#Spicy Violet

[sarahcarapace]

a slightly spicey sketch for Violet Core

[katishyoo]

it’s crazy how this scene is currently all i can think about

[babbling-starling]

[sotanghonn]

rika/fem mob continuation(🔞)!!

[pokenimagines]

Nsfw Grusha fic please? Soft and fluffy, with oral and foreplay.

NSFW fic for Grusha, my love? You got it! I am such a simp for the man, I will happily write something soft and fluffy. Apologies though, I have a lot of requests in the inbox so I was able to get to the oral part, but didn't have time to write a full on smut. It is implied at the end, though!

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one! Content Warning: Oral M!Receiving

Rules | Discord Server (16+)

NSFW Grusha: Whip Cream Dreams

It was late and freezing cold as you curled under the covers some more. You were cuddling so close to Grusha as you tried sucking in his body warmth. Your fingers trailing underneath his shirt to help unfreeze them. The man who was subjected to your cold touch shuffled uncomfortably from it.

"You're too cold..." Grusha murmured, still half asleep. He let out a small yawn and you chuckled, trailing your hands down to his hips a bit. Grusha hissed at the cold, wiggling away from you a bit more. You took the opportunity to follow his though, not letting up with your cold touches.

"Gruuuuuusha, give me some warmth." You whispered, keeping quiet, despite you being the only two in the home. Grusha finally opened his eyes halfway, trying to give you a glare that wasn't succeeding.

"If you're so cold, turn the heater up, but don't freeze me with you." He grumbled out. You chuckled, as you shuffled closer to him, until your body was flush with his own.

"That means I have to get out of bed, and it's too cold...you do it." You pouted and Grusha looked at you.

"I was fine until you started touching me." he reminded you. Despite you trying to pout and be cute, he wasn't having it. He didn't want to admit he was cold as well, and getting out of bed seemed like a nightmare.

"Pleeeeeeease?" You tried begging, but he shook his head, "Okay...what if I warmed you up before you got up?" You offered, making Grusha raise an eyebrow.

"How do you plan on doing that?" He aske, making you chuckle. You then slipped underneath the covers, confusing your boyfriend for a moment. That's when he felt your hands trailing over his thighs, one creeping a bit closer to the front of his pants. He groaned as your hand cupped his dick through his pants.

You began working on slipping his sweatpants off his well defined hips; you adored how he went commando most nights. It was so easy for you to play with him like this. Your hand ghosting over his slowly hardening dick; within a few strokes he was already hard and heavy in your hand.

"T-this is your brilliant idea?" He asked, sucking in a deep breath as he felt your lips kissing along the head of his cock.

"Everyone knows your body temperature rises when you cum. So if I make you cum, you'll be warm enough to turn on the heater for me. It's a win-win situation." You teased, your tongue laving at his length, going from top to bottom before placing the head against your lips again.

"Except your hands are still freezing." he pointed out, but he couldn't help how his body reacted to your touches. You chuckled, watching as he lifted the covers so he could get a good look at you.

You put on a show, sticking your tongue out and licking his shaft; you made sure to look him in the eyes as you did so, a small smile forming on your lips.

"They'll warm up, I promise...you taste really good today." You noted before finally taking his dick into your mouth. Grusha let out a drawn out moan at feeling your warm mouth engulfing his cock. His hands went to threat through your hair, helping guide your mouth along his cock. Your tongue lazily swirling around the length, one hand pumping what your mouth couldn't reach.

You moaned at the salty taste in your mouth, making sure to give the slit at the top extra attention every time you bobbed your head. Grusha's breath was coming out in small pants as he looked down at you with half lidded eyes. You could feel his cock twitching in your mouth and you knew he was close.

You doubled in your efforts, sucking in your cheeks to give a bit more stimulation. Your tongue pressed along one of the veins on his cock; Grusha gasped as he came down your throat. He let out a few curses under his breath, as you tried lapping up all his cum, taking his cock out of your mouth and licking it clean. His cock twitched again in your hand, and you heard Grusha hiss.

You put one hand on his thigh while licking your lips, wiping a bit of cum that had spilled out the corner of your mouth, "Feel warm now?" You asked Grusha with a smirk. You loved how flushed his cheeks were and he growled, pulling you up until you were settled on his lap.

You then felt his lips against your own in a hungry kiss, his tongue easily slipping between your lips as he overtook the kiss in an instant. You moaned against his lips, your hands finding his shirt and bunching the fabric up.

He rolled his hips up against your own, "How about we forget the heater and I'll just warm you up myself?"

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[taymartiart]

Did I hallucinate this or has he been stealing all her hair ties ?

ETA: I confused them w Sera and Nyktos lol

[ayeitspila20]

Pinterest makes it hard to come by these, once I find I try to save them but when I click on the image it says it’s been removed.

Not my art work, but boy do I love the artist ❤️

[queeniesrose]

This is inspired by a post that was done a few years ago on a friends blog where they did for the SWSH leaders were reacting to thirsty tweets. This post includes characters from different games, so it’s not for just one group. This is a NSFW post. And no, I will not explain what anything means. This post will read like it is for a youtube video. The host of the video will be you, the reader.

Also! Arven will be included in this post. Please see this post and this poll, both on @pokenimagines (A Pokémon blog I help run when we both aren't burnt out) to get some insight on why he is included.

Master Post 

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

Thirsty Tweets: Pokemon

As soon as the video starts playing, the viewer can see the host on screen. It wasn’t long before you said in the video, “On today's episode of Celebrity Thirsty Tweets, we have Gym Leaders, Elite Four, a Champion, and a Professor! Sit back, relax and enjoy the video!” The screen fades to black with a rendition of ABC by Jackson 5 playing. Soon the first person and their corresponding tweet is on screen.

I want to give him the most astonishing, atrocious, shameless, violent, rude, disrespectful, toe curling, sheet gripping head he's ever had. @GalarChampionLeon

It takes Leon a full minute of opening and closing his mouth before he could form a response. His cheeks turned a scarlet red. "I- I. Well that's certainly something. More power to you if you can accomplish that to someone." He looks down as he runs a hand through his hair. He chuckles, before he looks up at the camera, "Some of these fans are real imaginative."

LISTEN HES ALL PURPOSE FLOUR 👅👅👅 @Elite4Larry

As soon as Larry finish reading out the tweet, he lets out a deep sigh and shakes his head. "I am flour because I am bland? I will give you that. At this point, being a stressed and depressed adult will do that to someone." He pauses for a moment to think. "If you're into all purpose flour, guess I'm the guy for you."

Ayo fine ass girlboss spotted. Come here madam. I would like her to put me on a leash. @Elite4Rika

Rika smirks as she finishes reading the tweet. "Awe does someone want to be my pet? Does someone need to go on some walkies?" She lets out a hearty laugh, shaking her head. She leans back in her chair and rest her arm on her knee. "Sounds like a many of you need a badass domme in your life."

Rika can break me, while Brassius can breed me. @Elite4Rika @Truleewoodo

"I can do more than just break you sweetheart." Rika says, winking at the camera. "Tell me when and where. Safe word is Mushu."

Brassius leans back into his chair, smirking at the camera. He takes a few moments before he says anything. "You want me to breed you darlin? Is that really what you want?" He asks, leaning forward, "Have you been good? Only good darlins get to be bred."

@ProfessorSycamore is so hot. I wanna climb him like an Arceus damn jungle gym.

Sycamore's face heats up instantly. "That doesn't sound very safe, now does it?" He asks, "Although, I don't think you care about your safety from your tweet. Which is very important! Being safe in all situations is important! Even in kinky situations." He rubs his cheeks a little bit as he attempts to hid the fact that his face is going a tomato red.

THAT DUDE ON TEAM STAR CAN GET IT TOO!

Who, @Guacamole?

IS THAT HIS NAME?

Giacomo sighs and rubs the side of his face. "You make one joke!" He exclaims, "One joke! One joke about being able to use different words for my name like what happens with Bramblepatch Scratch-n-Sniff! Then you get called Guacamole and that becomes what people call you! But yes, I can definitely get it! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise!"

I once made my dildo dent in half, you wanna see my gorilla grip @DragonRaihan?

After he finishes reading out the tweet, he looks up at the camera with a confused look on his face, "I- how the fuck did you manage to do that?" You could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to work out how that happened. He scratches his head after a few moments, "Ya know, I'm not gonna try to figure out the logistics of that."

I ain’t here to be your toaster strudel. I’m here to be your Twinkie. Pull out and I’ll kill you. @FarmerMilo

"Oh my!" Milo exclaims, going as red as a tomato. He raises his hand to point at the screen as he starts to speak again. "There will be no killing happening around here! I am a good farmer boy." His eyes go wide and he smacks a hand over his mouth at the realization of what he just said implies in context to the tweet. Your laughter could be heard from behind the camera.

@EliteFourRika could step on me multiple times, spit on me, and call me worthless and I WILL THANK HER.

Rika moves the mike closer to her mouth, leans forward, and stares straight into the camera, before she starts speaking. "So you would thank me? That's it? What else would I hear darlin? Would I hear you begging me for those things?" She asks, her voice deeper than normal. She chuckles, "Y'all are really going feral, aren't ya?"

Anyone think that @Truleewoodo needs a nude model? Think he'll model nude for a class?

Brassius starts shaking his head and tisking at the camera. " There will be no classes that I will model for. There will also never be any media of myself nude that will be made public." He leans back and scratches his head, before he continues. "BUT the only exception to that would be a private session where I would allow my significant other to artistically capture my nude self in their preferred form of media. This would be for their consumption and their consumption alone.

I just want him to cook me a meal and tell me I was a good boy. Is that too much to ask? @Arven&Mabostiff

Arven looked at the camera with a shocked look, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. "I- I. No that's not to much to ask! Quite honestly, I would love to cook for someone, other than myself, mabostiff and my other Pokémon." He said as he got a bit of a distant look.

The camera fades to black, before you appear back on screen. "And that's all for today folks! This has been today's episode of Celebrity Thirsty Tweets! See you next time!" You say before your video outro plays.

[elettraml]

𝓖𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓽𝓸𝓭𝓪𝔂, 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓮, 𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮?

I can't wait to read Iron Flame 🔥

[jessread-s]

Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for providing me with an e-ARC in exchange for an honest review

✩🏇💬Review:

#2 in the series but #1 in my heart!

“A Photo Finish” follows Violet Eaton, a jockey at Gold Rush Ranch, after an injury forces her to move in with Cole Harding, one of her grumpy coworkers. Little does she know, Cole is the same man she had a secret online relationship with a few years back…and he still can’t get her out of his head.

I love the pacing of this one, the heartwarming friendships, and Violet and Cole’s grumpy x sunshine dynamic. The spark between them is slow to ignite, but once it does the wait is definitely worth it because what happens in the horse stall is everything!

My favorite part of this book was watching Violet and Cole fall in love with each other twice—in person and online. Silver begins each chapter with flashbacks that consist of their online chats. She then transitions to Violet and Cole’s interactions in the present. Silver reveals the details surrounding their shared past little by little so as to conceal the full scope of their relationship until the very end—when both of their worlds collide. 

I love that the romance wasn’t the only focal point in the story. As a former soldier, Cole struggles with PTSD. Not only that, but his father’s death has a lasting impact on him. Throughout the book, he actively seeks out help from a therapist and I appreciated the care with which Silver depicts his mental health struggles. Further, I love how patient Violet is with him. She is always there to lend an ear and doesn’t treat him differently because of what he is going through. 

Having read the Chestnut Springs series first, I really enjoyed getting to learn more about the baby sister of all the Eaton brothers and how she found the man of her dreams! 

Cross-posted to: Instagram | Amazon | Goodreads | StoryGraph

[partyinginbed]

Imagine being able to talk telepathically with your boy

[pokenimagines]

NSFW Rika | Fic | Cam you write a scenario where the reader is teasing Rika with “Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry.” And it possibly leading to something more.

I hope you enjoy this! It’s short, but let’s your mind go wild at the end.

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

Rules | Discord Server (16+)

NSFW Rika: Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry.

“Mommy?” You cooed as you sat next to your girlfriend. Rika looked up from behind her frames with a smirk, “Sorry.” You said, Rika sighed. “Momm-“ before you could finish that sentence her lips were on your own.

You gasped at the feeling, the moment you did, her tongue went into your mouth. You groaned into the kiss, arching your chest into hers. Rika chuckled, as she grabbed your chin and held you in place.

She parted from your lips after a moment and took in your expression, “Don’t even try that, babe.” She said, already knowing what you were planning on doing.

A smirk spread over your lips, “Sorry…mommy.” You said, lowering your voice in what you hoped was in a seductive way. You watched Rika take over her glasses and close them, placing them around the neck of her shirt.

“Alright, get on the bed. I want you on your back.” Rika said and you smiled while scrambling up. You managed to jump onto the bed and lay on your back. You made grabby hands at Rika, who laughed at your eager expression.

She got on the bed, the mattress sinking under her weight. She hovered over you, on her knees, trailing a hand down your body. You watched, as she placed one gloved hand in her mouth and slowly taking it off, tossing it to somewhere else in the room.

“You really think you can get away with acting like a brat?” Rika asked, as she rose a brow.

“It’s working, isn’t it?” You shot back with a wink. She chuckled and shook her head. She grabbed your chin again and forced you to look at her.

“Not as you were expecting.” Rika said before sitting up on her knees again. She hooked her fingers into the edges of her pants, “I’m not letting you get off.” Rika said and you couldn’t help but whine.

“Then what are you going to do?” You huffed.

“Oh? I’m going to ride your face.” She said and you felt your entire face growing hot.

“Please.”

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[merryfortune]

i want to marry that girl (marry her anyway)

Written for Femslash February & the Sweetheart Bingo by @sweetspicybingo

Day 3. Marry Me

Title: i want to marry that girl (marry her anyway)

Ship: Postureshipping | Asuka/Emi

Word Count: 

Universe: GX - Canon Compliant

Rating: 1,844

Tags: Age Difference, Student/Teacher Relationship, One-Sided Relationship, Unrequited Pining 

   Asuka understood that her teachers were humans like anyone else better than most of her peers did.

   A strange statement yes but not intended as an indictment on her friends and acquaintances. Their senses of empathy were just not yet as evolved as hers and thus still revolved around egocentric adolescence. They were getting better, though, Asuka had merely arrived at the destination first. 

   Not intended as a brag. Merely a statement. An observation.

   She saw how hard her teachers worked for them, even when they spat in their faces, slept during class, or otherwise rabble roused in or outside of the classroom. It was admirable. 

  Perhaps Chancellor Samejima detected that in Asuka - that admiration - and that was what had spurred him to reach out to her and advise her. He was a teacher with a scope so enormous, Asuka could hardly begin to describe his wisdom and so, she listened intently.

   She had the whole world at her feet.

   She would graduate soon and be welcome to step out into that big, wide world. Its size was terrifying. Asuka was but a speck in it and had no idea what to do with herself. She didn’t crave victory like Ryo nor did she have the stars aligned like Judai, she didn’t need to have the world chanting her name like Manjoume or Edo and so, she found herself at a loss.

   Of course, Asuka had good grades across the board but aside from Duel Monsters, she didn’t have a specific passion for literature, mathematics, or science. However, it was that broadness which made her ideal for a teaching position. 

   Cynical as it may, those who can’t, did in fact teach.

   Just look at Ayukawa Emi.

   She was the quintessential definition of the adage. Ayukawa-sensei had mentioned here and there. She had turned down modelling positions and acting in advertisements to teach because she felt that her brains were more her calling than her beauty. Asuka didn’t disagree, Ayukawa-sensei was her favourite and she wouldn’t appreciate her for her if she only knew her as “that lady in that one yoghourt” advertisement.

   Asuka had seen the extra mile Ayukawa-sensei went for the ladies dorm of Obelisk Blue firsthand. 

  When Asuka first arrived on Duel Academy Island, she felt clueless and naive but when she saw Ayukawa-sensei with her clipboard, that confusion turned to security. Her bright smile was so welcoming, she pointed Asuka in every direction she needed and more. 

   (A couple years later, Asuka would find herself echoing those exact words to her own underclassmen, thinking of her teacher with a flutter in her heart.)

   And afterwards, whenever Asuka had a worry - no matter how small, if it was school related or in regards to her social life - she always had a trusted ally in Ayukawa-sensei. She had literally seen it all. Thanks to her own high school experiences but what she had learned in the life after high school because yes, friendly reminder, it did in fact exist.

   She hosted ice-cream socials and slumber parties. She made sure everyone did exercises best suited to their body type or their goals. She was serious and no-nonsense when it came down to the hammer but outside of that, she was a joy to be around with a fun sense of humour. 

   Asuka had a whole scrapbook of memories to reminisce through when it came to Ayukawa Emi.

   Most good but some bad, too. Like with the early part of the ordeal involving Yubel.

   The silver lining in that particular situation was that Ayukawa-sensei’s heart of gold truly got to shine because of it. Her wide range of medical knowledge had been a huge difference maker when the school had gotten stranded in the Spirit World. She had done well to hold down the fort and patch up injuries until she literally couldn’t under Yubel’s influence.

   But afterwards, even though it wasn’t her fault, she had literally been possessed, Ayukawa-sensei still apologised for her actions. She didn’t assume her heroics from before made up for the hurt she had caused as one of the mobbed, zombie-like members of the cohort in the fugue state under Yubel’s influence. She didn’t have to do that but it was important to her integrity that she did. Asuka respected that.

   She always had, of course.

   It was these moments that Asuka held onto as she decided to solidify her life’s path. She wanted to be a teacher like her beloved Ayukawa Emi. Nurse, physician, physical education instruction, dorm leader. She really, truly was everything and she did it all with that gorgeous smile, too.

   No wonder Asuka had watched her from the students’ pews in the lecture hall long enough for purely mentoral admiration to turn into a crush.

   It was hard saying goodbye… but Asuka didn’t want to. Or at least not like she was meant to. 

   For the past three years, Asuka had found herself contending with a rather inappropriate crush. She would be the first to admit it but only to herself. Because of all those things like the age gap and the power imbalance, Asuka was terrified to talk openly about it. 

   She mentioned it in passing to her brother, vying to be told to knock it off yet wanting to be validated by the same token. It was confusing and contradictory because that’s what matters of the heart tended to be like. And, annoyingly, Fubuki did consider himself to be a “love doctor”. Whatever that meant.

    So, for better or for worse, he knew more about these sorts of things than her but he encouraged it. Likely only because he only knew about the lesbian aspect of it. He probably wouldn’t be so gungho about encouraging her if he knew that the girl that Asuka had her eyes on wasn’t a girl but rather a woman.

   Either way, Fubuki did remind Asuka, she did have a box of costume jewellery in her room. Odds and ends, knicks and knacks that had been collected over the years from various female family members. Though, she wasn’t much of a jewellery person, maybe her mystery lover was.

   Looking through that box, after Fubuki left, Asuka did find something. It wasn’t satisfactory but maybe it would be good enough. It was only costume jewellery to people whose families weren’t so endowed with wealth like theirs were. 

   Something to think about and Asuka did way too much of it. She wrote scripts and speeches in her head. She mulled over the pros and cons. All of it leading to the realistic outcome that confessing might rid Asuka of these feelings.

   So now, at the culmination of these past three years with her crush, Asuka decided to act on it. 

   “Ayukawa-sensei, can I speak with you?” Asuka asked. “One last time before I graduate. I… I have something I need to get off my chest.”

   Ayukawa-sensei flashed her one of her trademark, beauty queen smiles, “Of course, Asuka, anytime.”

   “Thank you.” Asuka said.

   “Oh and Asuka?”

   “Yes.”

   “Please, call me Emi. You aren’t going to be my student for much longer.”

   She giggled impishly and reluctantly, Asuka adjusted. She had been reminded once or twice before, this was Ayukawa-sensei- no, Emi’s way of trying to instil that Asuka, and her third year peers, were going to be adults soon. And so, she wanted to elevate them.

   Regardless, Ayukawa-sensei or Emi, Asuka felt her heart tremble in her chest. They excused themselves from the rest of the dorm, Emi took her somewhere private: the dorm office. It doubled as a guidance counsellor's because duh. That was a part of Emi’s duties as Ayukawa-sensei’s, too. Not just for the Obelisk Blue Dorm but for anyone who needed it.

   “Do you want to sit down?” Emi asked, gesturing to the chair on the student’s side of the desk: a heavy, four-legged thing which made Asuka all too aware of the imbalance between them.

   “No, I’m right, it should only be quick.” Asuka said.

   “Oh, okay, then.” Emi said and she awkwardly hovered by the corner of her desk. She had clearly been expecting a sit-down conversation.

   But with the nerves Asuka felt, her own legs felt wooden. Her heart raced in her chest and as Asuka gathered her thoughts, she must have taken too long. Her silence turned into a pregnant pause.

   “Whenever you're ready, I’m listening.” Emi added softly. 

  Asuka placed her hand on it, her fingers curled in against the grain as she took a deep breath. She lifted her head and her hand in one swift motion. Her eyes gleamed with determination.

   “I want you to wait for me.” Asuka announced and in a quick motion, she took Emi’s hands. They were baby soft and smelled vaguely of cucumber-melon lotion. Asuka gave them a firm squeeze as she looked Emi directly in the eyes. “I want to marry you.”

   “P-Pardon?” Emi exclaimed.

   Her eyes… How they looked, how they wavered, the way Emi was stricken with panic ever so quickly, it broke Asuka’s heart. She loosened up her grip on Emi but did not fully let go.

   “I want to be a teacher like you. I want us to be teachers together, one day, but I want to wait for you as well. I - I have had feelings for you for so long so please. Will you give me a chance?” Asuka asked. 

   “I -  I can’t, Tenjoin-kun-” 

   The switch from her name to her family name, it wounded Asuka. It was a salient reminder. She was not special. She had merely misunderstood. Those moments one-on-one they had shared prior, they had meant the world to Asuka but here merely one of many to Ayukawa-sensei.

   “Please, Emi.” Asuka tried once more, her heart fit to her break as her eyes welled up with tears. “I even have a ring.”

   Ayukawa-sensei pulled her hands away from within Asuka’s. She could feel Ayukawa-sensei’s skin crawl within the milliseconds long sensation of the rejection.

   And the hesitation. 

   “I can’t stop you from waiting.” she said. “But I won’t wait for you.”

   “I… I see, thank you, Ayukawa-sensei.” Asuka said and she stood back.

   Emi collapsed into her chair. Seemingly thankful to be away from Asuka but she hid the majority of her face in the seat of her palm. She sighed hard. Thoughtful. Maybe even hateful. Either hateful or shameful. 

   Asuka produced that ring she had mentioned. It was silver with a bead of glass which so closely resembled a garnet it could have been mistaken as such.

   “I’ll keep it.” Asuka said, alleviating some of the tension. She fiddled with it awkwardly, trying to shove it down the correct finger with haste.

   “Become a good teacher, Tenjoin-kun.” Emi said, taking her hand off her mouth.

   “I will try my best.” Asuka confirmed and she bowed. “Thank you for hearing me out, Ayukawa-sensei.” With her hands placed in front of her, her ring gleamed against the blue of her schoolgirl skirt, up until her hair flopped forward to hide both it and her face.

[ask-zerotrio]

Dusting off the dust on this blog. In the mood to draw Clavell, taking doodle requests? No OCS/ship stuff (cept for Cyrano, Sada and Turo)

Else I'm going to work on some NSFW drawings of the two old directors haha

( ͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °)

EDIT: even better, send me a ref pic of an outfit or whatever you'd like to see him dressed up in!

[queeniesrose]

if you’re taking requests, how about kink hcs for grusha or rika? i can’t decide I love them both

For this I will be doing Rika only. I don't think that I will be able to do Grusha justice.

Master Post

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one! Content Warning: Mentions of Anal, Oral (for AFAB and AMAB), Sex toys

NSFW Rika: Kinky

Rika is a domme, there's no doubt about that. She likely would be a pleasure domme, along with being a bit of a sadist.

No matter what genitalia her partner has, she likes to use some toys to help them, and herself off.

She easily is able to get her partner weak in the knees. If they have a voice kink, she uses that to her advantage.

She won't hesitate to whisper into their ear either sweet nothings or something dirty as she fingers or jerks them off.

For her AFAB partners, and the AMAB who are into anal, she has a variety of strap-ons that she uses on them. She also has several dildos to help with prepping her partner for anal, granted that is something their partner is into.

For her AMAB partners, she likes to be on top and ride them. She likes to be able to set the pace. Along with that, it gives her more control over the situation. This allows for her to stop at any time to get them to beg her to move again.

If it is something her partner is into, she will eat out their pussy or give them a blowjob.

[galamurphy]

"Sometimes I want to kiss him and sometimes I want to ruin him, but most of the time, I want those actions to be one and the same."

"Violet Made of Thorns" by Gina Chen