#push the rb button

[squuote]

something that feels particularly notable is how much the game itself pushes the player to continue, whether or not that aligns with the narrator’s desires. That there is no real consequence by not playing an ending except for denying yourself of seeing the outcome of that choice. Which in itself is the very nature of continuing to push the wheel. Choices lead to actions that lead to player interaction. And even in scenarios like the zending, where the narrator desperately does not want us to move forward, the game provides a way for us to do so anyway. The way that the game will always provide a choice no matter the moral ramifications. But whether or not you choose to take that option will always be the choice you bear.

[boyfhee]

ꢾ꣒⠀ ────────── 𝓐𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 ❜

𝗢𝗥 ｡ ｡ ｡ 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇' 𝗎𝗉, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

엔하이픈ㅤ｡⠀( 189O ) ㅤ&ㅤbf enha, est. relationship ㅤ 𖥔 kissing, petnames ㅤ／ ㅤ( MAGAZINE )

ㅤ ꒰⁠ ⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠ ꒱ㅤ..ㅤthanks to junibee for helping with wonie's :D happy reading !

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HEESEUNG

he has been staring at you for a while now— arms crossed over his chest, his tall frame leaning against the doorway. pretty can't even describe you right now. the way you slip up that off shoulder dress over your body before tying your hair up makes him want to throw all the reasoning out of the window.

“let me,” he offers to pull the zip up, walking behind you before you could even respond. he's biting the inside of his cheeks to keep himself grounded, although it doesn't help much when all he wants to do is worship your bare neck and shoulders with his lips. he slowly pushes your hair aside before taking the zipper and pulling it up. the other hand rests on your waist while his fingers gently brush against the soft skin of your back— he bites back a smirk when you shiver.

he's going to have a hard time keeping his hands off you at the party tonight.

JONGSEONG

he knows exactly what he put himself into when he said he would help you pick a lipstick for your outing with a friend. you're putting it on so meticulously, making a nice blend of two different shades while saying something in between— your words fall deaf to his ears anyway.

honestly, he was already spiraling, looking at your pretty lips that taste so sweet. then you put on your lip gloss, giving them a nice, plump & shiny touch; and all his restraints fall loose. while you're waiting for him to give his opinion, a defeated sigh falls off his lips as he pulls you into a deep, messy kiss.

“i couldn't control myself,” he whispers, and your lipstick is smudged, his lips adorning a pretty shade of lipstick that mirrors yours. he wipes the gloss over your lower lip with his thumb, he can't promise he won't do this again.

JAEYUN

“you look so sexy,” you're interrupted by your boyfriend's arms sneaking their way around your waist. he knows better than doing that while you're doing your eyeliner, but he doesn't really care. you're wearing that dress he likes and it's clinging to every curve and contour of your body just the way he likes.

your brows are furrowed in annoyance, a lousy attempt at getting out of his arms. it doesn't faze him when you're scolding him with your pretty voice and that pretty face with those pretty eyes. it only leads to him nuzzling his face in your neck, trailing kisses down the column of your throat, down to your collarbones and bare shoulders.

your dinner reservations would have to wait.

SUNGHOON

a whiff of your perfume mingles in the warm air of your bedroom, and sunghoon suddenly pauses in between buttoning up his shirt.

he thanks whatever deity is on his side right now because you look like a goddess— all dolled up in a pink satin dress that gathers around your waist when you tie it behind, with jewelry around your neck and your lips looking so inviting; he is barely holding onto his sanity.

and when you walk up to him, giving him a little twirl with the prettiest, most innocent smile while the scent of your perfume is intoxicating his senses, he can't help but back you up against the nearest wall. “can't wait to get his pretty dress off you tonight, angel,”

SUNOO

sunoo's mouth goes dry at the sight of you in front of the bathroom mirror in your hotel suite. and it's not like you don't notice him standing him, he just doesn't respond to you and continues staring at you like a madman.

and how could he not when you look so angelic— he notices your new blush palette on the counter, the way you lean a little forward to put it on your cheeks, the little pout as you try to choose a lipstick— sunoo practically tunnel visions on your lips, imagining them against his.

his eyes travel further down, breath hitching at the sight of your bare thighs just below the hem of your dress and it makes him gulp, struggling to compose himself.

JUNGWON

he pauses comically as soon as he steps out of the shower and his eyes land on your figure. jaw? dropped. mind? blown. his lingering gaze follows your movements as you slip the dainty chain around your neck, checking yourself in the mirror. you put on your earrings with an elegant ease and his heart skips a beat when you tuck a few strands of hair behind your ears to get a better look at yourself.

“like what you see?” your words pull him back into reality, a slightest hint of pink creeping up his cheeks and ears. you've barely done anything and he's already a stuttering mess.

he's already going insane as you step closer to plant a soft kiss on his cheek, telling him to get ready with the sweetest smile; the subtle hint of your perfume electrifying all his senses— suddenly, staying in for the night seems like a better option.

NI-KI

he has been trying to play it off for fifteen minutes now, to act as if he hasn't been shamelessly staring at you while waiting for you to get ready. he has been trying to focus on the phone in his hand, it's not his fault you look so gorgeous that he wants to cancel the movie plans and kiss you for an hour straight.

and riki doesn't understand how you manage to get prettier everyday. you're putting on your eyeshadow— your wandering gaze finds its way to him and he's a goner, looking away and muttering under his breath. “hurry up,”

he says, but he definitely means you should take your time dolling up while he sits and admires you longingly. he notices the way your hair frames your face and falls over your shoulders, your lips that reflect off the light in the room, skirt that makes you look like a real doll. the movie is far out of the question, for now he's more worried about others checking out his girl.

[mg-xcitement]

i was inspired by my last rb.

[astradyke]

Phil Lester, the romantic you are. (or, some of my favorite "Phil loving Dan" moments in the last few years ft. actual timestamps, since i'm not artsy enough for web-weaves yet)

❧ "Thanks Dan-" "Thank you... for tolerating my presence." "-for treating us with your presence." (What Dan and Phil Text Each Other 2, 20:50)

❧ The cooing at Dan's outfit at The International Academy of Digital Arts and Sciences Award event, including putting a hand over his heart. (ROASTING DAN'S 'FASHION', 11:11)

❧ The edited segment at the end of this video in which Phil does an additional promotion of Dan's book; "I've just seen how happy he's been since he's found all this stuff out..." (I TRY TO GIVE DAN A HAIRCUT!!, 19:10)

❧ "Oh look, we're together!" (Dan and Phil Chained Together, 12:40) -- volume warning for this one.

❧ Every time during this video in which Phil expresses excitement that his character is with Dan's again, or stress that him and Dan will be separated (Dan and Phil are Getting Divorced - It Takes Two #1, non-exhaustive list of timestamps 17:50, 22:20)

❧ “Here’s where that’s fine. I would shape-shift into you, you would shape-shift into me… no, we know each other so well, it wouldn’t be that different." (Phil Pushes Dan's Button for 18 Minutes, 10:47)

"op you forgot-" a lot of these are just recent clips i've mentioned in the past since i was asked to give time-stamps, but please add more in notes! i know most folks know these but in case anyone doesn't :3 (honorary mention both mukbangs & every baking video)

BONUS: my personal "roman empire", AKA a selection of pictures Phil's taken of Dan that I think are particularly loud -- warning in advance these do not have IDs but when i get a chance i can add them into an RB! all under cut <3

EXTRA BONUS: i made a post compiling some of my favorite pictures of Phil wearing the "We're All Doomed" merch hat because this is something i think about a lot too. these have IDs! my actual post isn't important i just didn't want to recopy over the pictures.

phil lester loving via photography in a very non-exhaustive list because it's not like this has been his birthday tradition or anything... i hate romance. <3

[tyangdoll]

hanbin was so sexy on his birthday live 😣😣 .. imagine riling him up just so he'll bend you over and spank you till you can't do anything but cry and beg

he looked so daddy, good lord…

hanbin being fed up of your brattiness, bending you over the kitchen counter, your cheek pressing against the surface. “been such a brat, all fucking day,” he whispered lowly in your ear, delivering a sharp smack to your ass through your dress. “always pushing my buttons on purpose, huh?” he hiked up your dress, exposing your bare cheeks to the cool air. “such a pretty ass, darling,” he groaned, kneading the flesh before delivering another stinging slap, “what a shame it’s being punished…” each spank had you yelping, the sound filling the kitchen. “gonna count them, slut?”

you shook your head in defiance, his hand coming down even harder on your ass. “nuh uh, you don’t get to disobey me after riling me up so much today,” he tutted, his free hand forcing your face down further against the counter. he delivered more spanks rapidly, the sound echoing loudly through the room. “keep refusing and i’ll make sure you can’t walk for days…” as he continued going harder on you, tears started to stream down your face, hanbin laughing sadistically. “p-please, no more…” you weakly begged, your voice slightly muffled by the loud spanks. “then count, yeah? stop being a brat and just be the good girl you’re meant to be…”

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pls comment/rb/send asks with feedback!! this rlly encourages me ♡

[pa-stella]

@7000f1

Inktober day 9: Goth Witch

[hmhas-00]

Ch. 22

Hit Me Hard & Soft

A/N- • 18+ !!! sex, nudity, etc. • Hi lovelies! I love interacting with y’all sm. I appreciate all the love! Please like and rb!

Billie’s POV

I closed the door behind me, holding onto the knob as I leaned my back against it. Ellie sat at the edgeof her bed, taking off her shoes, her hair cascading down with her glance.

Her room is adorned with purple fairy lights reflecting off white plain walls, and all her furniture is white too. Her comforter is gray, with a fuzzy white blanket draped over the foot of the bed, and shelves full of books as placeholder for a headboard.

“Sorry, I figured she’d be asleep by now since it’s so late.” She stood up, walking towards me with her shoes in her hand.

“No, it’s all good, I don’t mind.” I shook my head, looking down as she carefully dropped her shoes down at our feet and kicked them to the side, our bodies a few inches away

She brought my glance up to meet hers, “Your eyes, holy fuck.”

I laughed, “Shut up.” I couldn’t help my stare, noticing her lips slightly curl up into a smile. “Your… everything.” I laughed again.

God I want to rip all her clothes off. Respectfully.

I pushed her hair behind her ear, almost out of habit. Old habits I don’t want to think about tonight. Remy has more ear piercings, I thought. I need to stop thinking.

“You want anything to dri-“

My lips crashed into hers, interrupting whatever the hell she was going to ask me. She kissed back, electricity running through us, without unnecessary, prolonged build up or small talk. I pulled her close, loving the way she felt against me.

My back relied heavily on the door behind me, hoping we wouldn’t fall through. I rested my hands on her hips, weaving my fingers through her belt loops, pulling them towards me.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and walked us backwards. I trusted her lead, plopping down on top of her. Her long lashes batted at me as I hovered over her, looking for permission to continue. She smiled, her tongue gliding over her pouty lips. I took that as a yes.

I kiss her again, this time gently biting her bottom lip. She pulled on the fabric of my sweatshirt, taking it off in one swift motion, making me wish I didn’t have a t-shirt on under. Just two more layers, I thought.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, sliding her hands under my shirt and undoing my bra, causing the straps to fall down my shoulders.

Barely breaking our kiss, I take off her top, thankful it’s her only layer. With one hand, I quickly deal with the zipper, unbuttoning her as she kicked off her bottoms. I could feel the warmth of her skin under that lacy underwear.

I trail my lips and tongue down her neck, hearing her catch her breath above my head. I spend some time soothing the goosebumps around her breasts as my breath hit her skin. I take a second to look up, her lips slightly parted, and her glance locked in on me. She watched my tongue trace a path down to her belly button without breaking eye contact.

She lets out soft noises as I begin to kiss the soft skin above her panty line, her back arching ever so softly as my fingers curl under the lacy hem. I spread her legs and crawl downward, my lips leaving wet kisses over her hip bone, over the fabric, and down to her inner thigh. I take my fingertips and trace them up and down her folds, gently applying some pressure over them.

I want to feel her on my fingers so badly. I want to taste her even more.

I start to pull the lacy material to the side, but before I can even touch, her strength catches me off guard, pulling me up towards her, and turning us over so that she’s on top.

She sits on my hips, grinding hers side to side, smirking down at me.

“I feel… overdressed.” I joke. Stealing a slight laugh from that pretty mouth

My hands rubbed up and down her thighs as they straddled me. I rested my head on a soft pillow, looking up at her bare chest. Her body taunted me, made me feel impatient and needy.

I brought my fingertips back to the lacy material, pulling it to the side, successfully this time. I brought my other hand up to my face, sticking two fingers in my mouth. Her hips continued to grind, causing friction against me, and a moan to escape my lips.

I brought my fingers, coated in saliva, to her swollen pussy, and began to rub her clit in circular motions with my thumb.

Her raspy voice turned me on so bad. Her moans increased as I slid my middle and ring finger inside her, slowly curling them towards me. I looked up at her, noticing the pleasure on her expressions. Her closed eyes and furrowed brows were very telling.

She bounces up and down slightly, riding my fingers and playing with her nipples softly. The sound coming out of her mouth made me wish I had taken her to my place instead, so I could get my strap out of my drawer. The things I’d do to her at my house…

I want to devour her whole.

“Can I taste you?” I ask, pleading to get back on top of her. I take my fingers and put them back in my mouth, sucking on them before I put them back in her

Suddenly, she takes my shirt off, pulling my previously undone bra off too, and tossing them both on her floor. She looked down at my exposed upper half, admiring her work, and glanced down at my jeans, still intact.

“Hmm.” She lifts a brow as I put a strand of hair behind her ear again.

I have got to stop doing that.

She lifts her hips again, resting on her knees, still straddling me, as she undoes the belt holding up my giant, wide legged jeans. I bit my lip in anticipation, watching her hands work.

She lowered herself back on me, kissing me hard, studying the contours of my mouth with her tongue.

Her hair draped over my face as she made her way to my neck and collarbone. I took in the strong scent of sweet vanilla.

Warm, sugary, vanilla.

Fucking vanilla.

Quickly, my heart stopped and my brain began to throb.

Her hair smelled like fresh cucumber and pear, with base notes of fresh floral blossoms. It always smelled so good, even when we were sweaty mouth breathers, inches away from each other’s faces.

“Who’s the girl!” Remy quickly turned to lay on her tummy, kicking her feet in the air.

“No one you know.” I stared at the ceiling, my heart rate not as normal as hers yet.

The bottle of shampoo I dropped earlier in the morning flashed like a vivid memory. A memory I could almost smell.

But not anymore, not with the sweet, amber vanilla aroma surrounding me.

Ellie had trailed her mouth down to my v-line, and I couldn’t even think. I wasn’t here anymore, I was somewhere else.

I tried not to shut down, but it was already too late.

On impulse, my body shot up, sitting and scooting backwards, away from her.

Ellie’s eyes were wide open, perplexed and maybe even a little startled.

I caught my breath as best I could, looking for something to cover myself up with.

“Oh my god, Billie, are you alright?” She sat up, gently placing a hand on my arm. Her eyes darted back and forth between mine.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m so sorry. I just-“

“No, I’m sorry! Did- Did I hurt you?” She furrowed her brows, worry taking over her entire body.

“No! You didn’t do anything! I’m just- I had- I’m sorry, I gotta go.” I stood up and began to look for my clothes on the floor, the purple light making it difficult to differentiate between mine and her top.

She watched me get dressed frantically, covering herself with the fuzzy blanket at the foot of her bed.

“If I did anything you didn’t like-“ Her voice was soft, concerned and confused.

“Ellie, it wasn’t anything you did, I promise.” I threw my hoodie on, not bothering to find my t-shirt on the floor.

Guilt started to set in. I walked over to her, noticing her facial features all starting to show more of a resemblance to Remy than ever before. I closed my eyes, running a hand through my hair. My face became hot and I felt like crying.

Because she isn’t Remy. Not at all. She smells nothing like her. She sounds nothing like what I think she would sound like.

“Are you sure-“

“Please. Don’t feel like you did anything wrong. I’m not in the right mindset. I shouldn’t have-“

“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I’m just…”

I bend over to pick up the long lost t-shirt and hand it to her. “Here.”

She nods, giving me a tiny smile.

“I have to go. I’ll see you later, okay?” I walked out, walking down the hall while reaching in my back pocket for my phone.

“Good morning!” Trinady laughs from the living room couch.

I fake a smile, waving goodbye at her and unlocking my phone. “Nice to meet you, uh-“

“Trinady… or Trin. Fuck it, call me T-dawg.”

“T-dawg. See you around!” I leave the apartment, getting in my car as fast as I can and turning it on.

5:56, the time read.

Holy fucking shit, I need to get a grip.

[pa-stella]

Sorry, su! I forgot to post mine 😫

I write for a lot of fandoms… currently hypmic and enstars. I tag anyone who wants to do it ✨

thanks for the tag bae @yenqa @misoxhappy

tagging (no pressure)- @hysgf @kazmura @seungiepup @str0l0gy @lonelystudio @whoschr @heetoldme @staryyeon +anyone who'd like to join

[skipppppy]

Also if you did pick one of the first options, show me your sleeping buddies!! I love seeing people’s favourite stuffies it makes my heart so happy :)

[ants-personal]

i craveee to hear thoughts on randy and his relationship with pain & pleasure from benson!!! when u rb my posts ur thoughts are just 😵‍💫 i need more!

Who me!?

LOL But sure I can share some of my thoughts about them in general but if theres something specific let me know 😅

Basically it comes down to shame guilt and then a little bit of rebellion on randys part

The rational side of him knows he shouldnt feel this way for anyone but especially benson who is angry violent and mentally unwell.

But after being treated like glass his whole life like a bomb waiting to go off he cant help but love how benson treats him as anything but punches and chokes him cause he knows randy can take it that he wants to take it slaps him around and calls him horrible names and all randy can do is pant against and whine against whatever surfaces hes pressed into cause maybe he is this gross weak horrible person but benson seem to see it and wants him still

And then also randy is sorta a rude little boy when he wants to i mean they guy just killed 3 people in front of him and he still glares and gives some sass back and it wouldn't stop after especially after being around benson long enough hed push buttons knowing it will make benson slap him hard enough to bust his lip again. He isnt scared benson would kill him anymore but more benson leaving him cause he deems him fixed or ge gets bored 😐 and sure that probably isnt healthy but when has he really been wjfksklw

[halovians]

࿐ ♡ ˚ . 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞! — 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆. ˒ ⊹

syn. bladie brainrot. he is the only man ever. pair. blade x f!reader cw. biting / fem reader / p in v / exhibitionism (?) (they bone in an empty alley) / just a lil thirst i'm so very normal and sane about bladie note. blade my beloved. hes in my brain always. i meant to stay under 300 words but then it got a little bit out of hand—regardless, i hope u enjoy ♡. i love blade RAHHHHHHH

MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI. NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

blade is not gentle in the way he loves you.

he's rough around the edges, and perhaps a little too possessive for his own good. he likes to press your buttons, rile you up and push you until you break. it drives you mad.

you still can’t help but be drawn to him, though; his aloof manner is alluring and the glint in his eyes is dangerous. and oh, watching him in battle—the flex of his biceps, the almost graceful way in which he brutally takes his enemy down—you think find yourself entranced.

and when it’s all said and done, blade still has so much pent up energy left. it’s almost like clockwork: he takes down his final enemy and then is whisking you away once the other stellaron hunters take over the scene. you can see kafka and silverwolf share a knowing glance and your face grows warm in embarrassment.

blade was insatiable.

the moment he gets you alone he’s already mouthing at the sensitive skin of your neck, canines pressing against the flesh almost like a warning—a reminder that he could so very easily pierce with them—and you find yourself thinking that you wouldn’t even mind.

his tongue laves up your jugular, drawing a sweet moan from your lips as he sucks a hickey right on your pulse point. blade knows exactly what gets you going and he does not intend to waste a single second.

a breathy sigh of your name against your neck, rough hands trailing down your sides to stop at your hips and give them a squeeze, blade wants to devour you. he slides a hand under the fabric of your skirt, pushing your panties to the side to expertly rub circles on your sensitive clit. he drinks in the moans you let out in a kiss, a heated exchange that melts your core and sends shivers down your spine.

"blade," you whine. "more.. need more."

he hums, crimson eyes glinting in the darkness of the alleyway as he turns you around, pressing you against the cold wall. it wasn't uncommon to have blade take you wherever and whenever he wanted, especially when he grows pent up—like he was now.

you hear rustling, and in seconds you feel the fat head of his cock prodding at your soaked cunt. your lips fall open in a quiet gasp as you feel him stretch you out, the familiar ache of him splitting you open a welcome one. you hear him let out a harsh sigh behind you, his lips attaching to your neck once again.

and there he takes you. his thrusts are harsh and his grip on your hips is bruising, but you wouldn't have it any other way. he leaves dark bruises along your neck and collar, marks of his possession over you that the sight of alone sends him into a frenzy.

blade is not a gentle lover. but he is an attentive one—he doesn't stop until you're crying from the pleasure, making sure he and he alone is the only thing on your pretty little cock drunk mind.

please don't repost on other platforms. rbs and comments are super appreciated ♡ !!

[pa-stella]

I don’t tag anyone because I’m shy 😭

NEW PICREW CHAIN!!!! link

tagging: @burnmyself @in-a-slanted-outhouse @bizarrelittlemew @not-nervous-jester @brightstrangeworld @artgirlfunkel @chocolatepot @blakbonnet @pastelmochas and anyone else who wants!

[submissivefeminist]

Adjectives that really push my buttons:

💖 Good™ 💖 Needy 💖 Breedable 💖 Compliant 💖 Pliable 💖 Blank 💖 Mindless 💖 Obedient 💖 Insatiable

List inspired by @sex-obsessed-lesbian. I wanted to give this slightly more thought than my rb & compile a little reference for myself.

[lycanlupins]

┌─ “ „ EYES LIKE SKY ─┐

Roy Harper x F!Reader - Chapter 1

Cam Girl Au! [+18]

Sex toys, D&S elements, controlled orgasm, pet names

AN: im kinda back?? idk im trying this out because i really like writing again 🥹 lmk if y’all like this!! remember to like + rb + leave a comment if you enjoyed it!! Anyways, enjoy Chapter 1!!

You heard a familiar ping come from your laptop, a sign that everything was up and working on your end.

“Great…” you sigh and roll your eyes, “Time for another show.” You’re a cam girl, and a pretty successful one at that, but it never failed to make you rethink your career path when you logged in at the same time every night like clockwork. You didn’t have a specialty so to speak but you did have a specific clientele, so you did what you do best; angle your camera, adjust your lingerie and press the glaring red go live button to start your show.

[r0binhood]: how’s our favorite girl?

[seraphicsiren]: tired, been pretty low energy lately but i’m ready to please as always!

Your number one fan, r0binhood, was finally there and that meant you’d be taking home at least $100 that night.

[r0binhood]: good, hopefully that means you have all of your toys charged ;)

Gag. He was probably some creep in his 50’s, rubbing one out on his wrinkly cock while you talk him through it but fuck it, his money was a nice cushion while you got back on your feet at the new apartment you were renting.

“Hi boys, let’s start shall we?” You purred, pushing the straps of your nightgown down ever so slowly just to tease your viewers. Suddenly you hear a familiar notification, your first tip of the night. A few tokens here and there from desperate men trying to get your attention but you knew better. You knew if you wanted the real money, you would wait for him.

r0binhood has sent you 50 tokens.

There it is. You push down your nightgown, exposing the lacey bra underneath, a slew of tips flooding your notifications once more. They never got to see your face, it was your one rule, and it kept the mystery alive for them. You won’t have a breach of privacy and they can imagine you look like their wildest, wettest dreams.

[r0binhood]: private show?

[seraphicsiren]: you know the rules, private shows are 500 an hour.

He wouldn’t, you knew better than to expect a man to buy that sort of time on one of your shows. Sure, you may make a few hundred per show along with your other forms of income but a private show? In your dreams. You were asking $25 an hour for your time, it wasn’t much but most men would tune out then and there.

r0binhood bought a private show.

The screen went blank, no notifications to be had and then an empty chat popped up.

[r0binhood]: hi princess. just thought i’d spoil myself and see what you can do for me with the time we have here.

You were used to entertaining multiple men, and sometimes others, at the best of times on your streams. This was scary, this was something you were completely foreign to.

[seraphicsiren]: you have an hour of my time to tell me to do whatever it is you’d like. my attention is all on you.

Your hands were shaking, sweaty, and clammy at the thought of performing for one person. You had been intimate in the past, that wasn’t the issue, he was paying for you to please him this time. And while yes, you knew what he liked more or less, he was still someone completely stranger to you.

[r0binhood]: why don’t you start off with the bullet, don’t take anything off, just use the bullet on yourself.

You grabbed the compact vibrator from your nightstand, flipping the switch to the on position as it came to life with a whirring sound. Most often than not, you were in control of the speed and rhythm, but tonight he had tricks up his sleeve.

r0binhood redeemed 300 tokens for bullet control.

Shit. You begrudgingly sent the link for a 10 minute session on your vibrator.

[seraphicsiren]: use those 10 minutes wisely

[r0binhood]: i’ll only need 5

An immediate slow vibration started against your clit, sending a wave of pleasure through your nerves.

“Fuck…” you moan under your breath. Usually men like him would spend their 10 minutes of control on the highest setting, they never knew what you liked. They thought all women must like a high intensity session when it just felt boring to you, but you faked orgasm after orgasm when they were in control to make them feel better.

Not this time. No, this man knew what he was doing, he slowly upped the intensity until he heard that hitch in your breathing, the one that indicated that it must have felt good.

“Mmnh…that feels so good, christ…” you lolled your head back, rutting against the vibrator and a pillow under you for better friction. He must have noticed the way you were reacting because he immediately switched up the intensity for a split second to grab your attention.

[r0binhood]: needed your attention sweetheart, i want your eyes on me, i want to watch you come undone.

This man… he commanded his attention, and he commanded it well. Why was this man behind the screen making you feel horny for some god forsaken reason? Was it the dominance? The control he had over you at this moment? Fuck it, you didn’t care, it just felt so damn good.

Another minute passed before he grew bored of the intensity, turning it up a setting or two.

“Shit!” You squeaked, panting like a dog at the feeling between your legs. You were soaking, dripping all over your pretty red sheets and pillows, grinding down for some semblance of friction against your puffy, needy cunt.

Soon enough, the setting he was at was beginning to make you see stars. Babbling nonsense and a string of curses as you kept humping your pillow like a horny teen until—

“SHITSHITSHIT!” You felt that tight coil in your stomach pop, squirting all over your sheets and everything within a small distance of you. You wanted to collapse, you could feel your legs turn to jelly as you tried to crawl back to your laptop.

[seraphicsiren]: 5 minutes…left…

You knew he was chuckling behind his screen, because how the fuck did he get you to squirt on camera with just him in control.

[r0binhood]: i’ll let you be for tonight, here’s the rest of my tokens. i’ll be back tomorrow night if you’re online. see ya princess.

r0binhood tipped 1000 tokens.

Not long afterwards you ended your stream, too spent and shocked to continue for the night. You shut your laptop, cleaned your bed and made a beeline for your kitchen.

“How the fuck did he do that…” you racked your brain for the amount of times you had actually cum on stream. You could count the times on one hand and now make that two hands. You were still throbbing, rubbing your legs together while you washed some dishes in your sink. You never noticed the window in your kitchen was facing another occupied apartment until just now.

“Huh…wonder who lives there.” You watch the light from their tv flicker different colors. Suddenly you see movement, someone getting closer to the window. Holy fuck.

He looks directly at you, a smile wide on his face as he waves and opens his window. You were awestruck for a moment, he was gorgeous. Not in a model way but something different. He was rugged and manly but still somehow read as boyish. After a few moments you join him in opening your window, leaning out ever so slightly.

“Hi! I’m Roy, nice to see a friendly face across the way for once!” He shouted.

“I’m Y/N, I’m guessing this place was empty for a bit?”

“Yeah, this isn’t really the nicest building around but it's got charm! What do you say we meet for coffee sometime? I haven’t met anyone around my age in forever.”

“Yeah! How does tomorrow morning sound?”

He smiles a toothy grin. God he was cute, missing a tooth by his right canine and light ginger stubble littered his chin. He nodded while you were busy taking in every feature of his face and he chuckled.

“Hey, get some sleep, you look out of it.” He shook his head, still smiling from ear to ear. You couldn’t tell if you were throbbing from the mind numbing orgasm you had earlier or if his kind smile had your brain in a tizzy, either way you needed to take care of that feeling before bed. You finished up dishes in the kitchen, closed your window and headed straight for the cum soaked bed.

You were honestly too tired and too horny to care so you grabbed the nearest towel and dropped it on top of your sheets. You could worry about that in the morning, right now you needed sweet relief. And with your final spur of energy you grabbed your dildo and got right to work at the thought of that hot ginger across the hall.

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[pa-stella]

Thank you for the tag, tofi!!

Uhhhhhh I… I mean, it’s a cool song 🫣

New tag game.

The last song you listened to is your movie slowmo walk scene theme.

Tag 10 people.

@howlingday @pilot-boi @dicknouget @smh0217 @notmaplemable @true-king-of-monsters @proximio-5 @doomalade @rwby-encrusted-blog @sinqrowithascythe

[treezxu]

Fuck it poll because i have got to know what the people think

*this includes like. fistfighting and kicking. anythings on the table type fighting but not a fuckin. to the death type thing LMAO. Also this is assuming both of them are angry enough to fight in the first place, it doesnt matter over what tho

rb for higher sample size if u want but idrc abt that lol