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aztecbrujeria · 5 months
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His ass bounced off your hips, the recoil making it jiggle just right, the sounds of lube making that “squelch” echo. The way his hard dick and heavy sack slap against his lower belly while you reach around, resting your weight on his back, and stroke his slick shaft from base to tip. You watched his shoulders tense and his ass suck your silicone toy deeper inside.
The way every vein pulsed inside your too small hand while you twisted around his tip made your own pussy clench around nothing. You heard him whimper and moan like a bitch in heat before straightening up and pulling up a knee to really put your hips into it.
Gods the way he’s wrecked, drool spilling down his chin, tears streaming down his cheeks as you circle your hips and really thrust deep inside his gooey, stretched out hole…he looked so pretty wrecked and messy from the lube and false cum you filled his guts up with…
Itto, True form Sukuna, Toji, Choso, Kenjaku, Kaveh, Wriothesley, König, Bokuto, Keiji, Kuroo, Tendou, Atsumu, Osamu, Link, Cloud, L, Izuku, Shinso, Tighnari
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chaoticmagister · 1 year
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A Little Wiggle and a Smack
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inklore · 1 year
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namor
eheheh
no but this is giving me the first time dbf!namor touches you, like the first time he finally has you naked and against his palms, chest, body, and how he wants to take his time memorizing every single hitch of your breath and tremble of your legs 😩
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the sound of the wetness gathered against your cunt makes your cheeks burn hot. makes your teeth dig into your bottom at the how soaked you are for him and all he’s done his explore your body—his hands the only things that have touched you, given you pleasure.
his eyes staring at your face, every reaction you have of his knuckle pressing against your clit: your legs trembling and fingers digging harder into the sheets. the way your walls grip his fingers when he pushes two inside of you, the moan you let out loud sounding more like a cry.
and when he keeps a pace—slow and letting his fingers slightly curl inside of you—you think you might pass out. think you might lose your voice from how much noise your making. a slight sting followed by a bite comes to one of your ass cheeks, making you rut yourself against his hand. fucking yourself back on his fingers.
“are you always like this? soaked, needy,” he grunts against your skin, “bet you sound so pretty when you come.”
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justpearl-222 · 4 days
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wanna see this fr? 👀
@elijohns999
his 🔗
mine 🌶️
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prettylightsbigcity · 11 months
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Masquerade
Me? Posting a birthday gift fic when it's actually still @stardustasincocaine's birthday in some timezones? ✨it's more likely than you'd think✨
I have emerged from the depths to present to you this absolutely plot-less smut (minors, begone!), because it's Tessa's birthday and they deserve it. Simon and Baz go to a masquerade ball, which is honestly not that important because the more important thing that happens is they bone. A lot. Preview below, or just jump to ao3 to read the whole thing!
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Simon
“Baz, I look ridiculous.”
“No you don’t,” Baz’s voice carries down the hallway from our bedroom, where I’m certain that he looks like the farthest thing from ridiculous. 
“You haven’t even seen me,” I grumble. 
He hears me; of course he does, even through the door of the bathroom. 
“Why don’t you show me, then?”
I sigh, taking one last look at myself in the mirror and squaring my shoulders before I turn to the door. Baz is waiting for me in the living room, looking every bit as gorgeous as I suspected, the twat. He’s got his hair pulled back and fastened with a black ribbon low against his neck. His outfit is made of some kind of shiny, deep blue fabric, and is tailored to fit closely to his shoulders and chest, tapering in at his narrow waist. His– trousers? I think? –stop just above his knee, and he’s wearing tall white socks beneath them. He hasn’t put his shoes on yet, and something about his stockinged feet is so cute it’s making me mental. Anyone else would look like a complete tit in this get up, but for Baz, it looks like he was born to wear it, like some storybook prince was brought to life and is inexplicably sitting on the arm of our sofa.
“You look like a prince,” I complain, stepping up to stand between his feet. 
I watch Baz’s eyes run down my body, from the crown perched above my ears to the loose billowy shirt and leather straps crisscrossing my chest, and the frankly too tight leather trousers disappearing into my tall boots. My wings are out, and they twitch nervously as he observes me. Baz reaches out and finds my tail, wrapping it securely around his wrist as he stands up and tugs me closer with his other hand. 
“And you look like a dragon king,” he replies, leaning in to kiss me quickly, just once, before pulling away.
I groan.
“Are you sure I don’t look like an idiot?” 
Baz tilts his head to catch my gaze and waits until I meet his eyes.
“Very sure, Snow.”
He kisses me again, and my hands slide up over his shoulders, pulling him in closer. A car horn blasts outside. Baz sighs, and we both look to the window as it blares again. I move first, detangling myself from Baz and crossing the room to open the window and lean out. Penny and Shep’s car is pulled up in front of our building, double parked and definitely blocking the road. I can see Pen gesturing through the windshield: hurry up! I wave at them both and pull my head back in, closing the window again. 
“We’d better go.”
Baz sighs more dramatically as he turns towards the door. 
“We could have taken a taxi,” he says pointedly, bending down to put on his shoes. 
“Not with these,” I argue, jerking my thumb over my shoulder at my exposed wings and tail. 
Baz frowns.
“We’re clearly going to a fancy dress party, Snow, no one would have questioned it. And I could make them forget even if they did.”
I grab his long, black coat from the hook and hold it out for him, trying not to smile.
“As sexy as it is when you threaten to alter the memory of random civilians, babe,” I start, and Baz snorts, “I think carpooling with Penny and Shep makes slightly more sense.” 
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Read the rest on ao3!
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lilylotus · 2 years
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Taking a lot of pics lately that I unfortunately can’t post on my other social media. But you CAN find them here 💜
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yagi-arts · 1 year
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Full ver available on twitter :)
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aztecbrujeria · 5 months
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FTM/intersex love…
Can we please PLEASE PLEAAASEEE talk about kissing the top scars so lovingly, tracing them with your tongue, and worshipping their hard earned body. While feeling your lovers juicy throbbing Tdick grind against your own searingly aching, sopping cunt…
Vash, Izuku, Bakugo, Adrian Tepes, Kaeya, Xiao, Link, Asmodeus, Baizhu, Sephiroth, Neuvillette, Kunikida
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chaoticmagister · 10 months
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Is this seat taken?
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prettylightsbigcity · 2 years
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*rolls up after not posting anything in 2 months with starbucks* oh hey y'all. I went on a chaotic summer trip (and saw @foolofabookwyrm-activated @krisrix @tea-brigade AND @mostlymaudlin and it was THE BEST) and then I came home and uhhhh fell into a deep dark depression oop. aNyWaYs I am actually going to finish my wips (both published and unpublished) by the end of this year (maybe) so here's a lil peek at the next chapter of my COBB fic To Pay the Price:
*** Baz I push down the panic and force myself to step closer to the mirror, angling my head to one side so I can see more clearly. The wound doesn’t appear to be healing at all, which is unheard of for me. With my vampire physiology, bruises usually melt away and my skin knits itself back together in record time. Usually when I’m injured, I can barely see it the next day; even the deepest scars fade in just a few short months. I close my eyes and try to remember the vampire who bit me— mousy brown hair, a sallow face— nothing out of the ordinary. He must have been something other than a regular vampire, though, something more.
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A LOT of lovely folks have been tagging me even though I've been *a ghost* for ages, so a huge thanks to @tea-brigade @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @stardustasincocaine @aristocratic-otter @palimpsessed @takitalks @ @ @ @ivelovedhimthroughworse @martsonmars and @ionlydrinkhotwater for the tags (and I've almost certainly missed some folks too). You're all mad talented and your tags made me smile <3 Consider this a little tag back for Wednesday since it's late in other time zones lol or just a hello and a hug :)
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There is definitely interest! Bring sexy back
You got it! I'll be back with some new content by the end of the week. Hit the DM for the link!
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