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i imagine it’s us, in my bedroom, we’re having a sleep over and we have some music playing (my super cool playlist), and my led lights are on the pretty setting, in my princess bed, i’m wearing one of my vs slips and a pair of panties, all dolled up for you, and getting high with you, the more high i get the more i start touching you, and while your focused on trying to just talk to me, trying not to pay attention to my hands or the way im looking at you, (we’re still friends in this scenario), and we’re just talking and having fun, maybe we do some homework, maybe we watch a movie, but either way, somehow, i end up sitting on your lap, because is was the most comfortable maybe. i’m facing you, arms wrapped around your neck, my thighs and ass softly resting on your lap, my tits pressed against your chest, my soft hair touching your neck, my face touching yours, my breath on your ear, my words in your heart. but you didn’t know if i felt that way too. but i did. and maybe since i would be nervous, my head would start racing, so i might absentmindedly move, and you accidentally feel my pussy move against you, my thighs nudging against your tip on accident, and you hold my hips still. you try not to make any noise but your rock hard. you’re trying to focus on the movie but all you can think about is how good i smell, warm vanilla and sweetness, the way my lipgloss feels on your neck, how pretty i look, it’s so much all at once. and as i feel you hold my hips still, i freeze, resting comfortably in a second, and leaning into you more as i ask against your ear, “are you alright?” and you don’t know what to say so you just hum a “mhm” and i look at you, searching you with my eyes but not seeing anything i recognize. body tensed, flushed cheeks, pulse racing, breathing different, he’s nervous? but why? usually he’s so calm i don’t understand. but i accept your answer anyway, and continue to rest on you while the movie plays and we smoke, softly talking at times
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my friend just put me in a hanging wedgie and i really have to pee 😣 i don’t know when she’ll let me down and my panties won’t rip… and it hurts so bad 😖 im going to pee if i don’t get down soon >_<
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i just want someone to touch me right now, my vibrator isn’t enough, i need to be choked and have my hair pulled, i need to have my hands pinned above my head while you caress my thighs and softly touch my clit through my soaked panties until i’m a whimpering mess
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mmph fuck i’m high asf and it’s getting really hard not to pee…i have to pee so bad i’m getting so desperate please
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L has been working so much lately on the new kira case that you and him have barely had any spare time to spend with each other, and you missed him, always working late nights left you sleeping in your bed alone, tossing and turning, missing his presence above anything else.
some nights you would try to pleasure yourself, but it wouldn’t even compare to how he’d touch you, so you lay alone, throbbing and sexually frustrated, an ache in your core only he could make go away.
so you decide one day to change this situation.
you see him perched in his work chair, working at his computer like always, even as late as it already was, he looked like he was nowhere near a stopping point.
“hey baby, how’s work?”
“mhm”
you roll your eyes and scoff at the response, or more like lack thereof.
seeing his plate full of sweets, (he always had some on hand, his sweet tooth being even bigger than yours), and seeing his empty cup of tea, you prompt him with a question you hoped would attract his attention.
“i made you some tea, would you like some?”
he looks up slightly, his eyes finally meeting yours.
“you made me tea? you didn’t have to do that you know”
he says, looking back at his computer.
“i know i didn’t have to, i wanted to”
you say with a sweet smile as you hand him the teacup.
he sips it loudly, and hums in response.
“thank you”
and as expected, he gets right back to work, as if you weren’t even there, as usual.
finally fed up, you sit in his lap, straddling him to face toward him while he continues to work on his computer, barely even registering your presence.
not liking his lack of response, you start to kiss his neck, biting and sucking the nape of his neck.
“wh-what are you doing y/n?”
he says as his breath hitches and he moves his neck to the side to give you better access. you can feel the obvious tent in his pants start to grow as you rock your hips against his ever growing hard on.
“oh nothing, just keep working L”
you say with a smirk as you grind your hips into him harder, your pussy throbbing against him.
“i’m trying to work y/n and this is very distracting”
he tries to keep working and to focus on his computer, but you continue your assault on his neck, definitely leaving marks behind.
“oh cmon L don’t pretend like you don’t like this, your cock is so hard i can feel it throbbing”
he admits defeat and throws his head back, letting out a soft moan when he feels you start to unbuckle his jeans, pulling them down to his ankles. you slowly take his cock out of his underwear, and it was a magnificent sight, he was atleast 7 inches, the tip soft pink color, a purple blue vein running on the underside of his cock.
work completely forgotten at this point, he starts squirming under your touch, letting out soft moans at the slightest brush of your finger against tip.
“y-y/n, please if your going to fuck me just do it already”
he moans out, bucking his hips under you, a silent plea to be inside you. and you decide to grant his wish, by pulling your panties to the side and sinking down slowly, onto him.
you forgot how truly big he was, taking inch by inch in your pussy, his cock stretching you out in just the right way.
“oh m-my god y/n fuck, just like that, take my cock, just like that”
his praise goes straight to your core, and you feel your arousal start to drip onto your thighs.
when you finally manage to take all of him, you start to move up and down, slowly at first, but then noticing how he’s crumbling underneath you, so pretty, you decide to speed up the pace a bit, his tip brushing your cervix, making you let out the most pretty moans, all for him.
and he knows it too, because he’s got a smug look on his face when he says,
“aw darling you look so pretty taking my cock, such a good girl for me hm?”
you tighten around him at his words, and start you start to rock your hips back and forth faster, making the breath catch in his throat, and his eyes close momentarily, moaning your name over and over.
watching how his eyes roll in the back of his head, hearing his moans, seeing the way he’s looking at you, is enough to push you over the edge, you feel a knot start to form in your lower stomach, heat filling your entire body, you start moaning uncontrollably, getting absolutely cock drunk, as you start to chase your high.
“L i’m- oh my god L- i need to c-cum, so- s-so bad, please L, oh my-“
hearing you begging him to cum is enough to make the last strand of control he had left snap, and he cums, hard, shooting his cum inside you, at the same time your falling apart on top of him, your orgasm almost too much as it takes over you. your only thought being L, his name a moan on your tongue as you ride out your orgasm.
you start to come back down to earth, you hear him comforting you, saying how good of a job you did, telling you how pretty you are, as your laying on L’s chest, your arm’s wrapped around his waist, hear him start to doze off, but before he does, he says softly,
“i love you y/n”
you smile into his chest, as you feel butterflies, in your half awaken state, and say,
“i love you more, L”
as you slowly drift off to sleep, in L’s arms.
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L and you had been seeing each other for a while now, and in that time you’ve seen a side of him that surprised you, to say the least.
like right now for example, the way he abandoned his work the second he even 𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 that you were needy for him, just the sight of you rubbing your thighs together, slightly whimpering at the action, the way you weren’t responding fast enough, the way you weren’t looking at him directly in the eye, was more then enough to pick you up and carry you straight to his bedroom.
he would pin you to the bed, arms above your head, wasting no time in giving you what you want, kissing you with the hunger of a starving man, he would snake a hand in between your already soaked thighs, and chuckles when he traces his fingers, oh so delicately, over your panties, finding how they’re already so wet, and finding it amusing the way your body responds to him, your hips bucking, your thighs slightly spreading wider for him, the way your breathing hitches, how absolutely needy you are, all for him and his touch. “such a little slut for me aren’t you y/n, soaking for me when i’ve barely even touched you yet, how pathetic“ all you can do is open your thighs wider like the needy little slut he knows you are, whimpering in response, hoping he’ll stop teasing you and give you what you so desperately want. he takes off your panties, lowering his body so that his head is right between your legs. you can feel his hot breath on your inner thigh, and the way he’s looking at your glistening pussy is enough to make you orgasm right then and there, it’s primal, possessive, there’s a hunger in his eyes that makes your clit throb even more then it already was. and this doesn’t go without notice, because L starts planting little kisses along your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to your core, licking and biting the soft flesh, loving the reactions you give him, the pathetic whines and moans, all for him. “p-please L please” you beg him, but he wants to hear you say it, to hear you say exactly what you want. “please what darling, i can’t read your mind, if you want something you’ll just have to tell me”. your cheeks heat up in embarrassment and you turn your head away, humiliated as you say “i-i want you to make me c-cum L, please”, you practically whimper out. L begins licking up and down your slit, rubbing your clit with his skilled thumb, giving you what you finally need. the sounds you make above him are melody to his ears, and it only makes him want to please you more. he sucks on your already sensitive bud, and sticks two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out of you. “oh f-fuck L, oh my god please L, please it feels so- oh please” your a moaning mess above him, and it makes blood rush to his tip and his cock harden just from the sound of you, rutting into the sheets for some relief. it just makes him suck your clit harder, working his fingers like magic, getting you closer and closer to your high. he notices your getting close with the way you clench on his fingers, the way your whines are getting higher pitched, and decides to reward you, “that’s a good girl, i know you good you’ve been for me, cum whenever you want love” you feel a knot start to form in your stomach at his words, and he goes faster, making you see stars, feelings heat spread throughout your whole body, moaning his name while you ride out your high, cumming on his tongue, and losing any self respect you earlier had as you thank him over and over again for letting you cum, having the best orgasm of your life, all because of him. and when your finally back down to earth, L holds you, telling you how good you did, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you fall asleep, silently whispering, “i love you y/n” and you kiss him, saying, “i love you more, L”
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