in appreciation as he then gives a small whistle.

“Damn…you’ve got quite the looks from this angle baby~” He then pauses once more to savor the view before he walks closer to you.

“So far i’m liking everything i’m seeing…” He stands right behind you and places his hands on your shoulders, slowly giving them a playful squeeze before he leans down, so close that his breath grazes the back of your neck.

“l think you’re gonna be the perfect little bunny toy~” His voice low and teasing. Your breath hitching as your behind gently rubs against his hard-on the heat radiating between your thighs started to get to your little rabbit mind.

Valentino smirks, now feeling how hot your body has gotten. Your body temperature steadily rising.

“But… first we’ve got to take a look at one last thing..”

One of his hands goes to your lower back forcefully bending you over infront of him on his desk, your heart jumps as you realize what’s happening but you obediently stay bent forward and arching your ass out of instinct so that it was on full display seeing the outline of your thong through your leggings.

Valentino’s breath is heavy as he stares at you bent over and so vulnerable infront of him. He strokes your rabbit tail with the tips of his fingers, caressing it making you whimper out to how sensitive it was to his touch. Making you embarrassingly wet within seconds.

Almost like he sensed this he swiftly tugged both your thong and your leggings off wasting no time as the cool air hitting your now exposed pussy made you whine.

“Shit your perfect for this industry baby~” He hums as his body weight seems to shift behind you as it sounded like he was grabbing for something..

Valentino held a cam recorder in one hand, as the others clung to your hips rather tightly as he roughly started pounding into you. Cock bullying your pussy with its big size as he barely gave you time to adjust making you cry out pitifully.

“Fuckkkk….you’re so tight.” He groans aiming the camera down at your entrance showing how much he was stretching you out as he used another hand to grab a handful of your plush behind to help guide himself in.

“Look it how well you’re taking it baby bunnni~ like a true fucking slut….mhmph fuck i’m gonna make you a star!~” Val growls behind you as his pace starts to pick up and becomes more aggressive.

Suddenly you feel him yank your head back by your bunny ears, causing a squeak to pass by your lips because of the sensation it admitted making you arch your back more into him, hitting a certain spot you didn’t know he could that made you immediately see stars.

Pointing the camera down toward your face, Val shows your already fucked out expression with your eyes all hazy with tears spilling down your cheeks and a filthy pout playing at your lips. You felt like your fragile body could barley take anymore of this torment and as if to make matters worse a hand went to play with your sensitive tail again making you clamp down on him with your thighs trembling.

“Ngh!! Valentino!”

The camera practically is shoved in your face as if to get the winning glamour shot as you come undone all over his cock. Though he doesn’t stop there as he tries to reach his own release, thrusting deeper and faster into you until he eventually cums too with an exasperated sigh.

The mixture of your juices practically pours out of you as Val pulls out and is more focused on the film that he just made, taking the hard drive out of the camera and shoving it in his coat pocket.

“You’re a natural…expect to be here by tomorrow morning and don’t be late..”

Valentino leaves you to clean your own mess without another word and didn’t even bother to mention what he’d do with that tape now that he had it. You just watched as your now boss put his coat back on and went into the atmosphere of the club once more.

[bluesidez]

GymRat!Miguel Part 8

content warning: fluff, a little bit of hurt/comfort, some mentions of food, 18+ so MDNI, thigh riding 😙, thigh fucking 🤪, public indecency??? exhibitionism???, katoptronophilia aka mirror sexy time (thanks for the word jelly 🪼), just overall a really good time

word count: 4.4k, not proofread (we're only gearing up to what I assume will be another giant chapter 😷)

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GymRat!Miguel who does some sets of push-ups, sit-ups, and leg raises in place of the gym. You watch him while you wait for room service, encouraging him from the side. Your presence was especially needed during the sit-ups when you sit at his feet, holding them down and giving him kisses when sits up.

GymRat!Miguel who sings loudly in the shower after his workout. You have to answer the door with an apology as the server laughs at Miguel belting out Britany Spears.

GymRat!Miguel who finally decides to respond to his texts. He’s had enough time to cool off and your presence was like a calm breeze, kissing away at his skin.

He discards his empty plate, placing it back on the cart. You’re still chewing away at some fluffy pancakes, enjoying the views of the high-rise hotel as the default channel played soft jazz.

GymRat!Miguel who lays in your lap while you eat some fruit. He has his phone in his hands ready to type, but he opens his mouth, silently begging for you to feed him grapes and pineapple chunks.

He hums to himself happily when you comply, combing a hand through his hair. He felt so peaceful like this. Serene.

GymRat!Miguel who sighs as he opens the message app. Here we go.

Abuela 💕:

“Abuela I’ll call you tonight”

“And there will be no babies. Not now”

“There better not be!”

Pa:

“Gracias pa”

“I’m glad you were able to meet her”

“She means a lot to me”

“I can tell”

“Mijo you pack a big punch!”

“Uno más!!!”

“You got that from me 👍🏽”

“Sure did pa 😭”

Gabri 🤡🤏🏽:

“You’re such an instigator”

“It’s not instigating. It’s reporting 😌”

“‘It’s reporting ☝🏽🥸’”

“Shaddap”

“You think I’m letting a member of the robotics team bully me?”

“You have perfect pitch and play the saxophone”

“You’re not winning this battle”

“Aren’t you supposed to be entertaining my girl? 🤨”

“Direct this clown act to her”

“Not sure how she puts up with it but I’ll free her soon”

“Stfu”

“A real man would be doing OTHER things but I digress”

“Did you really have to send a pic”

“You hate me”

“It’s clear to me now”

“Anyway what’s this about Tyler punching things”

“OHHHHH”

“He got him good”

“Square in the face”

“A bloody mouth to match his nose”

“TWINEM”

“Good”

"Pa said he granted me the ability to punch"

“He can dream on about that”

“Because where tf is my strength 😒”

"He punched Tyler before"

"Your time will be soon"

"😕"

"Also Ik about Nancy cheating already"

"Tyler told me in high school"

"I didn't want to be the one to tell Kron"

"Ur better than me"

"I would have told him that after that punch"

"YOUR MOM IS A HOMEWRECKER!"

"That's not what that means but ok"

Dana:

“Does your bf know you’re lusting after others?”

“Not if you don’t tell 😙”

“….I don’t think I want to give you her number”

“You’re perfect for Gabri”

“You’re both unbearable”

“What’s unbearable is I’m not talking to your gf rn”

“It’s too many O’Haras”

“Too much testosterone”

“SAVE ME MIG’S GF”

“MIG’S GF SAVE ME!!!”

Dad….Tyler:

“It’s ok. For what it’s worth, I can tell that you had good intentions.”

“Gabri told me what happened”

“I apologize for acting out of order and punching your son, but I couldn’t let him disrespect my girlfriend and my mom. No matter how difficult she may be, I’m the one who should tell her about it. Not him.”

"I completely understand that. You did what you thought was right, and that's far more admirable than what Kron did."

"In another reality, you and Kron could get along. For now, I will aim for cordial. I will make sure that he apologizes to you, your girlfriend, and Conchata."

"I don't want an apology if it's not genuine."

"Let's move on from that. You said you wanted to make it up to me? I saw that you added more dates to the hotel. Thank you for that, you didn't have to."

"Yes! If you are willing, I would love for you and your girlfriend to meet with me. I actually arranged something for you, Gabriel, and your girlfriends. I want to hear your input before I finalize the details."

"Sure thing. Is this afternoon ok?"

"That's perfect. I'll see you then."

Ma:

Read: 11:10 AM ✓✓

“Ugh,” Miguel groans, shutting his phone off and closing his eyes.

You stop rubbing his hair and look down, “What’s wrong?”

Miguel grunts as he moves your hand to continue, “My mom wants me to come home. Not sure if I want to do that right now. Not unless I know she’s ready to be accountable for once, which I highly doubt.”

You hum in understanding, “She’s still your mom, though. You’ll have to see her eventually.”

“My mom or not, she had no right to talk to you the way she did,” Miguel said reaching his hand up to your face. “It was cruel and…strange coming towards you. She doesn’t know you. Not yet, anyway.”

It’s not like she was trying to know you, either. Miguel seemed to understand this in your silence.

“I have to go grab some clothes so she might just get her wish,” Miguel says, turning his head towards your stomach.

You look down at him, “You don’t have to. Today is my last day here.”

“Well, lucky for us, Tyler extended the stay for a few more days,” he grinned. He started to move your shirt to fondle your skin.

Your stomach twitched as his breath brushed your skin. He started to kiss along your front, head disappearing under your sweater. He hummed as he started to tug at your underwear with his teeth.

“Hey,” you say, watching his head moving around through the material. “Stop that and finish talking.”

You pulled your sweater up to reveal him, his teeth still holding the band of your panties and eyes like a cat that got caught.

He let the band go close to your stomach so it wouldn’t snap, “This visual is making me forget everything.” His eyes are heavy and wandering.

You look to where he’s looking to see that you’re essentially flashing him.

You drop your shirt in embarrassment, letting out a sound of panic.

“No, no, baby let me see.”

“No, you’re at such a weird angle.”

“All art must be viewed up close and personal.”

Miguel sat up from your lap. He watched as you huffed and pinched the neckline of your sweater, moving it for air.

"You're so confident from afar, but when I'm near you like this, you get so shy. Even in public, you can be so bold. It's just you and me here."

"It's just," you watch Miguel as he crowds your space. His mouth goes behind your ear to press his lips into your skin. "I don't know. It feels like...more when it's just us. More real."

"Does it not feel real when we're in public?"

Miguel sits back, eyes wondering to yours. There's a pinch in his eyebrows, so faint you almost miss it.

"It does! That's not what I mean."

"Then, what is it? Tell me. Talk to me."

"I want to do more with you."

"But?" Miguel holds your hands in his, stopping you from picking at the loose threads of the sweater. He rubs them with his thumbs, itching to pull you closer.

"But, when you look at me like that, I feel like I could pass out. I get overwhelmed and nervous. I don't want to say or do anything stupid. It gets harder to control myself. I feel crazy."

Oh.

Oh.

"Then there are moments when my brain fools me into thinking that you don't like me in the way that I like you. Moments when that girl from not so long ago comes back, ashamed of herself and her body. A small part of me that thinks you could date anyone else and you're settling."

Miguel takes a moment to process your words.

He takes a breath, then opens his mouth.

"You really don't understand how much you affect me, do you?"

Miguel pulled you in his lap, fed up with this charade.

You grip his shoulders, steadying your balance with how fast he grabbed you.

"Miguel-"

"I don't know everything that your last boyfriend did to you and I don't know everything that you've experienced because of your body. Baby, I don't even know what you've seen all this time to make you think you're not worthy of love and respect, but I'm here to squash it."

"I meant it when I said that I love you. I'll learn it in a hundred languages just to remind you. I'll even tattoo it on my forehead for you to be reminded of it every single time you see me."

"I don't think you need to go that far," you say, eyes warm.

"No, I think I should. Anything for you to understand me. Anything for you to see you like how I see you."

"Letting out my deepest darkest secrets here, but do you know what I did when we first met?"

You shake your head, curious.

"I had a dream about you that was so good, I fell out of my bed. Peter never lets me live it down."

"A sweet dream?"

"Now, you and I both know it was more than that. Two cold showers should answer your questions."

You hide your face in his neck, heartbeat drumming through you, "Did you really?"

"Hand to heart. I understand your feelings. I acknowledge them too, but I need you to understand mine as well. Trust me when I say that you are unbelievably sexy. I love you and your body. My eyes caught your appearance before I came to know your personality. Anybody would be lucky to have you, but I'm the luckiest because you chose me."

Miguel hugged you close and kissed your head.

"Now let's rewind. You said you feel crazy when you're close to me?"

You groan in his neck.

"Uncontrollable? Heated?"

"Miggy, stop."

"My girlfriend is head over heels for me," Miguel hummed as he rubbed his hands down your naked legs. "She wants to ruin me."

"No, I don't."

"She's still wearing my clothes with nothing underneath but her panties and is leaning all over me. Her thighs are around my waist and she just told me that she wants me."

"You put me here," you lean up and stare at him. Your cheeks were hot and your eyes were dewey.

"She's looking at me like she's upset, but now I know that her heart is going crazy. I want to kiss her."

"Then do it," you whisper.

The kiss is sweet, the taste of fruit and syrup still on your lips. You finally relax in his arms, body melted against his. His hands slip under your sweater, dancing over your back. Your skin is soft and warm, a blanket over Miguel's figure.

The time where you two connect extends deeper and longer. You let your hands venture further than the nape of his neck, roaming until you brush across his chest. Miguel's breath hitched as your nails raked his nipple, chest jumping at the impact.

You break for a second, wanting to get air, but Miguel leans back in, desperate. He's whining, groping your body all over. His noises go straight to your core, twitching above him. He matches your pace, dragging your hips across his, reveling in how fast your body was reacting to him.

When he leans back, there's a string of saliva connecting you two. He's breathing hard as he watches you.

"Can I take this off? Please," Miguel grips the bottom of your sweater, eyes pleading.

You bite your lip and slide the sweater over your head, dropping it to the bed. You bring your hands over the top of your chest, arms framing your breasts.

You can't look Miguel in the eyes, too shy, "Is this fine?"

Miguel's eyes almost turn as he watches you, so shy but so seductive. He reaches out to cup your breasts in his hands, groaning when they plush through his fingers.

"You're so," Miguel rubs his thumbs across your nipples, enjoying you twitching and gasping in his hold. "Fuck."

His gaze burned into you, hungry as you lapped his tongue around your nipples. You let out a whimper when you feel him pull your skin in, mouth hot. It doesn't beat his pleased hum, voice like a man finally getting relief.

He massages your vacant breast, movements getting harsher. His grip is like a vice making it harder for you to second-guess yourself.

You hiss and rake your hands through his hair, "B-baby, be careful."

"Lo siento, mi amor," Miguel says, kissing across your areolas. "'M sorry."

You find your breath, fighting to steady your voice, "You're on me like we didn't just do something earlier."

Miguel paused and placed his cheek on your chest, "Baby, I'm a virgin and a man, not a prude. With practice, I could go all day."

The thought of that has you tightening your legs around him, hips stuttering. Miguel shifts to pull you over his left thigh.

"Does that excite you, baby?" Miguel smirks.

You close your eyes and nod, hips rolling over his thigh, keening high as he hikes his thigh closer to your sex and grips your waist. His muscles feel so good against you, the sounds getting wetter and wetter with each swipe.

"God, you're so pretty like this," Miguel sighs. "My gorgeous girl."

Your movements are becoming more frantic, Migiuel's voice in your ears spurring you on. He was sucking into your neck, growling as you scratched against his shoulder blades.

"That's right, baby. Keep going. Use me to get off," Miguel helped your hips keep a steady pace, pulling at your briefs to a makeshift thong. The tightness of your underwear combined with his thigh and his voice sends you into overdrive.

"Miguel!" you sob, hands gripping his hair. Your body trembles as you squeeze your thighs around him, cunt pulsating around nothing but your underwear, release leaking onto his leg.

Miguel cooed as you dropped your weight against him, body limp and hips fluttering with aftershocks. You panted as you kept your head on his shoulder, willing yourself to calm down.

"Are you ok?" Miguel asks, kissing your temple, your ear, your cheek. He feels you nod into his skin, blissed out.

"I like how you called me the needy one and you're the one who came three times today," Miguel mumbled, laughing as you swatted at his pec.

"I already confessed what you do to me. This shouldn't be shocking."

"Didn't say that. 'M just happy you feel more comfortable around me. It's what I want." One last kiss to your face seals his joy.

You lift up on shaky knees, hands holding onto Miguel for dear life. Your thighs were still shaking and your underwear was ruined. Miguel's cock twitched at the essence that seeped onto his leg, watching as sticky lines dragged from his skin to yours.

He grabbed you by the waist with one hand and wiped at your slick with another.

He's about to swipe at it with his tongue until you stop him.

"Miguel! Don't do that," you say, flustered.

"What? I'm just enjoying the fruits of my labor," he pouts as you grab some napkins and clean off his hands and thigh.

"So close to eating you, yet so far," he sighs miserably. "One day."

You ignore him and look down at his erection, taking a knuckle and lining the side. It was your first time really paying attention to him down there, now that you weren't distracted by his advances.

"What about you?"

He twitched as you walked along his clothed shaft, pre-come leaking through the fabric.

"As much as I want you to continue, we have to get ready for today," Miguel jerks as you continue your ministrations with a pout on your face. "And, I need condoms if you want to take this any further."

"Not even a blowjob?" you peer at him with your deer eyes again.

Miguel took a deep breath, "I was right. You are trying to ruin me."

GymRat!Miguel who lets you know that Tyler wants to meet you both after you both have changed clothes for the day. Something about a surprise.

"I love surprises!" you say turning to Miguel with a smile on your face. "As long as it's nothing like last night. I think it'll be ok."

Miguel matches your smile and presses his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who stops at his home briefly, trying to get in and get out. He manages to fill up his travel bag, drop off his laundry, and give Gabriel a heart attack all before his mom notices he's there.

"Where are you going?" Gabriel asks with his hand over his heart, headphones lopsided around his neck.

"None of your business, nosy."

"Uh, it kind of is my business. You think you're grown when you're really not."

Miguel rolls his eyes. He didn't really want to tell Gabriel, but sometimes he couldn't say no to him.

"We're going out to see Tyler. He has a surprise for us. He also said he arranged something for us including you and Dana."

"Oh shit! Ok. And if mom asks where you are?"

"Tell her I'll come by tomorrow. I'm spending the next few days with my girlfriend."

"Alrighty," Gabriel sing-songs, placing his headphones back on his head. "You kids be safe. Don't scare my girl away."

Miguel smacks Gabriel across the head and runs out the door before he can catch up.

GymRat!Miguel who just laughs at your face while you frantically unlock the car to let him in.

"Baby, what's wrong?" you ask, voice in a panic.

"A string bean is trying to attack me," he responds, giggling as Gabriel runs out of the house.

"I'm getting you back for that you oaf!" Gabriel yells as Miguel backs out of the driveway. He stops his anger to wave at you, which you return with a sweet smile.

"Baby, you're encouraging him."

GymRat!Miguel who guides you through the doors of a cafe that Tyler recommended. He sticks out like a sore thumb with his stark white hair and light clothing. The only semblance of color on him was his silver jewelry.

He sat there, typing away at his phone, oblivious to the people around him who found familiarity in his form.

"Dad," Miguel said, the word funny on his tongue. He tried to make an effort to refer to him as his father in public, something Tyler appreciated greatly.

"Son!" he got up and engulfed him in a hug, giving you a softer version afterward. "It's good to see you both."

"It's lovely to see you again as well, Mr. Stone," you say, giving Miguel a smile when he pulls your chair out for you. "Thank you so much for thinking of us after all that's happened. Thank you for paying for my stay as well, the hotel is very lovely."

"Anything for Miguel's loved ones," he smiles in a way that has a hint of Miguel. You feel better going into the rest of this meal.

GymRat!Miguel who almost chokes on his coffee before Tyler can finish his sentence.

"A yacht?!"

"Is it too much? I can do something else to your liking," Tyler frets, wiping his hands on his slacks. "I'm not sure what all kids your age like nowadays."

"I've never been on a yacht. so I don't even know how to react," Miguel responds.

The two of them are sporting the same deer-in-headlights look.

"I'm sure it would be a great experience for all of us. If everyone doesn't mind, I'm sure we can get together and have a great time," you say, helping the two of them out. "Something nice to start the summer off."

"That's great! I will have everything ready by the beginning of next month then," Tyler says, mood lifting immediately. He was a lot like a golden retriever. "With that in order, I'd like to grant you this."

He takes his wallet out, reaching in to grab a card.

As he slides it across the table, your eyes grow big.

It's a black card with T. Stone pressed across the bottom.

"What's this for?" Miguel asks, staring at the card with building curiosity.

"You all need clothes for the trip, don't you?" Tyler asks. "And I'm sure you need more clothes to wear this week. Please take this, I don't mind. I trust you not to go overboard. I'll let you know when to give it back."

Miguel took the card in his hands, the weight of it heavier than any of his own.

"I guess it's time for a shopping spree," Miguel said, a smile growing on his face.

GymRat!Miguel who drives you straight to the mall. The windows are down as you both laugh and sing to the song on the radio. Miguel wishes he could record this moment, but for now, he dials it back to replay in his memory.

GymRat!Miguel who is happy to carry your bags and encourages you to buy more. Whenever you start to feel like you've gone overboard, he just whispers "black card" in your ear like a devil on your shoulder.

GymRat!Miguel who convinces you to walk around the name-brand stores. He did have Tyler's card, but he was also thoroughly watching what you gravitated towards. He locked away so many gift ideas for later.

GymRat!Miguel who joins you in the mirror of a shades shop. The both of you take pictures with coordinating glasses and you giggle as Miguel makes silly faces in some of them.

GymRat!Miguel who becomes your doll as you pick out outfits for him. He's smiling down at you as you put different shirts up to his body, mumbling to yourself as you make decisions. So pretty.

GymRat!Miguel who waits while you try on some clothes, giddy whenever you show him a new outfit. You managed to find clothes that coordinated with his and you're super excited about it.

"Close your eyes!" you yell through the door.

He does so and listens for you to walk out. After you take a while, he opens his eyes a little.

"Baby, no peeking," you chastise.

He huffs and waits a little longer.

"Ok. 1, 2, 3, open!"

His eyes land on you in a dress that hugs your curves like no other. Your chest fills out the top perfectly and seeing your stomach through the front is driving him mad.

"Do you like it?" you turned around, giving Miguel a grand view of how your ass was sitting in the dress.

"Do the dressing rooms have a time limit?"

You blink at him owlishly, "No? Why?"

GymRat!Miguel who drags all of your bags and you back inside of the dressing room with lightning speed. As soon as he locks the door, he's attached to your lips, kneading at your ass and hips.

You gasp in his mouth, shocked at how fast he's moving.

"Miguel, what- oh," you sigh as he leans down and pulls your dress up, face buried in your neck.

"You look so good, mi amor. I can't help it."

GymRat!Miguel who almost cums when you pull his dick out. Your eyes grow along with his erection, watching as he twitches in your hold. You've never taken anyone this big and from your hesitance, Miguel can gather this much.

"We don't have to do anything. In fact, you don't have to do that here," he pants.

"You mean take you down my throat?" you ask, running your thumb over his head, watching in awe as liquid seeped out. Miguel bit his hand to quiet his moans. "I'll wait until we're somewhere more private and less noticeable that I'm on my knees for you."

Miguel looks at the open space under the dressing room door, "Yeah that's probably for the best."

GymRat!Miguel who places you in front of him, both of you facing the mirror. Your dress is bunched up and Miguel is rocking his cock in between your thighs.

He's bent down, biting lightly on your shoulder so that he doesn't shout. Your thighs were so warm and plush against him and his pre-cum was spewing out of him like a fountain.

"You feel so fucking good, baby," he moans a little too loud after a few minutes.

GymRat!Miguel who watches you in the mirror. Your tits were so close to slipping from the top of your dress, the impact from his hips jerking your entire body. He grabbed at both of them, watching as you moan at the contact. His slaps got louder and louder, milky fluid running down your legs.

GymRat!Miguel who is overcome with need when you turn and run your tongue across his earlobe. He convulses as his release spurts across the room, landing on the mirror. He grips your hips and breathes hard into your skin, the tempo of his heart moving quick.

You pat his head and praise him, heavy eyes following your hand as you rub his tip that's still rubbing through your thighs. He whines, sensitive, but not moving away from you.

GymRat!Miguel who wipes you down carefully with some wipes you have in your purse. Luckily you both haven't ruined yet another pair of underwear.

He kisses you softly when he finishes, little confessions of love traveling from his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who checks the dressing room one last time, making sure he's gotten any evidence of his removed from the area. Your green dress is in his arms and you've changed back to your outfit.

The area is clean, but there are fresh hickeys on your neck, something he got carried away with.

GymRat!Miguel who walks out like nothing happened. You on the other hand, hand over some extra clothes you didn't like to a worker in slight embarrassment. He eyes you both with a look of horror.

GymRat!Miguel who feeds you Auntie Anne's in the crowded food court. You hum happily after each bite. He dusts cinnamon off the corner of your lips with a smile.

GymRat!Miguel who moves from dusting to leaning across the table to lick the crumbs off when a table full of guys keeps eying you.

"What was that for?" you asked, oblivious to the hound dogs around you.

"Nothing. I just love you, baby."

dividers by: @plutism 🩵

a/n: I got a very useful lesson on condoms and BJs while writing this chapter. It won't ever be applied to this fic, BUT it was still kinda fun nonetheless.

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[knyox]

ITOSHI SAE👹 yapfest :33

my Roman Empire is thinking about how Sae is probably the type of boyfriend that will shamelessly grab a handful of your ass and fucking SQUEEZE it like it's a damn stress ball every time he passes by. Or maybe he'll just give it one hefty, resounding smack. Actually, fuck that, he could be your FRIEND and blud would not hesitate to fondle your ass and eventually shimmy his fingers lower to tickle your balls (if you're a ball having person, that is) 😃

Fuck now I think he's the spanker type. Definitely prefers doing it from behind where he can watch your hole struggle to fit him. And he's DEFINITELY into rimming ong. Actually, I don't even think Sae would go through the effort of fucking you himself. I think he'll make you impale yourself on him and WORK for it. Like, I don't know specifically what the position is called but it's something like cowgirl, you're riding him but like, you aren't facing him but your backside is??

Like he'll be intently watching your ass jiggle every time you meet his pelvis with every ferocious drop. Sae might fuck up into you sometimes, but I think he'd prefer you go through the effort yourself because it's really not the same meeting you up halfway than watching you go up and smack down. He just wants to watch you desperately chase your high on his cock. He finds that utterly sexy.

And speaking of what Sae finds sexy, I think he'd be very into costumes. Like, I think he's the type to get turned on by being teased with a barely there glimpse of ass with the promise of unraveling it later. You know those thigh highs that are like... VERY high thigh highs? shit bro pull that up to that part of your thighs that meet the curve of your ass (I dunno what part it's called, but like, think of it as an arm and elbow equivalent to ass and thigh? idk, I suck ass at describing and I'm low-key tipsy and very horny rn🥰) and wear an obscenely short skirt. A skirt so short it's not possible to wear it in public or you'll get arrested for public indecency. Or obscenely short shorts. Bonus points if the thigh highs are fishnets and the garter is a bit tight that it highlights that curve of your ass and the thickness of your thighs. Sae would 10/10 rock your shit and fuck up your entire world in a single round🙏

And because Sae is a firm ass believer (it's cannon😭 bro canonically checks out the ass of athletes to determine who has greater athletic abilities), I will stand firmly that he's also a thigh gourmet. Like, I think he's the type to not only eat your ass, but also nibble on your thighs and leave marks in the process. Like, you both could be watching a movie and he'd be laying his head on your lap, then suddenly he's suckling on your thighs and before you know it he's blowing you and the movie is left forgotten while you both get your happy ending 💥🎆🥰😇

Sae loves anal sex. For the coochie havers populace... I'm sorry to say, he prefers ass better😔🙏‼️ I'm sorry, I don't make the rules😍‼️(dw, he'll shower your intended entry point with love too🥰)

Anyway, that's it. I'm sleepy. I'm horny. If you've made it this far through my Itoshi Sae yapfest, I'm sorry for throwing the thoughts of my raging boner unto your faces😘‼️thanks, gn, gtg nut🥜

[peeponastick]

Touch My Soul, Pt. 2

Domme!Reader x Virgin!Uchiha Itachi  

Word count: 3.6K

Rating: Explicit NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

cw/tw: fem!reader, porn w plot skip to the diamonds for smut you horndog, name calling? (Hidan being an asshole, calls Itachi crow boy lmaoaoao), sappy and romantic, pining?, one bed trope heheh, hand kink, scent kink?, dry humping, corruption kink, praise, exhibitionism, breast & nipple play, cum play, ball play, dirty talk, cursing, use of pet names (sweet boy, good boy, etc), masturbation, not super intense BDSM D/s dynamics (reader is def a switch), inexperience & virginity loss (Itachi, let me cook), multiple orgasms, creampie.

Synopsis: Part 2 of Touch My Soul, (Pt. 1 here). Itachi is just a lil' nervous baby. The more time he spends around you, the more he doesn’t know what to do with his growing feelings. When you find yourselves in an unexpected situation, you take the wheel, ruining him for anyone else.

I really appreciate the love I got on my first-ever smut（╹◡╹）♡ (Yuji fic here). Wanted to follow it up with another kinktober addition, featuring one of my other beloved anime men.

I’m on a subby men streak rn and no one can stop me!!! Hope y’all enjoyyy <3 <3 

It was late that night when you heard two gentle knocks on your door that made you jump, butterflies fluttering deep in your stomach knowing it was Itachi at your door. The rest of your fellow Akatuski members surely had gone to bed already, making it the safest time for the two of you to meet alone. 

You hurriedly grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, slipping into your light pink satin robe that deliciously slinked off your curves, pausing in front of your floor-length mirror to wonder if it was maybe too much before shaking off your anxious thoughts and rushing to answer the door. 

You swung the door open to see Itachi, brows arching in surprise to see you in such a different light. “I- uhh,” he stammered as his eyes betrayed him, trailing down and back up your figure to drink in the stunning display you unintentionally put on for him. His cheeks burned red as he realized how indecent you must’ve thought he was being.

“I-I’m sorry, is this not a good time?” He nervously scratched his head, eyes darting around anxiously in an attempt to not ogle you any more than he already had. You had to admit it was adorable, seeing someone who seemed so composed and mature acting like a nervous schoolboy. 

“No, no, come in!” a smile on your face that you were unable to stifle, “Sorry, it’s just those robes we have to wear all the time are so uncomfortable, I’m out of them the second I can be,” you laughed lightly. He followed you into the room, guiltily indulging in the sight of your body from behind. 

As you cleared some space on your bed, he stood observing and admiring all the little knick-knacks and oddities you had scattered around your room, his eyes setting on a small ceramic figurine of a cat.

You sat on your bed and pat the spot next to you, signaling him to sit. He hesitantly approached, “You, uh, sure you don’t mind me sitting on your bed?” a sheepish smile creeping across his face. A giggle burst out of you, realizing how things could be misinterpreted. 

You shook your head, “It’s not safe to talk here,” you reassured him in a hushed tone, “I’ll use my jutsu to transport us into my soulscape, where we can talk further.” Itachi’s nervous energy dissipated and he sat beside you on your soft bed. 

Once again, you weaved the hand signs of your special jutsu. This time, you took Itachi’s hands and placed them on your shoulders before touching your forehead to his. He did his best to ignore the rush of blood and tingling nerves he felt being close enough to smell the sweet scent radiating off your skin.

You both were transported into your soulscape, where Itachi began taking in his surroundings in awe. You stood in a field of wildflowers under a cotton candy-colored sunset, an early-rising crescent moon in the distant sky. The magnificent colors lit up his visual field as he processed all the information flooding his senses about who you were and all you’d been through. 

He turned to you, an enchanted look of admiration in his deep brown eyes that made your cheeks burn, feeling flustered with vulnerability. You had never shown anyone your soul before and having someone see into you with such love was a foreign concept.

You cleared your throat, preparing to explain the inner workings of the Akatsuki, the intel you’d gathered, and the plan you were preparing to enact now that you had the piece you’d been waiting for– an ally strong enough to help you carry out the downfall of the Akatsuki and Madara himself. 

After that night, you found yourselves in each other’s room to strategize quite often, mostly in the late hours. The snickers from the other Akatsuki members rumored the two of you had begun dating and were trying to hide it. 

One night when Itachi was leaving your bedroom, gently closing the door behind him, he turned to find Hidan standing menacingly against the wall wearing a look of disgust.

“You’re always scurrying out of her room in the middle of the night, huh crow boy,” he sneered.

Itachi’s eyes blazed crimson “And what business do you have lurking around her door?”

Hidan scoffed and walked off, muttering his hateful thoughts about the two of you.

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The more time Itachi and you spent in each other’s presence, the closer you became. Though you’d only known each other a short while, there was a mutual, deep understanding of one another’s souls.

He had never felt this way before, heartbeat nearly pounding out of his chest anytime you sat close, your hand accidentally brushing against him sending sparks through his body. Having to pull himself back down to earth every time he listened to you talk, getting lost in your sparkling eyes, every flutter of your full lashes hypnotizing him further. 

He had without a doubt fallen for you, almost certain the feeling was mutual. His perceptive eyes picking up every quick glance you stole at his lips, the way you blushed anytime his attention was a little too focused on you. 

He wanted more than anything to make his move, for you to be his, but all his years of being a high-ranking shinobi had never really allowed him time for relationships. How could he ask for something he had no idea how to do? And worse, he thought, someone as beautiful and amazing as you shouldn’t settle for someone like him. 

He knew you’d already seen him inside and out and accepted him fully, his sordid past somehow not making your opinion of him falter. But still, there was the matter of his inexperience, or rather, lack of any experience at all adding to his insecurity. 

On a night you had gone to his room, your planning and discussion went on longer than usual. Upon releasing your jutsu, Itachi stood up to find a paper he wanted to show you. You wearily sat on his bed, drained from casting your jutsu for so many hours. As he rummaged around his room, your eyelids grew heavier and heavier, body lightly swaying before you admitted defeat to your fatigue and laid yourself down on his bed, the sight of his back growing blurry as the comforting smell of his bedding pulled you in. 

He turned around to find you asleep, curled up with a sweet, peaceful expression spread across your face. He hummed affectionately, pulling the blanket over your worn-out body. He paused, staring at you for a moment, smiling to himself as he envisioned what it’d be like to have the gift of seeing this every night, before tossing a pillow on the floor for his makeshift bed. 

Your eyes blearily opened, “Whaa-what’re you doin’?” your voice croaked, still half asleep. 

His head tilted inquisitively, “I just, umm, figured I’d sleep on the floor so you can be comfortable,” he replied with a kind smile.

You outstretched your arms for him, drowsily shaking your head, “Noooo way, this is your bed,” you lilted in an almost child-like manner. His eyes grew wide, brain short-circuiting as he realized you were okay with him sleeping next to you. You impatiently waved your arms around, ushering him to come soon as sleep was calling your name. 

Itachi hesitantly approached, crawling into bed beside you trying to awkwardly maintain a respectful distance. You turned into his broad chest, nuzzling up to him with a faint smile on your face as you drifted back to sleep. His muscles tensed, heartbeat deafeningly pounding in his ears at being so close to you.

Focusing on his breathing his body eventually softened, looking down at you and feeling pure bliss. He had dreamt of this moment so many times, he couldn’t believe it was really happening. Wrapped up in the warm feelings, he soon followed you into sleep. 

Several hours later, Itachi woke to an unfamiliar stirring in his pants, tired eyes blinking with confusion at the pressure he felt repeatedly nudging his pelvis. His breath hitched as heat flushed his entire body at what he saw. 

You had flipped sides at some point in the night, your back now against Itachi’s chest as you pressed your ass into him over and over again, grinding against his growing bulge. You were dreaming, soft whimpers leaving you every time your hips connected with his in your unconscious state. He couldn’t help himself from wondering if you could be dreaming about him, ears ringing at every angelic sound you made. 

He fought with himself, feeling guilty for not waking you immediately, but he couldn’t help it, every rock of your hips into him sent divine pleasure rippling through his entire body, his cock becoming uncomfortably hard in his pants, even with such little stimulation. He closed his eyes, fully indulging in the moment for a few more seconds before he lightly tapped your arm. Noticing, in his heightened arousal, how soft your skin felt under his fingertips, how the heat of your sleeping body projected your intoxicating scent.

You were deep asleep, unresponsive to his gentle touch. He took a deep breath, collecting himself before he tried again, this time tapping a little harder, “Y/n, hey. Wake up y/n,” his deep, gravelly voice rasped in your ear. Your eyes opened slowly, “Hmmm? ‘tachi?” your sleepy voice squeaked, “Wass goin’ on?” you rolled back against him, looking up at his flushed face with confusion. 

Your mind shot awake, finally processing what an intimate position the two of you were in, “Oh shit! I’m sorr–,” a small gasp left your lips as you noticed his eyes dark with lust, feeling the growing bulge between his legs pressed up against your ass, “Fuck.”

Heat bloomed across your cheeks, suddenly overcome with heady arousal, the masculine and fresh scent of his skin and bedding sending pulsing shocks to your clit. A gentle moan slipped past your lips as you slowly resumed grinding your hips against him. 

He breathed deeply, his nimble hand acting on its own, trailing down the curves of your body to grab onto your hip, “C-Can I touch you here?” his voice hoarse with arousal.

“Uh-huhh,” you breathily moaned. 

His hand needily latched onto your hip, pulling you in closer, both of you feeling a magnetic pull between your cores. You rolled your hips together, the pace quickening as you began losing yourselves in the intensity of the moment. 

His breath fanning the shell of your ear from behind, you drank in the sounds of his gentle gasps and moans, breath growing ragged at the overwhelming pleasure he felt. His vision going hazy, he tucked his head into the crook of your neck as he began humping you frantically, his carnal senses controlling him. His large hand gripping you bruisingly, a strained moan dragged out of his chest as his orgasm suddenly exploded out of him, coating the inside of his pants with copious amounts of cum. 

You smiled sinfully, turning over to face him but he avoided eye contact, his cheeks burning bright red as he tried to catch his breath. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I–,” his brows furrowing with embarrassment, “I’ve just never done anything like this,” he quietly admitted, innocent eyes anxiously scanning yours. 

A switch flipped in you. 

You hummed, tenderly stroking his warm cheek with your hand as your eyes fell to his lips. You smiled affectionately, “I know, sweet boy,” slowly bringing your plump lips to his, pausing a breath away, smile tinging with deviance as you looked deep into his eyes, “just watch me," you whispered against his mouth before pressing your lips to his. His lips parted with a shaky moan, kissing you back hungrily. 

Rolling onto your back, you began tracing the hills and valleys of your curves with your hands, stopping to indulgently squeeze your breasts, massaging your hard nipples. He swallowed hard, his sharingan eyes watching your every move, burning the moment into his memory.

Your hand snaked its way under your shorts, fingers dipping into the wet heat between your thighs, letting out a soft moan as you ran a finger over your swollen clit. You looked into his eyes, biting your lip as you began pleasuring yourself. 

He moved his hand to gently brush a stray hair out of your face, wanting to have a clear view of your features twisting with pleasure. Your head turned to catch his fingers along your open mouth. You wrapped your lips around his thumb, sucking on it as you looked up at him wantonly, eliciting a deep groan from his chest. You released your lips with a pop as he began messing your pout with his thumb, relishing in the sensation of your luscious lips beneath his fingertip.

He looked at you, eyes glazed over with lust, before passionately cupping your face and kissing you deeply as you continued playing with your pussy, thighs shaking and body tingling with heat as you rubbed firm circles around your clit.

Itachi was devouring you with his eyes, your body and mind buzzing with electric arousal at being watched so intently. 

“You can touch me, it’s okay,” you purred between breathy moans, reading his mind. You grasped his hand, guiding it up under your shirt to cup your full breast, “Like this.”

A whimper left Itachi’s lips as his warm palm connected with the delicate skin of your breast, exploring your body with fervid curiosity. Squeezing the plush flesh and ghosting his fingertips over your nipples, you moaned in delight. 

You began feeling the sizzling electricity of your building orgasm, fingers rubbing faster and tighter circles around your pulsating clit. Waves of white-hot pleasure washing over you as you rocketed into your climax, the feeling of Itachi's clothed cock, hard and eager for you again, needily pressing into you sending you over the edge. 

You collapsed with a pleased smile, taking a moment to catch your breath before sitting up unexpectedly, motivated and ready for more pleasure. “Itachi– off, please,” you demanded, needily tugging at the waistband of his black sweatpants. He hurriedly lifted his hips to pull them down, fumbling as he tried to yank it off his leg not wanting to delay a second longer, then grabbing the back of his black t-shirt’s collar to pull it over his head.

His length stood fully erect, no longer restrained by his pants. His body was heavenly, like a carved-marble depiction of a god. Pale skin covering his chiseled, lean muscles, marred with battle scars. His cock was so pretty, the perfect length and girth for a delicious stretch, bulging veins dancing along the sides, messy with sticky, white cum from his previous orgasm, and throbbing with need.

“Fuuckkk, you’re so big baby,” you licked your lips, mesmerized by the sight as you wrapped your hand around his length and began stroking his cock, using his cum as lube. 

His body heaved at the sensation, a choked whine leaving his lips. He let out a small gasp as you thumbed his glistening slit, “Such a pretty cock,” you cooed, dropping your other hand to massage his heavy balls. His eyes rolled back momentarily in ecstasy, he could cum again just from the way you spoke to him. 

You brought your hand up to lick his cum off before crawling over him, breasts brushing against his lean chest, hips arched seductively. Itachi laid there panting, so overwhelmed with arousal he couldn’t do anything but let out needy moans as his wildest fantasy unfurled in front of him. You lightly dragged your lips along the ridge of his ear, breathing lightly against it before kissing the tip of his earlobe.

“Mmmh please let me feel you inside me baby, pleeeease?” you moaned against his skin, kissing along his sharp jaw and down his neck, “Don’t you wanna know how good my wet pussy feels wrapped around your cock?”

A shuddering moan left his chest at your provocative words. You looked up at him, siren eyes hypnotizing him. He nodded enthusiastically with a dazed expression, pupils blown wide with lust, completely drunk on arousal– mind floating out of his body.

“Y-Yes, pl-pleasee,” he hiccuped, struggling to process that this was happening to him in real life. 

“Hmmm good boy,” a devilish smile on your face, “just lay back and let me make you feel good, okayy baby?” 

You got off him, standing up and turning around to teasingly pull your shorts down, giving him a front-row seat as you bent over seductively, sliding them off at a torturous pace, exposing your lace-covered pussy from behind, a sweet little whimper leaving his lips as he saw the wet spot from your orgasm. Pulling off your shirt to reveal a matching bra, his brain malfunctioned at how exquisite you looked. 

You then began languidly pulling your panties down, revealing your decadent pussy to his eyes. “Ooohh my–" he gasped, "oh my god,” feeling the pulse in his erection as it twitched with desire. You flashed him a confident smile, fingertips dragging up and down the curves of your body, feeling his dark eyes on you, memorizing every touch and squeeze.

Seeing his eager cock, precum leaking from his tip and dribbling down his shaft, you licked your lips, pussy fluttering in excitement at the thought of being stretched by him. Crawling on top of him like a feline stalking her prey, you drank in the sensual power you felt as you locked eyes with him. 

You captured his lips in a sweet kiss, “Ready sweet boy?” you confirmed. He was more than ready for you, breathlessly watching your every move in anticipation of what came next. Your juicy pussy hovered just above the head of his cock, so close his sensitive tip could feel the heat radiating from between your thighs. He hazily nodded, head foggy with such unimaginable lust and desire he didn’t know was possible to experience.

You slowly began sinking down on his cock, both of you releasing depraved moans, delighting in the heavenly sensation of his thick cock sliding into the hilt, burying deep in your soaking wet pussy. Your hands splayed on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall as he experienced the sinfully wet heat of your pussy for the first time. 

“Fuuuuckkk y/n, oh my god!” he cried out, he gripped the sheets with white knuckles. You gave him a moment, a sultry twinkle in your eye seeing him squirm in unbearable pleasure beneath you. 

You began riding him, the tight walls of your pussy squeezing his engorged cock as you slid him in and out, strained moans leaving his chest. You reached down to grab his hands, bringing them up to place on your waist as you bounced up and down on his dick. 

“How does that feel baby, hmm?” your voice pouring out of you like honey. He winced in unbearable pleasure, “S-So, fuck–” struggling to respond between panting moans, “sooo f-fucking good” he sobbed.

Everything was too much, too good– the unbelievably gorgeous sight of you on top of him, breasts bouncing, the way your tight pussy was milking his inexperienced cock. Heat pooled in his lower abdomen as the pressure at the base of his cock began rapidly rising. 

He looked up at you, eyes flashing with anxiety. He was too enmeshed in the moment to find the words, but he knew he was going to cum quick. Sensing his urgency, feeling his cock twitch inside you, you leaned down to kiss him.

“Want you to cum inside me,” you purred against his lips, “want you to fill my pussy up, pleasee.” Your words rattled around his brain, the tether binding him to reality snapping. 

Every fiber lit aflame with pure ecstasy, his mind went blank– only a singular motive, his primal need to release himself inside you. 

His arms flexed as he wrapped them around you, pulling you in closer to his chest, fingertips digging into your skin as he began pounding your pussy from below. Sounds of two feral animals ravishing each other echoed off the walls as you simultaneously reached climax, his thrusts growing sloppy as he stuttered his hips up into you. 

Obeying your command, he plunged his length into you as deep as he could, strangled moans reverberating in his chest, cock spasming as he began pumping ropes of his thick, hot cum into your pussy in amounts he had no idea he was capable of producing. 

“Oof-fuckkk!” you mewled, “Feel so full, such a good boy,” you praised, your hand pressing above his cock, near the point where the two of you were fused as one. You rubbed his lower abdomen, tossing your head back in pleasure at the erotic sensation of being stuffed so full of his cock and cum, overwhelming warmth spreading through your core. He whimpered at your words, cock quivering as your pussy clenched around him, not yet wanting to unsheathe his sensitive length. 

You collapsed against his solid chest, both of you sweaty, panting messes holding each other in a loving embrace, completely drained from cumming multiple times. He closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face as he ran his fingertips soothingly up and down your back as you pressed kisses to where your lips met his skin. 

“That. was. amazing.” his smooth voice blurted, his ability to form coherent sentences returning to him, “Thank you so much,” he leaned his head down to press a meaningful kiss to your forehead. You giggled, endorphins flushing your system making you feel giddy with love, you could stay like this with him forever.

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If you read this far, thank you so muuuuch I luvv you!! ♡♡♡

[mariondeux]

I kindaa want idia to wreck my ass rn, can i request prince!idia with butler!mReader where's the reader get a rough ass pounding in the throne room with other servant looking.

idia somehow gain confident after seeing butler reader at vulnerable state before ( like reader usually strict and malicious on public just to show people that he's dominant, so probably idia saw reader either jerking himself or something; whining like a submissive boy ), maybe add voice kink and creampie, please ignore if the plot kinda meh or against the rule thanks!! Have a great day <3

— SYNOPSIS ; Idia catches you stroking yourself in a pathetic hiding spot in the throne room. Once he makes his presence known, you immediately apologize and ask for punishment. He’ll gladly punish you.

CW ; NSFW, public sex, throne room sex, voice kink, creampie, rough sex, manhandling, bruises

WORD COUNT ; 828

PAIRING ; Prince!Idia Shroud x Butler!Male!Reader

A/N ; I love this loser so much oh my god.

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

This was new. Idia watched as the usually strict and malicious butler (that he thought was annoying at times) acted like a completely different person. Your pathetic attempt at a hiding spot behind a pillar at the far corner of the throne room hardly concealed you. 

Muffled whines struggle to make it past your hand as you quickly jerk yourself off, clearly determined to come as quickly as possible. Your eyes closed, hips bucking up into your hands. Each little whine or whimper that made it past your hand went straight to Idia’s cock. Your usual assertive voice could give him a headache if he heard it long enough, but hearing you whimper like that made him feel things towards you he’d never felt before. This new, vulnerable side of you was absolutely delicious.

Never in a million years would he think he’d ever gain the courage to make such a ballsy move, but the sounds you made were so hypnotic. You were practically begging him to come closer, like a charmer and a snake.

“What are you doing?”

You jumped, using both of your hands to cover your exposed cock. Your eyes widened, blood running cold at the sight of prince Idia Shroud staring at you.

“Your Royal Highness! I apologize for my highly indecent activities. I’ll accept any punishment you give me.” You hurriedly tucked your cock back into your pants, repressing a whine as you hadn’t yet gotten your release. You got onto your knees, body positioned at a 30° angle with your head hung low in shame.

Idia stared at you for a second, taking his time with taking in your vulnerability. A sharp, creepy smile twisted onto his face, showing off his threatening sharp teeth. He enjoyed this side of you more than he should’ve.

“I have the perfect punishment in mind for you.”

When you brought up punishments for your indecent behavior, you were expecting food restrictions, sleeping out in the stables with the horses, or even being stuck with doing most of the maid’s chores. Yet, here you were, tightly grabbing onto the arm of the throne as Idia fucked you into a blabbering mess.

“Oh, fuck- Don’t stop, sir!” You moaned loudly, legs and arms trembling as you struggled to keep your body stable. His cock plunged into you so roughly, tugging at your insides as his balls slapped against yours. Idia’s hands on your waist grew tighter, knuckles nearly growing white under the black leather gloves he wore.

Idia’s body loomed over you, hips striking your ass as the sound of slaps of skin against skin echoed around the room. Your body wavered, feeling your limbs slowly give out from underneath. You couldn’t utter another word, not with constant moans preventing you from trying to form a single syllable word. Your head rested against the arm of the throne as your body leaned further against his. Your right arm lets go of the throne, reaching down and stroking your weeping cock. You weren’t particularly disappointed you received proper punishment. In fact, this form of punishment was the best outcome out of your little slip up.

“I want to hear you whimper and whine for my cock.” Idia grunted, his right hand riding up your back, making you arch into his touch. You let out a shaky hum of confirmation, quickly swallowing up your saliva before you could start drooling over how good your prince was fucking you.

You two had completely forgotten that other staff of the palace had access to the throne room. You two were so engrossed in your own activity that you hadn’t noticed the shock in the other servant’s faces as they watched you go at each other like rabbits in heat.

Idia let out a loud groan at your needy words, fucking you at a frenzied pace as his hands shifted to hold on to your hips with a bruising grip. His head hung low, mouth open as he murmured curses under his breath. He slapped his hips against yours a couple more times before burying his cock inside of your ass as deep as he could go, making you feel his cock pulsate, emptying himself inside of you. He ground his hips, milking every last drop of his semen. 

He pulled out a little, listening to your whimpers as he gazed down at the cum dripping onto the cushion of the throne.

TAGLIST ; @exhokai @shuvies @venniin @4kumaa @ambassadoro @noahrandom @1694 @ajaints @berrycolaa @twst-rui @kytesakuma @secretivemessenger @yumixxn @gay-as-hell-blog @bokutosproperty @rennie-1 @leoyayzies @nazunis @maxx0inwonderland @resluv @kangdae @miyuuuki @harumagi

[argisthebulwark]

So.. im drunk rn so sorry if this deosnt make sense, but youre always on about mask kinks/the knight helmet post yeah? So i suppose what im saying is... bryn in nightingale armour when? 👀

yeah unfortunately for u all i will never shut up about how hot masks are. there's something so sexy about a man having his face completely covered ESPECIALLY if there's scars under there. handsome jack, simon riley, miraak, etc. i am unwell.

bryn in the nightingale armor x f!reader ("lass") under the cut. it's not explicit but damn it's suggestive so minor's don't read or interact. yeah i know the actual mask is probably sturdy but for my purposes i'm just pretending it's cloth.

"My eyes are up here, lass." His voice is muffled by the mask but shocks you all the same. You know you're caught staring but can't be bothered to feel ashamed. Standing in the only remaining sliver of daylight Brynjolf's green eyes practically glitter from under that blasted cowl. You know it's him under there - his teasing voice is reassuring, but your attraction to him hit a new level when he put on the armor.

"See something you like?" Each word is silky smooth when he stalks closer to you, every footfall silent. You can't put your finger on what's changed - you've seen him in the Guild armor for months and despite finding him attractive you'd never been downright tongue tied by him. It's only when gloved hands land beside your head, chilly armor pressing into your chest and only his eyes visible that it hits you.

Brynjolf looks deadly.

"No." You breathe, grateful that your own mask hides the raging blush in your face. Fiercely aware of every inch of his body touching yours you lavish in his undivided attention. You can only guess what his expression is when one finger hooks the hem of your mask and easily tugs it away from your face. Sharp eyes never waver from yours when his body crowds yours into the cold stone wall, every tiny gasp echoing around the cave.

"For a thief you're a terrible liar." He murmurs, that damned smirk written in every word. It's somehow more tantalizing that you can't see it; you know it's there but Brynjolf's true expression is a mystery. That dark mask hides everything but the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Do you prefer when I lie?" You counter, desperate to even the scales of your interaction. Brynjolf's armored hips press ever so slightly into yours and your mind's flooded with every indecent thought of him that's kept you awake for nights on end.

His hand releases your face, leaving the mask gathered around your neck. Your stomach flips when his thumb lifts the bottom of his mask and reveals his stubbled jaw and that damned mouth.

"Stop." You blurt, too lost in the haze of lust only worsened by the sight of his lopsided smirk.

"Ah, is that it?" Every movement is painfully slow when he rests the mask on the bridge of his nose, leaving his mouth visible. "This is what finally got you to crack?"

You can't summon a witty retort. Throwing your arms around his shoulders you drag Brynjolf's body against yours, heart hammering in your chest when your lips meet. His amused chuckle sends shivers down your spine but there's no use denying how badly you want him. Seeing him in that armor, that mask had done something unholy to your self control and he knew it.

[musette22]

Minnie, my love 💖 I hope you are having a lovely week so far (and if not, then I hope it gets much better! 🌻)

For the "would you ever write" meme... would you ever write a silver fox Chris x Chelsea twink Sebastian fic???

Sending you oodles of love 💗💗💗

Tejjjjjjjj, my absolute angel!! I'm having a pretty decent week so far, thank you! I hope yours is much better than decent though, something more in the realm of splendiferous, perhaps? 💖💖

And OOOOHHHH my god. Would I ever???? I would write Silver Fox Chris x Chelsea Twink Seb in a heartbeat. Like, my hands are itching to start writing it right fucking now 😫 That is literally so tempting, I'm vibrating off the couch with excitement rn, ugh ugh ugh.

As it happens, I've been having an ongoing pre-sleep Evanstan fantasy recently that's similar to this? Imagine established actor Chris, much like he is irl but a little older, going to his actor pal Anthony Mackie's house for a 4th of July party and meeting slightly bratty twink Sebastian: the nephew of the guy who helped Mackie design his house, who tagged along to this party because hey, free booze and hot famous people! Of course Chris immediately spots Sebastian and asks Mackie, "Who's the kid?" and Mackie's like "Uh, I think his name is like Jonathan or something? Or no wait, Sebastian, I think. Why? *suspicious face*"

Chris is like, "Hm, no reason", even though he, in fact, definitely has a reason, and the reason is that this kid (who is still clearly of age, of course) is an absolute vision with his messy hair and his indecently low cut shirt and the bedroom eyes he's giving Chris from across the lawn... You know Seb would pull out all the stops to get Chris to come over and hit on him, from wrapping his mouth around his beer bottle and drinking while keeping eye contact, to tugging at his shirt to flash a bit of nipple...

Little does he know that Chris was gonna come over anyway and he's just waiting to see what else this kid will come up with, because he's highly entertained not to mention low key turned on by how obvious Sebastian is about wanting to get dicked the fuck down, preferably by Chris, and as soon as possible. Meanwhile Chris is very much enjoying making him wait a little, and already planning on teaching Seb a thing or two about delayed gratification...

Oh man I have many more thoughts about what happens next but I think I'll save them for now in case I'm actually writing this fic at some point because loooorddd do I want to 🥵

[meownotgood]

*peeks from around corner* hello wife i have come to annoy you w my presence 🥰 😈Eating breakfast rn so im thinkin of being in the kitchen w aki while ya’ll are making a dessert or something and he brings up a chocolate covered strawberry to your mouth.

he starts to get indecent thoughts after seeing your pretty lips wrap around the fruit. (he blushes ofc) Then you tell aki you wanna suck him off with whipped cream on his dick … is he saying yes or is he telling you not to be ridiculous and help him with finishing up the dessert?

hello my beautiful wifey

oh aki is definitely shaking his head and telling you to stop being so ridiculous.... he's blushing like crazy, clearly a nervous, shaky wreck when he tries to go back to making dessert — he's dropping things everywhere, he keeps swearing under his breath every time he messes up.

he's trying to seem composed, but in his head, he can't stop thinking about it, he can't stop imagining those same pretty lips wrapped around his cock... he excuses himself and says you should probably head home, claiming he's 'not feeling well'.

[mxstyk13]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON SPOILERS !!

i love coming on here and blabbing ab shows and movies i just got done watching its so fun lmaoooo

okay no but fr. this WILL be all over the place. alicent in her younger years always looked so depressed and honestly i get it. everytime her and her damn dad interacted i felt so bad for her, like he rlly only gaf ab the throne huh :/. daemon trying to get w rhaenyra sexually as her uncle 🫥 i know its like the 14th century but DAMN. also, the first time skip had me flabbergasted what do u MEAN alicent is pregnant? 🤨 shoulda known sir criston was an insane mf when he got caught for having intercourse w rhaenyra and his first thought was genuinely and srsly “kill me, i deserve it” and then proceeded to try and kill himself, i shoulda fuckin knew. i know they took their oaths seriously but calm down buddy. and i was so sadddd when laenor’s lover boy got killed. again, shoulda known criston was gonna snap when TWO mfs in one day confronted him ab that indecency lmaoooo and my god, GOT and HOD do not gaf ab showing gore my god MY GOD.

what else? alicent got on my absolute nerve in her later years. i know she was just trying to perform the duty and role she was forced into but can u blame me? 😔 and can i just say, that whole house pisses me off? everyone is like off their rocker. the hand aka her father, sir criston, that man with the limp, alicent herself, ALL her damn children except her daughter 😭 aegon but ESPECIALLY aemond show me serious potential to be joffrey 2.0s. nuh uhhhhh

when visery’s, in his sickly state, went above and beyond to make sure the court saw that he wanted her to be heir still and hers would inherit :’) still confused why on his last breath he changed his mind but i digress. daemon is so fine until he show that stinky personality, same for aemond like mannnnnn. sometimes i could forget daemon was truly a d*ck when i focused on that long hair and beautiful face and the kindness he showed sometimes but forever would he remind me 💀 ALSO AYYYYYY love seeinf rhaenyra as queen. and dare i say love it when she ordered men around, what can i sayyyyy what can i sayyyyyy lmaoooo EXAMPLE: how daemon was ab to fight the hand and she simply said no and he put that sword down. i never knew i enjoyed that sm until now, like u better listen. im a lesbian but that enjoyment does not discriminate. AND AHHHHHH SICKENING SICK SICK- when lucerys’ (?) dragon got tore apart and possibly him along with it….. i wanted to be happy when he made it to the clearing but i knew GOT liked to play mind games and i was right. :| i wanna believe he’s alive but, at the end, daemon told rhaenyra ab it. which makes me wonder, how did he know before anyone else? unless he came across his body or personally saw it himself. but then again, idk. but yea. this show had me stressed tf out. i need s2 ASAP RN

[therhythmafterthesummer]

I don’t do half assery so now that I have the time here i come with my notes for class :

Why is the first thing on my mind… what do we work as pretty?????????? Did you ever tell us what she does ??? I mean office but what type mhmm thinking thoughts

thank you for not putting curly hair Chris in a suit I would’ve gone feral that’d have been too good

side note I am very much invested in all your stories when I read but I’m the type to write all over the pages of my books so this is second digital nature but my brain is 100% in the were roomies universe rn!

Okay as a fashion student with a love for a sleek all black fit I love this yes i will be wearing the lovely strapless dress with a good 10 den tights yes and yes those heels too

WHAT DEPARTMENT???

this name Gina is straight from the mean hs bully book getting flashbacks

well let’s see your fit Gina??!!

I’m sorry but I just thought of the whole ** boy gets mad, gf puts hand on chest and goes LOOK AT ME!! THIS ISNT YOU LOOK AT ME !! Of course you wouldn’t serve us that dialogue

public indecency you say… considering that this is the most sex addicted couple ever I’m surprised they haven’t done it in public yet ( under the full moon oops who said that)

how did you know I’m a fan of stumbling into the house while eagerly making out and getting undressed in a hurry as soon as the door clicks

okay this smut was hot but when is it not huh

Total 10/10 or should I say 5 stars just like everything else that has ever left your brain- 🗒️

JDSFHSKJDFHSJKFSDJFHK

i've never said what she does in the stories so you can imagine whatever you want... but i'll leave it under a cut below in case you're curious !

if i ever see Christopher Bang with his natural hair in an all black suit i'll lose it. i don't want to see it. i'm glad i haven't seen it. i'm delusional enough as is. also yes yes yes the strapless dress and the 10 den tights and the heels. *chef's kiss*

who said they haven't done it in public??? 👀

i'm glad you enjoyed this, bby ! and that you found it hot hehehe

now, as for what i think pretty mum's profession is....

she's an accountant lol works in finance. there was a hint to it in Alpha Dog but it's not conclusive, you know?

[apoptoses]

“You and @desertfangs have been the only ones to make any comment on that fic at all and it feels so awful” okay first of all HOW??? It’s honestly shocking to me because it’s... perfect? Literally doesn’t get any better than this, Devil’s Minion-wise. It has all the components that make their relationship so complex, fascinating, and fun. With top tier writing at that. And absolutely mind blowing smut. Their interactions feel lifted right off the text, so like... what else do y’all want?!! And even kink-wise I don’t feel like it’s too extreme or anything tbh, Angle of Incidence felt a lot more experimental to me for instance (my dyslexic ass thought it was Angel of Indecency for the longest time and it somehow worked??? lmao). Anyhow this is officially a PSA from DA to the good people of tumblr.com/AO3: don’t be a fucking prude and read this, your experience in this fandom will be better for it (nothing wrong with being a prude btw, but being an Armand/Daniel fan and not tolerating even the mildest of kinks is... certaintly a choice). I hope this doesn’t discourage you from posting! Know that there are tons of people who love everything you put out there. Banger after banger, every single time 🥹

“His backlog of films is just so fucking perfect and his looks are incredible and ugh! I just love picturing him as Daniel”, just saw your post and dear god it’s doing things to me. Specially eyeing that one with Madchen Amick because the Devil’s Minion vibes are off the fucking charts. Madchen with her pale face and reddish hair and feline features... oh I’ll be looking into it. 

“are you a succession fan? haha Is this a kendall roy reference?” lmao it’s ALWAYS Succession reference babes, I’m absolutely insufferable about it. Sundays are just not the same anymore, LIFE is not the same 🤧

“They're part of him, they're a symbol of the walls he has up and the defense mechanisms he hides behind, so any time I have him remove them around Daniel he's being the most honest.” Exactly! And the fact that he allows himself to be completely bare in front of another creature (human or not) is a huge thing for him. Daniel is so doomed yet so lucky, and I get the feeling he knows it, even if he can’t fully explain why at this point. 

My cats!!! Light of my life, fire of my loins. No pictures available atm sadly as I’m in class rn but one of them is named after VC’s Pandora  and she’s the baddest bitch in the game, just like her namesake xoxo DA ❤️❤️

I have no idea! Angle of Incidence was so extreme, I thought if people enjoyed that then nothing I wrote could put them off but fate as it flows is just flopping in terms of audience response. I feel like I've done something wrong but I don't know what.

VC tends to be a surprisingly tame fandom but if people have read my other stuff and liked it...idk I really have no clue. My confidence is really off now, I have to admit. I have two completed things on deck and the idea of posting them is now excruciating lol But I deeply appreciate your encouragement.

The Madchen Amick movie is wild because if you blur your vision a little and ignore her boobs she even LOOKS Armand-y at times. It's a good one for visuals of them together but if you want him with the most Molloy-vibes action-wise I'd say you gotta watch Sex Lies and Videotape and Crash. They're both perfect erotic weirdo movies, I could scream about them for days.

You love Armand/Daniel AND Succession, you're perfect DA lmao Please respond asap with which Succession character is your favorite, I need to know. My life is so empty without Tom Wambsgans filling my Sunday nights, for real.

Pandora 🥹 I don't even know her and I love her already!

[russilton]

there is something so abnormally hot abt lewis whenever he's filmed behind a steering wheel but this video. fucking hell mark i have so many thoughts and needs rn and none of them are holy what was that

Combining this ask with another:

The chewing. What's that SMILE omg. Omg. Also. Hands. Handshandshandshands

There’s something abnormally hot about Lewis. End sentance. That’s all you gotta say.

Im very sad about timezones cause my gf is in bed and let me tell you I have thoughts to share with her about that video. Indecent thoughts. Lewis knows he’s hot and that’s the true crime here, cause he uses it to ruin us.

[punkscowardschampions]

Jali Pt.2

Johnny: [mhmm and he’s as obsessed with her so he’d have been lathering her up to a ridiculous level without her encouragement and we all know with it there’s lowkey a foam party happening rn lol, don’t slip and die kids, except I do imagine her slipping at some point actually and him saving her like the protective daddy vibe he always is and then holding her ridiculously tightly for a minute, nbd, they are just having the greatest time cleaning each other up, nobody talk to me about how long he’d take over washing her hair either because we’ve seen the gifs all these boys go cray over it, absolutely indecent amounts of time being spent on that, you’re gonna have no water left in the tank lads]

Ali: [she is canonically clumsy like, we all remember that time she lowkey broke her ankle bebopping with Carly, know where you get it from Grace, sorry about that one lol, we live chaotic but catch us here feeling like an absolute cliche at the way we’re swooning over that hot move you just did like it was nothing but we cannot be mad when you’re holding us like that; she does have nice hair, tis true and men tend to LOVE long hair even more than lesbians because it’s super femme and all the things so pop off boys, especially this boy right now because we’re blatantly into the attention you’re giving us and are attempting to replicate the vibe on this boy, which is difficult because you are so about it but you wanna make him feel good too]

Johnny: [that was so funny and we need to remember to bring it back when cali are in their flirty era but that’s very much not yet, I’d also like to point out that he’d need to clean this key cos he put it back on her so we’re also making such a point of doing that too because the emotions we cannot verbalise and the way saying ILY is a massive no]

Ali: [oh this key, I’m sure everyone else is wondering why you’re being so quirky wearing this everywhere but we will not be taking it off until we’re in another bad time, the ILY trauma is TOO real and lord knows we’re never gonna say it again, even if our feelings have not changed and we know that]

Johnny: [it’s not even on a long chain you can hide cos it’s his and what boy would wear one lol, mind your business everyone, he’s gotta wrap this girl in a towel like she’s a tiny bub and be using his to dry her hair even though he needs it actually because priorities and the hair obsession continues and this is shamelessly another way to touch it]

Ali: [yet again thinking about how he’ll be a good dad but not going to bring that one up again either, slightly risky, just looking at him like you are a tiny bub honestly the amount of love and awe in your eyes, nbd]

Johnny: [me here like not to Carly’s son you won’t sir, that’s a big yikes and I shan’t be thinking about it rn because he’s giving her the biggest hearteyes back he has ever done and that’s so dangerous for what either of y’all could say, kiss her please and save us temporarily, LAUNCHING himself at her as per because too many feelings he’s gotta kiss her SO hard about]

Ali: [if only you knew babe, but such a thought is not crossing your mind right now because if you were genuinely that psychic, much heartache and drama could be avoided lol soz; be here making out and rolling around on this duvet without a care in the world ‘you’re so good’ as a placeholder for an ILY because he is being nicer than you could ever imagine and what else would be appropriate to say]

Johnny: [telling her ‘I like you’ again like duh that’s why, you know I do I said it earlier sis energy, but really we all know damn well he just wants to say it again in between these kisses, making each pause between each word feel like a thousand years because he can’t stop kissing her and cutting himself off, adding her name as well this time just cos]

Ali: [‘I like you too’ because I don’t think you said anything in return when he said it earlier, for the reasons of the fear and also being too wrapped up in all you were invariably doing at the time he said it so, we’re allowing ourself to, also taking all the time to say it so you can continue to kiss like there’s nothing else in this world you could be doing instead]

Johnny: [y’all do need to get dressed so you can sneak off for this roadtrip but he’s making no move to dress her yet because instead he’s just kissing anywhere and everywhere on her body that he wants to now that there isn’t makeup and fake blood obscuring her and all her cute lil freckles and how soft and baby her skin is its own right ‘not more’ like you may also like me but I like you more though thanks]

Ali: [you’re on your own schedule honeys, obviously you want as much time together as humanly possible but you are also together right now so I understand why you’re not moving, not when you could be literally exploring each other like this, hence we’re doing our little ha we’ll see about that sound as we’re here feeling all the different places you have muscles that other boys y’alls age don’t because they don’t work obviously, holding up his arm and comparing it to yours because you are SO pale, like see all the blue veins type of pale and he is dark and you like the contrast]

Johnny: [she’s looking like a little ghost next to him, we love that, just here tracing said veins and shamelessly tickling this girl for no reason at all except to do it and continuing to have the best time]

Ali: [just here like I shan’t admit you like me more, no matter what you do, sir, very much fighting but not fighting you off at all]

Johnny: [fully being like ‘say you know it’ and things of that nature as they playfight cos shamelessly doing the most to try and get her to in every way obvs ‘I like you more’ in such a breathless and hot way with his already lost voice]

Ali: [really couldn’t be doing more to refuse to say it, pretend locking your lips with this key like no, shan’t but then he sounds like that and you’re nodding hardcore because okay, literally anything you say]

Johnny: [pulling her into him via said key to make the way he’s LOOKING at her even more dramatic because physically say it though thank you ‘tell me you know how liked you are’ in the most daddy manner ever]

Ali: [when the noise you make in response to being pulled into him like this is strangled because of how feral y’all have been and you can’t keep that one in, even with biting your cheeks ‘you really like me’ saying that slowly, almost like you’re making yourself believe it in real time, or don’t want to sound too cocky about it when we’re not]

Johnny: [such a deliberate nod as he continues to pull this key and once again choke this girl a lil bit, standard behaviour by this point because he likes her so much he can’t even talk about it, hence ‘too much’ for the throwback because it’s still how he feels truly, it’s overwhelming and all consuming]

Ali: [insane heart eyes at him whilst being choked to give the anything for you of it all and also just because and ‘more’ as shamelessly, trying to reach his lips with our own, saying his name like PLEASE]

Johnny: [out here kissing this gal like it’s the first time he ever has instead of something he actually did but a moment ago because that !! no notes]

Ali: [kissing him back and pulling him under this duvet with you, like you’re in a tent, because can’t have him getting cold when he’s only properly dried you, also just the vibes of hiding from the world together, smiling at him like a child]

Johnny: [love a lil fort moment and this boy especially would be hiding from the world is exactly what he wants, it’s literally how they started with him loitering away from this party, so he’s buzzing about this, putting his full weight on this girl, STARING at her with the biggest and most blatant hearteyes he’s ever done]

Ali: [I just know my boo worrying about them candles you now can’t see, but they’ve probably burnt out by this point, not that either of you is concerned or thinking about it but you know, won’t let a casual fire start, y’all are okay to be here and living your best lives, just stroking his back and giving him little scratches, kissing the top of his head ‘are you going to have me on your bike again?’ because obviously, that is going to happen numerous times undoubtedly on this impromptu trip but any chance to bring up your first time like REMEMBER WHEN]

Johnny: [you know me so well and guess what ELSE this grandma is worried about, good luck getting your morning after pill when you’re pissing off on this lil roadtrip together and Ali is literally too young to just bowl into a pharmacy, so we’re gonna have to say y’all don’t worry about that either but it ends up being okay, but anyway, this boy is looking at her mermaid nails as one of the few surviving parts of her outfit cos I’m sure the teeth fell off as soon as you guys were making out, amused in that way of it feeling so long ago since the party and like y’all have been in here together forever despite his couple of quick trips out, a NOD because THINKING about it, and unthinkingly doing some of the things he did then, which I’d have to re-read to remember cos I can’t, but you know what I mean and the vibe, purely because he’s thinking about it and therefore reliving it here now]

Ali: [I also had the same thought but we truly are rolling the dice here, which is clearly how you’re living Alison because not saying you planned to have any of the babies you do but you’re just letting fate decide, bold choice but if anyone would, Johnny could TRY to get it ‘cos it’s kinda case by case but they might not give you any because you are not the woman so it’s probably best to say you are just forgetting because the mood we are in; and what a mood it is, giving him full 🥺 at what he’s doing and the memories you are sharing in rn ‘I’d have to die if I hadn’t waited for you’ dramatic but we mean it ‘cos casually can’t think of a better first time for yourself]

Johnny: [We’re not saying it’s right but it how cali are both living from the moment they are sexually active to in Carly’s case her death, and soz that in Ali’s case it tracks and we can again blame Tess because that’s literally also been her exact approach to pregnancy, we love you mcvickers but you’re bad role models across the board lol, and forgetting adds to Johnny’s complete loss of control when he’s around this gal that we’ve talked about before so ‘I’d have killed you if you didn’t wait for me’ him meaning if she was whoring about during this break they’ve been on, despite knowing that isn’t what she meant, just gotta emphasise that and that he’s been keeping tabs again, holding her face in both hands how they do, really staring at her 🥺 ‘but ‘cause you’ve been decent, maybe I’ll let you drive a bit’ as if her expression is cos she wants to]

Ali: [frowning at him whilst he’s holding your face still ‘then I should kill you’ like who slept with someone else, SIR lmao but we’re not FUMING so it’s not full fuck you just like hold on a minute, showing we’re not totally serious here by our expression changing to an excited one ‘I won’t do it via head on collision’ like you can trust me, you don’t need to die that hard]

Johnny: [doing his own more serious frown cos sir you know you fucked up with that and you’re never gonna let it go or get over it fully Taylor vibes, holding her face more !! and making the eye contact insane as always ‘How’ll you do it?’ full okay I’ll let you kill me mood]

Ali: [shaking your head and then resting your face on one of his hands, rubbing your cheek against him like no ‘you missed me for two months, it’s a fitting enough punishment’]

Johnny: [shaking his head like no ‘there’s no fitting enough punishment’ which sounds v dramatic but it’s how he feels, like he can’t possibly ever make this up to her or right the wrong]

Ali: [‘just tell me why you did it’ sitting back up again, enough to properly look him in the eyes and be on the same level, whether you’re sat or lying down in here under this duvet, and a tell me not like a dramatic I WANT THE TRUTH emotional thing, like, just literally explain what you were doing and why and then I’ll get it, because lord knows we forgive a lot, especially if we can understand why a person did what they did]

Johnny: [‘I don’t know’ which would sound like a copout but he means it like genuinely idk what the fuck I was doing or thinking because again how it feels, running a hand through his hair as per but not as frantically as he has on other occasions, just like, here trying to collect his thoughts ‘you took it too far for me’ again another throwback ‘and then I’d nowhere to put myself but further in our way, ‘cause we can’t, I’ve said from the start, told you that, I thought you was with me in it, understanding where the limits are, why they are’ a sigh and another hand in hair moment]

Ali: [just letting you take your time and showing we’re being patient by maintaining eye contact and giving you encouraging looks and head nod vibes but not interrupting or being OTT like GO ON ‘I understand’ when he’s definitely and clearly finished, again, genuinely meaning what you say, no secretly seething vibes or anything of the sort ‘I understand why you did it and where the limits are’ pausing ‘I didn’t think that went over that line but I can see why you thought it did so, I’m not going to say it again’ making a face like obviously, picking at the corner of one of these halloween nails]

Johnny: [reaching out and stopping her picking at these nails by putting his hand over hers casually the softest he’s ever done anything so it’s gonna be enough to stop her purely for that reason ‘sure, you took it too far for me then’ quiet but deliberate emphasis on the word then ‘I can’t say limits I had are same as the ones I’ve got from 2 months missing you’ a pause while he frowns again in that way you do when you’re trying and feeling like you’re failing to say what’s in your head ‘maybe when you legged it off with your pal Carly the line moved, or I pushed it when-’ not being able to say what he did because HATES it ‘or I pushed it’ like a correction and that was the full sentence all along]

Ali: [just looking down at your hands with such casual intensity right now, not being able to look up because of how hard you were looking and now feeling embarrassed by it, paired with where this conversation is ‘I didn’t say we could be together forever, that’s not what I meant when I said what I did’ quietly but again to the point, like you know that now, don’t you ‘doesn’t mean we can’t…’ trailing off because don’t know how to encompass all the feelings you clearly already have for each other ‘miss each other, in the meantime’]

Johnny: [‘I couldn’t handle what you meant’ just blurting that out and then being embarrassed himself because he’s supposed to be a big man who can handle any and everything that’s his entire vibe, doing a bigger and more dramatic hand through hair move about it like ugh ‘all the things we can and can’t do, I don’t reckon I’d be able to tell you which it was fucked me up more’]

Ali: [reaching out and finding his hand in his hair, wherever it is and holding it there with your own, SQUEEZING it like it’s okay ‘I get it now, I’m sorry’ using your joined hands to pull your head towards his to touch foreheads]

Johnny: [doing SUCH a big breath that it’s shaky, soz that it’s once again fully at her because of how close they are, but we love it really because a standard move for this boy at this point, just saying her name with ALL the feeling in the world, more than he’s ever put into it before now because nothing else feels appropriate]

Ali: [holding his head to our chest with both hands in your hair now, giving ultimate comforting vibes, basically a head massage at this point ‘if you like rules then we’ll write our own ones, yeah?’ because would do this for you ‘we can make it make more sense’]

Johnny: [making the most dramatic quiet noise about it because so !! and taken aback by this unexpected comfort and how it feels because when has anyone ever, taking her arm and pressing hard against the vein he traced earlier but not at all in a tickly way rn, running the key along it after his fingers have pressed into her wrist hard enough to leave a mark, as if they are gonna open said vein and write these rules in blood rn because how extra we feel, we can all pretend it’s halloween bants but it is not, doing the most indecent kisses everywhere he can reach on her chest cos don’t wanna move from this position but has gotta kiss her or he’ll die]

Ali: [the GASP being the most genuine one you have ever because feeling as taken aback by how he’s reacting and how much what he is doing is getting to you on the most base level, not stopping massaging his scalp, even if you momentarily had to dig your nails in more than you were when you were being ultra comforting with it, saying his name like a question but not knowing yourself what you’re even asking with it so shaking your head and nudging his mouth towards one of your nips whilst still giving him all this attention like go on]

Johnny: [me like they are never gonna leave for this roadtrip because he will be initiating yet another hook up rn immediately in this position they’re in like that’s what she was asking him for, obvs while doing the absolute most with his mouth on said nip, using the key he was holding against her vein and scratching her with before to play with the other one so they are both getting indecent attention]

Ali: [ain’t even gonna make it to this club my boo says and so true bestie, we’re not thinking about moving in any way that isn’t letting this boy get deeper inside us and closer to our body in general, as if that’s even possible when he is lying on you like this ‘tell me what to do, Johnny’ in reference to these rules but the indecent way it’s coming out now is giving it all the meanings]

Johnny: [‘tell me what you feel’ a dangerous game considering how you reacted last time sir but we get it, what you’re trying to say is that your feelings have changed from when you ran away and you’re gonna let her say it here and now and not freak out, at least in theory or in this moment haha, soz he’s a walking contradiction and this is what he wants tonight sis]

Ali: [when you are SCARED because we all remember last time and how much that hurt, just looking at him like !! because the idea of you leaving again is an actual horrific one now]

Johnny: [giving her the most insane eye contact ever even compared to their usual standards, cos gotta dare/lowkey force her to say it or who is he ‘do you still, or no, girl?’ the way that sounds, so like it’s an actual DEMAND to be told that she can’t possibly refuse]

Ali: [when you have to nod in an equally insane way because we cannot lie ‘but you made me feel like shit for it’ as if you haven’t all but said it with that nod and he couldn’t also just go now based on that]

Johnny: [‘but I’m not no more’ as he’s doing the ABSOLUTE most to make her feel the opposite of shit rn, really going at it in the most intense way possible ‘am I?’]

Ali: [the ‘no’ as a word you can only get out as a moan, pulling his head back into your chest aggressively because the EYE CONTACT combined with everything he’s doing is sending you and you can’t deal]

Johnny: [catch this boy literally scratching a J into her chest with this key and then being all over it with his mouth to make it a massive bruise, no notes, just unhinged behaviour happening]

Ali: [hitting his back with your balled up fists not because you want him to stop but because you want him to keep going and going forever ‘I wish it was a knife’ truly accidentally blurting that one out because control, where?]

Johnny: [me like the ghost of your sister would be loving this for you ‘do you want the other letters?’ he knows the answer, we all do but asking anyway for the pause and the anticipation of it]

Ali: [truly lmao, the ‘please’ is coming out without any hesitation because we’re unable to, even for anticipation’s sake ‘what am I going to wear?’ more to yourself but also just throwing it out there, like we show a lot of skin and some of your name would inevitably be showing if we did now after this]

Johnny: [both unhinged boys with J names, god bless ‘Are you only to wear my clothes?’ looking over to wherever he left them but only for a sec to emphasise the idea like hmm consider that hehe because he has a name to write, all the while fucking her like his life depends on it, especially losing it on the h and the y I feel like, because they are letters you can really add some length to, really fucking her super hard then and when he finishes his entire name and can see it all there like !! I really just did that]

Ali: [we are entirely feral, once again, thank god there’s a party going down for everyone else because nothing about this is discreet currently, trying to reach out and grab your t-shirt or whatever piece of clothing we can get our hands on because we need to absolutely INHALE how you smell, helping muffle some of our ridiculous noises in the process, when he has done it, and you’ve run your fingers over the entire length of his name several times, saying ‘I’ve been yours since I first saw you’ don’t know exactly when that was but is clearly true with how we have been crushing on you]

Johnny: [all bets are off now huns because he will be putting this key in his mouth to clean it, and also to bite down on it when she says that because omg simply must, and then handing it to her so she can write her name on him too ‘so write yours and be mine’ and gesturing where which is near identical to where hers is, ofc]

Ali: [pausing and scouring his body with your eyes, your hands at points like you’re thinking ‘should I do it somewhere else?’ like what if you want to take your top off, CLUTCHING this key how we did in that hookup, letting it dig into our palm again]

Johnny: [‘do as you’re told’ like no there in peak daddy voice because we’re feral at the prospect truly]

Ali: [kissing the shape of your name onto his chest hungrily, licking and biting too as the mood takes, like you’re doing an outline for you to follow with this key ‘I’ll tell you too, when I’ve finished’ LOOKING up at him like I’ll doubly do as I’m told]

Johnny: [here dying about all of that which is evident in how he can’t take his eyes off everything she’s doing cos don’t wanna miss a sec of the antics and how he’s fucking her so hard rn it’ll be almost impossible for her to even write those 3 letters]

Ali: [‘you’re distracting me from my work’ like you’re taking this so seriously and aren’t shamelessly doing the most to grind into how hard he’s fucking you and are lowkey drooling about how good it feels onto his chest rn, taking your time because of how hard it is as well as your name being shorter, going over each letter twice with this key]

Johnny: [when you change it up so you’re going slower to help her, holding her hair back like she needs it out of her way to concentrate etc, but that’s actually more distracting and killing you both more because it’s almost soft of you sir in comparison to how you were just being and the eye contact was already off the charts watching her do this, gonna say he cums when she dots the i because that’s cinematic of you and there’s no way you wouldn’t with how it feels + the change of vibe, pulling out but only so he can aim it at his name on her chest to be the most extra ever, almost like he’s underlining it for her]

Ali: [I feel like you would absolutely go a little too deep dotting that i for him right there because of him cumming, probably making him bleed for real so you have to launch yourself back at his chest to put your mouth on it like no, I am SO sorry, despite the fact you’re dying SO hard at that change of pace yourself and are barely hanging on, you just gotta]

Johnny: [it’s okay girl, we all know he’s into it casual puncture wound and all, in case it wasn’t obvious already by the reaction she’d get verbally and physically, literally dragging her mouth towards his after she’s got that blood and kissing her SO so dramatically about it even though he already cannot breathe because of having just cum very hard and everything]

Ali: [saying your ‘I love you’ directly into his mouth so he’s getting it with the blood that you are drooling into his mouth, picking up his cum from your chest to fuck that into your mouth like you cannot bare to have it not inside you]

Johnny: [‘Jesus, it’s like I’m only just here now first seeing you’ when he can speak which it would be a minute because damn, as a ref to what she said about first seeing him because genuinely feel like she outdoes herself every time and we don’t even know her in the best way]

Ali: [when the breath you do is MASSIVE partly because you’re still recovering and partly because he meant it and he did it, he’s not instantly out the door ‘I look best like this’ covered in your name, covered in your cum, take your pick, we feel it]

Johnny: [‘Yeah’ because cannot disagree soz, touching both his name and his cum because they are that close together and both are a big mood ‘but you’ll look good in what I’ve sent for you to put on’ looking over at the clothes pile again, a bit wistfully despite what he just said cos would love her to just be naked forever]

Ali: [doing a shiver, moving your body further into his hands ‘no clothes past that door’ like that’s the first rule you’re proposing ‘you need to see all of me when you can’t see me all the time’]

Johnny: [holding her and pulling her even closer to him somehow really wrapping his arms around her like that shiver was temperature related and she needs it ‘the law you’re laying down, is it?’ with a lil lol like okay gal]

Ali: [just sitting yourself in his arms shamelessly ‘for me, I can convince you to take your clothes off for me easily without no rule’ bouncing in his lap with a grin like see? Doing your own lol]

Johnny: [doing some more loling like oh you and his own grin back at her ‘oh maybe there is a proper wife in you’ because however much men think they are the boss women are sneaky running the show and that’s almost universal, not this boy basically saying he could marry her though, I’m fine] 

Ali: [just carrying on your shameless movements in his lap in this lazy, playful way ‘the only girl you’d do more for is your little one’ like no, that’s who I am and it’s even better ‘trust me, I’m a daddy’s girl’ twisting some of his hair around your finger to emphasize your point]

Johnny: [a noise that’s meant to just be like mhmm confirming her little girl status but is more of a noise because of how she’s moving and what she says next, reaching for the sweet pile and getting her a lollipop from the stash obvs, unwrapping it and putting it into her mouth ‘I can trust I’ll never meet him now’ as he runs his finger over his name again like I have ruined you and he would fight me lol]

Ali: [just doing the absolute most with this lollipop whilst not taking your eyes off his for a second, despite the way you’re casually putting him inside yourself and then just chilling, keeping relatively still and just letting him feel how hot and wet you are, offering him this lollipop to lick ‘you could give him tips on what makes me behave’ shrugging like oh well, that’s a shame]

Johnny: [kissing her like you’re gonna taste the lollipop that way instead, doing the most sucking on her tongue and the like to make that point but we all know you really just gotta cos of how she’s acting and the effect it’s having ‘you’re not to behave this way unless you’re with me’ like no soz I can’t because that’s a rule, no acting feral around or for anyone else thank you, pushing that lollipop back into her mouth in such an extra manner]

Ali: [making such happy noises and putting the lollipop between your tongues so you have to keep kissing this extra to keep it in place whilst you do, doing a pinky promise with both hands ‘a good girl that’s only a whore for you, does sound like a wife’ like hmm, maybe I am, sucking on this lolly contemplatively]

Johnny: [holding both her hands the way they were in one of their earlier hook ups, so tightly and pushing them back so she’s manoeuvred to be pinned to the floor again because big feelings and we have to do a big hot move about it, there’s so much about her being a wife he wants to say rn but simply must not]

Ali: [breathing so erratically whilst being pinned, as if we’re almost fighting back just with the way our chest is heaving and nothing else ‘I have your name’ looking down for a fraction of a second to look at it on our chest]

Johnny: [putting his mouth to said name again cos not letting her hands go rn or lowkey ever with how he feels in this moment ‘the one I can give you’]

Ali: [biting the inside of your own mouth here when his lips make contact with your skin there ‘and you have mine, as well as my virginity’ like yeah, it means something]

Johnny: [‘you’re important to me, nobody can take that or undo it’ no notes, just bearing his soul here]

Ali: [just looking at him, before attempting to reach out and touch his face, realising your hands are pinned like oh ‘come here’ really softly, straining your face very slightly to his]

Johnny: [giving her massive hearteyes as he moves his face closer to hers, stroking her cheek with his own cheek because likewise can’t hold her face without letting go of her hand]

Ali: [the softest yet purest !! noises, nuzzling into him like you’re a cat, giving him all the non-verbal love you can, finding his lips with your own eventually and giving him the deepest kiss, trying to pour all your feelings into this]

Johnny: [‘I meant what I said, you know’ in the tiniest break from the kiss before they are back at it because he doesn’t need to clarify he’s talking about them running away together, she knows]

Ali: [squeezing his hand, however ineffectually with how he may be pinning them because the physical reaction and the noises swallowed by this kiss are not enough]

Johnny: [‘I want you more than anything else I used to or am supposed to be after’ because now he’s started he can’t shut his mouth apparently, excuse him, in between kisses as if that makes it more casual/less coherent when it does nothing of the sort]

Ali: [‘take me, take me away’ in his ear before we’re kissing our way back to your mouth as messily as possible ‘no one else looks after me’]

Johnny: [‘will we not come back tomorrow and instead I’ll keep you all for myself?’ said like that’s happening even though it absolutely cannot because too carried away here]

Ali: [just nodding like absolutely yes ‘I’ll look after you too, you know’]

Johnny: [when a soft hookup is just happening without this boy even really being aware or deliberately initiating it, he’s simply inside her again and kissing her in a way he has yet to before and it’s totally FINE]

Ali: [just the softest moans you are lowkey crying but in a good way, telling him how much you care about him ‘nothing else matters now’]

Johnny: [rubbing his cheek against hers again because she’s crying, kissing her face about it, basically rocking her with how you’re moving for this hookup and holding this girl]

Ali: [just snuggling your face all over and across his without any thought to being this vulnerable and close to him ‘love me’ which could just be fuck me but it’s clearly not]

Johnny: [‘you need it’ said like I will essentially ‘you’re needy as a baby’ just calling her baby here more or less, again totally fine about it]

Ali: [‘because I’m yours’ that only coming out through gritted teeth because you’re barely keeping it together now]

Johnny: [because he’s being so soft about how he’s fucking her for once instead of being feral af and he can, touching her as well, as gently but just that added stimulation when she’s already so dead to give peak yep and I’ll take care of you vibes]

Ali: [just fully coming undone, feeling like you’re actually melting through the floor at this point with how he’s got you with nowhere else to go and feeling as if there is no more you could possibly feel without actually dying from it, nothing cohesive being said but there is ALL the feeling paired with what genuinely feels like delirium like no high you have ever]

Johnny: [with his free hand alternating between stroking her hair/holding her face and touching either his name on her chest or her name on him, either doing soft moans into her mouth/kissing her softly but intensely/saying her name when he touches her or calling her little pet names in his secret lingo of the sort you’d call a little kid so she might or might not have heard on site before from mothers etc, again just giving she’s a baby vibe without calling her one]

Ali: [PRESSING your chest into his, nothing natural or easy about the way you’re purposefully making the names touch, but so insistent despite how barely conscious we are; going to say you do recognise these pet names because you’re a girl who knows and notices things, so the whimpers you’re doing are SO real]

Johnny: [love everything about that, you gotta put your arm around her and pull her even closer and keep her there because those names touching now til the bitter end please, which clearly won’t be long by how !! you both are and I’m sure you’ll both pass out for at least a bit]

Ali: [y’all need to, and you can, you’re only on your own schedule here and actually sleeping together, however briefly and sex induced, is actually another new for you so have it tbh, love that y’all got clean just to end up back in a mess but at least it’s not a Halloween-related mess so you’ll be presentable to leave still when you awake]

Johnny: [I didn’t think of that being a first, how cute, I’m sure you won’t sleep long when the vibe is that this party is still very much going on but I love it for you regardless and yeah you can sneak off for this roadtrip soon which in the dark on halloween night will be a big mood]

Ali: [how your parents are not just constantly having kittens over you, girl, we know how but they’re gonna have to start lmao, you fully intending to run away with this boy right now, nbd]

Johnny: [obvs they think she’s at Carly’s but if y’all paid even the slightest bit of attention you’d know that if true that wouldn’t be good either cos the girl god love her, and I do, is a bad influence and it’s not a good environment, and mhmm what’s actually happening is Tess’ worst nightmare, unprotected sex and literally running off with this boy, the only reason they’re coming back is because he has a job and you best believe he won’t be rocking up until the last minute aka the monday AM for this]

Ali: [mhmm, that part, like your parents lowkey vet out your friend’s family situations when you’re a child so you aren’t going off to crack dens for playdates, like that’s just what it is but it’s just that awkward line of like, not wanting to tell your kid they can’t be friends with another kid because it isn’t their fault and that’s judgy but still lads, this is only continuing and getting ‘worse’ lack of a better word so]

Johnny: [We get it, Tess was that kid with the shitty home life who nobody wanted to play with so she doesn’t wanna be a judgy cunt but ma’am you’ve taken it too far the other way and simply aren’t giving enough fucks, joeray should have been a wake up call huns, Ray is literally dead and Joe is committed, re-group and focus on your remaining kids but alas, it’s not your fault Rocky is a toddler and Ro is a full time job cos she’s starving herself but still, come on, you had these children you gotta parent them]

Ali: [It is a mess and the knock-on effects last for generations to come, sorry to report but for right now, wake up babies, places to be, intense vibes to be had, I know we’re here STARING at you in a way that is only acceptable when you are cute/the person loves you]

Johnny: [I was literally gonna say the same, that she woke up to find him STARING at her lol, but no I like it better this way because the idea that you relaxed enough sir to pass out and stay asleep for however long is peak unlike him and only a jali occurrence vibes, nevertheless you can open your eyes and STARE back at her for a minute before you grab these clothes and start dressing this gal]

Ali: [s’why I got in there before you hehe, we can both be extra in this ship sweetie, don’t even think about how adorable she’d look in his clothes, except it’s unavoidable for you, sir, we’ll be here hugging ourselves ‘cos it’s like hugging you]

Johnny: [when you’ve literally gotta physically push her out of the door because you can’t deal with how adorable she looks and if you do one of your LINGERING look her up and down style looks you will simply die, very rude of you after how soft you were being but I get it, even if I know damn well you’ll almost immediately relent and LAUNCH yourself at her how you do to make out with her against the side of this old caravan or however far they manage to get, pulling at said clothes like he’s mad at her and them, which is very reminiscent of the first time when he hated her Ronan’s bday outfit and outside the hospital when he was mad at her and his feelings for her so, it tracks]

Ali: [understandable, lord knows you literally haven’t moved from that caravan since you got there god knows how long ago and you ended up all over each other basically every second possible so, not expecting you to get out and away that smoothly; are however tugging these clothes back and making a grumpy noise like they’re now yours and he isn’t allowed them back, as if that’s what this is, pouting into this kiss]

Johnny: [playing a dangerous game having a fight about it out in the open where anyone could come wandering up but it’s unlikely with the party in full swing and I’m gonna let y’all live cos I do want y’all to eventually leave instead of being discovered thanks, there’s plenty of time for someone to find out when we want him to have another freak out and that’s not rn, we’re busy being here making a grumpier noise because genuinely so mad at her for how good she looks, GLARING at her whenever he’s not kissing her]

Ali: [another day baby, another day, y’all are playing fast and loose tonight and regretting nothing is very much the vibe so you can get away with it all, meanwhile I will let you do the backing away from walk backwards from him so you can LOOK at him whilst you do it, all without falling over, before turning to run to wherever you know his bike is kept because you helped him with it that time]

Johnny: [she absolutely has to, it’s one of my fave cliches of all time, you should let her go ahead for the sake of being cautious boy but tonight you will be running to catch her up instead because as my boo said it’s very much tonight’s vibe, so you can end up there at basically the same time, him literally catching her in this sense, grabbing her and pulling her into his arms, both of them breathless and once again for that throwback basically falling against this bike, but we won’t let it fall this time, even though he is once again kissing her very dramatically, unable to stop himself from grinning into it because they are about to leave and that’s all he wants]

Ali: [you don’t wanna chance having to do some quick repairs by torchlight when all you want do is get out of here together and have your adventure, still, yet again kissing you like there is nowhere else to be but in your arms like this, doing a laugh into this makeout because we’re just that buzzing and in love and having the best time, using how he is holding you to push yourself up and onto this bike like come on, let’s go, excitable vibes; ps thinking if we wanna just let y’all bebop and have a lovely time away because there’s no real reason for yous to be disturbed, we could do other peeps now again like her telling Carly where she’s going, Ronan probably asking where she is etc, and Tommy if you would like to try because can also tell him]

Johnny: [I was thinking the same thing because we should let them just have a nice time while it lasts cos there’s no telling with y’all and we know therefore what the vibes will be, so I’d say probably post this so it’s all together and then we can decide what we wanna have branch off from it, also if you wanna do any socials for the mood without giving the game away who she’s with, go ahead because I’m sure you have some nice Ali stuff in your folder already and could find more if you wanted to]

Ali: [Ooh, I’ll have to see if I can fosho, posting this now]