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aesthetic-bbyg · 9 months

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YES YES YES YES PLS WRITE THAT TOKIO HOTEL FIC WHERE BILL AND YN ARE SECRETLY DATING AND THEN THEY DO A SELF CARE NIGHT WHILE TOMS GOING AT IT 🤭🤭

LATE NIGHT ~ Bill K.

Bill Kaulitz x reader

Based off of this posted I made!

Nattie speaks: I’ve actually had this idea in my mind for a hot minute but only posted abt it just now so I hope u enjoy my delusions😜

BILL GLARED AT HIS BROTHER before he was met with a closed door, a loud slam echoing into the hallway. The Kaulitz boy sighed heavily, standing in the dark, quiet house, a shiver already creeping up his back from the cold. He could hear the snores from Georg and Gustavs room, it left him with one options, his feet carried him to the door just a few feet down. A soft light peeked from under door, the quiet hum of your TV buzzed. Bill hesitated as his hand came up to knock on your door, he wasn’t one to bother you often, especially so late at night. He was so ready to just collapse on the couch and leave you to get your beauty sleep, but in the quick eviction he hadn’t brought a pillow or blanket with him. Bill would have to sleep in a cold house, and on a semi-comfortable couch with nothing but himself.

This finally gave him the balls to lay three soft knocks on you door, immediately your footsteps patted across the room and you swung the door open. A large smile covered your face as you saw the familiar boy. His usual spiky hair was still damp from his shower as it cascaded over his shoulders. His face refreshed from the makeup and a nervous smile on his own lips.

“I’m sorry to bother you but—“ Bill couldn’t even finish his sentence before you were pulling him into your room. Allowing him to sit on your fluffy bed as you shut the door behind him. “Oh, um…Tom has a girl over and he kicked me out.”

You giggled softly and reached for sheet mask from the small fridge you had in your bathroom. “So that’s where the noises are coming from?” The noises in question were the creaking of the bed and the high pitched moans that came from down the hall. “I should’ve known.”

“Yep, that’s my brother.” Bill shamefully muttered, fiddling with his hands as you laughed. You placed a finger under his chin, lifting his gaze to look up at your standing figure, you ripped a sheet mask open.

“Sit still.” You whispered, placing the cold material on his face as he flinched slightly at the cool sensation. It was as if you two had done it many times yet this was only the first time in your relationship you’d be having a ‘sleepover’ given the fact that you both were still fresh into the relationship. His hands came up to poke at the thin mask on his face, a sluggish liquid sticking onto his finger.

“What is this?” He questioned, watching as you retrieved another one for yourself.

“A sheet mask, it helps with your skin depending on which ones you use.” You stared into the mirror, carefully laying down the mask to the features of your face.

“We look stupid.” Bill chuckled lightly, not bothering to question any of your antics. You rolled your eyes, sitting next to him on the bed. He saw you reaching for the digital camera by your drawer, you clicked it on and took a snap of the two of you. A repeating flash brightly coming from the camera while you posed, Bill was already a natural when it came to selfie faces, even with a sheet mask covering his features.

“Do you think we still look stupid?” You questioned, skipping through the photos you’d taken. He laughed at a few, peaking over your shoulder to get a good view at the tiny screen.

Eventually the timer had rang, obnoxiously buzzing as you shut it off, ripping the mask from you face and rubbing in the extra serum it left behind. Bill cluelessly followed your movements, tossing it into the trash can, as he turned around you were already lost in your closet. Digging through the clothes to find your special, satin robes. You came out with a black one and a gold, smiling giddily while Bill stared, utterly confused.

You managed to wrap him up in the comfortable material, giggling as he checked himself out in the mirror. It was only the beginning, the clock ticked by quick as you went back to the bed and began to paint over Bill’s old nail design. His hands were planted on your thigh while you carefully painted each nail, blabbing about whatever drama you heard. Then you needed another thing to occupy your hands while his nails dried.

“Sit.” You said, pointing at a stool that stood in front of your vanity, you rummaged through the drawers, grabbing your hair brush and multiple hair ties. “I think we should learn to style your hair in a new way.”

“What’s wrong with the way I do it now?” He whined, staring up at you with a frown as you brushed the comb through his dark hair.

“You use two whole cans of hair spray.” You replied smartly, “Do you want to be bald by thirty?” He huffed, crossing his arms as you continued your detangling, the goal was to find a hairstyle that suited him and complemented his features. That was until you sectioned his hair into two pigtails, pink bow ties contrasting against his raven-colored hair.

“What the fuck!” He shouted, staring at you with a dumbfounded expression, you practically sprinted for you camera to snap a quick photo. “Stop it!”

“Look at this cutie.” You spoke over your laugh, lifting the camera up to his face, it took a few photos to get the right one since his hands blocked each one. “Just one more!” He’s given up on fighting, instead pouting like a child while you snapped a picture. You fully intended on printing it out and framing it somewhere.

After a lot of protesting your removed the pigtails, “I’m hungry.” Bill suddenly announced as you yanked out the hair tie from his hair.

“Me too.” You replied nonchalantly, putting away all the tools you just used, “Wanna raid the kitchen?”

Bill smirked, practically thinking the same thing, the two of you tiptoed out the bedroom and down the hall. The once disgust he felt for the inappropriate noises coming from him and Tom’s shared bedroom turned into absolute comedy. As the two of you passed by, you looked at eachother, holding back a loud laugh. Once you’d sneaked past Georg and Gustav’s room both you and Bill managed to find every snack possible. From cookies to left over cupcakes, you began your journey back to the room. With your arms full of snacks you nearly collapsed on the floor from laughter once you neared Tom’s room, the women’s exaggerated moans made you wheeze before you rushed back into the room. You placed the variety of candy, chips, and snacks on the bed before wiping your eyes off the many tears that had fallen.

You immediately shut the door, falling to the floor with an arm wrapped around your stomach, an incoherent string of words leaving your mouth as a laugh followed after. Bill had dropped all the drinks and joined you, attempting to help you back up but falling down too. The both of you laughed l, unable to stop, it was like an infection, the amount of times you nearly spit out your soda laughing as you turned to look at him was uncountable.

“What’s funny?” Bill joined in your laughter despite not knowing what was going on.

“I don’t know!” You wheezed out, head falling on his shoulder as you muffled your bodies with the material of his shirt.

The clock had struck 3 am, somehow you’d began to discuss what the best Halloween costume would be, October was 6 months away. “I was thinking a Jessica Rabbit costume would look good on me, she wears like this sweetheart neckline that makes you have like some cleavage but she also has spectacular boobs and I don’t.” You rambled, looking at your self in the mirror, imagining the sparkly red dress on you. Your hands pushed up your breast, making them more exaggerated and larger like the unrealistic cartoon character.

“I think your boobs are great.” Bill shrugs, not paying attention to his words before you turned to look at him with a smirk. “In like..a gentleman way, of course.”

“Thanks Bill!” You giggled. “What about you?”

“I don’t do a whole lot for Halloween.” The boy replied, cuddling against the teddy bear you had for emotional support. “Why, should I?”

“Of course.” Your tone was snarky, almost as if it was obvious, a boy like Bill shouldn’t miss out on the opportunity to dress up on Halloween. “You could totally rock a good Jack Skellington.” You smirked and laid next to him on the bed. “I could be your sally.”

“Who?”

You rolled your eyes, clicking some buttons on the remote control as the movie began to play. “Only the best movie every created.” The two of you got comfortable, shoving all the half eaten snacks to your nightstand and laying closer to eachother. Bill had forgotten about the bear and opted on holding you instead, a blanket covering both of your bodies.

You weren’t sure when the night seized, and both of you ended up asleep, but the next morning you awoke first. Bill’s was head thrown back, his mouth opened ajar while soft snores tumbled out his lips. You were no better, hair thrown in every direction as you noticed a faint patch of drool on your pillow, you embarrassingly flipped the pillow over and glanced out the window. The morning was quiet, too quiet. Meh. You threw yourself back into the bed, head digging into Bills chest as he shifted. His arm coming up to wrap around you.

“Hello?!” Two knocks were laid against the wooden door, Georg impatiently stood in the other side, a bit tired and hungry. That morning he awoke, by himself. It was an unusual occurrence, given that he was usually rudely awakened by your shouting. Then he’d be greeted by some sort of breakfast and a warm good morning. But silence filled the house, Gustav was in the bathroom but only to avoid knocking himself, so it was up the Georg to find out what happened the usual proactive you. “Can you please wake up and make some breakfast!” The boy groaned, standing outside your door, not receiving any response. “Fine, I’ll come in by force.” He pulled an old trick and slid a random card between the lock and the frame, allowing it to finally open.

Of all the possibilities, he could’ve thought of; maybe you overslept, or were giving him the silent treatment for something, the last thing he though he’d see was you and Bill. You and Bill on top of each other, deeply asleep, piles of snacks to the side, and body practically fused together. You’d finally awoken from the sound of your door opening, cluelessly sitting up and adjusting your eyes on the blurry figure that stood at your door.

“Am I walking in on something?” Georg questioned, eyes wide in shock, a pair of footsteps began to walk from behind the bassist. Gustav, with his messy blonde hair, peeked his head in, his curious eyes getting larger like one of those cartoons.

“Woah, did you and Bill…?” You glanced over at the boy, remembering how he decided to take off his shirt to get more comfortable you groaned and threw a small decorative pillow at the two.

“Ugh, gross, Gus, get out!” You whispered-yelled angrily.

“Well did you?”

You raised another pillow with a threatening glare, “You know what, I’ll just make myself some cereal and you guys can do whatever.” Georg backed away, Gustav follow close after but not before he winked at you and shut the door.

You rolled your eyes before you laid back down and sighed heavily. You looked over at Bill’s figure that hadn’t moved an inch despite the fairly loud scene that happened moments ago. You smile warmly, lightly pushing the black stands of hair that covering his cheek. You couldn’t help but be proud of yourself for finding a boy so special. The one thing you noticed about being around Bill was that you didn’t have to step on eggshells, you didn’t have to think before dressing a certain way or acting a certain way because you knew that he wouldn’t judge. From young to now your silly crush on Bill only grew, having him curled up with the same bear he bought you years prior made your chest flutter. Now he wasn’t a silly crush, he was your boyfriend, you were relieved after going years thinking that he didn’t even like you. You leaned down and began to pepper small kisses from his neck and up, on his cheek, nose, forehead, chin, and when he eventually began to stir awake. You pecked his lips.

His eyes fluttered, blinking a few time before glancing around the room, for a moment, he forgot where he was. Then it all came flashing back, the sight of you looking at him from above like an Angel had him smiling. “Good morning, schatzi.”

dragging my face across the concrete rn

WHY CANT I HAVE A GOOD RELATIONSHIP!!

#tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz fic #bill kaulitz imagine #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x you #tokio hotel imagine #emo boy #need him biblically #need him in a way that’s concerning to feminism #he wants me #he told me himself

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peachywontyell · 6 months

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was thinking about jaime and this happened, don't ask me anything else. asked someone to give me a word that isn't horny but can be made horny in a specific context so here we are 🫶🏾

dni if you're not 18+ for the love of GOD

i think he would be very good at giving head.

-hear me out. listen to me. jaime eats pussy so well. he gets so hard when his head is between your big thighs and his hair getting pulled. the sounds he gets to hear because you're so overwhelmed with how good he's making you feel just fuels him even more.

-so like. when he asks you go sit on his face the only real reason why you don't want to is cause you don't want to kill him.

-he shoots it down quickly cause hello? if that was even close to happening khaji would definitely alert him and yall have a safeword/sign.

-so hey. what's the worse that can happen. you crawl over him, knees at either side of his head and at first you hover. he let's it slide and while he fucks you with his fingers and teases your clit.

-sucks on his fingers and tells you how good you taste in such a sweet voice. he's looking up at you with those pretty brown eyes of his, hair already messy and face flushed so when he tells you to sit you do.

-wraps his arms around your thighs immediately so you don't move while he's doing his lil job.

-you end up rutting your hips against his tongue until you're a shaking mess above him and he has to hold you so you don't pull away. he definitely leaves small bruises at your hips and thighs.

-laps everything up and then he let's you collapse onto the bed carefully. you're both panting, but the only difference here is that you are trying to come back to earth and he is very much down for a round two.

-he let's you catch your breath but while you do that he's straddling your thighs as you lay face down and you can definitely feel how hard he is pressed against your ass.

-makes you come one or two more times before yall go clean up. you can barely stand but it's fine yall have a bath🫶🏾

#peachy thinks thoughts!#jaime reyes #blue beetle (2023)#blue beetle #jaime reyes x reader #plus size reader #jaime reyes smut #latina reader #i know que the last few things ive posted have been poly jenny & jaime #BUT #i needed to get this out of my system #need him biblically #and in a way that is concerning #in general

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cinnamongirll-444 · 3 months

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Tw: implied dark! Felix and dark! Oliver

Fingering, daddy kink(sorry) , pet names(angel, love, princess), fem reader! lmk if I missed anything!

18+!!

Every summer without fail your boyfriend( on again off again but even when you weren't "together" you guys fucked at any and every opportunity possible ) invited you to Saltburn you grew up together you were practically "apart of the family".

It's not like it's unusual for Felix to take in a mopey-although always beautiful sad sack and bring them to his home but, this guy felt.. different? Off putting? Strange? Truthfully all of those suit him just fine.

This is the first time you officially meet Oliver sure you've seen him around sometimes following Felix like a lost puppy around campus but you've never actually spoken. After Oliver gets his breakfast ( not without an incredibly uncomfortable to watch encounter with Duncan) does he speak to you.

You're reading at the table having already finished your meal. You feel a sudden chill, the air giving you an eery feeling. You look up from your book and find that everyones conversing with one another. Everything's fine. Get out of your head.

"What are you reading?" Oliver's voice asks timidly as if the sound of his own voice alarms him. You glance at him from across the table " hm?" You quirk your brow although you'd heard him just fine. Your not sure why you did that bad habit or an intimidation tactic you're unsure. "I- uh I asked what you were reading" his voice wavers and it satisfies some sick and twisted part of you. "Talented mr. Ripley" Oliver nods awkwardly " that's a good one" you simply nod and go back to reading.

Hours later you, Felix, Fairleigh, and Venetia are sitting by the pool. Well except for Felix who's decided to jump in. You set down your book which may as well be attached to you and dip your toes in the water. Without warning Felix pulls you in by your ankles. You let out a sharp gasp before plunging beneath the water. When your head bobs back up your giggling and splashing at Felix. Water slides down your body as you do. Oliver watches from behind a bush how your head tilted back when you came up he admired the droplet the ran between the cleavage your bikini top gave you. He imagined it were his tongue tracing the crevice between your breasts.

You all go your separate ways to get ready for dinner. You and Felix make your way to his bathroom( to wash all the chlorine and maybe have a quickie). Felix steps into the tub you following soon after so your back is against his chest.warmth spreads throughout your body his coconut body wash fills the air. " so what do you think?" Felix says suddenly into your ear making you shiver " of what" you frown trying to figure out what he means. "Of Oli?"

"Oli?" You think for a moment "Oliver? He's alright I guess, he's a bit off though." Felix huffs a laugh "Off? He quite sweet I think" Felix tilts his head to the side . "Of course you think that you always see the best in people, love." Felix grins. He doesn't know you don't mean it kindly, he can never see the bad in people not even the ones that take advantage of his kindness. Felix takes a hold of your chin then and tilts your face gently to the side to give you peck on the lips which swiftly turns into a heated kiss, with Felix it always ends up like this. Cuddling turns into fucking, sleeping turns into him on top of you savouring you on his tongue as if you're his last meal, and let's not even talk about what he's done to you under the table at dinner where no one notices or even bats an eye.

Felix easily manoeuvres you to be on top of him in the tub, chest pressed against his. He returns promptly to kissing you before he pushes your hips into him making you have your cunt pressed right against his hard length. You groan into his mouth, "Felix please I need more" you whine grinding against him. "Not yet princess be patient for me ok?" You pout but nod. "Good girl" Felix smiles making you feel weak in the best way. Felix flips you again seemingly wanting more control(as always) and and lightly caresses your slit with his middle finger. You whimper lightly and buck your hips needing more. Felix chuckles " you want daddy to fuck you with his fingers" you nod, Felix's eyes darken slightly. " say it for me Angel"

"I need you to fuck me with your fingers daddy please"

"So polite. Don't worry baby I'll take care of you" Felix enters one thick finger into you almost immediately. You let out a breathy moan at the feeling. Felix careful curls his finger in and out of you. Your head is thrown back in ecstasy, Felix adds another finger, you be ready for it or not not even crossing his mind. ( you're far too quiet he wants sweet sweet Oli to hear your moans for him). He curls both fingers into you hitting your g-spot deliberately. You let out a gorgeous shaky moan that instantly has Oliver hard as a rock. He palms himself as he watches you get ruined by Felix- he's not sure who he wishes to be in that moment.

Felix is going at a pace that he only reserves for times like this when there's (unfortunately) not much time to worship you(use you). Once he adds a third finger you're done for. Felix rubs at your clit with one hand while pumping three fingers into you with the other. "Fel-daddy I'm so so close please" your practically crying under him. Felix knows this means to keep going at the same pace. No speeding up or slowing down. "Let go for me angel" Your soft moans are flowing through the air as Felix continues to fuck his fingers into you. You let out one last loud cry before you cum all over his fingers.

Just as your about to step out Felix stops you.

"Oli its time for you to come out now. She's all ready"

#saltburn #felix catton #oliver quick #felix catton x reader #oliver quick x reader #barry keoghan #jacob elordi #first fic #kinda mean reader #but barely #need them #felix catton x oliver quick #farleigh start #venetia catton #i need him #need him biblically #coquette

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wherenymphsroam · 2 months

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chris is a patient man. chris redfield is a perfect gentleman, in fact. but he’s not one to tolerate disobedience. if he tells you to turn y’fuckin head and kiss him when he’s got you bent over the kitchen counter, you’re gonna do just that. and promptly.

— nsfw blurb

it’s in moments when your head is too clouded over to register his words that his patience draws thin. it’s in those moments he knows he has to pull you from that sweet daze, has to drag a part of your consciousness back to his voice with something that draws attention.

he tuts at you, clicks his tongue like he’s beckoning one of the dogs he works with every so often. pushes his fingers up the back of your scalp, palming the back of your head and pulls you back, holds you up like a pinup doll sheathed on his cock. he’s rough and almost unforgiving in how his need for you pours out in moments like this.

“right here, sweet thing. I’m right here. come back to me,” he mutters against your ear, as if he isn’t as close as he can humanly be against you, within you. because chris redfield is a patient man… but never during times like this.

#rAHHHHHHHHHH #need him biblically #BIG MAN #BIG BUFF MAN #NEED HIS FOREARM AROUND MY NEVK #I can’t ovulate BUT I WILL FOR HIM #yaps. ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚#late night stroll.˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚.#chris redfield smut #chris redfield x reader #resident evil smut

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guardiolas · 5 months

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Winking during the national anthem he's actually insane 😭

#dominik szoboszlai #can he just--- 😭😭😭😭😭#need him biblically

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thefrogdalorian · 5 months

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din djarin + dramatic entrances

#he's the most dramatic man in the galaxy #he looks good and he KNOWS IT #imagine being in a cantina and that beautiful gorgeous tin can walks in i'd be up like a SHOT crawl over to him throw myself at his feet #din djarin brainrot #din djarin #din djarin edit #the mandalorian #mando #mando edit #pedro pascal #my edits #*#din #NEED HIM BIBLICALLY #grogu #like look at the little guy with him in the bottom one ahhhhhh #i miss them #din edits

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lustkillers · 7 months

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hi! I absolutely love your stories! would you mind writing some Gabriel (Columbus) or Clyde (Elecktrick Children) fluff (or smut?)? maybe something fluffy that ends up steamy please? thank you! 🫶🫶

NOTHING THE MATTER WITH A KISS!

⊹₊ ⋆ summary. - who knew he was head over heels for you?

┃ tags/warnings. ࿐ ❪ nsfw freak shit, unprotected sex, overstimulation, fingering, softdom!clyde, sub!reader, standing sex?? fluff & bad writing im sorry </3 ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ pairing - clyde x fem!reader

⊹₊ ⋆ note - this request twisted knobs in my brain RAHHHHH but i hope i did this justice!! this is also a short one, i'm so sorry!! the 13 going on 30 roman fic will be published soon (hopefully) !! not proofread. my inbox is open for requests, so feel free to drop anything!

CLYDE watched you as your hips swayed to the music playing in the background of the apartment you both shared, his lips tugging into a smile.

The music was loud, a bluetooth speaker emitting tunes that had become your favorite over the last year, despite neither of you knowing where it wilfully came from. It suddenly struck him how truly happy he was in this moment - with you.

He stood up and walked closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he rested his chin atop your shoulder. You could feel the subtle heat of his breath on your neck, sending a tingle down your back. He could tell that was pleased with being held by him as he felt you sink into his embrace.

He noticed the way your eyes sparkled when he approached you, and a feeling of contentment surged through his veins. He wanted this moment to last forever, he never wanted it to end.

You swayed against him with a smile, a heat traveling to your cheeks as you allowed yourself to melt into the space that seemed so perfectly crafted for both of you. He took his hand and placed it gently on your chin, turning your face towards his before pressing a soft kiss onto your lips. The sudden electricity of the kiss caused both of you to stiffen momentarily in surprise before melting into one another again, your arms wrapping around his neck as you locked your lips together in a moment of unspoken tenderness.

However, it got heated. His lips explored yours with a newfound hunger that had been unfulfilled till then. You felt your heart skip a beat, and couldn't help but return his intensity as you two lost yourself in each other's embrace.

Clyde’s veiny hands found its way to your soaking pussy as you softly moaned into his mouth. His hands were gentle but dominant, and before you knew it you found yourself pushing your hips against his touch, giving in to the strong craving within. He could feel your eagerness and responded with more intensity as he inserted a finger inside of you while he continued exploring your lips with deep kisses.

You gasped at the sudden pleasure as he explored different angles, sending a wave of warmth and bliss throughout your entire body. His fingers gradually increased in speed and intensity as you started feeling yourself getting closer to climax.

His thumb circled your clit, causing you to cry out in pleasure as you felt yourself getting closer and closer.

"Fuck, Clyde!" You cried out, "C-Can I please cum...?" You asked him desperately, your voice shaking with lust.

Clyde felt your body start to tense up and he smiled in satisfaction, giving you one last long kiss before pulling away. With a mischievous smirk on his face, he replied, "Let go f’me.."

And with those words you could feel yourself start to come undone as the waves of pleasure crashed over you. You cried out in bliss, letting go of all your worries and concerns as the orgasm took hold of your entire body.

Your back now found itself laid on the couch, your breathing labored as you looked up at Clyde in admiration.

His blue eyes looked down at you with love, his hands stripping you both of any clothing you had. His lips trailed down your body, setting off fireworks within you as he made his way to pleasure you even more.

He guided his aching, hard cock to your entrance, pushing himself inch by inch into your tightness. You moaned in pleasure, clutching onto his shoulders as he moved slowly but firmly inside of you. He kissed you passionately, which made the sensations more intense with every thrust and moan that escaped from your lips.

Clyde was panting in your ear, his breath hot and heavy as pleasure cascaded through you both.

"Good girl..." He kept on chanting into your ear, the syllables heightening the moment even further as you felt your orgasm reach its pinnacle.

His thrusts were becoming erratic, the sounds of his hips colliding with yours filling the air.

"S-Shit... Cum with me," He groaned, pushing himself deeper into you as the pleasure came to its climax.

You held onto him tightly as you both shuddered in pleasure simultaneously, breathing heavily and crying out to one another. As the intensity of the moment died down, Clyde looked into your eyes with love and kissed you passionately.

Both your bodies were sweaty, sticking to each other as he laid on top of you.

"I love you," He whispered softly, his arms wrapping around your waist as you both held onto each other in solemn bliss.

You hummed, "I love you."

Maybe you should dance more often.