Ok but let’s just think about sucking Jason grace off. Like that man gets so nervous because he was raised to give and give and give and never expect anything in return so the idea that someone could want to do anything just for his own pleasure really makes his brain short circuit
No bc you think Leo is hard to go down on??????? Jason is like 10 times worse. You practically have to hog tie this motherfucker down (not that he'd complain tbh) and he can't stop whimpering and sputtering the whole time. he has mark from once bitten energy (01:00) Jason is literally so nervous when he gets hard even when you're deliberately trying to make him like that. like every time you give him the messy life changing soul turning sloppiest top he can't believe it. like he genuinely can't believe it's happening. it's real. he can't even fantasize about it. you're reeeeeeeeally gonna have to break him in (but I'm sure neither of you will be complaining about that). Like seriuosly, you even look at him like you wanna suck his dick and he's sputtering and blushing and fiddling with his glasses. sucking him into submission is so easy and so fun. rewire him. perminantly change his brain chemistry. do it.
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upperclassman!jordan takin ur virginity...
you've been toeing the line between friends n lovers for a while--it started when you'd gotten so drunk at a party that you'd forgotten where your dorm was n jordan was too tired to do anythinf orher than take you back to theirs. it became a sort of routine--they'd never admit it, but a part of them couldn't stand the idea of their pretty little freshie being so helpless around anybody else. specially since it'd come out in a very scandalous game of truth or dare that you were a virgin--set off the toxic part of them that fumed at the thought of anyone other than them takin care of you. and the deep, carnal urge to fucking ruin you that they tried not to acknowledge.
except for this time was different. neither of you were crazy intoxicated--just the right amount of tipsy, amplifying the butterflies in your stomach and lowering your resolve.
which is how you managed to end up in their lap, their hands slipping under you shirt to hold ur waist while they kiss you. you've made out with people, sure, but never like this--never in a way that had you gasping into their mouth, your hands shaking where you held their face. never in a way that had you rocking your hips against theirs, your pussy dripping before you'd even been touched.
them groaning into your mouth despite squeezing your waist to stop your desperate grinding. them pulling back, cupping your face, shushing you softly when you mumble out a "please.." and whine.
them being glad they're in their fem form, or you'd be able to feel exactly how much of an effect this had on them. their eyes searching yours, and maybe slipping elsewhere.. the hollow of your throat, your collarbones, your nipples hard n poking through your shirt, and the criminally short skirt you had on. their eyes snapping up to your face when you squirm and whine "need you, jordan. please."
them fighting the urge to shift, take you right then and there. hike up that skirt and fuck your little pussy until you sobbed, but..
"you sure, baby?? want me to take you out to dinner first, hm?" them framing it as a joke, but searching your eyes for an answer--needing to know that you were okay with this.
your breathy "never been more sure of anything in my life. want you so bad, jordan, please." s all it takes for them to lift you by your waist, setting you down so you're sitting on the edge of their bed. helping you pull your shirt over your head, staring at your exposed skin, soft praises of "my pretty girl" and "so fucking perfect". kissing your lips hard before running kisses down your body, sucking bruises into your neck and biting softly at the skin of your tits, the hard peaks of your nipples, your soft whimpers keeping them from getting too lost in you.
they kiss you again and finally, they're pulling off your skirt, revealing your sweet, lacy lil panties. they smirk, soft hands settling on your bare waist, their rings digging into your skin as they push you down on the bed.
you're not experienced, but you've heard stories--know what's coming when they kiss all the way down your body, kissing your clit thru your pretty lil panties. "wore these just for me, hm?" their voice saccharine sweet as you nod frantically. "naughty girl." as they're tugging them down your legs, parting your wet slit with their tongue--wrapping their lips around your clit, groaning at your taste until you whine out a "wait, wait, stop-" and they're pulling away, confused when you again protest.
"s just... you still have all of your clothes on. s'not fair, jordan." n they all but smirk, pulling off their shirt in one fell swoop before diving back in to your pussy. n they're good at it--slipping a finger into your tight little hole n making you cum on their mouth over n over before they even think about shifting n fucking you.
them running the head of their cock through your drenched slit when they finally do, groaning low n guttural when they push into your tight heat. "fuck, perfect fucking girl. god, what a good little pussy, takin' me so well." n they fuck you so good you forget how to say anything other than "please" and "god" and "jordan" (and maybe a "daddy" or two.. but that's a conversation for another time) and they cum inside you after they've adequately made you see god n they're so sweet when they clean u up, tellin you how good you were, that it takes everything in you to not tell them u love them right then and there.
meant to write a paragraph but wrote a whole book 😰 jst feel very strongly about the subject is all
yeah im gonna diddle my skittle to this
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The Wreckers (Bard SummerScape, 2015): Reactions, Part II
annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd we’re back!
this is so prettyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy (and atmospheric)
it would be so cute if these two got together
Area Trouser Role Is Not Having A Good Day
once again: GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY
just gonna leave this here
oh snap so pascoe ISN’T making the fires
which i didn’t think he was given how much of a dick he was being in act one about it but now we know for sure it’s mark, who’s the one who likes thirza, who is pascoe’s wife, so in short…OPE!
i love when Songs Are Metaphors
this is such a good aria
oh boy AND THIRZA IS HIS ACCOMPLICE SHIT IS GONNA GO DOWN
awwwwwwwwwwwwww
aggggggggggggggggggggggh she deserves so much better
once again: Area Tenor Does Not Listen
i’m hoping this isn’t foreshadowing but instead just a weak adaptation of the original french libretto because this is also out of character with everything mark has done so far
yes because you’re in an opera and i don’t see this one ending well for either of you
“friend”. sure. that’s what you two are. just friends.
this duet is GORG
YES PLEASE RUN AWAY TOGETHER
HEY HORN OF DOOM STOP RUINING THE MOMENT
MAKE THE FIRE MAKE THE FIRE MAKE THE FIRE I LOVE YOU TWO
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
FUCK
no seriously i literally yelled “FUCK”
AND THAT’S HOW THE COOKIE CRUMBLES
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