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stoutpancakes · 2 days

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Okay but chubby chaser! Johnny...

Chubby chaser! Johnny who spots you from across the bar and knows you're the one.

Chubby chaser! Johnny who drinks in your curves, from your full breasts down to your pudgy tummy and wide hips.

Chubby chaser! Johnny whose pants get a little too tight just from the way your lips are moving as you talk to your friend.

Chubby chaser! Johnny who imagines you bent over with the jiggle of your ass as he thrusts into you.

Chubby chaser! Johnny who is dying to suckle at your breasts, knowing very well he can treat you just right.

Chubby chaser! Johnny who just has to muster up the courage to go and talk to a beauty such as yourself.

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milkteabinniechan · 1 month

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bath water | hwang hyunjin

pairing: virgin! Hyunjin x afab reader // ☕ | m.list

summary: your friend Hyunjin wants to paint on a new canvas: you. And while you are supportive, you didn't think it would feel so good...

warnings: body worship, fingering (f. receiving) smut

part two here

“Well, I actually want to paint on you.” his voice lingered over the receiver. The pause weighed heavy between the two of you.

“You want me paint me?” you held your phone away from your ear, almost about to drop it. Hyunjin was an amazing artist. His pieces could be in museums, in art galleries. Why would he want to paint-

“Huh?” you chimed in finally.

Hyunjin went on to explain some videos he had seen recently demonstrating what they called a human canvas. Artists would paint on the person’s back, or legs, or arms, or… Hyunjin’s voice became softer until the heavy pause appeared again.

You agreed, somewhat reluctantly, to meet at his apartment the following weekend. He told you to wear comfortable clothes. As you paced your way up to his front door, all you could think about was his concentrated face as he paints, now that face would be on you.

Hyunjin answered the door in a loose-fitting white t-shirt and black sweatpants. His hair was messy and he looked exhausted.

“Hey, come on in,” he stepped back and made room for you to walk past him, “I was just getting set up. I put some plastic sheets on the floor and picked out all the colors I would need.”

You turned toward his living room to see a corner of the room with a few small plastic squares laid carefully on the hardwood floors. Pastel colors each in their individual cups and palettes. Paint brushes in various sizes splayed out around the floor as well. He really was full prepared. You chuckled to yourself, you weren’t surprised. When it came to his art, Hyunjin put everything he had into it.

“Alright, so…” hyunjin entered the room after you, “are you ready to get started?” His face was already turning red, as was yours. You could feel your cheeks getting warmer. You cleared your throat and nodded your head.

“Yeah. Let’s do this!” you shouted, fist in the air. Your sudden enthusiasm startling Hyunjin. He burst out laughing and playfully pushed your shoulder.

“You goof.” He smiled.

You smiled back. You had always found a way to make him laugh, and he had always found a way to put you at ease. Then you tugged at your shirt, remembering the whole reason you came over here. Your smile started to fade.

“Did you want to paint my arms? Or my back? Or my-”

“Your back.” Hyunjin cut you off. “I figured it would give me the most space to erm, work with.”

“Sounds good.” your enthusiastic voice now draining by the second.

You tugged at the hem of your shirt and began to pull it up over your head. Hyunjin quickly turned his back to you, awkwardly staring at the wall in front of him. He instructed you to turn away from him once you were ready and he would get started.

“Ready.” you signaled softly, your bare back now facing him. You held your breasts with both hands, a chill rising up over your entire body. Hyunjin worked in silence as you heard the sound of paint brushes dipping in water, then in what you assume was the paint.

The first stroke of his paintbrush was cold, very cold. You jumped at the feeling. The soft bristles trailing down your skin, leaving a damp, cool sensation behind.

“Is it okay?” Hyunjin spoke gently.

You weakly murmured a yes. Your eyes closed, focused intensely on the swirling motions and shapes that he was creating on your skin. You could picture his face, tightly squeezing and scrunching. Suddenly, he stopped painting.

“All done.” He spoke finally. Your eyes fluttered open. Had you fallen asleep? It all happened so fast.

“Already?” you tried to turn your head around, attempting to catch a glimpse of his work.

“I was point for two hours, goof. You must have zoned out.” Hyunjin stood up and stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders.

Two hours? You thought. Painting felt amazing. You were almost sad it was over. You didn’t want it to be over. You wanted more. The feeling of the paint brush across your skin. Wet paint dripping down your body. Wait. You thought, This was turning you on. You selfishly had an idea, but you had no notion if Hyunjin would even agree to it. You didn’t even know if he had seen a woman naked before. You didn’t want to overstep, but unholy thoughts were consuming you.

“Y-you know,” you started, “you could paint my front too, Hyunjin.” You turned your body toward him, his body still towering over yours. Your hands were still cupped over your breasts, but it’s where Hyunjin’s eyes were glued.

For a moment, he didn’t speak, neither of you did. You both just stared at each other, unsure what to say next. Eventually, you spoke again.

“Only if you have more to paint, of course. More ideas.” You waited again for a response. Hyunjin’s eyes were wide. His mouth tightened to a thin line across his face. You could feel your face growing hot again. Regretting every moment of the last five minutes.

“I-I don’t think that would be such a g-good idea.” Hyunjin said under his breath, avoiding eyes contact now. He rubbed the back of his nack and stared at the floor next to you.

You felt your heart fall into your stomach. Your throat dried up to dust and the air was pressed instantly from your lungs. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you broke eye contact with Hyunjin. You turned your face away quickly so he wouldn’t see how red it was.

“I’m going to go wash up, then.” was all you could think to say.

You stood fast and made your way to his bathroom. After you took a few minutes to catch your breath in front of the mirror, you turned on the bathtub. The hot water filling the tub, inviting you in to wash away this incredibly uncomfortable experience. You slide off your pants and underwear, setting them in a pile with your shirt to dress when you were done. You let yourself slide into the clear water. Just your head poking and bobbing out.

Suddenly, dread filled your entire body. You couldn’t wash all this paint off yourself, it was on your back. There was no loofa or sponge to wash with. And now you just made an idiot of yourself in front of your friend. You could feel tears welling up in your eyes again.

“Can I help?” Hyunjin spoke from the other side of the door.

“No, no. I’ve got it!” you lied.

“Please, let me help you.” Hyunjin’s sincerity was palpable, even through the closed door.

You begrudgingly allowed him inside, adding the small caveat that you were completely nude in his bathtub. Suprisingly, he came in anyway. He walked in with eyes closed. Blindly feeling around to get his barrings again. At last, he stood in front of the tub, eyes still shut tight.

“I’m sorry.” Hyunjin whispered. “I just-I’ve never…” his pleading eyes finally meeting yours. You searched his face to try to decipher what he was trying to say. You tried your best to use your hands to cover yourself, to allude to some sort of modesty. But you were hesitant if it was working at all.

“I’m a virgi-” Hyunjin had lost his train of thought. He had lost everything that was ever on his mind when he saw you laying in the bathtub. The paint from his human canvas has started to dissolve and disperse into the clear water around you. The colors swirling and dancing together to form new color combinations. Reds and purples, and blues and yellows were seeking and chasing new paths around the curves of your naked body. You were magnificent.

You watched Hyunjin’s eyes trace your exposed body from top to bottom, like he was memorizing every detail. On instinct, you slowly moved your hands away from your breasts and your soft slit. The sight of your hard nipples poking in and out of the swiriling, colorful water made Hyunjin fall to his knees in front of the bathtub. His eyes never leaving your body. You inspected his face to try to see what he wanted, when instantaneously, his hand appeared in the water with you. His long fingers dipped into the warm bath water, lightly grazing your outer thigh. You cautiously lifted your leg, the sound of the water trickling off of your skin. He froze, unsure of what to do next.

You grasp your hand around his fingers and pull them down toward your slit. Slowly you and Hyunjin inch closer, careful to notice any hesitation, but soon it is his hand leading yours. It is his fingers that are pulling closer towards your enterance. One finger gracefully strokes the outside of your cunt. Starting at the top and sliding down between your lips, then back up again. He was completely entranced, utterly hypnorized. You let out a ragged breath as you watched his index and middle finger, little by little, message your soft lips until your clit began to swell. His middle finger felt it first, welcoming the invitation on sliding in deeper.

His hand completely moving on instinct now. Rubbing around the clit, small circles at first. He wanted to learn what you liked, how your body reacted. It was like painting again, combining different colors to see what new would come of it. He felt your legs twitch when he applied more pressure, your hips would buck ever so slightly when his rubbed faster. He wanted to see what else he could make your body do. You were his best art project. His human canvas.

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discodyke-doggirl · 3 months

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big strong butch on her knees desperately worshipping a soft delicate femme’s body, her mind empty as she repeatedly thanks her almost as if “thank you” were the only words she could remember

you agree reblog

#lana.txt #nsft t4t #wlw nsft #wlw ns/fw #mtf nsft #worship kink #body worship

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queerdesireme · 7 months

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God I'm such a slut for the sensual.

Grip my thighs and hips to pull me into you, nibble my lips and sigh into my neck. Take your time with your mouth and hands roaming down my skin, feeling each curve melt beneath your fingertips. Whisper sultry praises or filthy promises in my ear with one hand sinking its way into the hair at the nape of my neck.

I will be dripping.

#touchmemore #wlw nsft #sapphic nsft #queer love #wlnb nsft #wlw #body worship #sapphic

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omens-for-ophelia · 17 days

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"Throughout his previous sexual interactions, Aziraphale had constantly sensed that he was taking up too much space, and that his partners, even if they appeared to behave neutrally to the thick sturdiness and the soft roundness of his figure, wished there was a little less of him to handle. As the pads of Crowley's fingers made possessive divots into the flesh of Aziraphale's thigh, it only further dawned on Aziraphale that Crowley relished the exact amount of him that existed at the present time." - I'm Beginning to See the Light, Chapter 3

for Sam (aka @ineffabildaddy) from @voluptatiscausa and I, because we love you! Thank you for forever feeding us with deeply transgender and vividly pornographic treats!

>>Full NSFW 18+ version on AO3 <<

This fic not only changed my life in the best way because it is how I was introduced to my bestie, but also it rearranged my brain chemistry in how I saw my body and how I felt I could be and deserved to be loved. The way intimacy and desire and respect are handled in this story is everything to me, and of course it is just searingly, eye-wateringly hot. It is a must-read! I was SO happy when Vol approached me with a request for a gift work for it!

>>Read 'I'm Beginning to See the Light ' on AO3<<

Want more rich and sumptuous Good Omens fanfiction that feels like entering a horny baroque oil painting? Check out the delicious back catalog of ineffabildaddy and voluptatiscausa on AO3, I promise you won't be disappointed!

#good omens #good omens fanart #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #gomens #aziraphale #crowley #good omens fic recs #ineffabildaddy #trans aziraphale #body worship #aziraphale tummy fan club #ophelia-draws

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werewolfcums · 7 months

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need my tdick sucked and worshipped. need it to be treated like it's holy. a sacred act. need kisses and marks to be left on my inner thighs. need to hear them say "i love you" just before sucking me until i cum

#ftm nsft #queer nsft #t4t nsft #trans nsft #ftm ns/fw #ashton's fantasies #body worship

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even-all · 6 months

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holy mother of god I need to perform some Serious Body Worship </3

laying my handsome boy down on his stomach so I can rub his shoulders. I wanna hear him sigh while I work the tension out of his muscles and watch him relax under my hands. Walking him through some deep breaths while I place dozens of soft, light kisses on his back and neck.

I wanna hold his hands and kiss his wrists and palms with a religious reverence, I wanna make that boy understand what a privilege it is to have him.

Rubbing his thighs and calves, slowly melting away the stress of the day. Kisses on the backs of his knees while he laughs and tells me to stop that and that it tickles.

Helping that goregous man turn over to lie on his back and climbing carefully on top to straddle him. Leaning forward to kiss him as gentle or as passionate as he likes, for as long as he wants.

Letting my hands wander up to his chest while trailing more of those impossibly light kisses down the front of his throat. Massaging his chest, squeezing and grabbing and just feeling his skin. God.

Kissing his collarbones, trailing my tongue along the dip where they meet under his neck. Slowly working that boy up with teasing touches that only get more and more unbearable.

Let him pull at my hair and moan for me while I kiss every inch of him.

Slowly returning to his lips to kiss him again while I reach down to trail my fingertips over his cunt. <3 This I could do all day. He pants and whines so sweetly into my mouth when I play with his cock. I'm not even trying to make him cum-- not yet. Slowly jerking him off while I push my tongue into his mouth. Rubbing gentle circles while he gets nice and hard from my touch.

I wanna tease his cunt with my fingers, barely slipping them in before going back to playing with his pretty cock. Watching his expression, grit teeth and a damp forehead while I get him utterly, helplessly turned on.

I only wanna hear his pretty whines while I toy with him. Take away everything he's worried about for a while, and he can focus on how good it feels to let himself surrender to it.

Slowly working a single finger into him, fucking him nice and gentle while he whines about how good he feels. I wanna put my other hand in his hair, run my fingers through it while I work a second one into his cunt. Curling them inside him and listening to those pretty sounds when I find that spot. Ough my darling boy <3

I need to feel him grab onto me while I finger him, using his cunt like a toy while he shakes and moans and begs for more. I wanna swallow his words with more kisses and a gentle nod while I oblige this request. Of course, darling.

Fucking him to incoherence <3 Letting him drift in that fuzzy-headed space while I work my fingers soft and slow inside of him. Doesn't need to worry about anything but my hands on his body. I'm right here to keep him safe and make him feel good.

God I miss that fucking boy.

We are gay trans men, cis ppl dni

#💜#I'm YEARNING #evin's #queer nsft #trans nsft #soft #body worship #subspace #t4t nsft #ftm nsft #nsft #ftm sub #ftm dom #ftm mlm #trans mlm

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chapstickgf · 2 years

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corruption is fun but have you ever considered sex as something divine? something holy in its own right? what purer form of worship is there than to devote your body, heart, and soul someone, to put every fiber of your being to the task of loving them? let me spread you out on the altar of our love and draw the divinity from your skin through touch and tongue and whispered words.

#🎀#thinking about you and remembering my love of body worship #i could show you heaven itself from the comfort of our bed #body worship #nsft concepts #lesbian nsft #sapphic nsft #wlw nsft #nblw nsft #nblnb nsft #✨

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