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somedaytakethetime · 2 months
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Big win, big sexy 😌😌 And shoutout to Kaspy for being in his influencer era, we love to see it king 😌
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God he’s so beautiful I can’t 🥺
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drewstarkeyslut · 3 months
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oh my god….😩😍
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littlepadika · 30 days
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Padi 🙈 I’ve been so horny today and can’t stop thinking about papi javi I really just need him to use me and then snuggle me after while feeding me a special bottle. Need to be his little girl more than anything 😩
Oof me too… I’m writing this on my phone so pls excuse the formatting. But I’m very h word today sooo much and definitely would be getting hansy with daddy and sometimes forget to use my words and- ahhhh 😻 now I’m even more h word
Ddlg smut below…like super ddlg
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“What do you think you’re doing bebita?” He asks after you wiggle on his lap for the third time.
You don’t respond, just tuck your face into his neck further. You had just woken up from naptime with this pulling sensation between your legs. You knew it was daddy’s work time but you needed him badly!
“Hey…” he stops typing and gently pulls your head out so he can meet your eyes. You were so little after naptime. It made his heart melt. “Answer papi.”
“I need somfing papi… anything…” you pulls his two fingers into your mouth. You clench your thighs together.
“What are you feeling?” He asks even though he has a good idea.
“Need… need…” is all you could muster around his fingers.
“You need daddy’s special bottle huh?” He kisses you gently before gently setting you down on the ground. “Go on bebita. It’s okay.”
You undo his belt and pants with your small hands while he strokes your head.
“Sweet bebita- ah yeah…” he groaned as you started licking his tip. “Suck papi…” he helped lower your head down. “That’s- good girl good… Dios what’s gotten into you, bebita… ugh you got a naughty dream?” He shifts his thighs wider, work completely forgotten.
“Mmhmm” you murmur around him. You take him a bit deeper so you can nuzzle against his thigh, your hands gripping the rest of him.
“So little…” he marvels “all mine…” he lets you suckle him at your own pace. You seemed to be content if he didn’t notice your rocking hips under your tiny skirt. Trying to get some friction…
“Come here bebita…” he coaxes you back up to your feet. You pout a little but do as he says. “Let papi see…” he lifts the hem of your skirt to reveal just how wet you were. You didn’t wear panties during naptime because papi said it was good for your princess parts.
“I see… bebita you’re very h word right now. That means you need papi’s special hug.”
You nod shyly, reaching for his cock. Words weren’t coming to you right now but you knew what you needed.
“Baby you are so little right now…” Javi coos, giving your clit a light stroke. It almost made him hesitate because you weren’t verbalizing what you wanted. But he knew his princesa well enough at this point. He saw the trust and submission in your look and it only made him harder. “Papi is gonna take care of you. No te preocupes…”
He lets you stroke him before ushering you back to his room.
He fucks you missionary, helping you wrap your legs around him. He can’t help but thrust harder once you’ve cum and you start whimpering “papi… papi…” in his ear.
“My- little- girl- preciosa- yes” He biting back cuss words when he finally gushes inside you.
“Such a good girl…” Javi pants. “Mmm…” he slips out and turns you gently so you’re resting on his chest. “Hey bebita…” he is confused when you pull away but it’s only to crawl down his body to his softening cock.
“Mmm…” you suckle on the tip.
“Feel- feel better, bebita?” Javi sighed.
“Mhm papi.” You hum, finally sated and maybe a little smug. The cat who got the cream.
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ghostarii · 8 months
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thought: voyeur pierro who gets off on watching u have sex w the other harbingers . . he just likes to sit n watch, sometimes even help them fuck u nd it gets him soo hard :3
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bigdaddyelvislover · 3 months
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This picture does something to me
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dracocheesecake · 1 month
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I just saw such a cute video and it gave me a thought about Daddy! Kai AU:
Rubbing beard stubble on baby's cheek to calm them down, or baby pulling on his beard/mustache 🥺
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love-islike-abomb · 2 months
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fairyyyyprincessss1 · 6 months
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ughhhh I didn’t mean to touch myself this morning but here we are 🥺💓
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somedaytakethetime · 29 days
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Big Sexy is back in town 😌
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p-oolshark · 1 year
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chrishemsworthsbitch · 2 months
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Drives me fucking wild when big ass muscle men like him quiver a little bit
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heartbrake-hotel · 1 year
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I just want BDE to hold me; cradle me in his lap like a baby while he reads to me as I lay my head on his chest. Is that too much to ask for?
nonnie.. NONNIE.!! i wish you could hear the wistful sigh i let out reading this. i'm kicking my heels and twirling my hair about Big Daddy every chance i get 💌
just wanna curl up with him anywhere - in bed, on the couch, in the backseat of the car - wherever he is, wherever he's already comfortable, that's exactly where i wanna be.. 💓
[also i was just rambling i didn't mean for this to turn into any aCTUAL writing but.. uH 👉👈 yah sure whatever it's a blurb now ig]
wanna sneak up and slip into his lap while he's got that pretty nose of his buried in a book, disrupting his focus for only a second as he holds his book away to make room for you while you get comfy. his arms wrap securely around you once he's sure you're done moving, holding you tight, keeping your bodies flush as he reopens the paperback in his hand.
what follows is a kiss on the cheek and a murmur of sorry, didn't mean to bother you, just wanted to sit with you a little. go back to your book, and he hums a little absentmindedly in response as he keeps reading. you're pressed so close you can feel the rumble of it deep in his chest.
you busy yourself with nothing in particular, playing with the tuck in his shirt sleeve or the fringe on his jacket, occasionally running your fingers over some of your favorite parts of him: the plush swell of his belly or thighs, warm and strong underneath you; the soft slope of his shoulders, the curve of his neck, sometimes even reaching up to trace the ridge of his brow or the line of his nose. never for an extended period, just long enough for him to register and relish in the gentle touch. you wouldn't think he even noticed, too absorbed in his reading, except for how he squeezes your waist every time.
eventually, you sigh and wriggle in his arms, and he immediately drops them and clears his throat, faking that he's unaffected at the thought of you getting bored and leaving... but you're just sitting up a little higher in his lap to adjust your reach. you pout a little in discontent at the loss of his sturdy closeness so tight around you and pull his arms back where you want them. the barest hint of a smile on his face is given away only by the slight blush that colors his cheeks as he chides himself for bein' foolish, but it immediately widens to a cheshire grin as you begin running your fingers softly through his hair instead.
you don't know how much time passes like that, both of you content just to soak in the others' presence, before he speaks. wan' me to read out loud to ya, baby? his voice is quiet and sweet - not shy, per se, but like he's savoring the moment, like he worries you might get up anytime now and he wants to appreciate you here, snug and lovely in his arms, while he's still got it. you just nod in response, knowing he can feel it. he nods once, too, throat working as you watch his pillowy lips begin to form the words.
he thinks he's being surreptitious, but you're not so distracted that you don't notice how he flipped back to the very beginning of the book - a ploy to spend more time with you, but you don't mind one little bit. you hide your answering grin in his shoulder, sealed w a kiss pressed there, into the warmth of his body underneath the silky fabric of his shirt.
his voice is a little hoarse, at first, from slight disuse, but the longer he reads, the smoother it gets, the rich ebb and flow characteristic of his extensive vocal range becoming apparent. his cadence is lilting and musical in and of itself, so much so that you almost aren't listening to the words in favor of focusing on the sound.
the more he reads, the more comfortable you get, your fingers moving down to twirl in the fluffy curls at the nape of his neck as you rest your head on his shoulder. soon you find yourself sliding back down into his lap even further, to settle more firmly against the breadth of his chest. you can feel more so than hear the steady thump-thump of his heartbeat under your cheek. you've never felt so safe and loved as you do right here with him, and you know he knows it.
before long, lulled by that feeling, you find your blinks growing slower and your head growing heavier. you lost the plot of the book long ago, too distracted by his delicious closeness to keep track of the host of details, but now even the white noise of his voice is blurring in your ears as you drowse in his arms. not gonna fall asleep on me, are ya, little? he chuckles, his fond amusement audible. you grin a little but don't open your eyes, playfully slapping his shoulder as you settle more firmly against him. that, mr. presley, is for me to know and you to find out. now keep reading!
anythin' you say, honey.
#blurb#wHAT THE FUUUUCK.. THIS GOT AWAY FROM ME like . most comforting fantasy ever ohh my godd#i didnt actually mean to write anything for this..????? but also.. how could i resist Him 🥺💗#see THIS is where the universe normalizes after that last ask 🥰🥰#on a personal level ill say this:#its been a loong time baby (a LONG time) since i could be#reasonably described as petite or little or what the fuck ever#which doesnt bother me !!!! to clarify lmao like i Enioy it#but sometimes u just want someone to make you feel Small !!#to wrap u up in arms stronger than yours and squeeze tight#ill tell you what i would never EVER be too aware of#'hm can i sit on this dudes lap or will i Actually crush him lmao'#if the dude in question was big daddy 🤤🤤🤤#also picking a pov here was so hard and for what reason??#i write all my fics for this fandom in second person but answer all my asks in first#and as this is somehow both And neither i struggled enormously w unconsciously switching back and forth between sentences sfghj 😅#anyway yall should be grateful for this bc i seriously doubt#any of the other 21 (21!!!!!!) wips i have in the works for this fandom will ever see the light of day#been writing fic for over a decade and not oNCE have i ever deemed myself Done Enough w a project to publish it lol#had one epistolary twitter thread that got away from me and one writing exercise/songfic i shared in a gc#for my last fandom (clowntown bitches rise uPPPP ✊🎈) and otherwise N A D A#my google drive is neatly organized to store my actual hundreds of fic fragments AND THATS HOW I LIKE IT.!
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hisblossom · 1 year
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it’s not always about sex
it’s about trust, and family.
I’ve had trauma associated with a particular breakfast chain for a few years… the first and only time I’ve ever been there was with an abuser who merits no further mention. That was the only time I’d been there. Until now.
I walked into one of these restaurants again, now surrounded by some of my favourite people in the world, people who make me feel safe, loved and seen.
When I started to have trouble breathing and couldn’t help my eyes from filling with tears, my sister held my hand and didn’t ask any questions - the tears could’ve been for a myriad of reasons, but nothing was asked. She took my hand and didn’t let go.
By the time we left, something long past had finally been faced and put to rest. I walked away from that place this time at peace, safe, warm and loved. It’s not always about sex.
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bokuroskitten · 2 years
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AHHHH for the event could you write literally anything with draken and a daddy kink pls and ty 🥺
Why yes of course <333 draken 🤝 daddy kink. They truly go hand in hand. He embraces the title honestly, in bed and in daily life. But there’s something about the way it slips off your tongue so soft and sweet that makes his spine tighten up, makes his muscles ripple and mind even go a little blank…
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He’s on the couch, waiting for you to join him. He’s man spread of course, finally settling the now empty take out container on the counter since you decided to treat him for his birthday. He glances up at you when you finally return, wearing that pretty silky pyjama set he bought you last Christmas. His arm lifts from the back of the couch, reaching out for you to pull you in beside him. So he’s a little surprised when you sink down between his thighs instead, hands perched on his knees and your cheek pressed up against one of his inner thighs.
“Whatcha doin?” He asks, although he has an inkling as to what your up to when you start to press little kisses to the hem of his boxers. He can’t help but smirk a little, pressing himself further into the couch, letting one of his legs lull open a little further. You hum in approval as he gets comfortable, your fingers playfully toying with the strings of his lose basketball shorts.
“Daddy~” it slips off your tongue just the way he likes it, soft and sweet and full of desire that just for him, only for him. His cock twitches very obviously after you hum it again, this time though it’s vibrated up against his skin as you leave open mouthed kisses on his thigh. “Dadddy~”
“Fuck—“ he groans, bringing a hand down to pet your hair, thick fingers running through the familiar expanse of locks before he’s grabbing the back of your head. He can’t help but bring you in closer, his free hand already nudging down the band of his shorts, thumb hooked under and ready to tug down. “Yes, my baby girl?”
“Wanna treat you~!” You giggle, giddy already just from the thought of having his cock buried down your throat. When you look back up at him, lips pressing a firm kiss to his clothed cock it’s his cue to finally pull the shorts down, letting his cock spring free. The sight of it standing at attention, tall and thick and veins pulsing with excitement. Mushroom tip a bit leaky and red right around the slit. You’re holding back drool, two hands needed to wrap around his base and bring the head down to your lips. “Give daddy a treat for his birthday.”
“Yea? Open up f’me then Angel…” his voice is a bit tight as he speaks, licking his lower lip when you suckle on his tip like it’s your favourite lollipop, eyes wide and glued to his own. “Gunna let daddy use this pretty mouth as much as he needs?” His hand grips your nape a little tighter to emphasize his impatience, and you want nothing to please him. So you nod, lull your lips open for him even as a string of drool connects your bottom lip to your tip. “Atta girl…” he sighs, eyes slitted as his hand rests over your own on his base, easing himself into the warmth of your pretty little mouth. “So good for daddy…”
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Draken’s Birthday Party Masterlist 💛
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jimahalangel · 5 months
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It's been a bit, but here's
Gelatin Skeleton
Chapter 3: How does she(you) know that you love her(lucid dream)?
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It's past two in the morning when you get back to your apartment after helping your neighbors. Luckily, few people were hurt beyond a few scrapes and bruises, and only one man needed to go to the hospital for a broken bone.
In all the time you'd lived here this was probably the first time you'd actually met most of your neighbors. People are weirdly more friendly during natural disasters.
You read the news you'd tried to check before you dropped your phone during the quake and find that there's already several articles about the damage. The earthquake had a magnitude of 6.5, which doesn't mean much to you, so you instead focus on other stats available on the government website you clicked on.
"Low casualty rate estimated," okay, so that doesn't actually mean much either. How much is low? Low compared to what? Other earthquakes? You don't have much of a frame of reference here. Sure, you live close enough to see the mountains out on the horizon when looking out your window, but these are old mountains that don't get freaky with their fault-lines much anymore.
Earthquakes are rare here.
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Oh!
You know what dreams are!
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But you are…
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Ah.
Lucid dreaming.
Silly you.
You're
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Here you are!
In the darkness.
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Everything is dark.
Was it dark when you went to sleep?
Yes.
It was dark…
And
something else?...
What was it?
What else was there besides the darkness?
It felt different than this place does.
Warmer.
It's cold here.
Peaceful, though…
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Huh….
Oh.
Home.
You were home before.
But…?
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This is home, too…….
Isn't it?
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Yes.
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The next morning you wake up slowly. You don't think you've ever woken up this calmly to an alarm before in your life.
It's nice.
Your whole body feels like ice, though.
But your bed is soft and cozy underneath you. And your blankets are warm around you. 
……How???...
Whatever.
You're just happy to snuggle back into them after pressing snooze on your phone.
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When you next wake up it's with a start. Your heart is racing, body's covered in sweat, and your alarm is blaring its obnoxious little tune.
Yeah, that's more like the way you usually wake up.
Your phone says it's 9:40am, which is kind of a late start to a workday. You remember hitting snooze- gee, thanks past you ! 
You also remember waking up from a weirdly nice(?) dream. You can't quite recall what it was about anymore, though… 
Well, it couldn't have been that important if you forgot about it!
You probably have time for a quick shower before you have to start work today. You're glad you work remotely; you'd probably have a hard time trying to commute after that earthquake yesterday.
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Oh fuck! The earthquake!!
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