#🥡takeout

[arminsumi]

🔞 (MDNI) Dating a freak Choso

He just... doesn't do normal things. He does strange and unconventional shit, but it's wonderful to observe him in his habitat; because Choso is very much in his little Choso habitat.

You ask for a kiss, so he leans in and you think he's gonna press his lips against yours — but no, he bites down on your bottom lip and leaves a teeth mark. He grabs your jaw and gives you an open-mouthed, erotic kiss but pretends it's wholesome, not horny. When he thinks you look really cute, he doesn't just simply compliment you — no, he licks your cheek like a puppy. If you're not paying attention to him, he wiggles his tongue into your ear. If you say your hands are cold, he grabs them and stuffs them down his pants to get warmth.

When you beg for him to put it in, he slaps his heavy cock on your clit instead. If you scream his name, he grunts and thrusts into you harder and says "Keep screaming my name, it's getting me close." in a husky voice. When he rolls off you in an exhausted sweat after cumming, he pants for a while before saying "Shit, baby, that pussy knocked me out." and 5 minutes after sex he's playing video games while you hardcore fall asleep. Dick from Choso always puts you to sleep fast, forget about round two — you're sleeping (lol) and he'll be holding you with one arm, muscles subtly twitching as he plays on his gameboy.

[ink--theory]

Happy "bully the new kids that got splatoon for christmas" Day

[philhoffman]

[zombiegrl999]

needing his throbbing cock inside me rn.

[queenlakiefer]

When Paul gets high Part 2

No one:

Absolutely no one:

Not a single soul on this Earth:

Paul: Guys, boob size doesn’t matter. Big or small, I want them all!

David: That’s great Paul but what has that got to do with ordering takeout? 🥡

[tightjeansjavi]

The Rite of Movement | drabble

“Takeout 🥡”

A/N: I sent @strang3lov3 post shower titty pics in my takeout undies…and then she said I should write baby love wearing those said panties around Joel 🤭 so I did the mf thing and wrote it! P.S that is yours truly’s fine Italian ass in the moodboard! 🍑

~word count: 1.4k~

Summary: Friday nights are takeout nights, baby love

Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader

Warnings: smut, fluff, oral f!receiving, mentions of ouid, teasing, flirting, intimacy, daddy kink! Mommy kink??, Joel and the reader are pornstars, Joel is in his 40’s, reader is in her 30’s, reader has no physical descriptions, readers nickname is baby love, +18 minors dni!

Friday nights were arguably your favorite night out of the entire week; takeout night, baby! Every Friday night you and Joel would pick a local restaurant to order from and this week it was your turn! Instead of simply letting Joel know where you wanted to order from, you decided to play some theatrics into it.

You were, after all, well seasoned in front of the camera.

So while Joel was downstairs, seated at the kitchen table with his jar of weed and rolling papers laid out in front of him, you slipped into one of your favorite pairs of lounging panties. The fabric had little Chinese takeout boxes printed onto the fabric. They were a high waisted, cheeky pair and you had a sneaking suspicion that Joel was absolutely going to love and devour them.

After throwing on one of his well-loved shirts, you headed downstairs to greet him in the kitchen. He had just finished rolling a joint when he noticed you in his peripheral, his lips curved upwards into a boyish grin when he saw that your attire consisted of nothing but panties and one of his shirts: delicious.

“Hey, baby love.” He tucked the joint behind his ear, turning in the chair completely so he was facing you.

“Hey, baby.” You grinned, lifting the hem of his shirt up so he could get the full view of your cheeky choice of panties.

His eyes traveled from your face and all the way down the curve of your body. His eyes flickered back upwards, grin widening as he beckoned you to come closer, “Ooh, how’d you know I was hungry, baby love?” He snickered, wrapping his strong arms around your waist when you were within reach and pulled you in close. He started nuzzling his face against your exposed stomach, pressing open mouth kisses here and there while his hands grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing the plump flesh between his thick fingers.

He brought one hand back, giving your ass a playful slap that elicited a giggle to slip past your lips as you gently carded your fingers through his soft, salt and peppered kissed curls. You leaned down, giving the top of his head a sweet peck as he hummed against your tummy.

“No, baby.” You giggled, “ME. I’m hungry. I want lo mein and orange chicken from Fortune House.”

He let out a soft huff, tickling the sensitive hairs above your pubic bone with his enticing warm breath, “yeah, that’s what you want tonight, baby love?” He looked up at you, resting his chin against your stomach while you gently brushed a few stray curls from his forehead.

“Mhm. Are you good with that for tonight?”

“Always down for some good Chinese takeout.” He rasped, dropping one hand from your ass so he could reach across the table and grab his wallet, “think I wanna eat you first, though.” He chuckled, pulling out one of his cards and handed it to you.

“You always wanna eat me, Joel.” You shook your head with a small smile playing on your lips.

“Can ya blame a man?” He focused his attention back on you, slipping his fingers under the waistband of your panties and gently pulled the elastic back before letting it snap against your hip. “These are fuckin’ adorable, by the way. Love how they look on you, baby love.” He pressed a wet kiss to your hip bone, and then the other before trailing his lips just above the delicate lace on the hem of your panties.

His eyes flickered upwards, deep pools of brown full of nothing but unbridled mischief. The look he was giving you sent heat rising to your cheeks and your thighs involuntarily clenching together.

“Thank you, baby. They’re one of my favorite pairs to lounge in.” You hummed, keeping one hand in his hair just as he began to lower his lips, hot breath fanning your covered core. He leaned in, rubbing the tip of his nose against your covered clit, taking a deep inhale at the scent of your arousal.

“Fuck me.” He grunted, lashes fluttering shut momentarily before they opened again. He kept his eyes locked on yours when he pressed a kiss to your clit, and then another, and another till there was a small wet patch forming from the moisture building up between the thin layers in the fabric.

You stifled a moan, gripping onto his hair for support, your words coming out stuttered when he dragged the flat side of his tongue from your core and all the way up to your clit. “J—Joel, the f—food. Fuck.”

His words were muffled by his face being buried in your covered pussy as he hooked his thumb around the front of your panties and pulled them to the side. “You have my card, baby love, call ‘em and place the order while I feast on ya.” He chuckled deeply, sending a series of sparks to shoot up your spine as you tilted your head back.

“O—okay. What do you want?” You reached for his phone, snatching it up quickly just as he began to suckle on your clit.

“Gimme a minute, kinda busy.” You could feel him smirking against you as he swirled his tongue against you in a languid figure eight motion.

You struggled to dial the number to the restaurant with just one hand, but somehow you managed. “Hi! Yes, I’d like to place an order f—for delivery! Mhmm—I’d like an order of lo mein, orange—chicken. What—size? Uh, large for both, please!” You squeaked out, eyes rolling back into your skull when Joel had crooked his middle and pointer finger inside of your core, thrusting them shallowly.

His mouth and fingers were working in unison as your slick dripped out of you and down the side of his hand almost immediately. You struggled to keep your composure while he was working you into absolute ruin. You pulled the phone away from your ear, placing it against your shoulder for a moment.

“Joel!” You hissed, “what do you want, baby? Seriously J—Joel!”

He detached his mouth from you, looking up at you, beard and chin glistening in your slick as he licked his lips, “what was that, baby love? S’matter?” He teased.

You narrowed your eyes at him, struggling to not let a moan slip out and scar the poor old woman on the phone, “please, just—tell me what you want to eat.”

“Hmm.” He pondered, smacking his lips together, “an order of crab rangoon.” He leaned back in, dragging the tip of his tongue across your clit, sucking it between his lips before gently releasing it with a wet smack! “Egg rolls.” He repeated his previous action, feeling your thighs begin to quiver and tremble, “pan fried potstickers.” He suddenly ceased the movement of his fingers inside of you, and his mouth, forcing you to drop your hand from his hair to brace yourself against his shoulder, “and an order of beef and broccoli.” He added.

You swore you saw stars behind your eyes when he purposely edged you from your approaching orgasm. With a shaky hand you brought the phone back up to your ear, “hi! Sorry, I would also like an order of crab rangoons, egg rolls, pan fried potstickers— Jesus fuck—” you stuttered, biting down on your lip hard enough to draw blood when he continued with his ministrations, pumping his fingers inside of you at an unruly pace while he suckled on your clit. “I’m so sorry for swearing! That just slipped out—can I also get an order of beef and broccoli? Thank you—yeah, that’s it!”

“Yeah, that’s it, baby love. Give it to me. Soak my fuckin’ fingers, sweet girl. Give it all to daddy.” He murmured between your thighs, mouthful of pussy.

You don’t even remember saying your address, or the digits on Joel’s card when the sweet old lady let you know that the food would be delivered within the hour. You said thank you, ending the call and tossed Joel’s phone on the table before you slipped your fingers back into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp as you pressed his face further into your dripping cunt. “Don’t you dare fucking stop now, daddy.”

He looked up at you, tongue sinfully swirling around your clit, stray strands of curls dropping from between your fingers, falling against his forehead and briefly obstructing his view, “I wouldn’t stop eatin’ my girls sweet fuckin’ pussy even if the world was ending, momma.”

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[artist9314]

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[forest-hashira]

self-ship asks

🤫 – did you ever keep your relationship secret from anyone? 😵‍💫 – something you do that drives them crazy (in a good way) 😍 – something they do that drives you crazy (in a good way) 🥳 – who makes a big deal out of every little anniversary? 🪱 – who asks ridiculous questions (like “would you still love me if I was a worm?”)? 🐠 – aquarium dates or museum dates? 🐼 – what’s the silliest nickname(s) you have for each other? 🎠 – amusement parks or public parks? 🛌 – who sleeps in and who’s an early riser? 🪩 – who’s the life of the party, and who seeks out the host’s pet to hang out with? 🎞️ – you each pick three movies for a movie marathon. who’s picking what? 📱 – who uses nine million emojis and who uses none? 🛁 – do you prefers baths or showers together? 💘 – how do you celebrate Valentine’s Day? 🍼 – want any kids? how many? 🍷– who’s the lightweight, who’s the DD? 🥡 – do you prefer to cook together or order takeout? 🍀 – who insists they’re luckier to have found the other person? ☔️ – who carries an umbrella everywhere & who splashes in puddles? 🎟️ – do you go to live entertainment together (concerts, plays, etc.)?

[arminsumi]

🔞 / 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈 / 𝐀𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 / 𝟏𝟖+

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 is a strange friend.

You can share anything with him — completely confide in him. Spend nights curled up on his chest crying about things in your past that you can't change as he genuinely listens, sometimes stroking your hair.

Ending up kissing him once, twice, more, with a cheap excuse each time, desperate to convince yourselves that you're just friends.

It was a dare. It was one time at a party. I was drunk. You were drunk. We were both drunk. Oh, that time? We were experimenting.

Well, next thing you know, you're in between Satoru's sheets. And he's smiley, cracking jokes, acting casual and as if he didn't just let you cum all over his abs.

Anyone breaks your heart, Satoru's there for you; so is his dick. He always says there's nothing a good 'pillow fight' can't fix. Or is that just his excuse to sink 7.8 inches deep into you? Probably. The way he slides into your soft pussy, there's nothing platonic about it. He started out fucking you like a friend just needing to release tension, but now he's beginning to fuck you like he's your man.

Satoru stubbornly insists that you and him are platonic. That you're just casually fucking in his shower, that it's just a funny experiment if he wants to control your vibrator in public.

"No, we're just friends." he shrugs. "What? Do friends not typically cum on each other's faces? Weird."

"Be serious, Satoru. What are we?" you ask one day. "Sometimes I feel like you like me."

He goes silent, hands behind his head and smug look erased. No reply.

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, who is your 'friend' and is also uncontrollably attracted to you and wants to try creampie you until you fall in love with him. Maybe if he fills you enough, you'll think he's as irresistible as he thinks you are?

© 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢

[sapphickittykenz]

Anyone wanna get takeout and then makeout? 🥡💋?

[stupittmoran]

Chinese Takeout: $27.19 Tip: $5.00 Getting home and finding out they forgot part of the order, Riceless! 🥡

[1offdesigns]

CHINESE TAKEOUT COLLECTION 🥡 - SIMS4 BLENDER OBJECTS

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Chinese Takeout Collection - Evee & Cycles compatible 

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[daily-ghostly-goobs]

🥡

Takeout box :) whats inside? Who knows :)

DAY 169 - TAKEOUT (Click for better quality)

Thanks for the suggestion! Surprise, it’s a goob!

[littleevil0ne1]

Little Shadow is back takeout style! 🖤🥡 What should his next home be?

[not-so-bored]

April Achievements 👾

format inspired by @zzzzzestforlife and @megumi-fm 

Note: I am aware that today is closer to June than April. I was waiting for feedback on one thing, but I guess I won't get it. I'm skipping this thing, it would be a shame if I skipped this whole post, because overall I'm proud of myself ✌️

Worker 🔓 Blood, sweat and tears 🏆 🙂 Dealing with various situations. 📈 Improvement in my measurable score.

Student 🔓 Secondary education 🏆 💯 Diploma with honors. 🎯 Success in [REDACTED]. 💻 Completion of the Computer Science course.

Consumer 🔓 Attention to my own needs 🏆 🥡 Chinese Takeout (Too Good To Go). 🍱 Sushi (Too Good To Go). 🍪 Espresso & Cookie. 🧋 Bubble Tea.

Social being 🔓 The right amount of interactions 🏆 👥 New acquaintances. 🫂 Deepening friendships. 🏳️‍🌈 Becoming a trusted person.  🇳🇱 Getting to know future classmates. 🎞 Time with family.

Opportunity seeker 🔓 Movie character vibes 🏆 🎯 Success in [REDACTED]. 🚊 Important things in weird places at weird times. 🛋 Study sessions in the break room. 🗺 Finding alternative paths and solutions. 🫧 New comfortable and fitting clothes. 📱 Proposing a collaboration to a person who does cool things.

[createacamillahect]

YAAAOWWWW TAKEOUT ANON HERE SO GLAD YOU QUIT YOUR JOB! LETS PARTY!

What do you feel about drooling while having sex because that shit drives me crazy. Like. The inherent loss of control ?!?!?! Relates to your last post about Palamedes' stamina btw 😭😭 you and Prev Anon both are geniuses ....

Like. Palamedes getting strapped HARD and scratching his fingers on the sheets because it feels so full and good. Biting the pillow, muffled moaning and whimpering, toe curling, mouth open, drooling all over the pillowcase... (Cam doesn't wash it after, just lets it dry up to be used to muffle her nose with his scent whenever she's masturbating like the freaks they are)

Palamedes thrusting on top of Camilla and his jaw is dropping open as her tight heat engulfs him, eyes rolled back, and there's drool spilling out his lower lip and into her sternum because he keeps panting and grunting like a dog in heat as he thrusts and slaps against her hips....

Palamedes getting blow/handjobbed and his jaw falling open, a string of drool dripping from his lips and him getting so careful not to drip it on Cam's hair while also trying not to buck his hips onto Cam's wet, hot mouth too hard to hurt her, or maybe if it's a handjob then Cam is laughing at his sight and kissing the wetness off his lips and pulling away from his lovestruck face saying "it cannot be that good, Warden," (it is that good).

- Sincerely, your most devoted fan,🥡

Fuuuuck

Devoted fan??? 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I love you too takeout anon!!! My last day is May 30!!! TOMORROW??? New job June 3 start 😎 I will be working outside with trees so stay tuned for my uphill battle against poison ivy/oak

Last ask here!

She loves his ass, too. Pulling and needing the soft flesh fat reserves there, dragging her hands along and feeling the slight bumps of acne. How there's less fat in his ass than hers, another the starch contrast between their two bodies.

She's mesmerized by the soft bounce in his flesh as she thrusts into him, taking note of his health as she does. He makes little keening noises into the pillow. His perfect teeth bite into the pillow below as he gets closer, and when she keeps going after he's come, his mouth hangs open with it gagged between his lips as he soaks it.

Sometimes afterwards she will shove the pillow between her legs beneath her vibrator and let out soft moans at the idea that it's his face and saliva she's grinding down on.

He's always so caring, sometimes she just has to instruct him to fuck her until he comes, holding a vibrator to herself until he's thrusting his hips into her needily, her clenching and thrusting against him hard as her whole body shakes in orgasm. She loves to be used for him.

Some of his saliva drips on her bare skin. It's heavier than the beads of his sweat. His eyes are scrunched shut, mauve kiss swollen lips hanging open as he concentrates on not orgasming until during hers.

Camilla enjoys blowing Palamedes. His fingers flutter nervously near her hair and he's always so needy like this. His lips are shiny and flushed from how often he licks his bottom lip to keep the drool from falling into her hair. He succeeds 1/3 of the time. She loves in particular when his saliva drips heavy on her face: cheekbones and nose.

She doesn't understand that the calluses on her hand drive him wild with just the slightest bit of roughness. He has calluses too, but theyre in different places and never feel as good as hers. His are from writing, on the inside of his thumb and the last knuckle of his ring finger. Most of hers are along the insides of her hands from her knives.

He buries his head in her neck, his hot breath on her neck as he mouthes her neck, mouth gaping open long enough to drip drool into the hollow of her shoulder, which slowly slides down her collarbone.

She feels something primal in her burn when she sees his precum dribble on her hand, so she pauses every so often to pull away and dip her fingers in herself, leaving as much of him inside her as she can before returning her wet fingers to his cock.

She kisses him and he chases her face as she laughes, biting and pulling her lip into his mouth, the hot slick of his mouth making her moan. She nips his tongue and questions, "Cat's got your tongue, Warden?" to which he breathlessly laughs, eyes screwed closed, and gives an affirmative grunt. She asks him if it's that good, or if he's just being dramatic ("It cannot be that good, Warden") and he drags the length of his nose along the wetness of her neck. He gathers enough breath to stop by her ear and whisper huskily, lips brushing against her ear with each syllable, "It really fucking is, Camilla." Which leads her to impatiently throwing a leg over his hips and riding him.

Dripping with his saliva and several orgasms later, they lay in bed kissing and he tells her again how good it was. She kisses him.