"LIE DOWN BABY~"
"ARCH YA BACK NOW MAYBE--"
"You can help me get what I wannnnnnnnnt!"
"Curve~ your little spine, and tell me that you're MINE."
"And~ It's all about the game and what you flauntttttttt."
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*looks at the clock* oh god not AGAIN-
I was editing the Grogu baby crimes shaker charm to get a second samples order on order, but I had some stuff from Shotdeck, an excellent resource for your composition and color key needs, open on the side as references for the 3quelfic illustrations, and saw one out of the corner of my eye that had a particular composition/color key. That was all I needed for the brain to flip a switch and demand I break out the quick/rough sketch brushes.
I have the worst impulse control.
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i know madeleine and joey are COOKING with their album production right now so i'm TRYING to be patient but also. tad tad tad GIVE ME FOOD i need new music to gnaw on
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Absolutely nobody asked but patience design concepts i jotted down at 4am one night
Their name is aimee and i copy and pasted their outfit directly from when i shitposted my ocs as the fallen children because the impulses won
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idk why these nasty thoughts come to me in the middle of homework induced stress but … being married to college professor gojo?
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you’re beyond frustrated.
your husband had you sitting on his insanely hard cock for the past hour. you weren’t sure how he was able to manage but there he was, sitting up in his office chair grading papers while you were spread on his lap, huffing and puffing and squirming for relief.
he was so immersed that it seemed that nothing was bothering him, only concerned about making the grading deadline that was about to come to pass in less than 20 minutes. he didn’t even bother to take off his white dress shirt and his black dress pants, his sunglasses still over his sensitive eyes to block the glare from the computer screen.
he didn’t seem to care that your juices were ruining his pants and that you were trying to oh so softly grind against him and sink down on him even deeper. not until you ground a bit too hard.
“hang on a second baby, i’m almost done okay?”
he brushed his hand over your head and stilled your hips as he spoke. his voice was so soft and unbothered, you wondered if he even felt your cunt around him at all. it made you angrier and needier for whatever reason and you ground down on him again, a bit harder this time.
his focused eyes stayed on the screen as he whispered, “i wonder why my students even use the word consequently when they don’t even know how to use it right.”
“satoruuuuu”. you huffed and moaned out in annoyance, digging your nails in his pants.
he laughed, your frustration bringing him amusement. “i know baby i know, i’m almost done okay? i promise. this is the last one and then i’ll let you have it, can you just wait a little longer for me?”
you nodded and he hugged his arms around you, leaning down to kiss your cheek.
“good girl”
you straightened up at that as he turned his attention back to his computer. he whispered more nonsense to himself as he read and typed, somehow soothing you and firing you up at the same time. you looked over at his bright eyes glowing in focus, getting lost in them before he slammed his laptop closed, making you jump a bit.
he leaned back in the chair and sighed, a smile on his face. he turned you around in his lap to face him, making you clench around him a bit.
“alright baby”
he slapped his hand against your ass, his wedding band causing a slight sting even through your panties.
“go ahead, take it”
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