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#And he goes 'but thats not christmas'
zmaragdos · 1 year
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#I am complaining#I don't understand American protestants (specifically southern baptists)#I saw my step-brother-in-law yesterday bc we went to my in-laws on Christmas day (he falls into the southern Baptist category)#And when my step-mil asked if we opened gifts on Christmas morning my partner said 'no we opened them last night'#Which was true bc i grew up celebrating jul with my family (my mom is a dane) and we do all our stuff on dec 24 like all the other danes#And my step-bil asked 'why do you/they do that?'#And I was like 'what do you mean thats just when we celebrate'#And he goes 'but thats not christmas'#And I was just like 'have you ever considered that other people have different types of traditions that are different that american ones?'#Like....how can you just assume that what you do is the default and everyone else is weird??#I think the whole santa/stockings/Christmas morning stuff is bizarre bc I didn't grow up doing it!#Like bro#In my mind you're the freak and yet I'm the one that has to explain myself#And to top my annoyance meter off I literally have had this conversation with him every Christmas for the past 6 years I have known him#It's like dude you see me like once a year and you always question my fuckg traditions and somehow can not remember that they're different#Every. Fucking. Year#Just like#Learn something#Get your head out of your ass#But what can I expect from a southern Baptist single man who is obsessed with the US Civil War#And is a literal card carrying member of the sons of the confederacy#Ugh#In laws are the worst part about being married (with the exception of my actual mil and bil and my mil's#Extended family who are all amazing incredible wonderful etc#To be deleted later i just wanted to complain
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killjoy-prince · 4 months
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House M.D. but it's when a character says the name of the episode
#house md#prince's talk tag#flashing#repitition#so as i was watching this show i noticed they'd say the episode title in the episode#so i wanted to see how many times they did it#the people on livejournal who made transcripts of the episodes are my saviors and without them this would of been so much harder to do#thank you all for your service and i hope wherever you all are you're having a great day#sometimes they would use a variation of the word like in the episode poison they would say 'poisoned' or 'poisoning'#i did not include those instances#there was an instance in 'merry little christmas' where they do play the song in the show#but since ella fitzgerald was not a character in the show i did not include it#where as in the episode 'joy to the world' the students are singing it in the concert so i did include that#i apologize for the tonal whiplash when you get to that part but it did make me laugh#one of the times kutner says 'locked in' is overshadowed by the POTW's voice over but i assure you he says it and thats why its in there#out of the main characters from the one who said the title the most to least are#House > Foreman > Wilson > Chase > Cuddy > Adams > Cameron and Taub > Kutner > Thirteen and Park#this took a bit to do lolol its probably been done already but i wanted my own#there is a chance im missing some on technicalities but idc. im fine with this#there are two more i wanna do but with a character saying another character's name but ill do that some other time#EDIT: When I was making this video I was unaware that the Pilot episode went by two names: 'Pilot' and 'Everybody Lies'#Basically everywhere I looked the first episode was only referred to by 'Pilot'#which I found weird bc i remember seeing somewhere that the last episode was paired with the first episode in terms of title#but i couldn't find hard proof so I decided to leave it out at the time#well i checked again last night and yea the pilot IS also called Everybody Lies so I updated the video#I also think it goes well with the fact that House does say 'Everybody Dies' in the finale so another reason to fix it#AND he says it without Wilson while he and Wilson say the title of the pilot sooooo yea hehehehehe
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clown-fromthe-sewers · 3 months
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Billy Lenz should most definitely be a killer in dbd...or at least a skin!
Think about getting chased down by Billy as Barb or Jess- like, best thing ever!!!
Idk how the devs would do that, but I need it to happen so baddd!!!!!!!
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opens-up-4-nobody · 5 months
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#man ive never seen an eating disorder kill someone else besides a parent infecting a child but my nana is really trying#shes like 1000% orthotexic. will not eat anything not filled with vegetables or fat. and my grandpa is 87yo with a heart condition currentl#in the hospital for covid bc thry went to Christmas church and dont believe in being vaccinated and my dad is so frustrated#bc he knows his mom is not gonna give his dad hearty foods. he needs to eat like protein shakes and meat and ice cream. anything thats not#her cooking which sucks on top of being extremely healthy. except its not healthy bc they dont eat a balanced diet#so its my nanas eating disorder killing her husband and shes so fucking frustrating. im like 99% sure she has obsessive compulsive#personally disorder bc she fits to a T and has zero insight. she may have full on 0cd bc talking to my dad he has more obvious 0cd#compulsions than i do. he used to say phrases before going to bed and would take 2 steps across the floor to prevent bad things from#happening. so like im pretty sure my nana is where i get my perfectionism and 0cd. god. i wish i could express how fucked up she is#like my dad said at least he had a stable home to grow up in but like she has zero sympathy for other people. cannot look past herself. wil#not wear a mask bc she doesnt care enough abt other ppl. my dad was like: u would not have survived in that house. which is fair bc i am#barely keeping it together coming from a stable home with two sympathetic parents who i know love me#and like its sad that they're suffering the effects of buying into the fox news bullshit and its killing them#but also. genuinely. i think theyre not very good ppl. theyre the type of people who think they're better bc they're religious. white. and#thin. and theyre not better thsn anyone. their grandchildren cant stand them. well cant stand her at least. papa is just quite so its hard#to say what hes thinking. apparently he was confused last night and saying something about eating dinner on the golf course. which sounds#nicer thsn being in the hospital lol. ugh. he seems not long for this world tbh. may he pass peacefully to b with his 1st wife who died of#brain cancer at age like 20 or something. so it goes. bleh. how many funerals are intended for me in the next 5 years? hopefully none but#that seems improbable with the unspoken drain circling that seems to b going on in this family. old age and like almost 10 years of cancer#defying the stats but for how much longer?#i dunno. its just so weird to watch these things happen and not talk about it directly to the other ppl who see it#i worry that ill come off as too callose or inappropriate bc i have that tendency when something bad is happening but thats everyone else#excuse? idk i just feel like its better to talk abt things#unrelated#ed mention#i tell u this so i can say these things to someone and also bc if i were u. i would like to hear the drama#bc im nosey and i assume other r too ;-]
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mothoslav · 1 year
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throwback to last christmas when the carp we were keeping in our bathtub fucking died a day before we were going to prepare him for dinner
what can I say except what a power move, you'll be remembered Darybor
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happywitch416 · 5 months
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Game? No.
Write? No.
Art? No.
Glare hatefully at my phone because it also does not have whatever my brain wants? Sure, why not.
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itsbrucey · 6 months
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Gonna at least sketch out these three days I missed bc I had some fun ideas for all 3. Sorry for spoilers of MY OWN ART THATS NOT MADE YET /j
Concerts and Caroling being a Christmas choir concert that Nick is in ( bc I think he'd be a choir kid for some reason) and Glenn gets WAYYYYY too pumped. Gets kicked out.
Saint Nicky/Naughty or Nice WAS gonna be my finished Krampus Glenn but I didn't get to work on it,,,,,, but I'm just gonna draw Nicky bc I wanna :]
And Presents and Wrapping is OFC gonna be Glenn tied up. What else would've I done?? Something clever?? PFFFTTTT NOOO???
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sparkles-rule-4eva · 1 year
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So for the past few weeks me and my friend have been going NUTS (in a good way) reading @skimmingmilk 's fanfics 🤩 I love them all, but I'm especially fascinated by "Chart A Course to Second Chances." For one, it feels canon, because of how many references to the canon there are and everyone is totally in character. There's only three chapters out now but I'm super hyped for more!!
Anyway, post of the post is that even though it was traumatizing (spoiler alert...?) I made fanart of a heartbreaking scene in the end of chapter one. Because while it was unexpected and horribly tragic, it was also SUPER well written (the whole thing is but still)
So here it is 🥹🥺😭
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(I know he actually dug a lot deeper than that but for the sake of the pic- 😁😂😅 and also I'm not all that great at drawing fire sorry 😅)
And when I sent it to one of my group chats, one of my other friends who's not in the fandom was like "WHAT IS THIS ANGST?? I'm not even in this fandom but that's so sad!!" 😂😅
Anyway so yeah, I see traumatizing stuff, I go "that's a lot of damage, how about some more" and here we are 🤣
I'm also actually writing a fanfic .... based almost entirely on the events of previously mentioned fanfic 🤣🤣 but that's not finished yet lol
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tentacletournament · 1 year
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This is very off topic but- i thought you would appreciate the fact that i'm going to write about the classic to geno to error timeline in my philosophy essay.
IM SCREAMING THEIR TIMELINE IS MY EVERYTHING I HAVE BEEN OBSESSED FOREVER AND EVER IF YOU DONT GET FULL MARKS ILL DIE
#if you ever feel like sending it you know where to find me#no bc im obsessed with the entire timeline of basically decay and tie in lore of the entire thing#the concept of not only the affects of trauma and isolation but also the changing of situation and environment having that big of an impac#is so fun to analyse#the impact of knowledge on this guy and how this relates to the entire concept of timelines is such a good psychological stufy#on top of the environment changes that sans goes through theres also the entire thing with all the relationships in his life#starting with gaster that is clearly a large affect on the sci to classic time until eventually the genocide route changes him again but#more drastic because of his new position stuck in save forever until eventually the void#and then you apply the little typology pseudoscience to his personality and way of thinking throughout this#and then apply the whole multiversal war lore to how he reacts and responds to the creation of aus#and then you consider all the fandom relationships between the sanses and how they react to one another specifically between the main#timeline and aus because of how different their lives weny#AND THEN ADD ON THAT SANS IS HOT???#ive been obsessed for 8 years sorry for the tag essay#also sans is just funny#sci is my personal favourite because of everything listed above like he hasnt even experienced all of that#but in some interpretations you assume that he DOES know all that happens and he still goes on??#also cpau is my yearly christmas ritual best personification of sci not in terms of anything important but like just how he acts and talks#bhc did blue best thats irrelevant but i need everyone to know about it#not a poll#mars talks#mars is talking a LOT
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I miss Ray...
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teaforthotxxx · 5 months
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I feel like Professor Regulus Black would be such a shit once Harry starts playing quidditch. Like sure thats his son but fuck Gryffindors. As the head of Slytherin house, he would show up to Harry’s games in full silver and green. He stands in the Slytherin stands with giant banners for Slytherin. It annoys Harry to no end. Because he knows Reggie loves him but Harry is a Gryffindor and he wants more support for Gryffindor.
Harry would beg Remus to dress up in Red and gold but of course be wouldn’t. Professor Lupin doesn’t care about Quidditch. Harry goes as far as to beg Minerva Mcgonagall to dress up but none of the Gryffindor professors are willing to break dress code for this.
But, then, he gets an idea right before the Christmas Quidditch games. He knows that he may not convince his professors to dress up but there is one way to make them wear what he wants. So, he commissions two giant couple scarves from Mrs Molly Weasley. Both red and gold. He gives them to his dad James Potter and his godfather Sirius Black as early Christmas presents. Then, he asks them to wear them to his game.
AND just as he planned, he sees Remus and Sirius in the Gryffindor stands wrapped in a giant scarf. Remus looks begrudging but he can’t resist how happy it makes Sirius. Then, Harry swoops past the Slytherin stands, he finds Regulus and James snuggled in one giant red and gold scarf. They are still in slytherin but the banners have changed to “Go Harry!” and “THATS OUR SON!”. James was such a sap he wanted them to wear couples costumes and as Gryffindor’s previous headboy, he just HAD to wear red and gold. So, Reg was wearing his old quidditch jersey cute gold rings with rubies.
Harry is so proud he pulled one over Regulus. But, more importantly, he can’t stop laughing at the shocked expressions on Malfoy’s and Zabini’s faces!!
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dandelyle · 2 years
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it is so crazy how your whole world, everything you are, can be changed in an instant
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Rereading the soukoku musician fic and genuinely wondering if love is gonna take a six year separation arc for me too
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mesothulass · 6 months
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imagine you're cucurucho. the island has gone to shit the monsters are stronger the eggs disappeared the islanders you sent off to vacation disappeared. like 5 of them came back on time. your fave lil guy to torture is missing or dead. your other fave lil guy to mess with came back yesterday with new appendages (WHERE did he get fins). your brother is back in contact after who knows how long. everything is horrible. half your employees were murdered by the aforementioned fave guy to torture and the other half were killed off by evil goop or by an evil eye cult (unclear). there's like three left.
and someone has left you a christmas gift thats a decorative snowman except its in the middle of the desert and its ugly as shit so you have them write out a request to the janitor, who's one of your few reliable employees left. and he's like i'm on it boss o7 which is what he always does so thats one less thing to think about.
and then a bit later after stressing about the state of things you're like hey. wheres my nice awkward reliable janitor why's he not on the map. so you teleport him back to spawn and he's in the middle of reading a book (didnt know he could do that) and hes like hey boss lets go to my office (it's a renovated broom closet) i'll show you my work. and you're looking at the proof of his task being completed and you're like wow at least one of my employees is reliable at least one of them carries out my instructions to the t. and then he goes yeah i covered it up by spawning a wither
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cinemadaydream · 11 months
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Snow on the beach | Conrad Fisher
Pairings: Conrad Fisher x reader
Warnings: smut, protected sex
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The drive to Cousins beach house was always one filled with excitement and anticipation, but never as much as you had felt right now on this particular drive on a cold winters night.
Conrad’s hand has been resting on your thigh, rubbing circular motions onto your skin while you were leaning against the window taking the familiar scenery in.
It was odd seeing cousins lit up with Christmas decorations and people wrapped up in jackets and warm clothing instead of swimming suits. You’ve spent every summer here for as long as you could remember but you’ve never been during the winter until now.
Conrad and you planned this trip before winter break and every day seemed to drag by slowly for you until this moment. It had taken everything in you not to run out of the house when he told you he was outside waiting.
You had to be careful not to wake your mom as you snuck out. You left a note on the counter to ease their worries, but you knew your mother was going to be furious with you. Being with Conrad made it hard to care about that at all though. All you could think about was Conrad and how happy you were to be with him again.
It wasn’t much longer before the two of you were pulling into the driveway and hurriedly making your way inside. Conrad immediately goes to start a fire while you grab blankets out of the closet to create a pile on the living room floor for the two of you.
You feel Conrad walk behind you, linking his arms around you to give you the tightest hug he could. “I’ve missed you.” He mumbles against your neck taking a moment to breathe you in.
"I missed you too, Con. So much." You lean your head back against his chest and smile up at him before turning around to wrap your arms around him too. It still doesn't feel like this is real to you. Finally being in his arms again and at Cousins beach together alone. You really didn't want this night to end, didn't want to be anywhere other than here with him in this moment.
"It's snowing." Conrad says and you immediately lift your head up off of his chest to look out of the same window he's looking out of. Your face lights up and you take his hand, rushing over to the window to get a closer look.
"Let's go play in it!" you excitedly say, turning to face Conrad who's looking a bit reluctant at first. But the moment he sees the cute little pout on your face, he can't resist. The two of you rush to the mudroom to put on your jackets. As you do, Conrad and you both are now excited.
The snow on the beach is beautiful. All the times you've been on this beach before, you've never seen it look like this. As you're taking it all in, you don't notice Conrad creeping behind you until he's lifted you up, your legs around his face and you can't help but to laugh. When he sits you down, you two run around chasing each other, playing like two little kids.
By the time you two make your way inside the beach house, the two of you are freezing. Luckily, the fire he started earlier has warmed up the place. The two of you curl up on the floor next to the fire trying to warm up, Conrad placing soft kisses to your neck as you two do this.
"Even your lips are freezing." You laugh as you playfully move away from him. Conrad laughs too before pulling you back to him.
"Thats why I need you to warm them up for me." Conrad smiles before nuzzling his nose against yours. You lean forward, smiling too, before kissing his lips. Unlike any other kisses the two of you have shared before, this one isn't short and sweet. It's urgent and needy, the two of you trying to show the other just how much you've missed each other.
“I’m nervous” you speak softly, glancing at him in the dimmed lit room as he pulls away from your lips to look at you. Your heart is pounding, face flushed. You know this time isn’t like any other moments you’ve had with him. You can feel what’s going to happen tonight and so can he. But only if you let it. It's all up to you, Conrad would make sure of it.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, okay? This.. this right here is enough for me. Just being with you is enough for me,” Conrad tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.
The way he looks at you shows just how much he means it, how much he cares about your comfort and wanting to do this right with you. “No. No I didn’t mean I didn’t want to not do it. I do. You have no idea how badly I do. I’m just nervous. I want to do this right."
Conrad nods and he slowly moves his hand to your cheek, cupping your face. "I want to do this right too. We'll go slow. I want this to be all about you, whatever you need is what we'll do."
You smile at him and then your lips are pressed against his again. This time, he slowly moves on top of you as you lay down on pile of blankets you put on the floor. Conrad lets your soft fingers trail under his shirt before he helps you take it off. Then he skims his hands under your own shirt. You lift your arms, allowing him to pull it off of you in one swift movement.
Conrad can't help but to suck in a breath at you in your bra only. He'd been dreaming about this just as much as you have. He knew you were beautiful, but seeing you like this was breathtaking. He almost didn't know how much he'd be able to take. The fact that you'd be fully naked in front of him in a few seconds has his heart beating quickly.
The two of your guy's clothes comes off soon and he's pressing gentle kisses against you before he looks at you for confirmation that you still want this before he takes it any further. The moment you tell him yes, he grabs a condom and puts it on before his cock is slowly entering you as you whine and moan. He's gentle, taking his time and letting you get used to the feeling of him inside of you whispering soft praises against your skin as he uses his mouth and fingers to explore all the parts of your skin he has yet to touch until now.
Soon the uncomfortable feeling fades and the pleasure starts to take over. You roll your hips and Conrad takes this as an okay for him to move inside you. He starts slow and gentle, not wanting to rush things. Your legs wrap around his waist, and you moan against his shoulder as you lose yourself to the pleasure you're feeling.
"You feel so good, y/n" Conrad groans as he continues to thrust inside you, slowly starting to go faster. "So good and all for me."
You can't help but to moan even louder, your whole body filled with desire and love for him. Your arms wrap tightly around his neck, kissing him deeply as you continue to let yourself go and give in to the pleasure that he was making you feel. "Con... I think I'm close."
Conrad nods, kissing and nibbling your skin softly before letting go as he continues to keep moving, your words making him move even faster inside you. "Cum for me then, pretty girl. Want you to before I do."
You moan his name, eyes tightening shut as you feel yourself nearing the edge. He kisses your lips again before your foreheads rest against each other's. He holds you close as you cum. He thrust a few more times in you before he finishes too, both of you panting now. He stills inside of you, but it takes a moment before he very carefully slides out of you, discarding the condom before he lays with you once more, wrapping his arms around you.
"Was it good? Did you enjoy it?" Conrad asks nervously. You can't help the smile on your face, fearing you may never rid of it after what the two of you just did.
"Are you kidding, Con? That was perfect. Feels like I'm flying in a dream" you say softly.
Conrad laughs softy, the nervousness he felt eases and is replaced with love for you, never wanting this moment to end with you. "I'm kidnapping you and bringing you to Cousins more often."
"Sounds good with me." You smile before kissing him once stealing his shirt and putting it on before you snuggle against him.
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I've had this in my drafts since December and never finished it but I edited a few parts to be similar to scenes from the show lol. Hope you guys enjoy <3
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eatmyassssssssz · 6 months
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Captain John Price
warnings : age gap implied
tags : @lillianastuff @mysticalgalaxysalad @mionacaped @madamemelancholysstuff @mactavishwritings @chaos-reigns-bitches @scribblescubbs @wandasbitch22 @warzxx @wretched-horn-monger @yippeerrrs @applbottmjeens @bowieisbored @blingblong55 @simonrileyscockring
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old man price who struggles to come, he can get it up, but he struggles to come, takes him ages.
hes retired by the military by now, youre his little house husband/wife.
you started to realise you guys have sex a lot less. and when you do, its not really sex. he doesnt get anything out of it. he always makes you come, then goes straight to aftercare.
you worry, maybe he's stopped being attracted to you as he got older. maybe his taste has changed.
you overthink one night, hes fast asleep next to you, snoring. you cant sleep, youre trying not to be too loud with your crying and hyperventilating so you dont awaken your husband (although, nothing could wake up that damn man).
then, you snap. you shake him. until he wakes up. you needed to ask him why he wouldnt have sex with you, when he had a pretty high sex drive a year ago!
was it because you put on a pound or two because of christmas incoming?
either way, hes awake, sat up, half asleep, looking at his partner, having a borderline panic attack next to him.
"whats-, whats wrong?" he says, hurriedly rubbing his eyes to get the sleep out him eyes at least a little.
"why dont you like me anymore!" bit blunt, but you weren't thinking very straight right now, you needed answers, and now.
no matter what the answer was, you needed closure. you needed something to let you decide what you needed to do.
was the "problem" you, or did he just fall out of love?
"what- what do you even mean?" he genuinely did not get what you meant.
"youve not had proper sex with me in ages!" you say, rushed, words not going through your head properly.
his face fades. a soft pink spreads up his neck and ears. "so, its about that.." he mutters.
"am i not attractive enough for you to fuck me anymore? you make me come, then skip the part when you get off, and we go straight to aftercare!" tears were rushing down your face, you hiccuped as you spoke.
"babe- its not you, its me." he says, face in his palm.
"please- nonono, i cant afford for us to split up! i love you- and, and- i dont have any qualifications, i didnt go to college so we could be together forever, john!" your head was rushing to conclusions, your breathing was fast, choked and panicked.
"no! nono, i dont want to split up- i...what i meant was, i literally- it is me thats the problem. i can't- yknow...come." his voice was low, his fingers were massaging his temples, his face was red with embarrassment over this.
"...youre joking? thats why we've not had sex? i thought you were fucking someone else and had nothing left for me or something!" you were relieved, to say the least. "no- babe, i would never."
you nod. "i know- i just..overthink." you admit. he nods. "im aware.." you smile softly. he did know you well. "so..you cant come?" you ask.
he mumbles a response, "i can- just takes...a while...yknow? i can still get hard like i used too- just...not come easily." you smirk hearing that. "so...its possible you can come, just takes a minute?"
"yup."
"..you wanna try that theory?"
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