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[thetypingpup]

badboy!yuta would definitely have a thing for you wearing innocent looking panties. He'd buy you all kinds, some with lace and frills that enticingly trace out the shape of your thighs and the curve of your hips, some with bright colors and patterns that stand out on your skin. He loves seeing you in the cutesy panties he buys, taking plenty of pictures to keep for his own collection. He loves how you look in them, how coquettish innocence merges with such seductive charm to make you look so incredibly appealing, edible even. His dick throbs at the sight alone, and when you play into the innocent game you both like to play, he's all but cumming right on the spot from the eroticism of it all.

But his favorite thing about them, by far, is rubbing your pussy with his cock while you have them on. It becomes something of a past time for him, holding your thighs while he thrusts between your legs against the cloth of your panties, taking in the sight of you squirming beneath him.

When the pleasure begins to build, when the arousal becomes too much to bear, he slides his cock under your panties and right against you, making you gasp out the cutest little moans as you feel him rub against your folds and over your clit. Coupled with his hand around his shaft, he essentially starts jerking off to the sight of you, all while using your pussy to get off. Filthy words and degrading praises spill from his lips as he enjoys the sight of you, enjoys the feel of you, enjoys playing with you like his own little toy.

"Look at you, sitting there whining, letting me rub my cock all over you like this. Fuck I can't get enough of you."

"What a little slut, letting me do such dirty things to you. Surely this isn't the innocent girl I first met."

"So good, so fucking good for me, princess. Keep your legs spread just like that, baby. Let me cum, all over you."

He loves the softness of the panties and the silken heat of your pussy. He loves that he can see the imprint of his dick pressing against the cutesy designs, knowing he's defiling you underneath, seeing your arousal and his precum staining the fabric. He loves when he can see the full outline of your pussy through the sheer fabric, seeing how it clings to your core, and then dips his cock under to rub against you some more.

More often than not, he deviously teases you with the tip of his cock, as it "accidentally" slips past your folds. The feeling of his blunt tip pressing inside you instantly makes you want more, and you whine, wordlessly begging him for more. The teasing ramps up, as he taunts you for wanting his dick inside of you, for being such a slut you want him to use you completely. Your face burns, both from embarrassment and arousal, and your head spins as thoughts start to leave your mind. All you know is that you want him to keep going, want to feel more of his cock inside of you, want him to keep touching you and playing with you and giving you that delicious pleasure you've come to crave.

The words he says his harder, seeping through the tangled mess of your mind, "Oh, is that why you wore this, princess? To get me hard? So I'd wanna put my cock in your pretty pussy? What a slutty little doll, getting so excited to be used."

He'd only slide in and fuck you more if you beg, and if you do, then he moves your panties to the side and makes you watch as his cock slips in and out of your pussy. His hand is still on his length, still jerking off, only he's jerking off with your pussy which makes it all the more naughty. He'd only let you cum if you keep your eyes on his cock the entire time, watching exactly how he's making you feel good, watching the way he defiles you.

Sometimes he cums on your panties. Sometimes he cums under them. Sometimes he cums in your pussy and lets it drip out. But however he cums, he makes sure to make a mess of you. He makes sure you can feel the wet heat of his release against your skin, letting it slide over you just so you can feel how dirty he's made you. Even as he kisses you afterwards and tells you how good you did, he wants you to feel how thoroughly you've been used, and intensify your experience of feeling like a pliant little doll.

[thetypingpup]

i don’t know if you will be into this but one of those ejacualting straps with xiaojun 👀

it's the way i just saw a post about this earlier with a different idol and was instantly intrigued by the concept 😏

no bc he would look so fucking pretty getting his face fucked. just letting you hold both sides of his face while his lips stretch around the toy. he'd look like he's in fucking heaven, eyes slid shut in bliss, cheeks hollowed to suck on the strap, moaning every time the tip hits that stimulating spot in the back of his throat. just imagine him getting genuine pleasure from having his mouth fucked like this, desperately trying to stroke himself with a shaky hand the entire time. he loves every bit of it, the rough tug on his hair, the smoothness of the toy sliding over his tongue, the rough stimulation of the tip bumping against the back of his mouth and sliding down his throat oh he's here for all of it. the way you moan as if you're getting pleasure from this too only adds to the experience, makes him wanna bob his head and suck harder and faster just to please you more. and when you pull back right before you "cum" and start stroking the strap, oh he fucking lives for that moment of anticipation, looking up at you with glassy, faraway eyes and an open mouth, his tongue peeking out ever so slightly to catch the release. fuck imagine painting his pretty face with ropes of cum, the planes of his face being the perfect canvas for the stark white strands. fuck imagine if he had makeup on too, that pristine image of beauty completely defiled by such a lewd side. the whole thing is so fucking erotic to him he could easily cum at the sensation of the cum landing on his face, especially if the warmth seeps into his skin.

[thetypingpup]

xiaojun being the type of person that likes it when you stroke his hair as he's going down on you, petting him little a good little puppy and he whines in your folds when you tug on his hair to tug him closer to you, feeling his tongue lap you up -- guess who ;>

sorry i'm on something of a siren!xiaojun kick today so this is gonna be siren!xiaojun too 😅

he's also the type to lean into your touch when you stroke his hair or caress his face and smile against your folds oh my heart🥺 when it's just you and him in the sea cave, with only the moon and stars above to bear witness to your illicit endeavors, he couldn't be happier that he gets to have you all to himself. having you completely bare like this, splayed out over the rocks that trace the edge of the pool, elates him like nothing else. imagine feeling the perpetual curl of his lips against your sensitive flesh, faced with the ecstatic glow in his eyes whenever you look down to meet his cobalt blue gaze. he's just so enamored with you he can't stop grinning, especially when you bestow such affectionate praise on him.

he adores pleasuring you, beams with pride whenever he does something that makes you feel good, wanting to show you how much he loves you with pleasure. so when you indulge in his efforts, stroking his hair like a precious pet, he leans into your touch and lets his eyes slide shut to savor your gentle caress, smiling so brightly it brings a twinkle to his eyes. the lapping tides make the water ripple around him noisily, but all he can hear are your sounds of pleasure. the fresh scent of the sea surrounds you both, but the only aroma he hones in on is your arousal. the cool tides wreathe around him in a familiar embrace, but the only embrace he sinks into is the plush warmth of your inner thighs, and the silken heat of your innermost depths. the silver light of night beams down from above, but all he can see is how it illuminates your skin with an ethereal gleam. fuck you look beautiful. the sight of you, completely naked and perched on those wet rocks, is simply divine, like a goddess offering herself on an altar and allowing him to worship. how he managed to get you all to himself is beyond him, but he thanks the moon above everyday that he has the privilege of loving you like this.

"fuck, that's it." you moan, letting your head roll back as you relax into the rolling tides of the pleasure he gives you, "you're so good at this, xiaojun. so fucking good."

and he whines, mostly to himself, but you can hear the vibrations of his muffled squeal of happiness. he loves when you say his name, especially when your sweet voice moans the syllables so erotically. he keeps going at the same pace, pressing open mouthed kisses to your clit, with his tongue sweeping over the prominent bud with every kiss. he keeps his mouth flush against you the entire time, his nose buried in your heat, as he doesn't need air to breathe. he can keep pleasuring you like this for all eternity if you let him, needing only the gentle waves that lap at the gills on the sides of his neck for sustenance. in truth, his passion for you is so intense, so all consuming, that he wishes it was your essence he could use to sustain himself instead of water, just taking you in and feeling an aphrodisiac rush of ecstasy with every breath he takes. such a thought arouses him beyond belief.

he feels you getting close, and he clutches your trembling thighs with webbed hands. you trade the motions of your fingers smoothly sliding through his hair for rough grasps at the roots, trying to hold yourself in place as your pleasure begins to mount. you meet his imploring gaze, knowing he's wordlessly begging you to let go for him, to let him make your pleasure swell and crest until the waves crash against the surface. clutching his hair, you roll your hips against his mouth, grinding against his nose, gyrating your hips at the same tempo as his lapping tongue. waves of pleasure roll back and forth throughout your body, the heat rising more and more by the moment. your moans turn to whines, climbing in pitch as your ecstasy gets more and more intense by the moment. when it all comes to a head, you grab onto his wet hair with both hands, letting your release flow right onto his waiting tongue. you ride out your orgasm on his face, the silver light above turning blinding white before your eyes slide shut, supreme, heavenly euphoria overtaking your entire body in surges of bliss.

once you let go of him, he pulls back, albeit slightly and a bit reluctantly. he knows how sensitive after you cum, so he doesn't want to cause any pain, but damn what he wouldn't give to just have his mouth on you again. you take him in, his elegant countenance, his unreal, aquatic beauty, and feel your heart race. not only at his supernatural allure, but the way he looks at you with such reverent amour, has you smiling down at him. the afterglow of your orgasm is incredibly pleasant, a serene sense of calm relaxing your whole body. tension is a distant memory. right now, all you know is delighted enjoyment. you slip off the rocks and into the water with a soft splash, right into his arms, and he instantly wraps his arms around you and holds you close. the coolness of the water further soothes you, especially since you have him to keep you afloat. your eyes give him the praise you can't find the words to give, far too lost in the aftershocks of bliss. but he knows what you want to say, and he savors your wordless affirmations, as well as the tender caress of your warm hand upon his face. he leans into your hand, eagerly accepting your praise, his lips softly pressing against your palm.

[thetypingpup]

Ok you wanted Xiaojun hard thoughts

I see your siren Xiaojun and I raise you: needy vampire Xiaojun?

Thoughts?

...k so walk with me, alright?

imagine looking at yourself in the mirror, trying on a new dress you bought. you scrutinize your reflection with a frown, trying to arrange the fabric to make it lay right. you swear it looked a bit different in the store, but now in the reflection of your own mirror, you're not sure how to feel. you're debating on returning it, maybe exchanging it for a different size or a different color. something about it just isn't quite right.

that's when you hear the low, alluring tone of his voice hum to you, "i think you look divine."

the shadows deepen right as the lamplight intensifies, spotlighting a golden hue right on your mirror. this time you don't see your reflection staring back at you, but a man who possesses ethereal beauty. elegantly etched emerald eyes stare back at you, his face framed by his long dark hair. the subtle frills on his flowing shirt make him look like a relic in time, and your eyes are instantly drawn to where the fabric parts to reveal the toned planes of his chest. silver rings glint on his fingers, and you're fairly sure one of them takes the shape of a bat, though you're admittedly distracted by the elegance of hands. his gaze shamelessly roves over your form, petal pink lips curling into a smile. he clearly enjoys what he sees. you know exactly what he is, and even if you were unsure, the pronounced point of his ears and fangs give him away. you thought vampires couldn't be seen in mirrors, moving instead through the darkness of night. but this vampire, who quickly tells you his name is xiaojun, seems to move through objects that refract and reflect light.

xiaojun reads the way your thoughts are scrawled all over your face and insists that you "keep it. i think it looks perfect on you."

he begins to muse about how every part of the dress compliments you perfectly, painting a portrait that traces the contour of your body with his words. he admires the low cut of the dress, and how it accentuates your breasts enticingly and reveals a delectable amount of decolletage. he brings up the slit on the side, how the fabric parts like a curtain to reveal the shape of your leg, how the shape of your thigh and the curve of your ass is driving him absolutely mad with lust and hunger. his tongue sweeps over one of his fangs as the urge to bite builds within him, an action that has you shuddering with anticipation.

his voice goes from a silken purr to a more velvety texture the longer he speaks. his words do more than seduce you, but seem to caress your bare skin and send skittering shocks right down your spine, a sensation you quickly crave more of. heat rises within you the longer he speaks, arousal forming between your legs. his hand reaches out, trying to touch you, only to be stopped by the glass barrier between you. with his fingertips against the glass, he traces the shape of your body, and you suddenly wish to feel his hands upon you, feeling your skin for himself and panting the canvas of your body with his touch. eventually, he can't take it anymore and just has to feel you. his desire for you is what draws him out of the smooth surface and into a more solid form, and the moment he's free of the glass confines, he pulls you right into his arms. your own arms wind around him, surprised to feel just how solid and warm he is, teeming with life despite existing on the edge of death. his scent draws you in more, and you press yourself against him with the same shamelessness he's been displaying this whole time.

"you have no idea how long i've been waiting to have you like this." he confesses, holding onto your waist with a desperate grasp. he presses against you, and a rush of dizziness overtakes your mind when you feel his clothed cock pressing right against your leg, showing just how much he's been craving you, "i've been seeing you for so long, and now...now i want to feel you, to taste you, to give you the pleasure you more than deserve. please, let me show you just how exquisite i think you are."

in seemingly no time, you're laid out over your sheets beneath him. the dress is still on, as he easily works around in and under it to feel you. after an agonizing amount of pining he finally has you, and his excitement electrifies his every move with fervency. his lips are latched onto your neck, fangs sinking into the skin, and the slight pain easily gives way to intensely erotic bliss. his hands, which mapped out your entire body in reverent touches, slide between your legs. with one hand he keeps your thighs spread, while the fingers on his other hand slip through your heat.

two fingertips push through your folds and into your innermost depths, massaging you from the inside with deft, skilled strokes that make you squeal with delight. you arch up against him, grabbing onto him, noticing how he feels warmer and warmer the more of your blood drips onto his tongue. the lamplight intensifies and casts a gold tinted glow over your bed, the rest of your bedroom cloaked in shadow. when you glance to the side you can see his emerald gaze gleaming with heated lust, making your heart pound in the confines of your chest. he stays firmly pressed against you, as if attached to your side, rolling his hips against your leg as is own need for friction builds rapidly. he growls between quick nibbles and drawn out sucks about how you're "so warm, so wet. mmm, you feel just as good as you look, my dear. even better than i had hoped."

you cum around his fingers with a gasping cry, hands scrambling to try and find purchase as your entire body is wracked with tremors of titillation. pulling on his hair, pulling on his shirt so hard there are sure to be tears in the fabric, he loves it all. his growls get rougher as he feels you gush onto his fingers and buck against his hand, loving the way you're completely overwhelmed pleasure and decided to use him as an outlet. he doesn't stop, keeping you suspended in erotic bliss for as long as you'll allow, taking as much as he can possibly give.

needless to say, you decided to keep the dress. you even bought a necklace with an emerald pendant to go with it, one that xiaojun could easily slip into and stay nestled in the valley of your breasts.

[thetypingpup]

badboy!yuta would definitely have a thing for you wearing innocent looking panties. He'd buy you all kinds, some with lace and frills that enticingly trace out the shape of your thighs and the curve of your hips, some with bright colors and patterns that stand out on your skin. He loves seeing you in the cutesy panties he buys, taking plenty of pictures to keep for his own collection. He loves how you look in them, how coquettish innocence merges with such seductive charm to make you look so incredibly appealing, edible even. His dick throbs at the sight alone, and when you play into the innocent game you both like to play, he's all but cumming right on the spot from the eroticism of it all.

But his favorite thing about them, by far, is rubbing your pussy with his cock while you have them on. It becomes something of a past time for him, holding your thighs while he thrusts between your legs against the cloth of your panties, taking in the sight of you squirming beneath him.

When the pleasure begins to build, when the arousal becomes too much to bear, he slides his cock under your panties and right against you, making you gasp out the cutest little moans as you feel him rub against your folds and over your clit. Coupled with his hand around his shaft, he essentially starts jerking off to the sight of you, all while using your pussy to get off. Filthy words and degrading praises spill from his lips as he enjoys the sight of you, enjoys the feel of you, enjoys playing with you like his own little toy.

"Look at you, sitting there whining, letting me rub my cock all over you like this. Fuck I can't get enough of you."

"What a little slut, letting me do such dirty things to you. Surely this isn't the innocent girl I first met."

"So good, so fucking good for me, princess. Keep your legs spread just like that, baby. Let me cum, all over you."

He loves the softness of the panties and the silken heat of your pussy. He loves that he can see the imprint of his dick pressing against the cutesy designs, knowing he's defiling you underneath, seeing your arousal and his precum staining the fabric. He loves when he can see the full outline of your pussy through the sheer fabric, seeing how it clings to your core, and then dips his cock under to rub against you some more.

More often than not, he deviously teases you with the tip of his cock, as it "accidentally" slips past your folds. The feeling of his blunt tip pressing inside you instantly makes you want more, and you whine, wordlessly begging him for more. The teasing ramps up, as he taunts you for wanting his dick inside of you, for being such a slut you want him to use you completely. Your face burns, both from embarrassment and arousal, and your head spins as thoughts start to leave your mind. All you know is that you want him to keep going, want to feel more of his cock inside of you, want him to keep touching you and playing with you and giving you that delicious pleasure you've come to crave.

The words he says his harder, seeping through the tangled mess of your mind, "Oh, is that why you wore this, princess? To get me hard? So I'd wanna put my cock in your pretty pussy? What a slutty little doll, getting so excited to be used."

He'd only slide in and fuck you more if you beg, and if you do, then he moves your panties to the side and makes you watch as his cock slips in and out of your pussy. His hand is still on his length, still jerking off, only he's jerking off with your pussy which makes it all the more naughty. He'd only let you cum if you keep your eyes on his cock the entire time, watching exactly how he's making you feel good, watching the way he defiles you.

Sometimes he cums on your panties. Sometimes he cums under them. Sometimes he cums in your pussy and lets it drip out. But however he cums, he makes sure to make a mess of you. He makes sure you can feel the wet heat of his release against your skin, letting it slide over you just so you can feel how dirty he's made you. Even as he kisses you afterwards and tells you how good you did, he wants you to feel how thoroughly you've been used, and intensify your experience of feeling like a pliant little doll.

[thetypingpup]

I'm the one who suggested golden Bengal tiger hybrid Hongjoong and here are my thoughts:

Tiger hybrid Hongjoong who is both sweet and cuddly but also fiercely protective and aggressive.

He loves fucking into you and leaving marks on you wherever he can (tigers are naturally possessive) and in turn loves it when you mark him up as well

He also loves cuddling in the afterglow, he'll snuggle up to you with his tail lazily swishing while you rub behind his ears, his chest vibrating in a gentle purr

That's all I got 🖤

imagine being laid out on your belly as he fucks you into the bed. you moan everytime you feel his thick cock slide into you, the angle making the pleasure even more visceral and intense. you feel the weight of his body against you, pressing you into place, warmth radiating off of him in waves. his arms cage you in, and with every thrust you feel his abdomen mold to the curve of your lower back, feel his chest against your shoulder blades. he completely surrounds you. he's in you, on you, and all over you, leaving you to perceive nothing but him. his quiet grunts and growls sound in your ear, his breath fanning out over your neck. his own ears are folded back as he focuses on feeling you, touching you, taking you, making you completely his.

he starts thrusting faster, grasping your shoulders. his tail curls against your leg, and you shudder in delight as the soft fur brushes over your skin. his tail softly caresses you as his claws start to unsheathe, his fangs following suit and biting down onto the juncture between your neck and shoulder. you pant as he picks up the pace, those waves of pleasure washing over you faster and faster. he bites down harder, drawing a breathless moan from you as exquisite pain merges with overwhelming pleasure. he cums just before you do, a snarl rising in his throat, and the rush of liquid heat flowing into you takes you over the edge with him.

he purrs as he comes down, holding you close. the hands that gripped your arms now hold onto your waist as his arms wind around you. his lips gently press around the spot where he bit you, his tongue slowly soothing the pain away in gentle strokes. he keeps you close as he showers you in affection, letting you revel in being his.

[thetypingpup]

Someone made a meme of the new WayV practice room video and captioned it: losers in hot people bodies

Emphasis on hot! But I agree they have very loser tendencies it makes them endearing 😅

[thetypingpup]

Finally watching the new WayV dance practice video and here's my analysis on how the pecking order of 'doing something weird' goes:

Ten is the leader and he'll do something silly and goofy

Which then triggers YangYang to play along and also do something silly

Then Xiaojun does something funny

And finally Hendery does something silly

And then Kun and WinWin are left standing there watching them judging

What's funny is it's usually Xiaojun or Yangyang roping them in to do something silly. Eventually they all get on board tho. Remember the tiktok they did in the Hawaiian shirts? 😂

[thetypingpup]

I think about this Hongjoong RELIGIOUSLY

nah this photoshoot was truly something crazy. the fandom was truly never the same like 😳

[thetypingpup]

*wakes up in a cold sweat*

Siren!doyoung where he makes out with you after fucking you, making you feel even more euphoric, as he touches all over you. His roving hands trace specific patterns over your bare skin, deliberate brush strokes that can easily be mistaken as indulgent touches. As he floods your mind with even more pleasure, as his tongue slowly sweeps over the seam of your lips and punctuates your next wave of pleasure with a melodic moan, he's marking you. With his meandering touches, he's marking your skin with invisible runes, claiming you as his own. You feel a distinct coolness over the parts of your skin where he touches, and you sigh and sink into the welcome reprieve from the blistering heat you were submerged in moments before. You snuggle closer to him, and with a smirk he grasps you by the hips and pulls you closer, sliding his tongue into your mouth and drawing runes over the curve of your hips with circling thumbs.

[thetypingpup]

Fun kpop fact:

During Coachella, prior to performing Ariba, Ateez drank what looked like whiskey. Yeosang recently revealed that it was actually barley tea

Im crying i remember when he said that 😅 they made it look real on stage tho on week 1. By week 2 yeosang had already told us

[thetypingpup]

ellie.exe has ceased to exist 💀

[thetypingpup]

right like why is the video so long 😅

this is what happens when they put yeosang in slutwear

[thetypingpup]

Just Xiaojun fucking you till your dumb

You've lost count of how many times you've cum already but with how relentless Xiaojun's hips are you can already feel another one building

And when he asks you if you feel good you can only moan out broken sentences to him that aren't even words

"Aww is someone cock drunk?" Xiaojun says above you, his hips never stilling. "You feel so good I've fucked you dumb?"

this was an attempt on my very soul omfg...

fuck imagine he's fucking you outside too, like in the hedge maze of a fancy garden. you both snuck away from the gala and into the night, getting lost in the verdant expanse and hiding away in the shadows. now he's got you bent over clutching the edge of a fountain, the rushing water doing little to hide your breathy moans. you struggle to hold yourself up, overwhelmed by pleasure. your dress has been pulled and tugged aside, exposing you to the cool night air, but all you can feel is the molten pleasure of orgasms running together melting over you.

as soon as your head dips down, xiaojun is quick to lift you back up, grasping you by the neck and craning your head back. your voice thins as you breathe in sharply, the sudden shift making you clutch the stone to keep from crumbling completely. he watches your reflection in the rippling water, taking in the way the sliver moonlight makes your glittery tears sparkle with silver as they stream down your face, how the lipstick on your kiss swollen lips has gone from yours to his, his cocky ass has the audacity to laugh at how ruined you are.

"aww, what's the matter baby? too drunk on cock to think?" he mutters in your ear, and the sound of his voice alone has you clenching with a whine. your head tips again and he's quick to tighten his grip on your neck, bending you back so you're still upright. you don't know how long you can keep this up, how many more orgasms you can take, but he doesn't show any sign of stopping any time soon. the breeze picks up and brings with it a more intense chill, but it doesn't nothing to quell the heat building between you too. it does nothing to cool the flares of pleasure that are being fanned with every thrust. he feels so fucking good, fucking you at the perfect pace, stretching you out perfectly with every thrust, holding you and taunting you perfectly, that you never want this to fucking end.

"you don't have to think, baby. just let me fuck you for the rest of the night." he assures you with a heated kiss to your neck, followed quickly by his teeth sinking into the skin. with a wordless cry, you arch your back as you cum around him again, your knees almost giving out as your body is wracked with rapture. the last thing you see before your eyes slide shut, before your body gives way to euphoria, is a sliver of silver moonlight and the cocky smirk on xiaojun's face.

[thetypingpup]

God DAMN after that clip of Xiaojun I need backshots from him PLEASE

It's not a want it's a NEED you understand? A DESPERATE NEED!!!

Like even watching regular ass normal ass non horny content, my eyes just hone in on ✨xiaojun✨ and I just get even more obsessed. Thank you anon, for sending this ask bc I NEED to talk about him more it is a NEEEEEED

[thetypingpup]

and maybe the scent of you on his breath catches someone's attention...maybe a coworker...maybe his boss...maybe get enticed enough to fantasize about how you taste...

i'll see myself out now 😅

Hard thots:

Who, out of Ateez, do you think would appreciate you being a welcomed distraction at work by showing up in a short skirt with no underwear on?

This just screams Wooyoung to me. Like he'd be the type where, as soon as he saw you like that, he'd take you into the file room or some other abandoned space in the office. He wouldn't say much, he'd only say a simple "Come with me" to keep from saying too much in front of everyone.

As soon as he has you to himself, he'd reach up your skirt and start teasing you. He'd start whispering in your ear like he's got all the time in the world, fingers dancing over your slick folds, as he tells you he appreciates your little surprise. He'd start fingering out, making you fall apart, making you grab the shelf behind you as you legs begin to shake. The singular lightbulb shines on you like a spotlight as he effortlessly coaxes an orgasm from you, his pleased expression illuminated in the light. He keeps talking, keeps telling you how much he loves this little surprise of yours, as he kisses down your body and kneels in front of you. Shoving his head up your skirt he makes you cum again, letting you rest your leg on his shoulder. By the time you're on your third orgasm, both of your legs are balanced over his shoulders, his hands grasping you to hold you up as he greedily devours your pussy. He contemplates making a complete mess of you, eating you out again just to make your juices drip onto the floor. He thinks about fucking you right here and now, cumming deep inside you just watch it drip out of you and onto the floor. The thought of it has his cock twitching in his pants as he moans against your core.

But he decides to pull back, lewdly licking his lips while you eye him with a bewildered expression. He makes a show of sliding his fingers into his mouth and sucking off the last remnants of your release, and your pussy clenches with longing, already wanting to feel his fingers inside you again. You were certain he was gonna give in and fuck you right here and now, but instead, he simply stands, and moves your clothes back into place.

"Just to give us both something to look forward to." He explains with a deceptively chaste kiss to your cheek, and you can feel him smile against your skin. "I'll see you tonight, baby."

When his coworkers ask why he's so happy, he doesn't exactly explain why this was the best lunch break ever, but the scent of your pussy on his breath is enough of a giveaway.

[thetypingpup]

xiaojun need to calm tf down before i turn into a tyrant