clay beresford loves to bend you over his desk.
“clay… oh!” a large hand snakes up to your face, clamping it over your whiny mouth. you muffle needy, pathetic moans against his hand, eyes rolling back. “shhh,” his lips ghost against your ear, your body responding in a shudder. “c’mon, baby. you don’t want people hearing, no?” his cock teases your entrance once more, his tip running through your glistening folds.
your pencil skirt rests above the curve of your ass, and clay bites down on his lip at the sight. “wouldn’t want anyone else to see you like this, baby. my heart might give out.” and your eyebrows knit together, a moan slipping past your smothered lips as he slides back in. his other hand grips your hip tightly, pulling you closer to his cock, giving you no choice to move as he indulges in your sweet, tight heat. “fuck…” low and deep, he whispers, eyes fluttering shut at the sensation.
“does this excite you, my love? my considerate secretary… always such a dirty girl for me.” he punctuates his words with his deep thrusts, driving you nearly delirious as you take it. your weak attempts at moaning were no use, and clay couldn’t help the smile that adorned his lips as he watched you claw at his desk—the rustle of documents scattering from their original, neatly stacked piles. “leaving me a mess?” he leans down closer, his breath fanning across the back of your neck. you whimper, clenching around his twitching cock. “i’m treating you well, baby… and you’re leaving me a mess to clean up?” he taunts with a grin, his hips moving painfully slow.
he moves his hand, instead letting his fingers play at your lips before slipping two digits in. you suck softly, drool dripping down his long fingers as you force yourself into silence. “good girl, baby—fuck, you’re always so, so good… taking it well.”
he knows exactly how to push you, leaving you a disheveled mess, bent over his desk. it’s a ritual, one that always leaves your soaked underwear filled with his come—needing to run to the bathroom before it drips down your thighs. and clay… he’s addicted to it. addicted to the intense pounding of his heart, the high that comes with treating you so, so well.
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thinking so so sooooo much about how zelda going back in time and being with rauru, sonia, and minoru were parental in a way that was caring. zeldas father being so hard on her in botw about trying to unlock her powers, but in tears of the kingdom these 3 gave her encouragement even if all seemed impossible for her to get back to her time. they were gentle with her and truly treated her like family from their time. rauru and sonia filling that parent role and minoru being the aunt..
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small cute crossover ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡
(It's not ship, it's just partner drinking beer)
@majesticcorn2000 as a gift for your best creativity, I made a logo for you (´∧ω∧`*)🤍🌼
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happy holidays, everyone! ☃︎⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆𐙚
or happy sunday if you don't celebrate :) my family celebrates xmas on the twenty fourth.
wishing you all well! 𝔁𝓸𝔁𝓸・:*:。☃︎𓏲ּ₊˚⊹✧˚ ༘ ⋆。♡˚ֶָ֢
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Happy Christmas everyone ♡♡♡ I hope you all have a lovely day regardless if you celebrate or not!!! Ilyyyy
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🎀 Good Thursday 🎀
Got to finally talk to my gmom today ^.^ n had a nice funny talk lmaoaao then I did my makeup really cute today too ♡♡♡ the pink eyeshadow always does the trick💗 got new shoes as a early bday gift, its converse boots sort of and I dont feel confident in them yet😅 but soon tho, gotta do a bit of adulting and back to girl rot XDDD I am overthinking a bit on what my brothers will gift me but whatever it is I'll love it no high expectations <3
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truly meant to be (yes i logged in just for this <3)
"Come here—"
He's hauling Joo-won away by the lapels, the shoulders — the whatever he can get his hands on — just to stage whisper, "how the fuck can't you be nice to kids? You're nice to me. So why can't you be nice to kids?"
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