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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ bet you like it when i show up in a gown . “

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 .. a dress you wore for a party got chris worked up, so you two end up in the back seat with him showing you how much he loves the way it looks on you .

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : p in v , unprotected sex , semi public sex , praising , established relationship , not proofread , and i think that’s it ?

based on one of the lyrics in this song !

you barely have time to straddle him before his hands are everywhere - gripping your waist, sliding up your thighs, bunching your dress up around your hips with trembling fingers. “you knew what you were doing,” he breathes, his lips brushing your neck, voice low and rough. “showin’ up in that fucking dress, lookin’ so gorgeous—“ his mouth crashes onto yours before he could finish his sentence. chris pulls your panties to the side, his cock already leaking against his stomach where it’s been pressed under his jeans all night.

“been hard since you walked out the house,” he mutters, forehead against yours. “hurts so bad, sweetheart. need you.” you whimper as you reach between you, guiding his cock to your entrance, gasping when his tip pushes in just a little. “chris—“ you whine. he grabs your hips, forcing himself to stop, to breathe, but he’s so close to snapping. “mm-mm, don’t tease. sit on it, please.” and you do, slowly. sliding down inch by inch, both of you softly gasping as he stretches you open.

his hands are gripping your ass so tight, it hurts so good. “fuck, s’tight n’ warm. i’m not gonna last.” you start to move— soft bounces that make the car slightly move, windows already fogging up. his head falls back against the seat, mouth parted, eyes rolling back a little. “mhmmm, jus’ like that. take it, take all of me, baby.” you grab onto his shoulders for support as he thrusts up into you, your body bouncing harder, his hands guiding you. “that dress drove me crazy,” he murmurs against your neck. “gonna ruin it, gonna ruin you.” you cry out as he shifts your hips, hitting the perfect spot with every thrust. “m’close—chris—“

“cum on my cock, angel. fuckin’ drench me.” his hand slides down to your clit, rubbing tight circles, and that does it. your pussy clenches hard around him as you fall apart with a broken moan. chris is right there, cursing as he spills his load inside of you, holding you down on him while his hips twitch. after a moment you speak up, “well someone really likes this dress.” you giggle. “how can i not.” he chuckles softly before pressing a loving kiss to your forehead.

© 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝟰-𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ don’t you fall in love . “

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 .. reader has an attachment to chris and all she wants is for him to give it back even after he warned her not to fall for him.

a/n - this is based on one of my favorite songs by my favorite artist !! i also wanted this to be like heart shattering angst but i’m not good at writing period LMAO. but whatever !

you always show up when he calls.

it doesn’t matter how late it is, how tired you are or how many times you’ve told yourself you’re never going to speak to him again. however, once chris texts you asking if your awake, your already running out the door.

you think you’re different. that he means something more when he pulls you in by the waist and kisses you like he needs you to live. you think maybe your an exception. maybe if you stay long enough, love him harder enough, he’ll change. but you forget each time, he told you not to fall.

“don’t you fall in love,” he’d said once, after you slept over for the first time. he pressed a kiss at the top of your head and put his clothes back on like the loving words he said to you during sex didn’t mean anything. like they weren’t meant to tear through your heart.

but you still stayed.

you still stay.

you let him in, over and over. he never says what you want to hear—“stay.” “i love you.” “you’re mine.” but you cling to the silence between them. read meaning into his touch. pretend his sighs are softness and not just relief.

tonight, he fucks you like he needs you to breathe. hands gripping your hips so hard it might leave a bruise, his lips on the side of your neck murmuring, “look at me, sweetheart.” you open your eyes, looking into his. he picks up the pace with his thrusts causing loud moans to rip from your throat. he shushes you by swallowing your moans with a soft kiss like it’s love, not lust.

after you both finished, you ask gently, “do you ever think about us?” he blinks. stiffens. and that silence you constantly hold onto, now feels heavier. “don’t start that.” he says, turning away. “you know how it goes, y/n.” your throat burns. “no,chris, talk to me. you can’t keep pushing me away all the time.” he doesn’t answer. he doesn’t have to. you two lie there for awhile in the heavy tension until he gets up and puts his shoes on, heading out your door. no bye, no nothing.

and still, tomorrow night—when he calls—you’ll answer. because you think maybe, one day, he’ll feel it too. mayeb if your good enough, patient enough, soft enough, he’ll finally love you the same way you love him.

but you know he won’t.

but that won’t stop you from trying.

© 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝟰-𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

literally what do y’all do for wet dreams omg

bro i had a dream last night abt matt with that beard.

he was tryna be all dom and stuff but i quickly flipped it on him and eventually i was pegging him and making him ride the strap and i remember in the dream i said “you think growing a beard makes you all tuff huh? look at little mess mommy’s making of you.” and i kept teasing him and edging him and eventually i did let him cum and he came whimpering my name and it was just great

“you think growing a beard makes you tough huh?” okay so what if i write this.

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

hi diva i js read some of ur fanfic and it wass amazingg 🛐🛐, and btw love ur themee 😛💗

thank you sm !! 💙

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ taglist . “

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 .. how to get notified everytime i post !!

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

obsesseddddd with your themeeee

oh em gee thank youuu 😭💝

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

love ur theme sm!!!

omg thank you !! 💝💝 i love yours too !!

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ thought you said they were stupid? “

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 .. you catch your boyfriend matt playing with your sonny angels even though he would tell you how how stupid they were.

matt always teased you about your obsession with sonny angels. constantly calling them stupid and ugly. and every time he would say something rude about them, you’d have their backs because their like your children.

you had some errands to run—you asked matt if he wanted to come along, but he said no because he didn’t wanna get up. you said okay, and left. a few hours later, you arrived home. you kicked your shoes off and furrowed your eyebrows at the unusual silence. it’s never this quiet unless you two are sleeping. “matt?” you call out, making your way upstairs. still no response.

“maybe he’s sleeping.” you think to yourself. you open the door to your shared bedroom and find matt sitting criss crossed on the carpet playing with your sonny angels. he’s mumbling to himself while moving their bodies around. you tried your hardest to not laugh. “thought you said they were stupid?” matt freezes as if he just got caught stealing. “hm? nothing.” he says way too fast, not even looking at you. “they were just—um—sitting there, and my phone was getting boring.”

you walk over to him, sitting down. “right, right. so now you like ‘em?” you ask, teasing him about it. he huffs, cheeks a soft shade of pink now. “maybe.” you glance down at the one in his hand. “this one’s name is honey.” matt nods like it makes perfect sense, “looks like a honey.” you bump your knee against his. “can i play with you?” he places his pointer finger on his chin, making a thinking face. then he grabs one of the angels next to his. “okay, you could be this one,” he starts, “mine is gonna be this one and their gonna get married.”

you giggle at how he’s planning this out, reaching out to grab it. “fine. but m’picking where their honeymoon is gonna be.” “deal.” he smiles, already bringing them together to make them kiss.

YOOO new theme who dis 🫦🫦🫦 i’m lowkey fucking with the blue !!

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇 . “

𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 : 𝖽𝗂𝗅𝖿!𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋.

you love it when matt grows out his beard, especially when he’s going down on you. his beard scratches right up the inside of your thighs, so rough in the best way.

“easy, sweetheart.” matt murmurs, “can’t focus if you keep squirmin’ like that.” he’s got your legs over his shoulders, spread wide, his hands holding on your hips trying to keep you still. “matty—“ you whine, toes curling against his back. “mm?” he hums, glancing up for a second. “that too much, baby?” you shake your head vigorously. “no, no, no, it—fuck—feels so good.” you can feel him grinning, cocky and sweet all at once.

“i know, baby, i know.” he says, pulling back just a little to press a soft kiss to your soaked cunt. “you’re doin’ so good f’me, sweetheart. takin’ it so well.” your hips buck like they have a mind of their own, like your body needs more, and he fulfills that need by picking up the pace with his tongue, sucking on your clit, and drilling his tongue in your hole.

and just like that, you came on his face in SECONDS.

© 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝟰-𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼

YALLLL THE DUMP THEY POSTED ON THEIR INSTAGRAMMMM WHEWWWW 😩😩 got me screaming AND creaming.

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

i just want both like what the fuck

whenever i’m horny and ovulating i want chris

but whenever i’m sad on my period i want matt

would love to know the science behind that 😍

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

how do i get viral on here 🤰 i’m on crazy writers block rn pmo pmo pmo pmo pls sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau sybau pmo pmo. this is my audition for you to follow me hahahahahaahahahahaha fart fart pmo pmo pmo

if you see this go like my recent fic

who said that

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝖻𝗌 . “

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 : 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 😭💖

𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍!𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖽𝗈𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝖻𝗌 .

your laying down comfortably on you and matt’s shared bed, doom scrolling on your phone. suddenly, you feel matt cuddling next you without saying a word. curling into you like he always does—nuzzling his face into your chest with a soft sigh.

“you okay, sweetheart?” you ask, brushing a few strands of hair out of his face to see him better. he barley nods. a second later, his voice comes out small and muffled against your skin. “mama, wan’ suck on them..”

“of course, baby.” your murmur, already lifting your shirt up. “c’mere.” he lifts his head up slowly, looking into your eyes before he latches his mouth onto your nipple—soft, wet sounds of his mouth filling the quiet room while your fingers are tangled in his hair. “this all you need hm?” you whisper.

he doesn’t answer, just whimpers and continues sucking. his other hand creeps up to hold onto your other boob. softly kneeding it almost too gentle as if he’ll break you if he squishes too hard. you take notice of how hesitant he is with the grasp he has on it. “you can touch as much as you want, baby.” you assure.

he whimpers, squeezing a little harder like he’s trying to memorize the feeling of you. “feels so good mama,”he mumbles, pulling his head up the slightest to say that. “don’ wanna stop.” you kiss the top of his head, your heart aching at his words. “good thing you don’t have to, can stay right here as long as my sweet boy wants.”

and he does.

© 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝟰-𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼

finally bitch ass wrote something. i been so lazy to even write or edit 💔💔 hope ygs like this tho !!

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[whore4-chrissturniolo]

hi i love your page. that’s all.

thank you omg 😭💖💖

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

this made me so wet just thinking about this sorry not sorry

okay i’ve just been thinking about chris jerking off and what do u guys think he thinks about while doing it?

sorry if that made absolutely no sense

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

me too girl 💔💔💔

hey everyoneee! i doubt anyone will see this but im putting it out anyways!! also if you do see it pls reblog or something idk

i've been shadowbanned and im trying to get my account back but idk how this works so it'll be awhile before anything.

im lwk crashing out bit i have faith in tumblr support

[whore4-chrissturniolo]

“ 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗐 “

𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝖻!𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌.

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 : 𝗌𝗎𝖻!𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝖽𝗈𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗍𝗈𝗒, 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗍?

𝗂𝖻 : @cayleeuhithinknott

“𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗂 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍?” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐— 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍.

𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀.. "𝗆-𝗆𝗁𝗆!" 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾.

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝗌. 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒. 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝘯𝘰𝘸.

“𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅,” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗎𝗋, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇, 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉.

“𝗈-𝗈𝗁, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄.” 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗃𝖾𝗋𝗄𝗌, 𝗍𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐. “𝗆𝖺𝗆𝖺—𝗆𝖺𝗆𝖺“

“relax, i got you, baby.” you whisper, softly holding him down with your free hand on his lower stomach while the other 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. “taking it so good for me, sweet boy.”

his eyes are rolling back, mouth hanging open with his pretty moans and whimpers spilling from him.

“𝗆𝗁𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗍,” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗈, “𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒. 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇’ 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎?”

he whimpers, nodding his head. "love it, love it so much. feels s'good-gonna-mama, m'gonna-"

“𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄—𝗆𝖺𝗆𝖺— 𝗆’𝖼𝗎𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀!” 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝗌, 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌.

“𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗃𝗈𝖻, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒. 𝗆’𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎.” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾.

he’s still coming down from his high, face looking fucked out, barley nodding as he whispers, “thank you, mama.”

© 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝟰-𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼

𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗒𝗒 !! 👅👅👅👅 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝟣𝟢𝟦 𝖥𝖮𝖫𝖫𝖮𝖶𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖲𝖲𝖲. 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖧𝖤𝖫𝖫𝖮?? 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝟧 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 !! 𝗂’𝗆 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂 𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝟣𝟢𝟦𝗄 .. 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 ! 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅!

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