#INNER MONOLOGUES / musings

[keepmovinjunior]

really small but underrated tip to be a great writer and roleplay partner, in my opinion, is to not forget that you are essentially playing a character off of another character, and that character will have thoughts about the other character in the room! when this is reflected in the reply, it's so delicious to read.

like, it's great to read the actions and descriptions from an omniscient narrator pov of what your character is doing, and capturing a character's vibe and physicality in that is really important. but i can't tell you how invigorating it is to get a reply where the muse is also having thoughts about my character in their response, too. it gives me so much insight into their relationship, and makes me feel like you're really absorbing the writing i'm giving to you :) it also prompts so many extra ideas in my next response and oftentimes blooms into other thoughts, too... it just ... captures that extra level of relationship between the two muses that can so easily be forgotten. but when it's added, it's just *chef's kiss*

anyway tl;dr ik no one asked, but just adding my thoughts!

[rutilatedquartzmd]

Sometimes I wonder if I’m patching things back together because I can, or because I’m afraid of what it means if I can’t.

(Today’s anatomy study: Ranunculus. Delicate and pretty but poisonous. Like most of us.)

[obscurchroma]

She finds her mind racing with so many questions and few answers. The only thing she is sure of is that she is surrounded by death and destruction. That her life has become one horror after another. Uncertainty painted over her. Dripping in its embrace. It clings to her skin. Out here was nothing like she'd imagined and she'd thought she was ready.

Oh how she was wrong.

Maelle hugs herself, curled up next to the fire of the latest camp. Everyone off doing their own thing. All surviving the horrors of this world dotted with monsters. The landscape as broken as they were - as she felt. Often times she wanted to go home. Yet, Lumiere also never felt like home.

She wished she had answers or a way to know that what they were doing was right. She's alone, more alone than she has ever been in her short life.

Her arms hug her knees as the warmth of the fire brought her marginal comfort. She decided to raise from her spot and make her way over to Verso this time instead of the other way around. Cool. Calm. She likes to play aloof just like he is - emulates his behavior because it seemed like something to do to keep her mind off the craziness of their mission.

Maelle leans against the tree, arms crossed. ❝ You look like you're deep in thought. ❞

@fatedmuses from this starter call.

[borndie]

@theixth liked for a starter!

“Tridentarius.” Harrow is sure she’s never felt as much shame in her entire existence than she does right now. She’s the Reverend Daughter of Drearburh. She’s the best necromancer the Ninth House has ever produced. And yet, here she is. Standing in front of Ianthe Tridentarius, feeling as though she’s going to burn up due to pure embarrassment. She hates it. “I require your assistance.” God, she hates even having to say it. Her lip curls as the words leave her mouth. She glares up at Ianthe, trying to summon at least an iota of something other than embarrassment. “Well? Are you going to help or not?” If she has to die of embarrassment (an absolutely abhorrent fate, in Harrow’s opinion), then it’s only fair that Ianthe die of irritation.

[coldjustness]

The heartbreaking thing for ME to write with Rooks who save Treviso, is Neve's inner dialogue of no longer referring to them as their personal names and just defaulting to 'Rook'

[sylleblosscm]

Starter Call!

Moots, hit the heart thing. You know the drill.

I'm having a time and a half getting through old threads, so while I'm not dropping anything, I am officially putting them on hold until I can get my muse back in order. That said, I'm missing my girl and also all of you beautiful people <3

[whimsicweaver]

My Diary Friend

“And most may say the life of being a diary friend is uncertain and possibly unfair but my little girl just really needs me here. So here I’ll always stay for a long, long time until we meet again for a giggle, cry or even her cute little smile.” Connecting to the heart of my precious Journal~ I have personally always loved to journal ever since I was a little young Earthling and I've viewed my journal as a very close bestfriend; an extension of myself. My journal or diary has always provided me a safe haven and I'm proud to say that they've been the prime guardian of my inner child's heart and our dreams. It may be silly from an external perspective, calling my journal a friend but it's another subtle form of unconditional love that exists within my reality and for that I am most grateful.

~Elunara W.

[hcrexcellency]

@classiqcals ( joanna & reuben )

Love was a plague. In the earlier days of her youth, Joanna would curse the stars for whatever punishment it wished to bestow on her for being so unlucky in love. Only now, they laughed back at her for giving her heart into the hands of a liar, not a bit of everything that happened between them standing in any form of truth so he could, instead, get her money... or was it that he lying to someone else...? The mental game of catch between both possibilities made her dizzy, but she trusted him. Why would he betray her unless he lied to his most beloved sister? Even if that were true, would it make up for the humiliating feeling of looking like a love sick fool who had fallen right into the trap of a trickster? Have patience was Reuben's plea to her, two words she would not forget as they were not the three she'd hoped to hear. But she tried, nonetheless, to have patience, taking but a few days to be alone with her thoughts and stop herself from jumping to any conclusions based on whatever Isolde, Blair, or Valentina might say to her. Instead, she let the woods talk to her, astride her horse as the shades of green faded together the faster she went, creating a void only she could live in. What would she even say to him? Would she resort back to the cordial, elegant princess who was polite and rigid so that he would no longer have to play this game of pretend beside her? A petty and bitter choice to make. Or would she run right into his embrace in tears as though it had never occurred? Perhaps the easiest way out, but what of her dignity then? If she were not bolting so fast upon her horse, she would have seen the upcoming sharp turn, but alas, as the horse came to such a screeching halt, the momentum gradually pulled Joanna off the horse and onto the ground with a thud. No broken bones, thankfully, but as she bathed in her chambers, her ladies maids regarded a rather large bruise on her left shoulder blade. The bruise would be easily concealed as she dressed in her nightgown and robe. Though, as she sat in front of her mirror, she pulled the gown down to get a better look at it herself, a searing pain that would surely melt away soon enough. The door to her chambers open and she remained still, her back to the door. Through the mirror she'd expected to see her sister, but instead she'd seen the look of her betrothed. Immediately wrathful gaze fell upon her ladies maids, whom apparently could not keep their mouths shut. This was not a conversation she was prepared for just yet, but perhaps the spontaneity of it may cause her to stop thinking for a while, which was what got her in trouble in the first place. "Do not fret," she said quietly, refusing to turn around, unsure if she says it to bring down the pretend persona that Dorit claimed he wore so well, or to quell the worry of the man who truly adored her, "I am fine... I simply fell off my horse. It hurts a bit, but it should mend itself in no time..."

[attroxx]

❛ @villain-he said . . . 🤲 whoever wants to be cradled in his hand. ❜

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐒. who the hell wrote this thing ? and why was his manager insisting he audition ? the director is high profile and has a mostly good track record but . . . koda groans, slamming the stupid script onto the table. sinking into his seat his coffee stares back at him almost mockingly. despite it being a chilly day he'd opted for cold brew as per usual. taking a few more bites of his pastry he finishes up, shoving the script into his bag before tugging it over his shoulder. the coffee shop is growing buiser by the minute and koda didn't feel like adding to it.

he's about to head out the door when someone blocks him. the blonde blinks, the grip on his bag tightening. oh brother. he looks up . . . and up some more before meeting the face of a guy he'd never seen before. at least he's sure he hasn't. koda comes here most days, he would've remembered this guy . . . he's only really attractive. then suddenly the strangers hand is gripping his face, well, maybe gripping was a strong word. koda feels himself freeze, honey hues blinking rapidly.

koda thinks he hears the guy mention that he has something on his face . . . it must be chocolate from his pastry. but all koda can feel is the stranger hand on his skin. koda knows he's burning up and the guy can probably see it too. if the dude wasn't so tall he might be able to scurry away. forcing his gaze on the other he blinks when the hand disappears. he should thank him, otherwise he'd be walking around with a face covered in crumbs. but no words come and koda just nods awkwardly. no wonder i can't make friends.

send 🤲 to cradle my character's face in your muse's hands. ― accepting.

[wickedzeevyln]

Us and the Fantastic Universe pg. 1

Good for Nothing Paul’s mom sometimes came home to us playing video games in their living room with our feet on the center table. Her face flushed red and she would scream, “That’s all you do. Game! Game! Game! You would grow up to be nothing.” Paul and I eventually grew up and he became a game developer based in Japan. One in a while, we do virtual calls and I would ask him how his mom is…

[boardcontrolled]

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[navybrat817]

You're a Firework

Pairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: You're all set to watch fireworks with the gang and Bucky can't keep his hands to himself. Word Count: Over 2k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal fingering, semi-public sexy times, pet names, inner monologue, established relationship, humor, feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?). A/N: I KNOW it's Steve's birthday, but my muse demanded Stud and Smartie. ❤️ I'm so sorry, lovelies. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

“You know,” Natasha began as she handed you a drink. “You and Bucky could've had your wedding today. No one would have objected.”

“With Steve's birthday right around the corner? And take away from Sam’s amazing barbeque? No way,” you smiled, stepping out of the way as Clint walked by with sparklers in each hand. You refused to take attention away from either of them. “I’m glad we’re all hanging out though.”

Today was a good day. Not only was the weather as close to perfect as it could get, not too warm or too cold, it was a chance to get together and mingle since everyone had a few days off. Between the sunshine, food, and games, the gang had a lot of fun. You imagined your wedding reception would be fun, too.

Maybe the two of you could even have sparklers to celebrate, if only to entertain Clint.

“Bucky called you his wife earlier,” the redhead commented.

“He did?” You smiled, your heart swelling.

“He did. When you beat Sam at horseshoes, he looked right at Steve and said, ‘that’s my wife' with a huge smile on his face.”

Yeah, I am. Almost.

You nearly swooned, giving your fiancé a glance as he set his chair by the fire pit. “And that’s my husband.”

Natasha lightheartedly rolled her eyes and nudged you. “Better go and join him then. The fireworks are going to start soon,” she said, heading to her seat beside Clint. The town was shooting off fireworks in the nearby park, but you all decided it was better to hang back. The yard was a great spot to view them and no one had to worry about the crowd.

“Be right there,” you said, shivering as a light breeze rolled in. Sam had the fire going, but you hadn't realized how chilly it was now that it was dark. Grabbing your blanket from your bag nearby, you also realized as you walked over to the gang that there wasn't a place for you to sit. Bucky looked your way with a gentle smile and patted his thigh before you could ask if there was an extra chair available inside. You caught a glimpse of heat in his eyes as you made your way closer.

You loved that look.

“Is that my seat?” You asked.

“This could be your seat.” Bucky pointed at his face as you bit your lip. If everyone wasn’t around, you’d consider it. “But this one might be more comfortable to watch the fireworks,” he added, patting his massive thigh again.

His face. His thigh. Both were incredible places to sit.

“Yeah, comfortable. That’s the word,” you teased, shrieking as he dragged you onto his lap once you were within reach. You were lucky you didn't spill your drink. “Easy, tiger.”

He growled and nuzzled your neck once you situated yourself and placed your drink the cup holder. “This tiger will also keep you warm,” he promised.

“Aww. You two are just the cutest,” Sam said, swigging his beer with a chuckle when Bucky huffed.

“Yeah, we are. And in case you forgot, my girl kicked your ass earlier. Beauty, brains, and brawn,” he boasted. You didn’t have to look back to see the smug smile on his face. “Proud of you.”

I will not get giddy or aroused from that praise.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll get you next time,” Sam scoffed, looking over at you with a smile to let you know it was in good fun. He was a good guy, like Steve. You hoped they each found someone who made them feel the way Bucky made you feel.

“Or she’ll kick your ass again,” Bucky said without skipping a beat.

Oh, boys. So endearing. So competitive.

“Enough of that. Sam, I’m pretty sure I got lucky and I’d love a rematch. Stud, you just concentrate on keeping me warm,” you teased, draping the blanket over both of you. His embrace was always warm. “Surprised we don't have s’mores.”

“Those are for after the fireworks,” Steve said from the other side of you.

You smiled over at him before tilting your head back to gaze at Bucky. You weren't sure if the guys did it on purpose, but they each wore the same tight fitting T-shirt in patriotic colors. They all looked handsome, but your man looked look sex on legs. The love of your life would always turn your head.

“Not for us,” Bucky said, placing a kiss on your shoulder as his hand rested possessively on your hip. “We’re going to bed.”

You giggled and snuggled back against him when the rest of the gang protested. “But what if I want a s'more?”

“I’ll personally make you one and feed it to you in bed,” he half growled.

“You’re really not going to stay up with us?” Steve asked, a knowing look on his face.

“Oh, I’m sure something will get up,” Natasha deadpanned, making everyone laugh. She wasn't wrong.

“On your birthday, we’ll stay up as late as you want. Tonight, we’re watching the fireworks and going to bed,” Bucky grumbled, brushing a finger over your engagement ring. “Unless you really want to stay out here.”

You giggled again. Bucky had to share your attention with everyone all day and was still sharing it now. He was more than ready to have you all to himself. You understood the feeling.

“I’m fine with going inside after the fireworks. We’ll check on the cats and then go to bed,” you assured him.

With everyone drinking, you all decided it was better to crash in the same place instead of going home. Neither of you wanted to leave Alpine or Soot at your place though in case any neighbors decided to shoot fireworks off the roof, so you brought them over. They had a space set up under the guest bed with some white noise to help block out some of the sound. Anything to help put them at ease.

Bucky tilted your chin a bit more to place a soft kiss on your lips, the tension crackling like the fireworks had already started. “Thank you, Smartie.”

“You’re welcome, Stud.”

As if on cue, the show began.

You looked up at the sky in awe as the first firework rushed into the air. An explosion followed by a vivid display of light, they were like rainbows in the night brightening the darkness with color. They were beauty and wonder, a form of art that faded almost as quickly as it was created. Watching with loved ones made it all the more special.

You tilted your head and smiled when you caught Bucky staring back at you. “Why aren't you looking at the sky?”

“Why aren't you?” He teased, bumping his nose against yours. “Besides, I don't need to watch the sky when I have the most beautiful view right here.”

Your cheeks warmed. So did your heart. “You flatter me so,” you whispered, looking back at the sky again.

Bangs, crackles, and thunderous sounds continued to fill the air with the gorgeous display. You couldn’t keep the smile off your face. You almost regretted not having your phone beside you so you could take some pictures.

Though you likely would’ve dropped it when you felt Bucky’s hand move from your hip to under your skirt.

“Stud?” You gasped, quickly looking around as his hand trailed up your thigh. No one was looking your way. They were too occupied with the fireworks.

“Just keep looking at the sky, Smartie,” he said against your ear, your legs opening more as his hand found its prize. “And I'll keep touching you.”

Oh, fuck.

You shivered in his grasp despite the blanket and his body providing more than enough heat. His touch was possessive yet tender and you could feel your body turn to jelly as he rubbed you through your panties. You tried to concentrate on the colors above you, the material damp from his expert touch. And you couldn't stop your heart from pounding in your ears, adding the explosive noises around you.

More fireworks went off, but you blocked out the “oohs” of your friends as he pushed the wet fabric aside. “Bucky,” you whimpered, biting your tongue when he traced a finger along your slick pussy.

“I’ve wanted to touch you all day,” he whispered against your neck, teasing your folds. Your hole clenched before the fingertip even touched it. “I can't believe you’re mine. Keep asking myself how I got so lucky.”

I’m the lucky one.

His finger breached you, making you gasp and grip his arm. His palm pressed against your clit and you couldn’t help but push your hips down, seeking out more friction. You wanted to take care of him, too. Maybe when the two of you went to bed…

Another finger slipped in, curling and thrusting quickly. If you were at home, he’d take more time in taking you apart. He wouldn't stop until you soaked the sheets and even then he might keep going. And he'd make sure you were a quivering mess, mewling and begging for mercy or reprieve.

“Have I told you today how much I love you, babydoll?” He asked, static pleasure coursing through your body as you climbed higher.

Orgasms were a lot like fireworks. Some tumbled slowly in the sky, like a slow fire that coursed through your veins. Others exploded, so large and powerful that you couldn’t keep the sounds of awe in. Then there were small bursts, the ones that got the job done and still felt good.

You wondered what kind of orgasm Bucky would give you tonight.

“I love you, too,” you whispered, colors dancing behind your eyes as you shut them.

You wanted to shout how much you loved Bucky Barnes. You wanted your love for him to burst through the sky like a shooting star. But you didn’t need to put on a show for him to know you were his. He knew you belonged to him.

But you’d still have to try and keep quiet as you clenched around his fingers.

“Please,” you whispered, ready to fall over the edge as his palm rubbed your clit again.

Your head turned and his mouth slanted against yours to swallow down your moan. “Open your eyes,” he whispered, his fingers curling once more as you listened to his command and watched the colors light up his blue eyes. “And come for me.”

Your walls pulsed as the finale began, your cry drowned out by the rapid booms. Your wetness coated his fingers, every nerve cell vibrating as brilliant hues illuminated the sky. The hues swirled in your dizzying head, too. You were flying. Sinking. Floating.

You were a firework.

“Beautiful,” Bucky whispered, guiding you back to him.

Your body stayed lax against his, wishing he didn't have to take his fingers out. “You’re beautiful,” you exhaled, watching him subtly bring his hand to his mouth to taste your release. “Menace,” you added.

This man. I really just let him finger bang me with everyone sitting around.

“Yeah, I am,” he smiled, placing another kiss on your lips as Steve and Sam got up. Natasha and Clint were already up, too, to get more drinks.

If anyone knew what happened, they didn't draw any attention to it.

“Those were even better than last year,” Sam said.

“They were. And now we can have s'mores,” the blonde smiled, stopping to look at his best friend. “I thought you two were going to bed.”

“In a minute,” Bucky said, shifting his hips under yours to let you feel how hard he was. Getting you off turned him on. “Think I need to relax a bit more.”

Yeah, so no one sees you walking around with a raging hard-on.

You wiggled your hips, smiling when your fiancé quietly groaned. “Yeah. Relax,” you sighed, feeling him squeeze your thigh in a warning.

Well, he wanted your attention before and now he had it.

And I’ll make him see fireworks before the night is over, too.

Stud and Smartie need to talk to my muse and make sure Steve has a good birthday. 🥰 Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[sylleblosscm]

We interrupt this accidental hiatus for a special announcement:

Her

[sparklytimebun]

.....

2025.

Huh.

That's--

Give Leon a moment to process what he just heard. It's not 1096? Oh... well...

At least they were speaking French, even if it was a touch more difficult to understand, but old french and modern french, as he is guess, must have changed...quite a bit.

"I see. I have indeed come much farther into a time I do not think at this point I should be alive in. Such is the nature of passing through portals, can never sense them until after the fact."

And likewise he should be able to pass back through to his own time, except he has learned that sometimes portals were one way and he...did not think he could leave his child alone or his husband. Although now that he thinks about it...would it be fine to find out about his future kin? After all he'd be long dead by this point, and it would do him well, to know if he finally was able to put his old friend to rest.

"I suppose then...this is definitely not 1096." He says amused, reigning in the internal panic, but at least he was in a land familiar to him somewhat and the vampire before him...was nice. A rarity as all he had ever been exposed to was evil or cruel vampires along the same lines of Walter.

"'S 2025. Last I checked. Which has been a day or two, so who knows." She shrugged. "You're in Northern Italy, just within the borders of my kingdom." She said proud of her kingdom. "Though... Its not like much would happen really. We have borders, but for about 2/3rds of our facilities we rely on Italy for, well, most of it."

[whimsicweaver]

The PeaceKeeper and Peacemaker

No longer am I your Peacekeeper. No longer will I keep your peace just to satisfy your ego. No longer will I shatter my peace into pieces to keep you whole. No longer will I tear myself apart for you to feel better about yourself. No longer will I suffocate my voice for you to avoid your own truths. No longer will I perform for you to be entertained within your lies. No longer will I hold your unspoken emotions and responsibilities like clock-work for I have been capable of this ever since my birth. No longer will I make my heart a home for martyrdom disguised as loyalty—for that was never its job, nor is it my role anymore. I know that now. I see it now. For I am a Peacemaker, I have woven softness from hardship. I will create my heaven on earth and I will not ask for your permission to be. For we belong to everything and yet nothing at once. I create my peace, I create my sanctuary. So no longer will I keep your peace but I will create and sustain mine.

~Elunara W.

[lisasmuts]

REUNION | pt 1. Delicious Dinner.

Lisa Manoban x male reader x her friends

4.5k words

(Back together with my Favorites.)

A/N - so this is my new series I hope you all like it, i really hope for you guys to like it, and i'll wait for your responses to this new series. The reader will be cuckhold tho in this series. I really hope you all like it. Please also ignore some repetitive lines.

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After a long, passionate day of intimacy throughout the office, Lisa and you finally make it home, collapsing onto the couch together. Lisa straddles your lap, her eyes hooded with desire as she gazes down at you. Slowly, she begins to grind her hips, eliciting a low groan from you as she sheathes your throbbing length inside her slick heat.

“Ohh, y/n,”

Lisa moans, her voice dripping with need.

“I want you so badly...I need you to fill me up, over and over again.”

Her movements quicken, hips rolling and undulating as she rides you with fervent desperation. Sweat glistens on her flushed skin, and her breasts bounce with each frantic thrust. Lisa is utterly lost in the throes of ecstasy, her cries of pleasure echoing through the room.

Just as Lisa was riding you with wild abandon, the doorbell suddenly rang, snapping her out of her passionate haze. With flushed cheeks, she quickly disengaged from your lap and hurriedly slipped on a sheer robe. Straightening her appearance, she went to answer the door, revealing her childhood best friend, Suguru, standing on the other side.

Lisa greeted Suguru with a warm smile, though her eyes still held a hint of residual desire.

“Suguru! What a surprise. Please, come in.”

She ushered him inside, glancing back at you briefly before focusing her attention on her friend.

“I was just...working on some new music,”

she said, her tone slightly flustered.

“But I'm so glad you're here. We have a lot of catching up to do.”

Lisa's body language remained somewhat tense, as she tried to regain her composure after your heated encounter. The situation was now ripe with potential complications, as her childhood friend had unexpectedly arrived, interrupting the passionate moment between you and Lisa.

Lisa's face softened as Suguru apologized for the interruption.

“Oh, Suguru, don't be so silly!”

She said, reaching out to pull him into a warm embrace.

“I'm so glad you're here.’

Any lingering annoyance Lisa felt quickly melted away, replaced by the pure joy and affection she had for her dear childhood friend. She held him tightly, relishing the familiar comfort of his presence.

As Suguru embraces Lisa, his hand subtly yet intentionally gropes her pert ass through the thin, revealing robe she's wearing. Though Lisa doesn't outwardly react, inwardly her mind is racing with a whirlwind of lewd thoughts and desires.

“Mmm, Suguru, you naughty boy,”

Lisa muses to herself, her body tingling with arousal.

“I can't believe you'd be so bold, groping me like this right in front of Y/n. But deep down, I love it...I've always somewhere deep in my heart fantasized about you taking charge and using me.”

Her pulse quickens as a familiar warmth blossoms between her thighs. The memory of your thick cock filling her mere moments ago only fuels her growing lust. Part of her wants to push Suguru away, to remain faithful to her lover you. But an even stronger, more primal part of her craves the thrill of being used by her childhood best friend, indulging in his carnal desires.

“I wonder what you'd do to me if y/n wasn't here...”

she muses, biting her lip as her imagination runs wild.

“Would you bend me over right here and now, claiming my body as your own? Or perhaps you'd want to watch as y/n and I put on a show for you...”

Lisa's inner monologue is a tangled web of wanton need and conflicting emotions. But as Suguru's hands linger on her curves, one thing becomes clear - her self-control is rapidly slipping away

As Lisa engaged in casual conversation with Suguru, her outward demeanor remained calm and composed. However, her mind was racing with lewd thoughts, consumed by the prospect of having two men vying for her affection. She subtly leaned in closer to Suguru, hoping he would make another bold move.

Sure enough, Suguru’s hand once again slid down to grope Lisa’s ass through the thin fabric of her robe. This time, Lisa couldn���t suppress the shiver of pleasure that ran through her. Inwardly, she reveled in his touch, her body aching to be explored further.

“Yes, Suguru.”

She purred, mentally.

“Don’t be shy. I want you to touch me, to claim me as your own.”

Outwardly, Lisa maintained her composure, but her eyes gleamed with a sultry, inviting gaze. She reluctantly pulled away from the hug, only to move closer and press her body against Suguru’s, silently encouraging him to continue his advances.

Few moments later you all gathered around the dining table, Lisa intentionally sat next to Suguru, positioning herself across from you. While you prepared the dishes, Lisa leaned in close to Suguru and whispered, her voice low and sultry.

“Suguru, I want you to know that I’m y/n’s girlfriend. But tonight, I’m going to make an exception… just for you.”

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she placed her hand on Suguru’s thigh, her touch feather-light yet charged with unspoken desire. Lisa was clearly enthralled by the prospect of having the attention of two men, her usual inhibitions cast aside in favor of indulging her carnal cravings.

“So don’t hold back, Suguru.”

She purred.

“I’m all yours for the taking.”

Suguru’s eyes gleamed with lust as he responded to Lisa’s invitation.

“Wonderful. I’m sure we’ll all have a delightful evening together.”

He placed his hand over Lisa’s, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Lisa smiled coyly, her heart racing with anticipation.

She glanced at you briefly, then turned her attention back to Suguru, her fingers tracing tantalizing patterns on his thigh under the table.

As you finished preparing the meal, the tension in the air was palpable. Lisa’s bold actions had set the stage for a night filled with forbidden temptations and carnal desires. The stage was set for an evening of unbridled passion and exploration of Lisa’s deepest, most salacious fantasies.

As you all finally started eating sitting around the dining table, Lisa’s outward demeanor remained calm and composed. However, under the cover of the table, her hand slowly crept up Suguru’s thigh, her fingers tracing tantalizing patterns on his thighs. Lisa’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she maintained a polite conversation, all the while secretly indulging her growing desire for Suguru.

Suguru’s breath hitched slightly at Lisa’s bold touch, but he played along seamlessly, engaging in the casual discussion. The air was thick with tension, as the two of them carried on their illicit activities right under your nose. Lisa’s caresses grew more daring, her fingertips inching ever closer to Suguru’s groin, fueled by the thrill of getting away with their secret tryst.

Though you remained oblivious to the lewd happenings under the table, Lisa’s mind was consumed by her lust-filled fantasies. She couldn’t wait to find a way to slip away with Suguru, to explore the forbidden pleasures that awaited them. For now, she would have to be content with these furtive touches, but her hunger for more was growing by the second.

A few moments later, Suguru asked for permission to invite his friends over, you readily agreed, much to Lisa’s surprise. She maintained a composed, innocent expression on the surface, but inwardly, she was filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

Suguru texted his friends, Lisa’s heart raced with anticipation. She knew full well that his question was not directed at you, but rather a secret invitation for a forbidden tryst, a gangbang. Maintaining her innocent facade, Lisa squeezed Suguru’s thigh under the table, silently communicating her eager agreement.

“That sounds wonderful, Suguru!”

She purred, her voice low and sultry.

“I can’t wait to meet your friends.”

Her eyes gleamed with barely contained lust, betraying the wanton desires that simmered beneath her composed exterior. Lisa was thrilled at the prospect of indulging in such a salacious encounter, her body already tingling with anticipation.

As you remained oblivious to the scheming happening right under your nose, Lisa and Suguru exchanged furtive glances, their bodies practically humming with barely restrained excitement.

As you and Suguru continued your casual conversation over dinner, Lisa maintained a composed and innocent demeanor on the surface.

However, beneath the table, her true nature emerged. Her hand slid up Suguru’s thigh, her fingers tracing tantalizing patterns on his skin over his trousers. Lisa’s eyes gleamed with wanton desire, her body humming with barely restrained excitement.

“Mmm, Suguru,”

She purred inwardly.

“I can’t wait to have you and your friends ravish me. I’m going to be such a good little slut for you all.”

Her grip on his thigh tightened, her nails digging slightly as she imagined the depraved acts to come. Lisa’s mind was consumed with lewd thoughts, her inhibitions crumbling in the face of her insatiable lust. She was no longer the prim and proper idol – in this moment, she was a wanton, shameless harlot, eager to indulge her darkest desires.

As you remained oblivious to the illicit activities transpiring under the table, Lisa and Suguru exchanged heated glances, their bodies practically vibrating with anticipation.

Suguru’s hand slip up Lisa’s thigh, caressing her through the thin fabric of her robe, Lisa’s breath hitched slightly. Beneath the table, her own hand found it’s way to Suguru’s inner thigh, her fingers tracing patterns on his thighs.

“Mmmm, Suguru.”

Lisa purred inwardly, her eyes gleaming with wanton desire.

“Your touch is driving me wild. I want you to keep going, to explore every inch of me.”

Outwardly, Lisa maintained her composure, engaging in casual conversation as if nothing untoward was happening. But her body thrummed with barely restrained excitement, her core aching to be filled.

She subtly shifted in her seat, pressing her thighs together in a futile attempt to quell the growing heat between her legs.

As Suguru’s caresses grew bolder, Lisa’s own hand slid higher, her fingertips brushing against his groin. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her mind constantly consumed by the lewd possibilities that lay ahead.

As Lisa continued her secret caresses under the table, she turned to Suguru with a coy smile. Her voice was low and sultry as she asked,

“Suguru, would you and your friends care to join us for…dessert later?”

Her eyes gleamed with unspoken desire, making it clear that her invitation extended a simple after-dinner treat.

Suguru’ s gaze darkened with lust as he replied,

“Lisa, I thought you’d never ask. My friends and I would be more than happy to… indulge your dessert cravings.”

His hand squeezed her thigh suggestively, his meaning unmistakable. The two continued their furtive caresses, their bodies thrumming with anticipation for the depraved activities to come. All the while, you remained oblivious to the secret tryst unfolding right under your nose.

You and Suguru continued your casual conversation over the dinner table, Lisa maintained her composed, innocent demeanor. However, beneath the table, her nimble fingers at work. Discreetly, she had freed Suguru’s semi-erect cock from his trousers and placed her palm over it, eliciting a barely stifled hitch in his breath.

Leaning in towards Suguru a little,

“Shhhh, Suguru,”

Lisa purred seductively, her voice low and sultry.

“We wouldn’t want to draw any unwanted attention, now would we?”

Her eyes gleamed with wanton desire as she gently stroked his length, her touch feather-light yet utterly tantalizing.

Suguru struggled to maintain his composure, his body betraying the pleasure Lisa was coaxing from him. Under the guise of casual conversation, the two were engaged in a secret, forbidden tryst -a thrilling game of deception that only heightened their carnal cravings.

As your attention momentarily shifted to your phone, Lisa seized the opportunity to whisper another sultry instruction to Suguru.

“Be a good boy and keep quite for me, hmm? I have such delightful plans for you and your friends later.”

The air crackled with tension as the three of you continued your meal, unaware of the salacious activities unfolding beneath the table. Lisa’s lust-fueled machinations were in full swing, setting the stage for a night of unbridled passion and depraved indulgence.

Under the table, Lisa’s skilled fingers began to work Suguru’s semi-erect cock, eliciting a barely stifled moan in his breath. Suguru struggled to maintain his composure as he conversed with you, his words slightly stuttering.

“Oh, is everything alright, Suguru?”

Lisa asked with feigned concern, her voice dripping with sultry undertones that only he could detect.

“Perhaps I can help you…relax a bit later.”

Her eyes gleamed with wanton desire, making it clear that her offer of ‘Relaxation’ extended far beyond innocent intentions.

Suguru replied with a coy smile, his words carefully chosen to convey a hidden, lascivious meaning that only Lisa could understand.

“I appreciate your concern, Lily. I’m sure we can find a way to… unwind together later, if you’re willing.”

The tension in the air was getting more palpable as the three of you continued your meal, with Lisa’s skilled ministration driving Suguru to the brink of ecstasy beneath the table. You remained blissfully unaware of the salacious activities unfolding right under your nose, completely oblivious to the depraved plans Lisa and Suguru had in store.

As Lisa’s skilled fingers continued to work Suguru’s cock, she was surprised by the copious amount of pre-cum leaking from his tip. She couldn’t help but wonder inwardly,

“If he’s leaking this much pre-cum, just imagine how much he’ll burst all over me later.”

Teasingly, Lisa removed her hand from his throbbing member, her fingers now coated in Suguru’s slick, glistening pre-cum. Maintaining eye contact with him, she seductively brought her fingers to her lips, slowly licking and sucking every last drop.

Her tongue swirled and danced seductively, around her teeth and lips, savoring the salty, musky taste of her childhood friend’s essence.

Lisa’s sultry gaze burned with unbridled lust and desire as she relished Suguru’s pre cum. The knowledge that she was indulging in such a forbidden act, right under your unsuspecting nose, only heightened her arousal. She couldn’t wait to have Suguru and his friends ravish her in the most depraved ways imaginable. Her hunger for more was growing by the second.

As Lisa savored the taste of Suguru’s pre-cum, her own arousal spiked rapidly. She could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, the silky juices beginning to flow. Suguru, sensing her growing arousal and excitement, smoothly glided his hand up her inner thigh until his palm pressed against her damp, aching pussy.

Lisa let out a barely stifled gasp as Suguru’s touch sent jolts of pleasure through her body. Emboldened, Suguru dipped his fingers into her slick folds, gathering up her arousal. With his other hand he pick up the glass of juice and took a sip of it, then bringing his other hand’s finger to his lips, he mirrored Lisa’s earlier actions, slowly licking and sucking her tangy, feminine essence.

“Mmmm, this juice taste divine, Lisa.”

Suguru purred, his voice laced with unbridled lust. The two exchanged a heated gaze, their carnal desires plain to see – yet you remained blissfully unaware of the depraved acts unfolding beneath the table.

As the dinner continued, Lisa’s hand stealthily found its way back to Suguru’s lap under the table. Her fingers wrapped around his hardening cock, caressing it with slow, sensual strokes. She maintained a composed expression on the surface, engaging in casual conversation with you, while her skilled ministrations pleasured Suguru beneath the table.

Suguru’s breath hitched slightly as Lisa’s touch elicited waves of pleasure. Trying to keep his composure, he checked his phone and announced.

“Ah, it seems two of my friends won’t be able to make it after all. Only one will be joining us later.”

Upon hearing that only one of Suguru’s friends would be joining them, Lisa’s expression fell slightly, her hand pausing on Suguru’s hardening cock.

However, she quickly composed herself, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention from you.

As your attention momentarily diverted, Suguru seized the opportunity to lean in close to Lisa, whispering heatedly.

“Don’t be sad, my Lisa. Even if the others can’t make it, the one who’s coming is one hell of a guy. He’s going to fuck you so good, Lisa. He’s going to make you his little sex slave. And do you know what’s the most exciting thing? He used to be our childhood friend too.”

Suguru then guided Lisa’s hand, coaxing her to resume her slow, sensual strokes along his throbbing length.

“So don’t worry, Lisa. You’re going to get thoroughly used and ruined by him and his, big cock. You’re going to be a drooling, quivering mess when he’s done with you.”

Lisa’s eyes widened with a mix of trepidation and unbridled excitement at Suguru’s lewd promises.

The thought of being ravished by this mysterious yet known stranger filled her with a heady cocktail of fear and lust. As you remained oblivious to the depraved acts unfolding acts unfolding beneath the table, Lisa’s hand resumed its ministrations, her mind racing with the wanton possibilities that lay ahead.

As your attention briefly diverted, Lisa leaned in close to Suguru, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Mmm my my, Suguru, I had no idea you were hiding such an impressive cock from me. And all these deliciously lewd fantasies you’ve been keeping to yourself?”

She tsked playfully, her fingers tracing the outline of his hardness beneath the table.

Suguru’s eyes darkened with unbridled lust as he replied, his voice dripping with carnal desires.

“You have no idea, Lisa. I’ve been aching to ravish that perfect body of yours for so long. And now, with our friend joining us, we’re going to ruin you in the most delightful ways.”

He punctuated his words with a firm squeeze of her thigh, his intent unmistakable.

Lisa shivered with anticipation, her core throbbing with need. The thought of being used and abused by Suguru and his friend filled her with a heady mix of fear and wanton lust. Lisa’s hand resumed it’s slow, sensual strokes, her mind consumed by the depraved pleasure to come.

As the dinner to came to an end, Lisa gave Suguru’s cock a few final, hungry strokes before reluctantly withdrawing her hand. Suguru then turned to you with a coy smile.

“The dinner was simply amazing, wasn’t it? But you know, I’m still feeling a bit…unsatisfied.”

He cast a suggestive glance towards Lisa, his meaning clear.

Lisa returned Suguru’s look with a sultry gaze of her own.

“Well, My dear Suguru, I’m sure we can find a way to…satisfy your cravings.”

Her voice dripped with thinly veiled innuendo.

“What did you have in mind for dessert?”

The tension between the three of you was palpable, though you remained unknown of the lascivious subtext underlying their exchange. Lisa and Suguru were already mentally planning the depraved activities.

As Lisa sauntered towards the kitchen, her hips swaying alluringly in the thin, see-through robe, Suguru turned to you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Say, y/n, did you notice how Lisa’s wearing that little robe? It’s practically see-through, don’t you think?”

Suguru asked, his voice laced with feigned annoyance.

You followed Suguru’s gaze, taking in the tantalizing sight of Lisa’s figure as she disappeared into the kitchen.

“Yeah, of course I know. She must be feeling a bit… adventurous today.”

You replied, unaware of the true meaning behind Suguru’s words.

Little did you know, Suguru’s question was laced with hidden intent. He was subtly probing to gauge your reaction, all the while anticipating the depraved activities that were about to unfold – activities that you would either stay remain blissfully oblivious to or stay aware.

As Lisa vanished from view, a wicked grin spread across Suguru’s face. He couldn’t wait to join her in the kitchen. The night was still young, and the promise of depravity hung thick in the air.

Suguru giving some false excuses to you hurried to the kitchen, he found Lisa bent over the counter, her pert ass poking out in a tantalizing invitation. As he approached, she turned around to face him, her expression coy and alluring.

“Well, hello there, Suguru darling.”

Lisa purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

“I was hoping you’d join me back here.”

She slowly ran her hands down the curves of her body, her fingers tracing the sheer fabric of her robe.

Suguru’s gaze darkened with unbridled lust as he drank in the sight of her.

“Lisa, you’re an absolute vision. I’ve been aching to get my hands on you.”

He stepped closer, his fingers grazing the soft skin of her thighs.

Lisa let out a soft, sultry laugh.

“Then what are you waiting for, darling?”

She hooked a finger into the neckline of her robe, slowly peeling it open to reveal the naked body of hers.

“I’m all yours for the night.”

Suguru needed no further invitation as he responded to Lisa’s invitation with a tight, rough yank, pulling her body flush against his. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, whispering lewd words into her ear.

“I’ve been dreaming of this, Lisa. Of having you in my arms, feeling every inch of your delectable body.”

His hands roamed her curves possessively.

Lisa trembled with excitement, her nimble fingers freeing his hardened length. She caressed his cock with feather-light touches, eliciting a low groan from Suguru. Unable to resist any longer, he spun her around and crashed his lips against hers in a hungry, passionate kiss.

Their hands explored, caressing and groping as their desire built to a fever pitch. Breaking the kiss, Lisa gazed up at Suguru with lust-filled eyes.

“Mmmm, you feel so good, Suguru. I can’t wait for you to have your way with me.”

The air crackled with unbridled lust as the two lovers indulged in their carnal cravings.

As Lisa hungrily kissed Suguru, her desperate hands stroked his hardened length. After a few sensual caresses, she gently guided his cock between her slick thighs, breaking the kiss to gaze at him seductively.

“When will your friend be joining us, Suguru?”

She purred, her voice dripping with lust.

Suguru let out a low groan as he thrust his hips, sliding his cock back and forth between Lisa’s thighs. His hands gripped her ass, kneading the supple flesh as he moved.

“Soon, my dear.”

He chuckled, his voice thick with desire.

“But for now, it’s just you and me.”

He couldn’t help but marvel at the feeling of Lisa’s dripping pussy cradling his throbbing shaft, the warm juices lubricating his every moment.

Lisa trembled with unbridled arousal, her core aching to be filled.

“Then let’s not waste a moment.”

She purred, grinding her hips to heighten their shared pleasure.

Suguru suddenly swept Lisa up into his strong arms, his hands firmly gripping her supple ass as he carried her out of the kitchen. Their lips met in hungry, passionate kiss as he moved them closer to the wall separating the living room.

Gently, Suguru set Lisa back on her feet, never breaking their heated embrace. He gazed down at her with unbridled lust, his voice dripping with carnal desire.

“Lisa, you have no idea how much I want you. Every inch of your body drives me wild me with need.”

His hands roamed her curves possessively.

“I’m going to take you right here, right now, and have my way with you until you’re a quivering, spent mess.”

Lisa trembled with excitement, her core throbbing with anticipation.

“Then what are you waiting for, Suguru??”

She purred seductively.

“I’m all yours, for the night.”

The two lovers fell into each other’s arms once more, their hands exploring, caressing, as they surrendered to their primal urges.

Lisa giggled and moaned sensually as Suguru’s hands roamed her body with unbridled hunger. His tongue traced slick path across her skin, lavishing extra attention on her sensitive nipples and throbbing pussy.

Crashing their lips together once more, he poured all his carnal desires into the searing kiss.

Breaking away, Suguru gazed down at Lisa, his voice thick with lust.

“But what about your boyfriend, Lisa? Shouldn’t we be thinking of him?”

Lisa shamelessly brushed off his concerns.

“Forget about him, Suguru. All I want is you and your cock and all the dark fantasies that you have for me, I want you to own me in the most depraved manners.”

She ground her hips against his, her arousal evident.

“I need you to indulge in our darkest desires, right here, right now.”

Lisa and Suguru’s passionate embrace intensified, their hands roaming each other’s bodies with unbridled hunger. Suguru couldn’t get enough of Lisa’s perfectly shaped ass, his fingers kneading and caressing her supple flesh. Meanwhile, Lisa’s nimble hands explored Suguru’s hardened length, stroking and caressing him with sensual delight.

The two lovers lost themselves in their carnal desires, their mouths meeting in a series of heated, desperate kisses. Gasps and soft moans escaped their lips as they indulge in the pleasure of each other’s touch. Lisa arched into Suguru’s embrace, reveling in the feeling of his strong hands on her body.

The world beyond their intimate moment faded away, leaving only their insatiable need for one another. Their love and lust intertwined, driving them deeper into the throes of ecstasy.

After a noticeable amount of time, you called out for Lisa, who had been gone for a quite a while. Upon hearing your voice, Lisa broke the passionate kiss with Suguru.

“Oh, my robe! Where is it?”

She asked Suguru, flustered.

Suguru chuckled,

“You took it off yourself in the kitchen, remember?”

They both giggled slightly at the memory.

Lisa hurried back into the kitchen, emerging moments later with the robe back. Spending another minute behind the wall with Suguru, she teased him seductively.

“I know you don’t like seeing me in this robe. You want me completely nude, don’t you?”

She punctuated her words with a lingering kiss before sauntering back to you, hips swaying innocently.

“Sorry, I got a bit distracted. What were you saying, darling?”

Lisa asked you sweetly, her expression coy and composed, betraying no hint of the lust-filled activities she had just been engaged in with Suguru.

A few moments later, Suguru emerged from behind the wall, standing beside her. Unnoticed by you, he began discreetly caressing Lisa’s ass through the thin fabric of her robe. Lisa bit back a pleasured moan, her composure barely maintained as Suguru’s hands roamed her ass.

“So, Lisa, how has your evening been?”

Suguru asked casually, his tone betraying no hint of his lascivious actions. All the while, his fingers continued to knead and caress Lisa’s supple flesh, driving her wild with barely contained desire.

Lisa’s cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and the effort to appear unaffected. She leaned slightly into Suguru’s touch, reveling in the sensation even as she replied politely.

“It’s been wonderful, Suguru. I’m so glad you could join us tonight.”

The tension in the air was more palpable than ever, though you remained oblivious to the depraved activities unfolding before your eyes. Lisa and Suguru continued their illicit tryst, their bodies and mind consumed by the promise of carnal delights to come. They both later sat on the couch with you.

A few moments of flirting and teasing between all three of you later, the doorbell rang, both Lisa and Suguru immediately recognized it must be Suguru’s friend. Suguru rose from the couch, playfully slapping Lisa’s thighs.

“Time to get ready, my dear,”

He purred.

“You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?”

Lisa let out a needy moan, her body trembling with anticipation.

“More than you know, Suguru. I’m soo soo ready for him.”

With that, Suguru went to answer the door.

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to be continued......

a/n - what you guys think? who is this mysterious yet known friend?? what you think how is he? how will he treat lisa?? what fantasies he would be having?? lol there are many things I wanna ask but, I'll wait for your responses. Let's see what you guys speculate about him.