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project sekai text posts #4
#this time featuring things that are not actually canon but I think should be#minori should know how to read sheet music since she’s been training to be an idol for so long imo#it’s not usually a requirement to be an idol but I think she’d do it anyways#emu would eat poison imo. and be entirely fine#project sekai#minori hanasato#shizuku hinomori#haruka kiritani#airi momoi#mizuki akiyama#rui kamishiro#emu otori#mafuyu asahina#tsukasa tenma#saki tenma#ena shinonome#shiho hinomori#kohane azusawa#I’m not tagging the virtual singers
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Ik the point of the vocaloids is to be there and be like the responsible ones and stuff (the words aren’t working today) but I’m just thinking of small luka and I like it. Idk where I was going with this but yeah. I think Rin and len would be like those babysitter older cousins who have no idea what’s going on but just have fun with them anyaay :D
Ooo I love that! She deserves to be tiny! And Rin and Len aren't used to being anything but the youngest, so they've gotta take good of the little one the best they can! Of course, little mistakes happen here and there, and thankfully the others are there to help make everything okay, so the Kagamines stay happy and Luka's still nice and cozy!
Specific Sekai Lukas under the cut :D
School Sekai Luka is probably a very chill regressor, around the 4-5 range. She spends most of her time stargazing, usually while cuddling a plushie or blankie, or listening to the others practicing their music. I like to think that Miku tries her absolute best to be a good CG to her, she's the senpai to her senpai now, she's gotta be a good one! But Luka's want to help others still exists when she's small, so Miku's want to help her little one is a bit hard to accomplish when they both have this desire! Rin is very excited about being a good "big sister" to Luka, she wants to spend time with Luka every time she's small. Len's a bit more cautious, but he tags along with Rin to make sure she doesn't do anything wrong, and the twins work their hardest to be good at their job! Luka is quite grateful for them and the others :)
The Stage Sekai is home to a little kid Luka, around 3-5 years old. She's very curious, and she absolutely loves cuddles and tickles! Very clingy kind of kiddo, she gets very pouty if she's left alone for too long, and uppies never fail to make her happy! She loves watching her fellow idols perform, or even putting on shows herself, they aren't as polished as her usual performances but the others will always give her a roaring applause! Rin's happy to not be the biggest rookie of the idols, now she gets to be like Miku and show someone the ropes! She loves helping Luka learn new things about being an idol, and to put on special shows just for her! Len feels a want to do his best for her, a light protectiveness and desire to make her smile. The Kagamines want to be the best idols ever for their littlest fan, and would do anything to do so!
Street Sekai Luka's probably a slightly older kid, about 6-7. She still loves exploring the streets, though she gets lost a bit more easily, and one of the others has to rescue her! It's usually sorta easy to find her though, since she's almost always singing to herself when she's small. Doing performances for her toys or the other Virtual Singers is her favorite thing to do, along with trying her hand at making graffiti art. Rin wants to show little Luka all of the ropes of singing, getting a bit annoyed if she picks up something too quickly, but she'd never get mad at Luka, what if she disappeared into the Sekai forever again? Len's quite happy that he's no longer the youngest, and he wants to seem like an amazing older sibling figure to Luka! You want some juice? Len'll get it for you! He gets pouty whenever he gets treated like a kid around her, you're ruining his status as being older! (Now I'm imagining tiny vbs Len-)
Wonderland Sekai Luka is the absolute littlest of baby regressors! Very small, usually non-speaking, either being tucked into a cozy blanket for a nap or sitting on Kaito or Meiko's laps. She still maintains her connection to Tsukasa's want to make others happy, sleeping when everyone's happy and being awake when they aren't, but she's not really the best at expressing this. If something happens and someone feels down, she usually ends up waking up crying, and it takes a bit for her to calm down, but when she does she's able to crawl over to who she thinks is sad, she can still tell if someone's unhappy but won't admit it! Rin and Len are always super excited to be with Luka when she's regressed, they wanna play with her and show her around the Sekai! They're a bit annoyed that she's always so sleepy, but they'd never dare to wake the baby up, she needs her sleep!
Empty Sekai Luka's definitely a chaotic little thing, around the older toddler range. She's quite mischievous, even more than she is when she's big, trying to get rises out of Meiko and Rin, spending her alone time just exploring the Sekai and looking for trouble, resorting to crocodile tears if she gets scolded for anything. She does still care while small though, even if it comes out in somewhat unconventional ways...("Meiko you stupidhead, you don't gotta hide from everyone!") Rin's quite annoyed by her antics, but she still feels an odd urge to look out for her despite this. Len feels somewhat less scared of her when she's feeling little, maybe because she's childlike now too? It's the only time he even stands a chance at outsmarting her tricks-
#vocaloid agere#project sekai agere#megurine luka#kagamine rin#kagamine len#kagamine rin and len#hatsune miku#kaito vocaloid#meiko vocaloid#mine ♡#sentientsoil
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Over the next two days, we’ll be getting into all that and more with hours of presentations and deep-dive analyses. This is set to be a smallish, grassroots-y gathering—only 25 in-person campers are enrolled plus a dozen or so volunteers running the show. Meanwhile, about 300 remote Gaylors have signed up for streaming access to the learning sessions, building on the success of a virtual Gaylor summit that happened last year.
As a Gaylor myself, I’d be here even if Cosmo hadn’t sent me. I introduce myself to campers as we craft cute name tags for ourselves in the lobby of the Craigville Retreat Center. I meet Morgan, 30, who came here from conservative small-town Wisconsin, where she’s been living with her parents due to some unspecified tumult in her life. “I am desperate to be around gay people,” she tells me. When she heard about Camp Gaylore, “I jumped at the opportunity to come here and feel a sense of community.”
Paris, 25, a Boston-based attendee who grew up in Arizona, agrees. “With everything that’s happening legislatively right now, it’s really important to be able to find spaces where you’re able to be with like-minded individuals and feel safe and comfortable expressing yourself.”
Nevada, 25, a newcomer to the Gaylor realm, tells me they were able to attend only thanks to a scholarship the camp offered to defray the $350 tuition cost. “I really thought this was a dreamland that was completely out of reach for me,” they say. Just being here, in congress with others, feels like some kind of miracle.
So maybe I should revise: This weekend is about decoding Taylor Swift songs...but only sort of.
I didn’t travel far to get here, but I’ve come a long way. Four summers ago, I left my marriage to a straight man, right around the time Taylor released Lover. I had a passing familiarity with her oeuvre but didn’t consider myself much of a fan. I was crashing with friends—a lesbian couple—while searching for a new home and striving to create a more openly queer life for myself. With its pastel cover and pro-LGBTQ+ anthem “You Need to Calm Down,” Lover got a ton of airplay in that two-bedroom apartment. And the breakup songs—“Death by a Thousand Cuts,” “I Forgot That You Existed”—certainly spoke to me. But given everything I was going through, Taylor’s music felt like little more than a fluffy distraction.
Jump cut to the following July, when Taylor surprise-released folklore. Every lesbian I knew seemed weirdly excited for this album. With my divorce freshly finalized, I now had the bandwidth to dig in. I discovered Gaylor theories on TikTok and plunged into Taylor’s discography with an eye toward gay themes. For the first time, I listened—really listened—to 2017’s Reputation, an album marketed as Taylor not caring about her press coverage but could just as easily be about a secret queer romance powerful enough to blow up her life. This notion, of hiding in plain sight while inhabiting a straight-presenting persona, resonates deeply for me in queer readings of Taylor’s work.
Here at Camp Gaylore (alternately known as GayloreFest), the analysis is served up with mock-academic gravitas. “We all love to cosplay that we’re professors in this field of Gaylor education,” explains Madyson, 23, a camp co-organizer who hails from New York. To wit, the workshop lineup includes sessions like: “Darling, Everything’s on Fire”: An Exploration of The Hunger Games Through Taylor Swift’s Discography; Unpacking Parasocial Relationships: A Conversation in Favor of Imagination & Community; Friends of Fletcher: Themes in the Music and Visuals of Sapphic Singers & Songwriters; and “Now I’m Your Daisy”: Reimagining The Great Gatsby as Gilded Sapphic Fantasy.
What’s happening here is really nothing new—Gaylors are performing the kind of close reading that happens in pretty much every English lit seminar. For campers like Amanda, 30, a longtime Swiftie who discovered Gaylor theories during the pandemic while awakening to her own queerness, this interpretative exercise is more meaningful than the objective facts of Taylor’s sexuality. “I’m not over here trying to convert people like, ‘Hey, Taylor is gay, and it’s really important to me that you believe that,’” Amanda says. “It’s more about Taylor being this incredible writer who intertwines all these incredible things into her lyrics.”
“We are not the first gaggle of gays to go book a conference center and hang out with each other for a weekend just to talk and gab,” Madyson says. “It just so happens that we all met because Taylor Swift put out some bangin’-ass albums.”
“I don’t even care if she comes out,” Madyson adds. “I actually would prefer she didn’t because I think it’s more fun this way.”
After I check into my single room—a rustic BYO-bed-sheets situation—I return to the common area and settle in for the afternoon’s presentations. Remote presenters will be streaming from all over. A few campers here will be presenting too—streaming from a dedicated quiet room elsewhere on the property. In the common space, all sessions will be projected onto a wall.
And here I have to admit that I end up…not paying much attention to the material. In the best possible way, neither do many of the other campers. I watch as they focus on making friendship bracelets, add artistic flourishes to Gaylor-themed coloring pages, and paint each other’s nails. Chatty groups check in on solo folks: “Are you good by yourself? Would you like to come over here with us?” Sometimes a comfy silence envelops the room. A few campers even nap on couches, the presentation audio forming a sort of pleasant background drone.
This dynamic is striking in its chillness—different from most camps and retreats, where schedules are packed with structured group activities. Kae, a 26-year-old from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, much prefers the format here. Although Gaylor TikTok was helpful in “expediting” her awareness of her own bisexuality, she finds the noise of social media kind of bad for her mental health. Camp Gaylore feels like the 3D version of a friendly Gaylor group chat she joined on WhatsApp a few months ago, she says. “It’s nice, having a much smaller source of information and also a place where you can just be yourself and be accepted.”
Presentation topics aside, Taylor’s aura at camp is surprisingly scarce. The aesthetic is one of nostalgic/analog summer whimsy. Think: String lights and wildflowers. Salt air and disco balls. Strawberries and rainbow balloons. An activity table set up by camp staffers includes a deck of botanical oracle cards, the social-bonding game We’re Not Really Strangers, and a handful of book selections ranging from Emily Dickinson poems to contemporary works by queer authors like adrienne maree brown.
It’s almost as though the organizers plucked a handful of nice humans off the internet and closed tab on literally everything else, a welcome break. Gaylorism in general is Very Online—born on Tumblr, increasingly huge on TikTok. Along with Madyson, camp co-organizer Katie, 30, recently wrapped a popular Gaylor podcast called The Archers, the duo’s contribution to a booming cottage industry of queer-minded Swiftie content. (Madyson has already launched another pod.) Tess, 30, a London-based camp co-organizer, is a prolific Gaylor creator too. This camp is the group’s way of passing the mic to others to invite their perspectives, to “recognize the brilliance and beauty of our community,” as Tess puts it. There’s even been talk of starting a literary-style magazine that goes beyond Taylor and into the open waters of, well, gay lore. That’s why the camp name has an “e” at the end—an indicator of deeper possibilities.
Gaylor subculture has now gotten big enough to attract coverage from major media outlets, some of it less than favorable—a Salon article last fall compared Gaylors to QAnon. Many face harassment from a hostile cohort of Swifties known as Hetlors, notorious for a queerphobic insistence that Taylor is straight. Bullying from Hetlors has driven some Gaylors to go dark and wipe their social accounts, which explains why most here at Camp Gaylore have asked that Cosmo publish their first names only.
Taylor herself is outspoken in her LGBTQ+ advocacy—granted, as more of an ally. “I didn’t realize until recently that I could advocate for a community that I’m not a part of,” she told Vogue in 2019. But as many Gaylors like to point out, that’s not quite the same as Taylor declaring she’s 100 percent straight and cisgender either. For now, the details of her identity remain anyone’s guess.
“In a cisheteronormative world, we are more likely to assume people to be cis and straight until told otherwise than to assume they’re trans or queer,” says Melissa A. Fabello, PhD, a sex and relationships educator. Her group coaching session this weekend, titled “The Bisexuality Crisis,” will address this very subject.
Camp Gaylore’s idyllic seaside haven is blessedly Hetlor-free. Madyson, who sometimes struggles to socialize in groups, tells me they feel “soothed” mingling on our private stretch of beach. This weekend has always been more about reinforcing the Gaylorverse than dissecting Taylor’s suspected queerness. “It is very much for people to meet and see each other physically and be like, This community is just as real offline as it is online,” Madyson says. In the sand, they spell out GAYLORE in dozens of tiny seashells.
We head to dinner in the large dining hall for a taco buffet—a communal setup that amuses Nevada. “This is so sweet, like the positive parts of going inpatient at the psych ward,” they joke. Then an earnest elaboration: “It’s just nice that other people understand what I’m thinking. I don’t have to explain a million things. I don’t have to be like, Okay, I guess I’ll let you ignore my pronouns. It’s a very good space.”
Afterward, we gather around an outdoor firepit for s’mores and impromptu performances. One camper breaks out an acoustic guitar and shares songs she wrote during a period of homelessness. Her voice is husky and powerful—a howl of survival. A few campers pass around a bong. Inside jokes are hatched. “As cliché as it sounds, I do feel like I’ve known these people forever,” says Lee, 33, a camper from California who credits Gaylor theories with fueling her lesbian awakening seven years ago. For her, this night is “cathartic.”
In the 10 o’clock hour, everyone heads back inside to watch the livestream of the Eras Tour. This has been a ritual for many of us since Taylor hit the road in March. Lots of campers have been tracking the surprise acoustic songs she performs each night—one or two per show, with no repeats from the pre-Midnights archive unless she messes up.
Tonight, Taylor is in Pittsburgh. One member of the Gaylor community—not at camp with us but someone who’s friends with a few campers—has been publicly campaigning for Taylor to play “ME!” at this stop, a track many Gaylors love (see: the big gay energy of its music video). Taylor playing “ME!” would be everything, a definitive acknowledgement of us.
As the livestream plays, campers string together bead bracelets with Gaylor references—the letters “SITBTTEBM” (“She is the best thing that’s ever been mine”), the phrase “WIDE EYED GAYS” (an intentional misspelling of the “All Too Well” lyric). Then the first surprise song begins: It’s “Mr. Perfectly Fine,” off Fearless. Everyone groans. The second song is a miss too: “The Last Time,” from Red. So much for “ME!”
Everyone is super bummed. A few campers even cry a little bit. But there’s beauty in the heartbreak too—something profound and unifying in our shared disappointment. “Even if Taylor were to go away and never do another thing, I feel like we still have this,” Amanda tells me later. “And that’s really cool.”
The big social event of the weekend, on the second and final night, is prom. Given that it’s being held in the retreat’s tabernacle building, camp staffers have printed out a color picture of Jesus, along with big letters that spell out “LYRICS TOO?”—a cheeky nod to the fact that we’re in a house of worship but mostly a deep-cut Gaylor reference (to something once uttered by Taylor’s pal and collaborator Jack Antonoff). A tattooed camp staffer DJs from a heavily stickered laptop, next to a whirling party light that scatters rainbow beams throughout the space.
Many of our prom looks are encoded with Taylor allusions. One camper wears a tiered, ruffled frock in pastel hues, à la Taylor’s Lover era. Another, channeling the Reputation album art, dons a matching corset and skirt in newsprint-pattern fabric. Still another is turned out in the crochet crop tank Taylor wore while promoting Midnights, its colors a near-perfect match for the lesbian pride flag tacked to one wall.
“Cruel Summer”—a Gaylor fave, theoretically chronicling Taylor’s rumored relationship with supermodel Karlie Kloss—blasts from the speakers. The dance floor fills up. We scream-sing the lines about sneaking in through the garden gate, about the shape of a lover’s body being new. As the song reaches its bridge, our collective joy turns incandescent.
“It felt like 70,000 of us in the room,” Lee marvels the next day as campers pack up to leave. “This was the most magical weekend of my summer—and I’ve been to the Eras Tour twice.”
Frankie de la Cretaz is the co-author of Hail Mary: The Rise and Fall of The National Women's Football League. Their work has been featured in The New York Times, The Atlantic, Rolling Stone, and more.
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Hi, I have a bunch of random questions about hw! 1) Do they sing the songs their group makes themselves? 2) Do they film their shows in the real world or in the Sekai? Do the virtual singers help them with that? 3) Are their relationships outside of hw more or less the same (e.g. Tsukasa with Toya or Rui with Mizuki)? 4) How likely are they to be recognized even with their masks? Has anybody in their lives already recognized them? Thank you for making this au, it lives in brain now
AWWAWAWAWA TJANK YOU FOR THE ASK I YELLED WHEN I SAW IT /POS
1- everyone except nene does, starting off!! given everything thats gone on with her, pre-main story she still can’t get herself to sing anymore, even for online songs where she isn’t performing in front of an actual in person audience. after main story she gets more resolve, and she does take some time to start singing again, but with her very supportive friends she starts to find her confidence in singing again :) (can i mention how overjoyed rui gets about it. can i mention how much he missed her voice. can i mention how AGAIN he is filled with so much guilt around how the sound of her singing coming from her room was replaced by suffocating silence after what happened. can i mention how genuinely happy for her and proud of her he is, that despite it all, that maybe they really do have a chance here, all together. sorry i’m insane about rui and that doesn’t change here.)
2- i’ve been debating on whether or not they start filming their shows at the closed off wonder stage actually! they do start off filming in sekai at least. i think both areas have their pros and cons, so they might end up alternating. not sure yet.
3- tsukasa and toya’s relationship have stayed the same, and same with saki. tsukasa’s past has actually stayed practically the same in general. i haven’t changed much about his.
mizurui on the other hand. ohohohohohohoho. fun fact i was brainrotting specifically about swap au mizurui a lot a while ago. bc this au co exists with wxs-ified n25. dont look at the old tag i had for them please. i want to fix them cause i have more stuff i want to add and like. do it better. but i haven’t gotten around to it. all you need to know is n25 now does theater shows together instead. yahoo. anyway i think about swap au mizurui a lot. because. augh. their relationship has stayed very similar to canon, being lonely outcasts who found each other on that rooftop, but it makes me ill bc. rui introduces mizuki to theater and shows. he might not do them anymore but he sometimes talks about them with mizuki and mizuki can see the love he had for them and they get curious. and they give it a try and find so much joy into doing shows and being able to express themselves on stage with less judgement while they act and finding people who DO accept them and while they’re not able to stay long it gives them hope, that there are people who will accept them as they are, and if mizuki’s lucky they won’t even lose them. like. rui who was so hurt by theater and things that happened with it and mizuki who finds so much comfort and hope in it. are you hearing me.
4- through the power of luck none of them really get discovered. i think the one thats the most likely to be recognized is tsukasa though, maybe with saki or toya stumbling upon one of their videos.
thank you for the ask again aND TY FOR LIKING IT I SAY IT A LOT BUT IM SO HAPPY IM INFECTING MORE PEOPLE W MY BRAINROT they make me insane
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So I don't know jack shit about AA (the game is still sitting unfinished in my 3DS LOL)
But tell me more about yours and Kazuma's relationship? :3c I'm curious
Thanks so much for the ask!! 💕 And that’s ok! You don’t have to know much since my modern day irl ship with him is in a totally different setting from the source material lol
So first off before I tell you about what he does for a living, the present day incarnation of Kazuma Asougi (whom I’m dating) still has the name Kazuma Asougi as he’s actually part of the same family tree as the original (whom my oc/self in my previous life was involved with), and the present day version of his father Genshin is the current holder of the sword Karuma, a precious family heirloom that plays a big role in the plot of TGAAC
With that out of the way, I can tell u about how now he’s a world famous singer/songwriter who promotes activism on a range of social issues in his music and spits on capitalism by dedicating a huge portion of his income to righteous causes like healthcare and undoing climate change to name a few ✨ His stage name is Kar(u)ma after the heirloom katana ^^
If you scroll wayyyy way down, you can find some art, info, and selfship fics I’ve posted with him in the #kar(u)ma tag!
More on his and my relationship tho, it had kind of an awkward(?) start what with both of us being afraid to admit our feelings for the longest time because of the silent pressure from his fanbase full of shameless simps whom he used to flirt back and forth with a lot—we even “broke up” at one brief point—but!! Now we’re officially and publicly dating and tho I can’t quiiiiite say as much about myself yet he’s abandoned any and all shame he once had and now CONSTANTLY gushes about me on twitter and in interviews and virtually any other chance he gets hhdvjchfh it’s so embarrassing but like, who am I to stop him right?
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Blog Update
I talked about getting back on the bandwagon and jumped right off after two posts, so... that’s my bad. I do, in fact, have stuff queued up at this point so that I don’t have to think about missing updates every Friday when the hour passes.
With this last set, I’ll have exhausted everything I took screen captures of from the time of the Proseka event. There’s still a bit more I can add (especially now that I’ve mastered my cards), such as what the card data looks like, full screenshots of the unique images, and some appropriately credited assets from the game files.
As I’ve played, I’ve figured out that Proseka is basically an endless well of content -- given how 3DMVs work, I can have the Evillious cast doing some tap to Becoming Potatoes, or dancing to Children Record, or enjoy utter ridiculousness with Theme of the Niccori Survey Team, or have everyone jam on some instruments for Lost One’s Weeping. I’ve also done the math and, with all permutations, a five-dancer song has 120 unique permutations of who’s in which spot. And, of course, posting the notemaps for each level of difficulty for each Evillious song.
Therefore, I’ve finally updated my lists (including the addition of the Proseka tag in Misc) and am hoping to get the physical and Kindle items posted, many of which still need to be scanned, admittedly. Some things only work in picture form, but, fortunately, my phone’s camera is actually pretty decent. I also still have copies of books to pull apart (I know, I’m a monster) and other things. I don’t want to make any promises, but that’s where I’m hoping to trend going forward, with Proseka stuff in the meantime as hopefully still-entertaining filler.
Personal Proseka Friending
Regarding Proseka (and the amount that I play it), I just had someone add me from knowing about Evilliyes (which is on my profile), so I just wanted to add -- if you find me, feel free to add me! I change my username constantly (sometimes just for jokes), but I guess another way to tell it’s my profile is that, on page 4 on the left, I have my first event badge -- top 4,000 for the MORE MORE Making Christmas event.
I haven’t tested all of these names against the censor (I had to find a substitute for “Queen of the Glass”), but, as a general rule, regarding my cover card...
If I’m using anybody who’s not in the VIRTUAL SINGER group, look for [Alice Merry-Go-Round].
If I’m using Miku, look for [Margarita Felix]
If I’m using Rin, look for [Lilith Baldured]
If I’m using Len, look for [Amostia]
If I’m using Luka, look for [Lukana Octo]
If I’m using MEIKO, look for [Germaine Avadonia]
If I’m using KAITO, look for [Karchess Crim]
The friends list cap is pretty small and I’m constantly hovering between the mid-80s to mid-90s, so I occasionally go through and do a clean of almost everyone on there to just kinda see new peoples’ profiles and accomplishments, enjoy unique customized profiles, that sort of thing. If you’ve friended me and then find out we’re not friends anymore, it’s nothing personal at all, please feel free to re-add me!
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hello!! for the asks; 🐝,🦄,🦋,🌼,🌷
hi Sara!!!
🐝- Tag three friends and your three favorite things about them!
@eightysix-baby - very cute and aesthetic blog, good music taste👍, we stan the Monkees 🫶
@honey-im-hotdog - we have virtually the same sense of humor, they’re so dang talented, they’re in school for geology and that’s so cool!
@multifandomlover01 - so freaking smart, the winters to my nix, we’re both psychology nerds
🦄- List your three favorite things about yourself!
I’m a great singer, I’m very enthusiastic, and I’m a go-getter!
🦋- Tag three people you want to get to know better and state why!
@eightysix-baby - I feel like I’m just at the tipping point of all the cool things about you!
@honey-im-hotdog - I love our little tumblr Q+A sessions on Insta 😂💕
@currahee - you seem like such a go-getter and I want to learn your ways🤌
🌼- What are you attracted to in people personality-wise?
good manners, someone who is a good listener, someone who makes me feel safe and worthwhile, emotional intelligence
🌷- What are you attracted to in people physical appearance-wise?
I tend to fall for men who are tall, nice smiles, red hair (yes I have a ginger kink)
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I posted 977 times in 2022
357 posts created (37%)
620 posts reblogged (63%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@auspicious-voice
@utau-bowl
@hira-png
@96theater
@codytailor
I tagged 922 of my posts in 2022
Only 6% of my posts had no tags
#reblog - 553 posts
#utau - 300 posts
#art - 289 posts
#utauloid - 283 posts
#cover - 132 posts
#utau cover - 118 posts
#kasane teto - 67 posts
#vocaloid - 63 posts
#utau original - 51 posts
#utau release - 50 posts
Longest Tag: 88 characters
#also thanks to hattie for the request :pleading emoji: you have no clue how honored i am
My Top Posts in 2022:
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A cover of Kira’s “4blood” with Teto English, with a fully animated and original video.
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Today is Celebrate Bisexuality Day check out these Bisexual UTAUs made by (mostly) LGBT+ creators or I’m stealing something out of your house!!!
Aino Erufu
Blake Howell
CopperCross
Crystal
Haru Torres
LEONA
Mario Fuwa
Megumi Kokkeisha
Niji Kobayashi
Peiton
POTG
Rodney Osbourne
Ryata Maxum
Shizuruu
Yumeilia
30 notes - Posted September 23, 2022
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Demo for Namine Ritsu AI, now avilable for ACE Virtual Singer and ACE Studio.
[ Download ]
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Pink UTAU edit!
UTAUs used: Lani, Xiao Meihua, Macne Coco Shiro and Kuro, Haruka Nana, Deofairy NOL, Tadano Onnanoko, Honoka Elie , Kubishiki, Koharune Ami, Bixibite, Kizune Usa, Jinza, Momo Momone, Shione Lt, Peiton, Machi Sukio, Kane Tomo
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My #1 post of 2022
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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →
#tumblr2022#year in review#my 2022 tumblr year in review#your tumblr year in review#Not utau#TETO WEDNESDAY WINS#Youtube
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requests are open!
if you’d like, you can also ask questions/chat with me too!
here is a carrd if you want to know more about yours truly :)
this is a blog mainly for project sekai. (as much as i’d like to write for other fandoms, i have no idea on how to start up anything...)
any tips would be appreciated :)
Masterlist
EVENT : A Bouquet of Smiles and Many Flowers
INBOX : 19...
DRAFTS : 2
things you can send in
- general headcanons with characters
- scenarios + drabbles
- angst, but i’ll need some information to write it out! (more info, the better!)
any extra info in these asks will be very much appreciated so i could write with more detail! and make sure to specify anything i might not know, please. it’ll help so much. the more information the better!!!
things i will deny (i’ll respond to your ask)
- intense/graphic situations
- nsfw/smut
- severe abuse (that includes specific violent/gorey situations)
- yandere/tsundere
- au’s (ultimately depends, i do know some au’s i particularly like.)
- (project sekai) virtual singers, as i don’t know how to write them tbh...
- canon x canon (for ex. ruikasa, emunene, akitoya, etc)
- poly relationships (i do not know poly relationships quite well, i’m sorry!)
oh yeah, i’ll also take requests from the fluff alphabet!
if you have questions, please tell me!
i’ll be posting a few things to set up my blog, so please just bare with me...i don’t know how to work tumblr...
these are my tags...mainly for me to just remember and get my mind in an organized manner haha
- @tsudelune-post (mainly my posts that are requests)
- @tsudelune-reblogs (self-explanatory)
- @tsu-chat (stuff that isn’t my requests)
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I was tagged to do this by @basmathgirl so thank you for that!
Rules: Post your faves and then tag some people to get to know better.
Coffee: I am not much of a coffee drinker (too bitter for me), so I don’t really have a preference here.
Tea: Celestial Seasonings Morning Thunder (with sugar)
Food: My current fave are these Sweet Chili chips from Way Better. OMG those with some Tostitos Queso Blanco dip? Yum. Also sweet Thai chili sauce in general. I’m obsessed with it.
Scent: Lilacs!
Author: OMG that’s so hard. D: Especially since I mostly read nonfiction these days, I don’t have one specific author I turn to. I like reading about nature and the environment and also like survival stories, things like that, lol.
Artist: I don’t think I have one? I’m more likely to like individual pieces.
Movie: Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy. LMAO It’s not an elegant choice by any means, but it ALWAYS makes me laugh.
Fictional character: So many, but I have to go with Tobias Fornell. He’s the one I get most excited to see when he appears. Maybe bc he’s just a recurring/guest character, but ya know. I love him.
Band/type of music: Now THIS one is tough bc I listen to virtually everything (except for like screamo or death metal, lol), BUT my fave singer of all time is Mike Doughty and my fave type of music has to just be indie rock in general.
Season: Fall!
Flower: I love so many flowers, but my faves have to be lilacs (of course) and lily of the valley. I also love dahlias bc I think they look really cool and peonies bc I also like how they look and they always make me think of that MY PEONIES! video, lmao.
Colour: Olive green
Animal: This should come as a surprise to absolutely nobody, but PIGS!
Architectural style: Uh, strange question, lol. I don’t think I have a preference. I do like mid-century modern, though. That definitely fits my aesthetic.
Mountains or beach: Mountains, I think.
Meadows or forests: Both, but forests a little more, I think.
Random fact about you: I never liked Coke growing up, but now I love it, lol. My dad would be so happy bc he always drank it and would tease me about it bc I didn’t like it. :P I know taste buds change, but I still think it’s funny how that happened.
Who to tag, who to tag... @akka-van-kebnekaise, @machtaholic, @shannonhutchins, @baronessblixen and anybody else who wants to do it!
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☆ — intro.
☆ -> i’m shisoka kumo, the lyricist for lost☆wishing. i’m lost.wishing on nightcord if you care to look.
☆ -> i use he/they pronouns. don’t really have a preference for either? just not she/her and you’re fine.
☆ -> i’m in class 2-B at kamiyama high school. i like iced coffee.
ooc
doing this one a little differently oooo /silly
hi folks!! i’m a kumo introject <3 putting him in the project sekai universe for this one
i use he/they, but it/its are fine if we’re friends. don’t use she/her for me.
hoping for very little angst on this blog!! save that for the discord rp 🤬 /silly this is more just to hang out and roleplay
teasing asks are fine, but please don’t bully! i’m fine with interacting with people outside of @virtual-singer-hatsune-miku’s masterlist as long as you follow these rules.
run by @orphic-execution. have fun
tagging system
#a fog over the lake ☆ -> textposts
#a frail connected thread ☆ -> reblogs or replies
#whispers shrouded in mist ☆ -> asks
#ongoing call with [name] ☆ -> character interactions
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Inazuma eleven orion ep 7
#Inazuma eleven orion ep 7 movie
#Inazuma eleven orion ep 7 Pc
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XDĪnyway! I would like to wish you all a Merry Christmas!! 💕💗❤️Īlso, I want to make special wishes so sorry, if I forgot to tag someone. Tag game inazuma eleven ares orion looong post haizaki ryouhei kira hiroto natsumi raimon kudou michiya zhao jin yun endou mamoru kidou yuuto nishikage seiya genda koujirou gouenji shuuya fubuki atsuya kiyama tatsuya fubuki shirou mizukamiya seiryuu asuto inamori ichihoshi hikaru ichinose kazuya kino aki otonashi haruna ootani tsukushi midorikawa ryuuji fudou akio froy girikanan baek shi woo ichihoshi mitsuruĪhh I’m late! 😅 But it’s normal for me 😅 I’ m late even with my life so. If someone was able to survive until now… here is a cookie~ I know we all have tons of faves so put another one here: Ichihoshi Mitsuru
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Originally posted by shawn-and-aiden-frost-9įave hottie: DEFINITELLY ALL BEAUTIFUL BOYS I ALREADY MENTIONED AND ALL ONES I WILL MENTION BECAUSE I’M TOO WEAK TO MAKE THIS CHOICE! HAIZAKIįave arc/season: Original Series Season 1 because I have really giant sentiment to it and IE Orion no Kokuin as well! because this series is really grippingįave friendship: Welllll, I think every friendship in IE is amazing & beutiful and I’m not really able to put here my faves… sorryįave m|m: Kiyama Tatsuya & Midorikawa Ryuujiįave school: Seishou Gakuen I really would like to go there xdįave non Japanese character: Froy Girikananįave non japanese team: Korean Red Bison (Orion) Haizaki Ryouhei~ No doubts he was the best goalkeeper ever (incl.I was tagged by sweet and lovely I’m going to add more characters than only oneee but it’s already normal for meĪnd I’m going to choose characters in way to put different ones in each “title”
Sep 9 This Week in Games - Love Is Stored In The Alchemist.
Sep 13 The ANN Aftershow - The Fate of the Village Hangs in the Balance.
13:00 This Week in Anime - Is Tokyo Mew Mew New's Story Rushed?.
Sep 5 Drab Princess, the Black Cat, and the Satisfying Break-up Novel.
Sep 10 BASTARD!! -Heavy Metal, Dark Fantasy- Part 1.
Sep 11 Made in Abyss: Binary Star Falling into Darkness.
Sep 12 The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic Novel 1.
Sep 13 Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Stone Ocean 1-24.
Sep 2 Whiffs and Aces: Birdie Wings' Mixed Depiction of Golf.
Sep 5 The Journey Animation Manager Sara Oulddaddah.
Sep 6 The Best and Worst of Summer 2022, Aug 26-Sep 1.
Sep 7 Kaguya-sama: Love is War Voice Actress Aoi Koga.
Sep 9 The Pioneer of Shojo Style, Macoto Takahashi.
Sep 12 Kaguya-sama: Love is War Producer Tatsuya Ishikawa.
Sep 12 The Best and Worst of Summer 2022, Sep 2-8.
Sep 14 I-Sega-i: The Deep Gaming Cuts of Uncle From Another World.
Sep 11 Talented Singer Sarah L-ee, Who Has Been Creating Songs Which Paint Colorful Worlds, is Releasing Her New Song, ‘Calling 9011’.
En noviembre de 2011 se comenzó a publicar el manga Inazuma Eleven GO, una continuación de Inazuma Eleven situada 10 años en el futuro.
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7 La serie es producida por Level-5 en conjunto con TV Tokyo y OLM.
Sep 11 Daisuke Ono and Reina Ueda Join Forces to Deliver Digital Single Duet “Mata Au Toki wa (with Reina Ueda)” Un anime basado en el videojuego, se estrenó en la cadena TV Tokyo el 5 de octubre de 2008.
Sep 11 Virtual Talent Management Agency PRISM Project and Crunchyroll VTuber Hime Join Aniplex Online Fest 2022 for Official Online Watch Party.
Sep 11 NIJISANJI EN Announces Obsydia New Outfit Goods.
Sep 13 Muv-Luv Alternative Total Eclipse Remastered Steam Sale to Celebrate the 10th Anniversary of the Anime Series.
Sep 13 Crunchyroll and Toei Animation Announce Theatrical Release Dates for ‘ One Piece Film Red’ Opening in November.
Sep 12 SPY×FAMILY's Anya is a Table Tennis Champ.
Sep 13 Manga Artists, VTubers Fear Japan's New Invoice System Invites Loss of Privacy.
Sep 13 Veteran Voice Actress Yuko Goto Speaks About Her History With Illness.
Sep 13 VTuber Designer Mika Pikazo Created the New Fire Emblem Protagonists.
Sep 14 Tatsuyuki Tanaka, Youichi Nishikawa Exhibits Come to Los Angeles' Gallery Nucleus In October.
Sep 14 Guilty Gear Strive Developer: Bridget Identifies as a Woman.
Sep 14 "All-In-One" One Piece Print Becomes World's Largest Book.
Convention reports chronological archives.
04:16 Aniplex, DeskWorks! Reveal World II World Smartphone RPG.
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04:27 Shueisha Games' Oni: Road to be the Mightiest Oni Action Game Streams Opening Movie.
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04:44 Square Enix Releases Triangle Strategy RPG on PC on October 14.05:19 Shueisha Games, NetEase Games Reveal unVEIL the world Smartphone RPG With Designs by Posuka Demizu.08:27 BlazBlue Cross Tag Battle, Guilty Gear -Strive-, Ni no Kuni II Get Xbox Releases in 2023.08:37 Spy×Family Anime's 2nd Half Reveals Bump of Chicken Opening Song in Trailer.10:44 Ghibli Park Previews Ghibli's Grand Warehouse Area in New Video.11:15 One Piece Odyssey Game Rescheduled to January 2023.11:45 Girlfriend, Girlfriend Anime Gets 2nd Season.21:01 The Saint's Magic Power is Omnipotent Season 2 Anime's Video Reveals 2023 Premiere.
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From the smut prompts, my sweetheart, may I request #43 and our blankie boy, Will Miller? 💚
Distraction
Pairing: Will Miller x Female Reader
Rating: M (Mature), E (Explicit), NSFW, 18+ Only Please
Warnings: smut, Dom Will, daddy kink, spanking, protected sex, overstimulation, slight degradation (slut is used), Pandemic talk,
Word count: 9,173 (Yeah I know, it's Will's fault.)
Summary: He’s left you without his present since early that morning, sequestered away in his office, virtual meetings with the Directors of the VA along with talks to give. No pandemic would knock Will off his schedule. Nope only you could throw that monkey wrench into his plans.
Notes: Written for the beautiful @lucrezia-thoughts asking for prompt #43 “Just let me finish this/this level and I swear I’ll go down on you until you cum at least three times.” With our original blankie boy Will Miller, I’m sorry for the long wait my dove but I do so hope you enjoy this little piece of fluff/filth.
Tag list:
Forever’s: @chickensarentcheap @jedi-mando
You and bored never a good combination especially when Will’s home but unavailable for cuddles during movies or those sweet kisses you love to get from him and miss when he’s hold up in his office. You’d gone to see if he’s hungry for lunch but with a shake of his sun kissed golden blond head you back out. Pressed against the door just to hear his voice rumble out from under the small gap between door and floor. With a sigh you head back to the living room and the marathon session watching season eleven of Supernatural.
The fidgeting started towards the end of the second episode in needing to at least see him. Call it needy but you didn’t care not when he’s kept himself away for the last three days. With not much contact except at night and even then weary and stress laden from lectures caused him to fall asleep pretty damn quick. He’d toss and turn later in the night till soothed back asleep by your gentle hands and whispered words. Greed now coats your emotions for his attention and touch as those thoughts swim through your mind.
Flicking off the tv you head for his office not bothering to knock just ease into the room quiet barefooted steps eating up the distance between door and desk. Late afternoon sunshine filtering in through the blinds casting Will in a warm golden glow that steals your breath making a small gasp exist parted lips. Alerting him to your presence eyes flick between screen and your comically wide stare. He would’ve quietly laughed at had the Zoom call used video only.
At this rate blond brow rose in question, eyes move back towards the screen, “Yes sir the Zoom meetings fair well so far. Things just need to get back to normal rather meet in person than have twenty little windows dotting my computer screens.” Deep male chuckle sounds from the small speakers set on opposite sides. Will spares another quick glance your way, resting his eyes on your sweet face for a moment longer than he should. Having missed your very presence and longing to hold you. But duty calls in the form of his meeting with the VA director and one last speech session to follow.
“I hear ya Miller wishing this shit would take a hike myself. Stuck at home while nice the first couple weeks. I’m climbing the walls now and need a way out,” exasperation clearly heard through the deep baritone of Director Singers voice.
In the back of Will’s mind he agrees with the older man maybe because time seems so little between the two of you right now. Even with him working from home he’s spending more time hold up in his office than in your arms. A fact he’s wanting to change, going so far as to ask for a week off not that he’s told you yet. Wanting to surprise you with his plans even spoke with your boss about giving time off.
“Bobby you done yet I need a hand with the kids, Dean’s got his head stuck in the banister,” barely contained panic colors her exasperated tone giving Will an apologetic grimace through the computer screen. Thankful Will’s on screen instead of another asshole who wouldn’t be so gracious.
Giving Will a pointed look through the screen, “See climbing and needing out,” gruff chuckle making its way through the speakers to your ears. “Talk again next week Miller till then I’m off to butter up my oldest and find out why he decided to stick his head where it doesn’t belong. Take it from me don’t have children.”
“Next week sir don’t let the kids run over you,” honey warm chuckle leaves Will’s lips you suspect the director rolled his eyes but returned the smile.
Having met the man a number of times when joining Will on his lecture tours. Gruff exterior but good hearted teddy bear of a man especially to his family.
With the call ended you come around his desk perching on the corner bare legs swinging his grey henley coming to your knees. “Forgot to tell him hello from me Ironhead,” playful tone to your voice as he turns to face you.
Legs going automatically into his lap, feet flat over his denim encased thighs gliding against the tight muscles that flex under your feet. Running the length a few times to pause up high toes wiggling against his crotch brushing slowly to tempt him.
“Honey,” brow lifts in question to your movements not the statement. Large warm hands grip each ankle to pause the progress knowing the ending destination would only distract him from the coming lecture. “Be good sweetheart,” voice dropping an octave a firm quality entering the cadence one that has you sitting up straighter.
Innocent eyes bat lashes his way, “I’m always a good girl for you daddy,” toes wiggle in reminder of there position. “Besides you’ve locked yourself away all day I need a little time with you. I’ve missed you even though your not but feet from me,” bottom lip poking out in a pout.
“I know you do honey and I’ve missed you to but I’ve got one more lecture to finish…” swallowing harshly, eyes narrowing when your legs part and he finds you bare under his shirt. “That’s cheating sweetheart,” stormy blues darken drawing out little flecks of grey capping the waves of blue that roll over your body. “Just let me finish this and I swear I’ll go down on you until you cum at least three times.”
You could take his promises to the bank for cash and they wouldn’t bounce that’s not the problem. It’s the fact you haven’t seen much of your love in the last days. Between his career and yours time to yourselves seems too slipped by like sands through an hour glass and you don’t want that to happen not with Will. Your relationship means too much though you understand he’s busy didn’t mean you couldn’t tease him just a little. See how far you could push your daddy before he snaps and punishes you. Though you also knew he had a will like iron hints his call sign.
“Such big promises you make daddy,” with a slackened grip you pull your feet free to stand and straddle one thigh. Rubbing your slick folds along the hard muscular length deliberately pausing to let your essence soak into his jeans. While your fingers tease along his bearded jawline, short nails combing through the thick growth to scratch skin lightly. Knowing how much he can’t resist the feeling not missing the shiver it causes to cascade down his body.
Warm hands grip your hips nimble fingers digging into the soft flesh to hold you in place a subtle flexing of his thigh garnering a gasp from you. A pleased hum reverberates through his chest watching your reactions drinking in the stare of your heavy libbed eyes. He want’s to indulge to tease till your screaming his name. “My needy girl, soaking my jeans like a good little slut making such a mess outta my thigh.”
Head lolling in affirmation with the little bounce Will adds brushing his flexing thigh against your clit just right to send pleasurable tingles racing through you veins. Mind centered on every movement no matter how minuscule the greedy part of you absorbing the feelings. Drawn in by the pleasurable brush of rough jeans covered thigh swaying under you in feather light blushes against your folds. Will’s strong hands hold you just millimeters above his thigh that bounces. Teasing you to no end watching every expression flitter across your beautiful face. The way it scrunches up in frustration knowing the need you have for the release he’s denying.
“Please daddy,” whimpered words slipping passed slight parted lips. Fluttering eyelids open pinning Will with a desperate need. “Just a little more,” wiggling in his tight grip unsuccessfully trying to press down flush against his thigh.
Craving an orgasm that’s not brought forth by your own hand or toy that pales in comparison to having Will buried deep inside you. Having his fingers or cock, play your body like the master virtuoso dragging ever manner of sounds and orgasms from your body, till spent and cock drunk.
His words taken away by a shrill noise breaking the sexual tension filled silence. Replaced by a disappointing statement from a desire roughened deep voice. “I’m sorry honey duty calls but I promise an hour tops then I’m all yours.”
Pout returning but you understood no matter how disappointed the thought of having to leave him made you. “I’m going to hold you to that daddy,” standing on shaky legs from the denied pleasure. You lean over to give him a quick kiss, lingering for a moment teasing his lips with the tip of your tongue. Tracing the seam wanting to deepen the kiss but another beep makes you groan and pull away.
“Be good sweetheart,” stern note to his tone that shoots straight to your core making you throb and whimper. He gives you a pointed look before addressing the soldiers joining the Zoom meeting.
You turn with a huff going all of twenty feet towards the soft butter grey leather couch sitting opposite his deck to plop down. Arms crossed staring holes into the screens hiding Will from your view. His voice washing over you like the warmth of a soft blanket on a cold winters night, reciting the speech he's given many times. One that’s imprinted in your memory from all the trips taken when work permitted.
Knowing the exact time he’s winding down you slip quietly from the couch. Crawling on hands and knees towards his desk. Mindful of wires, the desk legs and his, you each Will right when he’s explaining about the cursed ex bitch. Though you’ve come to see her as a blessing rather than a curse because you wouldn’t have Will had she stuck around. For a moment you sit back on your heels peeking between his screens to catch little glimpses of the man you love. Passionately speaking about what he loves and how the discharging service men and women should think about where they’re going to land once civilian’s. Hung up on the slow deep timber of his voice watching his lips, slightly chapped but feather soft, form the words. Transfixed by the movement to hear a single word. Knowing exactly what those lips can draw out of you from low moans of pleasure to keening mewls of frustration, screams of completion and truly everything in between.
The light cough of a woman breaks you from musing on a single part when you know there’s so much more to William Miller than just his lips. For instance the denim encased legs shuffling under the desk right in front of you. A wicked idea pops into your mind one you know will get you into so much trouble. But worth the punishment and pleasurable pain he’ll deal out. You’ve always warned Will that you and bored never mix well.
With that thought in mind, one hand reaches out fingertips tracing the seam of his well worn jeans. Drawing a slight jump from his body at the tender touch which makes you giggle and peek up at him from under the desk. Grey flecked blues lock for a moment giving a warning then away to finish what he’s saying. You on the other hand ignore the admonishment in favor of a little fun by tip toeing your fingers along the inside seam of his right thigh.
Trailing up to slide back down repeating the action several times getting higher each consecutive trip upwards. The little hitch in his voice the only outward sign that your teasing has an effect. Till one hand slips under the desk single finger raised in warning. But in actuality its the number of swats your ass will feel if you keep up this course of action. The system set up between the two of you three months into the relationship as a warning while out in public. The reminder brings soft giggles to leave your lips at the appearance of his lone finger. You reach out to grasp his wrist while leaning forward pushing your breasts against his knee. Letting him know you really don’t have anything on under your shirt. To wrap your lips around just the tip of his finger sucking hard. Lips sealing around the callused digit you slip deeper into your mouth tongue running around the length. Ears picking up the clearing of his voice and shifting of his hips, the noticeable tent growing in his jeans. The other hand appearing with two fingers up this time.
You hazard a glance upward to see him staring straight ahead though there’s a light flush to his neck, subtle tick in his jaw and that hitch to his breathing getting worse. Making you smirk sliding your free hand higher to pause right before the growing bulge in his jeans. Teasing with feather light caresses against the thickening ridge while his finger stays trapped and laved by your tongue in the warm confines of your mouth. Only pulling off to give a nip to the tip watching as three fingers now appear. The very thought has your thighs rubbing together in order to find some kind of fiction for you throbbing clit.
Your own fingers take a detour from the inside of his thigh up the bronzed zipper covering the very piece of him you want to taste. Grasping the little pull tab right as he yanks his wrist free to slap over your hand trapping you in place and earning a fourth finger. Eyes trace up his rapidly rising and falling chest you want to cuddle against. Lingering on the slow bob of his Adams apple you couldn’t wait to wrap your lips around. Pausing on his mouth still speaking though appearing to quickly get the words out now which makes you giggle and rise up.
Removing your hand from under his to place one on each knee to spread his legs and fit your body between. Head ducking to not hit or make noise and lay cheek down on his thigh staring up into grey capped stormy blue waves that glance down ensnaring you in the intensity. Only to blink and he’s focused back on the computer screen in front. Making you pout for a moment but thought better of the annoyance knowing the importance of Will’s job. No matter how much you tease him there’s a line you wouldn’t cross not while busy anyway.
With that thought in mind you keep still sort of. Playfully tracing patterns over his inner thigh, ghosting across the hardened ridge just inches from your face. Feeling all five fingers rest at the back of your head tapping against your skull gently having earned your fifth swat of the night. You’d go for broke but the final words of his speech pass between slightly clinched teeth before you can do more than palm his cock. Subtle twitch against your fingers brings a smirk to your lips that you lean forward and nuzzle into the denim covered warmth.
Quick glance upward to see he’s still focused on the computer screen your right hand moves carefully from his knee to the button of his jeans. Nimble fingers sliding the little metal disk free, fingers tightening around the back of your head. His eyes drop with a raised golden brow to lock with yours.
“You’re at five honey you really gonna make it six?” Tension fills his deep sexy timber sending a shiver down your spine.
With a shrug and playfully innocent eyes you grasp the zipper tab, slowly inching the little metal teeth open each catching with its descend. Till tucking home at the bottom your palm flat and sliding between the parted fabric to cup his hot shaft. Gliding along the cotton of his boxer briefs to where you think the crown rests. Fingers teasingly swiping the damp patch, watching with desire blown eyes the movement of his Adams apple and the darkening of his eyes.
Another twitch makes you giggle, “Seems I have an interested party in my hands daddy. May I have a taste?” Salivating at the thought of having his thick cock resting on your tongue. Sliding down your throat and making you gag just perfectly for his ears.
However, the look in his stormy blue eyes speak of something much different. Of punishment and his own brand of teasing that’ll have you a whimpering whining mess in no time. With those thoughts swirling around his mind, Will pushes back from his desk. Your hand slipping from his jeans and body slumping forward with the loss of contact. A smack to his own thigh gets your attention to raise your eyes. Watching on bated breath for the pats that come next accompanying by the come hither motion of two fingers at your eye level.
“Good girls get to taste sweetheart,” grasping the hand you give him to help you up. Those same fingers tease along your outer thighs pushing the cotton fabric of you shirt up. “Bad girls get punished,” subtle tip of his head to the side gaze tracing a blazing path up your body. Pausing to see how the shirt fabric tents over your pebbled taut nipples. “Shame to I had plans for you honey one that included feasting on these beautiful breasts.” Nimble fingers tip toe up your tummy, wrap around the protruding nipples and pinching hard to make you gasp.
Low whimper exists your parted lips as your thighs rub together. Feeling slick slipping down your skin more added with the harsh tugs that followed. “But daddy I’m your good girl didn’t interfere till I couldn’t take it anymore and needed near you.”
“And you think that excuses the distraction you caused towards the end of my speech?” Shaking your head no, chin lowering to your chest with a trembling bottom lip. Preferring the punishment to scolding any day, but the decision rests with Will on how best to admonish you.
With no answer Will brings his left hand up to pinch your chin between his forefinger and thumb. Dragging said callused thumb over your bottom lip to pull it free, stern cadence swimming through a low pitch. “Answer me honey? Do you think that excuses you from your punishment?”
“No daddy it doesn’t,” trying to lower your chin, his fingers holding tight. So your eyes drop instead.
Softening just a pinch though he gives nothing away not yet, “Shirt off, over my lap you will count all ten,” wide eyes fly up to Will’s thinking you’ve miss understood. “You heard right honey ten and you will count all out loud. The number and thank you daddy will pass those pretty lips of yours nothing more or I’ll add two for every sound. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, daddy,” heart thumping behind its cage of bone and flesh, keeping your gaze locked with Will’s as your body vibrates in anticipation tinged with a need to feel the stinging smack of his large palm on your ass.
Gentle fingers brush over your cheek drawing you from the thoughts filtering through your mind. “Good girl,” standing Will takes your hand leading you towards the grey leather couch. Taking the seat you previously occupied and patting his thigh, “Over my lap sweetheart that pretty ass of yours up in the air.”
Tugging the bottom of your shirt in reminder to take it off. Quick to comply tossing the shirt behind you and with his help carefully laying across his thighs. Head coming to rest on the couch’s arm, ass up feeling cool air whisper across your dripping folds making a shiver chase down your spine. Rough fingertips follow the same path down the center of your body between your ass cheeks and through your soaked folds.
“I think you like the idea of this punishment a little too much sweetheart,” warmth of his hand moves and you have to bite off the whimper that wants to leave your mouth.
Waiting for that first smack that doesn’t come and your impatience surfaces with your body wiggling under the bulge nestled against your tummy. Fixing to ask when it lands hard on your left cheek palm soothing over the stinging flesh. “One thank you daddy,” leaves your throat on a barely held back scream of surprise.
Nine more follow each with varying degrees of intensity landing five to each cheek till your ass burns, aches and tingles. Tears slipping down your face, throat parched from crying out your punishment numbers. Though you reason most of the moisture in your body leaks from your quivering cunt making a mess over Will’s thigh and the couch.
“Did so good for me honey,” helping you to carefully get up then straddle his thighs to keep your stringing ass from touching the rough denim of his jeans. Will reaches over towards the end table drawer to pull a small bottle of lotion out.
A generous amount into the palm of his hand he rubs together before soothing the cool lotion over your ass garnering a low whimper from your parched throat. “Thank you Daddy.”
Darkened stormy blues search your features, “Color sweetheart?” Worry lacing his cadence. Slipping from his dominate roll for a moment with another whimper that leaves your lips. A moment of worry dances across his thoughts. Fearing too heavy handed in his punishment had hurt you.
“Green daddy,” trying to keep still and not irritate the sting. His tender touch makes you whimper and press carefully into his warm lotion coated palms while nuzzle into his neck. “I’m okay daddy,” voice raspy and dry. “Thank you I’ll try not to distract you like that again,” snuggling into his arms wincing when your stinging ass brushes over his denim covered thighs. Reminding you to think twice before distracting Will again.
In return Will presses lips into your temple still gently dragging his hands over the globes of your ass. Fingers brushing across your soaked folds, one slipping between and pressing your clit with sharp little circles. Garnering a mewling whine from the back of your parched throat.
“My girl ready for those three orgasms I promised?” Smirk tugging at his lips that drag down to brush over the shell of your ear. “Answer me honey,” firm tone returning with two fingers slipping into your quivering cunt. Earning you a deep groan, at finding you soaked, from the man playing your body like a well tuned instrument. Stroking each key, making you sing so prettily for him.
Playing each spot with long tapered fingers that know exactly how to move and crook forwards just right to pull a panting groan from your chest. Stroking the little spongy spot which never fails to make you go crossed eyed and grasp his broad shoulders tightly.
“Yes, daddy,” existing on a whine of need when his fingers withdraw only to slip over your clit bullying the little pulsing pearl before giving a hard pinch. Body jolting at the sudden pleasurable pain makes you rock over the prominent ridge of his cock desperate need to have him deep inside you. “Please daddy.”
Those wrecked cries, how sweetly you beg sends pleasurable shockwaves to crash along his veins, tugging at his resolve to give in and easily slide inside you. “I’ve barely touched you sweetheart,” words cooed into your ear through gritted teeth that snag your flesh between the pearly whites sucking a small mark just behind your ear. “And your already begging for me to fill you.”
While speaking Will flicks your clit twice more with your slick coating his finger, circles the thumping nerve bundle and slides back inside joined by two of his buddies. Palm keeping the right pressure on your clit, rubbing circles while thrusting those three digits inside your velvet walls. Feeling them get sucked and squeezed deeper inside your channel. A grunt pushing passed his lips at feeling your slick drip down against his cotton boxer briefs. Soaking the material and adding fire to the flames of desire licking up his spine. Accompanying the need to bury himself balls deep inside and making you drunk on his cock.
However, Will’s a man of his word and three orgasms he’ll pull from your willing body before giving into his pleasure. The first nearing completion with each thrust of nimble digits, palm pressed firmly to encircle your little pleasure button. Hips rolling against his fingers adding to the building pressure. Nails digging into the soft cotton of his dark blue button down wishing for skin beneath your fingers instead. Moans escaping your bitten lips that Will captures messily in a desperate kiss his tongue licking inside you mouth on the first pass. Drawing out the whimpering mewls of pleasure that he never can get enough of.
“That’s it little one fuck Daddy’s fingers I know you want to cum,” low growl vibrates through his chest as your walls squeeze his fingers tightly. “Can feel my pretty pussy quivering around my fingers,” breathless words pass between the small space left open by your lips both panting for air.
Another moan answers his words accompanied by a shutter skittering down you spine. Pleasure collecting low in your tummy, warmth spreading out from the moment he touched you has grown into a wild fire. The sensations only doubling with the effect of his deep timbered voice whispering the filthiest things into your ear.
“Daddy,” high whine leaves parted lips when his own latch onto that little spot on your neck that never fails to make you plaint in his arms. Especially with the added stimulation of his teeth gently raking over the left behind bruise.
Trailing his hot mouth over the soft skin of your collarbone occasionally biting to sooth with licks and kisses. Tasting the slightly saltiness of you body with each pass of his lips. Nudging your backwards in his hold — arm now wrapped loosely around your waist — to slouch just a touch and bring you forward against. Pink and wet, his tongue slips out from between those kiss swollen lips to tease the pebbled nipple. “Yes, honey?” Stormy blue ringed black orbs snag your pleasure filled eyes reading the want written in their depths causing a proud smirk to tug at his very kissably plush lips. Feeling how close to tipping over the edge Will slows his fingers making another impatience whine leave your lips. “Sweetheart I need an answer or I stop and leave you dangling on the edge of your orgasm.”
“You wouldn’t?” However, one look in those stormy desire filled eyes speaks of a different answer. One that makes you swallow harshly and try to form the words held captive by the pleasure now ebbing away with the slowing of Will’s fingers. Palm still pressing but it to stops just resting slick covered against your throbbing clit. Making you wiggle in his arms to find that fiction till a sharp sting to your ass reminds you who’s in charge. “Please I wanna cum, wanna feel your fingers inside me daddy please, please let me cum.”
“You beg so prettily for me honey,” teasing his fingers with a few wiggles before pulling them out making you whimper at the lost. Only to pull a gasp out when he thrusts them back through your quivering soaked walls. Setting a hard quick pace, “This what you want my perfect little slut?” Nodding in answer to his question, “Fuck yourself on my fingers sweetheart and cum for me.”
Wet squelching sounds mingle with your moans and gasps in the otherwise quiet room. Long tapered fingers reaching that spongy little spot making your eyes roll back breath coming out quicker. Hands grasping for purchase on his shirt covered shoulders while trying to gain the right leverage and angle. Rolling your hips against his hand desperation coating your veins and movements. Smashing your mouth against his the kiss once more sloppy and frenzied tangle of tongues sliding against each other.
Adding fuel to the growing fire within your tummy that’s starting to spread out with each quick thrust of those nimble fingers. Palm tightly pressed against your clit back and forth motion causing stars to explode behind tightly closed lids. Wrenched your mouth from Will’s moaning, “Daddy please,” thighs shake around his knees trying to keep yourself up and moving against his hand.
While you try to hold back just a moment longer enjoying the sensations running through your veins. But the building pressure becomes too much as your orgasm washes over you soaking his fingers and palm. Wringing a shuttering gasp from your lips as you fall against his chest whimpering when his fingers pull out carefully hating the emptiness left behind. Panting for breath and thanking him softly with little kisses. That make him smile at the tenderness you’re showing while he savors your honey from his fingers. Cleaning each finger slowly while his free hand rubs little circles around your back and cooing sweet words into your ear.
“Think you can move sweetheart?” Carefully cupping your ass, mindful of the fact it’s still warm and most likely stinging to the touch.
Making another whimper slip out but you nod, nuzzling your mouth into his neck, and gently bitting down on the thick corded column of his throat. Causing a shutter to run down Will’s back his hands tighten around your ass to press your still dripping core against his painfully hardened cock.
“Want you inside me daddy please,” pressing down and rocking twice against his pelvis drawing a low growl to vibrate out of his chest and a smile to bloom over your lips.
Pinching your chin between index and thumb to bring your lips up for a soft kiss, tangling his tongue delicately with yours. Fingers slipping up to cup your cheek and hold you in place while he tenderly slips his tongue against yours, sliding together and licking into the warm cavern of your mouth. Making you dizzy and drunk on his kiss and desperate for more when he breaks away to brush little kisses against your lips. “Patiences honey you’ll get what you want soon,” grinning when you chase his mouth for more kisses.
Standing Will holds you against him taking the two steps towards his desk chair to place you carefully down. Getting a confused look to furrow your brow, “Daddy?” Body vibrating from your first orgasm breath coming out quickly still as you rake your eyes over Will’s still clothed body. While your completely naked in his desk chair parched for a much different reason and it’s not just for water.
Boyish smile slides over his lips that he licks oh so slowly while his eyes slide over your body. Taking in each inch of your perfect form that never fails to arouse and tempt. Even the parts you detest he’ll worship and remind you how beautiful he sees you.
On that thought Will reaches behind him for the half full bottle of water to hand you, “Drink princess.” Wanting to always take care of you even during and after punishments.
Accepting, you drink greedily missing when Will drops to his knees. Waiting till your finished to carefully tug and spread your legs, fitting his broad body between your knees. Will takes the empty bottle to toss over his shoulder before surging forward and capturing your mouth with open kisses, tongue leading the furious assault to slide against yours. Punching out an unexpected moan from deep within your chest, heart fluttering at the passionate kiss. Your arms wrap tightly around his neck to try and pull him up against you. Needing to feel his warmth and breath in the scent of his sweaty musk.
But he breaks the kiss trailing bruised and slick lips along your jaw making you shiver, by passing the spot he knows will make you fall apart, to linger over your collarbone. Pausing to worship your breasts, one large hand cupping the globe in his warm palm and giving a squeeze. Thumb and forefinger pinching the pebbled nipple before tugging, getting a gasp of pleasure from your lips. While his mouth latches onto the twin, tongue flicking quickly before sucking harshly and teeth scrapping to nip just the tip.
Smug smirk slides over his lips at the gasps and moans leaving your mouth, the way your moving in his chair, squirming under his mouth and touch. Thighs rubbing and squeezing against his sides, legs wrapping around Will’s torso to pull him closer, trying to rut yourself against him. Wanting to find any kind of friction for your throbbing clit as Will’s mouth works over your breasts. Leaving wet trails between taut shining nipples to move just a friction back to place those same wet kisses along your tummy.
Driving a path over your body Will knows how to navigate in order to drag those whimpering whines from the back of your throat. To turn you to jelly in his arms and he’s barely even touched you. Feeling slick coat your folds, leaking out to drip down into the chair beneath your cunt that pulses with a desperate need to have his mouth on your clit. “Daddy please,” not above begging, fingers sliding through damp darken locks. Giving a tug to guide but Will resists and continues his own path.
Beard brushing your inner thigh, lips painting a teasing path till reaching the crease between dripping cunt and quivering thigh. Darken stormy blues catch your desire blown eyes right as that warm wet tongue peeks out to lick thickly from entrance to clit. Humming at the very taste of your honeyed cunt, “So sweet for me honey.” Emphasizing the last word by running the tip of his tongue around your clit.
Producing the reaction he’s looking for as your hips thrust forward pushing against his mouth begging for more. That he acquiesces to, willingly pressing his face into your sopping cunt and delving his thick tongue inside your velvet walls. Arms wrap around your thighs to hold you open as fingers dig into your flesh bruising surely left behind for later soothing kisses. Catching sounds, your panting breath, mixed with whimpers and moans spur him to farther tease with little bites to your inner thighs. Low rumbles growls at your taste vibrate through his chest and into your hypersensitive body. Prickling the skin with goosebumps and shivers of pleasure causing your velvet walls to squeeze around nothing.
Molten and hot you body throbs now with a need while blood rushes through your ears the only sounds to hear while Will feasts on your pussy. Shaking fingers card, tug, through his sweaty hair trying to ground yourself as pleasure zings through yours veins. Another gasp leaves your lips, “Right there Daddy, so fucking good,” babbles from your lips.
Head rolling against the black leather of his office chair, eyes doing the same except to the back of your head. Not knowing how much more you can take with the heat growing in your belly ready to consume you. His wet tongue firming, thrusting through your trembling walls licking up every drop you give. Nose pressing into your clit just right to send stars exploding behind closed lids. Gasping for breath fingers tightening in his hair pushing closer and riding his face. The exquisite burn of his beard on your thighs adding to heighten you pleasure. Sending you over the edge into a trembling orgasm his name whimpering from your lips. Body limp, lungs gasping for air as you try to push him away. His mouth overstimulating with every lick he uses to clean you up and savory the sweetness of your body. Making you jerk away and a whimper falling from your mouth.
Grinning Will places a few kisses before pulling away, sitting back on his knees to watch you regain yourself as he massages your thighs. Chuckling when your pleasure glazed eyes open to pierce him in place, “That’s only two sweetheart I did promise you three after all.” Licking his lips, beard still partially covered in your slick, looking like the cat that got his cream with the smug smirk on his lips.
“Looking a bit smug there daddy,” sitting forward with trembling arms to grip the opening of his shirt and pull him against you for a taste of yourself and his lips. Fingers carding through his thick sweat slicked blond locks, short nails scratching against his scalp dragging a groan from his chest.
Molding your lips together slowly wanting to savor the taste as your tongue slips inside his mouth and tangles with his. Air becoming needed you break to rest foreheads together as your hands come from his hair and down over shoulders to the buttons of his shirt. Slipping from the chair to kneel in front of him dipping your head and starting a trail of kisses with each inch of sun kissed tanned skin bared to your hungry eyes. “Over dressed don’t you think daddy?”
“Seems your doing something about that honey,” a hitch in his deep timbered voice happens every time your lips brush a different spot over his pectoral muscles. Teeth dragging down the tanned column of his throat bared for your enjoyment when he leans back on his hands.
That position hinders the removal of his shirt and has a huff of annoyance leaving your lips, drawing an amused chuckle from Will as he sits up to pull the shirt off. Tossing it to the side Will moves to sit on his jeans covered ass and slide backwards till hitting the couch. Crooking a finger for you to follow and climb into his lap, straddling those thick glorious thighs.
Trying not to jostle you too much Will reaches over to pull open the top draw of the end table open searching for a box. Triumphant grin slides over his lips when coming back with a condom trapped between his fingers making you giggle. “You’re making it very hard to stay patience daddy,” reminding him of the early comment. Wiggling in his lap to draw another groan from deep within his chest when your soaked cunt brushes over his painfully hard cock. Knowing your teasing could get you in trouble.
“Careful honey or you’ll get punishment instead of pleasure,” confirmation of your thoughts with his words. Barely any of the stormy blue you love peeks from around the black pupils blown wide with desire that watch you with an intensity causing shutter to race through your body.
Impishly grabbing the condom between your teeth and removing yourself from his lap to between his now parted legs. You tap his thigh signally to raise his hips so you can tug his boxers and jeans down all at once. Pulling them off to toss behind you, looking up at him through your lashes, warm palms surfacing over the hair roughen skin of the inside of his calves and thighs. Crawling slowly closer but still far enough away from the spot you desire the most and one look in his eyes you know he wants as well.
With those thoughts in mind your hands press into his knees spreading them wide and slotting yourself to lay between on your tummy. Legs playfully bent and swinging behind you the picture of innocence with a side of naughty showing through. With every brush of your hands, short nails raking gently to leave little red trails behind making Will hiss at the pleasurable sting.
“Playing with fire sweetheart,” narrowed eyes lock with your sweet face giving him an innocent look that’s anything but and if you keep teasing the pleasing half of this evening will become one sided.
This you know but can’t help the want to infuse a little brattiness into the night. But change tactics by taking the condom from your lips to ask, “May I have a taste Daddy?” Pleading cadence accompanied by the same soft touches of fingertips tracing little patterns over the underside of his shaft. Bitting the inside of your cheek feeling him twitch at the touch as your mouth floods in desperation for one small taste.
“That what you want honey?” Deep timber to his voice sends tingles through your core making you throb and clinch around nothing. “I seem to recall you asking to have me inside you sweetheart.”
“Can I have both please Daddy?” Sliding forward, breasts framing the inside of his thighs and his heavy sac. The sight making his fists ball tight while you keep eyes locked, pink wet tongue peeking out flat and running from base to tip. Placing a little kiss to the slit and savoring the flavor of his precum with a delighted little hum.
Never able to say no even when needed, “Till I tell you to stop.” Grabbing your chin before you open your mouth to speak, “Disobey and you’ll go to bed with an ever sorer ass than you have now. Understand princess?”
“Yes, Daddy,” wetting your bottom lip only to have Will rub his thumb over the slick skin. Tongue coming out to graze the tip when it passes by getting a groan from the man above as you move just a hairs breath forward now back on your knees. Snagging the rough callused digit with your teeth to nibble and lave with your tongue. Receiving an appreciative groan in return that makes you smile.
While sucking his thumb with the same enthusiasm you will on his cock you keep eyes locked and sneaking a hand around his shaft. Fingers barely fitting the girth but that didn’t stop you from stroking. Thumb pressed against the throbbing vein which never fails to make Will’s hips jump and thrust into your tight fist.
“Fuck sweetheart,” chin dropping against his chest, same low rumble leaving parted lips. The raw hunger in his eyes scorching you as those blue ringed black waves roll over your face and body. Wet thumb pops from your mouth to drag a string of saliva across your lips. Tracing a slick path down to your breasts wetly circling a peeked nipple before giving a hard pinch. Making your body jolt in pleasurable pain, another fresh wave of arousal coats your thighs and your cunt quivers around nothing.
Eyes stay locked as your tongue comes out to give another lick to the fat crown a pleased hum vibrates from your throat making Will hiss. Wrapping his free hand around the back of your neck to give a warning squeeze. Never fails to make you whimper the light pressure causing shivers of pleasure to skate across your body. Bringing a pleased hum to vibrate from Will’s chest knowing exactly what he’s doing with just the simplest of touches.
Payback comes in the form of you giving another swipe of your tongue around the crown before your lips enclose and suck harshly. Making his hips thrust forward and curses to fly from his lips. Your hands grip and press into muscular thighs nails digging crescent shaped indentions into the hair roughened skin. Jaw going slack, heavy shaft resting on your tongue relaxing jaw to slide him down into the warm wet cavern of your mouth. Humming at the delicious taste of him invading your mouth. Sending the vibrations along his shaft adding more stimulation causing his cock to twitch, savoring and delighting at pleasuring him for a change.
Tongue swirling a dance you’ve learned Will enjoys by the way he grips the back of your head. Fingers pressing for grounding not guiding though he wants to. Needs you to take him all the way down but holds back letting you savor the taste and heft of him in your mouth. Slightly salty with hints of citrus and a bitter from all the fruit he eats. A flavor you’ve come to relish and want filling your tastebuds daily. Accompanying the sounds that never fail to fall from his lips, panted out with every breath, dragging moans and growls that make you proud.
Like how your name drips from his lips along with a growl while your tongue traces the thumping vein. Light strokes as a brush to canvas painting a masterpiece with your mouth that only you can create. Hollowed cheeks drag him deep, swallowing around the crown with a bump at the back of your throat. Barely registering the sharp gasps, the panting from his bitten lips, sweat forms and drips along his defined chest muscles. Unable to take his eyes off you. Enjoying the way your mouth devours his cock, wet sucking sounds accompany the hum’s and moans vibrating along his shaft. The sight of you innocent and sweet filthily taking his cock down and enjoying it so with every bob and lick. Driving him closer to the brink quicker than a blink, quicker than he really wants. Rather having you surrounding him, wet and warm velvet cunt quivering for his cock and punching out the gasps and moans that make you drunk.
Three taps disturbs your fun the designated signal making you whine in disappointment. Teasingly slow you pull off, lips puffy, slightly red and slicked up, smile spreading them wide. Licking them leisurely making a show of how much you enjoyed yourself. Giving another lick like a popsicle to his dick, swirling the tip of your tongue around the crown to savory the flavor of his essence.
“Sweetheart,” drawing the two syllable word out edged with a warning, eyes filled with heat scorching you with their dark intensity.
Hearing the cautioning tone drags a whimper from your chest. Caught between wanting another taste and to have him cum down your throat or him buried deep inside you. The choice a hard one but you grab up the forgotten condom instead. Slowly slipping down over his cock that twitches in your palm dragging a rumbling groan from deep within his chest. Single kiss placed to the tip teasingly which makes him growl and reach for your biceps. Large warm hands wrap and tug you forward making you squeak in surprise and straddling his thighs. A low hiss extracted from parted lips at the contact of your wet folds even through the latex condom.
“Drenched for me already my sweetheart and all from sucking my cock,” hands slipping down to take yours bringing them to his lips and kiss each knuckle. The gesture heart warming and sweet a contradiction to the way he’s looking at you.
Making you shiver in anticipation from the dark promise swimming in those passion blacken stormy blues. “Always daddy, you know how much I enjoy giving you pleasure,” whimpering and rutting against his ridged shaft. Only the warning glance keeps you in place instead of impaled as you wish for with every passing second.
“Better hold on then honey we’re headed for a rough ride,” smirk tugs at his bearded cheek. Placing your hands on his shoulders to skim his along the softness of your arms and biceps. Fingers curling around shoulders for a moment before sliding palms flat down your back feeling the goosebumps under his touch making the smirk grow. Aware he’s the only one able to draw out these kind of reactions, to get to see you like this. The knowledge makes his love for you deepen and for a moment Will pauses to drink you in. Relishing in the fact your his forevermore, till you wiggle, breaking him from the trance and pop your ass just hard enough to sting.
Pulling another mewling whine from your lips, “Please daddy.” Knowing he’s teasing you in his own form of pleasurable torture. The light caresses of those callused fingers drag little jolts from you body that make you wiggle against Will. “I’m your good girl right?”
Pausing a second Will’s hand comes up to cup your cheek, thumb brushing soft skin, hearing the underlying vulnerability. “Always honey you’re always daddy’s good girl even when your not.” Witnessing the subtle change back into the wanton woman begging for his cock and orgasms. Making a pleased hum vibrate accompanied by a smile that’s reserved for times such as these.
A renewed need consumes Will and the hand at your waist stays fingers digging into your flesh while the other slides back down between you and wraps around his shaft. Drawing the tip through your folds teasingly slow enjoying the shutter he invokes, the way your eyes roll back and gasp his name. Short nails digging crescent shapes into tan shoulders garnering a hiss from the man currently driving you to madness.
Circling your clit you go to speak, to plead or maybe demand but those words get taken away with his cock notched at your entrance. Iron grip pushing down your body to finally seat himself deep and quick. Your body adjusting to the slight burn at the stretch he’s causes within. To fit so perfectly tight like a glove making your eyes cross and push out a low moan. Will crushes you against his chest, smashing your mouths together, the kiss bruising and hard, tongues sliding together. Tasting and tangling, a melding of lips as with bodies. Yanking out low grunts from him who’s arms — wrapped tight around your waist now — using that as leverage to guide you. Knees digging into carpet surly to leave burns that you can’t bother to care about right now.
Not when he’s balls deep and twitching inside you while your walls squeeze and quiver around him. The kiss breaks too gasp for breath and drag air into your starving lungs. Foreheads rest together in that moment of oneness your eyes catch and you start to move. Slow at first, his palms flat on your back grounding in their warmth. Till the pace picks up and your bouncing in his lap. Rocking you hips just perfectly to brush your clit along his groin sending waves of tingles to skitter across your body. Pushing out gasps and whines, mixed with unintelligible words along with his name.
Feeling warmth glide up your cool back, long nimble fingers wrap around the back of your neck and guide your mouth back to his. Frenzied and shallow as each thrust jostles your lips apart both of you pant in that millimeter’s worth of space between. As Will feels you weaken in his arms knowing the two previous orgasms have left you depleted.
He takes over holding you against his chest while moving you onto your back never once slipping out. To hover on his forearms, your legs wrap tightly around his waist and pull him down against you and deeper. “Fuck me daddy please,” begging your tone pleading and needy. Using the leverage you have now to thrust upward and rub yourself along his body.
His response doesn’t come in words but actions as he grasps under your thighs pushing them up to your chest, over his broad shoulders and start a hard punishing pace. Slick skin smacking, low grunts echoing with the added whimpers. You’re trying to hold on with hands wrapped around his neck, fingers carded through sweat soaked hair. His hard thrusts pushing all manner of noises from your harshly panting lips as he hits the perfect spot that makes your eyes cross.
“Feel so good around me princess, tight and wet, squeezing my cock,” praise dripping from his sinful lips while thrusting harder. The words having a desired effect of making your cunt quiver and grip his dick tighter.
Adding the right amount of pressure to have a gasp of pleasure exist his lips. Eyes to roll back while gritting his teeth to starve off the building orgasm that tingles in his balls pulling them taut to his body. You can do little more than wrap one hand around the back of his neck splaying fingers from hairs end to base of his skull. While your other hand raking your short nails down his back leaving a small trail of red painting his tanned back and making him jerk in your arms.
A quiet moan — never a loud vocal one — slips free followed by a punched out gasp when he slides perfectly against your little sponge spot that makes you jolt and grip his tattooed left forearm tightly. “Close daddy,” simple words whispered out as your eyes lock and you nod.
Feeling nimble fingers — when had his other hand moved? — circle and press your clit cause your cunt to spasm and flutter around him. Those growing tingles skitter over your body consuming and accompanied by the heat from your belly. Twice more just circling your clit adding a little pinch to send you tumbling into a body shattering orgasm. Mouth dropping wide in a silent scream as you grip and drenching his cock. Ensuring his movements become sloppy with the tight squeeze. Will tries to drag out the passion to work you through the pleasure. But the vice like grip your cunt has on him with the little flutters knocks his rhythm off as well as his concentration.
A fact you’d tease him about if it’s not for the feeling of his shuttering hips driving you into a second round of overstimulation with every brush of his body against your clit. Causing a whimpering moan to burst from your lips barely feeling Will’s orgasm fill the condom. It’s his warm heavy body collapsing against you that gives away the fact he’s spent for the moment. However, your legs start to cramp in the position and you squeeze the forearm still trapped in your hand. Too speechless and blissed to actually form words to speak right at the moment.
Thankfully Will understood, cock softening to slip out making you both moan and whine at the lost, to sit back on his knees and lower yours to the floor. Quickly discarding the spent condom before carefully — on shaking legs that you giggle at — to stand and toss. Grabbing the second bottle of water, Will looks back to find you laid out looking beautifully fucked out with a smile as bright as the noon day sun on your lips.
“Find something funny sweetheart?” Returning to your side and helping you sit up so you could drink.
Still grinning before excepting the bottle to take a large sip, “I don’t know what you mean Daddy.”
Chuckling Will stands, offering his hand to help you up from the floor and into his arms. “Oh but I think you do honey,” tipping your chin up eyes darkening to pitch and crowding out the beautiful blue. Heat prickling along your veins at the dark promise turning into a squeal when Will puts you over his shoulder smacking your still stinging ass and walking quickly for the bedroom. “Think it’s time to torture the truth outta ya sweetheart. Hope you're ready for round two.”
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