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corvidaebreak · 5 months
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I got rainbow colored pencils for Christmas and wanted to test them out, so I drew a John and Gary! ✨
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chefpookardee · 8 months
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FOUND my tablet DOWNLOADED the ancient driver
FOUND an ancient version of photoshop from the "burn it to a cd and write the serial code on a scrap piece of paper" era
INSTALLED things TESTED them out
CAN NOW draw digitally again i don't CARE how ancient everything is i can do it again finally jesus god
WILL i find the time and will and motivation to do so
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supercantaloupe · 1 year
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Mi tradì quell'alma ingrata, infelice, o Dio, mi fa.
Ma tradita e abbandonata, provo ancor per lui pietà...
[ID: a pencil and marker drawing of donna elvira and don giovanni from the opera don giovanni. donna elvira is a pale woman with long dark brown hair and wearing a blueish skirt. don giovanni is a white man with pale wavy hair, wearing dark pants and a grey shirt unbuttoned all the way to expose his chest. elvira is kneeling on the pale empty floor against a black background, clutching giovanni’s unconscious body to her chest and cradling his head. her expression is despairing. on the floor in front of them there is a small bundle of pale flowers. the colors are muted greys and blues, with pale pink highlights.]
sketch, details, and ref under the cut ⬇
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source: 2017 festival international d’art lyric d’aix-en-provence, dir. Jean-François Sivadier
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skrunksthatwunk · 4 months
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went back to the sketchbooks around when i was going through yyh for the first time in 2019 and found a pile of near-yearly sticky note updates about my relationship with the series next to my first yyh doodles, a page full of kuwabaras. thought it'd be fun to share
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+ more thoughts and old yyh art below
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(it's crazy i didn't find any kurama-centric pages for months bc i think he's the one i doodled in the margins of class notes and stuff the most. his hair's pwetty and he gives me the least trouble outta any of the main 4)
something i noticed while skimming the two sketchbooks i took these from was how mean i was to myself at the time about my art. i guess it hit me more because i don't really spend hours going through my old sketchbooks over and over to track my progress and growth like i used to quite often. i guess it was only a little after when my self esteem was lowest (8th grade, tale as old as time), but... idk. i knew back then that i'd grown a lot in the few years since i started drawing more seriously (that's why i looked through my art so much), but like... i guess that never translated into being nice to myself about it. i ended up going back through about ten more sketchbooks to find more yyh art, and in the coming years i'm glad to say that negativity in the margins went away. hell yeah
but even so, my love for yyh was a constant and effusive thing, as it is now. it's probably the oldest of my current media interests. i watched myself get into rgg and develop my ocs and watched others fade in and out, watched my style loop back on itself and go all over the place, passed by pages of writing about crushes and album releases and gender discoveries and my grandparents dying, all surrounded by little drawings of the characters i love. including kuwabara in a maid dress right next to my dead grandma grief rambling that one time (no i'm not kidding. my grandma died in like late 2020 and the page where i poured my heart out after finding out she was gone just trying to process everything had one with catboy maid dress kuwabara directly opposite it, who i'd drawn like the evening before she died in her sleep. he killed my grandma from like 100 miles away he was that powerful. that wasn't even the last time i drew him like that and i don't even care about catboys or maid dresses much. i think it was just a bigger meme and he was the guy i most associated with cats. i put that man in a situation and he fucking got her because the book couldn't contain him. some victor frankenstein shit. anyway)
i took about 150 pictures, most with multiple sketches. i decided not to add any more though bc 1) i posted some of them on old accounts but i don't remember which ones, and tbh i value my anonymity a little too much 2) All Of The Pictures Turned Out Bad in ways i don't feel like getting into but just trust me it's like 6 layers of fucked up illegible image bullshit 3) i found it hard to narrow it down to things i felt were indicative of the development or interesting or anything like that. idk. i figured it was an interesting exercise for me and it probably wouldn't really mean anything to anyone else. and that's ok :) it was nice anyway. i mostly mention it to be like Oh My God i've drawn these guys a lot and i STILL don't know what i'm doing... :| it's fun
however i did transcribe the notes i left:
7/9/19: yo it's been less than a week & i'm on ep. 80 wtf i love this show
8/14/20: 1/2way thru my 3rd watch (first dub, first [with older sibling]) & honestly still love it & kuwabara being the first one i drew makes me happy
7/28/21: i'm watching it w/ [younger sibling] now! 4th(ish) watch, 2nd time through the dub, which is so much better than the sub really elevates the text. we're at the semifinals of the DT, which means this is technically my 5th time through yyh up until that point but eh semantics anyway i still love & obsess over yyh! <3
1/14/24 (present day): hey, i'm rewatching yyh for the.. idk 5th or 6th time. still love it & never stopped. now i'm writing fic & drawing & posting about it. i have friends i talk to about it. [both siblings] have seen it. so much has changed, and so little, but it made me sad seeing how much i insulted my own art. i love you 2019 me. god knows you needed it
[+ this drawing]:
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anyway. forever fornever. if you even care
#that's all. just kind of a personal post i thought was neat. skrunklore#skrunkart#yyh#yu yu hakusho#you can really feel the 14 y/o in a lot of the little notes and stuff but that too is part of the growth and change im trying to celebrate.#ripping my fingernails off about it but it needs to be done#also the hearts are because they love each other. and also me in like a cheering you on kinda way#ok more lore but around jr year i started feeling like my art was getting worse or at least stagnating and i kind of wished i could go back#to the era where a lot of that art is from bc there were little things i was better at and also bc i was much more prolific and adventurous#and while i'm sympathetic to it looking back after another couple of years it's like nah. no i was still growing i was just too close to se#like i'll be like oughh i haven't grown at all in years >:(( and then i'll look at the art i made over the course of 2023 and go oh nvm lol#some of it was more 'getting back into the swing of things' + traditional and tech issues being resolved but there was also growth#there is also stuff to be proud of and there always is and there always will be. that goes for you too reader#no matter what your art does or does not look like. i guess that's part of why im posting this too#part of what got me into visual art was seeing how people's art changed (sketchbook tours). it's cool and seeing that learning process so#well preserved and so easily analyzed kinda activated something in my brain. i think it got me past a lot of the 'im just not talented'#stuff a lotta ppl have that keeps them from drawing or sharing it or whatever. anyway art's cool i love art. gonna go draw now probably :D#ALSO really funny watching the way i drew myself change. all in ways that make sense but still funny to me. long hair glasses girl you'd#probably keel over if you saw what we look like now. hell yeah
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an array of gnomes from my latin class whiteboard
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officialbananabro · 1 year
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rare real physical sketch while i was watching merlin
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stochastiz · 4 months
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regular and metallic watercolors, black acrylic paint pen outlines
i saw this post by @obsob a few days ago and was inspired to make this as a bday gift for my brother
i broke out my paints for the first time in a long time and spent a few hours working on this today. i wish the outlines were thinner and the stars more scattered, but i'm pretty happy with it overall. i haven't made something specifically for someone in quite a while, this felt really good
go make something to give to someone you love ♡
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lemememeringue · 2 years
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begging my executives to function just once
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lunamothghost · 2 years
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as always I'm late to trends, but heres my trafficsona! It's just my minecraft character/skin, a cyberpunk werewolf who only cares about their coat, and gradually transforms more as they lose lives. How they run around in platforms idk, a life was definitely lost due to a broken ankle or smth.
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miroheiski · 2 years
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my hero ! (click for higher res)
more stars portraits
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cassioppenny · 1 year
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i got a sketchbook and color pencils for christmas so i decided to doodle a penny
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transgender-catboy · 9 months
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Family photo!! This is my goodnight post, ily guys!! See ya tomorrow!
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petermorwood · 3 months
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Is "Uh, nope" a frequent US response to lamb?
Or is US lamb somehow different?
This is just a vaguely mystified response to some comments here.
I'm guessing the "G-word" is gamey. I've smelt gamey meat, I don't like it, and Irish lamb definitely isn't that. Also, most people I know don't need to screw up their courage before cooking or eating it.
Mutton, mature sheep-meat, has - or so I've been told, because I've never found it in any local butcher - a much fuller flavour, still not gamey, but more ... robust, pronounced, emphatic, choose your descriptor. It is, after all, a more mature meat.
For terminology reference (though this may not be current any more), "lamb" is up to one year old, "hogget" - remember the farmer's name in "Babe"? - is up to two years old, and "mutton" is over two years.
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As I said, I haven't seen mutton anywhere, and haven't HEARD of hogget.
This might be, as I hinted, because terminology has been simplified and all meat from sheep is now "lamb" - and that may answer my own question. Sometimes US lamb has a fuller flavour than, say, Wicklow lamb in Ireland, because sometimes US lamb is hogget or mutton instead.
If so, it restores a possible original meaning to "mutton dressed as lamb". That's now best known as "an older woman dressed inappropriately young", and though the meaning has been around for a long time (this Rowlandson print is dated 1810)...
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..."dressing" is also the term for preparing meat for sale.
And THAT makes me wonder if the critical phrase goes beyond fashion into the fine old tradition of adulterating food, and wily butchers transforming elderly sheep into the semblance of younger lamb then charging undiscerning customers accordingly.
I don't know how they might have done it, but if they could then they would. The ways in which 18th-19th century foods were fiddled with is amazing, and more than a bit Yuck.
Or in this case, Ew.
Comments, corrections, criticisms and all the rest are cordially invited.
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Side-note; in keeping with the way nicknames get attached to surnames - "Chalky" White, "Dusty" Miller etc. - anyone called Curry usually ended up as "Mutton".
Two brothers at my school had this happen; Tom Curry, the older one, had been "Mutton" for a couple of years, and when his kid brother Will started school he became, of course, "Lamb".
Oh, how we laffed...
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ETA: @bellyoftheblast just messaged me this:
It turns out, and I only learned this very recently (I think it's in Hannah Glasse) that "dressed" used to mean "cooked" rather than "prepared for sale". Which would mean "mutton dressed as lamb" would be fast-cooked and thus greasy, unpleasantly tough and decidedly stringy. (Meanwhile I'll never waste good lamb on stew again now that I have a source for mutton -- MUCH better flavour for slow cooking).
Thanks for this snippet! We've got the Prospect Books facsimile of Hannah Glasse 1st ed, so I pulled it down, blew off the dust - it's been a while - and yes indeed, I found the following recipes in just four successive pages:
"To dreſs a Leg of Mutton à la Royale",
"To dreſs a Leg of Mutton to eat like Veniſon",
"To dreſs Mutton the Turkiſh Way"
"To dreſs Veal à la Bourgoiſe"
Mutton dressed (or dreſsed) as Lamb doesn't get mentioned, probably because Mistress Glasse knew better, though that business of Mutton to eat (taste) like Venison is interesting.
It involves cutting the leg of mutton "in the shape of a Haunch of Veniſon" then steeping it in the sheep's blood "for five or six Hours" before wrapping it in layers of buttered paper and roasting it, basted frequently with butter or beef dripping.
Not quite mutton as lamb, but still mutton disguised as something more expensive...
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violet-eng · 8 months
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Zongli fantasies about fem!reader while at work -NSFW
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Zhongli x reader
Summary: Zhongli's at work and thinks about how he'd fuck you.
Warnings: Mid smut. Fingering. I think that's all.
Minors DNI
@DonaldAkron on X 🎨
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Zhongli knows he shouldn't think of you that way, so he avoids looking you directly in the eyes, crossing your path, or even mentioning your name.
He is sitting behind his desk, with his hands on leather notebooks with information about the funeral home.
Physically he is there, in that wide upholstered chair, and mentally he is actually very far away.
He imagines you bent over his desk, legs spread and your skirt gathered up to your waist, you stir beneath him when you feel him slide your panties down your thighs, clicking his tongue at the sight of your wet, exposed pussy for him.
“Mr. Zhongli, they could see us,” you whisper between whimpers, the feeling of his cock clad in against your center.
"Let them see," he says, voice hoarse and dark, overshadowed by the desire and lust you provoke in him with that dripping little pussy. "Let them see how I fuck you on this desk."
You shake your head and clarify that this is shameful, that his intentions are indecent.
"Indecent is strutting around with those pretty legs exposed and that provocative cleavage," he says, the words coming out hoarse and bathed in desire.
Zhongli brings his fingers closer to your mouth, parting your lips and touching your tongue. You surround his digits with your saliva in an instinctive act, you are as lustful as he is in that moment.
He removes his fingers from your mouth and brings them closer to your womanhood, teasing your already very wet entrance.
"I haven't even touched you and you're already soaked" he whispers.
He slides his mid finger between your folds, slow and precise, feeling every part of your soft walls as they clench around his finger. He smiles at your reaction, and he slides the second finger inside you, going deeper this time, curling inside you. He moves his fingers like he's searching for something, and when you gasp he lets out a smile.
"Found your point" he says, it's only been a couple of seconds but he's sure he knows where to touch. He has done this for centuries, he knows how to please a woman, and he knows that his experience will rain down on you right now.
The movement of his fingers quickens, continuing to rest that sweet spot on your wall near your cervix. His other hand supports your back, your chest on his desk. His fingers abuse your insides, Zongli keeps pace, drawing loud moans from you. You feel him change the rhythm, moving in and out with both fingers, long and skillful.
"Mr. Zhongli.." you whimper as the sound of his fingers filled with your fluids fills your ears. Before you continue speaking you hear him, you hear his belt untie and the zipper of his pants go down. You turn your head over your shoulder and can see Zhongli and his erect cock near your entrance.
"I hope you're stretched enough," he says as he removes his fingers from inside you and lubricates his length with your juices. You notice that it is solid, thick and long, precum drops at the tip.
Zongli looks at you and grabs the base of it, settling near your entrance, approaching you. He parts your folds with his head, and can feel his length rolling inside you as you're so lubricated. He's entering, he feels your warm feminine wetness and then...
"Zhongli" HuTao's voice brings him back to reality, taking him out of the recurring fantasy of him "They are looking for you outside, they need to consult something related to traditional fruits."
And without further ado, Zhongli gets up to continue his work, hoping one day to fulfill his fantasies with you.
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dotster001 · 7 months
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Since requests are open in honor of my favorite holiday, Halloween, how would Vil, Rook, Malleus and Lilia react to a f!reader/f!MC’s witch costume complete with the pointed hat, fingerless lace gloves, a lace sleeveless black dress with a knee high skirt, witch socks and buckled shoes. (I can probably see Vil and Rook helping her with her nails and makeup for the occasion.)
CW: Fem reader
A/N: we've waited a long time for this one, nonnie. Happy Halloween!
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Let's be real….Vil designed the outfit. Vil bought the outfit without telling you. Vil brought it to your dorm, said, "change", and then stood there while he waited for you to change.
He then styled your hair, did your makeup, did your nails, yelled at you about how to properly compose yourself in the outfit, then Snatched your wrist and dragged you with him to show off your look.
He's not going to go all gaga over you like some of the others. He knows how beautiful you are, and he hopes you know with how often he tries to make it clear to you. That said, he is very proud, both because he designed it, and because everyone is complimenting you.
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Designed the outfit pt 2
The night before Halloween festivities began, you heard a knock on your second story window, and when you opened it, he was perched on the windowsill, outfit in hand. Gave you a roguish wink, and said something about being very excited for tomorrow's festivities, then he jumped off the sill, and did a perfect roll landing, before skipping off into the woods.
You would think he had never even seen the outfit (he gives Wataru in this clip energy) He's wild, almost crazed as he compliments every aspect of the look, and how it sits on you. If you say something along the lines of "you designed it why are you so nice?" He'll say, "Ah, but you are the one who brings life to my humble design!"
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He's immediately thinking about what you'd look like in traditional Valley of Thorns regalia. It's not anywhere similar to your witch costume, but your costume is dark, and Valley of Thorns robes are dark, so that's the only tie in Mal Mal needs.
He's going to treat you like a lady, placing your hand in the crook of his arm, escorting you where you want to go, pressing kisses to your exposed fingertips.
You're just too pretty dressed up like a witch. And as your brave dragon, he has to protect you from evil pirates, vampires, and gravediggers! He was so excited for Halloween festivities, but now he's far too busy hoarding you and your time.
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Will steal your outfit for himself once you're done with it.
He wishes you'd have told him about the outfit, he totally would have tried to match. Think of how adorably mischievous he'd look in a witch costume!
He'll giggle and ask if he can be your bat familiar. Wouldn't that be so fun! His beautiful little witch, and her handsome bat companion! How exciting!
Tag list- @shytastemakerthing @eccedentesiast-sapphic @leoll @stygianoir
Note: haven't used the taglist in a while, so if I forgot you, or you want to be added, let me know!
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jareaul0ver · 4 days
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nika fic where nika is being hella clingy with reader while they’re trying to get ready to go out with the team and they end up having a quickie before leaving. when they finally show up to the event all disheveled paige or kk notice the hickeys and reader gets all flustered n stuff
Lunch
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wc: 1.2k warnings: nsfw, fingering, brief nipple play, quickie, nika fucking reader in the mirror, hickeys, language, teasing from friends pairings: nika muhl x fem!reader
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You pulled together your outfit with the small details. You slid a few rings onto your fingers, bracelets onto your wrists, and clasped a necklace Nika had given you around your neck.
It was always "tradition" to celebrate a win with your girls. You'd find a bar or a club and go out, get absolutely shit faced, and wake up the next morning hungover, all to have to go to practice.
Did you have some regrets most of the time? Yes, of course, but you wouldn't let that stop you from spending time with the people that meant the most to you in your life.
You couldn't help but stare at yourself in the mirror. You were never the most cocky or confident type, but tonight you knew you looked good.
A few clicks of your phone camera later, you watched Nika approach you from behind. She slinked her arms around your waist and rested her chin on your shoulder.
"Hi, baby." She mumbled. You watched her eyes take in your figure through the mirror, and she took her bottom lip between her teeth. "You look.. so good."
A light blush colored your face. You would never get used to the endless complements from Nika, no matter how long you'd be together.
Your hands rested over hers. "Thanks, babe." You looked over at her and kissed her cheek. You made sure to snap another picture, capturing the sweet moment with your girlfriend.
She hummed in response and moved her hands to rest on your hips. Nika pressed a light kiss to your neck. "Really, I don't know if I'll be able to keep my hands to myself tonight."
You rolled your eyes playfully and shook your head. "Well, it'll have to wait until we get back, we don't wanna be late." You went to pull away from her but her grip on you was strong. "Baby, seriously we-"
She gently bit down on your shoulder, quickly soothing it with her tongue. A small gasp fell from your lips at the sudden action. "I think we still have a few minutes before we have to leave, no?" She kissed up your shoulder and neck, her lips landing on your jawline.
A shiver ran through your body and you mindlessly melted against her. She always knew how to get you going, even in the most inopportune times.
"But-" you sighed when you felt her hand unbutton your jeans. Her eyes met yours in the mirror, and she silently asked for permission. If you really didn't want this right now, she would never make you do it, even if you looked like a work of art to her.
With the odds in her favor, you nodded slightly with parted lips. She quickly unzipped your pants and slipped her hand past the waistband of both your jeans and panties.
She groaned softly in your ear as she slid her fingers through your slick folds. "Fuck, you're so wet for me already? Haven't even done anything yet." Her middle and ring fingers found your clit and she rubbed small circles on it.
Your head fell back to lean against her shoulder, but you kept your eyes on hers in the mirror. She refused to look away, and so did you.
The two of you have had incredibly hot sex before. Ranging anywhere from rough after suffering a loss of a game, to gentle if one of you needed relaxing, and sure you've had incredibly sensual and intimate moments together, but this was on a whole other level.
Without warning she slipped her fingers into you and you whined. "Fuck." She slowly pumped her digits in and out of your soaked cunt. She latched her lips onto your neck and sucked hard for a second.
Her lips came away and a string of saliva left them connected to your skin for a second. "So pretty like this, baby. You think you look pretty? Hm?"
You nodded a little frantically as she quickened her pace. "Mhm. I- I look pretty- fuck!" She curled her fingers, hitting your g-spot perfectly.
Nika's other hand slinked up your shirt and a small smirk formed on her face. "No bra?" She pinched a nipple between her fingers and your body arched away from her.
You screwed your eyes shut, and immediately felt her stop her movements. Your eyes shot open, but before you could speak, she did. "Eyes on me and I'll make you cum, pretty."
Your lips parted and you took a deep breath. "Okay. Please, Nika, I need you."
She couldn't resist. Not when you sounded so desperate for her touch. She started curling her fingers in you quickly and hard. Her hand cupped your breast and she leaned back down, biting your shoulder.
"Feel good?" She mumbled before attaching her lips to your skin again.
"Mm, 's good, Nika." Your entire body weight was practically on her at this point. Your knees were weak, and you quickly felt the bubble in your stomach building up.
Her hand dropped to your stomach, and she lightly pressed down on it, letting you feel the goodness of her fingers inside of you even easier.
You moaned loudly and Nika responded with a huff. She quickened the pace of her fingers and you felt yourself getting incredibly close to finishing.
"Fuck, baby, I'm getting close- oh!" She dropped her hand even further and slipped it beneath her other to rub circles against your clit.
She sucked harshly on your neck and shoulder, littering them with small bites and hickeys you undeniably knew you'd get in trouble for.
That was the last of your worries though, as your body arched away from hers, the band finally snapping in your stomach. "Fuck!" You cried and screwed your eyes shut as you rode out your climax.
She slowed her pace before eventually pulling her fingers out of you, soaked with your juices. Nika brought them up to your mouth and you willingly cleaned her off.
"You did so good, babe." She mumbled as she pressed gentle kisses against your skin.
Everyone obviously knew that you and Nika had gotten up to some activities before you came. The crazed amount of marks and the fucked out look on your face easily gave it away.
Most of the team respected the two of you enough to not say anything, except for Paige. She never knew how to keep her mouth shut.
"Yo, you look like a vacuum cleaner got stuck to you." She raised her eyebrows at you, and then Nika who was standing behind you, in the same position that she had fucked you in before leaving.
Your face immediately turned red and a few of your teammates snickered at Paige's comment. "Shut your damn mouth, Bueckers."
Nika kissed your cheek softly before looking at Paige. "At least she's getting some, P, can't say the same about you." She clapped back.
A few "ooh's" came from the close knit circle of friends and Paige sulked away to the bar to get another drink.
You turned and captured Nika's lips in a quick kiss. "Mm, I love you, baby, but God you make me look like I'm a pornstar for a living sometimes."
She laughed softly. "Told you I wouldn't be able to help myself."
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