#we love that for him but what if we did it again 😳🥴

[candycryptids]

Trying my hardest not to make a male au-ra and a half elezen boy....................

Oh my goddddd you’re so valid and I Feel It. I’m a terrible enabler. I say Do It but also I totally misread your ask the first time and thought you were wanting to make a Half Au’ra-Elezen and I was like 👁️👄👁️ (Shakes visibly)

👉👈 I’m still trying to hammer down anything about this elezen in my brain, it’s like. I’ve got ideas for both genders and/or character models so I’m >:0

[deanbrainrotwritings]

— A PROCLAMATION

SUMMARY : stanford era dean is a fuckable little sub and i like writing him that way forever. edging him here, actually

PAIRING : dean winchester x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : mallory (oc), daphne (oc)

WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw(18+), unprotected sex (we all know dean is safer that, but it’s ok for fiction), virgin!reader, oral sex, spanking dean, sub!dean, feeling all these emojis: 😖😮‍💨😭💀🤣😔🤭😩😧😆😫🥺😆😋😟😣😳🫣🫢🫡🫠😵‍💫🤤🥴🤧🤠🥹

WORD COUNT : 11k

A/N : title from close your eyes’ song. my beloved, breedable, stanfordera!dean. high school me was horny af, but for dean specifically, which is hilarious… i removed a character bc she contributed nothing to the plot LMAO xx

Dean chewed on his lip as he gazed at Y/N. She wasn’t even drinking, she never did, she was eyeing her best friend Daphne as she flirted with an attractive older man. Dean watched Y/N shake her head, an amused smile growing on her pretty lips when her glittering eyes suddenly found Dean’s and he nearly stopped breathing.

Her gaze was like a magnet and he was just a weak piece of metal, attracted to her only. Her adorable eyes, soft and warm like the blankets his mother used to buy him when he was a kid, made him warm all over, too. He melted like delicate chocolate in a hot mouth, and his face suddenly heated up.

She smiled at Dean and he gave her a little smile in return. Her cheeks were flushed and adorable, her lips a shade darker from her nervously chewing on them. Maybe what made it more difficult to be normal around her was the outfit Daphne made her wear. She was so hot. “What?” She asked, laughing shyly, she scooted closer to him and Dean tensed a little, watching her soft strands brush against the top of her shoulders.

The bar was a little loud, filled with chatter and balls clicking against each other from the pool table, laughter from people, and some old love song playing from the jukebox. It wasn’t Y/N’s favourite thing to do, it was definitely not where she’d want to be, he knew that.

He subconsciously moved his hand up and brushed her hair back slightly, fixing a unruly strand of her hair and her face softened at the action. Usually, Dean thought she was the cutest girl he’d laid his eyes on, but today she looked sexy. She was elegant and devastatingly beautiful, graceful in ways most hunters weren’t, Dean spent a lot of his free time admiring her or thinking about her.

“Sorry,” he murmured, freezing as his fingers brushed against her warm cheek.

“Do you think if I sit closer to you that guy over there will stop staring at me?” She asked suddenly, reaching out to touch his hand. Dean blinked at her small hand covering his, watched her tilt her head subtly to the side and he slowly let his gaze wander to where a man was sitting, glancing at her every once in a while as his friend talked to him.

Dean looked away quickly, jealousy burning in his chest even though Y/N was clearly uninterested. He moved closer to her, slinging his arm around her shoulders, and her smile widened as she gazed up at him. “This okay, sweetheart?” He asked, feeling his body heat up and electricity suddenly surrounded the air around them as the warm air of her laugh puffed over his neck and made him shiver. She nodded and looked away from him, choosing to play with the label on the bottle of beer he half-drank.

“I shouldn’t have let Daph talk me into wearing this outfit,” she told him quietly. Dean felt his gaze unintentionally fall to her cleavage, the green cropped shirt with lace along the neck and thin straps fit tightly around her torso, outlining her gentle curves. She looked gorgeous, her arms toned and smooth, her collarbones just barely visible to show she ate well, the column of her neck exposed and decorated by a simple gold chain with a little star.

“I think you look beautiful,” he found himself saying. She laughed again, then looked up at him and he smiled nervously as she shook her head. Suddenly everyone started to fade away, all he could see was her beautiful face, feel the warmth radiating from her small body like a little sun, smell the sweet aroma of the expensive perfume her mother bought her. It wafted up to his nose, combined with the delicious smell of honey and jasmine from her hair and skin and he wanted to moan, to lean down and taste her sweet skin.

“I look like all those girls you chase,” she joked. That hurt. His lips parted and he frowned down at her, disheartened. That’s what she thought of him? “Sorry,” she said immediately, staring at him with her eyebrows drawn together cutely, her way of being sincere. “You’re sweet and that was mean,” she chuckled.

Dean moved away a little and she looked at him anxiously, hoping she didn’t ruin his mood, but instead he removed the baby blue flannel he was wearing and placed it over her shoulders. His lean muscles flexed under the white t-shirt he wore and she could only stare at the little freckles on his arm before she smiled again, gazing into his green eyes.

“Thanks, D,” she murmured, putting her arms through the sleeves and smiled down at herself as she closed the front a little to hide her breasts again.

“Yeah, no problem.” He kissed her forehead and she adorably scrunched her nose at his affection, shy. She lifted her shoulder to press her nose against the soft material to find the pleasant smell of Dean’s body. Even Dean’s body heat remained on the shirt for a little and she shivered, then took his arm and returned it to rest around her shoulders.

Dean smiled down at her, feeling his entire body blush even more when she hummed in satisfaction. He dared to look over to where the guy was—who had been staring at Y/N—and he looked at Dean with an awkward, insecure smile on his face. Dean felt triumphant and looked back at Y/N who had peeled away the label from the bottle of beer he had abandoned.

Y/N’s phone buzzed on the table. Y/N stared at it indifferently, but when she looked at Daphne’s name light up on the screen, she grabbed it and opened the message. Dean tried reading what Daphne had messaged to Y/N, but he suddenly realised it was a text in Spanish and only knew the text was about him when he read his name in the middle of the sentence.

Dean watched her blush, and he raised a brow at her reaction curiously as she cleared her throat and closed her phone. “What did Daph say?” He played with her hair, turning slightly to look at her face more clearly.

“She… um, she just said she wasn’t drunk and that going to the guy’s place was entirely her decision.” Dean laughed a little and Y/N smiled at the sound. The air seemed to get thicker around them, and he squeezed her a little in his arms.

“What did she say about me?” He wondered, watching her as her brows went up slightly.

“Uh, just to stay with you ‘cause everyone is ugly,” she chuckled. Dean laughed again and Y/N’s bare knee brushed against his as she shifted next to him. Even over his jeans, he felt voltage travel from that small touch up to his cock and he stiffened, swallowing nervously when she immediately turned to look at him. “Everything okay, Dean?” She asked, not moving her knees away, so it felt like a constant current travelling all over his body and leaving him out of breath.

“Think you’ll be okay if I go to the bathroom for a bit?” He breathed out, starting to remove himself from her. She nervously looked to where the man was and caught his gaze. Dean grabbed her chin gently and forced her to look at him instead. “Don’t look at him, he’ll take it as an invitation,” he warned.

“Oh,” she replied quietly, her cheeks turning pink as Dean distractedly ran his thumb across her bottom lip. Nothing seemed to be getting better, Dean should’ve thought more clearly about his actions because now he was sure he was leaning in, and he couldn’t stop it. Not when her pink lips were parted in surprise and her warm eyes were now looking at his lips as well.

His lips finally touched her soft ones and he felt himself melt against her as her small hands moved to hold his face. The kiss was innocent, perfect, just his lips moulded perfectly between hers and he pulled away nervously. She blinked at him and licked her lips as if checking that the kiss had happened after all from how fleeting it was.

“Sorry, I’ll, uh, I’m gonna go now-” he moved his hand away from her chin and she dropped her hands from his face, frowning as he stared in slight surprise at the tent in his jeans.

“Don’t,” she insisted, her hand landing on his knee and he turned red, nearly flinching at the way the warmth of her touch seeped through his jeans. She looked down to see what he was looking at and blushed even more. “Oh,” she said again, and he felt himself get more embarrassed as he shifted uncomfortably.

“I’m really sorry,” he repeated, and as soon as the words left his mouth the entire front of her body was pressed against his as she kissed him again. He moaned softly in surprise, his hands finding her waist instinctively to hold her close as her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Let's get out of here,” she murmured against his lips. She sucked gently on his bottom lip and his breath hitched as he nodded thoughtlessly. He had no idea where his brain was when she grabbed her phone, his hand, then dragged him out of the noisy bar, into the cold air that knocked a little sense into him now that he was wearing only a t-shirt. “God… you’ve been driving me crazy, Dean.. for so long,” she muttered breathlessly as she walked to his car.

“I-I have?” Dean stuttered, watching her small body ahead of him covered in his big, baby blue flannel. She was so short, the top of her head was slightly under his shoulders and he found her endearing again.

“Yes,” she breathed out, stopping once they got to his car. Dean stared at her for a moment, the cold, evening air biting his cheeks and prickling his skin and she shivered, pulling his flannel closer around her body. “Your keys, D?” She asked and he blushed as he snapped out of his daydream.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered and started digging into his pocket where he always had his keys, causing her to laugh quietly, watching him fumble with the keys. Her laugh sounded teasing, a little mocking—prideful—and he shrunk a little as he unlocked the door and felt her cold hand slide up under the front of his shirt. “Shit,” he gasped, shivering as her cold fingers brushed against his nipple. His knees buckled slightly and he held himself with his hand on the roof of his sleek and sexy Impala.

“This okay, D?” She murmured, her other hand moving to unbuckle his belt. He looked around at the lonely, somewhat dark parking lot and then looked down at Y/N’s hand, watching her one hand expertly pull his belt off the buckle.

“You’re so hot,” he rasped, his cock twitching as if it were agreeing with his statement. She chuckled, bringing her other hand to his waist to hold him in place as she popped the button of his jeans without a struggle and carefully zipped it down. His hips involuntarily moved forward as she zipped down carefully and she bit her lip as she grinned at how responsive he was.

He squeezed his eyes shut as she sneaked her hand into his jeans, slowly rubbing at his erection over his boxers in up and down motions. He moaned softly, pressing his forehead against the cold, black metal of his car and she hummed softly when she got a feel of how big he was and pulled her hand out of his jeans.

He whined and she laughed again, pressing a soft kiss against his back. “Get in, pretty boy,” she smacked his ass and he chuckled, the mood becoming light, but still electrified with lust.

Before he could do anything, she started walking around the other side of his car. He watched her with wonder and adoration for a few moments, then came to his senses. He quickly got in and unlocked the door for her from inside, pulling it open just as she got there, greeting her with a playful smile that she returned, her eyes bright and mischievous as she admired his face.

“Thank you, sweetie,” she said flirtatiously. He closed his door and waited for her to close hers before he moved forward and kissed her again, deeper. She smiled against his lips, opening up when he shyly licked between her lips. “God, I’m so wet,” she moaned against his mouth. He pulled away immediately, staring at her with hunger as she licked her lips and rubbed her thighs together.

“Put your seatbelt on,” he told her, putting his own seatbelt on as he turned the Impala on and pulled out of the driveway. He was so relieved that their motel room was nearby, quickly getting out of his car and locking it as soon as she started to exit.

He was on her within seconds, his hands on her hips when he kissed her excitedly, forgetting about his jeans being open but not really caring as pressing himself this close to her hid anything from view. He felt her hands sneak into his back pockets and heard the quiet jingle of keys as he walked her backwards until she gently hit the door.

He didn’t want to move, but it was cold and he was not going to have sex out in the open with her. She deserved better than that and if he had the money, he’d be sleeping with her somewhere with much better ratings.

He pulled away from her lips, letting her turn around quickly to unlock the door and kissed her neck while holding onto her hips and letting her walk into the dark room. Whatever routine check he usually made before re-entering a room, suddenly didn’t register. He kicked the door behind him closed, locking it blindly and heard her throw the keys on the table before she turned the lights on.

He slid his hands up her stomach to her breasts, kneading them gently. She rested her back against his body, letting him touch her, his thumbs swiping gently against her nipples over her shirt. She hummed softly, arching her back as he circled her nipples with light touches, and then rubbed and pinched them gently again.

He liked the weight of them in his hands, the warmth that seeped through the flimsy material against his palm. He rutted against her ass, moaning quietly when he remembered he just needed to tug his jeans down to feel more friction. She moved away from him, panting and turning to face him, her cheeks flushed and adorable.

“You’re so hot, Dean,” she praised, licking her lips as she checked him out, the messy locks of his hair, the pink that suffused across his freckled cheeks, his swollen and red lips, his haphazardly-on jeans. She shrugged his flannel off, leaving it on a nearby chair.

He started to take his shoes off when she did the same, feeling her body immediately pressed against his again. Warm and soft, her hands slid his shirt up, his skin breaking out in goosebumps, until the shirt was hitting the floor and her lips met his. He put his hands on her waist, moving backwards with her while her fingers tangled in his hair.

He was desperate for her. His tongue impatiently invaded her mouth which made her smile, the way his tongue licked at hers, trying to memorise the taste of her with every gentle caress of his tongue, took her breath away. He pulled away slightly, with his hands under her skirt, lowering the soft panties she wore. As they pooled around her ankles, she focused on tugging his jeans down, her lips exploring his chest and his stomach.

He closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of her mouth on his body, the small licks of her wet tongue on his tensing muscles, her teeth scraping along his sensitive skin, and the way she sucked marks on his flesh made him moan softly. He knew he'd have those marks for a while, he wasn’t even planning on covering them up either, he’d probably cum looking at them as he thought of her like he always did.

He opened his eyes when he felt her fingers start to tug his boxers down. She was on her knees, pressing kisses to his hip bones, revealing more and more of his skin down to the dark patch of short hair and finally his cock. “Y/N,” he whispered, his voice full of desire, his eyes searching hers, begging her quietly for anything to bring him pleasure.

“What?” She murmured, lifting her hand up to graze her fingertips along his cock. He gasped, biting his lip, watching his cock bob slightly at the faint touch she gave him. “Dean?” She asked softly, wrapping her hand gently around his cock, her warm breath billowing over the tip of his cock, a bead of precum dripping down the tip. He nearly lost it when her eyes flickered down to see it, licking her lips at the sight before she gazed up at him again.

“Please, please,” he whined, “just do anything, I-” he moaned instead of completing his sentence, the feeling of her warm tongue licking at the tip closed up his throat and he squeezed his eyes shut. As fast as she put her mouth on him, she was pulling away which caused him to open his eyes, confusion pinching his brows together.

She leaned forward again, kissing the tip and moving her lips down to the base. His breath picked up again, his heart beating rapidly in his chest while his knees became weak.

He reached out to brush his fingers across her cheek, curling his fingers around the back of her neck, offering his cock to her mouth. Her stomach clenched watching him do it. Heat pooled between her legs as the hot tip of his cock lightly touched her lips and she opened her mouth to him. A loud moan rumbled in his chest causing her thighs to squeeze shut, aroused by the sounds he was making as she licked and sucked nearly all the way down.

Both hands grasped the side of her face, his thumbs caressing her soft cheeks as she drooled over his cock. She looked beautiful like this, he thought so as she hallowed her cheeks and pulled nearly all the way off to twirl her tongue around the head. She moved her head again, her tongue massaging beneath his cock, driving him crazier, the muscles in his stomach tensing when she hummed softly around him.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this,” he praised, guiding her face back and forth, going deeper and deeper. His pace was slow, watching his cock slide in and out of her mouth, warm, wet, and glistening with her saliva. Her hands held his hips at first, before one moved to the base of his cock, twisting tightly while her other fingers teased his balls.

He moaned, feeling her throat constrict around his cock, watching her eyes water with tears, but there was no sign she wanted to stop. “I’m gonna… fuck, don’t stop,” he whispered, surprise replacing the fire of his orgasm when she pulled her mouth away from his cock completely. “Is something wrong?” He asked softly, letting her fingers wrap around his wrist as she got up to stand in front of him.

“Everything‘s fine,” she murmured with a smile, but Dean worriedly wiped her tears and leaned forward to kiss the mess around her mouth, his tongue lewdly cleaning up her saliva and his precum.

Her quiet laugh made him smile, his lips trailing down her jaw and neck when he realised she was answering honestly. He took his time savouring her skin beneath his tongue, worshipping the taste of her and sucking softly at her perfect skin, biting into her shoulder which made her hiss softly.

He guided her to sit on the bed, the bed they had shared while Daphne and Mallory shared the other. The bed he had jerked off in while she slept next to him, clueless that it was her that made him ejaculate faster than he ever had. His cock throbbed at the memory of her sleeping soundly next to him while he defiled her image in his head.

His fingertips tickled her sides in attempts to lift her crop top. His hot mouth was on her breasts, over the shirt he teased her nipples, turned on that she was braless. He silently thanked Daphne for dressing her tonight.

She arched her back, her chest rising and falling rapidly, matching her breaths and nearly her heartbeat as her clit throbbed, begging for attention. Unlike him, she didn’t beg when he experimented with her body. His hands eventually found their way beneath her shirt and he was lifting it up her body, throwing it carelessly to the side.

He admired her for a few moments, turned on by how she squirmed, her legs parting to fit his body between them. He knew she must be achingly wet, but he focused his attention on her breasts, cupping them in his hands and kneading them gently, watching her reactions closely. His mouth was back on her breasts, his tongue circling around her nipple, lapping at it teasingly, and finally sucking gently.

She bit her lip when his fingers mimicked the same care as his tongue on her other breasts. His thumb made gentle circles around the tightened bud, then he started to swipe his thumb across, and finally rolled it between his fingers. He was pleased with how she was squirming, practically grinding down on the bed as he became rougher, pinching and biting softly until she finally moaned for him.

He pulled away, pushing her back gently and impatiently tugged her skirt down her legs. His hands grabbed beneath her soft thighs once the skirt was off and thrown out of sight. He kissed his way up the inside of her thighs, his mouth watering at the sight of her glistening folds.

She lifted herself up on her elbows, her adorable eyes catching Dean’s. She observed the way he kissed the inside of her thighs, avoiding where she was currently dripping with need, all from sucking him off and hearing the sounds he made. She squirmed a little, hating the way he breathed against her pussy, never giving her any attention.

He bit his lip at the sight of her being impatient, he was a little amused by her narrowed eyes when he looked up at her. He gave in quickly, letting her feet rest on the bed with her knees bent. His tongue flicked at her clit, two of his fingers circling her entrance, causing him to moan upon feeling how slick his fingers became.

If there’s anyone he’d love to have his tongue shoved into, it would be her. He’d yearned for her touch for far too long. It was torture when she’d sleep next to him and somehow end up cuddled up next to him, well, practically laying on top of him sometimes. Even patching her up the few times she’d been hurt, when his fingers would brush against her soft skin, he felt the voltage of her skin driving him crazy.

He’s wanted to kiss her for far too long. His lips had tingled every time he thought of kissing her, yearning to be pressed against hers. When both her dad and his dad worked together on hunts, they did the hard work and forced him to babysit her.

She was irritated by him because she was just a year younger than Dean. He was always distracted from research when he watched her bite her lip, leaving it swollen and red, wishing it was him who made them look like that. Or the way her pretty hands fidgeted with the book, wishing they were somewhere on his body instead.

He had all that now.

He shoved one finger inside her tight walls, feeling her warmth and the texture of her walls. He kissed her clit and pressed more kisses along her folds, removing his finger to kiss her entrance, his tongue pushing gently inside her. Her gasps, the way she squirmed and fisted the sheets satisfied him. The taste of her exploded his taste buds, a moan of satisfaction vibrating against her cunt while his hands found her thighs again.

He squeezed the flesh of her thighs in his warm hands, tasting her arousal before finding her clit again and massaging it with his tongue. Her hands moved into his hair, gentle tugs at the soft strands turned him on, letting go of one of her legs to push his finger into her again, smoothly moving in and out, curled gently against her walls.

Her heavy breaths filled his ears, his name quietly falling from her lips made his stomach flip excitedly and he started to suck her clit into his mouth excitedly. The moan she let out was sinful. A second finger prodded at her entrance, gently stretching her open while her fingers tightened against his hair. He pushed in slowly, removing his mouth from her clit to watch his two fingers slowly being pumped into her.

“You’re so tight… Relax, sweetheart,” he whispered, her hips wiggling in response. He bit his lip, but the way she squirmed allowed his fingers to push forward all the way. “Good girl,” he said softly, kissing his way up her body until he found her lips again, keeping his fingers buried inside her and starting to scissor them. She gasped against his mouth, her legs twitching open as he tried to loosen her up.

“This was not supposed to be about me..” she murmured against his lips, moaning quietly as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, his tongue sensually rolling over hers. She wrapped her hand around his wrist, enjoying the way his thumb rubbed her clit in quick circles, his fingers still moving inside her before she started to push his hand away.

“I’m trying to get you ready…” he trailed off, sitting back on his legs, staring into her eyes as she followed him, sitting on his lap. “If my fingers can barely fit inside you,” he whispered, grasping her thighs tightly when her wet pussy rubbed over his cock, “how am I supposed to fit inside you?” He looked between their bodies, her hand attempting to wrap around his cock again, unable to fully fit her slim fingers around him.

“You’re so sweet,” she smiled at him. He blushed, staring into her eyes now, trying to keep them open with her hand tightening around him. She leaned forward to kiss him softly, his eyes fluttering close with her loving kiss, feeling his heart soar in his chest. The feeling of her kiss made him moan, his hips moving up impatiently. He was really missing out, he’d never felt this way when he kissed someone.

She chuckled softly against his mouth, moving off him while he attempted to catch his breath. His eyes slowly opened to watch her, a little confused when she started to move around him, settling behind him. He looked over his shoulder at her, “what are you doing?” He asked breathlessly, shivering as her warm breath blew against the back of his neck when she laughed softly.

“Something I’ve always wanted to do to you…” she murmured, she grasped his chin, turning him just a bit more to kiss him, sucking on his bottom lip before she pulled away. A little smirk tugged at her lips when his breath hitch. “Is that okay?” She asked, moving her hands down the front of his body, his head bowed down to watch her hands stop at his thighs.

“Sure, baby, whatever you want,” he replied, the muscles of his legs tensing. He shifted a little, sitting a little more comfortably and waited for her with anticipation, curiosity making him impatient. She dropped a kiss on his shoulder, his heart warming up with how loving and gentle she was while sitting behind him.

“You’re not allowed to cum until I say so,” she said suddenly. His smile faded and he swallowed, looking back at her to make sure he heard her right. The innocent look on her face made him feel like she was hiding way too many dirty fantasies and he nodded immediately. “Good boy,” she praised offhandedly. He inhaled sharply at the praise, his hips rolling up into her hand, and it made her laugh softly.

She moved her hand up and down slowly. In his mind, Dean nervously hoped he could hold back his orgasm and not cum after all. Her hands felt too soft, her thumb circled around the head, and precum was already starting to gather until she swiped her fingers across blindly. He stared down at her hand, amazed and enchanted. He wanted to take control and force her to go faster, but he secretly wanted this.

He wanted to relax, to give in to her, and to lose himself in her teasing. He hadn’t been the one without control in so long that it was thrilling for him that she had even suggested it. Her of all people—quiet, reserved, and a little shy. He was clearly wrong about her and he always suspected that he was wrong about her, that she was far deeper and far kinkier than even he was.

In his fantasies, she was a sex goddess. For some reason, she was always the one with the upper hand. He had no idea what it was about her that made him think that, didn’t know if he somehow managed to figure her out in the midst of his horny thoughts or if it was simply his needs in the moment and happened to have been a coincidence that it’s true.

The slow pace and tight grip slowly built up his need, as if she were reading his mind, his stomach becoming taut and his breath turning deep and shallow. Her other hand started to move up his hip and his eyes widened, distracted for a few moments before she started to pump his cock faster.

And that feeling of pleasure nearly blinded him from her hand on his peck, her fingers tracing his nipple so he could hardly feel it. That was the case until she pinched it and he hissed, feeling a tingling sensation after and continuing to feel it as she brushed her finger against it.

He arched his back, his hips jutting out as he tried to even out his breaths, but her hand was moving away from his chest. It slid down again, moving down the middle to his soft tummy, which felt nice and for some reason it turned him on, a pathetic moan slipping past his lip.

She started to kiss the freckled skin of his back, his skin suddenly a million times sensitive. He closed his eyes tightly, enjoying the feeling of her all over him, a strangled moan nearly choking him when she reached under his cock and squeezed his balls gently. He whined again, opening his eyes to watch her small hands giving him pleasure, taking him straight to the edge.

He was pink and throbbing in her hand and he felt his stomach becoming tight, about to spill himself over her hand, only for her to suddenly let go of his cock and move her hand out from under him. There was an uncomfortable ebb of losing his orgasm and he panted, confused for a few seconds before remembering that he wasn’t allowed to cum until she gave him permission.

“When can I cum?” He whispered, looking over his shoulder. She smirked at him and he blushed looking forward almost instantly, feeling her move around behind him, her breasts against his back when she rested her chin on his shoulder.

“When you start to sound pretty,” she murmured into his ear, kissing down his neck and sucking a light mark. He groaned, a little frustrated by that because he wasn’t sure he could sound pretty, but also from enjoyment at the suction of her mouth on his skin. She wrapped her arms around his waist, leaving a few more marks down his clavicle and on his shoulder.

Her hands returned to his cock and Dean lost track of time as she denied him release over and over and over. He’d never felt so lost in the cloudy haze of lust and his body had never felt so sensitive. He felt like he could explode and he was unaware of the sounds that he let out at this point.

It was the pretty sounds that she’d been talking about. He was whining loudly, his back arched against her body, and his hands were fisting the sheets so tight he thought his nails might tear through them. He panted, sweaty and flushed when she let go of him again, the intervals of her teasing getting shorter because he was so close he didn’t need much more to cum.

He sounded pathetic, his hair sticking to his forehead, messy from her pulling it or from comforting him when he sobbed and whimpered, begging so endearingly for her to let him cum. And each time she would kiss him hard and hot, her tongue into his mouth, teeth clashing, and then she’d pull away to continue what she was doing to him.

It was torture, her pretty hands were slick and it was all from his precum, beads of it dribbled down her fist and between her fingers like when she’d held the condensing beer bottle. His cock was red and sensitive, throbbing painfully and harder beyond any other occasion he’d ever been in.

He wiggled in place, writhing in her hands, his hips thrusting up desperately into her fist until her other hand held him place. Her fingers dug into his hipbone and he whined loudly, leaning over and burying his face in the pillow to cry out, his toes curling from the overwhelming need to cum.

When he did that, she’d change the angle she fisted his cock with and the soft head of his cock would brush against the sheets and he nearly lost it, her hand coming up to swipe over and around the tip, and back down. She let his cockhead brush aginst the sheets, gently twisting her hand and putting extra attention under the head of his cook. He shoved her hands away when it became too much, burying his face deeper into the pillow to whimper.

She laughed behind him, watched his body fall flat on the bed with his hands under the pillow as he squeezed it against his sweaty and tearful face. His hips began grinding against the bed and he whimpered. She bit her lip, rubbing her clit with her wet fingers and then smacked his ass.

He wiggled his butt a little, she’d spanked him occasionally throughout the night and he enjoyed it a lot more than he thought he would. He started to mumble something under the pillow and he lifted his hips up, keeping the top of his body down against the matters and she moaned quietly at his obedience.

“Please,” he begged breathlessly, turning his face to the side so he could speak, then his hand went to his cock and he started to jerk himself off slowly. He’d been babbling the whole night, saying partial sentences through grunts and moans, broken and interrupted words slipped out from between his pretty pink lips, but all that he could manage perfectly was ‘please’.

He felt better than drunk, better than high on drugs, he’d much rather be at her mercy like this every night. Even as his balls pulled tightly and his cock ached, he preferred this feeling above anything in the world. If he ever felt like this again, all he would feel is her, all he would be able to see is her, he’d only ever hear her, and always only taste her. He doubted anyone would take the time to make him feel like this, but she did and one part of his brain should have wondered where their friends were, but frankly even if he wasn’t delirious, he wouldn’t give a shit.

He’d let her edge him with them around—watching him, he’d beg to cum because he needed it. It was different now, the way he felt so safe and warm all over, like a pile of melted marshmallows and she was the fire. She stood up on her knees behind him and he prepared himself for her by letting go of his cock, not expecting the smack on his ass, but definitely preparing for a second one.

“You wanna come, D?” She asked with a grin, her hands moved up his hips and he pushed back against her, whining softly and nodding.

“Let me cum, please, I wanna cum so bad,” he whimpered, “need it so bad, please, please.” She grabbed his hair and tugged it roughly, squeezing her thighs together when he moaned out another plea to let him come, babbling words pouring from his mouth and into the pillow. It was muffled, but she could easily make out the words now, her hand moved between his legs and he gasped when she started to tug at his cock quickly, mercilessly pumping his sensitive penis.

She watched the muscles in his back become taut and tense, it was like art and the freckles frosted over his sweet skin only added to his beauty. She licked her lips and her hand landed on his ass again, the sting of it making him groan. When she rubbed the red skin, he let out a little mew that left her slick down her thighs. After another slap on his ass, a more pathetic sound was pulled out of him. She could hear it clearly because he moved his face to the side again in order to breathe.

“You’re so good for me, Dean,” she praised, and he eyed her with pretty wide eyes, his pretty eyelashes sticking together from actual tears of not being able to cum. “Look at you, baby, you’re so beautiful, so pretty,” she told him breathlessly, squeezing his cock and he moaned.

“Wanna be inside you,” he begged, “wanna be inside you when I cum, please.” He started to wiggle a little and she let go of his cock, letting him sit up, making her way around him and let him pull her into his lap. He kissed her softly with an iron grip on her hips, but he didn’t make another move, just let her know his needs, but otherwise gave her control over whether or not she’d let him finally cum.

As he’d unfortunately suspected, she wasn’t going to give in to him just yet, but at least he could see her now. He’d wondered how she gazed at him the whole time she was torturing him, but when she broke the kiss, the hungry look in her eyes kept him still and in the same needy headspace. He liked it.

He liked the way her lust was entwined perfectly with tenderness, her thumb brushing against his cheekbone, a soft smile on her kiss-swollen lips. He leaned into her touch, his heart beating fast and loud in his ears, his cheeks red and shiny from sweat. His green eyes were clear, pupils dilating when looking into hers, his lips plump and soft, lashes still damp. He truly looked beautiful. More so than usual.

He admired her in return, taking in the flush on her cheeks and how captivated she looked when she gazed at him. Her lips were pulled between her teeth, her eyes trailing over his sweaty, freckled body to admire every inch of him. Even scrutinised under her gaze, his cock twitched, as if wanting her attention as well, and it did catch her attention which furthered his embarrassment.

He swallowed, his throat dry from all his pathetic and uncontrolled breathing. She lifted herself a little and kissed his forehead, he smiled softly, grateful and floaty when her lips moved down his face and to the other side, down his nose, to his cheeks and finally a kiss on his lips again.

He moaned against her mouth, still feeling distracted by how hard he was. She moved her lips down his neck, not caring that his skin was salty when she licked up the column of his throat. He shuddered, squirming delightfully when her teeth grazed his pulse, a little bite making him moan again.

He felt her smirk against his skin, felt himself struggle not to whine and whimper like a whore, her hands flat on his chest. She used her teeth and tongue over his clavicle, really making things impossible for him when she licked and nibbled at his nipples. He never thought he’d enjoy it, but he was hypersensitive everywhere at this point, and the strange pleasure that sent jolts down to his throbbing cock only made him more desperate and horny.

She was making her way down his stomach, licking the light outline of his abs, and sucking marks on his hip bones. He slowly lowered himself onto his back, gasping when she breathed against his cock, but she pulled away and like he’d been doing all night, he begged for her return. His words jumbled but she understood what he was asking, she just ignored him, took both his hands and kissed his wrists, right on his pulse.

It was so fucking romantic, he felt himself turn red and his heart swooned. Even when she put his hands on her breasts, guiding him to move his fingers and tease her nipples in similar ways she’d done to him. He pulled himself out of the daze to give her a little something, anything. He just wanted to make her feel good too, even if he just wanted to plunge his dick into her, he kept his hips down and squeezed her breasts roughly.

His thick fingers tweaked and pinched each nipple, budding them and watching them tighten under his gaze. His lips parted and he whined at her, silently asking for her to let his mouth do the work. She laughed through her nose, leaning over him so he could wrap his lips around her nipple, a little purr vibrating through her chest when the pleasure intensified with the heat of his mouth, little suck, and gentle scrapes of his teeth.

She stroked the side of his face, rocking her hips against his, his aching cock finally getting a feel of how hot and wet she was. Her soaked pussy slid along his cock and he gasped, her nipple falling out of his mouth, but she squeezed his cheeks painfully in one small hand, her brows rising. It was a little threat that he nodded at and then took her other nipple into his mouth, moaning rather loudly.

She panted, leaning one arm beside his head and cupping the back of his neck with her other. Both of his hands grasped her hips, somewhat guiding her movements. It was the most control he’s had all night and he was enjoying it. When he bent his knees, feeling more desperate, she moved her chest away, seemingly pleased when she cupped her breasts and rubbed her thumbs over her glistening nipples.

It was so hot, but she lifted her hips slightly over his so he wouldn’t rub himself against her anymore. He purposely took his cock at the base and started to slide the spongey, leaking tip through her folds, a gasp leaving both their lips when he started on her clit and moved down. He worked his hips upwards, focusing on her clit and then moved down to her weeping entrance, finding it so easy to slip the head inside her and his breath stuttered at the feeling of her hot walls clenching tightly around the head of his cock.

“Hey, I didn’t say you could do that, did I?” She asked, moving away from him, sitting on her legs and squeezing her thighs together because she really enjoyed it. He shook his head apologetically and looked away a little ashamed. She smiled at him, a little wicked smile that made him shift anxiously, his hands awkwardly playing with the sheets. “It’s okay, you’ve been good all night, D,” she reassured him, leaning down to kiss his cheek and his jawline.

“I’ll keep being good, I’m sorry, baby,” he apologised, his eyes wide and puppy-ish. She smiled at him, her eyes softening. She gave him a quick peck on the lips, thoughtfully tapping at his lower lip.

“Wanna make it up to me?” She asked innocently, to which he nodded fervently. Instead of telling him what to do, she threw her legs over his waist and he waited patiently for her to move. When she started to crawl up his body, his cock throbbed, bobbing with excitement at the very sight of her slick folds.

She wiggled her hips, letting them hover above his mouth teasingly. She waited with a smirk until he whined to drop her hips onto him. Her pussy silenced his whine and he moaned instead, his hands squeezing her ass roughly, pulling her down onto his mouth harder, his tongue finally tasting her again.

Her arousal coated his lips and she gasped, screwing her eyes shut when he sucked down her swollen clit. Now he knew how turned on she was, the sweet and slightly tangy taste of her slick lit fireworks on his taste buds once again. He greedily swallowed the mixture of her juices and his saliva, his mouth watering, practically drooling over her cunt.

She held onto the headboard, moaning when he shoved his tongue into her pussy, the short muscle wiggling inside her warm cunt and sliding out so hotly she reached down to take handfuls of his hair and started to tug as gently as she could.

Her hips undulated against his face, his nose rubbing against her clit and now she was controlling him again. Reminding him constantly that she still had the upper hand, particularly when she said things to him like, “you have such a fuckable face, D.” She was out of breath and he looked up at her from between her legs, whining loudly when he saw her with her back arched and her head tipped back in pleasure. “Make me cum, D, be a good boy and make me cum all over your face.”

When he nodded, his tongue slipped out of her and his nose brushed quickly over her clit, making her moan out his name. He wanted to grab his cock and relieve some of the pent up frustration but instead, he easily plunged two fingers into her wet hole and sloppily started to scissor them inside her.

He sucked her clit into his mouth, lapped at her stretched entrance, and watched her squirm above him. Her hips still moved against his face, but this time, she alternated between fucking herself on his fingers and letting his mouth do it’s job on her clit. It drove him crazy how hedonistic she was when she’d languidly pleasured him the whole night. If she rode his cock this desperate and fast, he wouldn’t last much longer.

When he pulled his fingers out, she whined. His stomach tightened and his cock bobbed, frantic for attention and throbbing for her weeping cunt. She shifted her hips a little and let go of the headboard, her hand instead moving behind her and flat on his sweaty chest while she began using his mouth to get off. She moaned wantonly, her lips parted, and he became thrilled when he recognised that this was her I’m close face.

“Dean,” she moaned, “I love your mouth,” she gasped, “so good for me.” He moaned in response, starting to suck her clit roughly which made her tense up, a strangled moan tearing its way through her as she orgasmed. She rode his face until her orgasm subsided and then she moved off his face, sitting on her legs again, her clit still throbbing.

He stared at her in awe, gazed at her now that she came and she looked right at him with a similar look on her face. She’d never done anything like that before and she was sure Dean had single-handedly ruined all men for her on her first time. There was never gonna be someone who was this good at sex and she really didn’t want to try putting herself out there to verify that information. She wanted Dean all to herself, but she kept that possessive thought to herself.

“Oh, you’re a mess, D,” she murmured, staring at the slick around his mouth and on his nose. He shrugged, watched her lean down and his lips parted, ready for her kiss which she gave him. She moaned against his mouth, licking against his soft tongue without a care in the world that she could taste herself or that she was smearing the same slick over her own mouth.

She pulled away and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, taking her discarded shirt to clean his mouth with tenderness in her touch and eyes.

“Can I cum now? I need you so bad, Y/N,” he asked timidly. He sat up and shoved the pillows away to take their place, not caring that one landed on the floor. His cock was a furious red colour, standing up straight and resting rigidly against his tummy, leaving it sticky with his precum.

“Want me to ride you?” She asked, staring at him with a little smile.

“Yes, I want you on my dick,” he moaned softly.

“Let me have a taste…” she murmured, lowering herself so she could be levelled with his erect penis. He cursed softly under his breath, catching her licking her lips before her hot mouth overwhelmed his cock with pleasure. His hand instinctively moved to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her soft hair. Her tongue licked up his precum, moaning at the taste of him and taking him into her mouth.

She bobbed her head, taking more and more of him each time and then stopped before he could reach her throat. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked, nearly pulling off and then moving back down, drool coated his cock and she pulled away completely with a loud pop.

He thought that was it, when she started to move between his legs, but instead she took him in her mouth again, but instead started to take him deeper. His breath stuttered with each extra inch of him that she took.

He gathered her hair and stared at her in amazement, nearly hitting his head a little too hard against the wall at the feeling of her throat constricting around him. He grunted, not really knowing if he wanted to yank her hair and kiss her senseless or if he wanted to fuck her mouth fast and hard. He whined when her nose was pressed against his pelvis, her warm breath coming in and out through her nose with great skill, but he didn’t dwell on it when he felt himself move in and out of her throat.

“Holy fuck, Y/N,” he gasped, trying very hard to keep his hips still and failing miserably when he started to thrust up into her mouth, but it was her final attempt at torturing him and when his balls drew up, his stomach becoming rigid with the close proximity of his orgasm, she pulled her mouth off him all the way and licked her lips while smirking at him. “Please, why?”

“Because,” she started, sitting in his lap, “I want you to finish inside me.” His breath hitched at her words, looking down between their bodies and observing how she guided his dick to her entrance the way he had done earlier.

He didn’t even have to whine, whatever sentence he’d started to form in attempts to convince her to let him cum died on his tongue when she lowered herself all the way down. Slowly and easily from how soaked she was, she sat herself down on his lap and his hands found a way to ground him to reality by resting on her hips tightly.

She continued to drip around him, finding the way he effortlessly glided in and out of her so ridiculously hot. She rested her hands on his chest to help keep her steady as she bounced on his lap, ignoring the feeling of her thighs burning from her efforts because of how good it felt when her clit pressed against his pelvic bone.

She looked at him before he could manage to get his heavy eyes open, both becoming entranced by each other like the sun had peaked through dark rain clouds and rays of sunlight revealed the truth to them. They were truly looking at one another, seeing the person who was making all these feelings and emotions intensify impossibly. It was intimate, the way suddenly it wasn’t about getting off, but about having each other and feeling good while they were vulnerable.

He lifted his hips up, meeting her hips each time, only after sharing a soft and passionate kiss, did he close his eyes again. He relished in the feeling of her around him, in the way she held him close with the fingers of one of her hands buried in the short hair at the back of his head. Her palm rested over his heartbeat, nearly following the rapid beat each time their hips met, and he felt so warm.

It was a new feeling that nearly terrified him into stopping, but she’d kissed that fear away, her lips moving against his distractingly so that he forgot he wanted to run before she realised he wasn’t good enough. Before he fell harder only for her to abandon him like everyone else had. He couldn’t go through that again, but the way she sank her teeth into his lower lip and tugged with a little moan made him forget what he was thinking about.

“Fuck,” he groaned, completely blindsided by his orgasm. He only felt her pull away from his lips to look at him when he spilled inside her. The warmth of it made her shudder and she kissed him again, muffling his moan with a rough kiss. She pulled away when her walls spasmed around him, his cum oozing out of her and mixing with hers. He grunted her name and gazed at her tiredly when she rode out her orgasm, his name quietly falling from her lips.

She cursed quietly, placing her forehead on his shoulder and moved her hands back on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and enjoying the warmth of her body against his, for as long as it lasted. He kissed the side of her head, gently tracing her skin, trying not to think about anything negative.

He wasn’t sure he could make himself stop thinking, not when he felt her relax in his arms. The silence that fell over them didn’t help either, but what was he supposed to say? He didn’t exactly plan on this happening, not with her, and he knew she didn’t plan for this to happen either. Even if they had fantasies about it happening, now that it had, what were they gonna say? Where would they go from here?

He doubted she would even want anything to do with him. He shifted beneath her, his anxiety getting the best of him. “Let’s get cleaned up,” he said softly, brushing her hair away from her face and kissing her cheek. He didn’t really wanna talk about it, but he knew he’d have to at some point because he cared about her a lot more than he ever would for some random lay.

He grunted softly when she moved off him, but she seemed to sense that something was up with him. “Dean,” she laughed softly, trying to ease the tension that built up. He looked up at her innocently, a blush blazing its way up his face when she took his chin in her hand and kissed him. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

She had to ask.

He leaned in to kiss her and shook his head, “nothing.” She narrowed her eyes at him, but kissed him back anyway, getting off the bed. He followed her lips and only pulled away when she let go of his face. Her little laugh made his face soften, but fear nagged at his heart and made it flutter.

He breathed to calm himself, building up his walls and getting ready to act casual, as if she were any other woman he’d take to his room. It failed miserably, when he got up and followed her into the bathroom, and saw her cleaning herself with a towel. She blushed when she saw him, freezing with the towel between her legs.

He apologised, but she smiled, and he stayed to clean himself.

He dared to look in the mirror, watched her wash her hands after dumping the towel, her hair dishevelled sexily, similar to what his own hair looked like now. It felt so domestic. So… like everything he secretly wished he could have instead of being a hunter, like all those policed dreams and secret wishes he’d never allow himself to dwell on because it hurt so bad that he couldn’t have it. He wasn’t allowed to.

But she tore all that up, with her compassion and her determination, her dedication to being there for him and indulging his inner-child without complaints. She didn’t stop him from doing something he wanted to do, even if it was childish. She listened to him, to all his sad thoughts and all the things he was passionate about. She was home. He could be himself, happy, sad, whatever it was he could just bare his soul to her and she’d treat every ounce of it with tenderness and love.

After every bad case, she’d be there to caress and comfort his soul, and after every good day, she’d celebrate with him. When his father and her father went off to do the killing and left the two of them together, she’d help him do research, he’d teach her to cook when they had nothing to do, and he took her out to get ice cream because even she got tired of being indoors. And every time there was an event in the city or town they were in, she’d surprise him and take him there to experience it.

It’s like they’ve been together forever, not just as friends, but as lovers. Neither of them dared to speak of what was going on between them, both were too scared the magic would fade because of their fear of what would happen once they acknowledged it. This was different to him, he had friends that he cared about nearly as much as he cared about Y/N, he’d do all that with them, but it was different with her.

When he looked at his few close friends in utter adoration, it was different from when he looked at her, and he died a little inside all those times people teased him for looking so in love with his friends, thinking she could see it too. It made him wonder if she knew how he felt somehow and just didn’t make a move because she didn’t feel the same, or if she took the way he looked at her and thought that’s how he looks at his friends too, because it simply wasn’t true.

She was it for him. He put all his friends on a pedestal and he was painfully loyal to them, he’d die for them and he’d fall apart if he ever lost them, but if he ever lost her, he just wouldn’t survive a second more, even if Sam were still here.

“I’m gonna put something on,” she announced, her voice coming out gently. He nodded at her and stared at himself for a few moments before being absorbed into his thoughts again. Would she wait for him to finally not be afraid? Could he ask that of her? He wanted her, he needed her in his life, felt more affection for her than any other person in his life and he knew he’d never love anyone that intensely.

He doesn’t ever meet people that stick around long enough for him to find that out, but with her. How could he not? How could he not be in love with her when they are so similar and yet so different? It was the perfect balance, at least he thought so. She was always there to pick him up and always there when he was happy. She’d seen the ugliest parts of him and she’d stayed by his side after all of it.

They shared a million things together, both new and old, and he knew what he had with her was far more than friendship because of how many times his dreams were plagued with her being the one he’s with. When he’d read books out of boredom in secret, if they happened to have romances, he’d always picture her and himself and feel so pathetic for doing so.

His most favourite thing to imagine was that she was Penelope and he was Odysseus, that she’d love only him despite a million suitors throwing themselves at her. That no matter how much more stable, normal, and good looking they were, it was him she wanted. He imagined that she’d wait for him just as long and yearn for him for ages, just to see him, to be with him. If she’d actually do that, he didn’t know.

He stepped into the room again and saw her wearing his baby blue flannel. He stopped again to admire her, with her hair in a messy ponytail, strands falling randomly down her face while she looked in her bag for something. Her teeth pulled at her lower lip and her brows were drawn together in focus. All of this really reminded him of times when his mother was trying to look for something while his dad just admired her, and it hurt.

“What are you looking for?” He asked, watching her relax and smile up at him. She moved a strand out of her face and her hand fell on her thigh loudly.

“My phone,” she laughed breathlessly, “did I leave that in the car?” She wondered to herself, her eyes only then flickering down to his dick. He looked down at himself and with a blush, he started to get dressed, slipping on his boxers and jeans.

“I’ll go check, sweetheart,” he took his keys and she thanked him quietly. He smiled and kissed the top of her head before heading out, his boots stomping on the ground the whole way to his car. He heard her phone ring a few times and easily found it under the passenger seat, lighting up with Daphne’s name. “Shit,” he muttered, answering quickly.

“Babe,” she slurred.

“It’s Dean,” Dean cleared his throat and chuckled, stepping out of his car he heard Daphne choke a little over the phone.

“Still applies,” she teased. There was a long pause and Dean became concerned. “Did you two finally fuck?” She whispered before Dean could say anything and this time Dean nearly choked, a blush crawling up his face.

“No,” he said unconvincingly, crossing an arm over his chest.

“Oh, my God! You did!” She shouted and he cringed, pulling the phone away from his ear. “Finally, you’re both so in love!” She said a little more quietly.

“N-No, we’re not,” he stuttered, rolling his eyes.

“Dean, be fucking for real,” she scolded, “her eyes literally light up like a million stars when she looks at you and you do the same. Trust me, I know,” she said matter-of-factly. Her words made his stomach do flips, both enjoying the prospect that she looked at him with love in her eyes and also hating that he was so obvious about his feelings towards her. “Anyway, please pick us up,” she whined, breaking him from his thoughts.

“Us?” Dean wondered, confused about who this other person was.

“Yeah! It’s an old friend from highschool. She’s awesome and Y/N misses her so bad!”

“Uh, right. We’ll be there in a few.” Dean shrugged and looked confused still.

“Thanks! Bye!” She hung up and he laughed, finally making his way back to the room, where Y/N was now wearing some jeans and a pink sweater. He could easily tell she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath and it turned him on, especially after finding out she may have the same feelings towards him after all.

“Daph called your phone, we need to pick her up,” he told her, handing her the phone. She smiled, thanking him again and reaching out to take it only for him to tug her into him. She looked at him with confusion, but didn’t fight when he kissed her again, his lips soft and the kiss gentle. He felt her relax in his arms again, her kiss turning just as loving as his before he pulled away, his thumbs stoking her cheeks. “If my dad finds out I had sex with you, he’s going to kill me,” Dean said suddenly and she laughed from how unexpected it was to hear him say that.

“He doesn’t need to know…” she trailed off, smiling deviously, “and if he does find out, he better get used to it because we’re doing that again.” He smirked at her words, still cupping her face in his hands and leaning down to kiss her, making it last longer than before to pour his love into it.

“Let’s go pick them up first, and then round two,” he murmured, pecking her lips. She smiled against his mouth and reciprocated the chaste kiss.

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[inspiredwriter]

Leonardo! Demonio : mira mi amor ya Hemos llegado a nuestro destino 😉😁💖💞💝❣️

Stefany :*mirá el rio*Dios es el río lo más hermoso que he visto en mi vida 🥰🤩🏞️💘💞💝

Leonardo! Demonio :*abraza a Stefany en la cintura* sabía que te gustaría mi hermosa gatita 🤗😏💖❣️💕qué tal si vamos a beber algo antes de ir a nada en el río😄😁🏊‍♂️🌊💞💝🩷*saca el vino y las copas de la canasta* ¿dime has probado el vino? 😀😊🍷

Stefany :*agarra la copa*No, unca no he probado me dijeron que las bebidas alcohólicas son muy malas🙄🤔🍷🍾🚫

Leonardo! Demonio : bueno, pero te va a gustar un poquito no te hará daño ☺️😁🍾🥂💘💕💖*sirve el vino en la copa* aquí tienes cariño Pruébalo😏😘💞💝❣️💗

Stefany : esta bien tortuguita 🥰😄💖💕🩷💘*bebe el vino*Mmm~☺️😋🍷Hicp~🤭🫧💓💞*se sonroja*jajaja, discúlpame Lee, fue vergonzoso 😳😅💕💝💗💖

Leonardo! Demonio : esta bien mi tierno ángel no hay nada que avergonzarte😄😉💕💝❣️💘*bebe todo el vino*Aaaah~😃😄🍷Hicp~🤭🥴🫧¿quieres otro trago? 😏😘🍾💞🩷💝💗

Stefany : claro tortuguita demonio pero tengo que decirte algo 🥰😊💓❣️💖💕*toma la mano de Leo*¿dime cómo llegaste a nuestro mundo solo? 🤔😟🏙️Crei que los demonios eran muy malvados😞😈👹 pero tú fuiste muy bueno y gentil conmigo cuando te conocí 😄🥰🩷💞💘💝💗

@inspiredwriter

Leonardo!Demon: *Drinks wine and lowers his head, licking his lips* Well, my love, the fact is that I am not an ordinary demon, I am an refugee😟😓 I have three brothers and a father, they were also refugee from hell like me, because we were the only demons who did good deeds😒👹🔥 They wanted to burn us in boiling tar, but my father found a loophole to the ground where they wouldn’t find us😠😏🏞🌤 *Drinks wine* But rest assured, kitty, they won’t touch you as long as I’m with you😡😤💘💓💞 (Thoughts💭) And one day my brothers and I will fight again these pathetic devils! We'll bring order to hell😡🤬👹🔥

Stefany: Oh my God, Lee, this is just terrible😱😰 *Hugs Leo* Who could wish harm on such an adorable turtle like you🥺🤗💖💘💗💕

Leonardo!Demon: *Places the glass of wine on the ground and caresses Stefany on the back* I don't care about their opinion, I'm glad that you think I'm handsome😏🥰💓💖❣️💞 *Unzips Stefany's back* By the way, how about swimming naked in the lake?😈🌊💗💝💕💘

Stefany: Ah, my lovely demon, I wouldn’t refuse this for anything!😍😆👗🥿💗🩷💞💓 *Kisses Leo on the lips, knocking him to the ground* Mmmmua~😚💋💖💝💕 mmuah~💓💘💕 *Takes off her dress and shoes*

Leonardo!Demon: Hoho, I guess we'll have to wait a little with this, my kitty, because now we're going to make love🥰😈👖🩲💘💓🩷💞 *Takes off his pants and panties* Isn't that what you're craving, my angel?😁😈💗💕💖❣️ *Caresses Stefany's left side*

Stefany: *Takes off her bra and thong* Haha, yeah, Lee, I really want to make love to you🤭🥰👙💖💘💞 *Caresses Leo's neck and chest*

Leonardo!Demon: So it was not in vain that I took anti-pregnancy pills with me😄🥰💝💗💘💕 *Takes a pill out of the picnic basket and pours water into the third glass* Drink this as soon as possible, my honey😏🥤💊💓🩷💖💞

@swagreecrow

[onsunnyside]

First, I just wanna say that I’m a long time reader first time asker and love your writing☺️ (I feel like I’m awkward which makes me nervous and get in my head about sending in stuff and that was probably tmi😓 I’m sorry let me get to the point). So I saw your post on sleazy motel owner daddy and his front desk attendant that’s sweet and maybeeee a bit naive (in my mind that is) and it got me thinking. What if for her first day he has her in “training” saying how she’s gonna need to make sure she can focus no matter the distraction (which makes sense right?). To help aid in this, he buys her some ahem ✨special undies✨ that’ll help make sure nothing gets in the way of her paying attention to the customer or whatever task needs to be done.

“It’s just for training purposes honey. All the desk attendants have to go through it trust me,” he insists with that charming smile.

So all day she’s having to keep calm and act like nothing’s happening when he’s alternating from light to incredibly high vibrations she never even thought we’re possible. A plastered smile on her lips trying to hold back her moans when a couple wants to check in.

“Here are your keys. P-Please let me know if you n-need anything.”

“Thank you,” the woman softly smiles with a hint of confusion taking note of your sweating forehead. “Make sure you sit and cool off dear. Don’t need you out here getting heat stroke.”

By the time your shift is over, you’re practically running to the back quick to bite down on one of the tattered couch’s pillows so your moans as your high overtakes you yet again (she’s lost count of how many times it’s happened) wont be too loud. The pounding and woozy feeling in her head makes it impossible to hear the owner saunter in widely smirking as he locks the door behind him.

“Aww sweetheart you did so well during your first test,” he coos removing his shades as he steps closer until he’s kneeling beside her soothingly rubbing his hand along her thigh. Being so close he can’t help but smell the mess between her legs and see the damp patch on the panties that’s been growing all day. “Don’t worry about the mess, I’ll get you cleaned up.” And of course you let him being unable to think clearly.

Plus the feel of his goatee and tongue on your skin is just too delicious to make him stop.

“Tomorrow, we’re gonna make sure you’re able to hold it. Can’t have you needing to run to the bathroom every five minutes to pee now can we?,” he states situating you on his lap straddling his legs and pressed against his straining bulge as if you weighed nothing. “And I got the perfect plug for you to use honey.”

ahh well thank you so much and happy first ask bestie !! you're too kind 😚🫶

OH MY YES YES 😳 god he's so nasty, he gives you different toys to try out for your shifts, and always gives you a treat for doing so good afterward

@hansensgirl @celestianstars he directs porn and tests toys ?? 🥴🥴

[ruminate88]

Understanding Cognitive Dissonance 🤔

Basically it’s having “two different opinions” of something or someone. I can openly say I have multiple opinions of my ex, Andrew. The person he showed me especially when I first met him is NOT who he actually seems to be…

The first week of talking to Andrew, he was proposing to me daily. Was saying “I love you so much cutie” and I barely knew his name!!! I had been ghosted almost 6 months prior and I had been numb. Andrew made me “feel” for the first time. He made me feel “overwhelmed” and “crazy”. There was so much fog!!! Who was this young man proposing to me and was he serious?? 🧐

He told me his name and a little bit of his story but I wasn’t truly letting him in because I was protecting my heart. He told me his age and he was so much younger than me. Plus he kept sending me selfies with all his “cows” telling me he lives on a farm and I’m not an animal person so that was a lot for me too lol Eventually because I wasn’t letting him in, he then disappeared for almost 2 weeks!! I didn’t know what happened to him and oddly “I missed him” even though I barely knew him. Then he came back, apologized to me and said “he had bad luck” weird 😳 (I now get it. His bad luck was he couldn’t get control over me!! He had to disappear so I would miss him and be more open next time he came around.)

Andrew FaceTimed me and it was amazingly awkward!!! Soooooo awkward. He’s gorgeous though and his eyes were sparkling sooo beautiful wow!!!! We literally just gazed at each other and he says to me “oh you’re really cute” *heart melted* and I was like “oh so are you” BUT we didn’t like a lot of the same stuff and his face showed it… he made me feel intimidated by his charm and looks. He did NOT appear too shy only a little bit. After our FaceTime call though, he acts soooo shy like he’s a virgin and knows very little about sex. I taught him everything I know!!! (I only knew what he was telling me. I didn’t know him at all!!)

All summer long he was sooo flirty and sending me pics, questioning sex. He would text me “good morning, cutie 😘” almost everyday BUT he wasn’t opened at all to telling me much else about himself (red flag 🚩) I tried to ask him real questions and get to know him but he was pretty much only down to be sexual.

Then my birthday came and he was soooo sweet to me!! I didn’t think he knew when my birthday was but he messaged me saying he hopes I have a great day and saying how sweet and cute he thinks I am (confusing) but never asked me out!! School started back up and he was getting his first apartment. He seemed super busy and like he was blowing me off!! I was torn at what to do. A part of me said “get out now and protect your heart” BUT the other part was like “oh but I think I’m attached and I want to pursue him” After he moved all his stuff into his apartment, a day later he contacts me and says he wants me to come see his apartment 🥴😝😳 I was worried he only wanted to “hook up” and I expressed to him my feelings were real and I needed more than that!!! Andrew said he also wanted the same and we started a relationship but then he disappeared for a week right after that!!!!!!!! It shook me up so bad and made me realize something was very wrong with him. I tried to ignore my gut feelings because He came back to me at the end of the week and apologized and told me “he loves me with all his heart and soul” and that’s super intense!!

Our relationship never got its feet off the ground though till January. The start of 2015 he was super loving, sweet and affectionate. Andrew was being the “perfect boyfriend” I thought I died and went to heaven…. Wow he made me feel so amazing and happy!!! He texted me and snap chatted me all day everyday for weeks and would just treat me like I was his entire world. (It didn’t last)

By v-day I noticed a shift with him and he was cold and distant. Some days it got worse after that and randomly some days I was “babe” again and he would randomly be so affectionate and loving again. The “hot and cold” behavior was a lot for me!!! He was inconsistent with his personality. I never knew if he was going to spend time with me or say “he’s too busy”. I also noticed certain things I did or said would upset him and make him either ignore me or make him frustrated towards me. I walked on eggshells nervous because I only wanted “the affectionate Andrew” to stay 😔🥺🥺🥺❤️‍🩹

Then when I broke up with Andrew in April, it was soooooo confusing. He didn’t even act upset or act like it was a big deal and continued to treat me with “hot and cold” behavior. Some days he would be like “oh we’re broken up I’m moved on” then OTHER DAYS it was, “oh babe I’m sorry for everything you’re so sweet and I still want to talk dirty to you I’m too weak to stay away from you” BUT then started to really gaslight me and tried to distort my reality….

Him being back and forth, hot and cold, up and down, constantly made me confused to who he ever was or what he wanted!!! His words did not match his actions but I was sooo insanely attached to him so I felt it was too difficult to walk away from him. Instead I KEPT TEXTING HIM FIRST but he always responded and engaged with me and HE WOULD BE THE ONE to turn everything sexual.

Since blocking his number, I don’t know what to think of him always or what to believe. My eyes, my heart and my brain all tell me different stories!! What truly kept me away from him all this time is the fact I had crazy anxiety when I was with him and now I don’t have any!!! Coincidence?? I think not!! I couldn’t hardly breathe when I was with him. That’s how I know his atmosphere he brings is very toxic. I still find myself saying “I don’t hate him, I care about him” but I know he broke my heart so much and I feel it deep that he doesn’t care about me ever and would only want me to be in pain. But then I think “am I being too dramatic?????”

SEE??!!!!! My brain still to this day goes back and forth on what to believe and what to think of him. That’s another good reason to just stay away from him. He has to much “mystery” and that scares me!!

”Oh my God, oh my God This feeling's just begun I'm saying things I've never said Doing things I've never done

Oh my God, oh my God When I see you I should run But I'm frozen in motion And my head tells me to stop Tells me to stop

Feeling feelings I feel about us Try to fight it but it's never enough

My heart is certain It's more than a crush 'Cause I'm frozen in motion And my head tells me to stop” 🥺❤️‍🩹

The feelings with Andrew was frozen in motion!! He made me ice cold!! ❄️ I hated myself and the whole world after we broke up. I spent a summer so dark just hearing things and seeing shadows but I was so attached I wouldn’t stop texting him and telling him my feelings!!! I felt like I begged him “for the truth” but I was never going to get it!!!

[kithtaehyung]

okay first of all, YOU DID NOT HAVE TO ATTACK ME WITH DOMESTIC YOONGI LIKE THAT 😐 like real shit I don't know if I'll be able to handle their relationship out in the open, do you not care about my emotional well-being??

*my favorite thing ever is seeing the trust just build naturally between them. this time last year reading about mc being lonely and sad while yoongi had all these girls flirting with him in front of her face would've had me two kleenex boxes in swaddled in a fuzzy blanket, but now?? the security that she has? the confidence that she knows she has him is flat out beautiful.

‼️secondly, you should know that this line “I will throw you against the wall right now, fang boy,” almost killed me 😂 I literally choked on an apple laughing so hard.

and lastly 🥵🥴😳

min yoongi is a demon that must be dealt with. he needs a warning label above his head or something idkkkk!!!! 😮‍💨 I can't with him anymore.

Yoongi [10:04pm]: I better not find you alone

why is my heart racing?? he's so cocky and bold its sickening (it's okay though I got my boosters 🤪)

for some reason tumblr won't let me reblog but I wanted to make sure you knew how deeply affected I was by this particular product of your never ending hard work 🙃 (also did I see correctly that you pumped this out in a week??? when do you sleep? don't mind me, just forever admiring your ability to do it all and still remain the deepest person on the planet) I hope you're taking care of yourself and drinking plenty of water💜

lord knows we all need it after this 😏

destiny!! here i am finally getting to respond to one of your amazing asks UGHHH apologies for all the late responses! i love you for not giving up on me and sending more anyway bc i do strive to get to these as much as i can.

but this damn yoongi? a problem. an issue. a menace of the highest degree. bc what do you mean he was saying shit like that on the phone but then being that cute with kids?? PLS... he needs to meet us both out back so we can have a chat lmfaooo

and reader being so different than before :')) i can't even describe how proud i am! it's wonderful. bro just being bro gets his own laugh hahaha i cannot with him.

overall, yes! i have no idea how this came about in a week but i guess i was fueled by halloween vibes and 3tan yearning again. glad you enjoyed!!

[ipegchangbin]

HI HI HI POOKIE WOOKIE‼️‼️ I JUST SAW ALL OF MY ASKS LMFAOOOAOOAKWJJSHWKIEJBE IM SO SORRY Z😭😔😭🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🛐😓😭🙏🙏🤧😢💥💥🔫🔫

BUT ANYWAAAYSSS‼️‼️😜😜🤪😝😩😫 POOOOKIE MY PUSSAY IS THROBBING AGAIN‼️‼️‼️😩😫😫😩😩😣😖😞🙁😕🤭🤭😰BC I KEEP IMAGINING BOYPUSSY HANNIE😻😻😍😣😖😞😩🥰DID I MENTION I LOVE PUSSY⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ I LOVE PUSSY IF U DIDNT ALRWADY KNOW‼️‼️😍😻😛😋😽😽 I WANNA EAT HANNIE OUT FOR DAAAYYYSSS‼️‼️😫😫🙏🙏😣😖🙌🤪😛😝😩🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🙌🙏🥰😫🫨🙌🙌🥴🥴😵‍💫 CAN U TELL WHO NY BIAS IS⁉️⁉️⁉️🤔🤔🫣🤨🤨🧐😏😏😏 ITS HANNIE‼️😝😝😛😍😩🙌 THAT WAS TOYALLY NOT OBVIOUS AT AAAALLL 😁😁🥰🥰😻😻😻

POOKIE THANK U FOR THE FOOD‼️‼️🥹🥹🥹🙏🙏🧎‍♀️🙌😩😋😋😋💕💕BC U LITERALKY ADDED EVERYTHING THT I LOVE INTO ONE SINGLE FIC‼️😩😩😩😝😋🤭🤭🥰 LIKR I LOVE HANNIE‼️‼️💕 I LOVE PUSSY‼️‼️‼️😝😋I LOVE VIBRATORS‼️‼️🧎‍♀️🥴😖🫨I LOVE DACRYPKYIIA‼️‼️😻😻🤭I LOVE SQUIRTING‼️‼️😩😝🥴😵‍💫 I LOVE OVERSTIM‼️😫🥴🤧😵🤩 I LOVE MEAN READER‼️‼️‼️‼️😣🙁🤭😵😍 LIIIKKREEEEEEB OH EM GEE Z‼️ HOW DO U KNOW ME SO WELL⁉️⁉️⁉️😟😧😵😵‍💫😲😱😱😱😱 IM UNWELL🥵🥵😤😫😳 I READ THIS LIKKE FIFTY5️⃣0️⃣✋👌 THOUSAND💯💯💯TIMES BC IT WAS JUST THAT GOOD‼️🥵😻😋💕🤧 LIKE IM IN LOVE‼️😻 IM IN LOVE WITH YOU‼️😘😘💕💕💕 IM IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITING‼️‼️🤭✍️📝🖊️IM IN LOVE WITH HANS PUSSY‼️‼️😼😼😻😸 I NEED MY FACE 🗣️🗣️IN BETWEEN HIS LEGS AT ALL TIMES‼️🦵🗣️👅💦🦵

WDYMMMM UR GONNA KEEP MY DERANGED THOUGHTS IN A BOOKLET⁉️⁉️⁉️😨😰😥😱🤯😭 HOW DARE U⁉️⁉️😡😠🤬😡🤬😡😡 HOW DARE U FLATTER ME THIS WAY⁉️⁉️🤬🤬🤬🤬 U GOT ALL SHYY POOKIEEE 😽😿👉👈🤭🫣WDYYMMMMM LOVELY ISNT ENOUGH AS AN ADJECTIVE⁉️⁉️😧😧😀 IM SO TOUCJED Z 😭😭😭💕💕💕💕💕WHAT THE HELL‼️‼️😾😠🤬 IM SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE☝️1️⃣ GIVING COMPLIMENTS‼️‼️‼️ NOT U 🫵😠WHO SAID U WERE ALLOWED TO GOVR ME COMPLIMENTS WHAT THE HELL Z‼️‼️🤬🤬😡😡😾

AND POOKIE UR WORDS ARE NOT SILLY⁉️⁉️😡😡🤬🤬😡🤬 THIS IS SOME HIGH TIER S CLASS (hehe get it?😏😏) WRITING LIJE IVE NEVER READ SOMETHING THAT MADE MY PUSSY THROB THAT MUCH‼️😩😩🥵😵💦 IVE NEVRT READ SOMETHIGN THAG MADE ME NUT THAT HARD‼️‼️🥜🌰🥜💦 LIKE POOKE UR WRITING HAS GOTTEN ME BRICKRF🧱🧱TF UP☝️🆙⬆️WHAT YHE HELL‼️‼️😾 IVE NEVER READ SOMETHING THAT MADE ME REREAD IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN IN ONE SITTING IM LITERALLY SO MF WET RN‼️‼️😩💦🌊🌊🥜

AND YES IM FUCKING EXCITED OVER THE PORN THT U DREW‼️‼️‼️😩🤭😛😝🥵 BC ITS PUSSY‼️‼️😼😼😼😻 ITS HANS PUSSY‼️‼️😩😻😻😻🙀 JM SO FLATTERED THAT THIS IS A FLEX TO U‼️‼️💕🥹 LIKE U DONT KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I ZOOMED UP ON THAT PUSSY😸😻 AND FUCKING DROOLED🤤🤤🤤😮‍💨 AT THE SIGHT👁️👁️ LIKE POOKIE I ALMOST LICKRD MY SCREEN😰😰☝️

YES YES YES PLS CALL HANNIE‼️‼️ THATS MY NUMBER TWO#️⃣2️⃣✌️ POOKIE RIGHT THERE U BEING THE FIRST OFC DUUUHHHHHHH #️⃣1️⃣☝️🥇🥇HE SHOULD BUY ME AND HIM MATCJING PANTIES THAT WOULD BE SAUR CUTEEEEEE 😻😻😻💕😩‼️IM GONNA MAKE SURE HIS PANTIES ARE ABSOLUTELY RUINEEEDDD🤤🙀😼💪💪 LIKE TO THE POINT U CANT MF SALVAGE IT‼️‼️😮‍💨😝IM GONNA TOUCH HIS PRETTY CLIT OVER TEH FABRIC‼️ IM GONNA TOUCU HIS PRETTY CLIT UNDER THE FABRIC‼️ IM GONNA TOUCH THAT MF PRETTY CLIT‼️‼️‼️😻😍😍😍😝 MY HANDS ARE NEVER LEAVING IT🙅‍♀️👎❌ LIKR I LOVE CLITS SO MUCH😝🤪😋🤩😣 I LOVE HIS CLIT😩😫😫 I LOVE CLITS🤬🤬🤬😡😡😡😡I WANNA SUCK THEM I WANNA TOUCH THEM I WANNA PRESS A VIBRATOR UP TO IT‼️ OMG VIBRATORS 🤯🤯😱😱😱I LOVE VIBRATORS😡😡🤬🤬😡😡🥵 ESPCEILALY ON CLITS😋😋🥰🥰😍☺️ VIBRATORS ARE THE BEST THINGS TO EVER EXIST‼️‼️‼️🗣️🗣️💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 I GIVE MY SINCEREST THANKS TO THE INVENTOR OF THE VIBRATOR WHOEVER THEY ARE 🙏🙏🧎‍♀️❤️❤️🥰😘😻

AND YES POOKIE‼️‼️‼️ PLS DRAW IT NO PRESSURE🙅‍♀️❌ BUT LIKE IM A HORNY😈🦄🦏🙏🔥💦 FUCK SO LIKEEE…………PLS🙏🙏🙏🙏🧎‍♀️ I NEED TO SEE THAT HANNIE PUSSY AGAIN‼️‼️🤬🤬😡😡😩😩😭😭😖😣😣😢 IM LITERALLY GROWLING AND DROOLING LIKE A RABID DOG🐕🐕👹👹👹👹👹👹IM SOOOO FUCKING FERAL RN Z WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLL‼️‼️‼️😩😣👹👹

YES POOKIE U CAN CALL ME POOKIE TOO‼️‼️😻🥰🥰🥹🥹❤️❤️WE CAN BE EACH OTHERS POOKIES‼️‼️🥰🥰🥰 I CAN BE UR POOKIE ANON‼️‼️😻🙏🥰😋😍🔥 BUT ANYWAYS POOKIE IM SO FLATTERED TO BE RECEIVING UR THANSK🥹🥹🥹🥹💕💕 LIKE WHAT WHY AM I BEING THANKED⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️🤨🤨🤨🤨 WHAT DID I DOOOOO⁉️⁉️⁉️😰😰😰😱😱😨🙀 IM JUST SPILLING ALL OF MY DERANGED THOTS TO U WITH ZERO0️⃣ DECENCY 😰😥😓😫😩😣😖

NOOOOOO Z I LOVE UU MORE😡😡😡🤬🤬😡😠😡😤 I LOVE U THE MOREST MOSTEST‼️‼️🤬 AND IS THAT BOOKET FOR MEEEEE⁉️⁉️⁉️🥹🥹🥹🥹 THANK U ‼️‼️😭😭😭😢💕I LOVE PINK BTW 💕💕LIKE PINK FLOWRRS🌸🌺💘💝🌷 PINK PUSSIES😸👅🫦💗🩷PINK IN GENERAL 💕💗💖💞💓💘💝🩷 BUT THANK YOUUUUUU POOOOKIE‼️‼️🥹💓💓💕 HERE R MY FLOWERS FOR UUUUU💐💐🌺🌹🌸🌷🌻🌼🪻🌷🌺💐💐💐🌺🌻🌺🌸🌼🪻🪷🪷🪷🌻🌷🌺💐💐🪻🌸🌼💐💐🌼💐🪷🌺🌹🌻💐💐🌻🌷🌺🌹

AND OOOHHHHH MMMYYYYY GOOOODDDDD Z‼️‼️HAVE MY HANDS‼️‼️‼️🖐️🤚🤲🙌👐PAINT THEM💅💅‼️‼️‼️THEYRE GONNA BE THE WORSTEST NAILS THT YOU HAVE EVER SEEN IN UR LIFE BC I FUCKING LIVE LIKE A LITERAL ANIMAL😀😀😀😀😀⁉️⁉️‼️ BUT THANK YOU POOKIE I WOULD LOVE A HANNIE BOYPUSSY DESIGN WITH HIS CLIT ON MY THUMB‼️💅🌝🌝 BUT I MIGHT ACCIDENTALLY LICK MY THUMB THINKING ITS THE REAL DEAL⁉️⁉️😰😨😨😫😩😰😱😓😪🤧

AND EKIAJSKJSUWNSMZ A HANNIE HEART FOR MEEEE⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️FOR EMEEEEEEEE⁉️⁉️⁉️🥹🥹🥹🥹 WHAT‼️ Z WHAT THE HELL‼️‼️‼️😩😫😩🥹🤧😰 TWM JSKAJMWBW W HAT THE FCUK POOKIE ‼️‼️😩😩😫😟😣😖HES SO CUTE‼️🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕 THE SPARKLY EYES😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔 TEH LITYLE BLUSH😩😫😭🥹THE MOLE😩😩😩😫😫💕💕💕💔💔😭😭‼️🥹THE HEART💔💔💔💔💕💕💕💕💕💕😖😫🤧THE HAIR‼️‼️‼️😩EVERYTHING SI SO CUTGEEEE🥹😫😫💕💕‼️ SHKANSUJWKSIHWMNWJS IM SO IN LOVE WITH U POOKIE‼️‼️‼️💕💕💕💕🥹

anyways brb devouring hannie’s boyclit at the moment🤭😋😋💦

😭 long ask warning

THANK YOU SO MUCH POOKIE? gosh idek how to reply its taken me a bit because i genuinely dont know how to respond??! im forever grateful for this!!!

yk after i deal with my last stretches of uni for the year AND finish my pending wips i might treat u to more hannie stuff 😋 i keep saying this but specialllll shoutouts to mei bc they are the one who keeps motivating me to make stuff lmao and they asked for this hannie boypussy thing. then my dick ran with it. THEN IT REACHED YOU?!?! MEANT TO BE METHINKSSSS

OUUUU PLS serving u with the art was so fun tbh so im very glad u liked it IM GLAD U LIKED THE FIC AT ALL AHAHAHA ur enthusiasm drives me to create and ID LOVE TO KEEP HEARING FROM U POOKIE ANON GOD U MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD EVEN IF IM Going Thru It

go fuck up them clit nails and finger hanji’s pretty pussy with them 😋😋 PINK BOOKET FOR U MY LOVELY! HOPE URE ALWAYS HAVING A GREAT DAY‼️ I LOVE U DOWN i hope u never get neutered so u can be just as insane as me

[threadsun]

Hmmm…Alright I GUESS that’s true. If I’m not put back in my place and if I try to act defiant ALL the time, then I’ll just wind up being even more needy and desperate for any kind of physical touch~ I can see that being more torturous than anything (but I’m doing it to myself so if that’s saying anything lol)

I never doubted your ability to tell, I’ve moved past that phase when you showed me how little I knew, but like, how SPECIFIC it was got me like 😳Dude, tbh, I’d become loopy if you showed me attention and reward me one moment, but ignore me the next. Listen, you caught me in a weird place right now where I’m a little more…lenient to follow along with things so like, when I woke up this morning feeling all nice and clear headed, the moment I start reading this, it was like BAM! Words are hard again! Like, how does that work?! I ain’t trying to say you have an effect on me, but like what the heck?! And apparently I turn into a valley girl or something with how much I keep repeating like when thinking is hard 😂 I freaking almost SCREAMED! I live with other people who work from home so I’m sure they wouldn’t have appreciated it if I did lol. I like the thought of getting used by others, but only when I get the okay from who actually owns me, ya know? But holy hell, I like that reward…ALOT 🥴

OOOO I didn’t even consider getting rewarded for following orders when it came 24/7! Definitely adds lots more incentive to do them! I’m sure if you’d try to talk to Jack about it, you’d realize he’s ALREADY been doing it under the guise of being helpful. We see you Jack 👁️👁️

I feel like being the firehouse dog was basically manifested at that point with how much you were wanting there to BE a firehouse dog. What better way than to do it yourself~ Do you think they’ll make it an official position within the firehouse so you could get benefits like health insurance and a 401k while getting screwed all the time? Imagine them trying to get you to quit your job at Popov’s just so they can have you all to themselves. “There’s no need for you to work there when we’ll take care of everything for you over here! All you have to do is be a GOOD puppy~” I feel like that’s if they leaning over towards more yandere territory for all of them, but still! I’m trying to think about what duties each of the guys have when it comes to taking care of you. Of course Jack is your obedience trainer and Joesph is technically your owner since he brought you there in the first place, but what about the rest of them? It’s ironic though because you’d think Nick would be the obedience trainer, but I can see him taking you to doctors appointments if they wind up being a little too rough or just checking in to make sure you’re still okay going through with all of this. Mental, emotional, physical, and sexual health are all things he’d wish someone would check him with, so he does it for you instead (plus he can’t help it since it’s something he does being a professional dom) But maybe Ian would be the one buying you all the toys or outfits he’d want to dress you up in (and some of the other guys would love to see ruined on you). I can see him spoiling you extra when the other guys aren’t looking or sneaking you in that treat you wanted when you’ve been bad cause “have you seen their puppy dog eyes?! They were basically BEGGING for it! I can’t say no!” Rory probably make homemade treats shaped like bones or something so he could give a small baggie of them to each of the guys. He’d make sure you’re plenty hydrated and well-fed all the time! Shaun would be a little more conflicted and may suggest that you might like wearing cat ears more than those dog ones. Definitely giving “treat dog like cat” energy. Honestly I have no idea the timeline or how it’d work because this whole au is based off horniness, but I didn’t want to leave people hanging!

I wish I could give you a hug! I can’t imagine how scary it must’ve been when you had to do survival sex work instead of what you’re able to do now. Being in the place of needing to do something just to make sure bills can be paid and food can be purchased can be terrifying and scarring. Choosing to buy food or medicine is never a place I’d hope anyone would have to experience. I’m sorry 🩵

LUCKY!!! I’ve always wanted to go up to Boston because of the amount of lobster you can get for cheap AND all the cool historical aspects in the city, but they have a whole bunch of Victorian houses too??? Dude, you’re just making me want to go up there more! Lol. Did you get to go to Salem before too since they’re so close to each other? It’s definitely a bucket list item for me to experience it, but I know the energy can be a whammy like Gettysburg or Savannah is. Lots of distraught residual energy from the past mixed with excited feelings from tourists creates very confusing energies. Stained glass windows are absolutely gorgeous! I wish more modern houses held as much character and personality as homes from the 1920’s and back had. I love some 1950’s style appliances, but it’s around that time that houses started to become more generic in style. Definitely more concerning because of the amount of aggressive behaviors towards people by Gresham’s Castle, but it’s luckily it’s not a standard when it comes to haunted places. Most of the time it’s just residual energy or grumpy ghosts that cause more negative feelings, but if you ground, shield, and set your intentions, you’ll be okay if you go to places that are haunted with not as pleasant energy (battlefields, hospitals, that sort of thing). However, this shouldn’t mean you should actively LOOK for places that are known to house darker energies that can be harmful or even deadly. Usually places like those are ones that even the most talented of mediums won’t go to unless absolutely necessary. Those are considered light worker cases instead of Casper cases and no one purposely chooses to be a light worker. They’re the ones who deal with demons and dangerous entities. When I first started learning about what I was capable of doing years ago, I definitely dabbled a lot more out of curiosity and excitement (self worth and validation from helping people with my gifts). Because I did this though, I went through one of the most terrifying experiences in my life and had to stop for an entire year under the people who were teaching me instructions. So definitely be careful if you go to more dangerous! I have all of my own headcanons based off the information I’ve learned throughout the years with the metaphysical when it comes to Jack and some of the warnings of the game, but since it’s based off fiction, I have no idea how much is drawn from imagination and how much is drawn from fact. (*coughJackshowsmoresignsofbeingdemonicthanaghost,especiallywiththerulethingCOUGH*)

Exactly!!! At this point, we can definitely say we see eye to eye when it comes to this topic, but let’s just hope that the smaller portion of the fandom can see where we’re coming from and why the way they’re acting is hurting the community as a whole.

Oh jeez! \(//∇//)\ My mind doesn’t have to be the only thing that’s open though~

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Don't worry, I like to have some fun with my prey subs before I eat them take what I want. So I'd let you be all bratty and give you the satisfaction of frustrating me until I snap~ You're just too cute! And very fun to toy with. I definitely like to share my subs sometimes, especially to show off how well I've trained them! Though, I'll confess I can get a bit jealous. So I'd have to remind you who you belong to afterwards.

Oh absolutely, he's been like... subtly domming the player the Whole Time tbh. Nonsexually, until he gets explicit consent, but still. He uses rewards to make you care for yourself, and scolds and lectures you about it when you try to ignore his commands.

Ooooh yes, I love that!!!! They all have different roles and treat you in different ways. Ian absolutely spoils you rotten, he just can't help himself. And he loves dressing you up and getting new toys and everything!! He's the one who makes your cage all nice and aesthetic too. Nick definitely makes sure all the consent and negotiation stuff are going well, but I think he also teaches the others how to safely engage in harder kinks by using you as a demonstration. He'll pull you out of your cage and sit you in his lap and show everyone the correct way to choke you or all the places that can safely be spanked... Rory loves to feed and spoil you with treats!! Lots of baked goods and also sharing his lunch with you if you do tricks for him. Jean is definitely the one who gets you the actual job, like convincing/bribing anyone necessary to get you a salary and insurance and everything. He also keeps the public from finding out about you so that there's no public outrage, because that would make it a lot harder to keep you! Shaun definitely would prefer a cat, but he'll settle for teaching you "tricks" like meowing for him. And giving you a nice bowl of "cream" as a treat~

Thank you 💙 luckily, that time in my life is long past. But it definitely gave me a more nuanced perspective of sex work than a lot of people have. I like to look at it as an ultimately positive experience because it allows me to better understand the needs of my fellow sex workers, whether they need to do it for survival or want to do it for the joy of the work!

Boston is absolutely lovely! I haven't actually gotten around to going to Salem because I only take day trips up there to see my brother, and it's about a 3 hour drive each way. But maybe next time I'll convince him to bring Moon and I there to look around! I'd definitely be interested in seeing the place. Oh yeah, I try to stay away from genuinely dangerous places. I never actively seek out that kinda thing, I'm just bad at ignoring it when I stumble upon it by accident. But I'm not very sensitive to those sorts of things 99% of the time. I'm a mekubal, so I deal pretty much exclusively with Jewish spirits/demons/entities. And because our classifications for things aren't based on whether they're malicious or benevolent, sometimes it's safer for us to work with demons than angels, for example. But I'm not very sensitive to entities that aren't Jewish, I suppose because that's where all of my studies have been. Speaking of, I've always seen Jack as a dybbuk who is lying about the rules thing, but I would love to hear your theory about what he is!!

Oh don't worry, once I'm done opening your mind and making you wonderfully mindless and compliant, I'll make sure to open the rest of you too~ Can't skip over a single thing when I'm claiming you, after all.

[jimimn]

🥴😭😳🤯😩 My god how to form words... I just rewatched the teaser and compared to that, the haunting choir was stronger in the YouTube shorts version and 🤯🤯 I lost my mind. The choir and the horror like harmonization that you mentioned sounds AMAZING. There is a really high female(?) voice in the very back, holding that note for like almost the entirety of the yt shorts and it literally just fucking catapulted me into the sun. There is a haunting vibe mix of Fake Love from MDP and the choir reminded me of that. I'm really really loving this song so far and they literally just showed us almost the same thing twice 😭 but I'm already so obsessed with it. AND THE DANCERS? LIKE PTD ON STAGE BLACK SWAN??? JIMIN IN THE CENTER??? And the dancers mimicking the choir's screams??? There is so much to unpack here, I need to go on twitter and find people who have the braincells to unpack all this 😂

And now back to my previous ask: Omg don't even mention Jimin dancing in water or rain to me 😭 I would d.e. Oh and yeah you're right, he probably has more outfits in the mv I DIDN'T EVEN THINK OF THAT 😭😭😭

I know exactly what eyes you're talking about and I hate him when he does that. I generally consider myself a soft Jimin stan b̶u̶t̶ l̶a̶t̶e̶l̶y̶ h̶e̶ r̶e̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ m̶a̶k̶e̶s̶ m̶e̶ w̶a̶n̶t̶ t̶o̶ c̶l̶i̶m̶b̶ h̶i̶m̶

Oh, but then you also won yesterday as yoonminkook biased 😎 Yoongi with a puppy 🥺😭

ALSO DID YOU SEE WHAT PDOGG POSTED? Jimin is ending 2023 kpop??? AND WE ONLY GOT 2 TEASERS BUT I'D SAY HE ALREADY ENDED EVERYTHING?? I'm like kinda thankful the next thing we are getting (at least according to the schedule, I'm side eyeing bighit with the surprise drops because there is still a day tomorrow) is the actual mv because it'd be insane if I had to sit through another teaser and not have the actual song. And I'm SO excited to learn what SMF is about and his thought process and what kind of promotion he'll do and talk about his album and his experience and what he learned and maybe Joon will talk about the album too and i will just have so much Jimin content every day 🥺🥺 -🦋

under read more again lmaoo <3333

YESSSS the yt shorts version has stronger background vocalization. and yep yep it sounds like a high female opera like voice but its haunting dhjfhdj idk how to explain it. pls i feel like the song is really going to make me cry.. not just because of the lyrics that might be emotional but also because the intensity of the song might make me overwhelmed. it sounds soooooo energetic and aggressive rn im gonna be so overwhelmed when we finally get to hear the whole thing. AND YES. the dancers the formation the vibes i agree with everyone saying its giving fake love + black swan + on DGFHDJJFD. and the dancers have been posting stories of the teaser saying "the king is coming" and things like that i just think its gonna be fucking insane. omg yes if you find theories send them my way because i have 1 braincell which is all about jimin jimin jimin it is incapable for any other coherent thought <3 (and u did not hear me say this but the third paragraph in ur ask hahahahahahhahha same) OMG RIGHT i forgot they released the photoshoot sketch yesterday 😭😭😭😭 i only saw snippets of yoongi being an absolute goofball i am yet to watch the sketch but i will now after answering this <3 AND YES OFCOURSE I SAW IT. PDOGG. DO U UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS WHEN A PRODUCER LIKE PDOGG SAYS SOMETHING LIKE THIS? JIMIN DID NOT COME TO PLAY. two teasers and he's already made everyone lose their goddamn minds imagine what'll happen when the actual song will release. and god i agree i literally cannot wait i don't need to be teased anymore give me the song already!!!!!!! im sure we'll get joon talking about the songs he participated in when he comes live next hehe i hope he does <3333 and yes please i need to hear jimin talk about it too. i hope he tells us about the inside stories and his thought process behind the album and the songs i would love nothing more than to hear him talk about his art 🥺🥺🥺💖

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Helloooo how do we feel about S,T, and U for Rengoku? 👀👀👀 ty in advance if you end up writing this!!

Oooo those are some saucey picks for Rengoku 👀

Thank you for the request!! I’m sorry for it being super late, it was hard for me to write again bevause work exhausted me but I’m trying to come back to tumblr again! Thank you for te wait and I hope you still enjoy the fic :)

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♡ nsfw under cut!! ♡

S - Sexy Clothing

This man gets exCITED!!

Prepare to be bombarded with praise because he is going to compliment you all night!!

He had a long and tiring mission that he was finally coming back from. Luckily, he received little to no injuries so he was able to go straight home and see you again

You figured you’d treat your man to something real special after such a tiring week of hunting down and slaying demons.

Luckily, while he was gone you were able to buy some new lingerie without him noticing. So you scurried to the closet and grabbed it and danced with excitement

“I think Kyo is going to reeaallyy love this!!”

You put on the lingerie and one of Rengoku’s haoris that were much bigger than you to add a little spice. You positioned the haori in a way where it just teasingly let the lingerie peak through and sat in the living space, waiting for your boyfriend’s arrival

Rengoku opens the door and sets his sword down with a loud sigh “I’m finally home my lovely Y/N!! Come here and give me a hug! I’ve missed you so much.”

He smiles brightly at you as you got up and opened your arms to hug him, a shy but excited smile on your face.

Your open arms reveal the lingerie and Rengoku just kind of freezes for a bit processing.

“Y/N? Lingerie? With my haori? Waiting for me? Away from my touch for so long? Lingerie? Lingerie?? Oh my god.”

He pushes you from the hug to get a better look at you and shouts, “oh my gOD, Y/N!! YOU LOOK AMAZING!!! THE COLOR SUITS YOU WELL AND THE LACE IS IMMACULATE! To the bedroom. Now.” And with that he scoops you in his arms and carried you to the bedroom, kissing you and praising you the entire way.

“You did all this for me? You’re such a good girl. Now you’re going to show me just how good you can be. God I can’t keep my eyes off you, you just look so good. It’s a shame it won’t stay on for long.”

T - Time

Rengoku is a Hashira, so he’s got lots of stamina. He could do a lot of rounds.

Depending on his mood or yours, he could do like five or six rounds 😳 with like… barely a break in between

And he usually lasts a while because he paces himself and does plenty of foreplay to make sure you’re also enjoying it all and orgasming with or before him. He always makes sure you orgasm. He’d hate for you to not experience ecstasy and only he did.

If he’s really horny, I say he’d last like maybe fifteen minutes and if he held himself back, maybe twenty five minutes. But combine that with his stamina and how many rounds he can do 🥴🥴 it’s gonna be a long, erotic night.

I can see him doing quite a few quickies with you too. He enjoys them! But of course only if it’s appropriate like he’s not going to do it in a very public area where the chances of being seen is like 90%

He doesn’t want anyone else seeing you like that because it’s for his eyes only 😤 and he thinks it’s just very disrespectful to the public since they probably didn’t want to see two people getting it on

But his quickies are as implied, they’re quick lol

He takes his time to learn your body and see what you love best and what drives you over the edge so he focuses on that to make sure you cum quickly. He always cums as well because he was extra horny to even consider a quickie and seeing you all worked up and moaning over his cock is enough to drive him over the edge

U - Urge

I can honestly see it going two ways, he’s basically begging and slowly eases into sex or is just straight up blunt about it.

He slumps back into your shared home just happy that he’s back and able to see you once again. But that mission was also way too long. He was away from your touch for way longer than he liked.

“Welcome home, Honey!” You beam happily, walking up to your lover to give him a big hug. Your whole body squished against his as he held you tightly, bent slightly to be able to rest his head on yours. “Mmm I’ve missed you so much, Kyo.” You muffle into his chest, enjoying his scent and warmth again.

“I’ve missed you too, Y/N.” He grabs your chin to pull you in for a kiss. It was sweet and innocent. But he got addicted. To be able to finally kiss you again after weeks was intoxicating. He went in for another kiss, this time more heated.

“I’ve really… really missed you, Y/N…” he practically whimpers whispers into your ear.

You both quickly made your way to the bedroom. 😳

The other blunt, crack head way would just be him busting through the door, “Y/N!! I’m home!!!” He quickly rushes to you, his face practically touching yours, “and I’m horny. Let’s fuck.” 👁V👁

[bangchanswolfpelt]

Kinktober Day 9: Forgot All the Rules

kinktober 2021 request: Humiliation with taehyun (txt) ? please 🥺love your blog !!

cw: dom!Taehyun; audience!Yeonjun+Soobin+Beomgyu+Kai; reader referred to with she/her pronouns; reader has a vulva; humiliation; webcam/video chat sex; sensory deprivation - blindfolds; exhibitionism/voyeurism - sex with an audience; objectification; stripping; dirty talk; use of a knife to cut clothing; teasing; vaginal fingering; mentions of fisting

wordcount: 1,723 words

this one got so wildly out of hand 🥴 spent almost as much time yelling at myself for adding fOuR eXtRa PeOpLe to this as i did staring at pictures of Taehyun's hands. 🥴🥴🥴

it's not her request, but i'm pretty sure if i didn't tag @muselin in the filthiest thing i've ever written about her bias, Tae might actually manifest through my screen to scold me personally. 😳

Taehyun likes to fuck you while his friends watch.

You’re curled up on his lap, already blindfolded, when the call starts. You don’t pay much attention to the soft chatter as everyone gets online, trying to get yourself settled and balanced as he adjusts the camera.

“Say hi, baby.” Taehyun’s voice cuts through the muddle of your discomfort, low and velvety in your ear.

“Hi…” It’s hard to raise your voice as the darkness presses in around you, the greeting practically a whisper, and the chorus of chuckles that rumbles against your back and drifts from the speakers makes your cheeks burn. Still, you wave blindly, and something sweet and hot bubbles up in your chest as you hear Kai giggle, murmuring about how cute you are.

Tae’s hands, strong and warm, move gently up and down your sides and you relax into his touch, grateful for the way it grounds you.

“What should we do first?” You stay quiet, knowing his question isn’t for you.

“Have her lift her shirt up.” Soobin’s quick with his suggestion, quick enough to draw a round of laughter from all his friends, and even you can’t hold back a giggle as Taehyun guides your hands to the hem of your shirt. You drag it up slowly, half out of a desire to tease, half out of genuine shyness—the noises you draw from your audience only heightening those feelings.

“How pretty… baby dressed up for us, huh?” Yeonjun’s cooing sweetly as soon as your bra is visible; the praise has you squirming in Taehyun’s lap, warm and pleased even as you want to hide away in his arms.

“She’s even prettier out of it, though.” Soobin is breathless as he speaks, and you find yourself wondering if he’s already touching himself.

“She is,” Tae agrees fondly, nose nudging your temple sweetly as his hands skim up your waist, tracing the edge of your bra’s cups and hooking a thumb under the band teasingly. “All the way off now, baby.”

You shimmy out of your shirt, eager to please, then reach for the clasp of your bra before freezing. The sudden pause draws another laugh—just Beomgyu and Yeonjun this time, you think—while Soobin huffs in frustration.

“Go on, don’t leave him hanging.” Taehyun’s permission gets your fingers moving again, bra sliding down your shoulders, a shiver running through you as the cold air hits your skin, stiffening them into firm peaks. It takes effort to keep from curling your arms around your chest, but you’re rewarded with an audible sigh through the speakers, with warm hands cupping your breasts as lips press to your neck in a tender kiss.

“Bring her closer… ?” Soobin’s practically whining, and it sends another rush of shame and desire coursing through your veins in equal doses, as Taehyun lifts you up to push you towards the camera like a pet he’s showing off. The sudden movement tips you off balance, though, has you gasping and scrabbling to brace yourself on his arms.

“Ahh, so pretty…” You can hear the slick, wet sound of Soobin’s hand moving across his cock, steady alongside his labored breathing, and it makes you dizzy to know that he’s watching you, touching himself to the sight of you. “Her nipples look so tasty, look like they were made to be kissed and sucked.”

You really are just a prize to be shown off, you think dizzily, as Soobin’s deep voice rolls over you, saying things about your body you’re not sure you could bear if you had to look him in the eye. You’re just a toy to be played with, you think, as big hands squeeze and grope at your chest, pushing your tits together obscenely, as cruel, clever fingers pinch and roll your nipples to light your nerves on fire.

“I want to see the rest of her.” Yeonjun’s whine cuts through the haze of your pleasure, draws Taehyun’s hands away from your breasts to snap at your waistband.

The process of getting your shorts off is agonizingly clumsy and slow when you aren’t allowed off Taehyun’s lap—your limbs a tangled mess as you try to balance your shifting weight in the darkness, and he doesn’t help at all as you squirm and kick out, just chuckles and grinds up into your ass. It’s not until they’re all the way off that he starts manhandling you again, dragging your legs up and apart, taking your hands and hooking them behind your knees so you can hold yourself open for his friends’ hungry gazes.

“Look at how wet she is.” The low, raspy words have you suddenly painfully aware of how sticky your thighs are, the urge to clamp your legs shut to hide away the mess you’ve made of your underwear nearly overwhelming as Yeonjun’s voice twists at your cut, low and hot and mean. “She looks wet enough to make a mess on you… is she? Is she wet enough to smell? You should tell us what she tastes like…”

Taehyun runs a finger along your covered slit, and more than the muted touch through your panties, the sound of the wet slide of fabric under his touch has you burning up, hips jolting into the contact. He’s withdrawing too soon, though, and then the exaggerated sound of him sucking your arousal from his fingers fills the air. You shrink down in his lap miserably, thighs trembling as the lewd noise drags a pathetic whine dragged from your throat.

There’s no escape and no reprieve for you, though—once he’s licked his finger clean, he’s back to tracing your folds through wet fabric, an arm around your waist holding you in place with ease while he works his fingers along the slick mess of you, making as much noise as possible to make you whimper and squirm for your audience. He even dips into your entrance, fucking your sopping underwear into you as your muscles clench desperately around the teasing thrusts.

You don’t realize that the arm around your waist has left until you feel the cool slide of metal against your skin, until the sound of fabric rending fills the room and air hits your damp folds, sending a violent shiver up your spine. Distantly, you register the sound of Beomgyu laughing and cheering as the pocketknife glints under the light of the screen, but it’s closed with a snap and tossed away in favor of unforgiving fingers spreading you open.

By now, you should know better than to think your torment is over, but you still nearly cry when Taehyun leaves you achingly empty in favor of stringing you along further, stroking lips plump and flushed with arousal, tapping at your clit arrhythmically. The more he plays with you, the wetter you get, until you can feel it sticking to your thighs and dripping down your ass.

“She’s practically dripping now,” Beomgyu says, with a laugh that makes you shudder. “All over your pants, the chair, too… such a messy little slut…”

Even over the thick, wet sound of his fingers teasing you, you can hear his friends’ soft groans, the sound of hands working over cocks. It makes you shiver with shame, makes your toes curl with pleasure, knowing that they’re using you to get themselves off.

“Just put your fingers inside already.” You recognize the whine of Kai’s voice, puppyish and needy. There aren’t words to explain the depth of your gratitude for him when Taehyun finally sinks one long finger into you—it’s not enough, never enough, but the relief you feel at having something to clench down around is indescribable.

He knows what Kai likes, makes sure to spread your lips open with his other hand so there’s a clear view of the way your pussy swallows him up greedily as he pushes a second finger in.

“Give her one more…” A third finger presses into you, and you shudder as you feel your walls stretch to take him, as he curls his fingers to find that tender spot that makes you moan like the whore he’s turned you into.

“Another…” Kai’s eagerness has Taehyun and the others laughing, even as he works a fourth finger slowly into you, easing you open with shallow little thrusts that lock up your limbs and drag animal noises from somewhere deep in your chest.

“Do you want her stretched open so much that you can see inside?” You can’t hold back a whimper at Beomgyu’s words, the thought of being pried open and seen in a way even more mortifying than this has your eyes burning and your lungs seizing up with choked little sobs.

“I think he just wants to see her take a whole fist,” Yeonjun teases breathily.

“She’s slutty enough to fit a whole fist inside of her,” Taehyun declares confidently, twisting his fingers to press into the needy spot he’d been neglecting and dragging a strangled gasp out of you. “She could take one of mine for sure, but maybe even Kai’s.”

The thought of being so full—of having someone’s whole fist inside of you—of Taehyun, or Kai, or maybe even both of them taking turns, slowly, carefully working a big hand into your small body—hits you like a freight train, everything that isn’t want or need pushed out of your mind. You don’t even realize you’re cumming until Tae brings a hand up to tuck you in closer to his chest, whispering soothing nothings in your ear as you shake apart in his arms, as the need that’s been pulsing through your veins like gasoline is finally set alight.

All you know is that the darkness behind your eyelids has gone an almost blinding white, pleasure so hot and sharp you think you might die from it.

When you’re capable of hearing and feeling a world outside your own body again, there are big hands carefully uncurling your fingers from where they’ve dug into your thighs, easing your legs down from you’d held them to drape across the arm of the chair. You’re dimly aware of voices still carrying from the speakers, but aside from some cursing and muffled groans, your thoughts are too scrambled to make sense of what they’re saying—at least, until Taehyun’s voice cuts through them all, clear as a diamond.

“Give us five minutes and she’ll be ready to go again.”

[onsunnyside]

HI SONNY!! may i present to you...

spicy videos: bambi and tarzan steve edition

1. bambi worshiping steve's dick and just being in love with it

2. not spicy but. bambi

3. dark tarzan steve putting his dick in r's mouth while she was sleeping, and woke her up by having his dick down her throat so she cant do anything but to suck it🥴

4. MAJOR SIZE KINK!!! i could see tarzan steve completely annoys r by taking her clothes off when she was getting ready. steve was so confused as to why she wanted to leave their warm comfortable bed to go out

5. holy fuck dark tarzan steve just completely manhandling r like a toy

-gg

finally answering the rest of these spicy asks😳 here we go

hi bestie !! i've missed the tarzan verse !!

you just love how he feels in your hands and your mouth, all warm and heavy, and so big and of course, his cream that you could never get enough of. there are often times when Steve would be lounging on the couch and you'd slip under the blanket and between his thighs. You'd peek up at him from under the fluffy fabric, fingers trailing up his leg as you tilt your head in a silent question. "Again?" He gently rubs your head, trying to ignore your breath seeping through his thin pants and directly on his hardening cock, "You just—fuck, you just had some this morning." "More? Please, Stevie." You urge, "Want more, want to feel it you in my mouth, taste you..."

yes bc: It feels like the end of the world when you wake up in bed with one missing stuffed animal. It's even worse because you feel like you've disgraced them, threw them off a cliff without even knowing and forgotten their entire existence. That's why when Steve sees you being extra careful and favouring one stuffie, in particular, he knows what happened, "Did Pinky fall off the bed, Bambi?" You look up from the television, the pink pig sitting next to you on the couch atop a comfy mini nest of pillows and blankets, "The foot of bed... must've kicked him off." You pout, "Didn't even notice until woke up! Thumper didn't even say anythin'!"

now I'm very tempted to add somno to dark!waw... steve's form of a wake up call while you sleep in his treehouse

oh no it was deleted !! I'm going to try to answer these spicy asks right away so I'll see the video before it's deleted 😩

NOO ANOTHER ONE GONE !! 😭

[ruminate88]

Changed after emotional abuse?

In my 20’s, I am a huge believer in love and the power of it. I had a crush on this guy Jesse for 10 years and had my first boyfriend, Stewart, when I was 18. At this point I’m single now. I had a following on Twitter of a little over 900 people. I did a live webcam every night and talked with people from alllll over the world. Italy, Australia, Brazil, Canada and of course, America. I had friends alll over at that time but had only met 1 of them in person. It wasn’t uncommon for me to meet a new stranger and talk to them 1 on 1.

That’s when I met Jake 😳😳😳 Jake asked to private message so we did 1 on 1 and talked the entire night. He asked could we call each other the next night and I said sure. (I was being friendly as I had done to everyone I met and I was beyond nice and supportive to ALL my followers) okay so Jake was 4 hours behind me so we had to talk very late. We talked yet again and I had NO IDEA Jake was mirroring me. 🥴😨😳 we had everything in common and he made me feel understood and seen. We continued to talk on the phone and as he sends me selfies, I am not attracted to him 😝 it’s hard to tell him that. I liked his personality tho AT FIRST. Eventually he’s pushing for a relationship and starts to love bomb me. I try to get him to FaceTime and he has excuses like, “my camera phone is broken” AND “I lost my apple I.D login” 🤷🏻‍♀️

Jake must’ve thought I was sooo stupid. I knew he was lying and it bothered me he wouldn’t FaceTime OR Skype. (Said he doesn’t have Skype on his computer ) but I knew everyone does!!! So I felt he was hiding his identity (boy was I ever right) Jake at one point got me to say “I love you” cuz he was pushing so hard AND love bombing me. He did take a photo of his hand with my name written on it and a heart with it… so, if you can send a pic of your hand, you can FaceTime too! What’s the problem?? Jake pushed me sooooo hard to be his “girlfriend” but I was reluctant and uneasy. I did like him overall, just didn’t find myself attracted to his selfies. He had to know that is why he was so pushy.

Jake was VERY controlling and critical but also was always always there…..: every time I’d get my heart broken, Jake was there to talk me through but was also very jealous. He said rude things over cody and Andrew. He tried to make feel bad for dating Andrew. Years off and on I would block Jake then somehow he would get me to unblock him and we were “friends” …. The first time I blocked Jake, he retaliated and posted allll my private nudes on Twitter. He made a fake account of me was tagging alllll of my 900 followers 😭😭😭

My followers were upset at me and began to tell me off for sending my photos like that to them and were all unfollowing me. After I had built such loving and supportive connections. I worked so hard to build friendships and they were being destroyed in 1 shot 😭😭😭😭 all thanks to “Jake”. Eventually he got me to unblock him and he apologized and said he’s sorry he did that to me but when I accused him of being a catfish, he got mad… wow.

after Jake exploited me, I met Cody and I was obsessed with Cody and he claimed he was obsessed with me… when we talked, it was just him and I. I still had most of my followers not all of them but I stopped doing the live webcams and wasn’t talking to my followers as much 😭 after Cody ghosted me, I’m pretty much numb, isolated and cold. I lose that Twitter account for the most part and started a new following on Instagram but it wasn’t the same and I didn’t even have half the followers I did on Twitter.

I met Andrew 5/6 months after cody and we were together for over a year. After Andrew, I try to keep a following going on Instagram but it’s hard cuz I trust people less and less.

eventually I stopped posting on Instagram especially when I found out my friend Bri died and I slowly pushed my friend emily away. At some point I try to make a following on TikTok but all I wanna do is talk about Cody and Andrew and it concerns me. I believe they’re toxic and don’t know why 🥴 eventually my TikTok fyp is nothing but videos about emotional abuse 😤 I learn so much at once and I stopped making TikToks!!!! I felt the drive to share my story but I don’t quite understand it.

the more I’ve learned about emotional abuse, the more I’ve pushed the world away and don’t trust anybody 😔😭❤️‍🩹 I currently have Jake and Andrew blocked but Cody ghosted me so but I always feel they’re watching me from a far off. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 it’s creepy.

I want to be the person I was before when I was so outgoing and friendly but I can’t because now I know people can pretend and wear a mask with you. It’s never going back to the way it was 😔❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

[mcat720]

One missed potential of the Star Wars Sequel Trilogy or A.K.A (Ben Solo deserved Better!) rant. *spoilers ahead *😉

Ok, recently I rewatched the entire Skywalker Saga episodes 1-9 again, and in the end I felt inspired, neigh compelled, to point out THE most glaring misstep in the whole entire saga. That is of course the story arch of Kylo Ren/Ben Solo. Now I know this complaint has been done to death and I’m really 2 or 3 years late on this topic, BUT STILL. I have some thoughts…we all have our feelings on the original trilogy and don’t even get me started on the prequels 😳 but in the end it’s all one mostly cohesive story with the Skywalkers at the center of it. The Force Awakens was a good set up for a new set of characters and a whole lot of (ultimately wasted) potential. The biggest one being that there was a new hooded terror who has the force shredding his way through the galaxy with the First Order, but is not exactly a Sith and definitely not a Jedi, and who just happens to be the son of Han Solo and Leia Organa! Immediately you are intrigued. What happened to him? Why is he on the dark side? How could his hero parents let this have happened? He is almost set up as a reluctant villain. Even though he has done terrible things, he continues to have a pull to the light and seems to feel guilt or remorse over his darker urges. A LOT of the greatness of this character should be credited to Adam Driver and acting his ass off to carry the last set of movies. Not a slight to Daisy Ridleys Rey, because she is a believable, strong, hopeful hero that is elevated by her relationship to Kylo/Ben. They have easily the best chemistry of any Star Wars couple in my opinion, and they never really become a couple! They embody enemies to lovers so beautifully and being a DYAD in the force! Oh wow, such a cool new thing to add into the universe! my poor little Reylo heart weeps at their lost possibilities😭. I saw Kylo/Ben as this sort of re-writing of Anakin Skywalker and the burden on someone with great power. Where we had Anakin manipulated through hate and give in to darkness to save someone he loves(or so he thought) only to loose everything, we then have Ben turn back to the light by love and the forgiveness of his father(even if it’s in his head) and to save a person he has a deep connection with and holds HER life more valuable than his own. Ben could have been the breaking of the tragic plague that follows the skywalker family IF they had let him live! Why did they need to die? Why is sacrifice the only way to redeem the lost souls who never really gave their full heart to the dark side? Because they killed? Because they gave in to it in the first place? Can only the pure be entitled to the light? I think it’s a much more interesting story to let Ben live, and deal with the consequences of his actions and try to make it up to the galaxy by using the great power of the force that he was born with. He never asked for the life he was brought up in and was targeted at an early age by forces he had no control over. He’s a victim who became the Monster who then chose to be the Man behind all of it. We needed more of that. All of these things are there to dive into, but unfortunately I think the writing was severely lacking in character development on ALL sides. Ben and Rey deserve their own adventures and to have laid the original hero’s to rest respectfully but we as an audience know there would still be the true last Skywalker out in the galaxy in the form of a newly restored Ben Solo. Their connection and use of being a Dyad would lend itself to new powers and things we are still finding out about the force which then helps in telling new stories instead of the same old thing. In the end I think We were robbed of his greatness! He gets to be happy for one second and then dies… what a horrible way to end a story all about Hope. And don’t even mention the fact that Rey was a PaLPATiNe….. just No. 🥴

[derekgoffard]

Ayo girthette, I’m curious about your opinion on Machete. For me he is serving mysterious wee wee energy and I’m here for it 😳💅🥵🔪🥰👀🥴 Spill the tea sis

AGAGAGA OHHOHOHHHHHOO..IVE BEEN SO HYPE TO TALK ABT MACHETE OMG GAHAHAAA THANK YOU SM FOR THIS ASK AGAHAAAAAA ( also GIRTHETTE YESSSS AAHHAAAA THATS SO FUN LOLLLLL GRAGAH!!!!! I've said this before but I LOVE UR ENERGY ANON GAHA )

Also I'm gonna put this under the cut just cus it gets kinda longish and also I KINDA SPECULATE ON HIS CHARACTER SO IF U WANNA GO INTO TPOF WITHOUT ANY SPECULATION IN MIND DO NOT LOOK!!!

(This whole thing is so disorganized also LOL I REALLY JUST TYPE WITH NO PLAN LOLHWH)

UBAUVAVHAVHAHVAVHAVHAVHUBABUAVUWHAHA LOL OKOK MACHETE MY BELOVED. MY BOY. MY CRAZE. MY HERO. BIG MAN. HUQHQBUAUBABUWUHQUHUHAUHA I have never mentioned this but it's perhaps a bit obvious by my icon but I DEEPLY LOVE MACHETE LOL!!!!!! He's probably my 4th favorite tpof character atcually SO FAR LOL !!

That being said, We know very very little abt Machete! ( Which also makes it kinda strange why as to like him so much LOL ).

Gato does a really great job of keeping his character under tight wraps however;; what we DO know about him makes him super super interesting and intriguing! ( To me at least lol )

I'd say the most interesting and notable thing we have about him comes in the form of this pic! ( Credit to Gatobob ofc! )

The words in the background of each character seemingly represents a key factor of their character ( Derek is well...wealthy, Jack's a cop, and Komodo and Dragon are into cult shit ) and then there's Machete who's words are "Mercy"....LIKE... THAT'S SO INTERESTING RIGHT???? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???? GAHHAHAHA IT MAKES ME EXCITED TO CONSIDER WHAT COOL STORY SHIT CAN COME OF IT LOL!!!!!

His mask is also obviously clearly different from the rest of them and Gato has mentioned that she is proud of the masks because they all have meanings! So that's note worthy too I think!!

There's also his necklace which looks like it has significance in some way? (But mabye that's a bit too speculative) I wouldn't be surprised if his necklace did have meaning though!!

In a post where Gato gave a brief description of the hunters this was the description of Machete "Machete: A man of very few words. His preference for action sometimes upsets the others." ( https://gatoanswers.tumblr.com/post/638395642420543488/hi-gato-i-had-two-questions-hopefully-they ) . It's kinda hard to infer anything from this but it's an interesting way to describe his character from Gato's part!

There's also this picture ( which is clearly from a early-ish point in the games development so this could be changed but! )

All in all its really hard to say anything about his character so far! He's super super interesting though and I.... love thinking about him LOL

WORDS!!!! haha Machete seems to not be super diplomatic and pretty straight to the point lol...

(ALSO There are a few other Machete facts floating around but I think these are the most notable)

Once again I am very much shooting at nothing here LOL this is pure speculation! And since we do know so little this could all be COMPLETELY WRONG LOL!!!

If I were to get super super speculative on what I think he could be like in the game I'd probably guess that there is a distinct motive for him killing ( Mabye he has a really emotional based motive or smth. Basically I think he does have some moral code ) but I do think he's not just doing it for the sake of doing it like Derek or Jack. I think that he's particularly un-diplomatic but I think that he can be convinced to not hurt the captives/players?? ( Mabye there'll be a specific scenario in the game that can lead to him being convinced or smth? ) And lastly ( I feel most confident abt this speculation lol ) I think he'll end up turning ( or can be turned against ) his fellow hunters! Like I can totally imagine him killing Jack or Derek or smth!!

Hehe I do think about tpof stuff alot and so it's NICE TO BE ABLE TO LIKE. TALK ABOUT IT SOMEWHERE LOL!!! I really am super super interested in Machete and so I'm glad U GAVE ME AN OPPORTUNITY TO TALK ABT HIM LOL!!! THANK U AGAIN HAHA!

[denkisdurag]

midoriya, todoroki, bakugo x black!fem!reader (platonic! but they like u aw)

summary : you call them pet names and they're just kinda like 😳🥵🥰 (headcanon)

warnings: swearing, mention of sex

a/n: my first post :D tbh i only started watching the show like two days ago and i'm mad at myself for it like why the f u c k did i not watch it sooner and if you're wondering, yes i am a bakugo and todoroki simp

gif credit to gif owners !

am i doing this right

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izuku midoriya !

let's get this out of the way first

he l o v e s you

the way the sun radiates on your skin, the way your hair tends to defy gravity

everything

he often thinks of how he got so lucky to only be your friend

oh how he wishes you could be more 😔

but anyway

one of things he loves most about you

tHE WAY YOU TALK

YOUR URBAN ACCENT AND SLANG IS JUST

🥺✨💕🦋🥴❤️🧚🏾‍♀️🍒🧸

TO HIM

so when you call him by any pet name

literally any pet name at all

it's fucking o v e r

exhibit a

*spills drink on himself*

"ooh, lemme help you with that, hon."

the way his face visibly brightened at the offer

adorable

not that you noticed

exhibit b

"um, [n-name], can you help me with this?"

you turn around from talking to your friend, kiri.

"sure, sweetie, whatchu need?"

he turned as red as a freshly picked tomato

tbh, for a second, he forgot what he needed to ask you

exhibit c

"i-is this right?"

"ooh," you said, trying to be nice but your tone seeped through. "baby, no."

he didn't even care he got it wrong

he only cared about the way you called him baby

the way it rolled off your tongue so easily

how you obviously didn't feel awkward calling everyone you knew by those pet names, even though none of them were actually your significant other

and it only worked for you

only you could call everyone (especially him) love-y pet names and remain unbothered

it was your brand

i could give you more examples but i think you get it

so yeah

deku + pet names = uwu overload

shoto todoroki !

todoroki would be much more subtle when it came to how he felt about pet names

he didn't necessarily mind

just thought they were more appropriate for actual couples

although he wouldn't be opposed to that either

like when he made a mistake

he would mutter a "sorry"

and then you would just be like

"it ain't no problem, suga, it ain't no problem."

and he just fucking loved it

you could tell that he was more reserved than others so you tried to break him out of his shell more and more everyday

so when you just sit next to him one day and say

"hey, baby! how we feelin' today?"

he doesn't really know how to respond

not because he was being his usual, quiet self

but because

'what did she just call me?'

it threw him off

"babe? you good?" you said, waving your hand in front of his face

it brought him back to earth but flustered him for a second time as you called him "babe" again

you seemed so comfortable with it

you could just.. say those things without hesitation

and it both confused and amazed him that it was so easy for you

that you didn't see anything wrong with what you were saying

he wasn't used to this

but if it was you

then maybe he'd learn to adapt

"huh? yeah, yeah, i'm okay."

aw he's soft

katsuki bakugo !

he doesn't understand

like he's so mean to you

and you just retaliate with cute titles like "babyboy"

he's frustrated that he can't get to you

and even more frustrated that he found your pet-name-calling attractive

even though he found you attractive anyways but that's besides the point

sitting in class 1-a, y'all were in the middle of the battle you had daily, him trying to get under your skin, and you turning him down, adding words like "honey" to pour salt on the wound

"i'm stronger than you anyway. you're nothing. pathetic." he cringed in his mind, as he knew he didn't believe that at all.

"oh, that's cute. baby, you think i ain't know that?"

he mentally frowned

not only because you still seemed unbothered

but because you implied that you thought lowly of yourself

and to be honest,

he thought you were strong as hell

he was often impressed of you

dare i say, intimidated

but of course, he's bakugo so he wasn't going to simply leave you alone like that

as you stood and walked toward uraraka at the front of the class, he tried to send a fireball at your back

but ur a big brain

using your manipulation quirk, you redirected the explosion away from you

"not today, pretty boy," he slightly softened at the sound of you calling him pretty boy, but then immediately got more angry as it was obviously patronizing

"but i fuck witchu for trying." this nearly pushed him over the edge

but there was nothing he could do

no attack he could use

that you wouldn't predict and counter first

that's one of the things he admired about you

not that he ever admit it 😤

"i hate you." he muttered, but you just barely heard it.

"love you too, babe."

oh how he just wanted to take you to his dorm and see what names you'd call him then 😍

cHILE ANYWAYS LMFAOO

he didn't focus very well for the rest of class as you kept winking and whispering pet names that were obviously aimed at him

he's babie idc