#omggg flat fuck!

[redstarwriting]

hobie brown with a pink gf

hobie brown x badass pink!fem!reader hcs

request?: yes

request: “HI RED!!!! idk if you’ve done this already but i really wanna see what hobie would be like with a badass pink!gf. like she wears pink demonias nd stuff but can like hold her own yk? i hope this makes sense LMAO”

requested by: anon

warnings:  language, mentions of stealing, alluding to s*xual harassment from men, cops

a/n: omggg the only person i could think of with this request is chrissy chlapecka wearing her all pink outfits and telling everyone to hit men with their cars LMAO thank you for the request, anon🖤

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- givin me chrissy chlapecka vibes - he loves it - listen - if you have any type of distinct style or attitude going against what most people believe - or one that challenges any type of authority or societal beliefs - Hobie immediately respects you - doesn’t necessarily mean he will be best friends with you - but he respects people who he can see have that kind of rebellious “fuck the patriarchy” attitude - so when he saw you - all pink outfit - pink makeup - pink accessories - pink boots that look like they could kill a man - exactly what you intend with said boots btw - he respected it - especially since you seemed to be taking the stereotypical “girl color” (whatever the fuck that means) and putting a spin on it they wouldn’t like - and girl when he saw you kick some man’s ass - all pretty in pink? - he was like ooh yeah - oh she’s the one - he loves to steal anything and everything pink that he sees - all for you - and he does - this style you have is the definition of him saying “Wear whatever you want, I can fight.” - and in response - you just scoff - “I’ll wear whatever I want, I can fight.” - he loves it - he loves that you’re always ready to stomp someone’s face with your pretty little boots - the amount of time he’s actually had to hold you back is amazing - and he doesn’t hold you back because he thinks you won’t beat the person’s ass - or because he wants you to be the ”better person” or whatever the fuck that is - but because he doesn't want the piggies getting any ideas when it comes to you - he knows you can hold your own - but he can’t help but be a little protective of you - and he just doesn’t trust cops - they’d see you looking all pretty and try something - not on his watch - he’ll take over if there are cops around - but if it’s just a slimy man? - he’ll still be there, ready to step in and kill the guy at any time - but you can handle yourself - so he lets you handle yourself - he loves when you paint his nails for him - he has so many shades of pink nail polish now - and you’ll paint his nails all pink all the time - at first, he was kinda like hmmmmm am i gonna like this? - spoiler - he did - he still paints his nails black all the time but when you ask to put some pink in there he’s all for it - he doesn’t realize his flat is slowly becoming more and more pink as you start to move in - because he doesn’t necessarily care all that much - he really likes the color now - but when Gwen comments on it he’s like… oh yeah - “Hobie? Have you found a new love for the color pink?”   “What?”   “Your place. There’s so much pink in here.”   “Oh… (Y/n) and I are gettin’ serious. She’s been movin’ in. But yeah, I do fancy the color pink, now. What of it?” - he does have a favorite shade of pink that you wear - but he loves when you wear all pink - so he acts like he doesn’t have a favorite - but he’s bad at it - cause the minute you wear a bright obnoxious shade of pink? - he’s gone - he’s simpin - he’s in love - he will compliment you more than he already does - which is a lot - and have his hands all over you - needless to say you’ve incorporated that color into your wardrobe a lot more - he just loves your style - and your attitude - the two of you are the government’s worst enemy honestly - and even though you’re a badass - you don’t need a man or anyone for that matter - you have a soft spot for your anarchic asshole - and sometimes you just like to see him be the badass - cause he sure can be - you’re a “don’t fuck with us” couple - a “fuck around and find out” couple - and the two of you wouldn’t want it any other way <3

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[tojigasm]

Pregnancy kink with Jake???

Yessss anon omggg. He's be obsessed with not only the ideer of getting you knocked up but absolutely obsessed with you when you get pregnant too... my gawd

He's too sweet on you, you've decided.

Kissing the swell of your tummy and massaging your back when it's sore.

Hes always so quick to deliver any food of your craving and never bothered by the way you wake up at ungodly hours and nestle into him until sleep finds you once again.

Hes into it, you've decided.

And the more you think about it, the more you notice it.

The way his amber eyes linger on your form as you wade in the river near your home, belly submerged in the cool water.

The way his rough hands caress the taught skin of your belly, pressing kisses up and down the rise of it, whispering how beautiful you look.

The way he can only ever talk to the scientists who come and look over you occasionally about how he can't wait for next baby.

The way his tail waves side to side when you rest a hand beneath your middle, stroking the underside of it while threading grass blades.

The way he nearly chokes when you tell him your breasts are too swollen and that rubbing them doesn't do anything for you – so of course he offers his help.

The way his cock swells when he just thinks about you. Thinks about how you're carrying his kid and how you look so absolutely hot doing it.

A part of him is too nervous to say anything, too afraid that you might think it's weird he's attracted to you while you're in such a sensitive and vulnerable state.

While the other half wants you to know how goddamn hard he's trying not to pull your plush little thighs over his thick shoulders and run his big hands over your belly while he fucks you.

It's at late evening when the two of you are finishing dinner and settling into the heat of your large hammock when Jake makes his way over to your seated form.

running a hand over your head and rubbing at your ears gently as he sits down behind you, pressing his chest to your soft back as both his hands round the swell of your belly.

"You're so pretty," he kisses the back of your head, "y'know that, sweetheart?"

you hum against him, leaning back to rest your head against his shoulder.

Jake lets his hands run along the taught skin of your middle, thumbs circling gently, gradually making his way past your loincloth to run the rough pad of his thumb up along your clit softly.

your breath hitches, grabbing his forearm as he presses a finger into your heat, working you open.

"Shh," he kisses your temple, other hand massaging the underside of your middle, "Gonna let daddy fuck you?"

shivering, you nod against him, pressing yourself into him with a whine when he adds another finger past your soaked folds.

"Words, pretty girl," he nips at your jaw with a smirk.

"Yes, daddy," your ears fall flat against your hair, "want it, please," you reach back to paw at his length.

Jake pulls away at that, standing up as you whine at the loss of him.

"Lie down, sweet thing," he cooes, helping you to lay comfortably against the thatched matt, a thick pillow pushed beneath your head.

Jake kneeled beside you, pressing his fingers back into your heat, running them along your wet walls as you moan beneath him.

his thumb strokes the hood of your clit and you sob, grasping at his forearm with a shivered moan.

Jake chuckles softly, "feels good, huh?" he smiles at you, repeating the action again and your back arches lightly, thighs pressing together with a keen.

"Keep 'em open." he pushes your thighs apart and you push them back together to which Jake taps your knee gently, cupping your chin with his free hand, "Hey," his voice is deep yet soft, "be good fr'me, 'kay?" he moves to run his thumb along your bottom lip when you nod, letting you suck on the pad of it softly.

Jake groans at that, continuing to work you open ti'll he decides you've relaxed enough. He pulls his hand from your pussy to lick your juices from his digits, moaning at your taste.

The sight alone sends heat to your core and your eyes go lidded with lust.

Amber eyes meet your own and Jake smirks, his chin glistening against the light of the fire from your juices and you swear you could cum at just that.

"You ready, sweetie?' Jake positions himself over you, pulling your thighs up to rest over his thighs as he squats above your smaller form.

"Yes, daddy," you sob, "please," you beg, pulling your plush bottom lip between your teeth with a shiver.

"Good girl," Jake purrs, pressing the swollen tip of his cock against your heat, "Daddy's gonna go slow, m'kay?"

you nod, watching as he sinks the girthy length of his cock into your heat.

Your head falls back with a moan, reaching your hands to grasp at his ankles, running your fingers over the beads of the anklet you'd made him.

Jake swears from above you, sinking to the hilt inside of your tight cunt, "fuck, how do you get tighter every. fucking. time-" he punctuates with a few soft thrusts.

his balls tap the underside of your ass as he does so and you squeal, giggling at the touch.

"feels so good, daddy," you moan, reaching for him.

Jake lowers himself, kneeling as he ruts into you, keeping your leg in the air over his thigh.

He reaches down to run his hand along your swollen middle, caressing your skin. "Fuck," he keens, "look so fuckin' pretty carryin' my kid, sweetheart."

Something about the way he says it makes you absolutely sob, breath hitching with a moan as you clench around his swollen length.

His cock stretches against your gummy walls, fat tip grazing your g-spot with every thrust.

Jake keeps a hand on the cusp of your calf, his eyes meeting your own as he presses a kiss to the inside of your ankle, holding position there as he fucks into you.

"Daddy can feel you squeezin', baby," he leans down to rest his forearm over your middle, holding you in place as he thrusts deeper into you.

"Daddy, fuck!" you sob, tears pooling over your hot cheeks whne he grinds his hips against the plush of your ass.

"I know, I know, honey," Jake pulls back to move you into a mating press, the backs of your thighs slick against his chest as he sinks back into you.

"Oh-" you gasp, "daddy s'too deep," your voice warbles and your tail wraps itself around Jakes ankle as he presses himself onto his feet, fucking into you again.

"Shit," his head drops as he circles his hips, watching his cock slip in and out of your tight cunt, "M'gonna cum," Jake picks his head up to kiss at the top of your belly.

Pressing himself into you, his chest rests against the soft of your own and you cry when he fills you, his hot cum spilling into your slick with a guttural groan.

Jake gives a few weak thrusts before pulling out of you to watch his cum dribble from your soaked folds. "Jesus, fuckin' Christ, look at that," he spreads the lips of your pussy, scooping his cum back into you.

you giggle softly, tail wisps against the mat softly, biting at the tip of your finger as Jake merely watches you.

he smiles warmly when you go to move from off your back, helping you do so. he lets you rest against his chest, stroking the insides of your thighs with one hand while he feeds you fruit with the other.

The two of you end up falling asleep like that, your tails linked together and Jake's hand covering your round middle and his arm resting beneath your head.

When he wakes, he slips his arm out from under you, propping himself up to run his fingers along your waist and up to your shoulder, whispering how much he loves you into the soft morning air.

[nereidprinc3ss]

hi girlie. thoughts on spencer’s bisexuality? specially post-prison spence. would he be more willing to experiment or just keep being the same guy who doesn’t care at all? just thinking. plus thoughts on austin? we didn’t got to see much about it. honestly i think both of them would have gone harder than with maeve, to be honest. i did not got much of the vibe from maeve and spencer and it felt like quiet new and weird coming from him? we’ve seen him interacting more before with these super confident girls like lila and cat. to me, it looks like these are more his type, pretty odd for a introvert guy like him.

babe thoughts on spencers bisexuality are all i have

but i also have thoughts on all his girlfriends actually

spoilers for maeve, cat, trigger warning season 14 episode 15 “truth or dare” mentioned😓😓 that fuck ass episode

i think post prison spencer is too traumatized and too exhausted to be thinking about romance or sex for a good long while. if he was already in a committed relationship before he went in, i think he’d stay because he’s incredibly devoted and i feel like he tends to latch on to one individual as his person and then never let them go, but if he wasn’t, i don’t think he’d be pursuing anyone, period, boys girls anyone in between or outside, i think bro is just TIRED lmfao

but specifically speaking about his relationship w his own bisexuality, i think if it wasn’t something he was super comfortable with before prison it sure as hell won’t be something he decides to confront after prison. i think he would just ignore it and continue on with life in his own little world ignoring other human beings. i think if he was chill with his sexuality before he went to prison that wouldn’t change afterward other than the fact that he’d probably find himself less attracted to men because they scare him a lot more now. i don’t think he would suddenly start having a ton of internalized homophobia (although he has so much self loathing it could definitely present that way) but again i don’t think he would be interested in seeking out new romantic or sexual partners for a while regardless of gender

and i liked austin a lot!!! potentially controversial opinion but i did NOT like maeve for him. she was clearly designed to be spencer but a girl so we would be like omggg she’s so perfect for him and then we would be extra sad when she died but imo their relationship fell flat, lacked passion or believability, and simply wasn’t interesting to me. the way he spoke about her reminded me of the way a 13 year old speaks about his girlfriend after a month of dating when he thinks they’re going to get married.

i have always FIRMLY believed that he had more chemistry with almost ANY of his love interests, even austin and the einstein chick who were around for ONE EPISODE EACH than he did with maeve. spencer seemed more interested and challenged by literally every single one of them. and i think he needs someone who challenges him. like spencer understands everything, give him someone who he can’t figure out and who drives him insane and is endlessly compelling and confusing elle greenaway!! we saw the way he wanted to genuinely consume lilah and cat. both more interesting than maeve. maeve was giving like… older sister almost?? like that woman had a FIANCÉ and according to canon she was his first “girlfriend” (strong word for what she was… those bitches were e-dating at best) it was just bizarre in the same way it was bizarre for a woman who had been married for ten years with two children to declare her love for him. i genuinely can see him with an older woman elle greenaway but the dynamic was just off with jj and maeve.

so that’s my rant on them. i could go on forever

[avocado-writing]

Omggg i hear your requests are open again??? Yayyy so excited so excited. I’ve been thinking ab smth angsty with Crowley where the reader has serious abandonment issues and Crowley accidentally triggers them. I would love it to be angsty but fluffy at the end bc I don’t want Crol to be sad :(

Tysm and i hope you have a fucking great week💕✨

notes: a phenomenal meme, thank you. I hope reader seems in character enough for abandonment issues!

pairing: crowley x reader

rating: T

He’s gone, and you’re worried it’s forever.

He’s had to go and do some work. Some demon work. When the two of you properly began getting together he had to tell you about his true nature; you were surprised and secretly a bit thrilled because, well, how many people have a demon in love with them? It made you feel very special indeed. And Crowley does love you so very deeply, you’ve never had a love like it before. Which made it sting all the worse when he had to go.

You were bickering about him leaving. He had to go to bloody Spain to perform some sort of temptation, and he knew you couldn’t get the time off work to come with him. You were begging him to stay, he was insisting he couldn’t, and as neither of you could see the other’s point of view voices began to get raised. It ended with him leaving you in your flat, slamming the door behind him in frustration.

You’ve not seen him for a week. It’s been driving you mad. He’s gone, hasn’t he? He’s gone forever. Just like every other person who’s walked into your life with claims that they love you only to disappear when things got difficult. You are unloveable, you are not worthy of anyone’s time. You do not deserve to experience anything other than heartbreak.

When he comes home he knows he’ll need to apologise. It doesn’t come easily to Crowley, admitting that he’s wrong, but he’ll find a way to force it out of himself for your sake. He shouldn’t have left how he did. It was unkind. Petty. A relationship shouldn’t be about trying to get the last word in an argument, and he feels very small indeed.

He knocks at the door to your flat and, when it isn’t answered, he miracles the lock open and walks in. Maybe he can get started on dinner. Maybe coming home to the smell of cooking and him being all grovelly will make things better.

This plan is stopped in its tracks when he finds you curled up in a blanket on the sofa. You look terrible. Tired, miserable, and ever so small. You take one look at him and recoil.

“What do you –”

“I’m sorry,” Crowley says. It’s not forced or uncomfortable as it usually is when he’s made to apologise, but sincere. An apology is not a plaster, though, and you still look raw and wounded as he sits on the opposite end of the couch. You wince as he reaches out to touch you.

“I thought you weren’t coming back,” is all the explanation that you can muster.

“Oh, darling. I’m…” he wracks his brain for something that’s a suitable apology, but can come up with nothing better than another “I’m sorry.”

Tears begin to fall down your cheeks and you seem furious at them, wiping them away with the edge of your blanket, but still unable to get them to stop.

“I thought you were done with me. That you hated me.”

“Come here,” says Crowley, bundling you in his arms and pulling you onto his lap. You cry a little, at him, at yourself, at being so stupid. “I don’t hate you. I’d never hate you. I think it’s impossible, actually. I was just being a twat. I’ll even do the dance if you want me to.”

You laugh into his shirt and he’s relieved.

“No, keep that dance for Aziraphale. I think he’d be annoyed if he found out you did it for me.”

You look into his eyes, and he moves his sunglasses up so he can meet your gaze properly.

“Don’t leave me,” you whisper, voice trembling a little.

“I won’t. I swear.”

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[robinsno1lesbian]

neighbour robin filming while you ride her strap on telling how a good girl you are with her raspy voice omggg im such a whore for her, i need to go for a walk

older!neighbor!robin x fem!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 873

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!), modern au!, strap-ons, sex tape, dirty talk, implied oral sex (fem!receiving obviously),let me know if i missed anything :)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: neighbor!robin drabble spam hello?? also, anon, we're all whores for neighbor!robin here, so no worries!

"fuck" robin groans from behind her phone. this had been all your idea; you had asked her to film you in whatever position she liked. robin had been skeptical at first, unsure whether you were really comfortable with it or not. so you had taken matters into your own hands, had taken robin's phone from her, and pressed the play button before giving it back to her. you had then proceeded to get on your knees for robin and ate her out until she had cum all over your face while whispering sweet praise of how good you were for her and for letting her use you like that.

after that, all doubts vanished. she gladly held the camera on your body when you began stripping out of your clothing, her breathing labored in the speaker as you reveal the matching set of lingerie. you came prepared. and now you're here, on top of her. tits out and panties pushed to the side so she can pound the strap into you. she has started with you on the bed, bend over with an arched back, while she was fucking into you from behind, but quickly changed your position. "need to see you" she had said as she turned you around and sat you down on the strap. "need to watch your pretty face when you cum all over my strap" now you're steadying yourself with your hands on her legs while your chest is on full display for her and the camera. you look at her through hazy eyes and find that her face is tensed up in pleasure while she's watching you. "you're so hot" she mouths. "so hot" a soft shade of pink creeps up your cheeks and you turn away but robin takes your chin between her index and thumb before she pulls you back. "don't look away" she rasps "fuck, keep looking. you're gorgeous" her flat palm runs down the valley between your breasts and her gaze follows it, all the way between your thighs where she begins rubbing tight circles around your clit. you moan at the extra friction and roll your hips against her. "oh god fuck- right there robin" you gasp, high-pitched and loud as she finds the perfect rhythm. your moan is just the slightest bit exaggerated, for the sake of the camera, but it feels incredibly good nonetheless. "yeah?" her voice sounds so good. it's raspy and deep and so fucking attractive. you could probably cum at the sound of her voice, whispering dirty things to you. "yeah" you nod and your eyes fall shut while your lips part. robin runs her hand back up your sides, letting you ride her freely while she roams your body. she squeezes your breasts and pinches your nipples before she strokes the side of your neck. you lean into her touch without stopping the roll of your hips, you can feel your lower abdomen coiling already and you can't wait to cum on camera for her. robin's hand runs up the back of your neck and she pulls your hair back into some sort of makeshift ponytail, revealing your face to her. your sweat-stained skin is caught perfectly by the phone, just like the furrow between your brows, signalizing the concentration you put into chasing your height. you look so fucked out, she loves it. "hmmh" she hums, at the same time as she changes the position of her hips slightly so that the strap hits your g-spot from a slightly different angle. "such a good girl...take me so well" robin praises. "more" you cry out desperately. you're so close. and who is robin to deny a pretty thing like you? especially when she's got it on her camera, capturing this memory for when she's all by herself later. so, she drops your hair and brings her hand back to your clit, picking up a fast and hard pace as she rubs it over and over. "oh- oh god" you pant "robin- i'm gonna- you're gonna make me cum! fuck don't stop" her hips rock upwards relentlessly, the base of the strap drawing loud noises from your throbbing cunt, while she nods her head repeatedly. "yes...yes, cum for me. fuck y/n cum for me!" you can feel your walls clenching around the strap and all sounds around you fade away, reduced to nothing but white noise, when your orgasm washes over you. "i'm cumming fuck-" is the last thing you can manage before it rips through you. you let out half a cry, half a scream, caused by the intense pleasure that washes all over your body. robin continues fucking you through it until you're squirming and babbling nonsense words about how sensitive you are. "fuck it" she says and turns off the video before pulling you down with her. she kisses down your body and spreads your legs wide with her palms. "you're so pretty when you cum you know?" and with that, she puts her mouth on you.

[b3nnyrafe]

omggg finally a tsitp writer :3, i love the theme of ur bloggg! i was wondering if u could do relationship hcs for jeremiah (nsfw & sfw) .

tysmmm sweetheart 💝 and I gotchuuu

jeremiah fisher & established relationship!reader

ੈ✩‧₊˚ you and jeremiah probably met at a party. he was fascinated by you almost immediately. and you were charmed by his flirting.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ he was the definition of a golden retriever. he was affectionate, loving, funny— everything you could imagine.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ sometimes he could be mean, and when he did all it took was some head and he was perfectly fine.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ during arguments, he would never raise his voice and when he did it was serious. he spoke in an assertive tone that turned you on like crazyyy. when he noticed, he immediately bent you over his lap, edging your clit whilst fingering your pussy. “huh? this what you wanted baby?” he asked, his fingers roughly fucking you while you were overstimulated, legs shaking and teary eyed.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ he treated you like a princess. flowers on top of flowers. kissing your forehead. letting you win during volleyball games despite how competitive he was. “that was so good, baby!” jeremiah cooed, spinning you around. “didn’t count, you let me win!” you slightly pouted, a wide smile on your face. “nah, that’s all you.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ jeremiah loves, loves PDA. he always needs to be near you or touching you in some way. patting his lap for you to come sit, standing behind you while you talk to your friends, an arm around your shoulder— dude is clingy.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ he loves when you sleep over at the beach house. he loves when you do his makeup or help him with his curls. if you do sleep over at the beach house, just know he is fucking you. you are laying down flat on your stomach with your back arched while he pounded into your pussy. he shushed you every time you got loud, two fingers in your mouth. “good girl. take it just like that.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ jeremiah fisher also needed to be babied sometimes to, you know? he wasn’t insecure but jealous. if a boy looked at you the wrong way? he’s fighting. your talking to a boy who seemed to interested in talking to you? he’s kissing your neck while keeping eye contact with the random.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ jeremiah is a munchhh. he loved how you tasted. he damn near praised the ground you walked on. he loved missionary while rubbing your clit just to see you all sensitive and moany for him. he was next level whipped.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ jeremiah loved your relationship with susannah. infact, after she died, you would’ve thought he would’ve been distant. but, he was more dependent. he was all alone and he believed you were the only one he had.

[nyan-koii]

I have a confession .. I’ve been obsessing over Seb’s body so much 😭😭 specifically these shots are so..

My reviews of the pics :3

1. first of all the shirt - too big and almost down to his elbows. It is like pressed against his stomach so it’s FLAT and legs and arms are soo tiny 😭😭 like little pookie get off that football field y need to be in bed w mark and Jense rn

2. .. no words honestly he’s just so tiny and manhandable. Like I can just imagine Seb just being moved around by the mechanics, being in the way unknowingly and they just wrap their hands around his entire upper arm and picks him up and moves him idk. Like the mechanics groping him and like just touching him makes my brain go brrr. Also anyone on the 2010 grid with big hands like Fernando, Robert, ofc mark and Jenson just like moving him around and finding out just how tiny he is and UGHHH

3. IH MY GODDDD his arms are soo fucking tiny compared to Mark’s and I can’t like formulate words.. like it’s half the size of his. Idc if it’s the angle or not that man is a TWINK and he needs to be fucked and grabbed and chocked and-

Also just imagine someone covering Seb’s ENTIRE body part with their HAND. Like .. he would malfunction and cum in his pants. Probably like whimper and just like die on the spot or something

Td;lr

Rbr seb is tiny and needs to be fucked until he can’t speak

(I can’t believe I’m sending this unanon but :,) ye)

HIIIII TRASHTEENKIDD (idk what to call you lmaoo 😭)

THE PHOTOSSS OMGGG THOSE PHOTOSS !!! I ONLY SEEN THE SEBMARK ONES BUT THE OTHER TWO OMFG,,, I MOANEDDDD

1. YESS !!! look at the size of the shirt its not made for his size or is he into larger shirt that can cover his body because well um 😏 you know why, he likes the feeling of being small??? Mhmmm the way the shirt covers his butt too AND YESS his tiny legs and armss seb youre not supposed to be there indeed ! Get your ass on the bed now !! Also i love how red his ears are ngl. I think most of the time its always red which make me think if its like that on the other parts too 🤭 imagine him all flushed up and redd oooooo what a sight actually i need him...

2. AURGGHG PLEASE YOUR WORDS IM HAVING BRAIN DISEASE OVER IT. EXTREME HEADACHEEEE i always like the idea of the crew gangbanging on seb especially during his torro rosso eraa !! The boy is so so petite you can carry him everywhere and its as light as a feather ! Want him to be handled like a ragdoll every single second. Also the fact that he arrives at the grid first and is the one who usually leaves the last because he wants to hang around and 'learn' more from the crew.... doesnt that make you think thoughts???? Because i sure as hell do ! Insane honestly, GET HIS ASS RESTRICTED HES GOING TO GET PREGNANT GUYSS

like look at these 😭😭😭😭 HES SOO EASY TO BE PICKED AROUND !!! The mechanics would definitely also manipulate him during sebs str era im insane i need to be put at a hospital.... i want more gangbang seb fics...

And yes definitely 🤭🤭 the 2010s grid is using seb as a free cumdump as repayment for letting him win the wdc hehehheheheheh seb you're completely tangled yourselves with evil men, get out of thereee (dont)

3.

HE ISS TINYYYYYYYYYYY HES SOO OMFGGG YOU CANT SEPARATE TINY AND SEB NO NU UH THEY LITERALLY CAME IN PAIR EVEN IF ITS AM SEB !!! THATS A TWINK

Sebs amazing for putting up a brave attitude around mark like if they got in a fight, mark would definitely beat him to a pulp but seb knows mark cant do ANYTHING to him, knows that seb has more power than him and in some cases marks just too tired to reciprocate his energy. Sebs taking marks kindness and manipulating it to his own likings for example mark fucking and releasing his anger on seb because he hates the german boy so much but its actually what seb wants, to be used and to see mark crumble in front of seb aauuurghhhh, hes a twink but hes an EVIL twink.

Also... look at michael's thigh.... its the same size as sebs waist..... im completely normal about this

Sebs definitely sensitive to touches too mhmmm !! Sensitive and desperate to be touched at all time its embarassing because he cant live without receiving physical touches from his boyfriends. During day, he finds comfort in their hand but at night, its the only thing he prays about while they continue to bring him close to heaven.

Yesss rbr seb, seb in general, deserves to be fucked until he cant think straight anymore. Much like those anime hentais, i want seb to be fucked until theres love in his eyes and hes all drooling in pleasure 🥰 my love language actually.

And dont pressure yourself ! I admire your bravery reallyy for not anon-ing yourselff. Its good to see who im talking to and that i know you guys are comfortable to share these thoughts with me 🙏 keep em coming guyss !! This is a safe place for everyone <3

[zushimart]

what do you think scarapookie's red flags in a relationship would be like? Like realistically speaking if he were to be in a relationship. (Maybe list some green flags too to feed my delusions 😍)

-🐛

tbh i didnt know if u meant HIS red flags or red flags he looks for in other people so i did both tbh. so his red flags BEFORE THERAPY!!! (he literally would not trust himself to be in a relationship before any of this was addressed) distrusting he would have such a hard time trusting what u say and how u feel. leads to a lot of insecurity and jealousy on his end, like for ex. u can say “i’m not upset, i’m just tired” but he’ll choose to believe ur lying about being tired to avoid telling him ur upset. if that makes sense. insecure under the giant fucking ego he hates himself & can’t really believe anyone would really want to be with him and he WILL make it ur problem. mix with his lack of trust and tbh he will become so incredibly jealous of ur exes and friends. incommunicative and despite having these issues, he cannot admit to you or himself that he even HAS these issues. so any attempts to talk to him about his behavior is like talking to a climate change denier or a flat earther. his ass is NOT listening. in fact, he’d probably interpret it as an attack and get super defensive (self sabotage). lol. but again, after lots of self reflection and maturation, he wouldn’t act like that. if you were looking for joke red flags, then he a) wears socks to sleep b) eats/drinks really weird food combinations like milk and juice d) steals literally all of your clothes. red flags he looks for in other people… like his icks… are 1) taking yourself too seriously/being afraid of embarrassment 2) people who don’t like kids 3) any sign of commitment issues/disinterest omg he can’t stand flakey people, it’d make him spiral. his GREEN flags ??? omggg~ he is borderline obsessive. intensely attentive… and thoughtful. he has an easy time remembering your likes and dislikes, researches your interests, etc. all under the cover of night… (he keeps his obsession with you under tight wraps, no one is allowed to know he thinks of you so fondly — including you). he has a hard time controlling his emotional expression, so he prefers to speak through his actions… which means everything he does is very particular/careful/full of meaning (acts of service… like, extremely thoughtful gifts that take months to plan and create, things of that nature). and then he’ll act like it’s no big deal lol. and i think he would really look for the same in a partner. someone unafraid to be themselves/a good communicator/thoughtful. like, strong where he is weak, etc.

[astroboots]

omggg i just had a cutest thought where the reader is a bookworm and she gets enthralled of stevens flat and he’s watching her with adoration and ahhh so fluffy - 🧚🏼‍♀️

as soon as I read this all i could imagine was reader having the same reaction as Belle in Beauty and the Beast when he presents her with her own personal library.

Steven's flat is just fucking gorgeous and gives such amazing vibes. I do have to say though that I love that Steven, museum gift shopist, had a place like that in London on his paltry salary and at no point questioned it?!

[llovely]

what’s your top 5 albums of all time? 🩵 i hope you feel better soon!

thank u!! and omggg this is so fucking hard and i have such a recency bias so i'm gonna go for ones that have stuck with me a while (in no particular order except for #1 lol)

home video - lucy dacus. like this is literally my album. changed my life. continues to change my life daily. the attachment i have to her is scary and unbreakable

fetch the bolt cutters - fiona apple

blonde - frank ocean

gone now - bleachers

five seconds flat - lizzy mcalpine

shoutouts to melodrama + pure heroine lorde, telefone noname, motherwell leith ross, laurel hell mitski, midwest princess chappell roan, build a problem dodie and every taylor album cause she's just a seperate category in my mind tbh

[sehodreamsthoughts]

VINA PLS😭😭 no cuz that was soo good like i never want to pressure u or demand anything but i definitely want ur input!! i love that u add context to it and i love to read what u write about it<33 and omg that was really good i really loved it🤭🤭 i can totally see everything u wrote .. jungwon seems like.. kinda sneaky loser.. but also he’s just figuring things out, and he wants to break out of the archetype he’s been put into🤭

it’s okay it didn’t have to be dark at all like i said, i was just thinking mean!dom and i’ve been having a lot of noncon thoughts but i love ur descriptions of his view of reader like omggg pls🤭🤭 so hot im dying immd😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😫

i’m about to go into work but with dealer!sunghoon.. i see him as like dealers i knew in college because he’s more reserved, not necessarily quiet but he’s just.. calmer than some of the other boys.. could see him doing it just for the money and not even actually using.

i rmbr i was hanging out one time and one of the guys i was there with said like.. i don’t rmbr exactly but he basically said we shouldn’t have to do c0ke in fear, like this sucks, it’s his space and he shouldn’t be afraid of the residence advisors catching him😭😭😭 like BRO it’s illegal!!! ur dumb (and that just feels like smth jake would say lmfaoooo🤭🤭🤭)

- 🥟 anon

I don't know what's been going on with me and Jungwon, I've been seeing him way too fine lately 😭 (Jake's still my number 1 tho).

I SAW DEALER! SUNGHOON LIKE THAT TOO 😭. SO, i wanted to write something short and I got lost, and I don't think this is even half of it but I don't want you to think I'm ignoring this convo like our jake/heesung working at a store (I still have the draft that's not finished hahaha) so I leave this part here to hear your opinion. I honestly think that one of my biggest problems with writing is that the theme keeps getting twisted. I can't do just dark or non-dark content, it's as if it was all mixed into some weird stuff, I thought first of Sunghoon using his client, but then I kept writing and it became this thing that I think is romantic but at the same time it's kind of sick if you analyse it 😭

Well, it's only 1.5k, what do you think?

He goes to parties just to stand in a corner with flat lips and a half-full drink in his hand, just waiting for people to approach him for the stuff he's selling, he's not even into the excitement everyone shows when he brings better stuff, and he knows about it, he knows about what the things he sells do, but he simply does not give a fuck about trying it because he's there for his cash and nothing else.

He's a big follower of you don't do what you sell, and he's not publicly proud of living by that motto, but again, he doesn't really care about other's opinions. If they say he's boring, if they say he's a prune, he doesn't mind because, at the end of the day, he's the one going home with their money in his pocket.

Still, the minute you get into it, he starts to get nervous. Sunghoon doesn't have a problem with drugs, but he has a problem with beautiful things.

As he calls you every time you meet him in disgusting party bathrooms, "Hey, gorgeous'', he hasn't been able to stop taking in your image whenever you appear in front of him, and for him is frightening how he's been so into you since you appeared in front of him with that pretty smile and your voice whispering almost scared "hi… I'm here to buy some candies?".

Sunghoon still laughs at the innocent image of you starting some shit you hadn't been introduced to by anyone. You did it on your own, which was unusual. You walked to him, no old client beside you saying with an overexcited voice "This is Sunghoon", believing they could get some freebies for giving him new clients. You had heard about him around and you went to his corner by yourself with shaky eyes and too much cash inside your phone case.

It started soft, a few gummies since you had said candies and he thought you honestly just wanted candies. He carried a few bags for the dumb boys who wanted to relax their girlfriends without them noticing it (Sunghoon didn't care what they did with the stuff people paid him for. In his head, no one should trust people too much, and if they did it, it was their own mistake), and for the hello kitty girls that enjoyed them a bit too much, but even if in that case they consumed them on their own will, he equally disliked them because they always asked for discounts. You, to his luck, hadn't even asked for your change.

You looked frightened, as if the money he tried to put in your hand burned you with its graze, and you pulled your hand away the second he tried to give you the bills, brushing him away with an almost mute "It's okay."

It was hilarious to him how you would excitedly look for him in every party he attended, asking again and again for candies, and how you would run away the second the interaction was over. You’d take the gummies like a kid, and you wouldn’t accept his money (which was technically yours since it was just your change) as if he was a creep offering you sweets in a park.

He realized, after some time, he kind of was.

At first, you searched for him between the bunch of bodies drinking under the limp lights. You’d scan every face around until you found him, and he would wait for you to do it. He didn’t need much to feel you had arrived, it was as if his body had a sixth sense telling him she’s here, and he would only need a second to spot you moving your eyes through every person as if he wasn’t always in his corner.

He never moved to let people easily find him, but you needed more than a few weeks to realize that (oh, and that if it wasn’t you asking, he’d never leave his sacred spot). Everything felt like an innocent game with a not-so-innocent prize. You wouldn’t stop looking for him until you found him, and once you did it, you’d walk to him and ask him for your usual stuff, and then, when you got tired of it, for more adult stuff (your words, not his).

He never cared about other people. To him, they could all go and fuck off their lives with opioids, and he would gladly sell them if that little conscience left in his body wasn’t still there after all the shit he had done. Sadly, that tiny part of him stopped him from teaching you about the heavy stuff.

He needed a month to introduce you to real weed, and closing the door of an unknown room in the house of a guy he knew even less, he sat beside you and taught you how to smoke it (he really didn’t want you to learn from anyone else. Yeah, it was wrong that you trusted him, but he knew it would be worse that you trusted someone there that wasn’t him).

Inhaling a few times, he kept a straight face to calm you with his mostly theoretical knowledge, proudly looking at you doing it on your own like a champion after a quick three-minute class on how to roll a cigarette and light it.

You laughed when you finally did it on your own, presenting it to him like a work of art and your wide smile. ‘’You’re a fast learner’’ he said.

‘’Yeah, always top of the class’’ you answered, licking your lips and then moving the slightly too thick roll to your lips (he never told you that you kind of overfilled that one. You looked too pretty to push you out of your cloud).

He stayed there beside you, perfectly knowing that he was probably losing customers downstairs with his sudden absence and that he, indeed, was going against his life motto. He was, indirectly, doing what he sold.

The laughs you shared, what went through your mind when you approached him, all of it is there in his mind. You mentioned something about being stressed, then that you were tired of smoking normal cigarettes, and that vapes felt like a game you didn’t feel like playing.

‘’It’s too sweet, the aftertaste’’ you said.

‘’The gummies are sweet too’’ he laughed. He wasn’t smoking after those few first hits to teach you (although you had some real experience smoking already, which explained a lot why you didn’t even cough when you took the first drag).

‘’It’s different’’ you smiled and turned to see him more comfortably. You looked at his face, and he let you, doing the same, until you talked again. ‘’I need more than just a sweet treat.’’

You two were sitting on the floor after needing a firm surface to roll the leaves easier, and after almost 30 minutes of you smoking your own made cigarette, you followed him into leaning against the foot of the only bed in the room, looking at him with the soft light of the study lamp the boy had there, stopping you from being in complete darkness (Sunghoon deduced it was a boy’s room, otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why there was a big soccer t-shirt with the name Jake framed and hanging on the wall, or the box of tissues over the nightstand, because it was either a room owned by a boy, or by a girl that cried too much over a boy named Jake, which was more concerning than a boy that jerked off probably every day— He also deduced that when the box got empty after he pulled the last tissues to make you more at ease at doing your first try).

Sunghoon nodded, and both of you observed each other with relaxed eyes, comfortable with the atmosphere you had unintentionally created. After slowly blinking a few times, he exhaled through his nose, feeling more liberated than never, and he moved his eyes down to your lips, thinking that they would probably be way sweeter than all the things you had talked about that night.

At the next party, he realized he had a problem when he stared at the entrance door since he arrived, quickly brushing off his clients without much small talk, and accepting to give the hello kitty girls their discounts so they left him alone.

He even got angry when the same guys tried to buy some gummies for their innocent girlfriends, sputtering without hesitation a ‘’Sorry, just sold the last one’’, which was a complete lie since he always carried an extra bag in case you also wanted them. You had stopped having them since you learned how to roll your own cigarettes, but Sunghoon still liked to have them in hand, as if it was his strawberry lucky charm.

Well into the night, almost at 2am, he realized you wouldn’t arrive, so he sold the last stuff he was holding on for you. In the end, he left with a successful night in his pocket, but feeling worse than ever, even more than when in his first night selling almost no one dared to approach him because he was (and continues to be, by their words) too pretty to be a dealer.

[it-is-phlump]

omggg i hate being here it was bad when we were in the family home but now we're staying at asa's sister's flat and it's like nobody ever eats around here, everyone is stingy as fuck and the sister herself is annoying and only ever eats prepackaged leek soup... then i get to go home and immediately have my parents visit for a week. does the torture ever end

[harryanon]

*moans against your lips, moving faster* m’gonna fucking cum baby, don’t stop *grips your hair at the side, my legs trembling as i cum hard, squirting a lot and moaning loud* omggg baby.. yesss

*my lips part as i moan* yesss baby that’s my girl *flips us over and pins you down on your front roughly, you laying flat as i slip back inside you from behind, moving my hips deep and fast* god i can’t get enough baby

[the-fruit-tea-devil]

Tumblr “Politics”

Tumblr politics is so fucking stupid. Like they who “racism” “bigotry”, ect. 90% aren’t even talking about actual bigotry and they don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about and they are fucking stupid to have a discussion about politics or respond with literally anything besides insults or flat out lies. I’ve had arguments with some and responded with facts while they just said “omggg you’re literally a fascist” without even trying to argue my point with “facts and logic”. (Because they are incapable of reasonable thought and discussion)

[thegracelessfaceless]

OMGGG first askk butttt can you do sub!sal headcannons I need them for uh *cough cough* personal use

Ooh, yes please! I'll be more than happy to contribute to your research

Tw: lemon, praise kink, unsanitary

Lemon below the cut, MINORS DNI

Sweet and Sour Subby Sal Fisher Headcanons

I headcanon Sal being kind of inexperienced when it comes to the sexual side of a relationship

Like if you're not his first, you're close to it.

I can see him being nervous about approaching his SO about sex, worried about how he'll be recieved, what you'll say, etc

This persists no matter how long you've been together. It's just a part of who Sal is

So you usually have to initiate things

Though if you're being oblivious to hints that he thinks make his mood obvious, he can be a pretty big tease

Touches lingering too long, fingers dipping lower than they normally would, finding any and all reasons to brush his body up against yours

You finally pull him to the bedroom.

He's just so cute whenever he's all flustered

Even if it's glaringly obvious that he's getting laid, Sal is still tentative during the makeout that follows pulling him into the bedroom and into the bed

His hands want to be everywhere on you, but he's also trying to respect you, so his hands end up just lightly (frustratingly so) brushing over your bits, the parts you both want him to touch so bad

It's easiest to take control, either leading Sal, or telling him what to do.

I can 100% see Sal with a praise kink

Oh, Sal can be good. He'll show you just how good he can be 😈

See, Sal is very observant. He notices EVERYTHING

So while inexperienced, Sal has catalogued every single thing you've reacted positively to in bed

And he knows just what he did to elicit those reactions from you.

He just needs a little guidance. Put him where you want him to be, tell him what to do

He's very good at taking directions

When giving:

This is Sally's favorite part

Knowing that you're about to come, because of his hands or mouth on your body? 

That just flat out does it for Sal

And since you like his handiwork so much, and he likes doing it

Sal is content to pleasure you endlessly, his full body at your disposal.

Ride his face, please. If he suffocates, that's a pretty cool death, right?

Your body is a temple, you are Sal's deity and he is at worship

All while he looks into your eyes lovingly

Tell him how good he's doing, how good he's making you feel, how much you love him

Sal loves hearing it, lives for it

And it makes him double down on his efforts, pulling your body tighter against him, eager to please you more.

He can drive you to overstimulation pretty quickly, which can be a good and bad thing.

I mean, sometimes Sal deserves to be worshipped right?

When receiving:

You'll probably have to insist Sal lie back so you can have access to all of his body

Sal's top priority in sex is you, he tends to neglect himself a little when he gets caught up

Like to the point that the skin of his cock will range from dark pink to almost purple, and he'll be swollen with need

but Sal's still just focusing on you and how many times he can make you orgasm with his hands verses his mouth.

His breath comes out in a sharp, raspy gasp as you push him back into the bed

Sal's eyes, still fixed lovingly on you, go soft focused as you touch him, leaning down to pepper the scars on his face and neck with kisses

Because you're so close and otherwise focused, you don't see him blink away happy tears as you pull away when your attention shifts.

You reward Sal for being so so good and attentive to your needs just minutes ago

Sal does have a problem with bucking when receiving oral

You have to remind him not to before he gets carried away

Though, if he's a good boy during your attentions, you might let him indulge for a few moments

His conflicted expression as he tries not to completely mouth fuck you, while biting his torn bottom lip because it just feels so good is one of your favorites

Sal's built up stamina over the years, and will hold out, multiple rounds if necessary, to wait until you tell him he can come.

So some time later...

When Sal's moment of release comes, his eyes go wide and his breath catches.

His eyes find yours, a look of almost panic passing through them, then his face asks for him, "tell me I can finish, tell me to come with you"

You nod, barely able to get out a hum of consent as he fights to control his thrusts, fights not to just ram into you.

Sal holds on as long as possible.

Finally he loses the battle and his thrusts lose all rhythm, his hips pounding up into you over and over as you ride him.

Sal's eyes lock with yours and his gaze goes soft focused.

His good eye rolls back in his head as he thrusts into you one last time, a full body spasm shaking him beneath you as his loud raspy breaths change into a deep raspy groan

Sal gathers you to lay with your head on his chest and you listen to his heartbeat slow back to a normal rate in the following minutes, still buried inside you

After some recovery time, Sal cleans both you up, and helps you redress, or makes sure you're comfortable in bed, and then takes care of himself

Sal thinks about how he doesn't know what he'd do without you and how lucky he is to have you

But he never realizes that you think the same of him. You love him just as completely.

True, he hears you say it, but you think he doesn't accept it on some level, like he's in denial

So you make sure to take advantage of times like these and show Sal just how much you love and appreciate him

[thirstyandbeautiful]

have you seen the latest pics of mick? HAVE YOU SEEN THEM OMGGG, just mick hiking. So could you write something like, where he takes you out for an hike in the mountains and then end up fucking pls?

"It's beautiful." Mick whispered against your ear before he dropped his head to press a soft kiss to your sweater covered shoulder.

You looked out at the mountain range in front of you. It was perfect. The sun was high in the sky, but so far up it was actually cool weather that surrounded you. It had been pure chance that you'd found this massive rock to climb, giving you the perfect view above the hiking trail you'd been on. You were out in the open, but then again, not to the trails below.

You licked your lips and said nothing as you gently stroked Mick's inner thigh, his shorts giving you more than enough skin to trace. He said nothing at first as you gently petted the soft skin of his inner knee before dragging your fingertips further up, careful not to elbow him as you snuck your touch.

"Darling." He said sweetly but still with a warning.

You didn't look at him, just hummed as your middle finger followed a further path, the tip brushing against his underwear.

Mick hissed your name as he grabbed your hand. Your head snapped back to look at him, and you felt relieved to see the blush that had bloomed on his face, and the guilty smile. He was so pretty like this.

"Yes?" you giggled at how breathless your voice was.

"We're out here." you hummed in agreement, "We're not the only ones on the trail."

"Yeah, but," you gently untangled your hand from his and pressed the entirety of your hand on his inner thigh, mere centimeters from the crux of his thigh and pelvis, "we're up here alone, so unless people look up..."

You let him get the idea as you dragged your hand over his crotch, the heat of your palm pressing to the heat of his clothed skin.

"Why can't you ever behave?" He sighed jokingly before he pressed his lips to yours.

You smiled against his mouth as you kissed. You took the kiss as permission to continue to touch. Your handle teasingly curved with the length you could trace under his shorts, loosely stroking as your tongue rubbed against his.

"Let me taste." you mumbled against his mouth.

He groaned, his face a deep red now as he pulled back and shyly looked away as he pulled the front of his shorts down. His left hand kept his shorts pulled out of the way while the other pulled his length out from his underwear. You licked your lips as the curved cock came into view, the deep ridge that you knew so well exposed to the air as it pressed up against his stomach.

Mick looked around as he leaned back on one hand while the other kept his shorts down.

"Don't worry babe," you teased, "no one's gonna look up."

His cock jumped when your breath brushed against the heated skin, making you smile before you properly swallowed him down. The angle wasn't quite right, so the curve made him feel even larger in your mouth. You loved it.

You suckled on the tip and took in more of the shaft before you dragged your lips up and down the underside, kissing his tip before starting the process all over again. Mick's little whimpers spurred you on as you continued tasting him and sucking him.

"Babe, m'not gonna be ab-ble to finish." His voice sounded strained.

You rolled your eyes before you lifted your head and looked up at him, "Why?"

"I keep hearing voices and-" his eyes rolled back in his head as you rubbed the flat of your palm over the tip of his dick.

"Getting shy on me?" you teased, "I know how you can finish, how we can both finish."

Mick's head snapped to face you, and you gave him a sultry smile before pressing his dick against him and taking his shorts from his own hand, hiding his loose dick so just the pink tip peeked out from the waistband.

"Come on."

You rose to your feet and carefully slid down the smooth side of the rock. Hearing Mick do the same, you jumped down the cluster of rocks towards the bottom until you were amongst the clutter of rocks that had led you to believe you could climb it in the first place.

It was a fork in the trail, the cluster of rocks meaning people could go left or right, each trail kind of bending around the rocks before going their own direction.

Looking over your shoulder at him, you smiled as you walked around the side, walking over rocks until you reached the front where large slabs made the imperfect divider, partially shielding you.

"What-" Mick's question abruptly cut off by you pushing your leggings and panties down to mid thigh.

You pressed your palms to the slab of rock in front of you and bent over a bit, arching your back so your ass would pop up behind you. You looked over your shoulder at him, spurring him into motion as he quickly scrambled up behind you.

You heard the whoosh of his pants dropping before the hard press of his cock touched your moist lips. You shivered as there was pressure and then none. You looked over your shoulder to catch Mick spitting on his cock, getting it wet for you. He blew a kiss to you as he moved back into your space, guiding his length to your entrance.

Your eyes slipped shut as a muffled groan echoed in your tightly shut mouth. It felt heavenly to be spread by him. You weren't prepared at all, just wet, and it made for a heavenly, tight glide. The second Mick's pelvis pressed to your ass, he took off. Sharply thrusting, he buried himself in you over and over. Your eyes rolled back as he continued to fill your cunt, the slick sound of your coupling making your tits ache in your sports bra.

Then you both heard it.

Voices.

Mick pressed you closer to the rock and buried himself in you completely, the root of his cock stretching your entrance as you both froze to listen. They were far enough away to hear, but not close enough to make out what they were saying.

You weren't sure what to suggest, but Mick ended up making the decision for you.

Sheathed completely inside of you, he began rutting into you. His cock barely slipped from you, his pelvis just pressed firmer and firmer, over and over against your ass as he chased your shared pleasure like an animal. The tight, sharp thrusts rabbited against your walls as you tightened up. His cock was so big, so hard, the delicious curve making sure you were perfectly molded to him as he filled you with all of him.

The sounds of people getting closer and closer only made you hotter.

You shifted your hips forward a bit and almost yelped at the feeling. His cock brushed up against your g spot, the inner soft spot almost perfect aligned with where your clit was outside your cunt. The perfect press of it pushed you over the edge. You came with Mick's hand pressed over your mouth.

When he finally released you, you almost fell to the ground as his cock was pulled from your depths. You looked over your shoulder as he came, his cock in hand as his cum shot on to the ground.

You both panted and held eye contact as you came down, until you heard a branch snap.

That broke the post orgasm bliss as you both shoved your clothes in the right direction before quickly venturing out from the rocky terrain, just to come face to face with two men.

"Can you climb that?" One of them asked you.

"Oh yeah," you nodded as Mick threw his arm around your shoulders, "bit of a work out but worth it."

You grinned as Mick secretly pinched your side.