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jpopstreaming · 2 years
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🆕 「 BLACK SWAN」 by fuzzy knot Available for streaming worldwide!🌐 Added to our weekly playlist 🎧 https://spoti.fi/3lgjH73
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bakubunny · 3 months
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*taps mic* ahem
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tw: daddy kink n ddlg dynamics
begging dilf! katsuki to read you bedtime stories every night because you just like hearing the sound of his voice, it’s innocent…promise. you’re definitely not getting hot and bothered by it. and when his voice is all rough and tired, it definitely doesn’t take more willpower to keep from riding his thigh. you just like bedtime stories…and the best way to hear them is when he lays in bed with you. he won’t notice how fidgety you are, or how touchy you’re becoming, or how close you keep scooting, right?
would i act just a smidge bratty just to get scolded by dada?? no of course not.
this is unfair i - i left your inbox alone for once
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i can hear it now
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katsuki chuckles, and it rumbles in your ear, laid up against his chest. “quit yer squirmin’. ‘m tryin t’read to ya.”
“…sorry daddy,” you reply.
he kisses you on the head and continues to read. and you try, you really do try to stay still. but your fingertips curl a little tighter into his shirt as your palms get warm with every passing word. your thighs squeeze and rub together just enough for him to catch. so he stops.
“what is it, kiddo?” he asks, his voice low and jumbled in your stomach.
you do your best to ignore what’s now a subtle throb between your legs. “i’m cold.”
you’re not sure if he believes you, but he doesn’t question it.
“then snuggle up close, c’mon,” he says. katsuki draws you in closer and reaches across his body to pull one of your legs over his.
you swallow. if he didn’t know before, he does now. the damp heat radiating from your core is intense and unmistakable. still you stay silent. you don’t see his grin, but you can hear it.
“you comfy, princess?”
you nod.
“good. now where was i?…”
his voice is so warm as he picks up where he left off, and gosh does it make you feel the same way. katsuki’s hand wanders down your back as you hold one side of the book at his request. your hips buck involuntarily into his leg from the comfort of his touch and the aching need still growing in you.
“s-sorry,” you murmur.
his soft laugh fills your ear yet again. “such a needy girl tonight. i can feel it. keep goin’, little one. try n get to the end without beggin’ me to help.”
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this is way more than i planned sorry
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autismserenity · 2 years
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Look at this new photo of the sun!
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1,000,000,000,000/10 best doggo, would pet all day, highest recommendation
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woodsywizard · 1 year
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Of course I try alcohol for the first time atter turning 21 and waiting so long for the occasion so it would be fun and I’m allergic to alcohol😭😭😭😭
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art-of-mathematics · 2 years
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Weird surreal art ideas: "Quantum foamies" - 3d jigsaw puzzle pieces as fragments/pieces of quantum foam.
Weird speciality: The jags of the puzzle pieces relate to probabilities - as either 1 (out) or 0 (in).
I want to draw some weird manifolds according to that idea now. On the left of the attached photo I tried to indulge into this mess of thought gibberish, but it exceeded the available space on that piece of paper - and I lost my focus once again.
Plus I had another silly art idea: A box of puzzles with the title "Quantum foamies - Quantum foam puzzles for curios entities (aged 999+)" [referring to some reincarnation jokes here]
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starsonmarsy · 2 years
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fuzzy
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faggatini · 9 months
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showing blankie by popular demand
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suguru-getos · 8 months
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࿐ husband neuvillette headcanons (f!reader) ࿐
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neuvillette, the most respected man in the nation of hydro, more than their archon focalors. he commands respect wherever he goes, his aura still polite, ever so approachable. however, the power of his position cowers people. they are often rendered scared to approach him, some of them literally profusely sweating around his nimble aura.
you, were his wife now, his significant other. someone he cherished more than life itself & someone who made you feel safe, heard, protected. it was said that he was the most sought out bachelor in fontaine before he left his heart for you one day. “break it or keep it. it isn’t mine anymore.” is what he said, when he proposed you. oh the words ring into your ear like the finest melodies till date.
the steambird/ the media was eager to cover everything about the wedding; but to their surprise— neuvillette took you outside fontaine. the city of freedom — monstadt is where you two tied the knot in the presence of a certain, melodious and a high alcohol simp bard.
truth be told, once you were married. there were people who forced false allegations on you. how you manipulated the chief justice into falling in love with you. how you are fake and you act in accordance to his liking to be loved by him. some people even tried to forge false cases against you. all of which— deeply entertained furina. thankfully, neuvillette was never someone to pay attention to any of these things. at one time, he himself fought for you in a false trial. you couldn’t be more thankful.
rains— the legend of hydro dragon weeping causing the rains was famous throughout the country of fontaine. one day, when neuvillette came home a little early, looking distressed, you noticed a harsh, unforgiving thunderstorm drenching the country. you walked towards the terrace, looking up and gently, soothingly whispering. “oh- hydro dragon. please don’t cry.” the rain… lessened. it was as if the intensity had been lessened.
it wasn’t more time until neuvillette confessed to you about him being a hydro dragon. ever since then, whenever there had been rains in fontaine, you make sure to find your beloved husband and hug him tightly, kiss his forehead and tell him everything will be alright. it breaks you apart seeing him like this after all.
sometimes when he comes back home, he always brings your favorite flowers, maybe your favorite desserts, along with a beaming smile only you have seen. people who are aquainted to you often ask if neuvillette being the chief justice and being the most powerful man in fontaine makes your married life difficult. truth is.. it could never. they just haven’t had any access to the good that your beloved dragon holds.
things do get riff-raffy when furina acts a little too childish around him. he pays no attention to her self-centered, self-absorbed behavior but it pinches you how she bothers him for every little thing. once, there was a celebratory banquet held for the same and your displeased face told neuvillette in that very instant — how you’d like the archon to ‘behave’ around your husband. he has been extra careful ever since. <3
your husband might look stern, but he is a soft man. you have witnessed this first hand with how respectfully and tenderly he treats you. on the bad days of your period, the chief justice is nothing but a doting husband for his wifey. you can always be snuggled up to him and cry, or just spend time.
he is a HUGE cuddle bug. would love to destress off work by wrapping his big arms around you and peppering your face with tender kisses. he smells amazing too! always making you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
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rebeccathenaturalist · 11 months
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Okay, I know people as a general rule tend to not care about invertebrates as much as cute, fuzzy mammals, but this is a must-read if you care about animal welfare. The short version is that horseshoe crab blood has been used for decades in medicine as a way to test whether something is truly sterile; the blood clots in the presence of bacteria. Since then millions of horseshoe crabs have been captured and drained of blood, even though a synthetic alternative was developed a few years ago.
They go through a pretty brutal experience in the process. They're caught by fishermen who often throw them by their tails into a pile in the open air, and they're then trucked to a bleeding facility where they're strapped down and their blood is removed with needles jabbed directly into their hearts. Over half their blood may be taken, after which they're supposed to be returned to the ocean. However, it's likely many of them never make it back, instead turned into fish bait and sold by the same fishermen who caught them in the first place.
Apart from the fact that this is a horrific thing to put any animal through, the attrition due to fatalities has put a serious dent in horseshoe crab numbers. This is compounded by massive habitat loss, pollution, and the capture of horseshoe crabs as food, particularly as the females of one species are considered a delicacy. And other animals that rely on horseshoe crabs are suffering, too. The American rufa subspecies of the red knot, a medium-sized shorebird, is critically endangered as the horseshoe crab eggs it must have in order to successfully complete migration have become increasingly scarce, and it is likely the bird will become extinct if trends continue.
While there are guidelines for medical horseshoe crab harvest, they're considered optional. The few laws that exist are poorly enforced. Short of a complete ban on horseshoe crab blood in favor of the synthetic alternative, these animals are in very real danger of going extinct after a history spanning over 400 million years on this planet.
Thankfully, this article is not the first to bring forth the issues surrounding horseshoe crab harvest. Here are a few resources for further information and action (US based, though horseshoe crabs are threatened throughout their entire range):
Horseshoe Crab Conservation Network - https://horseshoecrab.org/conservation/
Wetlands Institute - https://wetlandsinstitute.org/conservation/horseshoe-crab-conservation/
Horseshoe Crab Recovery Coalition - https://hscrabrecovery.org/
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st0nesnglitter · 4 months
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Finnick Odair would be obsessed with getting you cockdrunk.
His biggest pride is giving you pleasure. Any pleasure. Brushing your hair out of your eyes, getting out a knot in your shoulder, giving you a little sweet treat. But his absolute favorite is to give you mind-numbing, thought erasing pleasure from his tongue, fingers, cock, anything.
Starting off with just his hand down your panties as you watch a movie, soft circles onto your clit, kissing your neck as you whine from his ministrations.
”Wanna cum like this, sugar? Just say the word.”
Then he’d let his fingers move into you. Curving and curling them, letting them explore at first, before locking in on the target to get you to gush around him. And by your second orgasm you’re seeing stars. Placing his fingers in his mouth, cleaning them with his tongue, which then makes him desperate to properly taste you.
Letting his fingers re-enter you, tongue flicking over your clit at an impressive pace. And as your head is starting to spin, you are starting to beg. ‘Please don’t stop’, ‘please keep going’, ‘please it’s too much’, pushing his head away from your center.
And Finnick looks up at you with his beautiful eyes, promising you that he just wants to clean you up, just going to gather up the last of your orgasm. So you agree, his smile so radiating and grateful as he carefully starts licking around you. But that bleeds into his tongue dipping into your cunt, moving it in waves that make your walls clench.
And as you’re coming down from that familiar high, your thoughts are turning fuzzy. So fuzzy that you barely notice how Finnick grips your hips, tossing you around so he can take you from behind. But he’ll keep playing with you, blunt head of his cock teasing your entrance before rubbing against your clit.
The delicious stretch from his cock is soon replaced with pleasure that makes your arms give out.
“Aww is that difficult?” Finn coos from behind you, moving your arms to their original place, “you should not have to do anything difficult, honey.”
And this sick man will wrap his arm around your waist to play with your most sensitive nerve, the last nail in the coffin for pushing out any and every thought in your head, leaving you in a white cloud of just him.
“Should only have to be pretty and take my cock” he mumbles into your hair, “no thoughts needed, yeah? Just cock. You’d like that, huh?”
And your only answer is a quiet, incoherent babble <3
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steddie-as-they-come · 6 months
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Eddie's hanging out in Family Video during Steve and Robin's shift, just being a general nuisance, when it begins.
The other two are talking in low voices in the back corner, discussing something Eddie can't hear. Normally he'd get up and go over there, insert himself into the conversation, command their attention, but he's too busy judgmentally rifling through Family Video's paltry horror movie supply to care that much.
He sneaks a glance over, and then he sees it.
Steve presses a kiss to Robin's forehead.
Eddie has to drop the tape he's holding before he does something stupid like break it out of jealousy.
And he knows, okay, he's heard it no less than eight million times, they're platonic with a capital P. That doesn't stop the little green monster in his chest from rearing its head.
It doesn't stop there, either. Eddie starts to see Steve kiss the rest of the Party. Simple little forehead kisses and temple kisses and kisses on the crowns of their heads, like he's their parent, which, well, he is. He does it when Dustin needs comfort. He slings an arm around Lucas and pulls him close for a kiss on the temple when Lucas makes a particularly good shot for basketball. He does it to Max, on one of her bad days. He even does it to Mike absentmindedly, who makes a feral screech like an angry cat before everyone starts to laugh at him. And of course, he and Robin are always all over each other.
But he won't kiss Eddie.
It's stupid that he expects it. They don't know each other. Steve's been with this group, been saving them from monsters and scientists and torturers for forever.
Eddie still wants in on it. If only to indulge his pathetic little crush on the former King of Hawkins High.
One night, Steve hosts a movie night, and Dustin invites Eddie along. He goes, because of course he does, and takes a seat on the end of the couch as Steve puts in the tape.
Eddie immediately forgets what the movie is, because Steve sits down next to him. His entire brain is a fuzzy kind of static that only intensifies when Steve scoots closer.
"Sorry," is the first word Eddie registers out of Steve's mouth, and he hastily tries to collect his thoughts. Steve moves closer, which doesn't help.
He peers around Steve and sees the kids all trying to squish onto the couch. "Scoot over, Eddie!" Mike shouts, and Eddie moves as close as he can to the arm of the couch. Steve follows, arm around him and thighs pressed close together.
Okay, then. Eddie can die happily tonight, apparently.
Something jumps at the screen, and Steve flinches.
Eddie learns a new thing about Steve that night. Apparently, when Steve gets frightened, he pulls everyone within reach towards him, like he's trying to shield them with his body. Eddie finds himself hugged to Steve's chest and has to employ breathing exercises to get rid of his new little...problem.
He somehow makes it through the movie without spontaneously combusting, a feat nothing short of a miracle. The kids run to the kitchen and Eddie can hear Dustin pick up the phone and say, "Hello, Paulie's Pizza?"
Steve sighs and gets up. "I did not say they could order pizza," he grumbles. He extends his hand to Eddie, and after a second of bewildered staring, Eddie manages to grab it and pull himself to standing.
Robin's sitting on the couch still (she had been on the other side of Steve), and she watches this interaction with an unreadable expression on her face.
Well, unreadable to Eddie, anyway. Steve and Robin proceed to have an entire conversation with just facial expressions, and Eddie is left in the dark about it.
Steve finally rolls his eyes and stalks into the kitchen. He distracts Dustin with a kiss on the top of his head, then steals the phone. "Hi, yeah," he says, and Eddie recognizes that voice as his King-Steve-takes-what-he-wants voice. "No, that's right. Two medium pepperoni pizzas and a side of garlic knots, yep."
He listens, then says, "I'll be over to pick it up," then places the phone back on the receiver with a click.
"I'm going to get the food." he announces to the room at large. "Eddie, you coming?"
"Sure?" Eddie slings his leather jacket from the back of one of the kitchen table chairs and slides his sneakers on.
The drive is quiet. Multiple times, it looks like Steve wants to say something, but he never does. When the two of them walk in to get the pizza, Steve grabs both boxes. "Can you get the door, Eds?"
Eddie wants to tease him about the new nickname, but he chooses not to, opting instead to nod and say, "Sure thing, Stevie." He pulls open the glass door and says, with a mock bow and a grand gesture, "Your majesty."
Steve rolls his eyes. "Thanks." He (finally!!) goes to kiss Eddie.
However, Eddie is not as short as the kids (and Robin) who Steve normally does this to. Eddie's pretty sure the kiss is supposed to land on his forehead.
It lands on his mouth.
Pretty shoddy kiss, as it were. Mostly, Steve kisses the corner of Eddie's mouth.
Both of their faces burn red. If not for Steve's sports-playing, monster-killing reflexes, the pizzas would be on the ground right now.
"Sorry!" Steve says, hurrying out to his car and tossing the food in the backseat. "Sorry, I don't know what I was thinking."
Eddie slides into the passenger seat. "Finally!" he says.
"What?"
Eddie rolls his eyes. "Steve, I've been the only one who you haven't been bestowing kisses upon for weeks now. Sorry if I'm excited to be included in the group."
Steve starts the car. "But...those are all platonic kisses."
Eddie scoffs. "What, and kissing me wouldn't be?"
Steve is silent.
"REALLY?" Eddie yells. "Wait, wait-" He leans over the center console. "Steve Harrington, if you wanted a kiss, a romantic kiss, you could have told me before cuddling with me all night!"
Steve sighs. "Fine. Eddie Munson, I'm going to kiss you romantically."
And he leans in.
Eddie's obsessed with the curve and dip of Steve's mouth against his. He greedily cups his hand against Steve's face, his other hand propped up against the center console. Steve tastes like the soda he was drinking earlier, mixed with something richer and deeper that's wholly, entirely Steve.
They break apart at a small crackle from Steve's inner pocket.
"Henderson," Steve says exasperatedly. "That kid is so damn impatient."
"Steve!" Dustin's voice comes from the walkie Steve pulls out. "Have you gotten the pizza yet?"
"Yes, you little shit, we're coming back now." Steve sighs. "Oh! Henderson, find Robin. Tell her it happened."
Eddie shoots Steve a confused look, but Steve just holds up a placating hand, a slight smile on his face.
"OH MY GOD STEVE!" comes Robin's voice on the walkie. "HELL YEAH!"
Steve cackles and leans back in to kiss Eddie, who happily accepts.
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I can’t even pass a brush through my hair rn.
For once, not because my heart problem or my unstable wrist are grieving me.
I am fighting my EVERY urge not to just ✂️ ✂️ 
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puppytits · 1 year
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heat’s just getting me tonight huh
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raggedyflowers · 4 months
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“Wrap me like a Christmas gift” 🎁
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summary: op men reacting at you being… their christmas gif ?? you wrapped in a red ribbon ??? that’s it, that’s the post
character: Zoro, Sanji, Ace, Law x female reader
cw: 🔞 smut and fluff. oral sex (male and female receiving), penetrative sex — very misuse of ribbon 🎀
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Zoro:
the strawhats decided to exchange the Christmas gifts on the desk of the Sunny
you were so happy unwrapping all your present, but even happier when you saw the reaction of your friends when they opened the gifs you made to them
only one persone was left without a gift from you
“Gonna give my gift for you later” you winked at Zoro
“Hope it’s gonna be the biggest bottle of sake” Zoro rolled his eyes
Later when you two were left alone, you smirked to him. “Wanna unwrap your gift now?”
He looked disinterested, but when you lose the knot of your dress and let him saw what you got under it…
or maybe… what you didn’t wear under them
only a red ribbon placed between your breast and a smile on your face
Zoro maybe did lose the capacity of speak
“Woman you’re gonna kill me” he shook his head walking toward you
“Before you die, don’t you wanna enjoy your gift?”
he did enjoyed your gift — all night long
“I — I can’t take it anymore” you mourned after the first two orgasms.
“I though you were my gift” he said to you, lifting his fece buried in your pussy. “Be a good girl and gimme another one on my tongue and then I maybe give you my cock — thing of it as my gift”
the bastard smirked before returning to licking your cunt enjoying his gift
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Sanji:
almost everyone was already gone to bed
Sanji was left behind, cleaning the kitchen
“Pretty boy” you called him. “Do you wanna sneak a look at my gift?”
“Of course, love” he said. “Just let me finish here”
“But it’s getting cold” you whined
only in that moment Sanji turned back to your and his face reddened on the spot
He also got a nosebleed
“Y/n, love” he cried
you could only smirk at him, naked but for a apron and a red ribbon between your hair
“Is this your gift?”
“Only for you, pretty”
He walked near to you, kissing with passion and immediately slipping his tongue on your mouth
his hand traveled on your body, brushing against your nipples and making your shivering
“All of this just for me” he whispered to your ear “Am I the luckiest man alive?”
there wasn’t any doubts Sanji would’ve loved your gift
and he proved to you when he bended you on the kitchen table and fucked you against it
“So good for me” he said, voice filler with arousal. “My pretty girl giving me the best gift”
“Yes — yes, only for you” you repeated the mind fuzzy.
He kept pounding you from behind with a fast pace while keeping whispering loving nothings into your heard
“Too bad my gift for your was the same”
“Too bad — we should repeat this on our room”
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Ace:
“Hey Hotshot, what gift do you want for Christmas?”
so, your boyfriend was the best… but he wasn’t really helpful in those situations
“I only want you” he said, kissing the top of your head
… really sweet, but you needed something more.
but then and idea come into your head
“Hotshot” you called him some nights later, when everybody was already sleeping after unwrapping their christmas present. “I actually have a gift for you”
Ace looked at you with curious eyes and a beautiful smile on his face
“Did you?” he asked exited
“Yes, but you have to take this off” you smirked pointing at your red and white dress
Ace was taken aback, but then smirked back at your and started to unbuttoning your dress
When he found the red ribbon wrapped around you where your underwear was supposed to be, you felt his hand become even more hotter then usual
“You said you only wanted me as a gift”
“Not what I meant — but so much better”
Maybe he didn’t asked for anything, but your gift was so much better of what he could’ve ever think
“Come on Babydoll, keep going” he said with his hands tightening on your hips while you rode his cock
“Ace ~ ” you moaned with shaking legs. “Can’t you just fuck me already?”
“I thought this was my gift” he said cupping both of your breast with his hands and playing with your nipples
“Okay Hotshot, enjoy this. But after that you’re gonna eat me”
“At your orders, Babydoll”
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Law:
Law problem was that he couldn’t tell you what he wanted for dear life — especially in your newfound relationship
you could only try to guess what his desires were
and finding a gift for him had become an impossible mission
maybe what you planned was mundane, but it was the only thing you could’ve thought
“Traffy ~” you called him for the thousand time. “Come to bed already?”
“Just one minute, y/n-ya” he said to you for the tenth time
“If you come now, I’m gonna give you your gift early” you tried to convince him
“You bought me a present?” he asked you, lifting his face from his book for the first time
“Well” you smirked to him. “There is a red ribbon attacked to it… but the ribbon happened to be down there”
When you pointed at yourself his face blushed, even if he tried to hide it under his hat
“I thought it was a gift you wanted to unwrap in private”
He did unwrapped his gift in private, in your shared room, enjoying every second of it
“Traffy — Law, please” you begging him, crying on his fingers insieme of you.
“My baby is so impatient, even if it was my gift”
“Sorry Traffy, I want — want ” you sobbed when his fingers curled inside of you hitting your g spot.
“Tell me, baby, what do you want?”
“You” you moaned. “I want you”
“Where do you want me?” he lowered toward you, kissing you more sweetly compared to his rude movements.
“Inside” you could only say on his lips before kissing him with so much force and desperation.
“Alright” he said. “But you’re being a little selfish, it’s still my gift after all... will you let me fuck you all I want tonight?”
“Yes — fuck, yes. Use me all you want” you said back, only wanting his dick inside you and his lips on your body
“Always so good with me” he caressed his cheek. “Now let me hear how pretty you scream my name”.
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frogchiro · 4 months
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In reference to your other post: Wolf Hybrid!Ghost taking the reader from behind, his mind clouded with lust as he mounts them, lining up his thick cock before stretching them open. He can't help but look down at where they connect, seeing their hole stretched thin over his cock and making him mutter a teasing "Awww... biiig stretch" under his breath, lips pulled into a pleased smirk as he goes to pound town.
I literally came tf did you put in this ask
Wolf dog hybrid!Simon who, if able to, would mount you all the time and not let you off of his dick, his large knot keeping you tied to him and the pointy tip of his lengthy cock leaking and spurting his fertile sperm deep in you :((
Remember that he's huge! Build like a shit brickhouse, broad, burly shoulders, bulky arms and legs, a nice healthy layer of fat on his tummy making him seem even larger and his fluffy tail and pointy, fuzzy dog ears on top of his head only complete the look. Whenever he drapes himself over your smaller, soft body and grinds hips strong hips against you you always loose your balance a bit and whine at him to please not put all his weight on you, you'll break under him!!
But Simon just snuffles and makes a chuffing noise as he pushes his nose right under your jaw to inhale your scent, his fluffy tail wagging like crazy behind him; he wouldn't admit it but he always gets so stupidly happy whenever you're near. His mate is close and all he wants to do is to nip and tease you, herd you away and then mount :((
Imagine Simon thrusting his hips without abandon, so fucking turned on and horny, low growls escaping his maw as he listens attentively to your whines and whimpers and he can't help but smirk at the delicious sight of your poor, swollen pussy stretched open so wide to accommodate his large, heavy cock, his swollen tip hitting against your battered cervix and he almost howls at the feeling of being so so deep in you :(
Si would smirk and slow down his insistent thrusts to a slow in and out and using his thumbs he'd spread your cunt open to see his length stretching you to your limits and it's then when he growls a nasty:
"Aahhh would you look at tha'...Biiig stretch lovie'
And you're both speechless and embarrassed at the same time :(( He threw your affectionate words you use when you find Si particularly cute back at you when you're stretched wide on his dick :(( He's so mean :((
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puwmi · 11 months
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miguel cock warming u whileteaching u spanish everytime you get something right he lets you ride him
cckwarming + pet names “mi vida, mama” + lots of praise + overstim.
“muy bien, baby.. keep going.”
your heads fuzzy— pussy nice n full as he bounces you up and down his thick cock. “c’mon pretty girl, let me hear it,” he whispers, softly kissing your warm ears while you squirm, knots forming in your stomach.
all you can do is moan his name— so desperate and whiny while his big, calloused hands dig into your soft waist, leaving little marks.
he’s pushing his hips up to meet you, and it’s so messy. your sweet slick all over his stomach and your thighs, warm and wet, coating the both of you.
“i c-can’t”
he’s quick to respond, holding you down, letting you feel all of him, each and every inch— your pussy squeezing around him— embracing him just the way he likes.
“yes, you can, amor. you’re doing so good, mi vida. keep trying”
he shows you the sentence again, waiting for your translation, watching you force your brain to work for him.
your eyes grow big and glossy, “it- is it, how was your day?” you look up at him, and he’s smiling so sweetly as if he hasn’t been guiding you up and down his sensitive cock for hours, not letting you cum— building you up.
“see, baby, you did it,” he hums, letting his hands leave your waist to slowly massage your swollen clit. “mmm, that’s enough for today. come sit on my face, mama; you deserve a reward.”
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