#Yummy yummy

[friedri-ce]

the divinity of machinery

[yourdependente]

Croissants & cappuccino

[procuder]

11.11

Another work for #역영설_전력60분 on Twitter~ Happy pocky day.

[mothiepixie]

May I offer Moff sweets? Like a tiny cinnamon bun because they're so cute?? *-offers tiny bun-*

[kenm4vhs]

the unholy things i would gladly let this man do to me 😩

[ruthimages]

[heartkaji]

kaji sticks his lollipops in your mouth to shut you up btw

[vistattoos]

vi’s back! vi’s back! vi’s back! vi’s back! vi’s back! vi’s back! vi’s back! vi’s back!

[oddvanilla]

Sir can you PLEASE stand up

[dawnofiight]

Asher bleached eyebrows or no eyebrows ? I will take both actually

[yikekitchen]

Fried Mozzarella Donut

[yourdependente]

[ffverr]

[kdjojo]

Hm? A fruit??

[fortheb0ys]

I have no gag reflex and I want Makarov to put that to the test.

I want to see him desperate. He'd fuck your throat fast and erratic, finding no rythm with little care for how you felt. He'd just chase the hopes of you choking on his cock.

I want him to get frustrated that you're not gagging as he fucks your throat. No tears in your eyes as he stares deep into them, pupils blown out largely.

Makarov wants to see a reaction from you. Your face to twist in discomfort. Eyes to beg for him to hurry to release. He gets none of that.

Only arrogance on your face, as Makarov's desperation increasing with each thrust. His brows frowned in anger. Sweat glistening on them. His teeth biting through his bottom lip, blood dripping down his chin. The taste of blood on his tongue pushing him hard. The need of violence and greedy lust making him dizzy.

Your knuckles white from gripping his pant legs tightly, trying to steady yourself. His hands on either side of your head, pulling you to meet each rough thrust. The cold leather of his gloves cool against your face. His fingers tangled in your hair, pulling out strands with his tight grip. Scratching deep into your scalp. Blood dripping down the back of your neck and matting into your hair.

It's clear he's close as his thrusts become sloppy and the taste of precum fills your mouth. You make eye contact with Makarov, anger behind them.

"I want to see you fucking break." Makarov growls as cums down your throat, his cock pulsing against your tongue.

If you didn't have your mouth full of his salty seed, you would have snapped back with a snarky comment but all you gave him with a cheeky wink.

Makarov pulls his spent cock from your mouth, hands shaking as he tucks himself into his dress pants. You stand, both knees popping, sore from the time spent on them.

"Fucking try me." You challenge as you pull Makarov in a rough kiss.

[whimsiwitchy]

idk if i wanna call him daddy or make him a daddy 😔