🎉Calling all fans of Morston! 🎉
Since majority voted for the event, I'm thrilled to announce the launch of our weekly fandom ship event dedicated to celebrating our beloved ship Morston. Whether you're an artist, writer, or simply a passionate shipper, this is your chance to showcase your love for our OTP!
📅 Event Details:
When: Every Monday (according to ur timezone!)
What: Create and share content inspired by morston – fanart, fanfiction, edits, headcanons and more! It can be sfw and nsfw (be sure to tag nsfw ones!)
How to Participate: Simply tag your creations with #MorstonMonday so we can all admire and appreciate your talent.
Spread the Word: Invite your fellow shippers to join in the fun! The more, the merrier!
Let's unite as a fandom and celebrate the beauty of Morston together! Can't wait to see all the amazing creations you come up with. See you there! 🦌🐺
A big thank you to bourglous for this idea! 💜
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18+ Readers ONLY below!
His lips crash hard against yours with an urgency that steals your breath away, igniting a fire in your veins that threatens to consume you. You open your mouth willingly, allowing his tongue to plunder the depths of your mouth. The taste of whiskey and cigars on his tongue mingles with the sweetness of your own saliva, and the combination is intoxicating. He kisses you with a feverish intensity that sends shivers down your spine and makes your head spin.
Your bodies press tightly together as he walks you backwards towards the edge of the bed.
Urgent hands tug at the buttons of your dress, desperate to free your aching breasts from the confines of your clothing. He tears the bodice open, sending buttons flying in every direction, and your breasts spill out, nipples already pebbled with desire.
Without breaking the kiss, he cups your breasts in his rough hands, kneading them roughly as he continues to devour your mouth. Your knees weaken beneath you and you sink back onto the bed, pulling him down with you.
He breaks the kiss, trailing hot, wet kisses down your neck and across your collarbone. You arch your back, offering yourself up to him, silently pleading for more. He obliges, taking first one nipple into his mouth, then the other, lavishing each one with attention, his tongue swirling around the sensitive buds, his teeth gently nipping at them. You cry out, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body, settling between your legs.
Without warning, his hand dives beneath the hem of your skirts, his fingers skating up your thighs.
He parts your legs with rough urgency, his calloused fingers finding your core, already soaking wet for him. You moan as he teases your entrance with his fingers, circling your clit, making you writhe beneath him.
"You want me to touch you here, don't you?" he growls, his hot breath fanning across your neck. "You want me to make you come?"
You can only nod your agreement, your breath hitching as he plunges two fingers deep inside of you, curling them to hit that perfect spot.
He brings his thumb up to circle your clit as he starts to move his fingers in and out of you, setting a rhythm that has you panting with need.
"That's it, darlin'," he murmurs against your neck, his voice deep and gravelly. "Let go for me."
With those words, you tip over the edge, your orgasm washing over you in a tidal wave of pleasure. Your muscles clench around his fingers, drawing them deeper into you as you ride out the waves of your climax.
"Gooood girl," he growls.
He brings his thumb up to circle your clit as he starts to move his fingers in and out of you, setting a rhythm that has you panting with need. He doesn't stop his movements, instead increasing them as he feels you tighten around him. You moan loudly, unable to contain yourself as he expertly brings you to the brink again and again.
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