#and we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

cute first date idea: you escape hell and bring me a lantern and i ask you questions about being a ghost and then you read to me as i slowly die of hypothermia and internal bleeding i sustained from getting hatecrimed 💕

[wahoo-wahey]

been here the past week

[tokenducks]

Charles “We’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means” Rowland

[thefortysecondolive]

Cannot express how much this line means to my little aro heart:

You, Edwin Payne, are my best mate. That’ll never change. You are the most important person in the world to me. And I can’t really say that, like, that I’m in love with you back, but there’s no one else, no one else, that I would go to Hell for. And we’ve got… we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means.

Just. getting to see a non-romantic relationship be explicitly prioritized? that not every close and important relationship inevitably turns romantic and that's okay? getting to see that explicit acknowledgement that loving someone isn't always the same as being in love with them? and that the latter isn't automatically more or better or stronger?

[hannaloony]

“And we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means”

[virgo-dream]

“and we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means”

[blorbodiaz]

got to the dead boy detectives love confession and i just gotta say that “you are the most important person in the world to me. and i can’t really say that like i’m IN love with you back but there’s no one else, NO ONE else that i would go to hell for. and we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means” is the most beautiful romantic response i’ve ever heard coming from the unrequited party like what the fUCK-

[disneyprincemuke]

the summer seemed to last forever

alternatively: how bad would it be if we just hard launched?

in which they didn't want summer break to end because that meant having to sneak around again

(series masterlist)

“i don’t wanna go back, i just wanna be here forever,” she hums, her cheeks pressed into her palm as she stares out at the calm waves. she lies on her stomach as she kicks her feet in the air, her sunglasses resting on her nose as her hair flew in several directions from the contrasting winds.

they find themselves on a private and discreet resort. one where there’s not many people, the younger girl really made a valiant effort to find one that’s not too famous to avoid any pictures leaking.

“you don’t mean that. you cried last night because you said you miss racing!” logan laughs, lying on his back next to her. he turns his head and holds his hand up above his eyes to shield himself.

“i lied, i don’t know,” she sighs tiredly, dropping her forehead on her forearm. she peeks through an eye and is genuinely confused. “how about you just… wear your sunglasses?”

“i wouldn’t be able to see how pretty you are,” logan frowns as a smile slowly stretches his lips. he pinches her cheek before rolling to lie flat on his stomach with her. “i don’t really wanna go back either.”

“if i had to be teammates with alex, i’d share the same sentiments.”

“no, not like that!” logan laughs. he moves closer to her, resting his head on her shoulder. “i don’t wanna have to go back and pretend like we’re not together.”

“i literally know what you mean,” she sighs. “i don’t think i can take another ‘are you with logan’ investigation from those losers.”

“hey, one of them’s my teammate!”

“he’s the biggest loser out of them all!”

“apologise!”

“sometimes i think we should just hard launch our relationship,” she rests her head on top of his, her feet swaying to hit his feet that are also in the air. “honestly, how bad could it be?”

“i fantasize about that sometimes,” logan agrees. “i just get so tired pretending like i don’t wanna hold your hand everywhere during the weekend. i also want to be able to kiss you after a race! do you have any idea how sexy you look after a race?”

she rolls away from him with a groan on her lips. “logan!”

“what?”

“it’s just the adrenaline that makes you wanna do that!” she laughs, shoving him back gently on the shoulder. “we figured that out last year when you were on the top of the podium.”

“i looked hot right? it’s not often you have to look up to see me on the podium when i’m next to you.”

“please! i let you win that race.”

“oh, how very generous of you,” logan smiles, resting a hand on the exposed skin of her waist. “is there any way i can thank you for that?”

“give me all your money,” she smiles sweetly, hanging her head to the side as she moves towards logan. “let’s hard launch our relationship. let’s tell the world — to hell with the people that will talk shit about me. i’ll get over it.”

logan raises an eyebrow. “you will not get over it. be realistic, my love.”

“i’ll get over it just to be able to kiss you in parc ferme. you’re right — i’m too sexy to not be kissed after a race.” logan frowns, making her giggle. “you’re hot too, i guess.”

“you guess,” logan trails off, shaking his head. “it’s like you don’t even love me anymore.”

“absurdity!” she shrieks in shock. “seriously, though. let’s tell everyone? i’m so tired of sneaking around and playing into their games.”

“let’s just keep it to ourselves for as long as we can,” logan mutters, pressing his lips against her shoulder. “we won’t ever get a moment of peace if we tell everyone now. i know i would hate that.”

she hums, goosebumps covering the area that his lips touch. “i guess you’re right. i just hope the summer would last forever — i’m having the best time with you here. i almost forgot we’ve got a job to return to in a couple of days.”

“we’ll have fun. we’re at least doing one of the things we would talk about,” logan smiles on her skin. “traveling together everywhere. sneaking into each other’s hotel room just makes it so much more interesting. how many times has james walked past you outside my room again?”

“i’ve lost count. i swear he knows about us but is saving us the embarrassment,” she giggles. “but i guess he’s got bigger things to bother about than figuring out his driver’s relationship status.”

“oh, he cares. he asks me about you every weekend.”

“shame he’s already married.”

“if i could throw a question mark in your race right now, i really would.”

“you’re just mad you’re not james vowles.”

“true.”

“hey!” lily squeaks, dropping herself into the mat next to the girl. “we found the brochure for water activities! and no,” she glances at logan, “they don’t have spots for fishing.”

“thank god,” she mutters in relief while logan sulks next to her. “do they have one where i can beat my boyfriend up?”

“if they did, i’d have already signed us up.”

kidy/n

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kidy/n i totally didn’t drown in the sea wdym?

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user1 no logan dump? my entire summer is ruined

user2 omg maybe she thirdwheeled oscar n lily?

user3 no way,, logan was definitely with them 💀

oscarpiastri is it me or y/n that’s the thirdwheel 😐

oscarpiastri can you PLEASE go to your boyfriend and get your own boyfriend???

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user4 i saw that osCAR JACK PLS EXPLAIN URSELF

user5 whAT DID HE SAAAAAY

alex_albon wowwwwwwww where did u guys go

kidy/n .

alex_albon good talk 🤝

lilymhe my girlfriends are soooo pretty 😚😚

lilyzneimer no u

kidy/n no u!!!!

logansargeant actually me

user6 BOOOO WHERE’S THE LOGAN DUMP

user7 weekly dose of loscar where?

user8 wow song choice

user9 sounds like someone’s down bad

kidy/n

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logansargeant stop acting like i’m ur stand in boyfriend

kidy/n ur literally the rzn i cant find a bf

logansargeant excuses for the biggest skill issue

ciara_yln going to the beach without me is crazy

lilyzneimer babysitting was tiring

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logansargeant being the rzn she doesnt have a bf 🤝 being the rzn i dont have a gf

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user10 ok? then just date each other

user11 u might just be the one to solve world hunger my bro

user12 they’re stubborn

user13 THESE ARE MY PARENTS, YOUR HONOR

kidy/n honour*

logansargeant omg we got a daughter?? kidy/n

kidy/n idw kids with u ew

alex_albon ???

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lilymhe !!!

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charles_leclerc ???

kidy/n omg shut up

mickschumacher is this what people consider just friends or did i miss the revised version of some new dictionary?

user14 U KNOW WHATS UP

user15 i’m in love with you (tell us what you know)

user16 *slams credit card on the table*

user17 please speak the truth and nothing but the truth 🙏🏼🙏🏼

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[tessxblxckthorn]

I want you to listen to me. You, Edwin Payne, are my best mate. That will never change. You are the most important person in the world to me. And I can’t really say that- that I’m in love with you back but there’s no one else- no one else that I would go to hell for. We’ve got- we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means. As long as we get out of here, okay?

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES (2024-) SEASON ONE EPISODE SEVEN

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means, btw. if you even care.

[manicpixiedreamedwins]

I made this for you payneland truthers- here’s such a heavenly way to die (or rather, what I image Charles’ mixtape for Edwin could look like).

Songs are period appropriate (would have been around when Charles was). Enjoy the 80′s alt angst.

Songs and annotations if you aren’t in a place to listen right now:

There Is a Light That Never Goes Out by The Smiths

"There's no one I'd rather be dead with."

Disorder by Joy Division 

"Why don't you fall through the floor?" 

"There are many, many so-called ghost rules."

Cemetery Gates by The Smiths

"You know, Charles, you can talk to me. About anything." 

"You can talk to me about anything too, mate."

I Awake by Soundgarden

"I... I depend on... It's who I want to be. A good guy. All I feel lately is angry ... I don't wanna be a bad guy, Edwin."

Personal Jesus by Depeche Mode

"I'm telling you, Edwin is the best person that I know, and I won't leave him in Hell."

I Wanna Be Adored by The Stone Roses

"...there's no one else, no one else, that I would go to Hell for. And we've got... And we've got literally forever to figure out what the rest means."

The Boy with the Thorn in His Side by The Smiths

"Funny old life, innit? Funny old death. Well, either way, we're both still here."

"Charles? I want to say I'm sorry if my confession created some..." 

"It didn't."

Lovesong by The Cure

"You never know. I mean, my smile is pretty convincing."

[acheel-and-cat]

hi there I’m here to yell about dead boy detectives

so. I’m just losing my mind about edwin being kind to charles as he was dying, reading him that story, telling him about his life, etc. he makes it seem like he’s an asshole but he really isn’t, at his core. he’s so scared of having to go back to hell, so he’s desperate for the ability to control his circumstances, and when he can’t, he gets stressed and frustrated. understandable. but he’s so sweet with charles and niko and even, eventually, SIMON. IN HELL.

I’m still not over “if you punish yourself, everywhere becomes hell.” canonically referring to internalized homophobia. like augh. and then he confesses his love to charles WHILE THEYRE STILL IN HELL,, because he didn’t know if he’d get another chance once they made it out,,,

I’m obsessed with this repressed edwardian twink in case it wasn’t obvious

OMG yes! Edwin is such a great character to analyze, he’s so multi-faceted! I think one of the reasons he stayed with Charles as he was dying is because he didn’t have anyone when he died and he was so scared and alone, he didn’t want Charles to go through that. Honestly Edwin has just seen the Horrors ™. He was dragged to Hell on a technicality, he saw the worst of the worst people and then just had to cope. I’d say that’s where his meanness comes from, the underlying fear of being hurt again as well as the fact he got out of Hell and just had to adjust. We really need more ghost therapists.

When he goes back to Hell, he realizes that Simon wasn’t this horrible asshole hellbent on hurting Edwin, he’s just a boy. Sure a boy so scared of his feelings he accidentally killed his crush, but still just a boy with a crush who doesn’t know how to handle his feelings. And holy crap Edwin relates to not understanding his feelings, and he really wants to show Simon that the feelings are ok. It’s alright now. They are accepted at this point in time. Yes, when they were alive it was considered bad, but now it’s ok, and he wants to show Simon so badly that it is ok to have those feelings.

Then, of course, Charles comes to save Edwin and as they leave, they have a moment to catch their breath. Edwin realized this now or never moment, and has got to tell Charles. Before they return back to normalcy, Edwin has to tell him. And god, Charles answer is so beautiful. It’s definitely not a no, it’s more of a “I hadn’t thought of it.” He tells Edwin that he is the most important being to him, but he hasn’t classified what kind of love it is. Sort of like, “Yes I love you too, but I’m not quite sure if it’s platonic, romantic, or a mix.” But he adds in the “and we’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means.” That part. He’s willing to figure it out. He is going to devote time to find out what kind of love it is. Honestly, I do not care whether or not Charles and Edwin stay friends, go with a queer platonic label, or start dating, as long as they keep their friendship I’m good.

Thanks for giving me stuff to think about, the hyperfixation is really hyperfixating. I am also obsessed with this repressed Edwardian twink.

[acexactly]

“What is time to a vampire?”

“We’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means”

Watching Interview with The Vampire right after Dead Boy Detectives and having thoughts about the 33 years of Louis and Lestat and 30 years of Charles and Edwin and like. Thirty years of flirting, ghost boys? So sweet, so pure.

Trauma show vs comfort show

[darcyfangirlsfrequently]

Trapped

Based on a prompt by @snailsandpuppy-dogtails

Summary: After an unsub traps them in an elevator to cut them off from the rest of the team, Luke and Penelope have a conversation.

Word count: 660

Can also be read here on Ao3

“No, no, no, shit!” Luke exclaimed as the elevator ground to a halt. The rest of the team had gone ahead to follow a lead on the case, but he and Penelope had stayed behind to gather some intel. Their unsub was very tech-savvy and shut down their communications to the rest of the team from inside the building, so they were racing to leave the building to be able to crack the case and prevent even more imminent deaths. Unfortunately, they had decided to take the elevator, not thinking about the fact that if he could shut down communications to and from the building, he could easily shut down the elevator, which led them to their current predicament: they were trapped in the elevator.

Penelope had her laptop with her, and had been attempting to break through the virtual walls the unsub had put up. Now she was trying to get the elevator up and running again. “I should have known I’d end up stuck in an elevator with you,” Penelope muttered as she worked.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well with the amount of times we’ve coincidentally ended up in the elevator together at the end of the day, I figured it was only a matter of time before the elevator got stuck with us inside. Just thought it would be an accident and not the devious work of a frustratingly good unsub.”

“Yeah, coincidence,” Luke whispered.

“What’s that?”

In his frustration to get going to get ahead of the unsub, Luke had forgotten they were in an elevator. A small metal box that would make it impossible for her to not have heard what he said. “Um…”

“Look, we’re stuck in here until I can crack through the unsub's walls and get the elevator going again, so you might as well explain what you just said. Provide me with some entertainment while I work."

Not seeing a way out of it, he bit the bullet. “It’s not a coincidence that we’re always in the elevator together. I’ve been doing that on purpose.”

Her head snapped up for a moment. “You’ve been what?” Then she remembered there were more pressing matters at hand and returned her attention to her laptop.

He didn’t say anything at first, not wanting to distract her from her work.

“I didn’t say stop talking, Newbie,” she told him. “I can work and listen at the same time. It’s literally ninety percent of my job.”

“I don’t know what else there is to say. I like spending time with you and getting to know you. If I have to orchestrate it a bit so it actually happens, then so be it.”

“But why?” Before he got the chance to answer, she exclaimed, “I got it!” 

Unfortunately, right at that moment, he said, “Because I like you,” but was drowned out by her exclamation and the sounds of the elevator starting again.

She looked up at him from her laptop. “What was that you said?”

He decided to go for it. She was going to hound him forever if he didn’t. “Because I like you.”

She seemed confused. “Okay? You mentioned that, but like—”

“No, you don’t understand,” he interrupted. “I like you. Romantically.”

Her eyes went wide. “Oh. You… oh.”

“Yeah. Sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?”

“Because you obviously don’t feel the same,” he stated as if it was the most obvious thing ever. “And because I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

She blushed lightly. “Oh. Well, you’re not making me uncomfortable. And, um, you’re wrong.”

“About what?”

“About me not liking you the same way.”

It was his turn to go wide-eyed. “Oh?”

“Yeah. I like you too, Luke. Romantically.”

“This seems like a really bad time and place to ask to kiss you.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Then can I kiss you?” 

“I’d almost be upset if you didn’t.”

It made sense that their first kiss would be in an elevator.

[antsscareme]

there’s a void in me and idk how to fill it. each time i think i’ve figured it out, it just gets bigger and bigger. i think it’s been growing since i got into high school. at first, just being sad was enough for me. but it started to not feel like enough, so i tried letting myself be even sadder but it didn’t work and honestly made it worse. so i tried isolating myself from the world and it was good enough for the moment. i was online all the time. i played this online game, i made online friend and basically ignored the rest of the world. why? because it was fucking shit. my friends didn’t like me my parents (no offence mum) were borderline neglecting me and my brother. i mean i know it’s not totally their fault, they were doing uni. but they had just divorced, grandad had died and we were just left alone. i was alone. all i had was my online friends and my online life. so i consumed myself with it. it WAS my life. honestly i don’t really think it filled the void but it definitely distracted me from it. which at the time i thought was great. but now i know that ignoring an issue isn’t going to make it go away. it’ll just make it stronger, bigger. eventually my friendship situation got a lot worse. so did things with my dad, that’s a whole other story though, and i couldn’t take it anymore. so i left. i ran. i moved with my mum for a year and was homeschooled. i started to realise there that i had adhd so that was a struggle. the void also started to feel a lot stronger then. i needed a way to fill it so i did so by gaming. i couldn’t play many games but i had a laptop by now and i could play some games. it was enough. then we moved back. it was hard because it felt like all the bad feelings i had there were looming around the area. and we literally lived in the same house my dad was in before. so that didn’t help. i got more into gaming. and part of filling the void was watching series and movies. all. the. time. then something happened. the void was getting smaller. i was starting to feel good. i was working and on medication. it was really great. i think it was the first time in a very long time i felt hopeful. but nothing lasts forever. it went away. no it was more like i lost it. my grasp on it i let go. the void was back and it was worse than ever. i really felt it. before i didn’t know what i was doing. i didn’t realise that pit in my stomach that i felt and filled was a void. i thought it was just apart of my weirdness (again another story). but i knew now. it was like something that’s so obvious but you don’t realise it, and then you feel dumb after for not seeing it. i still played games to fill it but i also started filling it with relationships. not the people specifically but with doing it in general. i sent nudes, flirted with a bunch of boys. and for ones that stuck around long enough i’d start planning lives in my head with them. this was simply just feeding the void i thought it was filling it but. not really. then i tried weed for the first time and it fucked me up. in the moment i was like fuck what the hell am i dying i passed out and shit and i thought yeah never doing that again. but then afterwards i felt so fucking good. it was exactly the rush and reward i needed to fill the void. so i kept doing it. and i also kept doing shit with people online. i didn’t smoke a lot. maybe once a month but that was enough then. but then i wanted to do it more and more. and then i met the love of my life. didn’t realise it yet and i actually hated him at first. i also was in a relationship with this guy i thought i was in love with. i definitely loved him but. idk he was kinda fucked anyways. when we broke up bora was really there for me. then one night he said something. i won’t say what but it was hot. later he told me he’s liked me for a while but didn’t do anything about it because i had a partner. we’ve been talking ever since and i’m so in love with him. i didn’t mean for him to but he partly fills the void. which feels fucking dangerous but fuck it. i’ve also been smoking a lot more weed.(1)

[des1gnersadness]

Cut Fuck Me Up - Bubba Sawyer/Leatherface x male!reader smut

gif is not mine!

summary; You may have been kidnapped by the Sawyers a year ago but you’ve gotten close to Bubba since then — so the two of you have mutual feelings for each other — what happens when you two are alone, and when you’re just really horny for Bubba.

disclaimers; sorta dom!reader, reader isn’t necessarily referred to with he/him pronouns but they do have male privates y’know so yeah, normal tcm stuff, cannibalism mentioned in the beginning, blood, gore, smut, Bubba gives you head, that’s about it lol

Maybe it was from how long you hadn’t been touched.

Or maybe the younger Sawyer was just too charming too resist.

But there was something about how Bubba just — worked — that made you unbearably feral for him, seriously, it got to the point of wanting to lick him head to toe from how hot — both literally and figuratively — he was. The way he used his strong arms in such a way made you long for him to grab you and just…fuck the life out of you.

No point in using more fancy words.

The point was that you wanted to take him — well — you wanted him to take you but if you had to take the reigns then so be it.

Maybe you finally had gotten around to the whole cannibal thing because right now as you stared at Bubba working — he just seemed delicious, you wanted to just cut him up and keep him in little boxes with you forever. From how long you were staring, Bubba soon looked up at you, stopping what he was doing before babbling something softly.

You didn’t blush necessarily, more so gulped back the rest of the saliva that was going to leak out of your mouth if you stared at the man in front of you any longer. Bubba babbled something again — this time tilting his head slightly which made you smile — “I’m fine Bubba, just got distracted is all.” He nodded at your words before going back to his work.

“Fuck..” You muttered as you watched how he gripped the skin of a corpse — it made you hard — oh god, you felt as if you were gonna cum if you stared any longer.

Did Bubba like guys? Now that was the big question on your mind — sure, he liked you, but would he like sucking your dick? Would he want you to suck his? Would he let you pound him until he whined those pig noises he always let out whenever he was excited?

You dropped the severed hand you were storing away and felt your pants tighten from how hard you were. Looking down you realized some precum had leaked through your jeans and you couldn’t help but groan slightly. You heard Bubba babble at you before he walked over to you.

“I’m okay Bubs — just…fuck.” You mumbled as you straightened yourself to look at him — he was inches away from your face and you couldn’t help but bite your lip.

He tilted his head again before his eyes scanned you — that’s when he saw the outline of your cock. He let out a squeak at the sight — and you felt yourself wanting to cum.

You hadn’t touched yourself in a while — but now — maybe since you had gotten used to the Sawyer lifestyle — you felt just so horny, even with all the blood and guts around you.

Bubba here was just a plus.

“Oh..uhm…shit — Bubba I just..” How were you gonna explain that he was the reason you were acting like this? “You see — heh…um.. you like me don’t you?” You weren’t gonna make him suck you off without asking if he was okay with it first — and how you hoped to the gods that he would say yes.

Bubba happily nodded as his answer so you continued, “Well, uhm — since we’ve both liked each other for a while I was wondering,” you paused, gulping before getting out what you were meaning to actually ask, “have you ever, done anything sexual? Like, have you ever…touched yourself?” Bubba tilted his head once more before he brought his hands to together.

Wringing his hands from nervousness — he babbled something that you seemed to understand.

Yes, he had touched himself before.

But, Drayton always said he should never do it.

It was a sin to do so.

You’re jaw tensed from the mention of the older Sawyers name and you wished that you could’ve just..tied Drayton up and make him watch anything that you would make Bubba do to get you both off.

You groaned subconsciously making Bubba place a worried hand on your shoulder — shit, you were gonna cum.

Could you take anymore time waiting? No, the answer was a dead no.

“F-fuck Bubba — I want you…” You were gonna say something else but the sight of Bubbas cock hardening in his own trousers made you drool — literally — Bubbas thumb wiped away the dripping saliva from your chin before just looking at you.

It seemed that he understood perfectly what you meant.

“I want you to wrap that pretty little mouth of yours around my cock, please..” You felt yourself begging in your heart but your mind, your brain made you see red.

You needed him, and you needed him now.

You pulled him roughly to you — luckily he didn’t seem to be phased and instead began to try to get you to touch him.

He was needy — but not as needy as you were.

Unbuttoning your pants as fast as you could — you felt so much better having the pressure of the fabric be no more.

Your erection looked almost painful — and the amount of precum that was coming out seemed to make Bubba blush.

But you had no time to admire him now.

You needed to feel him licking and sucking you.

But first, you brought your hand up to his mouth and slowly parted his lips — they were slightly chapped yet soft on your fingertips, but you didn’t care for his lips on your fingers, this was just part of the foreplay.

Pushing past his lips, your fingers — middle and ring — were now knuckle deep in his mouth. He whined and began to swirl his tongue around them.

Your breathing got heavy.

You couldn’t handle it anymore.

You forced him to his knees after you took your fingers out of his mouth — he still wasn’t phased — but once he realized he was at eye level with your erection, he gulped.

“Go on…” You urged — your eyes heavy from arousal.

You blinked only once and suddenly, Bubba was licking and sucking at every inch of your cock.

“Fuck!” You exclaimed — not caring if anyone heard — you grabbed a fistful of his hair, not really knowing if it was his hair or the hair from his mask.

You guided him, telling him how good he was doing. This seemed to be getting him off too.

Squealing, Bubba stopped — looking down at his crotch he saw that he had came in his pants. He looked up at you and you merely looked back as you told him, “I’m not finished yet.”

You pulled his mouth back onto your cock and guided him more roughly — the head of your dick reaching the back of his throat which made him gag at some points and the sound made you even more so close to coming.

You thrusted your hips into his face — at points, his nose had touched your pubes, those were the parts that you loved. Seeing him tearfully sucking you off.

It was until he whined again that you finally came.

He pulled off of your cock with a mouthful of your cum — which he swallowed without you needing to tell him.

The two of you were sweaty and you couldn’t help but laugh, “Thanks Bubba..” You patted his head, “I’ll make sure to uh — help you out — next time.”