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Bed Bug - Part 3 of 3

Summary: Kylo rolled off the edge of the bed, somehow landing on his feet with his hard dick still hanging out of his pants. You watched with your mouth opening and closing like a trout, and he turned to you. Making a mocking crying face, complete with fingers trailing his cheeks with tears, “Oh, you poor baby! Never had to wait for something in your life, come on. Let's get you dressed for class and then we will see if you get to cum today.”

the lizard is a bearded dragon bby

Enjoy Part 1 and Part 2 before reading! along with my College Kylo Ren Masterlist

Come over.

Who is this?

🐸

Okay?

Come over.

Wanna cuddle.

Kylo?

No its someone else.

🐸

How’d you get my number?

I borrowed it.

Picking u up. B ready.

“Who the hell invited Kylo over? He just drove onto the grass again.”

You groaned from your bunk bed, letting your phone fall on your freshly washed face. It was Monday evening, you had things to do tomorrow… these things didn’t include getting dicked down by the frat king.

Even though you’d thought about it, after doing the walk of shame at the Sunday meeting yesterday. All the way back to your lonely table, while he high fived everyone he could touch on the way back. Explaining how you ‘choked on his dick like a champ’ to the brothers, Kuruk gave you a look you didn’t trust when he heard it.

Bazine and Kaydel were dead silent on the way back, and you ran upstairs to your room with your tail between your legs.

You didn’t do anything wrong! It was justified, there was nothing more to happen-

“Don’t make me climb up there,” Kylos voice boomed through your inner monologue.

You peered over the edge of your top bunk, looking down towards your door frame. Filled by his beastly body, dressed in maybe his version of pajamas? It was almost past nine-maybe he had a normal bedtime on weekdays?

His plaid lounge pants looked comical on his long legs, Bazine pushed him into your room. Your dorm mate got out of her bottom bunk, mumbling something about getting a snack.

Kylo watched her squeeze past him, before moving directly to the edge of your bed. His head clearing over the mattress as you were wedged between the ceiling and your covers.

“Hi,” you whispered, smushing your face into your pillow.

“Hi cutie,” his nose scrunched as he smiled, “I came over.”

“I see that.”

“I thought you were gonna come to my place first,” he sighed, gripping the metal frame with his large paws. You watched his fingers flex over the wimpy casing holding you in the air, he could probably rattle it free from its hinges if you upset him.

Rolling carefully to your side, you reached a hand out to touch his hair. Clean, extra soft like a kitty cats tummy, he pressed his forehead into your palm. Sighing again, “Think I can fit up there?”

“Nope.”

He shrugged, “That’s too bad.”

You were pushed rather violently to the back wall of your bed in a rush. The bed creaking loudly as he hoisted his body over the edge, squishing himself between the ceiling and your claustrophobic form. You pressed both hands on his chest, pushing hard, “Stop! What are you doing!? Its gonna collapse.”

“Bummer,” he wiggled his shoulders, digging into your covers like an animal. “Then you’d have to come sleep at my place… don’t want that.”

He groaned into your pillow, “Your shampoo smells so fucking good babe…” Taking another strong whiff, “We gotta get you some of that for my place.”

“What are you talking about?” you slumped, defeated, into the crevice between your bunk and the wall. He had cocooned himself into the top layer of your duvet, chest down on the XL-twin mattress…

“Shush-I’m tryna sleep like you normally do,” he growled, “It’s kinda nice? Like I'm on a cloud…” his hand darted out from the mass of blankets, latching to your waist and pulling you into the depths.

“Give me a good night kiss.”

You rolled your eyes, wrapping yourself in the covers as best as you could. Overheating already from the furnace his body heat made in your small sanctuary. You brought your cheek to his shoulder, burrowing into his nest, “Where’s your face?”

“Right here,” his chin jutted forward. Lips pursed for you to smack one on him, “Kiss me, then we can power nap before we go to my place.”

“Kylo I’m not coming over,” you groaned, “I have classes in the morning…”

“So do I but that doesn’t mean I’ll be going to them? Come on, just give me a kiss. I’m all comfy now and don’t want to have to roll on top of you for one.”

His eyes opened up, glaring as he made smacking noises with his mouth. Repursing them over and over, what the hell, you quickly pressed your lips to his.

Overcome with his taste for the third time in two days, your heart fluttered as he smiled into you. Breathing hard through his nose before kissing you back a few times. Humming in contentment, “Good, let’s go to sleep.”

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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

You groaned, a heavy weight pressed on your chest. Caging your arms to your front, you tried to wiggle your shoulders out of your blanket coffin.

Finding it near impossible, somehow you’d managed to fold yourself under your mattress?

There was no other explanation.

You retraced your steps from the evening before, you woke up, went to class, studied downstairs with your sisters, had a big dinner, showered, and laid down…

And then…

“Will you turn that fucking thing off before I throw it at the wall?” Kylos gruff voice startled you.

Gasping as his cheek came to rest on top of yours, swiping a thumb along your bottom lip. Pressing on your pout a few times before dipping it inside, your tongue instinctively lapping out to taste him.

He purred into your hair, “Good girl, now let’s snooze a little more and then I’ll fuck you real good.”

“Ky-lo,” you mumbled, squirming underneath his form, your alarm still blaring overhead. “Get off of me.”

“Hmm,” he clucked his tongue, pressing his thumb inside your mouth more so you’d suck on it. “I don’t think so.”

“Will you guys shut up? His snoring has been rattling the bed all night?”

Both you and Kylos heads lifted up in unison, oh. Your roommate came back? The bed creaked underneath you both and out she rolled, slamming her palm on your alarm clock to shut it off.

“You guys suck-I’m leaving for class.”

“But… you’re in your pajamas?” you croaked, embarrassment flooding your cheeks, “He can get up, don’t leave!”

Kylo grunted, “Like hell I am, I have a raging hard on right now I’m not getting up until it’s dealt with.” He looked down at you, eyebrows raised, “So she can leave or stay and watch the show.”

The door slammed shut, there’s your answer. Kylo hummed with pleasure, peppering kisses all over your sweaty forehead from being crushed all night. He was only supposed to stay for a few hours, and yet you were lulled to sleep by his warmth.

His nose crunched against your forehead with each kiss, stubble scratching your face over and over until he made his way down to the corner of your mouth. Pausing, “Do you care about morning breath or what?”

“I…” you exhaled deeply, giving in, “It’s fine…”

“Don’t act so sad, you’ve been curled up against me all night. I’ve been waiting to have those sweet lips on me again,” he licked his lips. Puckering dramatically before blowing a raspberry on your mouth.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his corniness, humming back into his touch. Still crushed underneath him, his lips attached to you. Moaning obscenely when his tongue hit your palette, surprised that he wormed his way in there so fast.

Rutting hips trapped you underneath, you placed your sweating psalm on his shoulder. Strong muscle flexing underneath you as the incriminating sounds of the bunk started creaking under the weight of both of you.

Muffled by your mouths swapping together, your eyes shut in bliss. Letting him happily take the lead for whatever he wanted, your class could wait…

Kylos lips popped off yours, panting on your temple as he reached a hand between your bodies. Angled on his shoulder, “Gotta move,” he grunted, “There we go, kept crushing my fucking dick against you.”

Your face scrunched, about to protest when he ground down again and oh that felt good. His hard cock was pressing right against the apex of your thighs. Rubbing along the length of it between your flimsy fabric pajamas, you let out a soft sigh as he rocked back and forth.

Met with a grin, “That feel nice? I can feel your hard little clit.” He kissed at the edge of your jawline, peppering the skin with sloppy, wet pops before nibbling down the column of your throat. Rocking getting harder against your wetting shorts. Your excitement begging to rub between your thighs onto his plaid bottoms. “Kylo, I think I’m gonna…”

“Already?” he panted, “Doesn’t take much to get your little engine running. Shit, lets get some skin to skin.”

Kylo sat back on his knees, his head hitting the ceiling in a loud thump. But he didn’t seem to care, unbuttoning the front of his bottoms to reveal his purpling hard cock. Pumping with one hand while the other shot out to grab the crotch of your pajamas. You gasped as his finger hooked underneath, skimming your wetness, “Ah-oh my god…” you whined.

They were yanked down your legs, he swore under his breath when your knees knocked together to try and not ri[ them in two. Your legs fell back open, your slick cooling under his scrutiny, Kylo launched forward. His hot cock fell between you with a grunt and a gasp between you both, your wrapped a hand around the base of his neck. Fingers ripping into the long hairs that stuck to his nape, your legs already shaking from the oncoming orgasm that threatened to happen premature.

You couldn’t believe he was on top of you, naked cock rubbing on your pussy. Kylo growled in your ear, “Hot pussy, I bet I could slip right in baby. You want that?”

“Yes…” you teeth chattered together as you thought about clamping down on his length. You’d probably cum before he even got started.

Kylos hips rocked against you, the head catching on your wet entrance a few times while he groaned into your neck.

“I don’t know, baby.”

He rubbed his cheek against your forehead, stubble scratching slightly from his overnight stay. You whimpered as the very tip of his slipped inside you for a moment, you felt all his muscles tense in the effort to not ram inside you. Why wasn’t he? Your brain fumbled through various questions while he popped out of you, only to find the spot once again where your bodies were menat to be connected.

You jumped at the feeling of fingers on your clit, fumbling with it for a moment before they pinched at the hard nub. Yelping out while he shushed you, your legs bent in on themselves, toes skimming the ceiling in an effort to hold off on cumming, you wanted him inside you! You panted as he stroked up and down and back and forth. Humping the lenght of your right inner thigh with his precum staining the skin.

“Kylo-please just fuck me.”

He shook his head, bringing you in for a swift kiss before taking his fingers off your clit. Spitting in his palm while you laid there with an open mouth in awe. Your pussy tingled at the thought of him shoving his spit laced cock inside your waiting channel…”Kylo!” you ground out, “Just do it!”

“I don’t think your desperate enough. I’m not sure if you just want to cum or if you really really want me to ram my cock,” he paused at the word, pinched hard enough for more wetness to slip out of you, “So hard inside your tight little pussy. I think you’ll just have to wait.”

“Wait-what?” you babbled, rutting your hips up in the air to catching his fingers in a pathetic chase of release. You brought a hand down to try and help yourself, but only were smacked in response.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” he stared at you sternly, “You’re not going to cum until I say so. And I think its about time for us to get up,” he swiped across your pearl, “And for us to go to class.”

“But,” you started, shushed by his wet fingers on your lips.

“Nope, don’t beg, its a turn off.”

Kylo rolled off the edge of the bed, somehow landing on his feet with his hard dick still hanging out of his pants. You watched with your mouth opening and closing like a trout, he turned to you. Making a mocking crying face, complete with fingers trailing his cheeks with tears, “Oh, you poor baby! Never had to wait for something in your life, come on. Lets get you dressed for class and then we will see if you get to cum today.”

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You got dressed together.

Correction, Kylo dressed you in the clothes he wanted you to wear. Just to make sure you didn’t get any chance to get away and rub one out in the bathroom. He trailed right behind you everywhere throughout the sorority house. Smiling and saying good morning to all the girls that he passed in the halls while you stormed from room to room, irritated that he was saying hello to all the girls who he had fucked.

While he left you hanging on the very edge, he was literally inside you and he did nothing!

It was his idea in the first place, why did he change his mind?

You thought over it while you brushed your teeth, together, at the same sink in the womens only restroom. Every one of your sisters giving you the stick eye when they saw Kylo looming behind you in the mirror with his own toothbrush that he had grabbed from Bazines old stash.

Apparently, your president had been snecking him in for a long time and he had an abundance of clothes and toiletries throughout the house. Which he pointed out to you while you sulked, even Bazine got to fuck him…

“Come on,” he whined, grabbing your forearm as you tried to get away for the tenth time this morning, “Let me drive you to class.”

Kylo tried dragging you closer to his lexus parked on the front lawn. You scoped out the car, luxury, and practically brand new judging by how clean it was on the outside. Complete with two anime women stickered to the back windows. Their big tits right in whoevers face that pulled up next to him, you yanked particularly hard.

“No, I want to walk. Leave me alone, Kylo.” you growled.

He raised his hands, a scowl painting his face at your vicous tone. You regretted bursting at him, but you weren’t going to give in just because he knew you were upset.

“Fuck-okay,” he placed his hands on his hips, “You’re sure a little bitch when you aren’t fucked. Do I need to come over there and spank you?”

You flushed at that thought, he had dressed you in a short tennis skirt with no shorts underneath. He could easily lift you over his thigh and smack your skin until it blistered and bruised and you were writhing in his lap for more. You shook your head in protest, he wouldn’t dare.

“I’m not-”

“You think I won’t?” Kylos eyebrows shot up, moving in closer with calm steps, “Baby, I’ll make it impossible for you to sit in your lecture without thinking of my bare hand on your abused ass. You want that? Right here on the lawn?”

You looked around, embarrassment coloring your cheeks when you saw all your sisters staring and dunking down from the windows. A few of them on the front porch looking the other way, even the houses on your block and across the street were watching the display between you and Kylo. You couldn’t imagine him doing that in front of all of them…

“Are you going to be good and get in the car?”

You nodded silently, shuffling to the passenger side of the car. Kylos long arm opened the door for you, pushing your head down to duck into the seat. He even buckled you in, you sat in silence while he peeled off the grass in a loud rev of the engine.

“Thats a good girl.”

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Am I coming over today?

You had sent the text.

You’d been thinking about it all morning and throughout both your lectures, barely taking any notes despite it being your favorite classes to attend. All you could think about was your morning, and the absolute whiplash Kylo had given you with him feelings and desires, then calling you names when you didn’t get what you wanted.

A few of your sisters had texted you saying that thats normal, Kylo was just strange. They all were surprised he hadn’t left you alone yet, apparently he was notorious for hitting it and quitting it. But he hadn’t even hit it!

Typing, the little dots appeared and your heartrate picked up. What would he say?

Why?

Your forehead scrunched in irritation, what did he mean? You decided to be as straightforward as possible, tired of the games.

What do you mean?

Aren’t we supposed to sleep together?

Who said that?

Its not like we had a contract.

But.

Look its Monday Xi, I have plans.

Oh.

Your heart sank.

Guess you were the exception to his hitting it and quitting it rule, he just wanted to quit it.

Shit, babe.

You can come over. I just have a date I can’t miss.

Be here at 4.

A date?

What did he mean by date?

Was he seeing someone??

Your heartbeat picked up intensely, thumping loud enough for you to feel it almost burst through your chest. What did that even mean? He had plans with someone, but still wanted you to come over?

You thought about it the entire rest of the day, while you were standing in circles with your friends. Holding a cup of coffee in your hand, almost slack with your grip when youw atched the man himself walking in with other sisters, laughing and touching their shoulders. His eyes flashed towards you and you melted when he winked at you before moving on with his business.

After catching a ride with a friend, you were standing at the front door of the frat house. Pushing on the open door like it was last time. Did they ever shut it? Was anyone else home? You’d seen Kylos car parked sideways in the driveway, but no one else was greeting you.

Your popped your lips a few times, debating on if you should just leave, maybe call and say it wasn’t going to work out between the two of you.

Its not like he was that into you-

“Xi,” Kylos voice boomed from up the stairs, footsteps fast as he came down, with a giant lizard on his shoulders. “You came, hi baby.”

He came over despite you recoiling at the jarring display of the animal climbing over his shoulders and rubbing against his raised hand. Pressing a quick kiss on your cheek before he raced back up the stairs.

Yelling as you followed up behind him, shivering as you thought about the animal. “Come on, I have a thing to do.”

You rolled your eyes, he probably brought you here to babysit the crazy thing hanging on him, you’d just leave it while he was away. Maybe that would show him that you didn’t care-

His room was a mess.

Clothes thrown everywhere, piles on the floor, around black furniture. A desk in the far corner, with a large gaming computer on top that glowed blue and red, a gaming chair that was black and red piled with books that looked liek they had been heavily read. The closet was open, with a dresser inside it with all the drawers half closed and plenty of trinkets and trophies on top.

You looked around to the other side of the room, aside from his probably king sized bed being made. It was still just as messy, A large tank on top of another table, complete with a little habitat and sunning bed. A few stickers littered the tank but you couldn’t make out what they said. But they were pink and flowery…

“Um…”

Kylo turned to you again, holding the lizard away from you, “Sorry, I tried to clean but I didn’t have a lot of time between class and then I have to make this call… Um this is my lizard.”

“I see that.”

He held the thing out with both hands cradling it while it blinked at you. You squinted at it, noticing a small baby pink harness on its body.

You were about to ask about it when his phone started ringing, he quickly turned away and threw the lizard on his lade bed, it curled into a small ball like a cat in a patch of sunlight. He pulled his phone into a stand, turning on his mounted TV, revealing the FaceTime screen from someone named-Booger?

“Should I leave?”

He shoot you a weird look, “What? No? Just sit down and be comfy, this will only be a little bit.”

The TV loaded the other person, Booger apparently. A grainy image taking forever to connect while you tentatively sat on the edge of the bed, backpack slumping off your shoulders to the floor, you looked cautiously towards teh lizard. It paid you no mind other then what sounded like a purr in approval. It was a scaly cat, thats what you’d decided.

Static crackled startling both of you while Kylo smacked the side of his sound bar, “Boog! Can you hear me? Fucking stupid thing, I need to buy a new one…”

“Yeah I hear you.”

A mans voice came through, along with the image of the person in question. A scrawny looking blonde kid, you squinted at the loading frame, dressed in what looked like school gym clothes? You scanned it more for clues, seeing glasses framing a large nose, and a skinny face, down to another lizard in the lap of whoever it was.

He kinda looked like Kylo…

“Xi,” Kylo turned around, moving to pet his lizard, “This is my little brother, Matt.”

“Hi.”

You waved a hand, relief singing through your veins, it was a facetime date with his brother. Not a real date with another person… you introduced yourself, relaxing back.

Kylo picked up his lizard, cradling it like it was a baby, “We talk every Monday to let our girls see each other, and to catch up.”

“Girls?”

“This is Kira.” Matt lifted up his lizard, like it was a dog or cat under its armpits. The thing just licked its snout, Kira, was wearing a gemmed harness.

“And this is my baby girl, Rey.” Kylo lifted the lizard in your face, met with another blank stare from one eye while the other stared into the distance.

You breathed another sigh of relief, looking over at the tank to see the name Rey in pink bubble letter stickers. Along with a leash and maybe other pink collars hanging behind the tank, you chuckled a little as the boys launched into conversations about how the other was doing. Lizard maintenance, and when they would see each other in person again.

Blacking out while it happened, you busied yourself with doing homework and typing up lecture notes you’d missed while in class today.

There was something so domestic about it, you felt warm and fuzzy as Kylo leaned back into you while he listened to his brother talk about his day and the hardships he was going through being forced to go to weightlifting with his friends.

You scratched at his scalp while he lectured Matt about body fitness and how he wasn’t supposed to sit at the computer all day. Which he countered with how Kylo sounded like a parent and not his big brother who plays video games with him.

About an hour and a half had gone by before Matt was supposed to go to dinner with their parents. A few times you noticed someone walking back and forth behind the couch Matt was sitting at, maybe that was Kylo’s mom or dad?

Kylo had said goodbye, putting away Rey before turning to you and cagin you in with an arm on both sides of your body.

“Hi, baby.”

“Hi, Kylo.”

He leaned it, slowly shutting your laptop as he pressed his body on top of you. Kylo brought his lips to yours while you giggled as he got closer, pushing your items aside to fall towards the edge of the mattress. Pressing quick kisses to the corners of your mouth, “I missed you today, you looked soc ute int he outfit I picked out.”

You shrugged, pressing his chest away from you, “You saw me thought, and didn’t say hi…”

“I was busy with greek council shit, I can’t be next to you all day. Even though I’d want that.”

“Oh yeah?”

He kissed your forehead, pressing more of his weight on top of you. Your legs splayed out on either side of his thighs as he sagged, “Of course I do, I like you Xi. A lot. Wanna be with you all the time.”

Your heart sang at that, flushed at the confession, fingers digging into the fabric of his sweater. You nuzzled your face into the warmth of his neck. Voice muffled, “I think I like you too.”

Kylo purred at your words, pushing you back into the pillows on his nicely made bed. “Good, or else this would be awkward.”

Suddenly he was on you again, kissing you with a passion that made you almost choke on his long tongue slithering across your own. Pulling on the edge of your shirt and quickly throwing it off your scrambling arms, revealing your push up bra he had insisted you wear. Because he liked how your tits looked in it.

“Fuck, look at you.”

He licked his lips, leaning down while your hands buried themselves in his long hair. Planting hot, suctioning welted on your heaving chest, canines scraping while you grabbed at his sweater to divest him off like your own. Revealing his broad chest, the same one you’d been thinking about since the last weekend when he was stark naked for your eyes to dance around his frame.

Kylo pushed off your, mouth glistening with spit from his affections. He quickly dropped his pants with a clatter of his belt, yanking his boxers down his strong thighs and to his ankles. You couldn’t believe he was already naked before your very eyes, he nodded towards you.

Quickly, you stood before him, unzipping your tennis skirt for it to pool on the floor with all his other clothes. Dropping your thong and bra with the rest when he launched at you, bodys clashing together in a passion youd never felt before. You felt yourself be lifted from the floor as he spun you around. Falling together into the bedding, you straddled his form, rubbing your slicking pussy along the length of his hardening cock.

He groaned at the friction, you revelled in the roll of his eyes from the pleasure. You could get used to that look, Kylos paws fell to your waist. Pinching at the rolling skin as you leaned forward to latch your lips together. You swapped back and forth delicious salvation while you rocked your hips.

Kylo rolled the two of you over, your head against the far wall of his bed. He grinned above you, moving his hands down to yank your legs open further.

You gasped as he spat on your clit, “You’re just so wet, I bet I can slip right in. Can’t I?”

“Yeah,” your voice warbled.

“Lets see,” he shuffled forward on his knees, bringing his cock right into your entrance. Thrusting forward slightly, popping the seal of your wetness with a slick slurp of fluids. You whined, “Please-Kylo.”

You were aching from being denied earlier today, desperate for him to have his way with you. It was something you know you couldn’t leave here without, Kylo nodded. Wrapping a palm around your mouth, spelling it off so no noise could make it out.

“Can’t have you screaming, the neighbors already hate me.”

You were going to protest, but the scream creeped up on you when he jammed his hard cock inside you in one swift thrust. Completely engulfing your pussy with its hot, probably more than ten inches, meaty girth, He didn’t let you relax, swiftly plunging in and out of your candy coated center over and over again while the bed rattled your brain.

Bouncing around and held in place by just his hand on your mouth, your arms failed to latch onto anything to keep you from jostling. Your tits swinging with every grunted thrust. You wailed behind the palm, laving at it with your tongue, Kylo slipped two fingers inside your mouth.

“Yeah-” he panted, “Fucking suck on them.”

You doubled down your efforts, letting him jam them down your throat. Little noises fitting through the gasps while he panted above you. Eys snapping open and shut, you watched with dreamy eyes at his sweat beaded down his face to dripped off his nose to fall on your steaming skin.

“Rub your clit baby, I’m so close,” he panted, “You’re too tight.”

Your let out a muffled okay, swiping down on your hard clit in time with his grunting thrusts.

“There it is,” Kylo groaned long and loud, looking at the wall abov eyou for a moment while his thrusts slowed down, “Cum for me baby, cum on your daddy’s cock!”

You exhaled hard through your nostrils, rubbing harder as your crested the edge of your release. Gushing around his length as he buried it deep inside you, his throat catching on a groan as he came inside you in pulsing rhythms. Thrusting shallowly while you miliked his cock for every bit of his essence.

Kylo placed his forehead on your bare shoulder, panting in hot breaths. Whispering out what a good girl you were, how hot you were, hot tight your pussy was, kissing a line towards your lips. Peppering your face with doxens while he thrusted in and out of you for the last time, your collective fluids gathering underneath you with a wet plop.

He panted, smiling at you with a goofy grin as he cradled you towards his chest, pressing a few kisses on your forehead when he whispered…

“I hope you know you’re my girlfriend now.”

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elmidol · 2 years

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@maybe-your-left assigned me pale pink & soft red. I has feels 🥺

Also would love to do an art piece with the sky/powder blue + vibes you remind me of if you're comfy.

#My art #Color vibes #Maybe-your-left

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nurseofren · 2 years

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HOT ORANGE FIRE ORANGE HOT HOT HOT (for color obvi)

LOL hahahha THANK YOU! Omg I love that it’s such a fiery orange. I feel like that makes sense hahaha. Love you omg 🥹☺️

#ask #maybe-your-left #bbys #mutuals

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astraystayyh · 3 months

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Israel doesn't want to repopulate Gaza, you loveable dummy

Seriously, find one Israeli on this site who'll say otherwise. And no, quoting Ben Gvir doesn't count (assuming you even know who that is) anymore than quoting, say, Rudy Giuliani would count for anything, even though he supposedly spoke for the president of the USA for a time.

Hamas has 136 hostages. Including women, and actual literal babies, assuming they're still alive, that is. This could all have ended weeks ago if they'd fucking returned them. Israeli society would physically march on Benjamin Netanyahu's home and remove him in a coup if the hostages were returned tonight. But as long as they have Israeli people, and are unwilling to negotiate their return, that's an ongoing war crime. Is Israel evil for being a bull in a China shop trying to get back a "mere" 136 innocent civilians? Maybe. But Hamas started this and they can end it, they just don't want to. Please, justify that.

Hello, since you asked for one Israeli, here, I'll give you multiple statements:

Hundreds of activists at an Ashdod gathering in late November called for the reestablishing of Jewish settlements. “Let it be known that you support the appeal to renew Jewish settlement throughout all of the Gaza Strip. The nation is waiting for you”— Yossi Dagan, head of the Samaria Regional Council.

Israel “should fully occupy the Gaza Strip”— Heritage Minister Amichai Eliyahu, of the far-right Otzma Yehudit party.

An Israeli real estate firm pushes to build settlements for Israelis in Gaza. “Wake up, a beach house is not a dream” reads the ad.

Israeli Knesset member Limor Son Har Melech posted a video of herself in a boat with other settlers off the coast of Gaza. “Settlement in every part of the Gaza Strip … A large, extensive settlement without fear, without hesitation, without humiliation. This land is the land that the creator of the world gave to us.”

Israeli Settler, Daniella Weiss says Palestinians who live in Gaza, have no right to stay in Gaza.

An Israeli soldier saying that Israelis should start “investing” in Khan Younis.

Also why would the words of Ben Gvir not count? He is an elected minister, his words hold weight and they expose Israel’s clear intent to make Gaza inhabitable for Palestinians so that Israelis could settle in there— by destroying the infrastructures, making the health system collapse entirely, bombing entire residential neighborhood, Israel is trying to ensure that Palestinians wouldn't be able to return back to their land, because there is nothing livable left there.

And I'm glad you bring up all of this ending if the hostages were returned— Hamas tried to strike up a deal for the return of ALL the hostages, in exchange of the release of all Palestinian prisoners. Israel refused. You know why? Because this has never been about hostages and their safety for Israel.

There is a reason why Israel shot its own hostages when it mistook them for Palestinian civilians, waving a white cloth. There is a reason why the IDF called to shoot indiscriminately on Oct. 7, knowing that it could kill some of the hostages too. Because Israel wants to kill Palestinians, to "thin out its population" (or maybe we shouldn't take into account the says and actions of Netanyahu too ://). This is why it targets schools and mosques and hospitals and ambulances and refugee camps. Israel knows that if it does get all its hostages back, then there would be nothing to “justify” its genocide in Gaza (although, as UN Secretary-General said : "Nothing can justify the collective punishment of the Palestinian people. The humanitarian situation in Gaza is beyond words")

Israel is the only reason why the hostages aren't fred yet. THEY are unwilling to negotiate the return because they don't want to stop this genocide. What good is a five days ceasefire only for the bombings to return? Do you even realize how psychologically traumatizing it is to have a countdown of when your massacre would resume? The only acceptable deal is for Israel to establish a permanent ceasefire, something that it refuses to do. The only one to blame is Israel.

And you say Israelis would instigate a coup to oust Netanyahu, that's nice, then what? Will you return the land to its rightful people? Will you give back Palestinians their rights unequivocally? Will you call for the dismantlement of Israel that was built on massacres? The reason why Israelis are angry at Netanyahu is rooted in the unresolved hostage situation. Just because you don't support Netanyahu doesn't mean that you aren't a zionist who finds the murder of more than twenty thousands Palestinians justifiable. A young girl had her leg amputated with no anesthesia on the kitchen counter of her home and you talk about “Israel being a bull in a China shop”? You consider the targeted attacks on civilians as careless actions by Israel? It actually astonishes me how inhumane some of you can be.

And here is what Dr. Refaat, who was targeted and murdered by the IDF btw, had to say about this matter:

Whether it's Netanyahu or someone else, it does not matter because Israel as a whole is an occupation, one built on the bloodshed of palestinians.

And it is funny how you choose to distort history whichever way you like it, to regard October 7th as an isolated instance that happened out of the blue. Hamas didn't start anything, Hamas was created in response to the indiscriminate and careless shooting of palestinian civilians in the first Intifada, that was decades ago. October 7th was a resistance to an ongoing colonization, Israel started this when it displaced and murdered palestinians on 1948. None of this would've happened if Israel did not colonize Palestine. It has been 100 days of this ongoing genocide, wake up and stop deluding yourself into a reality where Israel is the victim.

#dismissing Ben Gvir's statements #(yes i know who it is thank you for your concern)#then diluting this genocide into a mere matter of “hamas should return the hostages”#it must feel nice to change up the narrative so you'd be able to sleep nicely at night #and not take into account the statements that disturb you #but thanks for thinking im loveable! you are right on that point #maybe there is still hope left for you then #free palestine #palestine #gaza #free gaza

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ionomycin · 11 months

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Swim free

#artists on tumblr #character focused pieces are harder for me than backgrounds #been trying to practice it more this year #i think there's some progress? maybe?#what's with this undersea phase i'm having #the next piece i'm already working on is staying on theme #although i'm going back to my comfort zone #in the good old eldritch monsters section #on your left you will see some soft lesbians kissing #on your right an ancient undersea horse monster older than time #i think i need to combine these two somehow........

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otaku553 · 10 months

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Thoughts on being aroace

#I like doing these little introspective thought comics they’re pretty fun #I didn’t get to include this in the comic but I do feel like loneliness is maybe not quite the right word #it’s not quite jealousy or envy either #more like #the sad knowledge that you are lower on someone else’s list of priorities than they are on your priorities #something like that I guess #if this seems like a sad comic don’t worry! I am ok :) I have my best friend and we’re both very clear on how much we care for each other #so I’m never really left needing or wanting more love or anything #love is so weirdly defined anyways

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serialunaliver · 3 months

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hot take but [opinion everyone who watches CNN holds]

*the notes are full of right wing anticommunists and people who just discovered left anarchism*

#i'm trying hard not to fight someone #when conservatives tag your post 'anticommunism' maybe you're not exactly left 😂

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Sorry for not having a Year of the Dragon MDZS artwork; Unfortunately, I can only picture Dragon LWJ in this particular flavour.

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #lan wangji #wei wuxian #Dragon AU #MDZS AU #noodleji #(IT'S A REAL TAG!!! AAH!!! THROWING MY HAT TO THE LITTLE GUY LOVERS!)#Yes I watched Fruits Basket in my teen years and yes it left a significant impression on me.#'The Dragon Transforms' and its just into a small little guy.#Even more points if the human form is a Tall Guy.#Sadly this does not appear to be a common nor popular variation so I will sit on my little hill alone. (EDIT: I WAS WRONG)#Dragon LWJ probably would be some kind of river dragon. Lesser god of a small stream.#One that grows bigger with time but always has the reputation of being benevolent and calm to those who seek its clear waters.#Do not pollute these waters or your ass is going to be bit. 1000 tiny puncture marks.#I imagine that's probably how wwx first meets him (accidently pours booze into lwj's river) (gets bit - gets bit - gets bit-)#WWX eventually befriends him through stubbornly showing up every week to give him offerings.#Takes him into town in a little pot of water to show him how the people live. Maybe go to a festival.#When the day is done and he's back in his river and alone - LWJ finally feels a new emotion...it is longing and loneliness.

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while teen while goblin while aroace while injured while doing your best

#fantasy high junior year #fhjy #riz gukgak #figueroth faeth #sklonda gukgak #dimension 20 #this. mmmmhhh this is so. I did Not know how to draw this really.#I am very normal about riz (<- lying)#it's a brennan-dm d20 campaign the bad guy is always capitalism (I am saying this with clenched teeth)#riz out of all of them being aroace fucks with me SO bad. bc its also established that elmsville specifically and probably the #majority of solace is not. made for goblins. and that becomes sklonda being worked to the bone and pok dying on the job #and riz spending all his time trying to keep his friends together. maybe to the point of it being injurous #like. do u get what I mean. its an economy of time it takes your time it eats up your time #not just the gukgaks but everyone you have to spend time to get to live and you don't have a lot of time left in a day #and you have to spend it carefully. you have to prioritize #you're somewhere without an established community and companionship is bought with your time spent working #this place doesn't take care of you. at the end of the day who do you have who'd prioritize you. do you understand me #the evolved aroace loathing where if your friends and family are granted more time nobody would have to choose. we live in a society #holds ur hand we live in a society. idk if Im making any sense #anyway . uhhh riz is my favourite that's my statement thank you for listening. au revoir

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Something other about his eyes

Bonus! Based on this quick thing I did this afternoon and the idea took a bit more shape and turned into that thing from above uEK

#not too much effort on the colors with this one #o would’ve left it just with lineart but at the end I thought it would look nicer with some rough shadows #shadowing. you know what I meant.#his plant markings being extremely faint on his eyes when they aren’t glowing is very true to me also #I think itd be awesome if Vash’s eyes would just look like that when he isn’t masking #or they could be a bit more lax but still look like they are staring far far away into the void #or into your souls if you so happen to make eye contact with him. like woowoo over here #he is probably listening for one of his sisters who is not so close to him. maybe even Kni? who knows it’s up to interpretation #Vash’s hair can be such a nightmare also. I do not think of physics when drawing him whatsoever #I give him the Mickey Mouse ears treatment sometimes and some other I actually respect the fact that his hair will always be swept #to the right. if you haven’t noticed that yet. I think it’s way more noticeable on the 2d art #which is a nice touch! considering that’s the direction I’m which his haircut was when they were kids. isn’t that fun #anyways weird Vash for me once again and I’ll share a little with you. ah I’ll get to the requests later btw!#trigun #vash the stampede #trigun stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #vashwood #trigun fanart #vash #wolfwood #nicholas trigun #lenssi draws #vash saverem #ah extra note. this is meant to be pre plant revelation. I think Vash would already know about what WW is there for since very early on #but about the plant thing he was still a little doubtful since he wouldn’t think Kni would disclose that information so easily.#so seeing that Nick has a very keen eye and is very observant kind of ticks him off even though he is just the same. so maybe that’s why #it ticks him in the first place. headcanons everywhere in this household

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artilite · 21 days

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the sloops got me. they got me bad

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maybe-your-left · 2 years

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Bed Bug - Part 2 of 3

slut shaming but also slut praising?

Enjoy Part 1 before reading!

“I can’t believe him, he didn’t even respond to my texts last night! It's so rude of him-typical man baby.”

“Yeah.”

“Like when someone texts you, it’s common courtesy to answer them! Especially if they're upset! It's just childish-really.”

“Uh-huh,” you sighed again, brushing through your hair with your fingers. Over and over again in the mirror, while you stared blankly at your reflection.

Your lips hadn’t felt the same since you’d kissed him, tingled even, you’d already looked up the symptoms for multiple communicable diseases. Since it was apparent he got around, but none of the things you felt were them…

Kylo Ren had kissed you.

And it wasn’t a sweet soft kiss either, it was bone-rattling, disgusting, wet, and sloppy with his full force behind it.

And now, you listened to his ex or whatever she was complaining about him not approaching her at all since you left the frat house. She wasn’t even suspicious of you when you gave her the news that he read the message!

And didn’t blink twice when Kaydel arrived looking disheveled as hell, she had marks on her neck that resembled an animal attack.

You watched her slink through the common rooms with a limp that you could only assume was from blunt force trauma.

Given what he was packing that morning…

You shook your head, no.

He was bad news.

It was a one-time thing-a fluke! He had plenty of other girls to run through and you made a firm choice that you wouldn’t be one of them.

You quickly got dressed for the Sunday meeting of the greek council, everyone in greek life was required to attend if they were in a leadership seat.

And you were, handpicked by the club president to represent your pledge class out of 20 other girls who joined. You were flattered-and it meant you could hang out with the upperclassmen. Connections blooming between generations of bigs and littles, you had to look your best.

You were representing a group of girls who depended on you, even if you didn’t say much at meetings.

You got dressed in your pink and white gingham, house colors, and slipped on your heels. Smearing on some gloss before heading downstairs. You waved goodbye to your friends and stopped at the doorway where Bazine and Kaydel were waiting.

Kaydel looked stressed as all hell, wearing a turtleneck in the fall heat. Bazine in a frilly polka dot mess that made your eyes hurt just looking at it, they looked you over.

“That’s cute,” Kaydel gestured to the dress.

Bazine rolled her eyes, “In a picnic table sort of way… Let’s go, I need to talk to Kylo before we start.”

You gulped, Kylo would be there.

Expecting a… hug.

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“Come on,” Bazine dragged you by the wrist, “I want a seat up front.”

You bobbed and weaved through the multiple groups of sororities and fraternities, grabbing your nametag at the check-in table. Everyone dressed in their Sunday best, you waved a hand over at your friends who pledged with other clubs. Rose with her older sister Paige sitting with Red One, and Phasma with the Imperials, older clubs. You quickly followed Bazine and Kaydel as you found your table.

Draped with signs from your upcoming charity pancake event, with the First Order brothers, and a few refreshments from the school.

Directly to your left was the First Orders table, a barren black tennis table. With steins probably full of beer even though it was a dry campus on Sundays… You briefly glanced over, seeing Kuruk, the pledge class leader like yourself.

A scrawny-looking man in a black turtleneck and blazer, he looked too distinguished to be involved with such a club. With a fiery head of hair, you had to look away instead of burning your eyes. Vice president Armitage Hux, you’d seen him at a few parties. Kylo seemed to like him more than everyone else in the frat…

Sitting on the table was the king himself, drinking from a brown paper bag, burping loudly while he talked with some coeds from other sororities. They laughed and batted their lashes at him while he dramatically flexed for them, of course, you can touch them you heard him coo. Bazine sat down in a huff, being sure to make her entrance known to the man in question.

He looked over at your table with a look of irritation lacing his brow, taking a long swig from his bag. “Took you guys long enough,” he taunted, “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show…”

Kylo smirked down at the young lady touching his bicep, jutting his chin, “Get outta here, I gotta talk to this frigid bitch.”

You sat down at the far right of the table, keeping distance from Bazine and Kaydel as best as you could while Kylo approached. More interested in your nail beds than looking to see if he noticed you.

“Kaydel,” he slurred between drinks, “You’re looking well fucked. How was your weekend?”

Bazine gasped, loud enough that it felt like the whole hall stopped to look at the display. She shot off her seat, slapping the backside of Kaydels head, “You did NOT fuck him, I asked you to stop! I even asked nicely!”

Kaydel screeched, “I didn’t mean to! It just happened!”

“That's what you said last time!?”

You checked your phone, yikes. Now everyone was looking…

“You know how he is!”

“Yeah-because he’s my boyfriend?!”

Kylo butt in, “Nah-nope, we broke up, you sent a letter with that little Xi proving that. So, I’m off the hook… speaking of that little one…”

You barely heard his feet shuffle around the table, all of a sudden he had lifted you off your chair and into his arms. Wrapping you in a big bear hug that took the breath from your lungs, you squirmed, instantly uncomfortable, while he purred.

“There's my Xi,” he rubbed his cheek on the crown of your head, “I’ve been waiting for you! I was about to come over to the house and drag you here. Did you already forget about me?” He pouted, jutting his bottom lip out, “I didn’t forget about you cutie, you’ve been on my mind all weekend since you left.”

“Kylo-please,” you whispered, looking wide-eyed at Bazine who was scowling at you, this was a mistake. “Nothing happened, he just-just asked for a hug when I was over and then I left…”

“And we made out.”

Bazines eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her skull. You quickly shook your head until the room started to spin, first Kaydel was ratted out, and now you??

Kylo set you back down in your seat, standing in front of you, almost like he was guarding his territory. Your eyeline directly at his black and red belt buckle, you studied the engraving while he and Bazine shot insults back and forth at each other. Yelling under their breaths about how the other was a whore, that they were never getting back together, etc…

At some point Kylo’s hand found its way into your hair, tugging on the ends that were sticking out of your bun, he pulled hard until you looked up at him. Startled to have his full attention, he smiled, “Would you, please, escort me to the refreshments? Your big brother needs something new to drink.”

“You can go yourself, “Bazine scoffed, “She needs to stay here and hand out flyers for the pancake luncheon.”

“I didn’t ask you-bitch,” he clipped, tugging on your hair again until you stood. Chest to chest with his dark gray t-shirt, not at all dressed up for the meetings.

You said nothing, not wanting to sway one way or another while Kylo slipped his hand down to the base of your skull. Pinching enough for you to feel it while he walked you away from the table, weaving through the crowds of people who paid you and him no mind. Well, sort of, mainly they ignored you while he said hello to everyone who high-fived him or kissed his cheek.

So well beloved.

You were steered towards the back wall of the auditorium, a few vending machines in a line that were barely working. A few tables full of shitty cookies and fruits, and bottled water, you watched them pass by you, “Wait-I thought…”

“You thought?” he mocked your tone, “You’re sure stupid. It’s a good thing you’re so cute.”

“I’m not stupid,” you stamped your foot, stopping in your tracks. Kylo bumped into your back. Pushing your front into a paneled wall, he settled right behind you. His body heat emanates across your back, “Yeah you are, thinking I brought you over to grab another drink. I’ve had enough to drink, what I’d love is something to eat.”

“There's crackers back there,” you squished your left hand out from being pinned to your front. Pointing lamely while he chuckled behind you, grinding his weight into your backside. Kylo pushed your stray hair away from the nape of your neck, you shivered as his hot breath fanned across the skin.

Goosebumps rising, “I’d rather eat your pussy.”

You flushed, stuttering, “I-but-what?”

“Come on,” he circled his hips, “I’m really good at it. You can ask, everyone is satisfied when I’m done with them.”

“Thats-”

“Just a taste,” he whined, “I’ll eat you out, and then we can talk about getting those nice lips around my cock.”

Kylo kissed the back of your neck, sucking welts into the skin. You mewled as he nibbled in a line down to the crook of your neck, tasting the sweet essence of you. Melting with every kiss, you yelped as his hands found your waist, squeezing tight through the fabric of your dress. He mumbled against your neck, “This is such a pretty outfit, did you wear it for me?”

Did you? You asked yourself, truthfully you’d hoped he would say hi to you. Maybe having some sort of pull over the frat king seemed like a far-off dream for just a little pledge. But here he was, sucking on the muscle of your shoulder, pushing the sleeve down to expose more and more with his strong nose against the skin.

“Y-yes,” you whispered, defeated, “I did.”

He purred in approval, rumbling against your back, “Daddy likes, daddy likes very much.”

You were lifted off the floor for a second time, carried through a set of swinging double doors and up a small flight of stairs. The room was dark and cavernous, you looked around as you were thrown on the hardwood floor. Falling on your hands and knees in a huff, a heavyweight against your back, Kylo's hand planted next to yours.

Your own dwarfed by the size, you gulped as he breathed hard against your neck, caging you in like the darkness that ensued, “What do you say? Let me taste you, and you give me a little head. I promise it’ll be good, baby.”

You shivered as his right hand slithered under the hem of your dress, grasping onto your flesh as it rippled under his nails in their wake. All the way to the small string of fabric that held your dignity, he snapped it against your skin, “Just say it.”

You gulped, “Okay.”

“Say I can eat your pussy.”

“You-you can eat my pussy.”

“Yes,” he hissed, pushing you forward on your face, nose crunching on the floor. You whined as he snapped your thong off your body with a swift yank, your wet core open into the darkness for him. Kylo planted both palms on the globes of your ass, spreading them out for his long tongue to swipe from hole to hole.

You yelped at the feeling, clenching around the length of his tongue as it plunged inside your waiting cunt. Slurping out your juices before he motored his face between your legs, groaning long and loud into the room.

“Fucking finally,” he moaned, kissing at your clit a few times before taking it between his teeth. You panted against the hardwood, breath fogging up the shiny wood, your legs twitching as he licked and licked and licked like he was trying to get to the center of a tootsie pop. “You’re such a good girl, baby. Letting me kiss your pussy, you taste so fucking good. I can’t believe it, could have you for breakfast every fucking day.”

You pressed back into his mouth, overcome with the feeling of it enveloping your center. Sucking on every crease and fold, sucking and licking every square inch until you were a trembling mess on the floor. Drool seeped from your open lips while you tried to get your bearings. Kylo brought two fingers to your entrance, shoving the length of them inside you with a high-pitched squeal from your throat.

Squelching loudly over your ringing ears, you felt your heart flop up into your throat, the length of his digits filling you so deliciously. The sick suck sound was overcome by your moans as you got closer and closer to finishing, you reached a hand back behind you.

Grasping at his dark hair and yanking it forward, Kylo perched his chin on your cheek. You panted, “Can I come?”

He grinned, moving to kiss your entrance dramatically before fucking his fingers back inside, pulling a hard yelp from your throat and assaulting your front wall. Swiping over your spot over and over again, “You gonna cum? Cum all over my fingers, huh?”

“Yeah,” you moaned, angling your legs open wider for him, “Yeah-I wanna cum!”

“Fuck yeah you do! Cum on my hand, wanna taste your filthy fucking squirt…”

Your muscles tensed as you fell over your peak, screaming out into the void. Your walls spasming as he fucked his fingers in hard and fast, spreading them open inside you, stretching to the absolute limit until you came all over his hand. Soaking the floor between your knees while he moaned out.

“Oh yes-,” he quickly ripped his fingers from you, sucking his lips to yours, “Taste so good.”

Lapping at your sensitive clit, he sucked it between his teeth, biting hard until you screeched and jolted away from him. Squeaking along the hardwood while he sat up on his knees, scrambling to undo his belt. Clinking on the hard floor, he unzipped his pants and yanked out his waiting cock.

Just as big as you remembered, his wet digits wrapping around the tip as he slid it down the length. Kylo waved it for you, “Come on-I did you, now it's your turn. Just the tip, just the tip baby.”

You licked your lips, launching forward to his hold. Kylo wrapped a palm around the back of your neck. Forcing you to take the head inside your mouth. Shallowly thrusting in and out, the sleck sleck sleck sound of your tongue cupping the underside echoed in your ears. Kylo groaned above you, jerking the rest of his length, you could smell yourself on his fingers. The sweet musky scent of your essence, coating his cock. You moaned as he pushed in a little more, “Okay, good girl, now take a little more. Just a little-be a good girl and push all that spit out on daddy’s cock.”

You hocked forward, planting your hands on his hips. Fingernails dug into the muscle as he thrust forward in short strokes again. Pushing your head down with a needy hand, “There we go, there we go, fuck I’m gonna cum already. Suck on it hard, swallow it all…”

Tensing, you listened to his requests, putting your heart and soul into giving him the best head you could. Taking over with your fist along his length that couldn’t fit inside your throat no matter how hard you tried, you spread your spit along the length. Jerking it to the edge of your stretched-out lips, you moaned along him, slithering a hand between your legs to swipe at your clit.

Already hot and wet for him again even though you’d cum so hard, you wanted him-wanted him everywhere. Anywhere he would have you, you looked up through your clumping mascara, overcome with the look of pure bliss on his face. Head leaned forward so he could right into your eyes with his watering ones, hair falling onto his face piece by piece, your cum smeared along his lips and chin.

You’d done that to him.

You swiped hard, cumming again on your fingers, you moaned along his length, sucking hard until you were almost to the root of his cock. He lurched forward, “Oh fuck-thats it! Don’t fucking stop baby, don’t stop, fuck…”

You felt his breathing stall as he twitched along your tongue, mumbling out what a good girl you were as he spurted over and over. The taste salty and bitter on your taste buds, you couldn’t get enough though. Slurping up and down the sensitive length until he yanked you away from his softening cock. Panting while he rubbed your cheeks with his thumbs.

Kylo leaned forward, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss, stealing your breath away as he swiped his tongue along your own. Tasting each other on your tongues, you both crawled over one another. Legs falling open for his hips, grinding his naked cock against your soaked folds, you pulled away.

Both of you panted as you looked into one another's eyes, Kylo moved to speak…

“Do you want to come over and meet my lizard?”

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you thought i was gonna have bazine walk in on them... well you were right but I thought NO

#adam driver #kylo ren #adamdriver #modern kylo ren #my writing #ben solo #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x female reader #kylo ren x you #kylo ren fanfiction #frat boy kylo ren #frat boy energy #bed bug #maybe-your-left

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