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[div4down]

chris and itgirl!reader have a slow morning in milan 𖦹 ׂ 𓈒／ ⋆ ۪

chris’ lips danced all around your neck, placing sweet and gentle kisses of comfort. “how ya’ feelin’ mama?”

his words scattered out with his kisses and the soft rasp of his voice soothed your brain. you sat in bed with your body tucked away into chris’ side, warm tea in your hand as the sun seeped into the room and the italian breeze flowed through the curtains.

“ya’ nervous?” the kisses didn’t stop as you nodded your head and took a sip of your tea.

“i’m so scared” you breathed out at the feeling of his lips brushing over your sensitive skin so lightly and tilted your head, allowing full affection to your neck.

he felt bad for you, couldn’t stand to see you all anxious when you should be celebrating your success. you were walking for prada in a few hours after having a delayed flight and running off of five hours of sleep and he could tell it was getting to you.

he sensed the tension in your body and made it his personal mission to relieve all your stress. he felt it in his dick too, nothing else would give him the pleasure of pleasing you.

“i know baby” after grabbing the mug from your hands and placing it on the nightstand, chis slowed down his kisses, eventually sucking your neck. he positioned himself hovering over you and his hand softly messaging your tits. “don’t worry bout’ none of that shit ma”.

“mm—we have to get ready s-soon” you tucked your bottom lip between your teeth while chris rubbed circles around your buds and pulled you close.

he pushed your tank top over your head and immediately connects his mouth to your tits. “take some beep breaths f’me baby”

you do what he says.

you close your eyes and take some deep breaths. pushing the thought of having hundreds of people staring at you all judging and having different perceptions of you and let chris’ lips consume you completely, the warm and plush-like feeling only traveling lower and lower.

and just like that chris was nose deep in your pussy, leaking all over his face. “mmm—ooh, chris”.

looking down you seen chris lapping desperately at your pussy, making sloppy mooches around your clit, his tongue teasing in just the right spot and his gaze already waiting for you. “just relax f’me baby…fuck! you’re s’good”.

your hands flew to his hair as your back arched off of the hotel mattress. you had a clear view of chris’ head rolling in circles, while his tongue stutters at your clit.

he groans into your pussy, feeling his dick twitch at the sight of you using his face for your own pleasure, grinding and pressing down into his mouth. “ya’ like that baby?” he murmured while trying to catch his breath. “keep riding m’face just like that ma”

squealing and gasping with pleasure your legs were wrapped around his neck, feet pointed and teetering little kicks as chris builds you up to your orgasm.

“ugh, fuck chris—eating me s’good…i’m gonna cum”

he whimper at your praises and bucked his hips against the bed, precum leaking from the tip while you blessed his ears with your sweet cries.

his right hand grabs your throat and his left leaving indents in your hip. his head shook like crazy from side to side and you both went dizzy from the friction and pleasure.

“that’s it pretty girl—cum all over m’face”

you feel that coil in the pit of your stomach, the heat that rises and eventually gets too hot, all of that came crashing down on you, letting out a high pitched moan as you dripped from chris’ nose and chin

chris sighs, “love this fuckin’ pussy” he gives you one more kiss on your puffy clit before climbing back to you, kissing your lips slow and sensual. “love you”

he connected your foreheads staring into your eyes, you staring back at him. you whisper, “i love you too baby”, rubbing the hair on the back of his neck.

“listen, if you don’t wanna’ walk then you won’t” he says softly and brings his hand to the side your your face. “i’d say you’re a fuckin’ dumbass, but whatever ya’ want, we’ll do it”

you cracked a tired smile, “you’re bein’ so sweet, wish you were like this all the time—”

“nah, we not going there.”

tags 𓂅 @riasturns @sturns-mermaid

[peachpaloma]

The Lovers

Kaja Horvat, 2024

[witchofthemidlands]

this is the wlw version of the honda odyssey moment.

[sseulr1n]

:¨ ·.· ¨: 𓈒⠀⠀ Life is not a "Fairytale" 𓏸ㅤ۪ ︶ྀི

`· . 𓈒 @tzulipss ᭢༘۠

[notaguia]

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[to6ge]

— ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و the look of love.

౨ৎ batboys x gn!reader ( separated ) ౨ৎ cw . non-proof read. ౨ৎ summary . how they look at you ౨ৎ . gwens note . short and rushed fic ౨ৎ wc . 327

the amount of love in dick’s eyes was overwhelming. his gaze would dilate whenever you were near, his eyes softening, smiling in a way that felt so intimate. he looked at you like you his whole world, unwavering and unrelenting. his love poured out of him so completely it was almost suffocating. there is no hint of anything else but fondness in his eyes. this man has absolutely zero amount of nonchalance.

oh geez, the way jason’s eyes would immediately soften when his gaze meets you. everyone would’ve noticed how tender his gaze seemed whenever you were there. he searches everywhere for you. whenever you walk into the room, his eyes would light up as well. his blinks are slow, signaling that hes relaxed and calm around you. ( i headcanon that jason would sometimes avoid your gaze cause he gets nervous at times, though. )

tim looks at you as if he was studying your every move. he notices every single detail and quirk of you. yes, he pays attention to your features. and he remembers every single one of them. sometimes, he would point out some of your features that he absolutely adores. ( i feel like if tim were to come across those tiktok posts where its like ‘find out what type of pretty you are’ videos, he would answer for you and send it to you, stating which one you are. )

damian’s eyes never leave you. if he was to tell a joke and you were around, he’d immediately look at you to see if you heard him, searching for the slightest hint of a reaction. the world could quite literally be falling apart before him, and he’d still keep hold of his gaze. his eyes would always follow you wherever you go. however, his gaze is quite intense. most of the times, he looks like he’s silently judging your every move, when he’s actually just quietly looking out for you, just in case something happens.

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[beridollie]

he’s so cute i need to grind on his thigh

[piko-chan]

[glossc1]

OSIRIS-ANTINOUS. antinous enters the nile human, and leaves a statue 🪷

[cheonstapes]

miguel o’hara stars in… ‘THE SWEETER THE JUICE’ o(^-^)o

･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡. miguel o’hara x reader .｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･

SMUT

now he’s finally got you pregnant, he’s gonna do what he’s been dreaming of all these years. suck. those. tits.

same universe as this miguel.

cw; lactation kink, pregnancy, breeding kink (not really but yknow me), dry humping, titties, older nerd!miguel, they’re finally married!

800+ words

@cheonstapes : she’s back! again!

if miguel had to pick a part of your body he loved the most, it’d definitely be your tits.

if you think he was obsessed before — you don’t wanna know what goes through his head as he watches you waddle around his house, carrying his kid, sighing every time you leak through another shirt. you had forgone a bra ever since you got pregnant, saying how uncomfortable they feel against your chest — not that he was complaining.

“for fucks-sake, again?”

he was so used to hearing you say that, he already had a shirt on hand for you to change into. you were so grateful for your doting husband that you completely missed that nasty glint in his eyes you usually only see when he’s bending you over the bed and fucking you raw — luckily for him.

“here, honey. lift your arms for me.”

as you do, he pulls the shirt up — the soiled fabric catching under your swollen breasts as he wiggles it off you. “ah, shit — thanks, baby. but fuck, am i’m so tired of changing shirts every 10 minutes!” you might be tired, but miguel cannot get enough of it. he was already so fucking hard, practically salivating at the sight of your bare breasts still leaking down your heavy belly.

“maybe you should just ditch the shirts all together, love — you know i hate seeing my beautiful wife uncomfortable.” miguel’s voice was a soft whisper in your ear, lips slowly tracing down the side of your jaw to your sensitive neck — kissing the skin so tenderly. his calloused hands gently massaged the taut flesh of your tits, probing and squeezing at your nipples to let out small trickles of that sweet milk.

“migs, how many times are you gonna say that?”

“as many as it takes for you to finally listen.”

the breathy laugh you let out did little to qualm the feeling deep in his gut — he was dead serious, there was absolutely no reason for you to be in shirts all the time when you have him to take care of you whenever you needed a good milking. his hips were already sinking into to the plush of your ass that he loved oh-so-much — especially with how much fatter it got during your pregnancy.

it was almost as if he had lost control of his body, a hand landing on your waist to bend you over the counter as he mindlessly ruts into you. “dios, nena, eres tan hermosa. vas a ser la mamá más guapa, ¿verdad? mm, my pretty, little mama.” miguel never failed to turn you on to no bounds, like, you have a walking greek god as a husband — but those fucking hormones were making it unbearable.

the force at which he was pushing against you had shifted your drenched panties to the side, leaving practically nothing between you and his drooling bulge. his fingers tightened around the fat of your hips, squeezing the flesh delicious hard as his free hand flipped you over — pushing your back against the edge of the counter. “shit…been waiting to taste these all fucking day, honey.”

mindful of your growing belly, he hiked one of your legs up on his hip — craning his neck down to suck on a pert nipple. wasting no time, and at a much better angle, he continued to grind against you — his tip catching against your engorged clit. “m—migs, baby, fuck…” the way he swirled and sucked so eagerly reminded you of when you first started dating, how determined he was to knock you up before the two of you even moved in together.

the taste was so addicting, some of your milk trickling down his body — dripping onto the ground beneath you. you knew he was about to cum, hard — his eyes had rolled back, breathing in heavy pants, hands rushing to pull down the waistband of his sweats. “gonna paint my girls in my cum, love — sé una buena chica y mantenlos juntos para mí.”

“‘course, baby.” you nodded breathlessly, squishing the globes of fat together as he pumped his cock dry — head thrown back as ropes upon ropes of his hot seed coated your tits, sliding into the self-made crevice. “god, what did i do in my past life to have a wife as sexy as you, mamí?” his spent cock bobbed against his thigh as he trapped you against the counter — kissing you deeply as his wet hands reaching up to rub the cum into the skin of your breasts.

“mmph — y’know, i heard cum’s good for the skin. it, uh, helps with the blood circulation in your tits — i think we should do this more often, love.”

“migs, if you weren’t, like — a whole scientist, i might’ve believed you. if you want a titjob, just say that.”

“…i mean, you said it — not me.”

all your home shirts were promptly locked away and never to be seen again.

-new year, new waiting for cheon to get her shit together andpost!

[megistusdiary]

hear me out trans!fem arle using a condom but accidentally breaking it 🤭 so she just goes with it anyway because we just feel too good

for the sake of safe and consentual sex, let's say this all occurs after you've both already decided you're okay with pregnancy 😊

(nsfw utc)

the grip she holds on your hips feels more like iron than muscle tonight. she's almost feral with it, snapping her hips into yours, driving you further into the mattress.

it's hard to say what's got her so frustrated, not that you have a brain to think too much on it now anyway.

she growls lowly to herself, how tight you feel, how you look so pretty for her. she can see indents in your skin from her nails, the evidence of your previous orgasms on the condom around her, the-

she hears a soft sound, quickly pulling out, much to your displeasure. "why'd you stop?" you whine at her, turning over your shoulder.

"sweetheart." she sighs, suddenly sounding gentle. "it broke." she tells you, prompting you to sit up.

she eyes you down, a silent question for you, to which you give her a silent answer.

you lay down onto your back, spreading your thighs for her again. "keep going, please." you beg her and she groans, fisting her cock. "please?"

you sound so sweet... the temptation was all too much.

she slides the broken condom off, lining up her cock with your pussy and sliding back into you, feeling you clench around her. your cheek turns to press against the blankets, grabbing at them desperately as she keeps fucking you.

"oh, please, please fill me up!" you cry for her and her head tips back, practically folding you into a mating press now as she pistons her hips harder.

your delirious little cries, the fluttering of your cunt around her, the feeling of your body under hers, it's just too much. her thumb slides to your clit, rubbing tight circles and urging you to cum around her just before she shoves herself as deep as she can, filling you up.

she shudders, leaning down over you and panting against your neck as you clutch at her biceps tightly.

"there's no going back now." she reminds you breathlessly.

"i... wouldn't want to." you reply tiredly, and she kisses your cheek sweetly, rolling you over to lay on her chest for now to rest.

[div4down]

𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂!𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 : ❛cocky, vivian west wood, pretty mf, likes to feel in control, possessive over his girl, convinced reader to start tiktok, convinced reader to move, impatient, but understanding, drinks his feelings away, time makes him anxious, christian dior, saggy pants, about his paper, sparks up anywhere, tucked chains, loves to tease reader in public, munch final boss, a$ap rocky, unbelievably unserious, good fucking guy, always right, likes to be babied in secret, manicures with his girl, platinum card, no one gets him like tory lanz❜

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[peachpaloma]

sabbyloves

[sweet-seo]

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[sun-snatcher]

Wasn’t this how The Silmarillion went