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[snufstar]

Zero day if it was in 2001. Wow Andre im so excited to get ready to shoot up our school CAL THEY HIT THE SECOND TOWER THEY FUCKING HIT IT CAL

[iiheartsai]

car sex w euro <33

“you feel so good, angel.” øystein praises you

he and his band have just finished their show, you were in the front row. he hadn’t seen you before tonight but by God, he was enamored. he ended up finding you after the show, you two got to talking and next thing you know,

his hands were laying on your waist, helping you as you bounce up and down on his length in the small space in the backseat of his car you smile at the praise, a moan slipping out of your mouth before you press your lips harshly against his, his tongue instantly coming out of his mouth and into yours.

with your hands on his shoulders, you pull away from his lips. your legs had grown tired from trying to keep your pace, and øysetin noticed. holding your waist tighter, he begins lifting you up before bringing you back down on his length. you almost screamed out in pleasure, but buried your face in his shoulder to mask your moans.

“oh, euro,” you moaned, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. you arched your back as the tip of his dick hit the bundle of nerves inside of you. “r-right there, fuck s’good!”

“du er så jævlig sexy” øystein lulls, continuing to press his tip again that exact spot inside of you. with your lips parted, you look at him, nodding before he presses his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes. “don’t stop. please don’t stop.” you beg him.

“i won’t.” he assures you, one hand coming up from your waist to rest on your cheek as one of your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“should i pull out? eller skal jeg komme inni deg, prinsesse?” you couldn’t help but moan out at his dirty words, nodding your head.

“yeah? you want that?” he asks. “i’ll fill you up so good baby.”

[trainsinanime]

I’ve always known I would never be a superhero. They’re not real, and even if they were, I don’t have the skills nor mindset and personality to be one, and that’s okay. But I am still surprised that a TV show tells me, “The main disqualifying thing, above all else, that makes every other thing irrelevant, is that you use an Apple Watch”.

[8kphotography]

Nadine Kerastas ✨

[mukuberry]

they should make milgram watches

[lipsticklens]

don't look at me . . .

[timetacticsdivision]

Espresso, you doing alright back there? I cant really see you

[gv1bezx24]

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[sillypilled-friendcel]

mutuals can ask for personal blogs btw

[brainslushee]

⌚️ I have been left alone in front. How unnerving. Oh well - I can take whatever is thrown my way. I'm a diligent and efficient worker.

[brian4rmthe6]

[snufstar]

HI GUYS!!!!! Thank you to @action-index for the idea and reference for this

I wasn't completely faithful to the style im sorry </3 the hair was really throwing me off BUT!!!! I think I like how it turned out!! I made two versions for different text cause I thought it'd be fun...

[iiheartsai]

1:38 am

there’s probably going to be a dent in the wall with how hard euro slams you against it, his hands planted on either sides of your head keeping you caged in. his dark eyes stare into your soft ones, hardened by the anger that stirred up being in his presence. you raised an eyebrow and let out a breathless giggle, pulling him by his shirt collar into a bruising kiss.

this wouldn’t be gentle, but then again nothing ever was between you and euro. it’s been nothing but snide comments and hurtful remarks, mostly coming from him. hes always had something to say about the clothes you wear, how you’re a poser and don’t belong in the scene.

but right now nothing could pull the two of you apart. there’s nothing to stop you from biting euro’s lip so hard that you can taste the metallic taste of blood on your tongue. you hum as he growls, pulling at your thighs with a grip so tight it’ll leave bruises for days to come, but you could only hope.

he throws you onto the bed and you try to hide the burning feeling that settles at the bottom of your stomach that comes when he’s manhandling you like this. obviously, you can’t be the first one to give in.

“i really don’t fucking like you.” he says, yanking his shirt over his head before crawling on top of you.

“yea, you sure about that? you get this for all the people you don’t fucking like?” you say, giggling as you feel his hard cock pressed against your hip, you walk your fingers down to where his cock is straining against his pants, squeezing him a little tighter than what’s enjoyable just to see that look on his face, watching his body jerk away from your touch, “because i really don’t think so”

euro looks at you with an icy glare, ripping your hand from him and pinning it above your head, you look up at him and smile,

“shh shh, don’t worry baby, i’m only joking. i know how much you hate me” you say, shoving him back with your free hand to take your shirt off. you pull him back with a hand on the back of his neck, gripping his long black hair, causing him to groan in response.

he’s had enough of your mouth, he wants to remind you who has the upper hand in this lust fueled feud that’s been brewing for some time. he slams you flat against the bed, freeing you of your jeans and panties in one tug. he groans at the sight of you and frees his cock from the inside of his jeans.

when he finally pushes into you, it’s every bit of rough, raw, and desperate. the taunts and teasing you made before driving him to push into you deep, anger at how he’d let you get under his skin seeping into his thrusts as he fucks into you hard and rough.

“shouldn’t even let you cum,” he grunts out, when he presses deep brushing against that sweet, sweet bundle of nerves inside you.

“can’t or won’t?”, you say, clearly not resisting the taunt that was on the tip on your tongue, “trying to threaten me now to save your ass when you can’t make me come later, that right øystein?”

his jaw clenches at your words, once again letting you get under his skin control his actions. which is why he pulls his hand back and slaps you across the cheek. his face twists into surprise as you moan out, back arching off the bed.

“you like that? fucking slut.” he does it again, this time shoving his thumb into your mouth. his chest rumbling with a moan as you suck, looking up at him through your eyelashes

a/n: sorry if this seems rushed, it started getting too long and i didn’t know how to end it lol! hope u enjoy <3

[inkavelithedon]

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧-𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐜𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫

“𝑪𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑰𝒔 𝑵𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝑻𝒐 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔”

- 𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧

[q8perazzi]

My beautiful Oris divers 1965

[snufstar]

Me. Yea