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porkburger · 1 year
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hello!!
so a month or so ago, i came to the conclusion that im genderfluid and was just wondering if it’d still be okay for me to interact with your posts?
ofc, you can say no, it’s your blog and i respect your boundaries. i just wanted to make sure before i started interacting with your fics and whatnot
be my guest snoreeeee mimimimimimimi
ive been heavily considering on jus removing it anyways. have an amazing life ily
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porkburger · 1 year
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unrequited debauchery
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kishibe x male reader | drabble, pwp, dry humping w clothes, healed scar licking, ooga booga
minors dni lol
its 11pm and im rushin this LETS GOOO
creak, creak—the couch groaned along with you two.
it's cute watching him. kishibe frantically rutting against your, fully clothed, dick like his life depended on it—his head buried in your shoulder to avoid looking at your eyes. the sweat droplets and greasy hair sticking to your skin couldn't make you help but giggle.
kishibe didn't share the same sentiment.
you smiled. "don't put your heart out now, old man," you said, grasping at his ass. "i still want to get off."
kishibe muttered something incoherent, using more energy to hump your body into the couch as much as possible. but you could make out a swear or two there.
the couch was shaking so hard, you could hear its legs giving out with him.
"'m gonna—" kishibe groans, his voice waving in pitch. he grabbed the side of your head and pressed his nose against it. in the midst of him humping your strained cock, you ran your tongue along his healed stitches at the end of his lips.
creak. creak. the couch legs stop with you two.
that's all he needed. what really got him going. a lick of the past, that sensation made him feel wonders. with his eyes clamped tight, he came. thrusting once, twice, three more times until he finished with a gruff huff, hot cigarette breath hitting your cheek. and he dropped all his weight over you. pathetic as usual; he didn't even make an effort for you, but you don't expect anything different. that's why he chose you. none of that prissy. the only thing you need to do is care for your old man.
you can easily feel it; his seed stiring in his crotch and down his leg.
and he'll care for you, with much less effort than you give—effort you have to make—but it's expected. you fully wrapped your arns around him him. he muttered something—not incoherent; you just don't care. and you rutted against his thigh until you came, and you felt come running down your leg.
you two lay there, heaving heavy with your pants soiled.
"i need a cigarette," kishibe said.
"and i'll probably need a new couch. looks like we both need something."
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porkburger · 1 year
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After work…
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porkburger · 1 year
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faux-naif
angel devil x male reader | angel handjob drabble
mention of angel's powers
minors & fem alligned dni
just experimenting tbh dont mind me
Angel had one leather-gloved hand on your cock; the other rested his elbow on your thigh—digging with more pressure than he knew was necessary. He watched with feigned innocent curiosity as he jerked you off with an off pace that had you desperately bucking into his hand. But you couldn't take it out on Angel, no, not if you want to cut off a month from your calendar. So you settled for gripping the poor wooden chair's handles.
You huffed.
"'S nice," Angel praised, breathy. "To hold, I mean. Human dicks are so satisfying."
He's clearly feigning—you aren't stupid, but Angel liked to pretend he himself was. He lacked human experiences (so much as to say he hated them), and used it for his own odd pleasure.
 His lips pursed, watching your gritted teeth. You could feel the orgasm building up.
His eyelids batted up at you, hiding between your cock.
And when drips of precum oozed, smearing through his glove, he inhaled softly at the sight.
All of this was a show for Angel. It would be for you, too, if he wasn't an ass. Of course, you should never expect anything outright from him, but when he shoved you in the break room, looking at you with those eyes, he gave you no other choice but to get lost.
You huffed, you're close.
Without warning, you thrust once more and shoot your come onto Angel's open mouth. He gasped, losing track of his hand and aimed the rest of the seed at his chin. You watched, huffing, as it leaked down to his tie.
Angel lapped his tongue over his lips, licking what got onto his chin. He chuckled. "Mmmm, not as sweet as I expected"
"I'm— You're such a pest," you said, heaving. An empty jab, especially when he slouched in your lap, with his hair pooling in and a smirk peeking out.
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porkburger · 1 year
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3 more days to go!!
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porkburger · 1 year
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BURGER
18 | he/him | dilf connoisseur
❗️ minors dni❗️
talk to me. give me asks. fuel my true form (cat).
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