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grimeysociety · 11 months

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if you're still taking prompts and feeling spicy, maybe uhhhh Ransom/Darcy with some form of choking involved? livin on that antagonism if you're feeling it

much obliged!!!!!!

Kinktober 2022 | Day 18: Darcy/Ransom Drysdale - Choking

Mascara is smeared under her huge eyes as she cranes her neck to glance up at him, whimpering.

“Two more?”

“You can do it,” he replies. “Because I’ll make you.”

#darcy lewis #darcy lewis x ransom drysdale #sweatershock #kinktober 2022 #prompts #that-wimpy-cowboy-doll

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that-wimpy-cowboy-doll · 3 years

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Welp...it’s happened. For the @darcylewisbingo mini challenge: “DOCTOR Lewis” and @ladiesofmarvelbingo Square A3: “Watching you beg on your knees.”

Title: there’s nothing like this type of view Creator: that-wimpy-cowboy-doll/Ellerigby13 Rating: E Pairing: Ransom Drysdale/Darcy Lewis Content Warning(s): Suicidal ideation Summary: “You don’t dance,” someone declared from behind her - Darcy jolted a little bit, hating being snuck up on. He was tall, with the smooth kind of haircut, the crisp kind of cologne, the pressed kind of khaki shorts that all these guys dabbled in. Unlike many of them, though, he was built like a brick shithouse, broad shoulders and chest straining his light blue button-down. The thing he seemed to wear the most comfortably, though, was the unabashed smirk playing across his undeniably handsome face.

I love and blame @grimeysociety and @stargazingfangirl18 for all of this.

#darcy lewis #ransom drysdale #sweatershock #smut #well...#this is what it is #frank ocean

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wheresarizona · 4 years

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Darcy Lewis x Ransom Drysdale

#darcy lewis #ransom drysdale #darcy/ransom #sweatershock #Wheresarizona gets creative

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snailsarecute · 4 years

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@emsondraeling just sent me this picture that perfectly encapsulates Darcy’s interactions with Ransom. 😂🤣😂

#sweatershock #darcy lewis x ransom drysdale

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grimeysociety · 2 years

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🎃 Kinktober 2022 - Day 9: Library

(Darcy/Ransom Drysdale, 716 words, un-beta'd) Read below or on ao3

“If anyone hears us, you’re dead meat.”

He whispers the threat by her ear and Darcy moans, knowing that he means she’ll be fired and he’ll only be told not to fuck in the library. She thinks of the help finding them, and prays she doesn’t have to hobble out of there unemployed. Though Ransom’s grandfather is a prolific author, Harlan’s personal library is a monument to American literature itself.

It’s a priviledge to be there, and instead of poring over first editions as she planned to, she’s pressed up against one of the shelves, her thighs wrapped around Ransom’s waist as she clings to dear life.

His cock fills her to the hilt, grinding her backside into the books behind her. She feels the graze of his teeth at her throat again, and she wonders how she’ll explain this all to a therapist one day. She hasn’t felt this turned on in a long time, if ever. She squeezes him in retaliation, earning a sharp bite to her skin. His thrusts are sharp and deep, the sounds of their bodies together wet and obscene.

He’s doing most of the work, not that Darcy hasn’t tried. He was the one to grab her, after introducing himself, interrupting her studies. However, she was the one to tear open the condom with her teeth and quickly roll it on him, Ransom’s fingers working her clit in the meantime.

He’s brutal, bruising her against the unyielding shelf behind her. He spears, grinds, holds her steady and uses her body. She’s a vessel for his pleasure, loving every punch of him into her, his hands gripping her ass to keep her upright. All she can feel is the drag of his cock, the way he reaches her edges and traps her there. She doesn’t know if he’s spoken for, if he’s been watching her long, or if he even knows her name.

“You like that?”

She whimpers, and he chuckles, biting her again. She can feel she’s close, and so can he, by the smug look on his face. She hates guys like him, usually. So arrogant and entitled, but it’s freeing, in a way. There’s no finding out later if he’s an asshole. He’s pretty upfront about it, it seems.

He gives it to her, no holding back. It’s a hard fuck, nothing more. She can feel herself being lost to it, the intensity of his strokes. She takes it all, then feels the sharp pleasure and pain of him pinching her clit, and she bites down on her lip. He pulls back to look her in the eye, and his are bright as they stare at one another. Bright and wicked.

“Filthy girl, you’re gonna make me come…”

His fingers move up from her clit and Darcy pushes back. He allows her the short space to angle her hips precisely where she needs him, setting him up for the shot. Her hand grips his shoulder and she rides, his eyes falling to where their bodies meet.

“Fuck…”

“Fuck,” she echoes, head falling back.

He takes her by surprise, one of his hands coming up to her throat, his thumb brushing the mark he left there. Then he wraps his fingers around her neck, tightening his grip. She can feel her head begin to throb from the pressure, the air being cut off. She can feel she’s about to explode, her cunt beginning to clench. Her vision whites as Ransom groans, and she’s gone, she’s truly melted away. The world is disappearing and she doesn’t breathe at all for another fifteen or so seconds, not until he finally lets her go, pinning her to the wall as he climaxes.

He twitches, keeps her there as they pant together. He pulls out with a grunt and Darcy hisses, knowing she’s going to be sore for a while. He places her back on the floor and she leans against the shelves, dazed.

She watches as he plucks the condom off and ties it, hiding it in his coat pocket. He pushes back his hair from his damp hairline, lifting a brow at her.

“Don’t tell me you’re some distant cousin of mine?”

“Jesus, now you ask me who I am?” she snaps, and he shrugs.

She begins to laugh despite herself.

#darcy lewis #darcy lewis x ransom drysdale #kinktober2022 #sweatershock

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grimeysociety · 3 years

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“I must confess,” Linda added, voice soft. “I always wished you’d catch Ransom’s eye.”

Darcy felt her insides twist. Her face had frozen, and she tried to remember how she was before all of this, when she thought Ransom hated her as much as everyone else.