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Lets assume I want to watch horror movies with the dear doctor đ©žâ€ïž now at spooky season. Would she be interested? What sort of films if so? Wanted to ask ya a Halloween ask. đ
You could have a cosy night! She would appreciate some atmospheric gothic horror with pretty costumes and beautiful yet eerie environments.
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matching costumes
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âïž it's her birthday
#CRYING SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE'S HEARD HAPPY BEE DAY ONE TOO MANY TIMES#she's such a good sport with her costumes#but she does manage to look extremely pathetic#willabee#HAPPY HALLOWEEN ALSO đ
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Oh boy it cometh.
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Over the Garden Wall [2014]
1.01 The Old Grist Mill // 1.10 The Unknown
#this isn't even the otgw gifset I've been working on all week btw - that's coming in a few days đđ#otgwedit#over the garden wall#overthegardenwalledit#cartoonedit#animationedit#tvedit#tuserpris#filmtvcentral#useremz#usersco#usernewbs#usersugar#dixonscarol#gifs*#parallels*
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1957 October calander
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Vincent Price the skeleton bat. I find him adorable. Bacchus seems to fear him.
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Prints are available Here
#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#digital art#procreate art#procreate illustration#procreate#cat#Halloween#Boop#boop#Halloween Cats#đ#prints#art prints#prints for sale
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#halloween#pumpkins#skeletons#door#halloween decorations#decorations#fall#fall vibes#halloween vibes#trick or treat#autumn#string lights#90s vibes#90s#doorstep#jack o lantern#đ#đ#đ#halloween is here
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Pumpkin cat
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AGE IS NOTHING BUT A NUMBER â GETO SUGURU.
kinktober day two â overstimulation ; find masterlist here
synopsis. befriending nanako and mimiko has its perksâlike fucking their father, for example. suguru might have aged over the years, but that doesn't mean he's lost his touch. don't believe him? that's okayâhe can always just show you instead
length. 5.3k words (bro this fic was agonizing)
contents. minors do not interact, fem! reader, dilf! suguru, college au (reader is a student), age gaps (20+ difference), jealous suguru, teasing, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, nipple play, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, pet names (baby, sweetheart, princess, angel)
notes. this took me so long bc i hate it so im posting it and running away to play genshin to slave away for primos
most people can tell their best friends everything. not you, thoughâyou have a secret. a dirty, shameful, horrible little secret, in fact.
no one knows that every chance you get, every small little moment you can possibly squeeze in, you fuck your two best friendsâ fatherâand itâs going to stay that way, unknown and forever hidden. suguru is young as far as parents go, just barely in his twenties when heâs found himself a single father of two, but that doesnât mean heâs not too old for you. and it especially doesnât mean that itâs not inappropriate to fuck the man that raised your two closest friends.
you meet nanako and mimiko during your freshman year of collegeâthe rest is history. the first time you spend the night at their place, suguru (he insists you call him that on your first meeting) is overjoyed that his girls have someone as lovely as you.
who wouldnât be? youâre smart, well-mannered, respectable, and incredibly studious. what a perfect role model for his girlsâafter all, every fatherâs worst nightmare is his sweet, precious daughters venturing off to the real world. men are dogsâsuguru should know. theyâre sleazy and prey on young women who are naive and unsuspecting, taking advantage of their hopefulness before completely destroying their innocence. suguru canât bear the idea of his perfect little girls becoming victims of such sinister behaviorâbut thatâs all quelled when he meets you.
but he never thought, not even for one second, that heâd become one of those men.
those older men who fuck girls half their ageâthe girls that are barely in their twenties and still donât even really understand how taxes work. the girls that have just started to learn how to hold their alcohol and can only recently buy it legally. the girls who donât realize how complicated adulthood can be, just barely spreading their wings and learning what itâs like to be free.
suguru has always found those men deplorable. theyâre the awful, disgusting, untamed vermin of societyâwomen must be protected from them at all costs.
but now? wellâŠ.now heâs one of themâand he finds, even as disgusted with himself as he is from time to time, he has little regrets.
not when youâre sprawled under him, hands tracing over his bare chest, feeling the soft skin under your palms in wonder. suguru, though heâs not let himself go by any means, is past his primeâhe still frequents the gym, and he has more time to go now that the girls are gone most of the day, but heâs not immune to the effects of aging.
his hair has more than a few strands of white sprinkled in now; nanako makes sure to remind him not to pull them out unless he wants more. heâs still managed to keep the abs he was once so proud of in his youth, but theyâre still not as hardâlayered over a slight belly that he canât seem to get rid of no matter what he tries. his skin is a bit looser, and his eyes have slight wrinkles in the corners of them, but despite it all, suguru still looks as handsome as ever.
heâs aged well, still looks remarkably young for men his age, and still looks like that dashing young man he once was who stole hearts. in fact, he still hears about his looks, especially from nanako and mimikoâs friendsâheâs always chuckled to himself and shook his head in amusement.
thatâs your dad? god, heâs so hot.
what? heâs single? oh my gosh, do you need a mom?
i canât believe heâs never been marriedâwomen in his generation donât deserve him. iâll take him off their hands.
wait, do you have pictures of him when he was younger?
oh my god, heâs so fine. are you sure heâs in his forties?
nanako and mimiko, bless their hearts, have always crinkled their noses at theâŠless than proper comments theyâve had to witness about their father. in fact, theyâve watched teachers practically throw themselves onto suguru at parent-teacher conferences. itâs bothersomeâa little disturbing to hear their friends talk about all the things theyâd let their dad, of all people, do to them.
but you? you donât make unhinged comments. they appreciate that.
but if only they knewâŠ
if only they knew that sometimes, like right now, when youâre spending the night, you donât actually sleepâinstead, you sneak off to their fatherâs room, lay on his mattress under his body, and feel his touch. you can feel him, hard and throbbing in his sweats as his clothed cock presses against your thighâbut he takes his time with you, and doesnât do anything about the clear arousal pooling between your legs just yet.Â
instead, he focuses on remembering your bodyâitâs been a while, after all. he hasnât felt your hips, hasnât tasted your skin, hasnât heard your voice.Â
âmissed you,â suguru breathes, hovering over you as you hum, nipping at your skin as his nose brushes along your neck. your hand is playing with his hair, twisting long, black and white strands along your fingers. âhavenât seen you in a bit, angel.â
âiâve had midterms,â you murmur.
suguru knowsânanako and mimiko have been studying for them themselves. heâs more than a little disappointed that you havenât come over to study with them yet. but then, just the other night, mimiko mentions youâve been spending your time with a boy at the library, sharing a table as you lean over his shoulder to look at his laptop. nanako giggles that you might have finally gotten yourself a boyfriend. mimiko hums and nods as she murmurs itâs about time.
suguru swallows down every bite of dinner with an aftertaste of bile that night.
a boyâa boy? youâve been skipping coming over to study with the girls (and, by default, seeing him) just to study with some boy? whatâs got your attention on the guy so badly? why would you break the routine youâve had for the last few semesters for someone you just recently met? have you finally started to realize that this is a mistake? is suguru a mistake?
he thinks maybe not, now that youâre back in his bedâbut he still has too many unanswered questions.Â
âso iâve heard,â he says lowly, âiâve also heard thereâs a certain boy on your radar.â he smiles bitterly, pulling away from your neck to stare at you with those dark, sharp eyes of his. âa much younger, and fitting match for you, i suppose.â
you roll your eyes, snorting.
âis that what nanako and mimiko have told you? honestly, those two,â you huff fondly, âi told them already. heâs just my partner for a presentation. weâre practicing.â
âoh?â suguru raises a browâand then he shivers lightly when you lean up and kiss his jaw, eyes fluttering shut at your touch.
âyes,â you giggle, âno need to be jealous of someone half your age, you know.â
âthatâs exactly why iâm jealous,â he breathes, leaning in to kiss you softly.
your lips taste like honeyâprobably sweeter, in fact. they drip with that decadent, saccharine taste of youth. he feels twenty again every time he kisses you, feels not a day older than his glory days.
âoh, you poor thing,â you grin, cupping his face as you scatter kisses along his cheeks and nose, thumb tracing the skin. fuck, is this what it feels like to be in love? it makes him feel so young, so free, and hopeful for the future. when was the last time he felt this way? âhave you been losing sleep over my nonexistent college boyfriend?â
âwell, kids your age fool around quite a bit,â he says in that father tone that he uses on nanako and mimiko, âwhat was i supposed to think?â
youâve heard that tone so many times before; the one where he talks like he knows better, like heâs wiser, like heâs aware of something youâre not.Â
girls, make sure you share your location with meâi need to find you in case anything happens. itâs for your own safety, end of discussion.
make sure you watch over your drinks, okay? men these days take every chance they get to spike them when youâre not looking. mimiko, i was your age once, too. iâve seen this happen plenty.
donât walk alone in the streets at night. call me. iâll pick you upâno, nanako, itâs not lame. the streets are dangerous at night. there are creeps, you know.
donât get into any boyâs cars, girls. you never know whatâll happen; one mistake is all it takes to ruin your lifeâhey, donât roll your eyes at me. one day, youâll understand iâm right.
âiâm not a kid,â you pout, and then, smugly this time, you wiggle your brows. âdidâya lose sleep over my imaginary boyfriend? you need plenty of sleep at your age, yâknow.â
âno, youâre not a kid,â suguru agrees, âyouâre a brat.â and then heâs back to pressing those hot, open-mouthed, hungry kisses along your jaw, humming in delight when you angle your head to give him better access.Â
sometimes, itâs fun to get under suguruâs skinâitâs fun to break that carefully built, mature patience of his, pulling a twitch of his eye and a furrow of his brow from him. so, you grin widely as you murmur, âwho knows? maybe heâd fuck betterâmore stamina, yâknow?â
itâs supposed to just tease him, to make him glare at you unimpressed so you can giggle and kiss between his browsâbut suguru stills at that, painfully stiff for a moment before he bites at your skin. hard.Â
âoh yeah?â he hisses, his voice low and dangerous as he pulls away to glare down at you, âyou think so? what, you think an old man like me canât fuck you long enough?â
you donât get a chance to replyânot before he pulls your pants down your waist to reveal your soaked panties, pulling a hum from him as he grins at the damp patch of fabric. his fingers circle over your clit for a moment, right over the cloth, making your breath hitch as you buck into his touch.Â
âsuguruââ
âlook at that,â he chuckles, âwearing my favorite one, huh? canât fuck you that bad if you try your best to impress me. isnât that what you wanted? is that what you were thinking when you put these on before coming over? how precious,â he murmursâhe speaks so condescending, so knowingly, as if heâs read your mind just by looking at the red lace covering your dripping cunt. you cover your face in humiliation, but he grabs your wrists and pins them over your head, clicking his teeth in disapproval.Â
part of you knows you should quit while you canâthe other part? wellâŠit wants to test the limits a bit longer. suguru has never been so easy to rile up, you want to indulge in it for just a bit longer if you can help it.Â
âwell,â you huff, âwhatâre you waiting for, then? donât tell me the age has slowed you downââ
âyou really donât know when to quit, do you?â he says in a low snarl, âfine, you want me to hurry up? you got it, princess.â
it all happens before you can even registerâone moment, youâre grinning at him with mischief in your eyes; the next second, he has you in nothing but your bra, bare in his bed as he pulls your legs apart and leans close to your pussy.
âyou know the thing about guys your age,â he hums, toying with your clit lazily as you gasp with a twitch, âis that they really donât know how to take care of anyone but themselves. guess they just donât have enough experience to really figure it out.â
his lips latch onto your clit, sucking before he rolls his tongue over the sensitive bud as his fingers sink into your core, pushing past your folds and stretching you open. itâs slowâdeliberately so, in fact. it makes your head spin, and your fingers curl into the bed sheets as you pant.Â
âsuguru, m-moreââ
âdonât worry,â he coos, pulling away from you to grin up at your glossy eyes, âyouâll get plenty, baby. weâll see if youâve got the stamina. yâknow, since youâre so young.â
his lips are back to wrap around your clit, fingers sinking and curling exactly where youâre most sensitiveâsuguru finds your sweet spots instantly the first time he has you sprawled under him. didnât even take a moment of trial, just knew where to touch and kiss to have you unravel in his hold. that much still hasnât changedâhis fingertips press against the sensitive spot in the back of your walls, pulling pretty little whines from you as his tongue flicks over your clit.Â
itâs always been a blessing that nanako and mimikoâs room is across the houseâhad they been closer, they might hear the mewl you let out as his fingers bully into you faster, unforgiving as they brush against your walls and build the ache up between your legs until itâs about to burst.Â
âs-suguru, âm close, so, so closeââ
âalready?â he gasps, chuckling as he presses a kiss to your clit with a sly grin, âthought you had more in you than that, baby. so youthfulâfigured youâd last a bit longer.â
heâs mean about itârubs it in your face some more that youâre so close so fast before he pulls his fingers away and doesnât even give you the satisfaction of falling apart on his digits. it makes you sob, hips bucking up to chase the friction of his fingers, but heâs already gone, leaving your walls empty and fluttering around nothing.
âno,â your voice breaks, ân-no, so close, please. i wantââ
âthatâs what he wouldâve done,â suguru hums, âpulled out before you even finished. thatâs what guys your age always doâthey donât know how to make girls finish. you ever had that problem with me?â
âno,â you say quickly, shaking your head. youâre a pretty little thing, he thinksâpouty, wobbly lips and those glossy eyes as you sniffle. âno, you always make me cumâplease, i wanna cum, sugu.â
âyeah?â he pouts with faux sympathy, âdidnât feel good, huh? feels better when i take care of you, doesnât it?â
âuh huh,â you nodâyouâre still panting through the aftershocks of having your orgasm ripped from you, chest rising and falling harsh enough that it fills him with pride he can pull such drastic reactions from you. no one knows your body like suguruâheâs too good at giving it what it wants for anyone else to compare.Â
âthink that boyââ he spits the last word like itâs poison on his tongue, ââcan take care of you?â
âno,â you whimper, âno, he canât. not like you, never like you.â
âthatâs a good girl,â he nods approvingly, rubbing his slick-coated finger over your clit, toying with it teasingly as you writhe, whining for more. âyou know something else about men your age? they donât care to please a womanâdonât bother to appreciate them enough to make them feel good. you think that boy would be hereââ he pauses to motion between your legs, where heâs currently situated, ââwillingly? taste you willingly? let you cum on his tongue willingly?â
âi-i donâtâŠi never asked someone toââ
âdid you ever ask me?â he interrupts, raising a brow at you, âyou ever have to ask me? i just do it. wanna know why? because i know what iâm doingâknow how to treat you right, how to give you what you need. isnât that right?âÂ
âyes, yesâyou always give me what i wantââ
âwhat you need,â he corrects, âand you know what i think you need right now? this.â
his tongue licks a stripe along your entrances before you can say anything else, pulling a gasp out of you as your hands find his hair and tugâsuguru groans at that, feels his pants get impossibly tighter as the aching erection he sports throbs between his legs at the way you pull at the strands so desperately, so needy. for him. only ever him.Â
his tongue fucks into you, messy with the way he devours you, the slick arousal pooling from your cunt coating his lips, his cheeks, his chin. you moanâand really, itâs almost a squealâwhen his fingers are sinking back into you, tongue flicking away at your clit mercilessly as he thrusts his digits in and out of your pussy. youâre close, painfully so, the pressure steadily building and building until you just canât hold it back anymore.Â
âsuguââm c-cumming. god âs so goodâfeels good,â you babble, thighs closing around his head as his fingers curl into your sweet spot over and over again, not stopping for even a second as he helps you ride out your high. your walls spasm around his fingers, tight as they flutter around him and make him groan at the thought of being inside you.Â
he watches, hungry and in awe, as your back arches off the mattress and your mouth parts, broken little wails of his name rolling off your tongue in a sweet melody.Â
âi bet heâs never seen someone look like this,â suguru murmurs, watching the way the ecstasy takes over your features as your face falls slack from pleasure, âso pretty when falling apart. bet heâd never even get close to making you look so fucked from just his tongue.â
your orgasm ripples through youâitâs not new, the way he makes you feel so good, but itâs definitely nothing to get used to either. your body slumps back onto the mattress as you finish, panting harshly while he climbs up to hover over you once again.Â
âthat felt good?â he asks, nosing at your cheek as you nod breathlessly.
âyeah,â you breathe, wrapping your arms around his neck.Â
âhope youâre not tired out just yet,â he says smugly, eyeing the way sweat clings to your forehead and huffs of air exhale from your lungs with each labored breath, âbecause weâre nowhere near done, baby. not even close.â
just like that, your bra is unclasped and pulled off, freeing your tits for his mouth to latch onto a nipple, sucking and lightly grazing his teeth along the bud while his fingers tease at the other, pinching and rubbing over it with his thumb. you whine, eyes squeezing shut as your hand cups the back of his head and keeps him in place.Â
âbet i could make you cum just from this,â he says with a laugh, âi donât even need to fuck you.â
âplease,â you dig your nails into his shoulder, moaning as he switches to wrap his lips around the other nipple, âplease, suguân-need more.â
âbe more specific,â he says lowly, looking up at you in amusement, âgonna need more than that, princess. you gotta help me out hereâiâm afraid i donât know what iâm doing.â
suguru is doing everything he can to drag this outâif youâd known one small comment would have him riled up like thisâŠwell, truthfully, you canât say you wouldnât have made it anyway. itâs exciting in its own right when heâs so determined to show you why you need him, why no one else but him is meant to see you like this, make you fall apart like this, have you sprawled under them like this.Â
no one can know about you and suguruânot nanako and mimiko, not your other friends, not your family. you know what theyâd say, how theyâd feel.Â
disgustâshame, even. heâs far too old for you, you know theyâd say; heâs a red flag for getting with someone so young. no one can know that you come here, dead in the middle of the night when your friends are asleep, and fuck their father. not only thatâlay with their father, talk about your hopes and dreams for the future with their father, giggle as you gossip with their father, fall in love with their father.Â
something tells you the feeling is not unreciprocatedâthat suguru feels the same, that he loves holding you in his arms just as much as you love laying in them. maybe it wasnât a joke, what youâd said. not to him, at leastâmaybe deep down, it stung; maybe he had something to prove. that boy might be closer to you in age, but heâll never, ever treat you the way suguru doesâno one will, for that matter. perhaps he has to show it so you really know.Â
so you look him in the eye, pull him closer until his forehead is pressed against yours and you can press a delicate kiss to his lips before you murmur against them, âfuck me, suguru. pleaseâneed you.â
he groans at that, closes his eyes before his hips move to press the thick tip of his cock against your folds, dragging it along your entrance as he coats his head with your slick. itâs flushed a deep pinkâitâs been neglected for so long that he shudders at the way it aches, at the way even the slightest friction along the sensitive tip pulls a soft gasp from him.Â
for a moment, he wonders if he really will last long enough to fuck you properlyâhe might not, with the way your walls always squeeze around him, always have him ready to fuck his load into you just as soon as heâs inside you. the thought alone almost makes his cock twitchâbut suguru is a man of patience, so he slowly pushes into you, inch by inch, looking down and watching as his girth disappears inside you.Â
âlook at that,â he coos, grinning wide as he looks back up at you, âtook me so easily. âs cause when you do it right, it doesnât take much, does it?â
âf-fuckââ your head presses back against the pillow, mouth hung open as you breathe heavily, trying to squirm and get even the slightest bit of friction from him as he stays painfully still. âmove, suguruâplease, c-canât wait anymore. jusâ wanna feel you.â
âi know,â he chuckles, âpatience is a virtue, sweetheart.â
despite it all, suguru is not feeling very patient anymoreâitâs been long enough. his hips roll slowly at first, a shallow thrust of his hips that makes you both moan lowly before he all but pulls out and slams back in, hard. you can feel the burning stretch of his girth practically splitting you open, every thick vein dragging along your cunt and every brush of his tip against the back of your walls. itâs loudâthe sound of skin slapping against skin, the sound of his deep groans and your breathless whines, the sound of the headboard hitting the wall as he fucks you into his mattress.Â
âgodâfuck, suguruâth-there,â you mewl as he slams into you right where you need him.Â
youâve lost count of how many times suguru has fucked you like youâre his. in his bed at night, in his shower in the mornings, on the couch when you drop by when the girls arenât home, in his car that one time he drove you home when it rained, in your apartment that one time he dropped off your laptop because you forgot it. thereâs one common denominatorâthe way he makes you feel, not just from the way his cock ruts into you, but from the way his fingers tangle with yours, from the way his mouth finds your jaw to kiss, from the way his forehead presses into your shoulder with warmth.Â
itâs exciting, maybe. at first, itâs scandalous and a little thrilling in its own right. by now, itâs something much more than thatâyou donât think anyone could make you feel the way he does, fuck you like he does, even if they tried. even if they knew where to touch and where to kiss. even if they knew what you liked and what you didnât.Â
they couldnât be suguruâwould never be suguru.Â
âthere, huh?â he pants, moaning softly as he feels your walls flutter around him tightly, âi know. i know how to fuck this pussyâmy pussy. you think some boy you hardly know would know? think heâd care to learn? think heâd even try?â
âno,â you gasp, shaking your head as your hips buck up to meet his sharp thrusts, âno. no one would make me feel this good. make me feel so good, sugu.â
ânghâsh-shit,â he hisses at your words, cock almost swelling harder at the way you praise him, at the way your words are almost slurred with no real thought behind him. itâs a little pride-inducing, the way youâre still able to sing his praises without having to really think about it first. he can hear it, the way youâre lost in the drag of his cock, drunk in the haze of pleasure, unfocused on everything else besides the way he bullies his thick girth into your abused cunt.
itâs a mess, itâs filthy the way thereâs a mix of pre cum and your slick at the base of his cock, along your inner thighs, coating your skin as the squelching sound of him nudging past your folds fills the room.
itâs good, the way he makes you feelâhe can hear it in your voice as you wail his name.
âs-suguruâoh.â
âwhat, you gettinâ all fucked out on me? âm not even close yet, princess,â he hums, leaning down to kiss your neck as he sucks softly into your sweet spot. you throw your head back, rasping out a cry of his name again as his balls slap against your ass with a harsh roll of his hips.Â
and then his hand makes its way between your bodies, thumb attaching itself to your clit before rubbing punishing circles into the bundle of nervesâyou sob at that, back arching up as your chest presses against his, nipples hard as they brush along his skin.
âs-suguâclose, âm gonna cum a-againâso close,â you pant brokenly, every sentence cut off with a sharp gasp as he thrusts into you.Â
youâre closeâyou canât fight back the way the coil in your belly snaps as he teases your clit. itâs still sensitive from the last orgasm, every nerve still burning up from before as he gives you more, gives you too much, almost. you cum harder this timeâyour second high creeping up on you when you least expect it.Â
it makes your eyes roll back, makes your thighs quiver, and tears stream down your cheeks as you chant his name over and over. suguru, âs so good. suguru, âm cumming. suguru, âs all for you.
every sentence makes his cock drill into you faster, sloppier in rhythm, maybe, but faster. needier. bordering on desperate.Â
âf-fuck, baby,â he grunts, âsqueezinâ me so tightâsuch a tight fuckinâ cunt. you think just anyone deserves this? think you can just walk around and let anyone fuck this? âs bullshitângh.â
you donât answerâcanât answer, in fact. itâs all teary eyes and soft sniffles as you mewl with every thrust, voice breaking between every pretty little sound you make. heâs still fucking into you, still dragging his cock against those sensitive walls, still bumping against your clit with his navel, still nudging against your sweet spot with his thick, swollen tip. itâs almost too muchâit is too much, making you writhe under his body as you try to form the words.Â
ââs t-too much, suguâc-canât anymore,â you try, âcanât.â
âwhat?â he gasps, furrowing his brows in mock confusion, âyouâre tappinâ out on me already? but âm not even done yet, sweetheart. havenât even finished yetâdonât tell me youâre already spent. how will you keep up with your little boyfriendâs stamina if you canât even take an old man like me?â
âc-canât take anyone but you,â you sob, âjusâ youâonly you. promise.â
âyeah? you swear?â
âuh huh. jusâ you, suguâdonâ want anyone else. wonât fuck me the same.â
âatta girl,â he coos, chuckling as he leans down to kiss your jaw, trailing soft pecks until he meets your lips, âthatâs what i thought. make sure you donât forget, okay?â
âfuck, suguruââmâŠg-gonnaâŠâ
âgonna what? cum? youâre cumming again?â you nod at thatâhe grins wide, pride settling into the crinkles of his eyes before his thumb rubs harsh circles into your swollen clit once more. he looks pretty like thatâhair framing his face, the mix of black and white strands sticking to the damp skin of his forehead. his skin is flushed, abs flexing as he pants over you. sometimes you feel guilty that half of why you come over to visit nanako and mimiko is to fuck suguruâthe guilt is quickly extinguished when you see him like this, bottom lip caught between his teeth as his arms barely hold him over you, eyes shut tight as he groans.Â
âi-iâmâfuck, fuck, fuck,â you canât form sentences anymore as you cumâagain. not that you really could before that, but now all you can offer is croaked half-syllables and shaky sobs. your walls squeeze around him, tight as they hug around his throbbing cock.Â
it takes one, two, three more sloppy rolls of his hips before he lets out at a low, âbaby, fuckââm gonna fill you up. want that? want me to cum in you? make you mine? always been mine, havenât you?â
âyes, yesâyours, sugu. yours, yours, yours,â you babble, words slurred between breathy moans and broken sobs. âwanna be yours.â
you can feel himâfeel the way his cock twitches in you, the way he grinds into you to ride out his high, the way sticky, hot ropes of cum fill your walls, the way he fucks his load deeper into you with every sloppy thrust of his hips. his arms quiver as he holds himself over youâjust barely, though. you can hear the way his voice cracks as he gasps your name over and over, as he mutters lowly about how youâre his, how youâll always only be his.Â
âmine,â he grits, âyouâre fuckinâ mineâsee how youâre suckinâ me in? see how i fit in this pussy like it was made for me? âs cause youâre mine.â
his body slumps onto yours as he finishes, head pressed into the crook of your neck as he kisses the skin while you both catch your breaths. you whimper, still sensitive, as he pulls out of you, a soft chuckle falling past his lips as he pulls his head up to look at you and press a kiss to your cheek.Â
âso,â he starts, eyes laced with amusement as he takes in the fucked out look on your face, the tears still drying your cheeks, the swollen flush of your bottom lip, âstill think you need someone with more stamina? someone whoâll fuck you betterââ
âgod,â you groan, slapping his shoulder, âwill you drop it already? you got what you wanted, didnât you?â
âno,â he murmurs, pecking your lips, âstill wanna hear it some more.â
âyour ego needs a reality check,â you huff as you brush a strand of hair from his forehead, âthink iâve fed it plenty all night.â
âactually, i think you crushed it,â he pouts theatrically, âtalking about some asshole who doesnât care about you right in front of me. after i take such good care of you, too. the girls already think you should date him,â he adds the last part with a slightly bitter roll of his eyes, pulling a giggle out of you.
âthey think i donât know how to talk to men,â you snort, âimagine they knew i was talking to men old enough to be my father.â
âhey,â he clicks his teeth, falling onto the mattress beside youâhe pulls you into his chest, letting your cheek rest on his bare skin. itâs so wrongâlying in bed with the father of your best friends. but somehow, suguru feels like the only thing youâve ever done right. âage is nothing but a number, sweetheart.â
if i have to see the word cock one more time im going to eradicate all humans that have them
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First part in a series of pumpkin elementals I designed. The glowy transparent chest cavity is where all the magic is stored that keeps the elemental alive. It is often seen followed by a family of fireflies or curious moths. They can only be summoned during the month of October and they last about 30 days before they fall apart and their magic returns to the earth. However, there are legends of skilled wizards who have taken such a liking to their elementals that they manage to keep them alive and well for years past their expiration dates.
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