#2000s body lotion

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

Avon Naturals Pear Body Lotion

2002

Found on ebay, user redent0r211

[my90smemories]

Found this in my Apt laundry room. It has a 90s scent like Juniper Breeze but more sweet.

[kagesstuff]

Roll for a Feedism Challenge 

Feedee Edition!

Roll a d20 to get your challenge for the day

Original poster cute-feedism-things

1. Breakfast stuffing: get a dozen donuts and eat every last one (if it's Krispy Kreme make it 18). 

2. Worth the weight: hop on the scale and take a picture of the number. Do it again at the end of the day. Share the results (and impress whoever you share it with)

3. Moisturize Me: get comfy, get naked, and get in touch with your body as you slowly lotion every inch of yourself.

4.Consequences: for every 200 steps you take today you need to eat 1000 calories. Be mindful of how much you're moving your body.

5. Planks: set a timer for 3 minutes and get in plank position. Every time you have to pause the timer for a break is another 500 calories you need to eat today (make it 1000 if you're under 200 pounds). 

6. Pizza party: get a large pizza and finish the whole thing (make it 2 if you get thin crust)

7.Low Hanging Fruit: Get on all fours and take a picture. Show someone how low your belly is hanging these days.

8. Self care day: get comfy and surround yourself with your favorite snacks. Relax today and graze while doing all your favorite low effort activities.

9. Probable pounds: Roll 2d4. You need to weigh that much more (in pounds) before you stop eating tonight.

10. Empty calories: get at least 2500 calories from drinks today (you're probably going to want a milkshake or 2).

11. Extra large thighs… I mean fries: treat yourself to your favorite fast food and make sure it's over 5000 calories (it's okay if that means you need to treat yourself for 2 meals, you deserve it)

12. Find your max: count calories and stuff yourself until you physically can't anymore. That's your max. If you've already done this once, make sure to beat your last score.

13. Quiet contemplation: turn off all media and set a timer for 10 minutes. I want you to lay down, get comfy, close your eyes and just spend this time exploring your body. Has it gotten bigger? Softer? Where do you feel most sensitive?

14. Touch yourself while you stuff yourself: get in touch with your hedonistic side by masturbating while you eat. Don't cum until you've had at least 2000 calories.

15. The best shape you'll ever be in: do as many situps or pushups (your choice) as you can. Subtract that number from 20 and then multiply by 500. That's your calorie goal for today (if it's a negative, multiply by -1 and add 2000 calories)

16.Just Desserts: in addition to your normal meals today, you're going to eat at least 2500 calories of desserts. 

17. Cupcake game: find your favorite piece of feedist porn/fic/etc. Every time you start getting turned on, eat a cupcake. No touching yourself until you've finished all of them. (This works best with longer stories/videos)

18.This still fits: put on your tightest clothes that still “fit” (you can actually get them on your body) and take a picture from whatever angle makes you look fattest. Post it if you feel comfy or share with someone privately.

19. It's about the process: cook your favorite recipe and eat the whole thing for one meal. The dishes can be future-you’s problem. Just enjoy yourself for now.

20. Double trouble: Roll 2 more times and do both!

Let the games begin

Wanna play a game 😋

[blondieeu]

still in love. onyankopon

onyankopon who plays “u send me swingin’ “ by mint condition when he’s making dinner.

onyankopon who tries his best to make things romantic, plating the dinner he made for the two of you and lighting candles around the table.

onyakopon who you actually have to fight because he won’t let you wash the dishes and he just does it himself.

onyankopon who runs you a bath after a long day and helps you undress, kissing down your body while he does it.

onyankopon who even takes the time to bathe with you, kissing your arms and massaging your shoulders in the bath.

onyankopon who helps you out of the bath, rubs lotion on you, and almost worships your brown skin while he does it.

“so perfect.” “pretty thing,”

onyankopon who’s always humming some old ass r&b song. “i’m still in love with you” by new edition, “beauty” by dru hill, “i’ll make love to you” by boyz II men.

onyankopon who fluffs and shapes your ‘fro for you, making sure to be careful and to not mess it up.

onyankopon who doesn’t like to fuck fast, he likes to really take his time with you and make love to you.

he’d kiss your neck and keep a hand on your side under your ribs.

and roll his hips into you, always making sure to keep a hand on your skin or even holding your hand.

onyankopon who always makes sure you cum first no matter what you’re doing. like he literally cannot let himself finish if he knows you haven’t.

“you dont have to do that baby, let me take care of you,” or “oh baby get off your knees, lay down.”

onyankopon who’s respectful to other women but not too friendly and makes it known he’s spoken for.

onyankopon who’s patient and takes his time listening and loving you.

onyankopon who takes extra time if you’re insecure about your skin to constantly remind you how beautiful black skin is.

onyankopon who still dresses like he’s in the 70’s-2000s.

onyankopon who’s two toned lips are always soft and taste like honey when you kiss him.

onyankopon who KEEPSSSS a small tub of aquaphore on him at all times “just in case”

onyankopon who always brings you some gift or something he had because he thinks about you so much.

“thought you’d like it babe.”

onyankopon who’s a sweetheart. <3

blondieeu xx

[milla-frenchy]

2k7 | Joel Miller x fem reader Summary: Joel finds out that babysitting isn't your only student job Warnings: 18+ mdni. PWP. Age gap unspecified, escort, dirty talk, praise kink, sir kink, size kink, spitting, pussy slapping, light degradation, oral (m/f), unprotected piv, creampie. No outbreak a/n: @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog thank you for correcting me, as always. ILY 💕🫶🫶🫶 Thanks to @noxturnalpascal who had this idea: PROMPT: Pick a Pedge Daddy character - Joel Miller, Frankie Morales, Dave York, etc. (it can be Canon or Non-Canon/AU/No Outbreak). PPCU Daddy is surprised - and excited - to learn that the grad/postgrad student he hires to watch his child sometimes also works as a: stripper/dancer/cam-girl/onlyfans-model/dating-or-escort-service (or straight-up SW) *1000 word Minimum - 2000 word Maximum The other fics based on this prompt: Dancing is a dangerous game @noxturnalpascal ; Webcam for beginners @iamasaddie ; Birthday surprise @aurorawritestoescape Follow @millafics and turn notifications on for fics updates

ao3 - Masterlist

"Good night, Mr. Miller!"

You close the front door behind you and quickly walk to your car. You’re a student, in your final year. Babysitter is your job for the first part of the evening. Sarah Miller is one of the children you regularly babysit on weekend evenings.

In the second part of the evening, you’re an escort.

A few months earlier, in a club, someone asked you to join their escort business. You had never considered it before, but the money to be earned, the relatively “classy” and secure side of the site you would work for, made you decide. However, you wanted to continue babysitting, and start escorting sparingly. 

You arrive at the usual hotel about thirty minutes before one of your regulars, so you can have time to get ready.

Joel is single, and regularly he pays for an escort.

That evening, he surfs his usual site, and he’s looking for something fresh. He has his regulars, but from time to time he likes to fuck a new one. He loves to see how they react under his fingers. Loves their look when they see his cock for the first time, then when he sinks into them. How they take his cock. His subscription costs him a lot, but he has never been disappointed.

He scrolls lazily on his phone until his thumb stops on the screen. He scrolls back a little and stares at a photo. He can’t see much of the escort's face, but it's enough to put him in doubt. Is it really Sarah’s babysitter he’s looking at?

In 10 minutes, you’ll be here to babysit Sarah. He puts his phone down and waits. When you arrive, he greets you as usual, but lingers to look at this little mole, just above your mouth. This mole, that made him scroll backwards.

He smirks, and goes out to meet a woman he fucks from time to time. When he pushes his cock in her pussy that night, he thinks of his kid's babysitter.

When he gets home, you’re sitting on the couch, watching Narcos. He wonders why the actor is wearing such tight jeans when his bulge is so visible.

You get up and ask him if he had a good evening. He smiles at you and says yes. He pauses before asking if everything went well with Sarah, and you tell him everything was fine, as usual. You gather your things and leave, wishing him a good night.

Joel watches you walk to your car and he heads upstairs. He goes to his daughter’s bedroom to check on her, and closes the door, seeing that Sarah is sleeping.

He walks to his bedroom, lies down on the bed and picks up his phone. He finds your page and looks through your photos. The escorts' bodies are much less hidden than their faces. He looks at your curves. Your breasts pressed between your hands. Your pussy covered in red lingerie. Your ass, barely covered by a black thong. He pulls his cock out of his pants and boxers, and grabs the lotion from his nightstand drawer before starting to jerk off. He thinks about you and wonders if you're with a client. He jacks off with long and slow movements, and imagines the noises you make when you’re getting fucked. The noises you would make if he was fucking you deep. He imagines your mouth around his cock and how you would suck his balls. He jerks off harder and cums, sending squirts onto his lower stomach. He doesn’t even take the time to clean himself before booking a slot with you.

The next weekend, he had asked Tommy to watch Sarah. 

He arrives at the hotel, goes to room 301 and sits in the Chesterfield chair, waiting for you. 5 minutes later, you enter the room. You take off your trench and turn towards the chair. Your eyes widen when you see him.

“Mr Miller?!”

He looks at you and doesn’t answer.

“Oh my god, it’s so embarrassing… I’m sorry, I will notify the escort service of the situation and you will be reimbursed. I am really sorry, Mr. Miller.”

He smiles and says “I think you don’t understand, baby. I booked because I knew it was you.”

You frown and tell him it’s totally inappropriate.

“Well… Considering the way I catch you looking at me sometimes, I'm not sure it bothers you that much.”

“No, Mr. Miller, I assure you I don’t-”

He smirks again, and you stop talking. He’s right. Ever since you started babysitting his daughter, you can't help but sneak glances at him. But you thought you were more discreet, though.

“Now darlin’, I’m your client tonight, so do what you’re getting paid for, and come suck my cock.”

His attitude shocks you a little, he’s the father of the child you babysit, and there has never been any awkward situations between the two of you until now. But his talk, the way he commands you, turns you on. After a few seconds of hesitation, you walk up to him, get on your knees and undo his pants. You take out his cock and pause before looking up at him.

“Come on, baby. Don’t tell me you’re afraid of one cock? That would be embarrassing as an escort, right?”

You lean down, take his shaft in your hand, start to jerk him off and take his tip in your mouth. It's so wide that it barely fits, but you do your best. 

“Look at me, when you blow me, baby.”

You try to put your embarrassment aside and glance up at him. The moment your eyes meet, his are so dark, so full of desire that you forget your reserve. You want to give him value for his money, but above all, you want to make him forget everything while he is in this hotel room with you.

You let the saliva build up and then flow down his shaft, while you swirl your tongue over his slit and let the precum invade your mouth. 

“That’s it darlin’. That’s good. Deeper now.”

You go further down, squeeze his thigh with one hand, letting your mouth go down his shaft. You then caress his balls with your other hand, while you keep his cock buried all the way to your throat.

”Shit, baby… can't believe this naughty mouth is the same that dares to talk to my daughter.”

You moan around his cock hearing him, and hold yourself back from slipping your hand into your panties and touching yourself. You pull back and suck him again. He puts his hands on each side of your head and pumps your mouth with his hip thrusts. You stay still, without moving, eyes closed, while he’s fucking your mouth roughly.

“Yeah, just like that. Fuckin’ take my cock.”

He growls as his fists clench in your hair. He stops and holds you, your mouth full of his cock. You hear him breathing heavily.

“‘m gonna fuck your throat now. Eyes on me baby.”

You stare at him, and he pulls back, before sinking his cock in your throat. He holds your head so tight that you couldn't pull back even if you wanted to. You let him fuck your throat, as he thrusts deep inside 3 or 4 times, slowly. You feel tears welling up in the corners of your eyes, as his shaft sinks fully. He holds you and says “Don’t move. Don’t fuckin’ move.”

You follow his command, your eyes still fixed on him, and you feel his cock twitch in the back of your throat.

“That’s good, darlin’. Fuck…”

He finally releases you, slightly, still setting the pace. He leans towards you and pulls your head back, saying “open”.

You open and he spits in your mouth. He caresses your chin and tells you to swallow. You do so, and you don’t take your eyes off him. You know that’s what he wants. His attitude keeps turning you on, and you feel that your panties are soaked.

“Take off your blouse and skirt, and lie down on the bed.”

He looks at you, still sitting in the Chesterfield chair, while you undress. Then he stands up, removes all his clothes and lays down on the bed, his shoulders between your thighs. He pulls aside the fabric of your panties and reveals your pussy.

“You’re fuckin’ soaked, baby…Now ask me to eat you out.”

“Eat my pussy, please.”

He slaps your clit and you cry out in surprise.

“Ask better than that."

“Would you eat my pussy, please, sir?”

“Much better. We’ll have to work on your manners, darlin'.”

You don't even have time to wonder if he's really planning to fuck you again, before he slides from your soaked hole to your clit, with the flat of his tongue, in a long stroke. You moan as he now pushes his tongue into your pussy and his nose rubs against your clit.

“Mmmm you taste good.”

He licks you again with a long stroke and pushes two fingers into your pussy, focusing his tongue on your clit. His beard rubs against your thighs and fuck… he knows how to eat a pussy. You bend your knees and spread your thighs to offer yourself even more to him, your hands gripping his curls. He raises his head and his chin shines with your wetness. 

“You spread like a slut for me, who would have known you were such a whore when I hired you?”

Being far from shocked, you moan under his words as he starts sucking your clit again. His free hand pulls on your bra to release a breast, which he grabs in his hand.

“Fuckin talk to me, baby.”

“I love that. You eat me so well. Please-”

He stops and says “manners.”

“I’m… I’m sorry, sir. It’s so good, I forgot my manners. Please keep going, sir, I would like to come in your mouth, please.”

“Good girl”, he says, before starting to swirl his tongue over your clit again.

He pushes a third finger into your pussy and you roll your hips against his mouth, trying to grind yourself against it as much as possible.

“That's it baby. I can feel you’re gonna come.”

You moan louder and louder and he adds "come on my tongue, baby. Come on the tongue of the man who pays for two of your jobs"

“Fuck”, you say as you grip his hair and come in his mouth, shaking.

“There it is… That's good, baby, you're doing so well.” 

You jolt again at his praise, your pussy squeezing his fingers one more time. He kneels between your thighs, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and asks:

“You want this cock, baby?”

“Yes I do, sir.”

“Take it, then”, he adds, lying on his back next to you.

Shyness makes you doubt your actions again the moment you straddle him, after taking off your panties and bra. You’re so close to his face. The face of one of your employers, much older than you, but above all, the father of a child you babysit. Joel seems to understand what's making you hesitate, and his gaze becomes softer, more familiar to you. 

“What happens here, stays here, baby.”

You nod and grab his cock, pressing his tip against your entrance. You stare at his chest and start sinking on it, when he stops you.

“No, not like that. You look at me when you fuck yourself on my cock. You look at me, and don’t take your eyes off me.”

“Why?”, you whisper.

“Because I wanna see you suffocate when my cock tears you in two. Because I want you to realize that it’s my cock, that you’re gonna impale yourself on. Because I want you to remember that, the next time you come to my house and I open the door to you, even if we don’t refer to it outside of here.”

So you raise your head, stare at him, and lower your pelvis. And god, he was right when he said his cock would tear you in two. You feel it parting your folds and you can't hold back a long moan.

You keep impaling yourself on his cock, more and more, going down his shaft without stopping or slowing down, your eyes fixed on his, while he has placed his hands on your hips now, but letting you be in control.

His stare has changed too. His confidence has given way to pleasure and you can't help but smile, until you reach the base of his dick. You stay like that for a few seconds, full of his cock, and you catch your breath.

“So tell me…. since when did you wanna fuck me?” he asks you. 

“Fuck, I…I don’t know…”

He holds your hips so you stay grounded on him, and can’t avoid his questions.

“Days? Weeks? Months?”

“Oh god…hu…Weeks or months, I guess.”

“Oh baby you wanted this cock for so long?”

“Please, I wanna move…”

“Last question. Do you think about that big cock at night in your bed?”

“Fuck…Yes. Yes I do. I touch myself thinking of your cock.”

He smirks and finally releases the pressure on your hips. You start rolling them, barely lifting yourself with every movement of your hips. You rub your clit against his lower abdomen and you seek your pleasure again, even though you came in his mouth a short time before.

“Fuck look at that… you’re using me to get off, my cock deep in your slutty pussy…”

You bite your lip and realize that what you’re doing is unprofessional. You should act for his own pleasure. But you can't. And you don’t want to, for now. His cock is so good, and you feel that in less than two minutes you’re gonna come on it.

“It’s ok, baby. Use me, come on my cock. It’s here for it.” 

“I…fuck. I’m gonna cum, sir. Your cock is so thick and…my clit...fuck...my clit..it’s so good. I’m gonna…I’m gonna come, sir. Can I come, please?”

“Come for me baby, come on”, he whispers, and as you’re coming on his cock, he presses harder on your hips, to keep you fully buried on him.

You fall onto his torso and he caresses your back until your spasms stop. You come to your senses and sit up straight, before realizing that you are still impaled on him, and that his cock is still just as big and hard inside you. Your pussy clenches at this sudden movement.

“I’m sorry, I’m-”

“Fuck, baby. You just came twice in a matter of minutes, what fucker would be mad after that?”

You nod and smile gently.

“Lie on your back, now, baby.”

You do as he asks, and once lying on top of you, he says, his eyes fixed on yours “my turn to fuck you.”

He thrusts into you half way suddenly, and you can't help but suffocate. He pulls back, and immediately sinks in again and bottoms up.

“Fuck… you’re so fuckin’ tight. ’m gonna ruin that pussy, baby.”

He fucks you quickly and goes deep with each stroke. You feel his balls slap against your pussy and…he fucks well. One of the best fucks you've ever had. Maybe even the best. You hold on to his biceps and let him fuck you.

“Come on baby, use your words, tell me what you feel.”

But he’s fucking you so hard, so good, that you can’t answer.

“Oh baby… what’s goin’ on? You can’t talk anymore, I’m fucking you that good?”

“Yes…yes, sir.”

“Come on baby, give me more. Your other clients fuck you like this?”

You can’t answer, but you shake your head, while he’s still pounding you.

“No? Not a single client fucks you as good as me?”

You shake your head again. 

“You know it won’t be the only time we fuck, right? I’m not even done with you, and I already miss your pussy. Fuck…you’re squeezing me so tight…fuck.”

“More”, you say.

“More what? Words.”

“I want you to fuck me more… I… shit… I want more nights.”

“You’ll have them, baby. Ah fuck..I’m gonna fill you, baby….That’s what you want? To be filled by my big cock?”

“Yes…Yes please sir, fill me up!”

He thrusts in again, twice, three times, and you feel his spurts of cum filling your pussy.

“You're gonna empty my bank account with that pussy baby, damn…”

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[fluffyprettykitty]

Billy Russo's NSFW alphabet

Pairing: Billy Russo x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 2000 words

Warnings: oral sex, multiple sex positions, sex toys, gun kink, choking, temperature play, cum play, sub/dom roles, praise kink, phone sex, if I missed anything major please let me know!

Author’s Note: what won the poll yay! template can be found here! Dedicating to my fellow billy hoe @that-sarcastic-writer, ily, here's some porn &lt;3

PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Billy Russo Masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Billy is big into aftercare after sex, he likes taking care of their partner, soothing their skin, applying lotion, helping them shower, and cleaning them up thoroughly, he is into taking care of his own so he wants the same treatment for his partner.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Billy's favorite body part of his is of course his cock, he is the type of guy who has given a nickname to it and always refers to his cock as a second person rather than a body part. Now as for his partner Billy is into necks, he loves kissing and caressing and watching you squirm just from the most innocent touch.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Billy truly does love cumming, he says that it's a work of an art. and god's gift to mankind to cum on your body, he does prefer cumming on you rather than inside you cause he loves watching it spread but he's never opposed to a creampie either.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Billy would never directly tell you because he loves not losing control but he loves it when you take care of him, like praising him, telling how good he's doing, it just makes him go harder and rougher on you hearing your sweet praises. His pride though won't let him admit it because he also loves playing into the sensual dominant role as well.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Billy is one of the most experienced men in the world. He has been into women since he was a teen and knew how to chase them and make them his therefore there have been many one night stands in his life, some longer than one night and some multiple times a year. In short Billy has never met a woman he couldn't flirt with.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Billy loves it when you top him. He loves sitting back on the couch or the bed and watching you work your body on him. He will guide your hips or hold your back or your breasts helping you leverage your movements better. He is truly into the visuals and if he could he'd had you like this several times a day.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Billy is more serious than most, he loves praising you or guiding you and in a moment he might tell a joke to relax you a little but for the most part he sticks to the main part.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Billy is very much into himself therefore he takes really good care of his body with several trips to beauticians and what not so he is very well groomed and most clean.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can get very intimate as in he loves being a romantic a heart and he loves that primal position of taking care of a woman. He loves caressing you and soothing your skin and kissing you again and again making you feel loved in the moment and watching you look at him with eyes full of love. He will whisper several i love yous in the right moment when he feels the need to.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Billy mostly likes jacking off to your pictures or videos you took together when he's away on his business trips. He loves setting up his screen to watch your pretty body or calling you to hear your sexy voice and he grunts and strokes his cock when you tell him to. He is very into masturbating together over the phone.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He is a very kinky man. There isn't any sexual position he hasn't yet tried but one of his favourites is lingerie. He loves buying you the goods himself and watching you model for him, or keeping one of your panties in his pocket.

Billy is also very very into choking you but also loves it when you choke him as well. He gets extremely aroused when you wrap your hands around his neck and squeeze and if it wasn't for his extraordinary military discipline he'd cum right there and then.

Another kink of his is temperature play, whether wax or ice or anything else he loves that slow sensual build it gives you, and loves taking his time fucking you and building up the suspense towards the main act.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Billy is the type of person who could have you anywhere and on any surface available but he's absolutely favorite is shoved up in a corner a little bit away from preying eyes because he honestly couldn't wait to get you home to fuck you. Second favourite is the car for the same reason. Then comes the bedroom only for that nice long morning fucks.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What doesn't turn him on. Billy is a very horny man by design, because he's incredibly passionate and genuinely extremely active in all senses he rarely rests. Being in the same room with you is what drives him crazy the most, he can't spend too much time together without wanting to fuck you or thinking of how to shove you in the nearest corner. If anything you've always wondered how he can live with constantly having an almost hard-on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Billy would never do something you didn't want to do. He is very big on boundaries and discussing kinks and what not with each other.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Billy does love giving more than receiving only cause he is such an expert with his tongue and he knows how much you also love it. Billy loves taking his time and turning into an all night activity with his shirt off cause he will get sweaty, his fingers working inside you or on your thighs and his tongue close to your cunt teasing you and working you. He also loves eating you out from the back whenever he watches you lean a little too much on the counter and he can barely help himself. Billy also likes when you ride his face whenever work stresses you a little too much.

Now as for him, he is never opposed to one although his favorite is when you want to do it while he's driving. Something about your mouth on him, your ass up with his spare hand slapping you or fingering you gives him such an insane power trip that keeps him going. Although he never would say no to a messy blowjob when he's working hard on a case.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Billy can truly be anything you need him to be. Fast or slow, he loves to build it all to keep the momentum and give you the maximum pleasure. Billy switches it up several times, going from slow to rough back to slowly kissing right before hitting the edge and back at it again. At stressful days at work he works your body like a boxing cage and on other days he works your body like a violin. It all depends on the circumstances.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is not opposed to a quickie although he does prefer it longer. He usually goes that route during dinner parties or outings with other people. He is incapable of keeping his hands to himself even if you had fucked a minute before arriving everywhere so his option to not let other people get too suspicious is a quickie. A quick fill as he loves to call it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Billy loves experimenting, trying new things, new positions, several role play parts, trying out new toys or new ways. He is a very risky man in all aspects of his life so he makes sure his bedroom activities are also extremely adventurous.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Billy's stamina is incredible, he is the very definition of an insatiable man and therefore it's hard for him to stop. He could last a whole day teasing your denying you his cock when he feels like to but if you keep on teasing him yourself he would try his very best to please you. He always make sure you cum first regardless, but mostly he gives it all in the end.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Billy didn't had toys on his own before he met you but after he managed to build quite a collection. All of different speeds and volumes and what not, all to be used on you, when you get him his first cocksucker he almost whines about it but he does secretly use it when he's away. Now as for the cock ring he keeps it on until you tell him to take it off and he listens like the good boy he is!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Billy loves to tease but his endgame is always to fuck so his teasing doesn't take too long to stop. He just loves watching you squirm in the moment until you beg him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Billy can ber very loud for a man, he moans and grunts and talks a lot during the act. He moans when he eats you, he grunts when he fucks you and he groans when he gets inside you. It's hard for other people not to hear you when you go at it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Billy does love his toys. But what he loves the most is his guns. He is not one to hesitate to use it during the act once he knows he can trust you and you are about as crazy as he is. He loves taking the cool metal side up your things and teasing your entrance till he slips int inside and in the same vain he likes it when he keeps it against your neck fucking you from behind. He might like it a little bit more when he also makes you cum on it and then has you lick it clean but that's for you to find out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Billy has a perfect adonis-like body, his military training has given him the discipline and the motivation to always keep at it so this with the combination of how well-groomed he is gives him the perfect body. Now as for his cock, he is a bit lengthy cause of his tall build and girthy enough to make you remember him forever.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Billy has an incredible sex drive because he is a constantly horny man. Even worse than a teenage boy. He is always ready for it anywhere and in any place.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Billy does sleep quickly afterward especially after having taken a shower with you and wrapping you tenderly inside his arms. He sleeps with his chin on your shoulder and drifts when your breaths match up.

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[braxlrose]

things i imagine 2023 bf bill does

cw: oral (f! and m!recieving), fingering, etc

• if you've been together since the 2000s, he's so so so happy that you never judged him for how he looked and that even though his style changed you still stuck with him. he knows that's the bare minimum but he's experienced first hand how some people treat him because of how he looks and he loves that you're not like that

• obviously, yall still go shopping together like in the 2000s and it's tons of fun. he loves it when you two try on studded jackets together and when you pick out cute platform boots for him

• you two once had the greatest birthday sex in the history of birthday sex because you got him the "greatest platforms in the world!!". His words.

• and I mean it ^^, it went on for like 2 hours and by the time you guys were done you were ready to pass out. but he also had some other gifts to open 🤩

• his aftercare was literally amazing in the 2000s, but it's gotten even better with time. if it was super intense sex, he will not let go of you. even if you were subbing, with intense sex both doms and subs need aftercare.

• MATCHING HALLOWEEN COSTUMES 🗣🗣🗣 also you better hype of bill for whatever costume he does. like that year he did Ariel. If you didn't hype him up 😒 what are you even doing?

• going out and buying costumes with him for concerts

• he said in a tiktok live once that he does out to restaurants for every meal. breakfast, lunch and dinner. so you two do that basically everyday and you guys always order too much food and end up having left overs

• ‼️BAKING WITH HIM‼️

• you guys know how he loves his cheesecakes so you two make him all the time. and he teaches you how to bake some of his family recipes. but it always ends up with you guys a total mess because you were fooling around.

• also the mf is still a massive tease 💀 like bruh back off for two goddamn seconds

• like while you're kneeding dough he'd come up behind you and press his crotch into your ass and act like he was just grabbing a measuring cup. and the mf would just be smirking his ass off if your face got red

• tiktok lives all the time and you two bake together on those two. and sometimes tom comes in and helps you guys.

• cockwarming on tiktok lives 😍😍😍 (someone has gotta write that because oh em geeeeee I'm squirming and squeezing my thighs just thinking about it)

• he bites in bed. like when he's fingering you he'll bite your boob or literally any squishy part of you. and will get horny the next day if he sees you have bite marks on your body.

• he loves going to the beach with you. and you guys go with Tom and Heidi all the time too.

• now im very pale you guys. i hate tanning, I never want to be tan. It's just not for me, so if you're like that too bill will literally lather you in sonnencreme and bring an umbrella for you to stay under

• now if you're not like me and you like to tan then bill will buy you tanning oil and that mirror thing (I hope yall know what I'm talking about bc idk what its called)

• he gives you head scratches all the time because he always has long nails and it feels so good

• ON THAT NOTE, bill rarely fingers you because of his nails, but on the days he doesn't have any acrylic nails, he'll finger you like no tomorrow. but other than that he sticks to eating you out

• bakes you a cake all by himself for your birthday 🎂 he makes sure to get whatever flavor you like the best. strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, red velvet, whatever you want he'll do it. he decorates it himself and is very proud

• talks about you all the time in interviews and is smiling his ass off every time

• doing skincare together is a must!! you two have so much skin care stuff it's insane. serums, face masks (peel off, paper, clay, etc), lotions, moisturizers, oils, lip masks. literally everything.

• HE LOVES DOING YOUR MAKEUP and he gets so happy when you let him do it

• date nights with him are so much fun because you get to get all dressed up in a sexy outfit and go out to a fancy restaurant. plus the night usually ends in sex

• he loves it when you play with his rings on his fingers

• living room dance parties and karaoke happens all the time and you always end up on the floor laughing your asses off

• he buys Polaroid cameras and takes pictures of you guys all the time. at the mall shopping, on the beach, making sandcastles, you eating, baking together, him dicking you down with his cum all over your chest (who said that⁉️)

• showering together and doing hair masks

• loves pre and post concert head from you 😉

• binge watching TV shows together is something you two do a bunch. he gets all pouty if he found out you watched an episode without him.

• you guys manicures and pedicures all the time and you're always giggling and laughing with eachother the entire time

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[noble-kale2]

Helping a Gazan mother and her children

If you saw my other posts for helping Sama @noble-kale, still me, just got shadowbanned for reaching out to too many people. Working on getting that fixed.

Sama is a mother with 2 young children in Gaza. She has been displaced and widowed by the occupation, and is trying to escape to safety with her children.

Her campaign is less than 4% completed. And it is exactly $200 away from $2000, and that's our next mini goal.

We also have a raffle of a big basket of personal items like lotions, soaps, face wash, body mists, and the like as further incentive to donate. The value of the basket is easily around $100, and tickets are only $5, plus I round up for numbers not ending in 0 or 5, because every dollar matters.

We have printable flyers, in English and Spanish, to spread the word below:

[ur-dad-satan]

I know it's 8 am right now, HOWEVER, I have headcanons I need to get out of my brain before they're all I can think about... That being said: I have Obey Me! Headcanons about how I think the characters would smell. This is based on sleep deprived delusion and nothing else <3

I feel like most of the characters would wear some type of Cologne or perfume that perfectly encapsulates their personality or vibe. Like I know that's the purpose of Cologne/perfume but hear me out.

Luci would smell like some fancy Cologne with hints of vanilla and maybe even coffee. Not coffee breath, but maybe like his soap smells like coffee or Shea butter.

Mam would smell like an expensive Cologne with some really masculine scent like Cedarwood and like sea breeze or something. OR he would smell like men's deodorant and the smell of the two together would be intoxicating. (I'm getting off topic)

Contrary to popular belief, Levi would smell really good if not clean. Like he would probably smell like some type of soap and maybe sometimes some Ruri themed perfume for special occasions. Aside from that, he would just smell like soap. Maybe sea salt and something else.

Sat would also probably smell like a fancy cologne but I feel like he would also have like undertones of something familiar that you can't put your finger on. It's not indescribable, but it's so hard to pinpoint.

Asmo would smell like some type of fruit perfume or a delicate flower. I feel like he would also almost always use body glitter filled perfume/lotion for special events or when he felt extra pretty.

Beel probably wouldn't wear any perfume/cologne regularly but he never stinks. Not even when he's drenched in sweat; he actually kinda smells sweet. It's a subtle sweetness that you can only smell if he's close enough

Belphie also wouldn't wear cologne/perfume on a regular basis, but he also wouldn't stink. He would probably smell like fresh linens. He wouldn't quite smell like laundry detergent, but fresh sheets and pillowcases. It's a relaxing and comforting smell.

Dia would definitely smell like some fancy cologne. It's probably a gift from Luci that he likes to wear around him the most. I don't know why, but I get cinnamon vibes from him. Like his soap would be cinnamon scented and it gives a slight spice to his not quite savory cologne.

Barbs would smell like tea. He would do this on purpose. So no one can smell the bloodlust he feels for Solomon. I'm thinking like some type of green tea, jasmine tea blend with a hint of vanilla or something else sweet. He takes great pride in how he smells and loves when people complement him on it.

Luke would smell like cupcakes and icing. It's not just cause he's a kid or anything, but he goes out if his way to use sweet smelling products. He likes the way they make him feel and keep his skin soft. Everyone loves it. Not a single person complains.

Sim would smell like something natur-y like flowers or some type of tree. Maybe a nice spring day if that makes sense. This smell would mix with the smell of his deodorant -probably a pretty masculine smelling one- and be heavenly (no pun intended). He would know that he smells good but not how good he smells.

Solo would smell like a nice human world cologne. I feel like he would wear a basic deodorant and let his cologne do all the heavy lifting. It would be something like burning wood or like some type of ocean mist. (Y'all don't know how hard it was to not just tear Solomon a new asshole just then and IDK why)

Being mean to solomon under the line <3

Solomon would wear shower in a can and smell like fucking axe body spray. He almost certainly had a hippy phase in the 60s where he did a LOT of drugs and then he had an emo phase in the 2000s and can most definitely sing the entirety of Welcome to The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance.

[donutz]

Denji x 2000s! reader

Oh hey guys 😛

☆ Warningz - Not really a warning, but reader is gender neutral, though they dress feminine-like within the hotter and colder days, just more covered up on Winter and Fall. Just kind of giving the reader a specific style.

☆ Genre - Fluff ofc, romantic too (^_-)≡☆

@( o･ꎴ･)@ “Woah! Your shorts are.. Super short!”

“... Yeah, it’s 85 degrees outside..”

“It’s just.. I’ve never seen you more showy clothes..”

“You just dress so differently on the colder days..”

“Like um… Like grunge I think that’s what you call it…”

“Do you wanna come?”

“Huh! Oh yeah!”

Denji rushes over to you, excited to follow along with such a cool person.

“Did you shower?”

“...”

“Go shower Denji.”

He groans, keeping his unsatisfied sounds in his mouth. Then he slowly walks over to the shower, his slouched back showing he wasn’t happy.

----------------------

After 5 minutes of waiting, he came out.

Of the shower I mean.

You see his body covered with a towel, meaning he just got out.

You disgustingly squint your eyes and yelled at him to actually wash instead of soaking in water.

“I DID WASH!!”

“WITH SOAP?”

“...”

“GO SHOWER.”

“ >:(” Though he frowned, he did listen.

Damn.

He really wanted to go shopping with you.

After 15 minutes, you assumed he used soap this time. But you don’t want to risk it, so you give him a smell inspection.

No, not in a weird way, just to make sure that he actually washed.

“Hm. You smell clean, did you put on deodorant?”

“Yeah! I remembered this time!”

You start to feel his hands, wondering if he put on lotion.

“Oh wow, you remembered lotion too?”

“... Uh yeah! I did..” His delayed reaction makes you doubt, but his soft hands say otherwise.

You look up at his face, detecting for any lies, but you could only detect distraction from your intertwined hands.

A deadpan appears on your face, before you give him a hug.

“Good job, just work on that washing with soap part yeah?” You whisper in his ear,

“.... Uhhh, yeahh…” He grows more astonished as he realizes your hugs are.. Well, for real!

You pull back while putting your hands on your hips, looking at a sleeping Aki and Power.

“I think Aki can handle her, maybe.”

“.. Ya think Aki will be mad at us?”

“Mm probably at you, but not me. I’m not sure why though, guess I’m just the favorite.”

“I’m glad I’m not.”

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

While walking over to the store, because driving would be too much in Tokyo, nobody disturbed you, as in talking to you.

You could hear the ‘quiet’ whispers of how ‘indecent’ you dressed as a teen.

Mind you even if the shorts are above your knees, your behind isn’t being shown, at all. The only other thing was a short sleeve, along with pretty accessories of course.

Denji frowns at the speech the old men and women speak, leaning to your ear to whisper—

“These oldies are saying a lot..”

“Leave them, it’s just old people being old. Always so judgemental to younger audiences.”

He looks at your face, surprised how well you took that.

“Woah, are you rich?” (He said this because of how you grouped your words together in that, ‘rich-like’ sentence).

“... Denji— we live in the same home??”

“Oh yeah!” He laughs.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

You two arrive at the grocery store, getting what Aki said to.

“Can you get me some carrots, broccoli, and rice?”

Denji salutes in some way, stomping down his foot and rushes over to the sections regarding veggies and grain.

He’s cringey but it’s okay because it’s Denji.

You collect up on some waffles, milk, and a few stickers for Power.

It’s been 2 minutes, which doesn’t seem long but it is, as you two are in quite a small store.

You look in the aisles, but not seeing Denji.

 Finally, you find him sitting down on the floor.

“Get off the floor.”

“There’s no more rice :(”

“Did you find the carrots and broccoli?

He sniffs, “Yeah…”

“Then get up. We can find another store. Or ask if there’s some in the back.” (I don’t know if you can do that or if it’s okay in Japan, please don’t be mad).

“Okay D:”

You did end up getting your rice, with Denji clinging to your side every time you walked, unless you ‘assigned’ him something.

Whenever you were looking at what’s on the shelves, he was hugging you, holding your hand, just loving the affection you gave.

“Thank you for your purchase!” The elder man at the counter said.

“Of course, have a great time!” You responded.

You two walked out, with Denji being bedazzled at your kindness.

“Why aren't you like that with me..?”

“Because you aren’t an elderly man.”

“You were just shaming elderly men like an hour ago!”

“Shhhh, people are gonna shame me if you said that any louder.”

“...”

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Arriving home, you found Aki scrubbing peanut butter off of the kitchen counter.

While Power was staring at the TV.

Hm.. I think Aki ‘spilt’ that.

A/N|| Uhm, no me posting this doesn’t announce that I’m back for sure. I just got a sudden urge to write, and an idea. Sorry (⌒_⌒;)

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

Bath and Body Works Pleasures Sea Island Cotton Mini Body Lotion

2002-2008

Found on Ebay, user ebartlett

[sexilene]

smelling like an angel!

here is everything i use and i promise you’ll be smelling and looking angelic! 🪽🌸🐇

🪽 my daily go to's are for sure, britney spears fantasy and the midnight fantasy for perfumes, they have that soft vanilla scent while also being sooo 2000s! on fancier days i use the casablanca lily perfume from byredo it’s my fave!

🪽 for my hair the tresemme shampoo and conditioner makes my hair smell so good for days im not kidding!! if you are feeling a bit fancier/expensive then i recommend the oribe gold lust shampoo and conditioner it’s also heavenly.

🪽 i also blowout my hair with the extra strength color wow spray orrrrr the oribe royal blowout spray and use curlers so it holds its shape, then i lock that it with the sexyhair shine/weather proof hairspray then oil/serum (kerestase exlir ultime) or the oribe split end seal! i like my hair to shiny, soft and bouncy like 90s butterfly cut with slightly fluffy bangs, sorta like a supamodel!

🪽 i use the tree hut hibiscus ylang ylang body scrub when i’m feeling pinkkk heaven and if im feeling fancy i use the ouai st. barts scrub and the elemis salt glow. i also am using the sticky dates body wash from lush rn and it’s like sooo vanilla i love it! (i'm literally always going to lush lol). oh! and the necessaire unscented bar soap is fabulous as well!

🪽 i use the pink dove deodorant im not sure what its called since ive gotten it so many times but i love the smell! for lotions i do a mix of a body shimmer from ionic london, or the soleil blanc shimmer from tom ford and the ouai st. barts creme which smells like a frosting vacation! i buy the i also use the sleepy dust powder from lush and basically cover my clothes, bed-sheets, inside of my shoes and body with that, go get it seriouslyyy! i also crush up glittery eyeshadow sometimes to mix in with the powder to leave things shiny and so when i offer some to guys to put on their gym clothes or whateverrrr they are slightly glittery and smell like me 😇😇 ‘swoon’

🪽 something i also like to do which is a little odd is that i like to very lightly spray tom ford cologne on my mattress and pillows because it smells like hotel to me!

🪽 always keep a spare mini perfume samples in your bag because you never know when you’ll need a touch up or if a friend need a quick spritz that way you both aren’t wearing the same perfume! 🤍

[girlfailure-smut-hour]

Asmo's Cure for Touch-Starvation <3

Nsfw content MDNI

CW: NSFW, Smut, GN!Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Nipple play, oral (receiving), penetration (Receiving), creampie, romantic, lots of pampering.

A/N: This is only my second fic/smut! Asmodeus pampers and rails a very shy and touch-starved MC. ~2000 words. PS: tumblr didn't show many people my last fic because my account was new so here it is if you want to see it.

It all happened so fast. In a moment of excitement Asmodeus suddenly hugged you for the first time. You froze in shock and he noticed immediately. It's not like it was unpleasant. He smelled sweet and feeling his warmth made you feel happy and relaxed.

"What's the matter darling?" He pouted, pulling away, but keeping his hands on your shoulders.

You rubbed your arm and told him, "I'm not used to being touched… But I liked it."

"Oh Darling come here," he said, pulling you in for another hug. He held you until you could relax, eventually melting in his arms like putty. He held you tightly before giving you a squeeze and letting go.

Since then, he's taken every opportunity to touch you, and it always gives you a shiver. A hug when you look sad, gentle scritches on your back and shoulders, wrapping his arms around you from behind when you least expect it and resting his chin on your head. He's amazing at it and it seems like he always knows just where to touch to get you to squeak in excitement.

Over time as you got more comfortable he started to invite you to his room, taking every opportunity to pamper you. Brushing your hair, painting your nails, and even doing your skin care, his slender fingers gently rubbing the cold moisturizer into your skin before he caresses your face and smiles at you with his sparkling eyes.

Now, like any typical day, he's brushing your hair as you sit in his lap. The bristles feel amazing against your scalp, and his skilled fingers expertly guide and separate strands of hair like some kind of weaver.

He pulls a bit of your hair behind your ear and plants a kiss on your cheek. You gasp and blush.

Before you can say anything, he pulls you close and into a hug. You can feel something hard pressing against your back.

"I hope this is okay," he whispers in your ear.

"I like it," you reply.

He turns you around in his lap and after a moment of just drinking you in with a content smile, he pulls you in for a kiss. Your heart is pounding as your lips touch. His taste is intoxicating, making your head feel fuzzy in bliss and excitement. His lips are soft, and almost feel like air in their light gentleness.

You breathe deeply, taking his scent in. It's always different, but never unpleasant. Today he smells like lavender, and it sets you at ease, even as your heart feels like it will burst from excitement.

He pulls away and smiles. "I'd like to do something special for you today, darling."

"Anything," you say before you even realize it's slipped your mouth.

He giggles. "I'd like to give you a bath. And then a massage… if that's okay with you."

A sudden excitement fills you and you can feel electric tingling down near your hips. Suddenly even more nervous and excited you can only mutter, "Yes please."

He scoops you up as he stands, and carries you to his bathroom. He has the most lavish bathtub you've ever seen, stocked with any bath bombs, soaps, lotions, and perfumes you could wish for.

He sets you on a stool and starts the water for the bath before stepping behind you. Slowly and delicately, he begins to undress you. You almost wonder if this can actually be happening. It feels like a dream.

His fingers dance so softly against your skin as he pulls your clothing off, stopping to appreciate your body every now and again. He treats you so delicately, like a freshly picked flower.

Before you know it, he's fully undressed you and is looking at you in satisfied approval. You can see it in his eyes; whatever flaws you think you have, Asmo is anything but disappointed. You thought you would be embarrassed sitting before him naked, but the way he looks at you melts that all away.

"Are you ready? He asks, offering his hand.

You nod and take it. He guides you to the bath and holds your hand as you get in. The water is on the verge of hot, but not quite there.

As you settle in, he holds up a tray of bath bombs. "Here," he smiles. "Pick one."

They're all labeled, ranging from floral to fruity. It's almost difficult to pick, but when you're ready, you pluck it from the tray and drop it in. The water turns to a vibrant hue as the fizzing bubbles tickle you on their way to the surface. It smells heavenly too.

Asmodeus brings the stool around to sit behind you. "Close your eyes," he says, pouring warm water over your hair. He squeezes some shampoo into his hand and begins massaging your scalp.

"You're so nice," you say in an almost drunken bliss.

"You're nice to allow me to treat you like this," he returns. "It truly is my pleasure, darling." The shampoo has foamed considerably now with him scratching and massaging your scalp so he pours more warm water over your hair and begins to rub conditioner through, carefully treating the ends. You just lean your head back and enjoy the delicate touch of his fingers.

He rinses your hair once again and stands. His pants have grown tight, leaving little to the imagination. You blush and smile.

He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead. "When you're ready, dry off and lay on the bed for your massage. Take your time if you'd like."

He stands and leaves for the bedroom. As relaxing as the bath is, whatever awaits you in the bedroom is far more exciting. You pull the drain plug and dry off before walking into the room as nonchalantly as possible.

He's sitting on the bed, wearing a silky robe. The tip of his erection parts the robe, revealing just enough of him to get your mind racing. He grins deviously and pats the bed next to him.

"Lay down sweetie," he says.

You crawl up onto the bed and lay flat on your stomach. You can hear a bottle opening and the sound of hands rubbing together before you feel his warm, oily hands on your shoulders. His hands are gentle, but he squeezes just hard enough to work out any tension. Your worries slip away as your muscles are reduced to jelly, almost as though his hands are melting into you. You feel an ethereal weightlessness. He moves a little further down to your lower back, every now and again gently brushing your butt. You shiver as more excitement builds up between your legs.

When he does finally move down some more, you're almost used to his touch, though every now and again, a finger slips between your cheeks, reigniting your excitement. And when he starts on your legs, he's sure to get as high as he can on your inner thighs. This light teasing is enough to drive you crazy. He's so close to touching you, but not just yet.

"Turn over, darling," he sings sweetly. You roll over and again he regards you with his loving eyes. Every inch of your body, a work of art to him.

He starts on your chest, working the muscles near your shoulders, but moves down quickly to your nipples. He looks up at you with a coy little smile. You moan a little as he rubs your nipples. He leans down and clamps his teeth down ever so gently on them. You're writhing now, the sensation almost too much to bear.

He decides to give you a break and starts to massage your tummy, making sure to pay special attention to that little 'v' that leads to your crotch. You moan and shiver every time he gets close, and every time he gets this satisfied little smile.

Now he's down to your legs, pushing them apart to get a good view. His fingers brush your genitals ever so slightly at calculated intervals, each time drawing a little whimper from your mouth.

His erection has completely split his robe and there's no illusion anymore of it covering him. He looks like he could explode at any moment, but he's taking his time with you, making sure to treat you with all the care and delicacy you deserve.

He adjusts so that he's laying between your legs now, and he's placing little love bites and kisses on your inner thighs. "Are you ready?" He asks. You nod and whimper.

All of that pressure suddenly releases when his lips touch down. His tongue flicks effortlessly across your skin conjuring moans, squeaks, and whimpers from you. This is his art and you are his canvas. The pleasure he gives you is beyond even your greatest expectations, constantly trying new things, each more tantalizing than the last.

Your moans are rising in pitch and he notices. You begin to move your hips and your whole body shakes. Finally, you feel an explosion of pleasure as warmth spreads over your entire body. Convulsing, you try to find words to say, but you just mutter, "Good."

"I know, darling," Asmodeus says as he rises from between your legs to finally remove his robe. His body is perfectly sculpted. While hardly muscular, he's well-toned with flawless skin.

His penis dangles just above you, and you can feel a sort of tingling in anticipation. He leans over you, bringing his face inches from yours, causing your heart to skip a beat. He rubs a bit of lube on himself and you, then positions his tip to where it's almost inside.

"Are you ready?" He whispers as he nibbles your ear.

You nod and put your arms around his neck.

“I’ll go slow,” He says as he pushes into you. He fills you so completely, numbing your mind. You just clutch him closer. He pushes in a little more then starts to thrust.

It’s already almost too much. You can barely think, he’s filling you with so much pleasure. He starts to thrust harder and faster, almost animalistic in his movements, but somehow still beautiful and refined. He cups a hand to your cheek and looks into your eyes and for a few seconds you’re there in the moment before losing yourself to pleasure again.

You could try to keep it down, but it seems impossible. It feels like you’re nearly screaming, getting louder and higher pitched. A bead of sweat drips from Asmo’s face and lands on your lips. It’s salty and just a little sweet. It pushes you over the edge and you come for a second time, convulsing and shaking violently underneath him, but he doesn’t stop. He keeps going, thrusting in and out, showing no signs of growing tired.

You’re holding him even tighter now, your back off the bed. He’s basically holding you up as he rails you. His body feels so nice against yours, all sweaty, warm, and strong. He doesn’t mind you clinging. In fact he seems to like it, his own moans getting more frequent and higher. Yours are too.

“I’m going to come,” He says.

“P-please,” You reply, almost begging him to finish just so you can think again. Not one coherent thought has passed your mind since he started pounding you.

He starts to thrust harder and a little slower. Your squeaks and moans reach a new height as you feel him throbbing and pulsing inside of you, filling you with warm cum. He kisses you, bringing another wave of pleasure over your body. The two of you lay there for a moment, wrapped in bliss. Not moving lest the moment would end.

He finally pulls out and rolls over onto his back. Gently, he pulls you onto his sweaty chest, and runs his fingers through your hair, planting a kiss on top of your head. “I hope that was okay, darling.”

“Y-yeah,” You mumble through a goofy smile. You’re still recovering, and now the post-sex sleepiness is setting in.

“Oh are you sleepy, darling?” He asks. “That’s okay. We can take a nap.”

You relax as he strokes your hair. You cuddle until your eyelids grow too heavy to hold open, and eventually, you fall asleep.

[rubyredridinghood]

Satoru Gojo Headcannons!

Type: General Headcannons/ 100% SFW (18+ blogs please dni :3)

Warnings: brief mentions of SatoSugu

• When his undercut is grown out, the little hairs curl around his nape; his hair curls a little bit when it gets hot

• No crumb left behind when eating snacks - will lick his fingers and then stick them back in the chip bag until it is completely hollow; makes insufferable asmr lip smacking sounds

• Does the daily wordle and thinks way too hard about it - sometimes he competes with Nanami to see who can get it first

• Comments Jujutsu Tech under CNN 10 every morning for a shoutout

• Only drinks iced coffee nuked in creamer and caramel drizzle

• “platonically” cuddled with Suguru in high school after long days because it made him happy (they were in love)

• Doesn’t understand why washing machines have so many modes and cycles

•Has one of those smart washers that you have to hold the start button down for 3 seconds and be always gets frustrated and accidentally turns it off and yells at it

•Watches it go

•Still sits at the oven and watches stuff bake like a little kid

•Uses uncooked pasta noodles to check if it baked all the way through

• Brought Tsumiki weekly flowers for her hospital room like that one guy on Tiktok

•Watches Big Brother with Yuji and Nobara

• The first movie he watched after the kfc breakup was Bring It On because that was all that was on TV - loves it to this day

•listens to early 2000’s cuntry on occasion (Think before he cheats)

• Doesn’t know how to properly fold clothes since he never had to do chores as a kid

•Goes to bath and body works with Nobara and offers to be her perfume/lotion tester

• Just wants to be held by someone because he’s been dehumanized for being the strongest and wants to be vulnerable for a little while :(

• The friend that always has a charger

• Sunburns very easily and looks hilarious with a farmers tan

• Owns little pink bunny slippers that are always by his bedside

•Also uses those soft skincare headbands because they’re comfy

•owns a comfy

• Knows all the lyrics to hi bich by bhad bhabie

• Not only uses lip gloss but has a collection - his favorites are the flavored and scented ones

•Never opens his umbrella inside because he believes wholeheartedly that it’s bad luck

• Used to wear socks with Nike slides as a teenager

• Knows how to do a back handspring and accidentally took Nanami out with one in high school

•Unironically sends Megumi millennial memes

•Holds the door open for grandmas

• Really enjoys advice from the elderly since nobody will even try to humble him since he’s the strongest

• Stayed in Geto’s room after the breakup until his things lost his scent - also kept his clothes and personal items

• Records videos of Megumi singing In the shower

• Says ‘Kobe’ when he throws stuff in the trash

[fruitchouli]

winter candy apple smells so nostalgic but i don’t really feel fond of it. it’s the kind of fruity that smells just like shampoo—too clean. it smells just like a middle school girl in the late 2000s. i feel like my friend Morgan who liked telling people she was pregnant by the boys she had crushes on,!and ended up moving to Florida before 8th grade must have used some product in this scent. i think this scent would honestly work best in a soap or hand sanitizer because it smells like a fragrance meant for use in some really hygienic product, but I’m am interested to try layering it actually. I smelled it while wearing Twisted Peppermint hand cream and it worked really well.

Now,how do you rank the three winter pillars; Vanilla Bean Noel, Twisted Peppermint, and, of course, Winter Candle Apple? For me, Winter Candy Apple is the clear third place flop because I don’t often find myself with the urge to smell like a 11 year old girl who saturated her greasy hair with body spray instead of washing it before school. Second is Twisted Peppermint, which I find fun and novel in just how minty it is. I do think I prefer that smell in a body lotion or cream rather than a body spritz, though. My number one is Vanilla Bean Noel. Very reminiscent of the iconic Body Fantasies Vanilla spray, so of course I love it. It’s true, I have a weakness for cheap synthetic vanillas. That reminds me, I cannot stand when people think they’re doing something by critiquing a BBW spray, or any other cheap body spray, for smelling cheap and synthetic. It’s like when film hoes (most always the MAN ones) critique 60s and 70s no budget exploitation films for having bad acting. Some people just love getting on my nerves…

[toxicanonymity]

Lunch break in the abandoned wing (one shot)

2.5k words | Sub!Corey x Fem!Reader

18+ EXPLICIT - PIV, very horny. Creator chooses not to warn in further detail, read at your own risk.

Corey sadly shuffles around in different jobs after the accident. Maybe he works at a mall kiosk for a while selling lotion. He's supposed to approach women like, "excuse me, you have beautiful skin, would you like a sample?" But he doesn't even try. He's afraid to creep people out.  He doesn't want people to notice him.  But you do. . . and you're gonna have your way with him.

Thanks @dark-scape for beta, mistakes are mine

It's a sprawling mall and used to be packed with teens until the early 2000s.  Aside from the main food court area, it's kind of a creepy mall, with some empty stores and recently closed ones.  One wing is almost entirely abandoned.  You walk there a lot because you like the blighted atmosphere.  A few years ago, a body was even found in the abandoned vitamin store. 

You go to the mall food court on your lunch break sometimes.  Corey's kiosk is near the food court and he's always looking miserable and nervous. You can tell there's some delicious beef under his ill-fitting khakis and layers. He has huge hands and a juicy ass.  He's sturdy and looks like he would make a great fuck toy.  

You decide to approach him one day and find out.  It's the first time anyone has ever gone out of their way to go to his kiosk, and he almost doesn't know what to do, but you make it easy. 

You ask if you can try the lotion in your favorite scent.  His thick fingers grip the bottle and a silky white ribbon shoots out of the tip and into your hand.   You ask him to help you rub it in.   He isn't sure you're serious at first, but he does a double take, and that look in your eyes gives him some confidence. So he puts some more lotion in his own palm then uses both of his big, masculine hands to slowly massage your soft skin.  It takes a while to rub the lotion in, and the feeling of his skin against yours makes you wet.  You want him even more than you thought you would. 

You ask if  he'll have lunch with you, and he nervously resists at first. He says he shouldn't because his boss might be mad.  You shrug and say okay. He keeps rubbing slowly, looking in your eyes, wondering if he made a mistake.  He's very unsure of himself.  When he finishes one hand, you hold up the other.

You imagine keeping him locked up in your room to massage you every night and fuck at your convenience.  Keeping him horny and hard so he's ready any time.  Whether it's today or another day, he's already in your pocket, he just doesn't know it yet.  You'd prefer today, though. 

You ask him, "What's the most you've sold in one day?"

He says 8 bottles and your heart breaks a little. 

"What if I buy 15, would your boss still be mad?"

He laughs, but you're serious.  He adjusts his glasses.  "You want me to go to lunch with you that badly, huh." He blushes and shakes his head. He seems to suspect you're kidding or there must be some catch like you're going to try to sell him something or embarrass him. 

You hand him your platinum credit card and tell him to run it.  He rings you up, still skeptical. Meanwhile, you're tingling for him. 

You reassure him, "We can stay in the mall. We don't even have to eat. I just want some company," you say.  You tell him you'll come back for the lotion.  He closes the kiosk for lunch, rolling the cloth covering down over the sides.  

You suggest going for a walk.  When you begin to lead him to the most blighted area, he tells you "uh, there's not really anything down this way. It was just Sears, and they closed last week."   Exactly.  

"Yeah.  I wanna show you something," you say.  You walk to the end of the wing, where Sears has the cage rolled down over its entrance.  It's dimly lit and one of the only remaining lights flickers sketchily.  You half-heartedly try to make small talk on the way, but you're turned all the way on just thinking about what you want to do to him, and the more he talks, the more you need to own him. 

You walk up to the rolling cage door and crouch down. You're wearing a skirt and you look back to see if Corey checks out your ass.  He does, and he blushes and looks away quickly once you catch him, which makes you even hotter for him. He's a perfect catch.  

You pull a safety pin out of your purse and jimmy the lock open. You roll the door up a couple of feet and nod for him to go into the store. He laughs softly and looks around with his hands in his pockets.  You smile patiently. He swallows then offers a small smile and complies.  You follow him in, then roll the door down behind you.  The sound of the door closing seems to echo through the whole mall, but in reality, no one is in this wing to hear it.  You're pretty sure. 

He stands nervously with his hands by his sides.  You grab both his hands and walk backwards, leading him. "Come on."  He's intimidated by your enthusiasm, but hesitantly continues following you. You walk him over to a twin bed in view of one of the store windows.  "Go ahead, sit," you say.  

"Here?" He looks down, then around. 

"Yeah." You start unbuttoning your top, and he sits down apprehensively. 

"Wanna take a nap?" You ask 

"Um. In here?" He looks behind him through the giant window.  There's no one close but the shadows of customers on the second floor are barely visible way down the hall. 

"I'm not tired either," you say and discard your button-up shirt, leaving your front-fastening bra on. 

You sit on his lap, demurely at first. Side-saddle.  You both smell like like the lotion. You take his chin in your hand and point his face toward yours.  He gulps and blushes but doesn't stop you. 

You lean in, pause to lock eyes with him, then slowly bring your lips toward his and you both close your eyes.  You lightly press your bottom lip into his, and his lips softly close against yours. You slip him your tongue and he accepts it hungrily, opening his mouth wider.  One large hand comes to your back, and another strokes then begins to knead your thigh as you devour each other's faces.

You spread your legs and face him, straddling him. You use fistfuls of his plaid shirt to pull him closer and scoot yourself forward, and your panties throb as they graze the hardness in his khakis.  Both his huge hands wrap around the small of your back and you grind yourself further into him as you make out.  The light flickers again.  You need to feel more of him, but he hasn't earned it yet. 

He brings a hand to your breast. You pull your face away and your hips stop moving.  He breathes heavily and looks at you hungrily.  You stand up and his knees spread to welcome you between them, closer to him.  You lean your knees against the bed and reach behind his head to play with his curls. You're soaking wet.  You ask him what he wants to do.  

He doesn't answer.  You rephrase. "If you could do anything right now, what would you do?" He looks around nervously, almost annoyed at the question, like you're tricking him.  He looks down at his lap.  He looks longingly at your skirt and your chest. You look down at your bra, then at him, and ask, "Do you want this off?"

He nods.  He clears his throat.  "Yeah, I do." You smile and bring your hands to the front clasp.  "Yes," he says more emphatically.  His voice is hot when he speaks up.  

You look around, pretending to be nervous.  "Here? Are you sure?" 

"I'm sure," he says.  "God, I'm sure."  So hot. His mouth is open and there's saliva at each corner.  He's practically drooling.  You gently pull his hair to position his head right in front of your tits.  Then you unsnap your bra, unleashing your breasts in his face.

Corey wets his lips and hesitantly raises a large hand toward your chest, looking up above his glasses at you. You tell him, "go ahead."  He glances back to the window again and the light flickers.  You swiftly turn his head back toward you and say,  "Let them see what a good boy you can be." His hand engulfs your breast, pressing it gently but firmly into you. His face looks pained.

He palms his arousal through his khakis, then begs you back into his lap with a hand on your lower back.  "Come back."

"Why?"

"I wanna feel you"

"How?"

He seems unsure how to answer.  You bring a nipple to his mouth and he sucks it and closes his eyes then grabs your ass under your skirt with both hands, and your legs part. His hands hike your skirt all the way up, and you let him pull you onto his lap.  With your skirt out of the way, you're all the way on top of his considerable bulge now.  You can feel every inch of his fat, rock-hard cock. 

You press your lips into his and kiss him ferally.  You gently pull his hair with one hand and brace yourself on his meaty thigh with the other.  His hands and lips are all over you.  Your bring your arms around his hulking shoulders and your hips roll into him. His lips worship your mouth, then your neck, then your chest.  He's so hard and ready, and you ache to be filled, but you pull back.

His face is red.  His brow is furrowed.  His pupils are blown wide.  He wets his lips hungrily.  You ask again, "What do you want to do?"

He breathes heavily and looks you up and down.  "I want to be inside you."

You feign nervousness again.  "Here? Are you sure?"

He leans back and you give him a few inches of space, curious what he'll do.  He starts unfastening his belt in a blur of meaty fingers, then his button and zipper.  "I need to be inside you."  

You gently stop his hands at the bottom of his zipper, and he adds "please." His eyes water.  You let him frantically take his cock out and pump himself a few times. 

"Save some for me," you giggle quietly into his ear.

"Sorry," he breathes. "Yeah."  

You guide one of his massive hands under your skirt, between your legs so he can feel how wet you are.  He slips a finger into your panties and shudders and begs you closer with his chin over your shoulder and his lips on the side of your neck. 

You hike up your skirt even more, the bottom hem all the way over your ass, and pull your panties to the side.  "Are you gonna make me come?" You ask. 

"Yes, yes. However you want, I'll do it," he whispers.  You change your mind and take your panties all the way off, slipping them over your boots carefully. 

With your panties off you get right up against him again, your wet warmth against his cock, your knees on either side of him, in full view of the window, were anyone to walk by.  The light flickers behind you.  In the window you can see the reflection of his wild curls, the back of his head tilted as he looks up at you begging.  

You push his shoulders down to the bed so you can see yourself mount him.  You grab his rock-hard cock and use it to rub your slippery folds.  He moans softly.  You lightly, rapidly slap your clit with the swollen head, bringing yourself close to climax, watching him helpless on the bed.  His breath intensifies with yours, and he squirms, desperate to be inside you.

You nestle the swollen head of his cock against your entrance, wait another beat, then sink down.  He groans and his hands come to your thighs.  His hips push up desperately into yours.  You stay unmoving, feeling him twitch inside you, for a minute that feels like forever. Then, you say "Okay, come here."

His upper body shoots upright, desperate to be against yours.  He wraps his arms tight around you.  He kisses you forcefully, needily.  He thrusts into you, and at the same time, pulls you down onto him.  He fucks you far harder than you thought he had in him.   His arms are strong, and his wet girth feels amazing. You give into his strength and let yourself enjoy the feeling of your body being moved entirely by him.  He fucks you slow and hard, then accelerates.   

Within a minute you see stars.  Your cunt clenches around him and you moan. It echoes through the abandoned store, your head falling back, your tits in his face. He takes a nipple into his mouth and you finish coming.   You catch your breath, still riding him.  His hips slow down and he watches you in anticipation.  

"Good boy," you say, and affectionately stroke his curls.  "You did good." Your face is hot with the afterglow.

"Can I?" He asks. You look at him warmly and cup his cheek. 

"Can I come?" He begs. 

You cradle his head with both hands and stare into his desperate eyes.  "Yeah. You can come." 

You kiss him on the lips, and his arms pull you down as he plunges even deeper into you.  He thrusts just a few times, then you feel him erupt inside you and he moans.  His hips hit your inner thighs even harder as his cock empties hot, silky ribbons into your cunt.  Each pulsation gives you a new wave of pleasure.   

He falls back on the bed and catches his breath as you enjoy several aftershocks.  He becomes aware of the situation again and tilts his head backwards so he's looking out the window upside down.  

You climb off him, and he sits up, watching you. His seed trickles down one leg before you fix your skirt.  As soon as you make eye contact, he gets on his knees and licks your thigh clean without you even asking, then buckles himself up.  

When he stands up, you put your wet panties in his pocket and give him a kiss then fix your clothes.  When you leave the store and roll the cage door back down, you don't even try not to flash him.  To protect your modesty, he shifts to stand between you and a security camera.   Then he does a double take at the security camera and his face drains to white. 

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How do you think he'd act the next time he saw you in the mall? 😳