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Going back to old writing is either just like:

1. “Who wrote this masterpiece?! It was ME?!”

2. “Who wrote this absolute shit? Oh fuck my life, that was me, wasn’t it?”

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UPDATED!! (all links work)

⊹ ‧₊˚ ౨ৎ @lulablogss general masterlist ⊹ ‧₊˚ ౨ৎ

-> my hero academia ₊⊹⁀➴

katsuki bakugou

'co parent' series masterlist

'glimpse of us'

'actor!yn'

'college au!bakugo'

'drunk in love' ノ part two

'well this is awkward'

'coffee & cream'

'and they were roommates!'

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dabi, touya todoroki

'i hate you'

'wake up call'

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deku, izuku midoriya

'naivety'

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hawks, keigo takami

'only you babe'

-> jujustu kaisen ₊⊹⁀➴

satoru gojo

'bear it' series masterlist

'casual'

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toji fushiguro

'10:08am'

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suguru geto

'dont go

'late night endeavors'

'11:29pm'

'roommate!geto' SERIES MASTERLIST

-> haikyuu ₊⊹⁀➴

tetsuro kuroo

'bouquets and broken promises'

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osamu miya

'can we not?'

kinktober '22 ノ kinktober '24

˚₊‧꒰ა ꣑ৎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ multi

'star girl interlude effect'; deku, shoto, bakugou

'fuck your favs'; bokuto, kuroo, oikawa, kenma

'hugging from behind'; tsuki, astumu, ken, kuroo

'whoops'; gojo, nanami, geto, toji

'im glad'; gojo, nanami, geto, mahi to

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suguru “face-fucker” geto who enjoys giving more than receiving but can’t decline your advances when you give him eyes like that.

suguru is manspreaded on the living room couch, whatever cheap film that plays is now long forgotten. he watches you intently, unblinking as you lick a wide and long stripe from the base of his cock to the tip.

your left hand wraps comfortably around at his hilt, while you work his tip. he moans a quiet, “fuck” under his breath. the lounge shirt he’s wearing does nothing to hide his sharp light breaths.

“so fuckin’ good, so -ngh, good,” he quietly praises. you’re taking him midway, and he’s nearly close to finishing. but what is it that they say about going out with a bang? his slender pale digits find purchase in your scalp, allowing him to control your movements.

he stills your head, slowly beginning to raise his hips into your mouth, letting your nose rest at his stubble. with each thrust he feels you swirling your tongue on the underside of his cock. it feels good as is, but what is a man without greed?

he stands up from the couch, now stood before you while you’re still on your knees. he grabs the back of your head and begins thrusting into your mouth. “i love the way you feel wrapped- mmm — around me, a fuckin’ pro,” he softly compliments. the wet squelching of the saliva in your mouth almost makes him cum on the spot, but he doesn’t. he wants to milk this moment for all it’s worth, as do you.

with each careless thrust, the tip of his cock reaches past your uvula and down your tight throat. the otherwise quiet room gets filled with noises of gagging and slapping and he’d be a liar of he said it didn’t turn him on.

“fuck babe, you feel so good.”

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“my dick too big, so im cocky!”

if there was one thing that was guaranteed about toji fushiguro — it was good dick, and he knew it too. he was quite cocky about it actually — no pun intended.

not only was his hips experienced, so were his hands. i mean what do you expect from a guy who does odd jobs for cash.

your back is to his chest, legs in between his as he roughly fucks into you from behind. toji is nothing if not an opportunist, the strong bicep he has wrapped around your neck helps lift you up and gives him good leverage to fuck you like he wants all while midair.

his other calloused hand is on your waist, pulling you into each thrust. “droolin’ already doll? ‘nd im not even halfway done with ya,” the raven haired male taunts. there’s no escape, you can only reach back and grip his thighs, and your nails leave behind 10 crescent moon indents scars as evidence. “you like how good daddy fucks you, huh?” he whispers meanly in your ear, “just take it like the good little slut you are.”

your jaw falls slack, unable to control any particular muscle due to the continuous serges of stimulation. with each thrust the length of his veiny cock is swallowed by the warmth of your insides. man, who knew old men had such stamina?

safe to say he was going to be turning you every way but loose tonight.

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AYYYY

“hit ‘em from the back while on twitter with my phone out”

loud plaps can be heard each time your soft ass comes into contact with satorus hips. one of his larger hands tightly secure yours to your back as he harshly ruts into you. his other hand holds his phone in an unmoving position.

the bright flash of his camera phone vastly contrasts with the pure darkness of the rest of the room. his cerulean eyes are glued to his phone, watching as it captures you in all of your glory. “your takin’ me so fuckin’ good baby,” he says, with a seductive tone. though only muffled pleas and moans can be heard from your party.

he momentarily lets your arms go, placing his free hand to your back and pushing down — accentuating a deeper arch. “you like when i fuck you like this baby? y’ like when i fuck you stupid?” he asks, expecting an answer.

you can only babble, unable to form proper words. you give up completely til a sharp smack! lands across your ass cheek. bringing new warmth to your bottom “i asked you a question,” he says, as each word warns a deeper stroke.

safe to say, his twitter following was going to love this one.

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𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

mattheo riddle. ☆

a “leave class, i miss you, baby,” text was the only thing that it took to have you raising your hand and telling snape that you needed to leave to go to the “restroom”.

you got up and left your books, not even realizing that you probably wouldn’t come back by the end of class messing around with mattheo. you didn’t care, though. you’d take the admonishing from your professor if that was what it came to.

but of course, you knew where you’d both end up: locked in some abandoned closet in a secluded hallway with your legs wrapped around mattheo as he pounded into you against the wall.

“you don’t even know the half of what you do to me, y/n,” mattheo moaned softly in your ear. undoubtedly, mattheo was whipped. his friends would tease him all the time about it. you just couldn't help but to adore his little obsession for you, though.

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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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retribution. - rafe cameron. (mdni 18+)

wc: 1.9k

never would rafe have imagined you being under him in his bedroom right now. the vanilla scent of your soft brown skin coated the air as he caressed your sides before gripping your hips again—thrusting harder and deeper inside of you. “this what you wanted, hm? top’s best friend’s cock,” rafe said with a soft grunt as he continued his pace.

he could never admit it, but he always dreamt about this moment. he dreamt about the moment that you’d realize that he was the one for you—that he could treat you better than topper ever could. rafe would always focus on you like you were the only person in the world when you were around him. sometimes he would make it obvious to you; but he just didn’t care. yeah, you were top’s, but rafe always got what he wanted.

you never thought much of rafe. you thought he was just some arrogant asshole who was topper’s best friend. but recently, when he got his buzz-cut and his biceps got bigger, you couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like for him to pin you down. you felt guilty about it. you were topper’s girl, you weren’t supposed to feel this way about his best friend.

but you ended up mad at topper, blocking him, flipping him off, and cussing him out. that was because you recently found out topper was cheating on you. you confronted him about it, but he of course lied his ass off. it wasn’t good enough for you, though.

so you found yourself at rafe’s beach house door. topper’s infidelity was far out of your mind. you wanted one thing, and one thing only. and that was rafe. you didn’t know why, but you knew that this would hurt topper more than anything; you just didn’t seem to care.

you let out a soft, “hi,” as rafe stood in front of you after opening the door. rafe’s eyes widened at the sight of you; he looked at your sun-kissed skin as you stood in front of him in that short, denim skirt he always loved to see you in with that baby pink cropped tank. your boobs sat in your top so perfectly, he couldn’t stop thinking about dragging you inside to do the unthinkable to you. little did he know, that’s exactly what you were there for.

“how’d you know i was here,” rafe inquired with furrowed eyebrows in concern.

“you’re always here at night, rafe,” you said as you looked at his bare chest. you couldn’t help but be thankful to the gods above that he was home, and shirtless.

“so why are you here,” rafe asked staring into your eyes. it was the type of look that he’d always give you. it was like he was teasing you—like he really knew why you were at his house the entire time. but you were tired and didn’t want to play his little games, so you came closer to him and kissed him. and of course, he didn’t hesitate to kiss you back. you knew he wanted you as bad as you wanted him at that moment.

“but, what about top?” rafe said as he pulled out of the kiss for a moment with that sly smirk he always had on his face. “what about him?” you replied, pulling him back in, hungrier than before. you hated to admit this but his lips were so soft and so perfect when they kissed yours. you could kiss rafe for hours on end and not get tired of it.

rafe was confused by your random act of showing up at his house, but he knew what this was about. at least he thought so. either way, he was about to show you what you’d been missing out on. ever since the day that topper introduced you as his girl, he wanted you. he wanted to snatch you up from topper, but he knew that was wrong. he also knew that you would come running to him one day. and here you were, in his arms.

rafe closed the door as he picked you up and held you in his arms, still continuing to kiss you. he carried you upstairs to his bedroom and laid you on his soft, king sized bed.

you were beautiful. the way you looked into rafe’s eyes when he got up off of you to take your clothes off of you, and those soft noises you made when he would kiss your collarbone, and up to your neck.

rafe just didn’t understand how a doll like you could be with someone like topper. you deserved the world and more. in his eyes, it was your oyster. rafe would give you everything you ever wanted, all you had to do was just ask.

rafe moved down to kiss your inner thighs. you let out soft moans as he did. he moved to your laced underwear, removing them from your legs softly. rafe was very gentle with you. yeah, topper was sweet, but he didn’t take things slow like rafe did with you. everything was fast with topper. but with rafe, you were like a delicate glass to him that he was afraid to shatter.

to rafe, you were everything. you were everything he’d ever want in a woman, everything he’d ever need. you were the prize and he was just the winner who ended up being lucky.

he gave a soft kiss to your folds before holding down your legs and digging his tongue deep inside of your hole. rafe ate you out like you were his last meal. you let out soft mewls as he did. you hadn’t felt the kind of feeling that rafe gave you before. he made sure to hold your legs down as they shook from the immense amount of pleasure you were feeling.

“rafe,” you moaned as he continued to do figure eights on your clit with his tongue. he could get used to that noise coming out of your mouth. hearing his name from you drove him insane, and it only made him go faster as he ate you out. and before he knew it, you were moaning loud and arching your back as you gripped on the sheets.

yeah, rafe made many girls moan and scream his name before, but you? it was different. it was like a high he had to chase to hear it again and again and again. admittedly, you were rafe cameron’s drug. you’d always been, and he knew it.

“rafe, i’m so close,” you moaned loudly again as rafe continued at his pace. he began to thrust his fingers in and out of you as he curled them at the top of that gummy spot that made your brain go fuzzy. the band in your stomach only got tighter before it finally snapped. your back was still arched as you came. you couldn’t help but to continue to scream rafe’s name. the loud noises and the taste of you only made rafe want to ruin you more.

before you could catch your breath all the way, rafe hovered back over you to flip you over. he could feel his boxers get tighter at the sight of your bare ass. he pulled them off as he continued to admire your beautiful body. your chocolate brown skin glimmered as you laid there, so pliant, so needy for him. he couldn’t help but to give you exactly what you wanted.

“say you love me,” rafe said as he tightly gripped your hips and began to thrust slow but deeply inside of you. your head buried in the soft pillow, you managed to moan out, “mm, love you rafe,” although you knew it was what he wanted, it felt so right to say it to him.

as rafe’s pace began to speed up, he let out a soft groan before saying, “say i’m better than topper.” and you did. you did and said whatever he wanted. you hated to admit it, but rafe had full control. no guy has ever gotten full control over you the way he did. it was like he just knew all of your weaknesses—all of your soft spots. he was better than topper—any guy for that matter.

“yeah, i know, baby, i bet top can’t stretch you out like this,” he said as he softly used one of his ands to grip the back of your neck, going deeper inside of you as he leaned down further. you let out loud moans as he continued to fuck you like nothing else mattered in the world. you were his, and you knew it—you loved it, and you wanted it.

rafe didn’t care if whatever you said wasn’t true, he just wanted to hear it. he just wanted to hear you. he wanted to hear your moans as he fucked you hard and mercilessly. he just wanted to see you ruined under him because you deserved to feel good, and rafe could do make that happen for you. and you couldn’t help but to know that was the truth.

as rafe’s pace continued, he watched your ass bounce with every thrust. it was like you were made for him. the way you would clench around him, and the way you would moan his name. you weren’t going to ever go back to topper after he was done with you.

the vanilla scent of your soft brown skin coated the air as he caressed your sides before gripping your hips with both hands again—thrusting harder and deeper inside of you. “this what you wanted, hm? top’s best friend’s cock,” rafe said with a soft grunt as he continued his pace. he left you a moaning and babbling mess.

“what’s wrong, princess?” he teased as he continued to fuck you senselessly. cock drunk, you moaned, “i’m soo close rafe,” as you attempted to lift your head up from the pillows. the familiar band in your stomach got tighter as rafe’s pace got faster. the pleasure consumed you as your orgasm chased you. the feeling of rafe drilling in and out of you made you forget about topper’s stupidity. you just wanted rafe. yeah, it was messy, but you didn’t care. you just wanted to be rafe’s. you should’ve been to begin with.

as you came, your brain went all fuzzy from overstimulation as rafe continued to fuck himself into you. before rafe knew it, he was finding himself getting sloppier with his thrusts. “fuck y/n, i’m gonna cum,” he said as his voice hitched and he panted. “inside me,” you moaned as you tried your best to get words out. you were so fucked out that everything was just babbled.

“you want a cameron baby hm, princess? you want me to make you mine forever?” rafe said as his thrusts got sloppier and faster. you let out a soft moan as rafe’s warm liquid coated your walls. as rafe pulled out of you, you collapsed onto your stomach, too tired to comprehend what you just did and who you just did it with.

yeah you knew it was wrong. it was topper’s best friend. but you also knew who would love you better, and it wasn’t topper.

“i don’t care if you tell top,” you said as you turned to face rafe. “and before you ask, no, this wasn’t to get back at him,” you said. “i know,” rafe said as he admired your pretty face even after he had ruined your makeup.

rafe lifted your chin up with two of his fingers before placing a soft kiss onto your lips. “you’re mine now and i hope you know that,” he said as he looked into your eyes in a soft but assuring manner.

a/n: sorry if this is ass, i’m a little rusty…

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𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 ୨୧ m.riddle

masterlist. ♡ headcannon.

୨୧ nerd!mattheo who would study all week to make sure he stays at the top of the class.

୨୧ nerd!mattheo who would always let his friends copy off of his work because he got it done early in class.

୨୧ nerd!mattheo who would spend his alone time reading and listening to the smiths.

୨୧ nerd!mattheo who would study with you, but it would really just be him teaching you since he already knows the material and is ahead of the class.

୨୧ nerd!mattheo who would be a giant book worm. he’d know about all of classic novels.

୨୧ nerd!mattheo who wouldn’t pay much attention to girls in school because he thinks they’re a waste of time, but when he saw you for the first time, that changed.

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𝑠𝘵𝑢𝑑𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝘵𝑒 ୨୧ m.riddle

౨ৎ mattheo would only study because it’s with you and that’s a free opportunity to admire your pretty face.

౨ৎ mattheo would definitely miss quidditch practice for your study date. he’d say he’s sick, but really he’s just in the library with you.

౨ৎ mattheo is actually very academically gifted, surprisingly, so you’d always ask him questions when you’re unsure of something.

౨ৎ you’d be confused on how Mattheo is a straight-A student when all he does is get in trouble.

౨ৎ mattheo is a really good writer. It’s truly astonishing to you.

౨ৎ mattheo is such a cornball, he’d be doing some random shit like making weird faces while you’re trying to explain the lesson.

౨ৎ mattheo is a real-life nerdy loser at heart. he’ll correct you any chance he gets—“Um, actually” is his favorite sentence starter.

౨ৎ mattheo is so hot when he’s genuinely focused. His hair falling onto his face, and the way he looks up at you, it’s all chef’s kiss. you cannot focus when he’s like that.

masterlist. ♡ headcannons.

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Quarterback college student Kirishima I REPEAT QUARTERBACK COLLEGE STUDENT KIRISHIMA 📢📢📢

oneshot with this coming soon!!

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thinking about… ୨୧

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would be an amazing boyfriend to you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would give you 24/7 princess treatment. carrying your books for you to class and whatever else you had in your hands. he wouldn’t ever make you lift a finger.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would buy you whatever your heart desires. even if you didn’t ask for anything, he’s making sure to spoil you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would study with you any night you ask. he’s quite studious and he doesn’t mind making sure you’re on top of your work.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would be completely and utterly obsessed with you. staring off into space as you tell him about your day. he’s always admiring your beautiful face when you’re talking to him.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who wouldn’t mind when you kiss him with your lip gloss on.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would always be touching you. it wouldn’t matter where you are, he’s touching you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who has a playlist dedicated to you. he adds any songs to it that reminds him of you. ugh, he’d love you downnn.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would try to change his ways for you. he wouldn’t mind being the best version of himself for you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would compliment you all day, every day. there’s no such thing as too many “You’re so beautiful”s for him.

masterlist. ♡ blurb.

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𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 ୨୧ t.nott

masterlist. ♡ oneshot.

content warning 18+ mdni, smut, going back to your ex, fem!reader, google translated Italian, & explicit language.

summary after promising yourself that you wouldn’t, you found yourself breaking no contact with your Ex!Theodore.

After months of hating each other and no contact, you found yourself making out with him against his wall. The tension between the two of you grew heavier as the kiss grew more passionate. You couldn’t believe that you were doing this. You couldn’t believe who you were doing this with.

Theodore was your ex. You were supposed to never speak to him again. You promised yourself that the things between you two would be over forever, you promised yourself that you would never be with him again. But here you were: with him.

Theodore pulled away from the kiss as he grabbed your chin with a tight grip. “Couldn’t stay away from me too long?” His dark eyes stared into yours. “I hate you,” you responded.

However, the truth was that you couldn’t stay away from him. You wanted him all the time. You craved him. The time being away from him made you realize that.

Before you knew it, he grabbed your legs and picked you up. He was still kissing you as he walked you to his bedroom.

Theodore threw you on his bed, ready to devour you. He pulled both of your clothes off, his eyes still not leaving yours. He threw them somewhere on the floor, he left you revealed in just your already soaked underwear. “So needy. Missed getting fucked by me, hm?” He said as he leaned down to kiss your neck and eventually sucking hard enough to leave a hickey. You let out a soft moan.

“Gonna mark you up. Gonna make sure you remember what’s mine, bella.” Theodore said as he looked back up at you. His hands were on your thighs. He began to make a trail of kisses and hickeys from your neck to your stomach. He finally reached your inner thighs. Still kissing them, he moved closer to your heat. You whined in response.

He then pulled down your underwear. You were basically dripping from how much you craved Theodore at that moment.

“Please, Theo,” you whined in desperation for him. The next thing you knew, Theodore’s tongue was doing figure eights on your clit. You gasped at the feeling.

Theodore slipped a finger inside of you, and eventually another one. He continued to do laps on your clit with his tongue. He gave you an indescribable amount of pleasure every time he was inside of you. It didn’t matter what he was doing. He curled his fingers inside of you, hitting that sensitive spot in your walls that drove you insane.

You moaned as you gripped his soft brown hair. You saw stars he continued. You let out soft, “Theo”s. The more you would moan out his name, the harder he would go. There was something about hearing his name come out of your mouth that turned him on even more.

You clenched around Theodore’s fingers as you felt yourself getting closer to your climax. “Cum for me, bella,” Theodore said as his pace began to get faster. You arched your back at the feeling of Theodore eating you out.

You eventually reached your orgasm, spilling out profanities as your arousal coated his fingers. He removed his fingers, putting them in his mouth—tasting your juices.

Before you could catch your breath, you felt Theodore flip you over onto your stomach. He gave your ass a smack that caused you to let a loud moan. “Tell me how much you hate me again?” Theodore said as smirked. And before you could respond, you felt his veiny cock ram inside of your hole. Barely being able to adjust, you let out a loud gasp.

Theodore groaned as he thrusted inside of you. “This what you wanted, bella?” He said as his pace began to get faster. “Missed me feeling you up with my cock, hm?” You moaned at his words as he continued to thrust deep inside of you.

Theodore gripped your hair, pulling you in for a kiss. He was now deeper inside of you than before from the position you were in. “Say you’re mine,” he demanded as he broke the kiss. You moaned as he spoke those words to you. The way he was hitting every sweet spot inside of you and the way he caressed your skin was enough to send your mind into a spiral. You couldn’t think straight.

“I’m yours,” you moaned as he continued to thrust deep and hard inside of you. “Mhm, you’re mine, bella,” He said. Theodore knew the way he’d speak dirty to you in Italian and his roughness would draw you right back in. He loved the way you would come undone under him every time he was inside of you.

Theodore’s thrusts became harder, causing you to moan even louder before. You could feel his tip hitting your cervix with every thrust. You saw stars. “Theo I’m so close,” you whined as you felt that familiar knot in your stomach tighten.

“So tight around me. You wanted me to fill you up so badly didn’t you?” Theodore said as he felt you clench around his cock. “Mhm, soo bad,” you replied, teary eyed from the pleasure you were feeling.

As his thrusts continued, you felt yourself come to another orgasm. You moaned Theodore’s name as you came all over his cock.

You could barely think as Theodore continued to pound deeply inside of you. Overstimulated by the feeling, Theodore pulled you in for a kiss by gripping your hair. “Such a good girl for me, amore mio,” he said as he dropped you back down. Your face buried in the pillow as he continued to thrust deep inside of you. Cock drunk, you responded, “only for you, baby.”

“La mia piccola troia perfetta,” he cooed as his movement continued. “Gonna fill you up with my cum, hm? You want that?” He said as he felt himself reach his climax. “Mhm,” you said as he continued to thrust inside of you.

“you feel so good, cara mia,” Theodore said as you felt his warm cum fill your walls. He thrusted a few more times before finally removing himself. You laid down on the bed and panted as Theodore laid down on his back, pulling you in to lay on his chest.

“You still hate me?” He said with a smirk.

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happy halloween

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posting this as tradition, the only day you can reblog this

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under your spell.

lorenzo berkshire.

cw: [content warning], black fem reader, p in v penetration, fingering, breeding kink, and oral sex.

It was like Lorenzo was put under a love spell every time he was with you. You were beautifully mesmerizing to him. Every part of you was precious to him. Especially your body.

The taste of you drove him insane. He couldn't get enough.

He just couldn't wait to get you into his bedroom to show you how much he loved you. Today, he got that chance. You laid on his bed as he hovered over your beautiful body. He began to kiss you down to your stomach, moving down even further.

"My love," He whispered as he kissed your inner thighs. He took his time with you-as always. You were his most prized possession.

"Gonna make you feel so good," He said.

His low, British accent drove you insane. The way he would hold you, touch you, and kiss you made you crave him more and more. You were happier than ever to be his.

Your soft moans echoing in the room as he kissed your inner thighs, moving closer to your folds. He made a soft, "mm," sound as he got there.

He stared for a second; admiring the beautiful sight he saw. He slipped one finger inside of you, making a wet noise. You were undoubtedly soaked. He could only make you this way. This turned Lorenzo on more than anything.

"Enzo," a moan escaped your mouth as he moved his finger inside of you. He loved the way you sounded. It drove him mad. "Mhm, baby, I know," he whispered. He slipped in another finger.

He was so addicted to you, just as much as you were to him. your brown skin, the way you would say his name, it was like a dream to him. Lorenzo cherished every moment with you. And every time you two were alone, he showed you just that.

As he kept up his pace, he moved up to kiss your soft lips. His other hand tracing down your body sending shivers down your spine. Your back arched as his fingers curled inside of you— hitting your g-spot. You felt like you hit the heavens.

He moved to kiss your neck. He knew how good that made you feel. Moving down to kiss your collarbone, and then your stomach. It was like he knew what you needed. You never had to say a word.

He finally moved down in between your thighs. He licked his lips in hunger and kissed your clit. He cleaned you from the juices that trickled down. The feeling of his tongue drove you insane. You were so sensitive to him.

Lorenzo opened your legs wider to get better access. He dug his tongue deep inside of you. He thrusted in and out of you at a fast pace, still getting your taste. "Yes," you moaned out.

You gripped his soft brown hair as your breathing began to get faster. This is what you needed. This was perfect. You wanted to stay here in this moment forever.

He moved his hand up to your boobs. He softly fondled them before beginning to pinch your nipple. you let out another moan.

If only you knew how you made Lorenzo feel. He could’ve finished right there by just eating you out.

Eventually, you began to reach your climax. “I’m close,” you let out. It was getting harder to speak. All you could do was moan. You were a mess, and Lorenzo noticed that.

Lorenzo began to lift his head up. As your back was arched, you still moved in desperate need for his touch. You pouted as you throbbed for his entrance.

Lorenzo began to pull his boxers down, revealing his veiny cock. He was already hard for you and dripping of pre. You grew to become impatient. “Please,” you whined. Now, your boyfriend wasn’t the kind to tease. Your whines only made him more desperate for you as you were for him.

Lorenzo came closer to you, grabbing your hips. “Put it in,” he whispered.

In desperation, you grabbed his cock and carefully slid it down and into your hole. Lorenzo adjusted his hips as he began to slide in deeper. “Mhm, baby, just like that,” he said as he began to give you slow, yet deep strokes. You both moaned.

Lorenzo came down to your face to kiss you. You cupped his face.

As his hands were still on your hips, his grip got slightly tighter. He began to thrust into you a little bit faster. You began to struggle kiss him back. “Enzo,” you cried out as you felt his girth hit spots you never knew could be reached.

You were even closer by now and you could feel your stomach getting tighter. Lorenzo began to fondle your breasts again. After pinching your already hard nipple, you let out a loud moan. “You like that?” Lorenzo asked.

You could barely speak or think. All you could do was feel his long, veiny cock pounding into you. “mhm,” you said in a moan. The knot in your stomach began to feel softer. You knew you were about to cum. All you could let out was a soft, “yes,” before your warm juices spilled out onto his cock.

“that’s my girl,” Lorenzo said as he kept thrusting in and out of you. This only made him closer though. He had high stamina, but there was something about you in this moment that made him more sensitive than ever. The next thing that he knew, he was moaning your name as he pounded into you.

Soft, “y/n”s coated the room.

His eyes closed. He felt as if he was closer than he’s ever been.

Lorenzo grunted as his pace sped up inside of you. “If only you knew baby- how good you feel,” he moaned out.

He bent back down to kiss you. By this time, you were quite senseless and struggled to kiss him back. You loved his cock being inside of you. All you felt right now was an immense amount of indescribable pleasure.

Eventually, his thrusts got harder. Lorenzo let out an, “ahh,” sound as he finally released his warm seed inside of you. The feeling of him coating your walls felt heavenly.

After he thrusted into you a few more times, he finally pulled out to put his boxers back on. Tired, you let out a soft, “mm,” before turning around and falling asleep.

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