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modx-reborn · 4 years ago

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ive been coerced to send a requesr , you little devil - grr

but we have too much wilbur and while i like the bursonas , we need more eret so gimme soft praise andnmaybe playkng wkth an oral fixation - nfjsnd - you know what i want - now m leaving beforei fluster myself more

Eheheheh, I know what you mean yes.

They had been pining you all day, little messages full of affection and love, praise and reminders that they loved you and that you would be needing your rest if you were to join them later on. A night full of play was planned, a welcome break from the chaos that had been consuming the sever as of late, just a little something to make sure you both were grounded and there was an understanding of their feelings for you.

So when night falls and your head is pressed to their chest, enjoying the feeling of one of their arms wrapped around you and the other carding through your hair, playing with the strands and enjoying the small noises you make as they lull you further and further into the comfort they have to offer. Almost fully melted into their embrace when they lift your face, pressing two of their fingers against your lips, asking for you to open and let them begin with the actual play of the night.

"That's it, open up for me. Such a good little thing, all relaxed and pretty in my arms, but look even better with my finger in your mouth, drooling over my fingers and looking so precious for me..."

Between the sweet murmurs and the feeling of their fingers pressed against your tongue, holding your mouth open and letting drool coat your chin there wasn't much left in your head beyond agreeing and awaiting the rest of the night. Oh, how you were happy to have waited, as soon their slick fingers were slipping from your mouth, swiftly replaced by a chaste kiss the was nothing but a distraction to get you sitting upright, perched on their thighs.

Their hands spread wide across your hips, fingers dipping up under your shirt to press against now heated skin, guiding you into a slow rocking motion, letting you wrap your arms around their neck and pull away. Tipping your head back, between pants and whines of their names were little begs for more than just the slow pace, more than the feeling of your clothed cores and being made to rut against them.

But the night was young, and Eret had plans.

Plans that revolved around having you boneless, head empty of anything but them, their touch, their name, everything that they were giving you. They needed you lost in the sound of their voice and pliant under their hands, so as much as your sweet whines were tempting there was a plan, and they were eager to follow it.

"Shh pretty little thing, you'll get what you want soon, just keep being so good for me and it will all make sense. Such a good baby for me aren't you? Will listen to what I say and be good for me, won't you? Can't imagine my pretty little one being bad, no, no they are so good for me..."

#a: rrcmqnticismm #c: eret #dsmp smut #k: oral fixation #k: praise #k: dry humping #mxad #anon response

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