Sakusa likes to recharge between your thighs—

He comes home from an awful practice? Parts your thighs and lays with his face smushed in the fat, taking a deep breath of your scent and taking comfort in the warmth that radiates from you into him.

His manager and PR have been on at him about being more open to the public? He sits on the bed, watching tv in complete silence with your legs either side of his ears, your fingers cading through his curls, wrapping them around your finger before letting the bounce back to his scalp. Pretty eyes fluttering shut and falling asleep in a gentle nap

Sakusa is angry? Angry at atsumu for winding him up all practice? Your legs are being pinned to the bed, thighs stretched and wide as your pretty pussy flutters at him and he decides this is how he wants to let our his tension. Messily and angrily spitting on your cunt and tongue fucking your tiny hole until you’re unravelling and gripping his curls and pushing your hips to meet his eager mouth. Strong fingers gripping your thighs until they’re sore and shaking with pleasure.

He’s tired from overly training and too many matches in a short amount of time? There’s an insane amount of lube being squeezed between your thighs that press together, one hand squeezing your ankles in the air as the other hand guides his leaking cock between the fat. This way he doesn’t have to be careful— he can fuck the stresses and pressures of his life away without hurting you, without hitting your cervix. Instead he can let the head of his cock catch your clit and drag through the lube and Precum that covers your skin until he’s shooting ropes of hot cum against your stomach and throbbing clit. Sturdy fingers dropping your thighs and gathering the cum as he rubs messily on your clit until you’re cumming too, body a mess and wrecked from his strength

"Put your hands on my chest, angel..."

A chuckle rumbles through Eijirou when you only whine from on top of him.

It's taking everything in you not to tap out from just adjusting to him. Countless times stretching you with his fingers and with toys in order to prepare you for his size, but somehow it still wasn't enough.

" 'ts t— too big..." You sniffle as you keep your face in his neck.

Your whole body moves in tandem with Eijirou when he laughs again, his thick cock shifting itself deeper inside you. If he moves anymore, it's surely gonna fuck up your insides.

"You're just too small..." He teases.

You squeeze around him unintentionally, and he groans in response, his fingers digging deeper into your hips. You sob about how you didn't do it on purpose and he shushes you, a tender kiss to the top of your head.

"Just sit up and put your hands on my chest, sweetheart. All of it will fit, I promise." He murmurs.

His hands stay firm on your hips as you shakily lift yourself up for what feels like an eternity for the both of you. You mewl when you steady yourself, your palms flat against his chest, trying to focus on his face even though his cock feels like it's in your stomach.

"Better?" He asks, his thumbs rubbing slow circles into your hips.

You nod but then squeal when his hips suddenly snap up into you, and he grins.

"Hold tight, angel."

gojo laying on his back with his hands tied to the bedpost as you ride him who ends up literally ripping the bedpost off its place just to touch your clit

When The Party’s Over VII (Rafe Cameron x Reader)

Warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON ,abusive relationship, forbidden relationship, violence, semi public sex, jealousy, underage drinking, drug use, manipulation, corruption, forced pregnancy, innocent reader, Heyward!reader

➥ banner by @vase-of-lilies​ | divider by @silkholland​​

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summary: Manipulated into a secret relationship with Rafe Cameron, you’re finding it much easier said than done to do the right thing and walk away…especially when he refuses to let you.

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farmer boys are the best boys because they’re usually big and beefy and strong and their hearts are fat just like their cocks are

Need a big beefy farmers boy with kind eyes to hold me down in the barn and just absolutely mix my guts up while thanking me the entire time

he rails you so hard you can’t stand on your own two feet later, so he carries you from his truck to his house like you’re his goddamn bride and not the girl he’s been sort of seeing for the last few weeks whenever he’s off work

need him to still be a lil giddy over me though, a lil head over heels if you will, like imagine you’re at home trying to get yourself together after getting your brain fucked to a mush and he’s in his own home giggling away kicking his feet in the air and writing your name with his surname in a lil notebook

Work Bully!Katsuki

18+, MDNI!!, Not Proofread!

Work Bully!Katsuki makes your day a living hell. Taking the parking spot you were heading to, making you ten minutes late trying to find another one. If he sees you rushing towards the elevator he makes sure to press the close button leaving you to wait for the next elevator. Anything you put in the refrigerator will go missing. He either takes it himself, offers it to someone else, or throws it away just to spite you.

Work Bully!Katsuki who the bosses love and praise. He’s running close as the top employee, but so are you which makes his blood boil. He hates how the bosses can’t just assign him to tasks alone, always wanting their two best to get everything done together.

Work Bully!Katsuki who takes your pens and files when you aren’t looking. You are left to wonder where you left them. Retracing your steps all the way back to the floor you just left. Checking desks, floors, and rooms you just left.

Work Bully!Katsuki that followed you to that room and locked the door. The floor was empty, you both left alone working overtime that night. The man’s cock harder than steel from setting your pretty figure in your skirt all day. Your body enticing him to run his hands over it and bend you over the nearest surface.

Work Bully!Katsuki who ignores your agitation with him as you lecture him about the continuous nuance he is being towards you. Walking up to you and trapping your body against the table in the room before speaking, “I fucking hate you”.

Work Bully!Katsuki who has you gripping his hair as he eats you out on the table. Your thighs squeezing around his head as you moan out in pleasure. His tongue working a number on you, making a mess of your cunt. Between his wet muscle licking every part it can reach and your juices flowing out, your inner thighs and his face are covered.

Work Bully!Katsuki who rips open your shirt exposing your breast to him. Your buttons landing all over the room as he pushes you toward the large copy machine in the room. Pulling down your bra, he gropes the flesh in his hands lowering your top half to the machine. Grabbing  your skirt and tugging it out of his way to relieve the ache in his cock.

Work Bully!Katsuki who turns on the copy machine as he’s thrusting his cock into your spongy walls. Your cunt massages his girth so well that he’s grunting and moaning at every stroke. He’s pushing as deep as he can go, balls hitting your pussy, thighs to thighs, and the sound of skin slapping rings throughout the room with your combined moans.

Work Bully!Katsuki who lets you cum on his dick as he tweaks your clit between his thumb and forefinger. He pulls out of you and makes you drop to your knees facing him. Taking his heavy cock in his hand and stroking it to the visual of your fucked out face.

Work Bully!Katsuki that releases his load on your face as if he is painting a pretty picture. Getting your cheeks and lips covered in him. He leans down and kisses your cum covered lips, pushing his tongue in your mouth. Swirling his cum with your saliva makes you both groan.

Work Bully!Katsuki who throws a wet wipe to you before turning to say, “fucking hate you.” The last thing you hear before he exits the room leaving you to finish getting dressed by yourself.

Work Bully!Katsuki who is smirking to himself as he holds the multiple copies of your pretty breast. Thankful that the copy machine did such a great job capturing his new jerk off material till he finds time to fuck you again.

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Pixie's Masterlist

cw: pregnant fem reader + domesticity + you both are married with a kid already + flirting + kissing + food + fluff + all characters are well over the age of 21 + momma and daddy being used

"Katsuki Bakugo!" You growled staring down at the empty pie container, the last one your favorite shop had when you picked it up last night was now empty.

A few seconds later you heard him and your firstborn daughter who looked so much like her dad people you thought he should've birthed her. "What's up?" He asked looking at you and then the pie.

You grabbed the silver tin and lifted it up narrowing your eyes. "What's up is that I'm heavily pregnant and with no pie, I told you last night not to eat it."

Katsuki looked at Kaori who bore the same red eyes then at you tightening her arms around his neck. "I was hungry last night momma and wanted something sweet. M' sorry." She whispered.

Tears burned your eyes at the way her face fell and you felt like an asshole as you rounded the corner forgetting the pie as you held your arms open for her.

"Don't apologize, baby, your daddy is very sweet himself, huh? We can go get another one, how about you go get dressed then we'll take a walk?" You cooed rubbing her back as she laid her head down.

Katsuki couldn't help but watch you hold Kaori, it was a natural thing for you to be a mom and you kick ass at it he thought. "I think momma could use a walk and stretch her legs out as well." He said.

You and Kaori looked at him with the same smile, something Katsuki couldn't take credit for. "Sounds good!" She shouted with a clap as you helped her down.

The both of you watched her race down the hallway to her bedroom before you turned to him. "Is momma hangry now? I was going to get you a new one this morning but got roped into playing dolls."

You giggled a little and wrapped your arms around his neck when he came closer, your swollen belly getting in the way that Katsuki rubbed at. "I am very hungry, maybe I should eat you instead."

Before he could say anything you nibbled a little on his exposed skin from his t-shirt hearing him huff a bit. "I ain't that sweet now, but I do owe you two pies, one from the shop and," he leaned in closer.

His lips brushed against your ear to finish his sentence. "And a creampie for later, which I'll be sure to eat and lick clean."

When you pulled back to stare at him he wore a cocky grin as he cupped your jaw with one large palm, you leaned closer and kissed him on the lips, soft and slow and sweet, it was everything.

There was no rush or more to be expected but it was several pecks as you both held each other, the love you shared with him was something you only hoped Kaori could find.

Katsuki pulled back just in time when she came running into the kitchen wearing her dad's pro-hero merch with a bright smile. "I'm ready!" She announced turning around.

"Look at you, so adorable just like your momma," Katsuki said with a grin as he picked up his daughter before helping you slip your shoes on and locked the door before you three went on the walk.

thinking of miguel kneeling on the floor as he eats you out:

(18+ mdni, fem!reader)

☆ had this idea last night and just HAD to write about it

- filthy drabble below cut -

I KNOW but bakugou doing interviews like youtube brand ones and he’s sitting slouched in the chair with an all black outfit????? eating my knuckles. doing the gq video of going through his everyday bag. chunky ass prada boots, black cargos and a random black but well fitted henley top. he’s harsh and he’s blunt and he laughs loud. has to censor his language but if he forgets he just adds a shrug. clearly doesn’t want to be there but when he gets into it he leans on his knees. decides how to introduce himself differently every time. sometimes dynamight or katsuki or bakugou or bakugou katsuki or katsuki bakugou. depends how he feels. quirks an eyebrow at intimate questions and scratches his chin when he’s thinking hard. rings on his fingers and the only tattoo showing is the one on the back of his hand.

listens to the public share their opinions about him through questions and comments, something he usually avoids when he’s back home. rolling his eyes at people saying how attractive they find him, grunting when people compare him to the oddest things. shy smile when he gets comments from strangers being proud of him.

shows off random talents and facts. like how he knows seven languages and he can juggle. how he really enjoys cooking and is a plant dad.

wipes his face to hide his grin at the mention of you since your relationship is public and if he’s been away from home for a while, he finds out the company reached out to you to send him in a video question and suddenly he wakes up completely. grabbing for the ipad. it doesn’t matter he saw you on facetime last night. he recognises the outfit you’re wearing in the video from last week and he wonders how you were able to keep this little secret. the question you ask is sweet, cute, typical. has him grinning at the device. watching it twice before handing back the ipad to the interviewer.

“hey katsuki!!! i’ve got a question for you, don’t worry i’m not gonna say anything embarrassing.” you giggle in the video, “just wanted to ask, are you missing me? because i’m missing you!” and you give a little wave, “love you! come home safe!”

he hears your voice replay in his head even once it’s over. visibly shaking his head so he can hear the interviewer.

“so what’s your answer?”

“course ‘m missin’ her,” his voice gets quieter without meaning to, crossing his arms across his chest, “missin’ her more than she’ll ever know.”

I also like the idea of Bakugo coming home from a long, overseas mission only for you to be surprised when you meet him at the airport cuz he’s twice as beefy and four times more scary looking.

Because he has all these new, still-healing scars across his skin, puffy and pinkish divots you’ve never seen on him before, and by god, have you seen him before.

And though he’s not any taller, he feels such with a tired scrunch to his eyes and that famous scowl of his, deeper now with more prominent smile lines (you can only hope he was smiling out on the field)… looking down at you and leaning further and further into your space until your realize—oh, he just wants a kiss. And you give him one, then another on the corner of his mouth, then another on his cheek, smoothing back his bangs when he sighs into your ear in place of verbalizing his longing.

And Bakugo links two fingers with yours on the walk through the airport, insisting that he still roll his own luggage despite the arduous trip he’s just been through. You want to ask if he’d like a little space for himself, but it’s hard to utter with the feel of his body pressing into your hip and the way you catch him staring at you every time you peak over to give him a little smile.

It’s almost feels like he’s a different man that first hour. Though he’s not different so much as aged, and you can feel it: not in his voice (because there’s no one in the car park for him to yell at) but his difference in form, stature, appearance. He’s no longer as lithe and toned like when he left, but stocky and tense with a thickness to his muscles you don’t remember ever causing such a bulging to his clothing, or waves of something hot and sharp to tickle between your thighs.

And it’s hard to admit you love it, and want to see more of it, especially when Bakugo looks at you like he just wants to go to bed, leaning back in the passenger seat of your car only to pull you in to kiss him one more time before you need to start the engine.

Tomioka’s Balls Drabble

18+

cw: suggestive, f!reader, yn pregnant

bakugou hates people touching you. he always has. you might call it a possession thing, nobody touching what’s his and all of that but he can tell you hate it too. when you get your hair done and people are quick to play with it. or other men touching your back when they move past you. even on the train when there’s clearly enough space and you’re getting pressed into the door.

so whenever bakugou even senses a hand rising about to touch you, he’s quick to give the person a look. questioning with sentences already written in his eyes. why? who? what? before you can even notice.

but now it’s completely different, for a completely different reason.

now, you his baby, is carrying his baby.

bakugou practically growls when anybody gets close to you. he’s not against pushing someone away and holding you tight against his hip so you’re safe under his arm. you call it his new father tendencies kicking in but the idea of anybody hurting you or hurting your baby, has him blinded by rage. yes someone almost backed into you whilst in the line for your food shop and bakugou placed his hand on their shoulder so close to almost snapping it. why is anybody getting that close to you?

you’re in your oblivious stage, not realising too much. hand on your belly while you kiss your boyfriend’s cheek.

men who spread you open to tongue fuck the shit out of you. they’ll make sure to grab your pretty lips by the fold and spread them so wide open, the cool air in your room does wonders when it passes over your sensitive clit. you’ll moan at the response of the goosebumps forming over your skin, but they’ll just continue shoving their tongue in your pretty hole. it’d be an over exaggeration to say your hole was tiny. it was, but it always opened up so well for him. his tongue, his throbbing dick—your cunt always molded itself to fit around whatever piece of him belonged.

the way that you gaped in and out the more times he shoved his tongue inside you caught him in amazement. he’d hum in delight as he’d tongue fucked you, annoying giving his tongue the same treatment his delicious cock got any time it slithered between your plush thighs. you could feel every inch of his muscle prodding inside your own. he was so in love with you, there was no definition or privacy or boundaries when it came to you two. what was yours was his and what was his was yours.

he ate your pussy like it was a medal and he was the champion. after he was done with you, tongue and jaw locked from immensely fucking you in such dire conditions, he looked up at you with the entire bottom half of his chin completely soaked in the evidence of your arousal.

“mhm, you got some good pussy there, mama.”

"We've got some stuff to talk about."

Megumi watches as Kota's little sock-clad feet swing back and forth while he sits in his chair at the table in the middle of the staff room of the veterinary clinic. He's eating some of the chocolate covered mushroom-shaped cookies the vet keeps tucked away in the back corner of one of the tallest cabinets out of sight, with a glass of milk.

At the counter on the opposite side of the room, Yuuji is slicing him an apple. Megumi stands at his side.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Yuuji asks him under his breath, in response to the answer Megumi had just provided him about who this kid is and why he looks just like him. "He's clearly—"

Yuuji's voice pitches up a little too loudly and both men quickly glance over at the little boy on the other side of the room, who is watching them curiously. Yuuji smiles, though Megumi can see just how strained it is from up close, and then the two men shift away so their backs are to the child once more.

"Fushiguro, that's clearly your kid."

"Not possible," Megumi replies immediately, and he means it. Sure he'd thought the same thing when he first saw the boy, but with every passing moment he's come more firmly to the conclusion that it simply isn't plausible. There's just no way.

Right?

Synopsis: Hunger forces you to leave the comfort of your apartment just before rain in hopes to find something that will satisfy you but you'll soon find out that hunger comes in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Quickly at that as an ancient beast stalks you for part of the night hoping to satiate what you've awakened in him.

Warnings: NON CON, prey predator stalking, werewolf Bakugou

AN WC: this is for @kinjuutsu monster fucking Collab I hope y'all enjoy 2640 🖤🐈‍⬛

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The smell of rain hangs thick in the air, curling its fingers around broad shoulders as the ash blonde snarls his lip. The oncoming storm did nothing to satiate the hunger that sat low in his stomach or the ache in his teeth as the moon hung just behind the thick gray clouds. If anything it’s as the Witch say, the calm before the storm is the silent chaos that every Other craves. The Witch, the Vampire, the Paranormal and the Werewolf share the same innate need to feed on humans in one way or another.

Whether that was their life’s blood, the fringes of their soul or sex to ease an awful rut. Even Bakugou’s burning rings of onyx could barely keep his temper in check during what the elders call “moonlit madness.”

࿄ ! warnings - corruption? fingering. nsfw. / note. this was very highly anticpated lol :} ty guys! minors& blank blogs dni.

you’ve never really enjoyed sex. while that’s not really taboo to say as a woman (considering the vast & massive orgasm gap) you think you might as well give up at this point.

most guys that you’ve met are selfish and egotistical, in nature and in sexual prospects. they overrate their sexual experience, licking at a nipple slightly before plunging into your walls without a care for any telltale signs of arousal. was sex supposed to be painful and dry? either way, you were not interested in trying to disprove that hypothesis anymore. swearing to abstinence made more sense than try to fuck your way through a dry spell. nuh uh. never again.

when you start dating katsuki, you realise you can’t hold off on not doing the deed any longer. your boyfriend is an attractive, adonis of a man and the sexual tension is through the high angled roof of his penthouse whenever you come over to his place.

however it becomes every time, every single time, in which you deny his advances, push away at the brush of his pouty lips against your jaw, wriggling away from his fingers dipping into the waistband of your pants, cutting off every passionate kiss with a pull of your teeth despite the damp spot that grows on your cotton panties. katsuki paid no mind to it at the beginning of your relationship; chalking it up to jitters and shyness.

but it gets to when you’re both in his bed together and it’s currently the furthest base you both have gotten to in regards to sexual endeavours. katsuki’s tongue delves deeper into your mouth and he uses an arm to wrap a leg around his waist. it’s only then when the gravity of the situation hits you. you panic and katsuki can feel you stiffening up.

katsuki pulls apart from the kiss and the hurt of the constant rejections is apparent through the furrow of his gold blond brows and the slight, dejected frown stretched across his lips.

“i get it,” katsuki huffs, breaking apart from your hold to get up and leave.

you panic again, and this time your heart sinks at the thought of katsuki leaving because of your constant shot downs and you sit up to pull him back down but the man is fast and he’s practically hulk so you decide on running in front of him to stop him.

you know you should’ve explained this to him before to prevent all of this stupid confusion but it’s embarrassing; the idea that you’ve never gotten off through sex even though you’re the furthest thing from a virgin. and even if you told him this half baked story, what would change? would he be any different from the others?

looking up at the red irises that bore into you so deeply and expectantly, you sigh. you finally tell him why you’ve been so avoidant to his advances with an indignant, worried wave of your hands, “it’s not you, it’s me”, and ,“i’ve never orgasmed through penetrative stimulation.”

katsuki raises a brow and you have to cover your face to hide the blooming pink spreading across your face when you tell him that “sex has just never been enjoyable for me… ‘m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

much to your surprise, you feel two hands pull at your waist before pulling your hands down off your face and the blond above you is smirking, so deliciously that your thighs subconsciously rub against it each other to prevent the ache that’s growing between them.

it’s also how you found yourself sat opposite his bedroom mirror, leaning against his bed with spread legs and with your back pressed against katsuki’s bare chest and your hands resting on his muscled forearms. all of your clothes are somewhere strewn across his bedroom - honestly, you can’t even care to remember, with the way your boyfriend has two fingers angled and dipped inside your dripping cunt.

it’s so noisy and so wet, and you should be flustered by it but with every squelch of his fingers dragging along the walls of your pussy, he brushes against that soft, cakey spot inside you and you’re already spasming. is this the third? the fourth? you don’t know how many times you’ve creamed all over his thick fingers and you can’t bring yourself to even look at the mess you’re definitely making.

but you can hear, no, feel how turned on katsuki is behind you. to think he’s the first man to ever make you feel this good, to make you orgasm so many times that you’re delirious with pleasure? he was going to ruin you so that whenever you were out and about without him, you’d think of him pressing his thumb languidly against your clit while he added another finger to stretch you out, to barrage an attack against the gooey spot inside your cunt until you couldn’t take it anymore.

katsuki drags his thumb off your clit to pinch at your nipple and to grab softly at your jaw so that you could see what he was doing to you in the mirror. the constant ministrations already have you hurtling towards another climax, if the erratic movements and heady gush of your cunt had anything to tell him.

“jus’ like that, princess,” he coos, “how about one more f’me? then i’ll give you my cock. how’s that sound, pretty girl?”

your bleary, wet eyes blink up at him and you weakly nod, as if you’re in a trance and katsuki chuckles, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead before moving his fingers again.

he really was going to be the death of you.

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Need himmm…ASAP

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🌶 ┊Katsuki fucks like he can’t live w out you

『♡』 unprotected sex, spitting in mouth, cum eating, pussy licking, creampie, squirting, f!reader, reader has acrylics, biting

Katsuki fucks like he’s going to die without you. His hands shake despite his rough grip on your hips, yanking you down onto his cock. You gasp and moan every time he does it, fingers desperately searching for something to grip onto.

His mouth finds yours, tongue invading your mouth, like he’s hungry. It’s like he’s trying to devour you. He wants to take your soul and keep it. Make it his- make you his.

“Fuck fuck fuck-“ He gasps, face tingling and shaking with pleasure.

Your pussy is squelching, frothing at the base as slick juices run between the two of you. His thick hand reaches to your jaw, thumb pushing between the plush of your lips.

He pries your mouth open and spits, a long string of saliva drizzling into your mouth. Your head throws back against the mattress and you squeal. The coil in your stomach begins to grow taut.

Your hand reaches to blond hair, tugging him lower and you push his spit back into his mouth with your tongue. He groans into the kiss before pulling back.

Katsuki snatches a pillow from his side of the bed, hooking his arm under your knees to lift your ass. It’s placed under your lower back and he shoves your knees to your shoulders, folding you in half.

The angle makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Thick, hot, heavy dick slamming into you with long strokes. He’s got to be in your stomach- you can feel it. The head pushes against the spongey spot inside you and squirt gushes from your pussy onto the both of you.

“Give it to me, y’feel like- oh-“ Katsuki babbles, watching you frantically nod your head.

Your pussy clenches around him and he’s on cloud nine. Acrylic nails dig into his shoulders, your teeth clamp down on the side of his throat. It’s raw- needy and desperate.

He can’t get enough of you. Stray hair sticks to the side of his face, sweat beads at the nape of his neck. His muscles are almost sore from fucking into your tight cunt. And he can’t stop.

He’s addicted. You begin rambling between moans and gasps, telling him filthy things. How he’s god, that you’re in love with him, no one’s gonna ever compare. And the coil in your tummy snaps.

Because he presses his cock against that special spot and stays. As much as it pains him he doesn’t move, waiting. And you explode, clear juice spurting from your pussy and all over his cock and pillow.

Your head throws back and you scream, tears beginning to form in the corners of your eyes. He’s the closest to heaven he’ll ever be when you tell him to cum inside you.

And god, he does. His fingers dig into the plush of your thigh and he clamps his jaw, teeth marking your shoulder. His hips stutter and he slams his length into you. His entire body goes taught and he fills you. Katsuki starts whining at the thought of what he’s doing.

He can feel his cock head pressed against your cervix now. If there was a way, he’d go further. But for now his cum fills your pussy, drenching the inside of your walls. He pushes your hips up.

“Don’t let it out, fuck- don’t.” Katsuki rasps, fingers running through his hair to move it out of the way.

He laps at your pussy and you squirm in his grip. He’s slurping his own cum out of you like it’s his last meal on this god forsaken earth. Licking at the squirt on your ass, his white ropes, sucking at your clit. You buck up and fuck into his mouth a bit, trying to ride his tongue and escape all the same.

You cum like that, shaking and writhing. He leaves a smack to your ass and shoves his cock back into you, fucking the cum that’s left back in. He’s got one more in him.

You get flipped over to your chest, where his cock is bullying that same spot again. And you just can’t stop squirting. It’s everywhere. The bed is soaked, you’re soaked, he’s soaked.

He finishes in you again after you’re drooling all over the bed and desperately begging for it. He thinks about another round. He doesn’t know how long he can go without you.

Cause to him you put the stars in the sky and your pussy tastes better than water to a man dying of dehydration.

you guys. roxy-writes is my fav person rn i dont think they know i exist but its ok i love them

need a man like this fr