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[glitter-g4y]

Imagine coming home to a femme in lingerie, who would undo your pants, push you in a chair as she rides that cock while she touches herself and mouthing how she missed you 😮‍💨

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

“Yes ma’am”

Alright I’m gonna need you to just take your pants off right now

[rafeyscurtainbangs]

[lenichque]

i still stand by this

[jcshallenqb]

oh he looks STUNNING !!

[idontmindifuforgetme]

Someone needs to teach my middle aged Arab mother how to properly use emojis bc what is this

[scarlet-and-ultraviolet]

[faithinlouisfuture]

this man 🫠

[theanimeroom]

Thinking about Sae pressing himself into you as you talk in the phone with your friend, gasping as he wraps his arms around you ♡♡

okay okay so here’s my take on this one right here brother ☝🏽

everyone knew how itoshi sae was. cold, ruthless, emotionally constipated, if you will. he wants the type of person to really care for one’s feelings or sentiments, yet he cared about you.

you were the only thing in his life aside from soccer that he would go to hell and back for, rather than just letting it slip away from him. you were his release on a stressful day, his breath of fresh air when he felt like he was suffocating. the smell of your shampoo staining his bed didn’t leave him feeling agitated, nor did the random texts and calls checking in on him. you were like his breath of fresh air, an escape from the constant cycle he found himself looping in.

it was exactly that privilege that left you so enamored by the man.

he treated you like you deserved the universe and then some, despite his usually gruff nature. his eyes were always softer whenever he looked your way, his words although still rude sometimes, were much nicer when they were directed towards you. “are you gonna eat sometime today, or are you trying to beat your previous record?” you knew he meant well, no matter how much he sounded like a dick.

after you started dating, you could say that you let the favoritism go to your head a bit, always trying to push the man’s buttons to see how far you could go before he snapped. usually it would take all of five minutes before a glare was being shot at you, low eyes telling you everything you needed to know.

you’d always tried to get some form of attention out of him, make him expose his true feelings for you in ways that he never did before. on a typical you would get ignored by the man, only catching his attention when he would allow it. but on very special days, you wouldn’t have to ask for a thing.

it was his refusal to be affectionate that made you so hung up on the act, so the moment he gave you a sample of what you were looking for, it went straight between your legs.

on this day you were trying to schedule plans with a long time friend who’d be traveling for the past few months, your phone pressed to your ear as you stood at the vanity in your bedroom.

“of course! what time?” you’d chirp, smiling at your reflection as your best friend talked about this new cafe they’d found. as you tried to make sure your appearance was presentable, you caught a peek of sae as he slipped from the bathroom silently. the steam from his shower escaped behind his figure, sweatpants low on his hips as he tossed his towel on the computer chair near him. his low cast eyes peered over towards you when he heard you giggle slightly, nodding your head. “yeah, that’ll work just great,” the sarcasm oozed from your words. “did you forget what happened last time?”

when you laughed a bit louder sae paused his movements, watching your figure from where he was standing by the bed. he wasn’t sure what spurred him on but the next thing he knew, his body was stalking up to you, watching as you paid him no mind through the mirrors reflection.

you only acknowledged his presence behind you when a warm hand placed itself on your waist, fingers dusting about the skin of your stomach. your voice aired out a bit, eyes slipping shut as your hand hand came down to cover his.

you hummed as your friend continued their tangent, letting your hand match the feather-like touches from your boyfriend asking his forearm.

a small gasp would escape you when you continued talking to your friends instead of shifting your full attention to sae, both of his strong arms wrapping around your mid section. the pressure of his muscular arms made your body go warm, your thighs pressing together and breathing growing uneven.

“y-yeah… yeah it c-could be a while then…” you could barely even comprehend your friend anymore, huffing out when sae’s body crushed against yours, pressing your lower stomach into the edge of the vanity table. when a pair of soft lips started to trail down from under your ear, moving along your collar bone, you felt the last remnants of control slip away.

“hey, but something…um…something just came up, so just text me when you’re on the way there alright?” you spoke hastily, tightening your grip on the phone when your now clammy hands felt the device slipping away from you. when your friend made a sound of agreement, you quickly pulled the phone away from you ear. “okaybye!”

the moment sae watched you press the end call button his hand wrapped around yours, snatching the phone from your grip. you barely had time to register the sound of the box hitting the floor before one of the hands that were wrapped around your waist picked around your neck, forcing you to turn around. your eyes were wide as you stared at sae’s nonchalant visage, trying to read his eyes in hopes of figuring out what he might do next. your body was effectively on fire, complying to his will when he decided to lighten the pressure on your throat, still keeping his warm fingers against your skin.

“looks like you’re going somewhere,” he said flatly, not giving away any ideas as to what he was thinking. when you nodded he let out a hum, the feeling of his nails dragging down your exposed chest making your breath fake. “my trophy looks so pretty, i’m not sure i can let her go out like this.”

his words were punctuated by the dip of his head, lips coming into contact with your cheek. they trailed along your face, light kisses covering every piece of you that he could find. you didn’t notice the way you held your breath when his mouth hovered over yours, waiting and ready for the man before you. “b-but, we already made the plans.”

sae didn’t respond, only staring at you in seemingly contemplation, before smothering your lips with his. this kiss was much different than the ones he was peppering you with earlier, slow but full of tongue. the slight desperation seeped through in the way he slotted his thigh between yours, hips shifting when your hip brushed against his growing cock.

an overwhelmed moan slipped from you, trying to keep up where your mind was falling behind.

when sae pulled away he had to hide the smirk that threatened to expose him, your glassy eyes and swollen lips giving him every reason to keep you at home, rather than going out with your stupid friend.

he couldn’t let you walk around outside with that look on your face, now could he?

bonus info: sae will never admit that he only becomes affectionate when he gets jealous. you were his, his baby, and when you decided to put other people ahead of staying right next to him, he had to make sure you remembered who you were coming back to at the end of the night.

BONUS bonus info: you already knew all that information, which is why whenever you did go out, you made sure to wear your prettiest outfits just so he could ruin them before you left, and after you got back <3

[gabisart]

Do you ever think of how we used to be? 💭♈♎

[fangswbenefits]

but sweet girl needs to see Miguel jerk off.

They’re both in bed heavy panting, after a heated make-out session. Miguel as always rocking a raging boner. He wants to get up, take care of his problem in the bathroom, but sweet girl stops him. She wants to see his cock, she’s never seen one in real life before (only in her science book, but that doesn’t count).

"I just want to get accustomed with seeing it. So when the time comes, i don’t get anxious.” she sheepishly confesses with her eyes squeezed shut.

So that’s how Miguel finds himself with his back pressed against the headboard of his bed, grey sweatpants pulled down his thick thighs, the bottom of his t-shirt between his teeth. Sweet girl gingerly watching from beside him, as he works his shaft.

As if she were in a trance she reaches out, curious fingers ghosting over his length before her thumb rubs over his tip. Miguel is gone (obviously) cumming all over his abs.

But the cherry on the cake is, when she scoops up a bit of his cum and rubbing it between her fingers, spreading her digits to watch it pull strings before bringing them to her mouth to get a taste.

What can she say, she has the heart of a scientist after all.

This is filthy, I’m sorry

WHAT THE HELL

[violetmuses]

@yassbishimvintage @nobodygetsza This man is going to make me crazy! 😳 😮‍💨

[livylivss]

LAWWWWWWDDDDD😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 would’ve fainted right on the spot😭😭😭

[tkachukitup]

HELLO MR TKACHUK SIR

[heartsoftruth]

SNAPSHOTS FROM QATAR

[faithinlouisfuture]

devastatingly handsome 🫠 (x)