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turianmailman · 2 years

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Hey I just wanted to tell you that I’m really uncomfortable with the fact you draw nsfw of duck and fakir, I really wish you wouldn’t cause even though their aged up in the drawings it’s still very icky to think to draw nsfw of those characters when they are minors in the show :( I don’t want to unfollow because your honestly such a huge inspiration to me as an artist so I just hope you’ll take this into consideration

Some things to consider:

It is perfectly understandable, and 100% okay, to be uncomfortable, with ANYTHING I create. How you feel about my art is valid and you should only ever follow me if you are comfortable interacting with what you see on this blog.

To follow up on number 1, I have no problems with you unfollowing my account for ANY reason. This is the internet. You set your boundaries. I would never want you to compromise your personal safety over my blog.

NSFW art will ONLY ever be shared on this account as a link to a locked twitter account that is NOT safe for minors. If the age of an account is not shared, I will assume you are a minor and block you. Any images shared are cropped and safe to share on this blog. I will also always tag these pieces with NSFT (Not Safe For Tumblr) so you can block the tags on these posts and avoid them.

It is also perfectly understandable, and 100% okay, for me to post whatever content I like about whatever I am interested in, regardless of how that makes YOU feel. Number 1 and number 4 CAN and DO coexist and both have validity.

Yes, they are minors in the show. No, the pieces I make are NOT of them during the canon timeline of the show.

"Aging up" a character happens in real life - its called "aging", alternatively, "time passing" which happens, to all of us, regardless of our current age. This is also a show about talking animals. We don't HAVE to obey reality and law, but I choose to in this context.

That out of the way, some personal thoughts:

The way I engage with these two characters, in particular, is very, very personal. I often inject what I did not get (a loving relationship with someone I can trust, the freedom to explore the relationship both romantically and sexually and be safe, fundamental milestones and experiences for first-time relationships) into their dynamics because that's how art works. We put ourselves into everything, stories do not happen in a vacuum. As a queer writer with a difficult-to-admit, traumatic experience with sexuality and romance, I think it would be incredibly cruel to ban both myself, and artists like me, from exploring what was denied us through characters that make us feel safe. Not to mention, for me at least, the media we consume grows WITH us. I was a minor when the show aired, and when I consumed it. They were minors with me. Now, they are consenting adults with me.

I do not share this with you, or anyone else, for pity reasons, but for context. I take character exploration very seriously, and try to help characters grow while honoring where they came from in canon. But even if I didn't, that would not stop me, nor anyone else, from having access to a basic right as an artist.

Tl;Dr -- I want you to feel safe, and I will install measures to make things that make you feel unsafe as optional as possible, above hiding what makes me feel safe. If that results in an unfollow, please honor both our boundaries.

EDIT: I will not answer any more asks expanding on this topic, as I think it’s redundant and I’m not interested in discussing the topic further - I appreciate your thoughts and concerns regardless 🙏🏻

#i hope you have a calm and peaceful day wherever you are #this will also be the ONLY ask I answer that is in this genre of question #as i think this wraps up my feelings on the matter pretty nicely #ive been on the other end of discourse like this but I've come to change my views on how we express ourselves in fandom #if something upsets you; you only have to leave #its that simple #so PLEASE please take care of yourself #people talkin #anon #not art #this is further incentive to get my ass on setting up that patreon LOLL #also umm.....i hate to break it to you..but if you enjoyed my pregnancy comic reveal with them....well.....#perhaps.....read a ..... sex ed book idk LOL #EDIT: I MEANT SAFE NOT UNSAFE GOOD LORD #also an added measure i have for this while not iron clad #is posting late at night in my timezone and avoiding timezone reblogs #so theres that i guess lOL #on the other hand im ..... also really proud that they come across as adults w/o me having to state it cause IM ASSUMING of how theyre draw #its also a little awkward to answer this on the heels of working on a comic about the intersection between this show #my personal experience and the trauma mentioned WOOPS #life is. weird.

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burning-thistles-bt · 1 year

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BLOSSOMKIT IS A GIRL?!?!

SINCE? FUCKING? WHEN?!?!

#THE SAME THING HAPPENED WITH ELDERKIT #like y'all i fucking swear they had no canon gender/were the other gender #LIKE WHAT #WHAT DO YOU *MEAN* THEY WERENT X GENDER IN CANON?????#guess this means Blossomkit is/will be trans /half-joking?#idk but they're born tom in our fic... maybsies... intersex.... hmmmm #much to think about #lolling thoughts #blossomkit #blossomtail #discovered this while trying to figure out Finchflight's age lmao....#elderkit #elderpaw #elderberry #warrior cats #warrior cats au #burning thistles #burning thistles au #random

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takenakamomozou · 2 years

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Do people hate card edits on this site lol.. anyways i was hungry

#its tumblr like. idgaf #jin sagami #akiomi kunugi #art//#i guess #not rlllllllly but idk where else to put it #The valentines day jin and akiomi cards got DMCAd by happyele when i got ratiod to hell on twt #loll

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diabeticgirl4 · 8 months

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I did it I finally got to the part where Travis romances his wife in dnd

#ignore me #maddie liveblogs cr2 #I'll have to watch the stream at some point bc I guess he turns Bright Red at it??? loll #I'm still kinda. eh. about all of it.#eyeroll but not in a bad way?#idk I'm sure they'll grow on me like most canon ships lol

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keeps-ache · 1 year

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at some point i'll start recording while i draw. mostly cuz i want to see what i did to get to this point but it'd be neat... if i did it hvhsd

#just me hi #i would like to be able to post that stuff too #it'd be neat :> if i-#but unfortunately i have what is called Bad Memory and zero knowledge of how to build a habit so i guess one day loll #like -I- would like to see what it looks like when i draw 5 hands in 30 minutes and nothing else. it'd be fun !!#sigh. but alas. past me does not think that far into the future #the furthest we think is 'hee hee scribble :3' and then black out for a thousand years #but that's ok‚ we have hands now :) (drawn hands)#//and i've been having trouble picking something to work on again lollll #you'd think that making refsheets for the Ch0ir would mean 'oh! there's a decent amount of interest in that to do something else with it!'#nO!! lol!! won't can't didn't lolll #wanted to work on my current favorite writing-project‚ nahp!! nothing there‚ don't even Touch the save file or kaPOOT #wanted to do Something‚ Anything with p1nk space and That didn't even leave my brain. Zero Action Involved 💯#//also had super really bad internet recently but that's ok. i guess i'll just go insane to the same 5 songs i have downloaded‚ it's ok :)#[<- lying so hard we are losing my mIND somebody send helP i'm blinking twice auhguhgruog]#and i also misplaced my sketchbook so i've spent some time just staring out windows and at my siblings to slightly offput them. very #therapeutic i highly recommend 👍#//idk why i keep adding a second C to recommend. when did that start happening #every time without fail! reccommend is recomends sibling‚ and they're both recommends cousins #and don't even Mention reccomend! pah‚ that guy's insufferable #/see why can i spell congratulations beautiful insufferable ingenuity and poltergeist right on the first try but i can't (ex.) SPEEL.#these rules are dumb. from now on watever happesn hapens #see cuz i can get eh t letters but the odered is all wrong. and sometimes it's just staightr up the wrong word #like why did i just spell 'of course' ?? i meant 'backwards' ._.#and it's not even slepped right!! like hwat is goin on over there waith 'ovfc ousres'. they good orrr ??#likek whtatch me i can't get so many words wrong is none sentence s who even NEEDS aoutcorrect ouhfuohosug #meant 'can' but who cares fvfvbshfj #how does one hit an apostrophe by accident. tha ansswer is Magic obvisouly #liek i know i mispell kinda often but i reall y go through these things so often cuz i just have wonlyky fingers! they do they're own thisg #they like to dance!! and condgind is n't always coordinated

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chqnified · 2 months

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The unnecessary digs from people on the daily lmao and it's almost always on what i wear. Like nobody asked, you look like you blindfolded chose your outfit from primark love.

#the new one is 'when are you never in some sort of designer shit' .#the other day was 'omg nooo it looks like it could be saying something inappropriate loll“ ... do you need new prescription glasses?#or don't you think that's too short?#you're not wearing it so i don't think it concerns you #i dress myself in a particular style. i get it. but at least it's something different lmfao. even if you don't like it yourself #idk. i call it main character behaviour. that's how i go about most things.#got cheated on? I'm main character #people bitching about me? main character core #had a comically shit day? main character things #i think I've only ever really gotten digs made about my clothes tbh.#that and the way i think / what i do. but in terms of #people HATED it when i just woke up and said it was time for a new job.#i was called a self entitled bitch for actually thinking i could just go get another job like that #but guess who did. got offers from every single application i made . and that made people madder #but what could they say. it wasn't the so called delusion they claimed it to be.#i'm sorry i know what i want lmfao #ket tag

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flower-yi · 4 months

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VERITAS RATIO who knows many a things—most of them beyond you, in all honesty—but cannot form the epiphany that the fluttering in his chest at the sight of you is love.

all his realizations of the late are centered around you. it is you that forces him to act all soft, gentle, tender and all things that he has never thought that he would ever feel. it's outrageous that he finds himself speaking in a low voice, explaining to you concepts that you should understand at this point—seriously, have you not been paying attention?—but his usual attitude is flipped on its back, and he cannot help but get lost in the wonder your eyes are sparkling in.

veritas notices that his patience—usually short—is lengthened even when you ask a question that has him deadpan at you, slowly succumbing to irritation but you look expectant, too used to him answering each and every of your questions. since when have you started relying on him for knowledge? it is known that you are smart as he is.

he is aware that the disease known as ignorance is difficult to treat when the blind worship of genii remains rampant. he has told you many times never to repeat the idiotic actions of those around you, to never once worship a genius.

but you only respond with a smile, and some knowing look in your eye. veritas has half the mind to question it but disregards the impulse with a sigh.

(it's because you have no need of worshiping one, really. you suppose it is enough to replace the blind worship he talks about—because you are sure you are not blindly loving him.)

#hanyi-writing #veritas ratio #dr ratio #honkai star rail #veritas ratio x reader #dr ratio x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #THE BRAINROT WAS SO STRONG I HAD TO FORCE MYSELF TO POST THIS 😩#or i'm never shutting up about veritas lol #ok look i used genii instead of genius cuz it sounds pompous/arrogant af lol. i know veritas in the quest says geniuses #but seriously genii is better lolll (i guess they used geniuses cuz he isn't that pompous?? 🤣🤣 im cackling loll idk)#OK I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO PUT IT INTO WORDS BUT MC'S LOVE IS LIKE... REVERENTIAL???? ugh who knows anymore i just want to kiss him!#i guess it's like an argenti type of beat?!?!? even that type of love is beyond me... oops...

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igbylicious · 4 months

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knockout [woosan x reader]

pairing: woosan x f reader

rating: 18+

genre: smut, boxer au, friends with benefits

summary: Wooyoung invites you over to play after San wins his latest match.

wc: 3.9k

warnings: boxer San, manager Wooyoung, threesome, consensual somnophilia (San is the one asleep), blow job, hand job, spit kink, face-sitting, cunnilingus, face-fucking, choking on cock, cumplay (eating and sharing), dirty talk, San has bruises, they use the pet names ‘baby’ and ‘good girl’ for you but no pronouns, established Woosan, San is whiny while he sleeps but gets cocky when awake, Wooyoung is a mischievous lil’ shit (affectionate) the whole way through

a/n: my first ateez fic! please consider a like/reblog if you like it (❁´◡`❁)

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Your phone buzzes late at night, and you already know who it is before looking. You tear yourself away from the TV and check your messages, where you find a selfie from Wooyoung.

His hair is getting longer, pushed back with sunglasses resting on top of his head. (Even though it’s already dark out. Poser.) He wears a black-and-white shirt with a busy pattern and just one button too many undone, a heavy silver necklace around his neck. But all of that is just a sideshow to the main point of the selfie; Wooyoung is winking cheekily at the camera, holding up a big wad of cash. San won the match.

does this mean takeout is on you guys next time? you text him. After a brief pause you add, also congratulations i guess

(But the dismissive tone is just for show, riling each other up a natural part of your relationship with Wooyoung. You’re smiling as you press send, knowing how much a win means to him and San, how hard they work for it.)

Your phone buzzes again. you should come over

for takeout?

idk about takeout but there’s definitely a meal in it for you 😏😜😘🍆💦

You can’t decide whether to grin or roll your eyes at the message and its string of emojis at the end, but you do send Wooyoung an affirmative text back. Your face decides on a grin as you put your phone down, a spark of excitement coursing through you. Guess you’re going out tonight after all.

This thing between you and San and Wooyoung has been going on long enough that usually you don’t even bother dressing up for them anymore, but hey, it’s a special occasion, right? So you slip on some lacy underwear and wiggle into a cute dress, and do a quick check in the mirror to make sure you’re looking at least halfway decent. (Not too much fuss. Wooyoung did text you in the middle of the night.)

Just before you go, your phone buzzes one last time; Wooyoung warns you to send a text once you get to the apartment, not ring the door. At first you do not give it too much thought; they do live in a crappy old place, might just be that the doorbell is broken.

But then the added photo loads, and you see San is conked out on the couch, sitting with spread legs and his head lolled back, mouth slightly hanging open. Apparently he hasn’t even changed clothes since the match, wearing a dirty white tank top and a smattering of bruises across his tanned skin. His dark hair is a mess, pretty lips set in a natural pout while he sleeps.

Immediately, a fresh buzz of excitement surges through you. There is a whole new layer of thrill to this invitation now.

After driving over, you send Wooyoung a text that you’ve arrived. He opens the door for you with a bright grin, and puts a quick finger to his lips to indicate you have to be quiet. His sunglasses have disappeared somewhere between making a selfie and your arrival, saving him a roasting from you. He gives your dress an appreciative once-over, and casually kisses your cheek as he lets you in, resting his hand on the small of your back. His good mood is incredibly obvious, fingers brushing against the top of your ass.

You slip off your shoes and step further into the apartment. The place is a bit messy as always, furnished with a combo of thrift-shop finds, stuff they won off bets, and random things donated by friends. (Even their old van is a hand-me-down, though you have no idea where they got it from.)

The result is a home that’s chaotic, but friendly. Shelves piled with keepsakes, stories attached to everything they own. And for all the messiness, at least they do keep it somewhat clean.

There is a desk in the corner, with a few neat piles of paper money on top. Clearly Wooyoung was in the middle of counting — and accounting, his books laying open with a pen next to them. Despite all his antics, Wooyoung is actually pretty responsible with money. He knows that he needs to be, never sure when they’ll get their next win. (You suspect they run a few less-than-legal stints on the side, but neither seems too keen on making that their main gig.)

And then there is San, sitting on their old couch. Still fast asleep.

“Look how tired,” Wooyoung murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. “He worked so hard today, I thought we should reward him. How about it, hm? Don’t you think he deserves a prize for taking home the victory?”

You lick your lips, a sharp craving growing in the pit of your stomach at the sight of San’s soft, sleeping face. As far as you are concerned, you are the one getting a prize here. It’s been a long time since you last had the chance to indulge in this particular kink; it can be tricky to coordinate when you don’t actually live in the same house.

And San makes such pretty noises when he’s asleep.

Wooyoung grins at the expression on your face. “Good girl,” he whispers indulgently, pressing one last kiss on your cheek before he playfully slaps your ass, pushing you towards the couch.

You glare back at him, even if the slap sent a crackle of pleasure through you. Just out of principle, to let Wooyoung know he can’t get away with everything. (He can absolutely get away with everything.)

But then you shift your focus to San, getting on your knees in front of him as quietly as possible. He usually is a deep sleeper but still, you are not about to risk waking him too early. You do take a moment to just look at him; to take in the way his broad chest moves with slow, even breaths.

The hard, battered muscles of his body are completely relaxed now, arms laying uselessly on the couch. There are marks on his knuckles, and it’s odd to think he was using those same fists to beat someone up, all for a cash prize, just a mere few hours ago. He looks so soft now. Not for the first time, you marvel at how handsome he is, the sharp cut of his jawline, pronounced cheekbones and pouty lips. So damn gorgeous, even with bruises marring his face, a particularly nasty one on the corner of his mouth. You want to kiss it, but you tuck that thought away for later.

San’s legs are already conveniently spread for you to shuffle close; could be a happy coincidence, could be that San was expecting this. Expecting you.

(This was a conversation you had long ago, where he’d given you a free pass to ‘wake’ him if an opportunity presented itself. It is entirely possible that he and Wooyoung discussed this before contacting you, and something about the idea of San falling asleep while thinking of your mouth on his dick makes you squirm in the best way.)

You press a hand against the front of his sweats, feeling the outline of his cock. You squeeze it with a light touch, give the impressive length a gentle stroke, and delight at the little “Hmm” that San sighs out.

Encouraged by the sound, you pull down the waistband of San’s sweats just enough so you can take his cock out, heavy in your hand. Still soft, though he gives a beautiful twitch when your thumb runs across a vein across the underside.

Your eyes glance up when Wooyoung sits down, just as carefully as you had been. He is slouched next to San with an arm slung across the back of the couch, fingers ghosting against San’s hair but never touching, while he raises his other hand to bite at his thumb. Uncharacteristically quiet, watching with rapt attention.

Heat pools between your thighs, you love being on display for him, teasing a sleeping San. You’re keenly aware of how your dress has ridden up, your ass sticking out, your neckline low enough for an ample view of your cleavage — though you’re sure it’s your hand that has Wooyoung’s full attention right now, wrapped around his lover’s slowly hardening dick.

You gather saliva in your mouth, then let it dribble down on your fingers and San’s cock. He moans, shifting slightly, lips parting a little wider as you take advantage of the easier slide of your palm. The sound goes right to your core; San’s moans are just a bit shallower when he is asleep, a bit more high-pitched. More needy.

More noises start to slip from his lips as you slowly stroke the length of his thick cock, thumb playing against his slit. Sometimes his hips shift to follow your movement, but he does not wake, his conscious mind unaware of your fist working him to full hardness.

San is getting beautifully flushed, a redness blooming across his cheeks and neck as he lets out a faint whimper, brow furrowed. It is always a fun game, to see how far you can take him before he wakes up — before you are treated to that toe-curling moment of aroused disorientation on San’s face, that split-second where he can’t quite figure out why he is so fucking horny until he sees you, nested between his thighs, and a sleepy yet cocky grin breaks out on his face.

But it’s not come so far yet; San is still under the hold of his tired slumber. His breath hitches as your fist twists around the head of his cock, almost like a little hiccup, precum mingling with your spit. You know you can’t hold off your impatience for much longer.

Wooyoung is still staring, though his eyes wander between San’s cock and the wiggle of your ass, his cheeky tongue dipping out to wet his lips. His gaze is heated, intense, and the slight asymmetry of his eyelids makes his stare only more attractive and striking, dotted by the little mole under his eye. He worries his bottom lip with his teeth as he watches, but grins when he catches you watching him in turn. He leans forward, elbow on his knees, and beckons for you to offer your hand.

You do so, and watch how Wooyoung decadently works his mouth and lets a thick globule of spit fall past his lips, onto your waiting palm. His grin widens when you moan weakly as his saliva mingles with yours, with San’s precum, and generously gives you more until your hand is messy and slick. Finally satisfied, Wooyoung leans back with a flirty wink.

You make good use of Wooyoung’s ‘contribution’, pumping San just a little faster now. His noises start to pick up, face contorted with unaware pleasure as a small trail of drool escapes the corner of his mouth. It won’t be long now before he wakes. Honestly, you are surprised it has lasted this long at all; San’s fight must have been particularly strenuous tonight.

Just when you contemplate whether it’s time to get your tongue involved, Wooyoung suddenly gets up from the couch.

You try not to get distracted by him moving around behind you, keeping your focus on San, but then you feel a little tap against your ass. You turn your head to see him lying on his back, head between your feet with a shit-eating grin on his face.

Lift your ass up, he mouths and gestures simultaneously.

You do exactly that, allowing Wooyoung to slide under you with his hands on your waist, his face right underneath the flimsy scrap of lace that covers your dripping core, barely worth the name ‘underwear’. “Seriously?” you whisper, though even just the sight of him, raised eyebrow and ready to eat you out, has more arousal leaking into your thong.

“Hey, San isn’t the only one who worked hard for this match,” Wooyoung whispers quietly, wetting his lips. “Don’t I deserve a reward, too?”

Well… If Wooyoung’s idea of a reward is to have you ride his face, then who are you to deny him? You really keep getting the better deal out of their hard-earned victory. Still, you roll your eyes at him, just to let him know how ridiculous you think he’s being, though the increasingly damp spot on your underwear tells Wooyoung all he needs to know.

He lets out a pleased, dark chuckle as you lower yourself down, his hands gripping tighter onto your waist as he positions you for the best angle. He does not even bother to pull the scrap of lace aside, happily eating you out through it.

San whines when your fingers squeeze around him, liquid oozing from the tip, his hips stuttering lightly before he settles back down. His cock is flushed dark, pulsing in your hand, but it is hard to focus on him right now. A lazy hand continues to stroke him while you struggle to focus on anything but Wooyoung’s muffled moans against your sopping heat.

You bite your lip to keep silent, hips moving on their own accord as Wooyoung’s nose presses against your clit, his mouth undeterred by the obstruction of lace as he makes a sloppy mess of your cunt, eagerly lapping away.

Wooyoung is rarely this quiet, but today he foregoes his usual dirty talk and running commentary to direct his full attention on reducing you to a mindless mess. He is a fiend with his mouth either way, thick swipes of his tongue and grazing teeth, mouth suckling at you through the now-ruined lace.

It takes all your self-control to stay on task, to not get distracted by the sound of a zipper, and soon after the wet noise of Wooyoung jerking himself off, still moaning against your leaking cunt. You shake yourself out of it, wrapping your lips around just the head of San’s cock, licking at the steady stream of precum while you use both hands to work his length. He twitches in your mouth, and for a moment you wonder if he’s going to cum without even waking up at all.

But then Wooyoung uses his nose to nudge your thong aside and sucks directly at your clit, and you moan loudly around San’s cock at the sudden stimuli.

San starts awake at the vibration, his hips reflexively jerking forward. You happily meet his thrust to gag on him, making San hiss a throttled curse. “F-fuck, what’s-ahhh—”

His hand flies to your hair, instinctively holding you in place. Your eyes tear up as he hits the back of your throat and stays there, but you can still glance upward to look at him — and he’s a fucking sight to behold. Bleary-eyed and disoriented, his mouth slack and panting hard for breath as he tries to get his bearings. Eyes landing on you, his cock twitching as understanding dawns. The moment is every bit as beautiful as you had imagined.

“Look who it is, Sannie,” Wooyoung grins when he notices San is awake, taking a break from tongue-fucking you. “Came over just to congratulate you. Ain’t that sweet?”

“Fuck,” San chokes out, his voice gravelly from sleep. He hisses sharply when you hollow your cheeks and give a light suck, drawing a low groan. Slowly, the sleep retreats from his eyes and is replaced by a dark alertness, though his face is still flushed, his body tired.

Lazily, he lets you continue doing what you do, only stroking your hair in encouragement as he releases you, letting you return to shallower bobs of your head. “Fuck, baby, just like that,” he groans, biting his lip. Once again, your attention is drawn to the bruise on the corner of his mouth, aching to be kissed — but your own mouth is preoccupied. Later, you promise yourself. There will be time for that later.

As expected, San’s moans are a little deeper now he is awake, slowly rocking his hips as he watches you take him further with every pass of your mouth. You wonder if he’s even aware of the difference in his sounds, or if that’s just a little secret for you and Wooyoung to know.

Speaking of Wooyoung — now that he doesn’t have to keep quiet for San, he gets talkative again. “Use me, baby,” he groans, his fingers digging into your ass. “Come on, ride me a little harder. Don’t be shy. Smear that wet pussy all over my face.”

You don’t need to be told twice, enthusiastically granting Wooyoung’s request. He moans happily as you fuck yourself on his tongue, any further words muffled between your thighs. You’d worry about whether Wooyoung can even breathe, except he has a death-grip on your hips and refuses to let you slow down. His nose repeatedly bumps into your clit, sending sparks through you every time, your moans reverberating around San.

San grunts at the feeling, voice husky and low. But as attractive as the sound is… some part of you wants to hear his whimper again. Just to see if you can make him do it.

Well. There are a few sure-fire ways you know to push San to the very limit and beyond — and one of them is immediately available to you.

He was already pushing deep inside your mouth, but you do your best to relax your throat and surge forward, your nose brushing his pelvis as you choke yourself on his cock, then pull back to do it again. And again. A lewd, wet gurgle filling the room every time, your throat constricting as you strain around his thick shaft, tears burning in your eyes.

San groans at your renewed efforts, a greed shining in his sharp eyes when he realises what you’re doing, what you are asking him to do. His fingers scrape your scalp as they embed tighter around the strands of hair. Recognising the unspoken invitation to fuck your mouth as hard as he wants.

“That’s it,” he growls, “you know how I like it. Choke on my cock, hm? I’ll stuff you until you can’t breathe.”

You can barely breathe already; it’s hard to pull in air through your nose like this, with San steadily rocking his hips forward. You go slack in his hold, just letting him use you to his liking, trying to curl your tongue around the underside of his cock in the way you know drives him up the wall.

Wooyoung makes a noise when you slump down on his face, and you try to catch yourself but he won’t have it, only sucking more eagerly onto your clit as he grabs onto your thighs to keep you in place. You moan loudly, and San curses in response, his breath getting pitchy.

It’s working, you realise. It’s not as much as when he is asleep, but slowly a whiny lilt creeps into San’s voice as he uses your throat, his face contorted with pained pleasure.

Your head starts to spin, the barrage of sensations threatening to overwhelm you. Slick sounds and deep moans, a heady scent of arousal permeating the air. San’s cock obstructing your breath, his little whines; Wooyoung’s tongue nimbly flicking against your clit, his hands squeezing at the soft meat of your thighs. You’re tilting, slowly but surely, right over the edge when Wooyoung sucks harshly, exactly when San whimpers.

It hits you like a freight train, the violent force of it enough to have you sobbing around San’s cock. You tremble and shake as electricity surges through you, only held up by San and Wooyoung’s hold on you.

Your garbled cries take San over the edge with you, though he still has enough restraint to pull back slightly, no longer nudging against your gag reflex. He shudders with a tight hiss, clumsy fingers catching in your hair as he spills hot seed inside your mouth.

You almost choke again; it’s messy, and there is a lot, leaving you to wonder if San has been abstaining before the match. Lately you certainly haven’t done more with them than casual texts or hangouts, but can make no assumptions about what he and Wooyoung get up to when you’re not around.

You try your best not to swallow it down — and not spill a single drop, either. At the latter, you don’t succeed entirely, a thin wet trail dribbling down your lips when San pulls out and slumps back onto the couch with a final, loud groan. But when Wooyoung gets out from underneath to sit next to you, and pushes a thumb on your bottom lip to show him, you can proudly stick out your tongue to him, sticky whiteness on display.

“Good girl,” Wooyoung purrs, fondly cupping your cheek. “Don’t even need me to tell you anymore, huh? So well-behaved for us.”

You moan contently at the praise, and again when Wooyoung eagerly puts his lips on you, sloppily lapping up San’s cum from your chin, your lips, until his tongue invades your mouth for a proper meal. You can taste yourself on him while Wooyoung tastes San, who is watching it all with a small, cocky grin, teeth flashing at you.

Wooyoung lets out a needy moan as he drinks deep, his tongue sliding against yours in a heady dance. He grabs for your hand, guiding you down to his still-hard cock, hot and weeping precum. Your fingers are still messy and slick, making it easy for you to jerk him off while he continues to hungrily kiss you, licking up every last drop he can reach.

It’s less of a challenge to make Wooyoung whimper, but the sound is no less exciting for it, his high-pitched moans like music to your ears. He cums messily in your hand, some spilling onto your dress. With a final bite to your bottom lip, he pulls away from your mouth, eyes heavy-lidded and looking thoroughly fucked out, lips swollen and shiny from the essences of both you and San. You grin at him, lifting your hand to suck his cum off your fingers.

Only then do you turn to San, who is indulging himself with slow strokes on his cock while he still watches you and Wooyoung intently.

“Congratulations on the match,” you say casually, cum-stained fingers lingering on your lips.

San’s grin returns to his face and he grabs your hand to pull you into his lap…where you finally get to kiss that bruise on the corner of his mouth. He winces as you press up to him, and you can hear Wooyoung grouse next to you.

“Be careful with him, alright? That’s my meal ticket you got there,” he complains, dusting himself off as he gets back on his feet.

But San wraps his arms around you, keeping you captive. “You don’t have to be that careful,” he murmurs against your mouth, his hands firmly planted on your ass as he grinds you against his crotch. The night is not over quite yet.

-☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧-

An indeterminate time and a thorough shower later, you are sitting snugly between San and Wooyoung on their shabby old couch. They graciously borrowed you some clothes, leaving you cosily wrapped in a pair of San’s sweats and one of Wooyoung’s oversized hoodies. In your hands you have freshly delivered takeout, enjoying a hot meal together with the guys.

Their treat, of course.

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beiasluv · 7 months

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arrow and papaya | o. piastri (81)

a/n: idk what I am doing. Enjoyyy

yourinsta

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landonorris what are you doing in mclaren 🤺

yourinsta wymm 😔

mclaren it’s on me, guys. I invited her here

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yourinsta’s story

landonorris: I am. but not for you 🥱

: i hate you 😔

landonorris: love you too, but I guess oscar does more

: good for me 😚

landonorris: ew 🤨

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yourinsta p5. tough quali today, hoping for a better tmr 💙 mercedesamgf1

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yourinsta thank you, os!

username yn calling oscar ‘os’??? this is my thirteenth reason

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yourinsta yessss, i promise 🙏

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yourinsta thank you for p3! mercedesamgf1 ! here’s the race pic dump 😁 a wild landonorris taking pic like a grandpa. also, scuddriaferrari, control your drivers please :(

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oscarpiastri how could you do this to me 😔

yourinsta wymm, you are the most good looking hash brown.

oscarpiastri of course. 😎

landonorris i am not a grandpa. I know how to use emoji ironically

yourinsta ik grandpa, it’s time for bed 😙

landonorris and it’s time you go back to yo team

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landonorris no one. can do this. except me ;)

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landonorris what about my compensation?

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yourinsta respectfully, another pic dump 🧡

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mclaren respectfully, indeed. 🧡

mercedesamgf1 respectfully, yn. you’re our driver 🙁💙

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landonorris BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE.

yourinsta CRIMINAL OFFENSIVE SIDE EYES

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username can we get a yn.png?????

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yourinsta i think I look good in any merch 😔✊

oscarpiastri of course.

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yourinsta am i still your favorite driver??

mercedesamgf1 of course, just a little bit behind oscar

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landonorris mate where is my promotion??

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Should I make the fans reaction?? Loll

Like, comment, reblog if you liked it. If not, im going to find you 😙 jk

Today’s a great day to take care of yourself!!

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lovphobic · 2 years

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84 PUBLIC playlists is crazy because I'm assuming you have many more private ones too. How do you keep track of them? I mix up two of my playlists constantly

well i have 11 in my wip folder (aka where playlists go to die LMFAO) and 6 friend playlists hidden (because we dont talk anymore but it just feels mean to delete them) but really thats about all the private ones! so. not as many as u wouldve thought i bet JKGHDFJKGSHK

#tbh 2 of the wip playlists can be deleted but theyre tied to the memory of a fic ill never finish so im sentimental :(#fun stats. my longest playlist is 836 songs; 49 hours and 19 minutes #second longest playlist excluding my yearly playlists for obvious reasons is max's friend playlist :)#my most popular playlist unfortunately is an among us one because i love cashing in on hype #i think i recently took it off my profile though #SEE idk what it means when it says public #bc some playlists i have ARENT PRIVATE they just arent on my profile. thats a somewhat new update they rolled out and its fucking my stats #up* ran out of room loll #3 playlists from my misc folder can be added to the tally in the body of the ask i guess then if you consider not on my profile to be #private. GOD I KEEP RUNNING OUT OF ROOM. A BITCH LOVES TO TALK!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#edit: didnt tell u how long their playlist is. 119 songs; 7 hours nd 1 minute #snail mail

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doumadono · 9 months

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(Since you wanted me here so much! HERE I AM BESTIE!)

🍑For Sinful Sunday🍆

I am thinking about Hawks and well... he is a bird yeah?

So how about Hawks going into his spring season??? Him being all nice and sweet, giving his s/o little gifts, him LITERALLY building a nest... ONLY TO FUCK IN THERE FOR DAYS! Until his pretty mate is tired and full of seed to the point it's leaking out. Of cours it's not like he is done just yet 😏😏😏

(Hoenstly... idk what I am doing here! Love you gurl!)

SINFUL SUNDAY

Spring was the mating season for birds, and you could likely guess how it affected Keigo. During this time, he constantly felt a fiery heat, and his sexual desire became noticeably heightened.

"It's spring," he moaned. His hips surged forward, making you gasp around his thick shaft, his reddened tip hit the back of your throat again as you were giving him the head.

Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes as he began slamming his cock down your throat, his pace rough and rapid, almost primal.

Did he mean it was mating season? You had indeed observed other avian-like traits in him lately — those little trinkets he proudly displayed on his desk at work, the absent-minded whistling as he strolled through the office. Yet, you never thought mating season could be among them!

His words tumbled out hastily, almost strained, as if forming complete sentences was far beyond him. His rut had utterly consumed him. “Fuck, gonna cum soon.” His pace quickened as his entire length was being forced down your tight throat. His wings trembled and unfolded as he cum into your mouth.

The instant his taste met your tongue, an involuntary moan escaped you.

"Fuck, dove. I need you, right now," he growled, his lips brushing against yours as he helped you up to your feet. His hand ventured between you, shifting your underwear aside as two fingers delved into your dripping warmth. Another guttural growl escaped his lips. "Oh, fuck, I gotta fuck you. So incredibly wet," he murmured, pushing you down on the bed that looked rather like a huge nest with all those pillows and blankets, his hand wrapping around his aching cock, pumping it several times, gliding it between your slick folds to immerse it in your intoxicating wetness shortly after. Hawks aligned himself with your entrance, impelling himself entirely inside you with one fluid motion. Your gasp of pleasure was truly a music to his ears. He began pounding into you relentlessly, filling the air with an unmistakably lewd and wet squelching sounds. "Oh, oh, fuck!" He clung to your hips with an intensity that hinted at marks to come, and his fervent kisses trailed from your cheek down to the pulse point on your neck, each one growing increasingly passionate and sloppy. "You belong to me," he panted, his thrusts becoming increasingly sloppy. "All mine," his voice, drenched in overwhelming desire, reverberated with a deep, primal hunger.

Your cunt clinched against him as your head lolled back on the pile of pillows.

Hawks deftly angled his hips, hitting that spongy, sensitive spot deep within you, and in an instant, your climax devoured you. Your walls clenched tightly around his throbbing dick, creating a frothy white ring at the base. "Oh, Keigo, yes!"

This was sufficient to push him over the brink too. His hips spasmed against yours as he released his hot semen deep within you. "Ah, fuck! My sexy baby bird," Hawks grunted, laying on top of you. "Took all of my seed so well. Hope you'll get round with my offspring soon."

#doumadonos sinful sunday 🔥#sinful sunday #mha smut #bnha smut #my hero academia smut #anime smut #smutty smut smut #smutty blurb #asked and answered #sinful sunday anon #anonymous #divider by cafekitsune #hawks smut #keigo takami smut #keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #hawks x reader smut

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buggy-samaaa · 8 months

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Touching his neck...stump. yep. Smut. Non-con? IDK THIS IS WEIRD

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You had been babysitting Buggy's head lately, and the two of you had hit it off. Buggy flirted incessantly, and you returned the flirts just as much, to the detriment of the rest of the crew's sanity.

One day, you asked Buggy an interesting question.

"Can you feel your ... um. I'm not sure what to call it. The stump? Of your neck."

Buggy raised an eyebrow. "Well, yeah, it's part of my body, duh."

You were still curious about it. "It looks really smooth. Can I touch you there?"

Buggy tried to squirm away as you reached out for him. "Wha-- No!! That's weird!"

"Why?? Does it tickle or something? C'mon, let me touch!"

Buggy tried to hop back with the momentum of his head turning, but he ended up falling and presenting the stump to you. "Ah, shit," he muttered. "This is not permission! I'm simply in an unfortunate position! Lift me up, now!"

It was eerily smooth, the stump. So perfectly flat. Surely it felt like skin, but it looked rubbery? You wondered if it would feel slippery like a sting ray.

"You're doing a lot of not-helping right now," Buggy said, trying to roll and get a look at you, but he just managed to fall sideways and squish his cheek against the table. "Ow! Babe I'm serious, don't touch me there."

You inched forward, still sorely tempted by the wiggling mass.

"Hey-- HEY--" Buggy started shouting as your flat palm got closer to his neck stump. "WAIT WAIT WAIT--"

It was too late, you had already pressed your palm against him. It WAS slippery. And soft, but it had no give to it. Like touching, well, a stump of a tree, but it was... flesh. It was quite possibly the strangest thing you'd ever touched. Then you realized that Buggy had gone silent for once.

Buggy was biting his lip, hard, eyes squeezed shut. You blinked and pulled your hand away, which caused him to release his breath and open his eyes. "Okay, you've had your fun, now get me up."

"What does it feel like?" You asked, still ignoring his request.

"If I answer, will you PLEASE set me upright?"

"Yes."

Buggy searched for the words. "It's like... I have a wound, and someone pushed their hand inside of it and felt around. But it doesn't hurt. Just feels... super unsettling." He shuddered, remembering the sensation. Buggy waited for you to pick up his head and replace it on the table, but you weren't moving to do so. "...Babe?" he said tentatively. Then he gasped involuntarily when you set two fingers against his stump. "C'mon, you promised--" he was cut off by another gasp when you slowly caressed it. "Baby, you gotta stop," he begged, getting slightly pink in the face.

"It seems like... you kinda like it," you say with surprise. "Is that true?" You run your thumb along the edge slowly. Buggy made a high-pitched sound and shuddered, growing pinker.

"N-No!" he said unconvincingly. But he let out a little moan when you ran your knuckles across the skin. Then he felt your hair tickle his neck as you got close, on your knees in front of the table. "Oh, God," he mumbled, sweating, and he swallowed hard.

You hesitated before you leaned in and breathed against his stump.

"Oh, God oh God oh God," Buggy kept mumbling, starting to pant.

You pressed a soft, slow kiss against the center of his stump.

"Ffff--Fuck--" Buggy said thickly, almost wheezing.

Then you licked it, a long stripe ending in another sweet kiss.

Buggy's tongue lolled out of his mouth as it opened wide with a strangled moan. "Ah--Babe--Please--" he cried, breathing shakily.

Suddenly, the doorknob squeaked. Buggy let out a relieved groan when you quickly stood and placed his head upright where it had been before. Sanji walked in with a smile. His smile faltered when he realized how heavily both of you were breathing, and he noticed your red faces and lack of eye contact. Sanji backed up to the door, opened it again, and left the room awkwardly.

"He knows!" Buggy hissed at you.

"As if he could ever guess!" You hissed back. "He probably thought we were just kissing!"

"Yeah, 'cause I get covered in sweat when I kiss somebody," Buggy spat back at you sarcastically. "Either he knows, or my reputation as a make-out magician has gone completely out the window."

You both sat in seething silence for a moment. "It did feel good though, didn't it?" you asked with a mischievous smile.

Buggy pouted and turned his head away as much as he could. "Once I get my body back, you're gonna wish you'd never tried anything."

"Don't threaten me with a good time. I'll do it again and more, just you wait."

#buggy the clown #s/i x buggy #buggy x reader #buggy x y/n #buggy x you #my fic

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getoswhore · 2 years

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Well by butt stuff i mean .....

Whether they enjoy anal sex or just like playing with readers ass in general . You know , like the age old question "ass or tits "

Idk now I'm flustered *smiles cutely*

‘ ANALIZED! — multi jjk men.

☰ ft : getō, gojo, toji, nanami, choso, naoya x f! reader

+ synopsis : how the jjk men prefer to take it up your perk little ass.. | est. 1.9k wc

cw/tw : pwp + separate smut, anal!!!, gaping, praising (getō), vibrator usage on reader (getō, nanami), pet names (puppy, angel, sweetheart), slight degrading (naoya), spanking (naoya), mentions of creampie, overstimulation, established relationships.

☰ SUGURU GETŌ ,

— he loves your pretty little perk ass so much, only all because he knows just how drunk you get off of his fat cock sinking into your perk little rim; your cute puppy eyes makes his chest swell in wicked pride and adding some little toys only adds more to the fun.

“cute.. just like a little puppy.” getō admires with a feral view of your head lolling back and tongue almost rolling out of your watering mouth as he rears his hips–heavy knot nearly popping out your little rim only to barrel himself back in hastily.

eyes knocking to the back of your head, the cruel stretch his cock forces makes your back arch off the bed, only to stiffen quick at the cold contact of the vibrating toy pressing harder against your puffy clit.

it's as if there was no escape; his cock filling you to the hilt, the special little wand playing idly at your weeping bundle of nerves, even to his free hand toying with your perk breast–twisting hard and firm at the pebbled peaks. all around, pleasure spikes through your body, waves of euphoria pulse through you.

and batting begging eyes as each sensitive spot of you was being used–used for his own greed only makes the sauntering man to press harder into you; the fat crown of his cock kissing deep till you squeal out on mercy.

not even audible words can fumble out, only whimpers and groans as getō starts up a mean rhythm; his strong hips bucking hard against your aching ones, skin slapping at each rough contact at each long and languid, quick and filling stroke he delivers with animalistic intent to make you cry out for him some more..

☰ SATORU GOJO ,

— gojo is an asshole himself <3 so enjoys playing with your little rim as he fucks your cunt. he like to surprise you by slipping a thumb into your little ass, or drool out a wad of spit over it to make it shine all prettily, or even “accidentally” slipping his cock into the wrong hole.

eyes peeling back wide at the foreign feel of your little rim being stretched overwhelmingly quick. an ear ringing cry pours out from your quivering mouth, “saturo! what the hell?!” body jolting in agony at the sudden fill, gojo only let's out a small huff.

“oh! oops, guess i was going too fast ‘n slipped out..” he trails off, pretty cock still prodding at your bruised rim, “hm, well it's already halfway in.. might as well just keep going?” he teases with an annoying smirk wickedly playing at his slicked lips.

eyes rolling, you nod with clammy-like hands gripping at the sheets as a safe haven. and gojo only gets all giddy-like behind you, hands rushing to tighten around your sides with a throbbing cock pulsing deep in anticipation.

he's steady, unlike the feral rhythm he had just a moment ago when he was fucking your sopping cunt; that now leaks with a web of slick clinging at your puffy folds. he's dipping in further with ease–the white translucent cream from your little weeping pussy still clings and drips around his cock, making comfort for the brutal stretch.

gojo is longer than he is thick, and taking in each inch of him was jolting your body almost into two. but the soothing hand holding a firm grasp around the soft mound of your ass reassures you as he pushes to the hilt..

☰ TOJI FUSHIGURO ,

— toji admires every inch of you and this big ol’ man just wants to fuck and fill up all of your little holes :( he's greedy and he knows it–so he does enjoy fucking you in the ass, but not too often, he knows you ache too much afterward. it's like a special little treat for him.

bringing you close with a hard reel at your hips, toji’s cock barrels deep into your little rim, pushing hard till there's a noticeable breathing gape when he pulls out to admire the filthy view.

“fuck, angel, you're takin’ me so well.” toji teases the fat crown of his cock around your perk rim before pressing back in; bright leafy eyes watching your little ass suck him back in greedily.

“so fuckin’ well.” his words are more breathy like, sucking in air through his teeth at the tight squeeze you wrap around him with. and it feels as if his cock only gets harder, pulsing bigger at each pump he delivers; strong hips hitting cruelly against yours, making the underside of your thighs to tingle into cold numbness.

you wish to cry out his name, but the battle to hardly breathe as toji barrels his cock into your aching ass makes it impossible. the full sheath of his cock stuffing you to the hilt knocks the air out of your lungs, robbing that needed inhale and buckling it quick into a sob.

even his rough hands squeezing at your sides boggles at your mind, almost animalistic as clipped fingernails scrape down them to pull you in harder..

☰ KENTO NANAMI ,

— nanami is a very busy man, he doesn't get to fuck you often due to his hectic schedule, but when he gets a hold of you, he's never letting go. he takes all of his chances to fill up all of your little holes whenever he can.

nanami’s movements are gentle. he's taking his time with you, sliding his cock in smoothly after stuffing your slippery cunt full of warm and sticky cum–and the slick is barely making ease for your little rim with his cock.

he watches the way your pretty face scrunches up as he does, “you okay, sweetheart? want the vibrator to relax you some more?” his hands are already reaching for the little white wand and flicking the switch till it buzzed.

with a bitten lower lip catching between your teeth, your eyes flutter as the toy presses against your clit; enough pressure added to feel it tingle at your core, sending a churn to your stomach in pure bliss.

nanami keeps it still knowing where you like it exactly as he pushes in deeper, forcing a cruel stretch. but the subtle pain and sloppy drool of cum leaking out of your cunt and dribbling down to your perk ass eases that ache into soothing euphoria.

his cock stretches your tighter walls deliciously, almost perfectly, all too in an over-barring way even. enough to make your chest heave, skin to spike with goosebumps, and a used sopping cunt to greedily clench around nothing in need..

☰ CHOSO ,

— choso isn't the best at understanding the human body–especially with a woman's. he's just getting used to the crazed feel of your pussy wrapping around his cock, but now with a new little hole to play with, he's almost barbaric. he can't stop fucking your little ass, he loves your rim so much.

drool. drool dribbles out from the corner of your lips as you get bounced hastily against choso’s cock. and he's making each stroke miserably long; pulling out merely till the leaking tip of his cock prods against your soft entrance before slipping back in to the hilt.

toes curling and hands shaking to grip at the sheets, choso’s head cranes back at the perfect rhythm he forces; his own hips almost aching at how hard he was barreling into you with.

throbbing cock buried deep, your brain almost mushes into slush, nothing but a buzzing kill tingling at your mind as he uses your little rim for his own greedy needs.

your skin pearls in sweat as choso works himself against you. his cock nudges deep at each swift buckle only to soon press his hips fully against yours, settling his throbbing cock between your tighter walls. his breathing is heavy, almost like some profound animal as he takes in the soft feel of your little ass squeezing around him–pulsing and throbbing at the vitriol.

and as you try to take this second of mercy, his cold silver-covered fingers squeeze firmly at your sides and reels you forward all again mercilessly..

☰ NAOYA ZENIN ,

— naoya loves ass–your ass. he stares at your ass all day every day. he loves squeezing and slapping the fat and watching it jiggle around. his mind is always boggling with filthy thoughts about sliding his cock between your soft mounds before fucking your perk little rim.

naoya almost drools over your shoulder as he swats down a mean hand against the soft mound of your ass. body jolting at the harsh ache delivered, your mind quickly focuses on the cruel stretch he forces your little rim to spread with.

“fuck. yes, take it. take it like the little cock whore you are.” he's stuffing you full, it's almost overwhelming; his leaking tip kisses deep at each strong buckle of his hips, and as he reels back to only clash back against you, his hands squeeze brutally hard at your soft skin.

tears even threaten to prick at your eyes–he's so rough and uncaring, his thoughts only bubbling around in his buzzing head is how deep he should cum into you, or how much harder he should fuck his little ungrateful wife, nothing about how heavy your breathing is due to him knocking it out every barring second.

only golden eyes peer down at your shaken frame with feral intent to keep on–to keep you whimpering out to him in begging mercy. and he does just that, fucking your perk little rim even harder.

your entire body aches and crawls with pure ecstasy, ecstasy that numbs at your brain feverishly, almost making you limp against him like a cute little ragdoll..

tags : @sparklingtragedy , @sauza , @kenmasbimbo , @atsumeii , @sacvh , @luvbladez , @dukina , @rynfushiguro14 >.<

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