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dearestlyrics · 9 months ago
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well, you wanna get young, you're just getting older
and you had a fun summer, but it's suddenly colder
if you want a bit of love, put your head on my shoulder
it's cool
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kawaiifxckdoll · 9 months ago
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soft 🥺🩷
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sugdensdingle · 6 months ago
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Aaron and Eve (2019/2024)
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is-hinata-good-today · 9 months ago
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march 29th, 2024
hinata is beyond perfect today, he’s impossibly brilliant!!!!
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jtl-fics · 8 months ago
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surely sounds lovely on this Wednesday morn - @neilimfinejosten
5-1-24 WIP Wednesday | Surely
"The only thing that has gone bad is your brain." Andrew rolls his eyes and takes his own sip from Neil's cast aside glass.
He grimaces.
"Yeah! See, it's rancid!" he exclaims.
"It's barely any coke in it. It's all Grenadine." he scowls grabbing a glass and shoving Neil's head out of the way to fill it.
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midcinmancave · 25 days ago
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“Try, Try Again"
A visual novel, part 2 of 4
How far would you go for love? Tonight, we'll find out.
Story Prompts: "I know you better" "It's a new day, let's go" "Follow me if you want to live" "Are we happy?" "Did you hear that?" "Did you stick to the plan?" "You always have a plan" "This is getting ridiculous" "We've done worse" "Why are we doing this again?" "We can fix this, I know we can" "You didn't do anything wrong" "How did this happen?" "It's always been you"
Fictober24 Submission #02 Fandom:  Midnight Cinderella Featuring:  Leo Crawford, Louis Howard, Michelangelo Christophe, Sid Arnault, Giles Christophe, The Princess Warnings:  Grief, Death Rating/Genre:  General Audience, Drama, Mystery, Horror Writer/Illustrator:  Princess Destiny (@destinyumechan) in collaboration with the KoW Writer Project
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the-problemattic · 9 months ago
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friday, 29/03/2024
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fernand0 · 4 months ago
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El final del verano
(2024-08-24) /> (2024-03-29) /> (2024-08-09) /> (2024-08-24) /> (2024-08-24) /> (2024-08-30) />
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kuiperguertel · 9 months ago
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maria im käfig, ich im bach, spraykunst auf dem lande, jesus mit hühnern
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rovingsolitarything · 9 months ago
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29/03/24
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Knight of Cups
Graceful, arrival, approach, messenger, advances, proposition, demeanour, invitation, incitement, romance, adventure. Creativity, charm, imagination, beauty.
Can I offer you a fantasy romance novel, or a maybe a cute new mug in these trying times? I’m sensing you need a little cheering up.
- CJ
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yesitsvjays · 9 months ago
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When I was 15, my friends and I wanted to jig class, so I decided it would be fun to attend a counselling session. I can recall sitting directly across my school counsellor as she asked me monotonous questions. The one that stood out to me the most was when she asked “can you tell me about your childhood?” I remember staring at the floor for what felt like 20 mins before finally realising that there wasn’t much I could recall. I knew the address of my childhood home. I knew the school that I attended. I knew the members of my family and where they all lived. I knew the basic details of my life, but I, for the life of me, could not fill in the blanks. I was shaken to my core when I left that room, and whether it was out of fear or denial, I decided that I wasn’t ready to face that part of me, and that I wouldn’t go back.
Sometimes I’m reminded of that moment whenever someone says “do you remember when…” before referring to a childhood memory that I may not recall, but I’ve slowly been able to piece them back together. There’s been a looooot of healing since that day, but it’s kind of like a game for me at this point. Moral of the story is: we can’t change the past, shiet we can’t change the future either, but we can make peace with it and ourselves (or turn it into a game lol) and make changes for the better.
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jeff-davis · 9 months ago
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FAKE NEWS FRIDAY 03/29/24
FAKE NEWS FRIDAY 03/29/24 (Feed generated with FetchRSS) via Just A Thought March 25, 2024 at 01:58PM
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Si 29 De Diciembre De 2023 Los Viajes Bus Vacaciones Adios Bucaramanga 5 AM - 6 PM Hola Guamal
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zyafics · 1 month ago
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HEARTBREAK: LIVE | Masterlist
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Rafe Cameron's MASTERLIST | Social Media AU
Pairing — Ex-BF!Rafe x Radio Host!Female Reader
Summary — You and Rafe were the perfect couple. But after a mysterious breakup, you went off the grid. When your best friends pulls you back into the spotlight to host a on-campus radio show, you find yourself opening up to the world about your experience. This time, with everyone listening—including Rafe. And him? He wants you back.
Content — college au, football player!rafe au
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NAVIGATION —
asks – thoughts – theories – analysis – ✏️ ideas – fav. moments community – spotify – pinterest
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TABLE OF CONTENT —
✶ Part 01 ✶ Part 02 ✶ Part 03 ✶ Part 04 ✶ Part 05
✶ Part 06 ✶ Part 07 ✶ Part 08 ✶ Part 09 ✶ Part 10
✶ Part 11 ✶ Part 12 ✶ Part 13 ✶ Part 14 ✶ Part 15
✶ Part 16 ✶ Part 17 ✶ Part 18 ✶ Part 19 ✶ Part 20
✶ Part 21 ✶ Part 22 ✶ Part 23 ✶ Part 24 ✶ Part 25
✶ Part 26 ✶ Part 27 ✶ Part 28 ✶ Part 29 ✶ Part 30
✶ Part 31 ✶ Part 32 ✶ Part 33 ✶ Part 34 ✶ Part 35
✶ Part 36 ✶ Part 37 ✶ Part 38 ✶ Part 39 ✶ Part 40
✶ Part 41 ✶ Part 42 ✶ Part 43 ✶ Part 44 ✶ Part 45
✶ Part 46 ✶ Part 47 ✶ Part 48 ✶ Part 49 ✶ Part 50
✶ Part 51 ✶ Part 52 ✶ Part 53 ✶ Part 54 ✶ Part 55
✶ Part 56 ✶ Part 57 ✶ Part 58 ✶ Part 59 ✶ Part 60
✶ Part 61 ✶ Part 62 ✶ Part 63 ✶ Part 64 ✶ Part 65
✶ Part 66 ✶ Part 67 ✶ Part 68 ✶ Part 69 ✶ Part 70
✶ Part 71 ✶ Part 72 ✶ Part 73 ✶ Part 74 ✶ Part 75
✶ Part 76 ✶ Part 77 ✶ Part 78 ✶ Part 79
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EXTRAS —
✶ when reader blocks rafe on all socials
✶ when it's 'national text an ex' day
✶ when reader posts about rafe on instagram
✶ rafe and reader's clay date night
✶ reader watching their football edit
✶ reader sending rafe a football tiktok
✶ reader and rafe doing a tiktok trend
✶ new chauffeur alert
✶ rafe carrying reader home
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shomatoriashi · 25 days ago
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11/29/24; 03:03pm
dragon!sylus x fem.reader
notes: for all the sylus girlies out there, this is going to be my thirstiest and most self-indulgent dragon!sylus fic (⺣◡⺣)♡ again, this is all just my interpretation and it may not even be close to canon!
warnings: monster f-cking oh my god i can't believe i'm going to do this since i've never written this type of spicy story before 😭😭😭😭😭 i'm sorry if this ends up sucking so bad !! i just want to type out my spicy thoughts hhhhhh
[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]
night had fallen across your small village, painting the once lively desert in somber hues of blue. with the moonlight as your guide, you drape your shawl even closer to your body to help with warding off the cold air.
as you made your way to the oasis, your mind was filled with anxious thoughts pertaining to your mother. she had once again fallen ill, her frail body being taken over by a fever as she struggled to even breathe while she lay motionless in bed. your heart was filled with love for your mother as you spent the night wiping the sweat from her brow with a damp cloth, not wishing to leave her side.
feeling your presence next to her, her eyes blearily meet with your gaze as a tiny smile paints her expression. "you should...rest..." even with her reassuring words, you refused to leave her side.
yet when your bucket of water runs dry, you knew you had to leave your mother to get more water. you needed to help her with breaking her fever, and in order to do that, you had to get more water from the oasis. leaving the damp cloth across her brow, you told her that you would return soon before setting off towards the crystalline pool of water. each step that you take brings an image of your sickly mother and the thought of how much weaker she had become-
with a click of your tongue, you banish such intrusive beliefs, refusing to even entertain the thought that you would ever lose her. fighting back against the cold, you push forward as you made your trek across the sands, noticing the palm trees and the sight of those ruby red flowers in the distance as they swayed in the wind. anticipation was felt coursing through your veins, your legs now breaking out into a run until you were just a mere few feet away from the crystalline waters of the pond-
but as fate would have it, you were not alone.
settled in the midst of the pond was what appeared to be a winged demon, his wings remaining spread as you felt pinpricks of fear clenching around your heart. your breathing was uneven and heavy as you slowly backed away from him, only to see the demon lift his head, his silvery hair seeming to glow beneath the moonlight.
"your heavy breathing is a dead giveaway." you gasp, feeling your heart jump within the confines of your throat the moment he suddenly appears before you. rufescent eyes gaze down at you in amusement as full lips remain tilted up in a smirk. your eyes trail toward his silver locks of hair and finally noticed the two horns settled atop his head (the image reminding you of a dark and regal crown). from his broad chest to the alluring crimson gemstone settled in the middle of his pale skin-
the demon was equal parts devastatingly beautiful and terrifying to you.
his wings end up engulfing you, trapping your body against his as he takes in a deep whiff of your hair before trailing the tip of his nose against your skin. as he takes in your scent, you were certain that he could hear the way your heart seemed to pound from out of your ribcage.
"yet perhaps what's more distracting than your breathing is the lingering scent of death you have..."
his words succeed in making your heart cease its beat, your fear now replaced with anxiety as you narrowed your gaze at him. "w-what do you mean?"
a look of intrigue was seen settled within his crimson gaze. "there's no need to be so frightened, treasure. you look to be as healthy as a mare... yet someone close to you-"
mother...!
you gripped at the demon's shoulder, allowing your nails to dig into them while your gaze became wild, "my mother... you're referring to my mother. please, can you save her?!"
he doesn't answer your panicked words, but at this point, you were willing to do anything to save the only family you had left-
even if it meant forging a deal with the devil.
"please, i'll do anything for her! if you have the means to save her-"
the demon lets out a deep chuckle, the sound being enough to send almost pleasant vibrations down your spine. using his free hand, he wraps it around your waist, bringing you closer to his naked chest while at nearly eye level with the ruby settled on it. "relax, treasure... if you're willing to do anything, then i suppose i can give you this."
as if it were made by magic itself, he gently pulls something out of your hair, extracting a vial that held a deep red liquid. "give this to your mother, and it shall heal any ailment that she has."
hope erupts within your chest, yet before you could utter another word, the devil whispers into your ear, "remember your promise to me, treasure."
and with those final words, he disappears away from you, leaving you alone with an empty bucket and a mysterious vial. not wishing to wait another second, you rush back to your mother, nearly pushing your body to its limits.
your lungs were burning now when you finally reached home, a quaint little hut settled near the edge of your village. you enter and immediately go to your mother, holding her frail frame closer to your chest as you uncapped the vial and open your mother's mouth, pouring the crimson liquid inside.
she coughs a bit, but manages to swallow the entire contents of the vial. once you were certain the vial was emptied, you toss it to the side, watching your mother with baited breath.
despite your anxiety, you felt your hope continue to grow when there were noticeable changes seen within your mother. the color slowly came back to her skin, her lips no longer appearing ashen and dry. along with those changes, you noticed how her hair slowly became glossier, and as she opened her eyes, it was clear that they were livelier than ever.
"mother...!" letting out chocked sobs, you cling to your mother, basking in her soft coos of your name as she places a gentle kiss against the top of your hair.
and as you sought the comfort of your mother's arms, you remained blissfully unaware of glowing ruby eyes watching your every move.
{ ... }
your life had gotten brighter with your mother by your side, healthy and glowing with vitality. now that you had her back, the memory of the devil and your promise to him became a distant memory-
however, it would quickly become apparent that not even demons would go back on their words.
one late evening, as you were in the midst of making supper with your mother, the sounds of a stampede approaching fills your heart with dread. the commotion doesn't go unnoticed by your mother as her eyebrows remain furrowed in response.
"what is going on?"
you put a finger over your lips, blowing out all of the lit candles as you listened intently to the conversation from outside of your home.
"our king has requested that we find her and bring her to him."
"but of course, as if i would be foolish enough to go against the drake borne from shadows."
upon hearing such a strange title, your mouth goes dry as your mind goes back to that fateful night-
the night the demon had helped with saving your mother from appearing at death's door-
he had remembered after all.
the sounds of footsteps grow louder and heavier, giving you little time to react when the flimsy door of your home was kicked down. dozens of men dressed in suits of armor began crowd around you, and your mother's panicked cries made your head spin.
"it's her, his bride...!"
"get your hands off of my daughter!" your mother's shrill cries echo within your ear as she tried to claw at the men who had captured you.
"get this wench away from us!" the broad man holds you close to his armored chest while tossing your mother a large pouch filled with gold. "take this as a gift from our king... consider it a dowry of sorts."
"you bastard, give my daughter back to me! SHE'S WORTH MORE THAN JUST A MERE FEW PIECES OF GOLD!" your mother cries out to them, about to reach out to you once more when you stopped her.
"no, it's okay... i'll be okay..." you swallow back your tears and meet her gaze, "i-i was the one who made a deal with the devil. h-he saved your life... and i promised to repay him."
a pained expression crosses your mother's features, "w-what do you mean...?"
the knights remain silent, yet still kept you in a tight grip to prevent you from running away, "that night when you suffered from a fever... you were close to dying... and he had sensed that. i didn't wish to lose you, so he gave me this vial filled with a deep crimson liquid-"
"you have been blessed by the shadow dragon's blood, do not let my king's sacrifice go to waste."
you felt your heart break the moment your mother's face crumpled a bit when she realizes the truth, with her hands immediately covering her lips as she watches you being taken away from her.
as they began to carry you out of your hut, you didn't wish to worry her as you cried out, "i'll be back soon... just please... do not worry about me! i'll come home soon..."
the last sight you had of your mother was of her falling to her knees with tears streaming down her face.
{ ... }
tarus city was what they called this place-
and you felt as though you were living in a dream, surrounded by glittering gemstones and polished gold. your eyes seemed to water with each new sight that came to you.
even with all of this beauty, you felt a little numb and homesick-
but a promise was a promise.
your devil held up his end of the deal by saving your mother-
and it was your turn to repay him.
you were broken out of your thoughts and given little time to take in the new sights as you were lead even deeper into the city. while the knights dropped you off in a golden palace, you were surrounded by women who helped with preparing you for their king. your body was stripped of your tattered clothing before being dunked into a luxurious tub filled with water warmed by what appeared to be heated stones. the sweet scent of rose petals fills your senses, putting you in a daze as the other maids worked on washing your hair.
once your body was cleaned, the women placed a thin sheen of rose oil against your skin, making sure that you were glistening before wrapping a sensual dress made entirely of silk around you. the finishing touches were added when they painted your lips in a light pink hue before taking you out of the palace.
and you were given little choice but to follow.
settled in a line, you follow the maidens as they walked across tarus city, keeping their heads down with every intention of bringing you to their king. your eyes take in the townspeople and felt a sense of discomfort fill you at how they were looking at you-
like you were someone that was meant to be worshipped.
your reveries were cut short when the women stopped walking, not daring to enter the gaping cave as they parted, settling your form dead in center as they made a path for you. with your heart racing with fear and anticipation, you step forward into the cave with your head held high.
the deeper you walked into the cave, the more you realized that the man wasn't a demon at all, but a dragon after all. when you were younger, your mother would read fairytales to you pertaining to dragons and how they liked to hoard and collect treasure.
and surrounding you was just that- an infinite amount of treasure.
you had never seen such riches before in your life. from rainbow gemstones and rare diamonds of every size to varying gold coins, it was no wonder that your mother had received such a high 'dowry.'
your eyes continue to scan all across the cave only to stop when you saw a familiar sight settled before you.
the devil's drake's back was facing you, and you watch as his serpent-like tail sways back and forth almost lazily. he lay on what appeared to be a smooth marble tablet, his wings nowhere in sight as he was dressed in his dark armor (was it even armor after all? or were they just a part of his body?)
"your footsteps are noisy, and you breathe heavily." the drake manages to reach out to your trembling form with his tail, wrapping the armored appendage around you as he brings your form down against the marble tablet. you land on your back with a gasp, heart beating wildly out of your chest when the devastating man smirks down at you. you were left gazing up at him through your lashes, watching as he closes his eyes before breathing in your scent, "ah, but it seems as though the lingering scent of death no longer haunts you."
he brings up a heavily armored and clawed hand up to your face, gently caressing at your skin with the back of it. even as your heart began to race within the confines of your chest-
you felt no fear-
only a sense of duty for fulfilling your promise to him all while ignoring the strange ache and tingling sensation felt between your legs.
"there's no need to be frightened, treasure." he leans closer to you, placing his lips against your temple. "sylus... you may call me sylus, for only you can call me by my name."
you shiver in response to his voice, feeling it reverberate throughout your body as sylus keeps his head hidden within the curve of your neck. "mmm, they did a good job, making you appear so utterly delectable for me..."
you gasp when you felt the tip of his tail travel between your legs, with sylus purposely sliding the underside of his scorpion-like tail against your slick folds. the odd sensation makes you writhe beneath him against the marble slab, your gasps echoing throughout the cave as you felt a strange pressure build up from within your abdomen.
"hah...ah... this feels... weird b-but so good." your mind was going drunk and hazy from the pleasure as you looked down to see his tail lazily going up and down your pussy lips, collecting your honeyed arousal. sylus lets out a soft groan before removing his tail.
"you smell so fucking sweet..." you tremble when sylus meets your gaze momentarily before descending upon your form. the tip of his horns gently gracing at the silk fabric of your dress, making paper thin tears in them as it slowly fell away from your form. with you remaining utterly bare for the powerful drake, you tremble as he lets out a guttural groan of your name, settling himself between your legs while breathing in your pure feminine scent.
with your slick entrance so close to his lips, sylus wastes no time diving into you, pressing his lips against your entrance as the sheer amount of pleasure he gifts you reaches almost dizzying heights. your hands grasp at his soft strands of hair, yet when he introduces a finger inside of your heat, you opted to cling to his horns for support.
sylus knew of how soft and pliant your body was compared to him, and he was able to maintain a certain amount of gentleness when he allows his hands to trace at your pussy lips. your sweet taste was all that filled him, and when he gently pinches at your hardened, bundle of nerves, he knew he was on the right track when it came to making you fall apart for him.
your back arches against the marble slab, hands gripping at his horns when you called out his name before allowing the tightness felt in your abdomen begin to snap. something warm and hot rushes out of you, earning yet another guttural sound from sylus as his tongue laps up everything you had to offer.
in the midst of your pleasured haze, you watch as sylus stands back to his full height, his hand gripping at the leather the covers his lower body before ripping them away from him. while watching him, you felt your eyes go wide upon seeing such a magnificently terrifying sight.
you had never once been subjected to witnessing a man's arousal before, watching as his cock goes hard while ready to be mated-
let alone two hard cocks that appeared pulsating with an angry shade of red. clear fluids were seen escaping from the tip, but perhaps what was more interesting were the ridges seen decorating the underside of his cock. sylus catches your wide (and admittedly, scared) eyes and smiles down at you. gently framing at your face with his free hand, he uses his other hand to help with further stroking his two cocks. "erase such expressions of fear treasure, for these exist for the sole purpose of pleasuring you."
sylus purposely leans over your, stroking his cocks against your slick folds. with a shaky sigh of his name, you wrap your arms around his broad back, feeling the strange ache become even more intense the moment sylus continued to rub himself against you. "my bride... my precious bride... i'm going to mark you as mine for all of eternity."
with those final words (sounding very much like an oath), sylus thrusts both of his cocks into your slick heat, making you cry out to him as your body struggled to take him all in. not wishing to overwhelm you with the flurry of new sensations, he keeps only half of his cocks within you, sliding them in a rhythmic, back and forth motion inside of you, making you feel not just every inch of him-
but each individual ridge as well.
the pain of having your purity taken was there, but more so than that was the intense pleasure you felt upon feeling his cock taking over the entirety of your slick walls. with his eyebrows furrowed in intense concentration, sylus works on pumping his cocks in and out of your aching cunt, basking in the squelching sounds that seemed to echo across the cave each time he rammed his hips back into yours.
"ngh, s-sylus!" being a now former virgin, you had never experienced such intense pleasure before, with your release rushing out of you in what seemed like an intense wave. the red hot sensation courses through your veins as you spilled your love juices down each of sylus's shafts, earning a broken groan from him.
"f-fuck, i can't last even a second inside of you!" stilling his hips, your moans quickly morphed into broken sobs when he pumps your womb full of his thick cum, with your aching entrance unable to hold it in as his seed spills out of your core in soft spurts.
sylus ends up landing on top of you, his chest pressed achingly close to your breasts as his cocks continued to pump you full of his seed. the intensity of his own release makes him let out a string of curses as he kept his hands in a fisted position next to your head.
when the twitching finally stopped, you were able to catch your breath, feeling the droplets of sweat running down your brow. it takes a couple of minutes for the post, lovemaking clarity to kick in, with sylus letting out a dreamy sigh of your name. he was ready to pull out of you, yet you had stopped him with your legs now wrapped tightly around his waist.
"wait, don't leave me..." you admit to him with heat felt against your cheeks. sylus meets your gaze while giving you a cocky expression, "oh? is my treasure getting greedy now?"
sylus lets out a rich chuckle before tossing both of your legs over his broad shoulder, making you moan when you felt both of his cocks harden while remaining buried deep inside of you. he begins yet another rapid pace while telling you, "hah, fuck, i wanted to go slow and be romantic with you... i had thoughts of spoiling you as my mate by promising to protect you and your mother... but that'll have to wait. right now... i wish to witness your further descent into impurity as i make you dumb and needy on my cocks..."
needless to say, your now husband and mate had successfully accomplished such hedonistic goals.
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end notes: man sylus being canonically a dragon makes me so h-rny for him,,,, i need him so bad someone send h e l p. this is unedited, but my goal is to make all you sylus girles just as needy as i am with this post 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠
all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!
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jtl-fics · 5 months ago
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Fluent Freshman!!!! Has been stabbed!!
7/31/24 - WIP Wednesday (Open) | Fluent Freshman FD (3/5)
“I thought you liked Smith. Enough that you almost threw Matt across the court when he accidentally elbowed the kid.” Wymack sounds exasperated and tired. “He’s alive?”
“He’s alive. We’re at the hospital.”
“Admit to nothing, I’m on my way.” Wymack hangs up with a click before Andrew can get Smith’s first name.
Andrew doesn’t quite like being on this end of that move if he’s going to be honest.
“I can’t believe we still don’t know what Smith’s first name is.” Neil’s face is buried in his hands as he and Andrew sit in the uncomfortable chairs of the reception area. 
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