Saturday Six (Stuff)
Happy Spoopy weekend, y'all! I'll be with you in spirit, if not actually partaking. I'm not a fan of spoopy movies or anything like that. I may watch The Wizard of Oz, or something like that though, which I remember watching every year growing up.(˼●̙̂ ̟ ̟̎ ̟ ̘●̂˻)
We took our patio and plants down today. Always a bummer to do, because that means it's almost winter. Boooo・゜・(ノД`)
The garage at the new house (my parent's) could be really nice for me to work in, if it's done right. Problem is, I don't think I'll get my way.(¬д¬。)
When you've been conditioned to be negative for your whole life, change is really hard. Idk how to just turn on positivity like a switch.(。-ω-)ノ
My back is very very upset still. The pain is now in my hips. Ugh. This is so not cool.(*`へ´*)
Gonna fill out my ballot this weekend, whoot whoot! (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑
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I have one more Vestige Shigaraki annoys Deku AU, except I combined it with the Vestige Bakugou theory from Heroes Rising.
Anyway, everyone's a pro hero now, and Izuku finally figured out how to annoy Tomura for a change 🤣 worth it?
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Since it seems everyone is as horny as I am about men cumming quickly, let’s keep talking about it 🤤
The very second your lips touch Bucky’s, you feel how eager he is already. His lips are warm and plump and slick and insistent, gliding against your own with a hunger you can only hope to match.
His hands trail over your body, touching you with an urgency you’re very much enjoying. His fingertips dig in a little, making you feel like he craves you and it’s entirely dizzying.
“This isn’t fair. You get me so worked up.” He’s practically panting through kisses to your neck, nipping and biting his way to your breasts, encased in the pretty lace he picked out for you.
The thick outline of his cock is more than distracting and even in the dim bedroom light, you notice the sheen of precum that has soaked through his thin underwear.
He kisses your breasts tenderly, not removing your bra just yet. He wants to enjoy it; he wants to be able to call on the memory whenever he needs it.
“Fucking perfect.” He moans, letting his hand trail between your thighs, finding you wetter than he could’ve dreamed.
“Not yet.” You tease, removing his hand and sinking to your knees in front of him, pulling his underwear down his toned legs. His hard length bobs in front of your face, the tip wet with his own arousal and your mouth waters at the thought.
“Prove you can handle my pussy. Show me you deserve it.” Your hand wraps around the base of his cock while your tongue flicks against the tip, savouring the taste of him.
You pump your hand in time with your mouth, pausing every now and again to take as much of him as you can.
Your soft moans are nothing compared to his.
Fuck, he’s lost in the feeling of your warm, wet, sinful mouth and the thought of you swallowing his load.
“Babe please, slow down.” You hear him moan and it makes slowing down the last thing on your mind.
“Don’t you dare.” You take just a second to breathe before you’re back to stroking and sucking his faster than before. He’s not going to last. He knows it. So do you. That’s exactly what you want.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He groans, desperately trying not to but that’s hard when he’s watching your pretty face and focusing on the way your lips look wrapped around his dick.
It’s a toss up. In your mouth or over your face? It hardly matters when you have him exactly where you want him.
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