#chicago food porn

[fatty-food]

Chicago pizza (via Instagram)

[lustingfood]

Chicago Deep Dish (x)

[ultradude13]

Which style of pizza is your favorite?

[ktsipp]

All of the things we ate in Chicago were great, but the tasting menu at Topolobampo? For the ages.

[eatallthecalories]

[thatssocheezy]

Some More Sus Chicago Pizza

Steven sent me this shot of some pies he got when he was in Chicago....I think they way they are sliced with tell you more than you need to know....

[the-lost-get-loud]

[icleanedthisplate]

Apolonia ‘Classics’ Tasting Menu (Yellowtail Crudo, Roasted Mussel Toast, Fiorentini al Sugo, Mediterranean Branzino, The Pistachio). Apolonia. Chicago, Illinois. 10.1.2023.

NOTE TO SELF: The crudo and the pistachio ice cream are worth coming back for, but none of the other dishes did much for me. That black pepper gastrique gave the tune a dynamic flavor and the slice of grape made it refreshing. I could have eaten it for hours. The chili butter on the toast had a nice flavor, but the toast had the texture of stale bread. The pasta was decent, but I have a low ceiling for pasta right now. The fish itself was good, but marinated olives, dill, and fennel is not a flavor profile I'm into. The ice cream and the little vanilla cake it rode in on are a contender for best dessert of the year.

Currently the only October meal I've had.

[lifeofloon]

Always love some Rance's Chicago Pizza! And to get the LB food scene week deal, makes it even better.

Stuffed crust deep dish is the way to go here, and being a deep dish fan, it's consistently the best I've had in the region. The house salad was refreshing and the newly returned bacon artichoke dip is a sinful pleasure. What a great way to spend a leisurely lunch.

[answer2jeff]

' treat me tonight '

a/n: this is (debatably) some of the best smut i've ever written but i'm still new to the field ! give ya girl some suggestions if desired.

song : i know we could be so happy baby.

warnings : fluffy smut, fem!reader, oral (fem receiving), piv sex (unprotected), both reader and carmen have a bit of a praise kink, brief hairpulling, the "L-word," established relationship, gets a little rough towards the end, back scratching, porn with no real plot. not proofread

word count: 2.6k+

MDNI : i am not responsible for your media consumption.

NSFW under the cut — last warning!

"Try it," Carmen cupped your jaw as he lifted the wooden spoonful of creamy, tomato soup to your mouth, thumbing your bottom lip gently so you could carefully swallow every last bit. He enjoyed feeding you, if he was being totally honest. Even if this had been upon your request. Making his girl happy with what he did best was nothing short of a blessing to him.

"Mmm," you hummed in amusement, swallowing before smiling contently and nodding your head. "'S great, Carmy. Fuckin' delicious."

Long days at work dealing with insensitive clientele and immature coworkers seemed to be so easily remedied by Carmen's cooking. You weren't sure if it was because it was him catering to you and loving you the one way he always knew how, or if the food was just that fucking amazing. Maybe a little bit if both.

"Yeah? Alright," he chuckled a bit, grabbing the ladle beside the pot and scooping the simple, yet beautifully crafted tomato soup into a ceramic bowl. He seemed to know exactly how you liked it, despite him asking you if you enjoyed it every. single. time.

You accepted the bowl with a sickly sweet smile on your face, giving Carmen a kiss on his clean shaven cheek to thank him for his gesture before hoisting yourself up onto the kitchen counter. Carmen just stood with his arms crossed against his chest as he leaned against the dining table, candidly watching you enjoy the warm bowl of soup

"So," you slurped some of the soup as you paused, "I'm thinkin' of giving Syd that top we found the other day."

Thrifting had become of recent liking to you anD Carmen. Just shopping and mooching around Chicago in search of vintage pieces. Mostly to actually wear, but partly to collect or regift to fellow friends. Last time you two had a day off, you found a beautiful vintage button down. A white base with downward blue stripes with a finely stitched breast pocket containing a 'V' pattern. The cuffs were cinched perfectly. It was a little baggy, too, which you knew Sydney would love.

"Ooh, yeah. I, uh, I really liked that. I think she'd really love it," Carmen nodded, "You gonna get 'er somethin' else with it? Like, to pair with it? Or just the shirt?"

"I was gonna ask you to help me with that, actually," you pointed a finger to Carmen, turning away for just a moment to gently place the empty bowl and spoon into the kitchen sink.

Carmen always thought you had a good eye for other people's tastes. Not just in fashion. The world seemed unpredictable to Carmy. But you made it look so easy, so loving to just know what people wanted. He always wished he had that kind of understanding for people. But for now, he'd admire such a trait you had.

"Hm?"

"I remember she mentioned something about having all these cool tops n' jackets and such, but, like—hardly any nice pants other than those fuckin' jeans she loves."

"Mhm," he stepped closer to you and planted his hands on your shoulders. But you soon reached for them and planted them on your hips, earning a little upward curl of his lip.

"I know you loved those nice jeans like they were your babies 'till you had to sell them," you frowned, entangling your fingers in his messy, blonde curls while your other hand rested on the back of his neck.

"Fuck, I know. Really wish I didn't have to," he tried to let out a breathy laugh to compensate for the genuine disappointment.

Fuck, did he love those pants. Pants were the one piece of fashion Carmen didn't have to second guess himself on. From jeans to slacks, he knew how to pair every possible fabric. And he never knew how to flatter the upper half of his body, so he always wore those dammed white t-shirts.

Not that you were complaining.

Especially right now, the t-shirt highlighting his broad shoulders and exposing his thick arms plastered with sentimental tattoos you always loved. You began to run your hands up and down the exposed skin. He glanced down at your patterned touch, flattered.

"Yeah, yeah. Well, anyway, I need you to help me look for a nice pair of jeans for Sydney. Can y'do that for me, hun?"

Carmen nodded rapidly, his eyes drifting from your lips and back into your eyes. His thumbs rubbed intricate little circles of adoration into your thighs.

"Yeah, baby," he smiled. "This weekend, maybe? I can take a couple hours," tilting his head, he held your chin to pull your face just inches away from his own. Something about your tendencies to make the ones you loved happy with little surprises just warmed him.

"Mhm. That works," you sighed, planting a soft kiss on his lips before wrapping your arms around his neck.

Carmens immediate suggestion just struck something in you. Months ago, he would've thrown excuse after excuse (although valid) as to when he couldn't be available, but never when he could. You felt proud of him.

"You're so good to me, Carmen."

"Yeah?"

He was learning. He was loving.

"Mhm," you barred your bottom lip behind your teeth, giving Carmen's arms a squeeze. He exhaled sharply and wondered where this could've been going.

You drove him a little crazier than he ever liked to admit. A delicate hand reached away from your hip and up to your face. He thumbed your bottom lip, the reflection of the kitchen light shining against your mouth that was glossy with a mix of both of your salivas. Carmen gazed at you in awe, a little embarrassed when he realized how long he'd been staring.

"I—" he shrugged, struggling to find the words, "I'd do it all for you, baby."

Whispering back as he began to cave in, he leaned into your neck and placing an opened mouth kiss on the skin. The smell of your perfume and the natural scent of your body was so familiar to him. It distracted him enough to let his hands roam up and down your torso before repeating that same motion on your thighs.

"Want you t.." you swallowed, your eyes shutting harshly when when he sucked a bruising hickey onto your skin.

"Want me to what, sweet girl?" Carmen mumbled, the butterflies in your stomach raging when his teeth grazed against the spot. You gently anchored your hand into his hair and pulled him away from your neck so you could see him again.

"Want you to treat me tonight," you whispered as your hands travled up to his shoulders.

He wished you could be more specific. But with your pretty eyes, your kiss-swollen lips, your thighs spread against the cold marble counter as they spilled out of your cotton shorts, how could he tease you any longer?

"That I can do."

—

Carmens body seemed to loosen up and relax as his rough hand slid down lower on your back to grab at the waistband of your shorts. You practically melted to his touch. He kissed you again, smiling against your lips as you giggled into the kiss once he slid your shorts down to your ankles. You nodded when he pulled away, ensuring him that he was on the right track.

"Need you t'spread, baby," his hand pried between your soft thighs.

"O—okay," You bit the inside of your cheek as you slowly spread your legs apart. The wet spot of arousal in the middle of your panties was completely in view now. Feeling Carmen's eyes drifting downward, you accidentally drew your knees closer together again.

"Hey," Carmen whispered while he looked into your eyes for an answer, despite your gaze being glued to the floor.

"You okay? We don't have to do thi—"

"No, no," you shook your head, "I want to. Just..not used to it. That's all."

It was true. You'd only tried oral about twice. And it went great, you couldn't deny. But you still struggled to literally open yourself up to him. You just needed a little encouragement.

"You don't have to hide, baby. You look—you are beautiful," he kissed your forehead, "so, so beautiful. Okay?"

Finally feeling some reassurance, you tried again. You spread your legs once again and let Carmen peel your soaked panties down your legs to where your shorts had been. He gave you one last look to see if you were ready, to which you happily nodded.

In the sweetest gesture, Carmen removed his own t-shirt so you wouldn't be alone. He unbuttoned his jeans and tossed them somewhere near the dining table, being left in just his boxers that outlined his slowly hardening cock.

"Thank you," you chuckled.

"Of course."

Carmen began trailing kisses from your neck down to your shoulder blade. His hands gently lifted your tank top over your head before cupping one of your breasts, his fingertips playing with your hard nipple as he kissed you one last time. He sank down to his knees, hooking your calves over his shoulders. You scooted a little closer to the edge of the counter to give him the best access to your throbbing cunt.

"Yep. Right here, baby."

He had you exactly where he wanted you.

You finally looked down at him after avoiding direct eye contact for the past few minutes. His blue eyes fully encapsulated you. He looked gorgeous between your thighs. Especially when he sucked little hickeys that wouldn't actually last against your inner thighs that made you squirm.

"You look pretty like this, bear," your hand reached to brush a loose curl out of his face. The flush that colored his pale cheeks was cute.

"You think so?" Carmen grinned. He relished in the feeling of having such gentle yet everlasting control. In his own kitchen, his beautiful girl in his hands, her thighs around his head, fully willing and wanting to let him take every part of her he could ever imagine.

You were nothing short of perfect to him.

Not wanting to waste any more time, and without preamble, he licked a bold stripe from your entrance to your swollen clit. Your breath hitched in your throat when his grip on your thighs tightened. He started to create a sense of rhythm, roughly sucking on the sensitive mound of nerve endings before soothing it with kitten licks and flat-tongued strides.

Your hand tugged at a handful of his curls. He groaned at the sensation, swirling his tongue around you to feel every fucking inch of your pussy.

"Fuck, Carmy..."

"You got the prettiest pussy, baby. So good and wet for me," he mumbled against you, his eyes still remaining closed. He needed to focus, or else he might fall apart at the sight of pure, filthy pleasure on your pretty face.

"Shut up—" you protested.

Your thighs began to shake as your head reeled back. Carmen hesitated for a moment, wiggling his fingers around anxiously before pulling his mouth away from your vulva and ever so carefully slipping in 2 large fingers.

A long, drawn out moan escaped your mouth the moment he curled his fingers upward into your g-spot. The idea of staying quiet was out of the fucking question. Oh, and now that Carmen's tongue was back on you? Forget it.

"Oh my fucking g—fuck!" you smacked your hand over your mouth, your other hand still entangled in your lovers hair. Pulling and tugging and earning the sexiest groans you'd ever heard in your life.

The sound of your voice slowly raising in pitch was enough for Carmen to change his pace. He inched himself even closer, and at an otherworldly speed flicked his tongue repeatedly against your clit. Over. And over. And over again. But his fingers slowed down to avoid overstimulating you. He needed this to last. Blissfully.

The knot in your stomach that indicated your teeter against your orgasm taunted you.

"Carm, I'm—" you took a short breath moaning incohereant babbles along the lines of 'so fuckin' good, just like that, baby' until you blurted, "I'm probably not gonna last any longer..'S too much."

You'd grown so desperate to cum that your hips ground back and forth, the tip of Carmens tongue perfectly brushing against your sensitive clit while he used the hand that was once fucking you to squeeze the fat of your breast. With his other hand, he reached down to palm his throbbing cock through the thin fabric of his boxers. He pulled his erection out from the cloth and stroked himself slowly, the final moan of "fuck," shortly followed by your name before he harshly sucked on your clit once more, was enough to throw you over the edge.

"Oh, fuck, Carmy!"

After the last couple minutes of him practically making out with your pussy, your body finally allowed itself to release, your legs shaking vigourisly as you tried desparately to catch your breath. You could literally feel a pulse-like sensation on your clit from the orgasm.

It was dirty, filthy; cumming on Carmen's pretty face right on top of his kitchen counter.

But fuck, was it hot.

—

"You think you got another one left in there for me, baby?" Carmen cooed, wrapping your legs around his hips and drawing you in so close that your breasts were pressed against his bare chest. He peppered kisses along your jaw until he resided on your lips, his tongue slipping in to create a sloppy, passionate mess of a kiss.

His clothed hard-on pressed against your clit, which was nearly fully recovered, lacking the overwhelming sensitivity it had just a couple minutes ago.

"Maybe you should find out," you teased against his ear, nipping at the skin of his neck right underneath. You gently pressed your hand against his chest, backing him up just the slightest bit so you could slip his pre-cum soaked boxers with ease.

Without another thought, Carmen carefully lined himself up with your pussy. The head of his dick passed between your folds to build anticipation. Your hands gripped his shoulders, slippery with sweat, once he finally began to push his raw cock into your hole, your arousal serving as a perfect lubricant.

"Fuck," he rasped as he watched his cock disappear into your pussy in awe "so fuckin' tight for me. So pretty n' perfect."

The two of you hardly waited to allow every thrust and slap of skin against skin get messy and rough. With Carmen desperately needing to cum and you anxiously needing to feel him inside of you, there wasn't much consideration for a slow fuck.

"Fuck me, Carmen."

With that, Carmen dug his hands into your hips and pulled several inches out of you before slamming back in. You somehow moaned louder every time. His face contorted to pure, ravenous pleasure and lust as moan and groan after groan writhed from his throat. Your nails clawed at his back, earning a "shit," and his teeth sinking into your shoulder as you ground back and forth against him to achieve the perfect thrusting angle.

"I love you," he whimpered, fucking whimpered his adoration for you. He was completely pussy drunk, his thrusts turning fast and short unlike they were when they started out.

Those words made your heart pound in your head. Sure, you'd exchanged 'I love you's' during the last year or so of your relationship, but you couldn't recall a time it was said during rough-kitchen-counter-sex.

"I love you so fuckin' much, Carm," you sobbed in a fit of utter horniness and overwhelming sense of pleasure, feeling Carmen's thick cock and squeezing your warm, gummy walls around him.

"I'm gonna cum, angel, I—"

"I know, baby. Go ahead. W-want you to fill me up."

Almost as if the universe had been working specifically in your favor, you managed to reach your orgasm just seconds before he did. Every drop of your arousal went down his thigh, while his cum perfectly filled up your cunt. He pulled out slowly watching the white and sticky semen drip down your hole.

"Was that your idea of me 'treating you' tonight?"

[thecapricunt1616]

Patchouli - (C.B. oneshot)

𝓢𝓷𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 (𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓑𝓣𝓒): Carmen would stumble in - long after you’d fallen asleep, albeit cursing himself for not being home earlier before you’d fallen asleep to your true crime shows, so you’d kneel at his feet as you usually did, and untie his sneakers for him, before gently coaxing him out of the shoes like the earth-ridden angel you were since his back was fucking aching after his near 16 hour day. He would silently slink into the bathroom, take a quick shower - just enough to scrub off the dirt, sweat, and kitchen smell from the day. Before he’d carefully pad to bed and do whatever he could to assure you felt oh so good to start off your solo-weekend together.

♡ Summary: carm is a munch. What else do you need to know?

♡ W/C: 1300

♡ Posted Date: 4/20/24 (blaze it)

♡ A/N: pure porn lol (prequel to Peonies)

♡ Warnings for BTC: smut. Pussy eating ass smut. this is fully unedited because I’m a lazy sack of shit we die like men.

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦�� 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡

➵ 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 / 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 ♡

Carmy was nothing short of addicted to the taste of your pussy.

Like - he nearly found it embarrassing for Christ’s sake. He would get hard thinking about it, Jesus, his fucking mouth watered.

He’d tried the best food in the whole world- the most talented chefs would nearly beg for him to taste their art - but nothing was more decadent than your homemade liquor on his tongue.

He worked extra late on Friday evenings, since it was the busiest night at the restaurant. Date nights, birthday celebrations, any celebration- really that was big enough to warrant going to one of the only Michelin star restaurants in Chicago usually happened Fridays.

Carmen would stumble in - long after you’d fallen asleep, albeit cursing himself for not being home earlier before you’d fallen asleep to your true crime shows, so you’d kneel at his feet as you usually did, and untie his sneakers for him, before gently coaxing him out of the shoes like the earth-ridden angel you were since his back was fucking aching after his near 16 hour day.

He would silently slink into the bathroom, take a quick shower - just enough to scrub off the dirt, sweat, and kitchen smell from the day. Before he’d carefully pad to bed and do whatever he could to assure you felt oh so good to start off your solo-weekend together.

Carmy would come into the bedroom, damp, dripping curls from his shower, and ever so gently crawl between your sleeping supple, thick thighs. He felt welcome. As if you were asking him- no. Begging him- to devour your sweet silky luscious heat as soon as he’d got through the door.

This was coming home, at least to him- his true home was between your thighs, sucking and lapping at your folds until the both of you were sore. When you’d whine about it in the morning, he’d kindly make up for it and place the gentlest, most filthy kisses to your mound and nether lips, whispering sweet sorrys to your cunt and ‘promising to be gentler with her next time’ - he never was.

He hummed gently, dragging his heavy, knife calloused fingers over your clit. Your hips inadvertently jerked into his hand, it was only natural.

There would be times he would just simply lay there after an orgasm of yours, in a filthy, horny trance, thrusting his expert fingers oh so carefully into your seeping (embarrassingly wet) and over sensitive hole - slow and light due to the muscle being so so overused, almost achingly so - before taking them out and spreading the digits to see how sticky and messy you were.

“mmm someone was playin’ with herself before I got home?” He said, just barely a whisper.

He pressed his lips to yours, before gently taking the right one into his mouth and sucking the overly sensitive flesh between his lips. His tattooed hands gently rub over your thighs, squeezing the skin, hard enough to leave bruises, and his eyes fluttering shut, every stress of the day melting away. It was as if the man had an oral fucking fixation with your clit, with your folds. The way he’d suck and flick and kiss them - it was like he was playing a goddamn game.

He eagerly spread your lips with his ring and middle finger admiring how wet you were. “Absolutely - how dirty mmm? My filthy little girl” he he whispered, tonguing the wetness over your weeping hole and holding back a moan at your sweet, musky flavor.

Carmy relished in the way your core clenched around nothing, and the sweetest most gentle whimper fell from your lips. “Shhhh” he cooed, placing a kiss to your clit that made your thigh twitch

“I’m takin care’f ya’ - don’worry” he said softly, licking a hot wet stripe from the curve of your ass to the very top of your slit, flicking his tongue over your clit in the way that made you shiver.

Even in your sleep, you widened your legs for him to give better access to the delicious sensation that was lapping up the moisture that was starting to drip and tickle. It wasn’t long until you were roused, a small sleepy smirk coming to your lips.

“Mmmm thanks Bear” you muttered, lazily finding his curls and gently pushing them off his forehead. He reached his hand up to your stomach, palm up to you, lightly wiggling his fingers on your flesh. Allthough you refused to open your eyes, you felt the action and knew what he wanted.

You found his hand easily, lacing your fingers together and pulling his hand to your lips, kissing each knuckle as he kissed and sucked your folds. As he nudged your clit with his nose you gasped lightly, looking down at him in the dim light.

“Yes- like that baby- feels good, work ok lovey?” You gently tug his curls and he looked up at you, lustblown eyes and a wet nose he looked like a puppy this way.

“Mm. Ok. Marcus f’got a huge cake order. Kinda’a mess” he muttered before sticking out his tongue, slack jawed and adorable, slobbering over your pussy like a man starved.

You nearly giggled at the action but couldn’t as a moan passed your lips you couldn’t hold in if you tried. “Such a good puppy” you moaned quietly “so good t’me Carmy, I fuckin love you” you gasped, thighs nearly smushing his cheeks as he nipped at the sensitive flesh

“That’s new” he hummed, kissing your clit as he reached down with his other hand and slipped 2 fingers easily in your dripping entrance. Your back arched off the bed, electricity shooting through your thighs and abdomen, core clenching around his fingers, nearly sucking him in.

“Cus’y so good bear. Such a good boy” you praised, gasping as he starts flicking his tongue over your clit “shhh-ahh! Mmm! Thas’it. Thaaaatsit” you slurred, the coil in your stomach heating up and threatening to snap- and soon.

He moans into your clit, the vibration causing your hips to jerk and he leans his strong forearm around your luscious hips. “Still” he mumbled the order, thrusting his tongue into your hole.

“Jesus fuck! Don’t fuckin st- ohhhh” you let out nothing short out of a pornographic film like wanton desperate filthy moan

“Cmon, cum f’me pretty girl” he urged gently, replacing his tongue with his fingers and nuzzling your clit with his nose like a man starved as he sucked and nibbled your folds.

You whined, squeezing the hand you were still holding tightly. “N-now-nnnmmmmhhh” your orgasm washed over you like a tsunami, the aftershock being the strongest part. His lightest touch was causing you to jerk and twitch under him at the overstimulation.

“Shhhh angel. Relax. Relax” he coaxed, rubbing over your stomach with a light touch. “Such a sweet girl. My sweet girl” he caressed your thighs with a sweet touch for a few minutes, pressing gentle kisses to your skin before getting up.

You’d inevitably whine and beg him to come back, your core feeling cold and neglected without his presence. “Time f’sleep gorgeous.” He’d gently pet your hair, pulling you into his chest.

“I want French toast for breakfast.” You muttered softly, nuzzling into his chest, smiling to yourself at his tickly chest fuzz.

“Ye?’ We got bacon too, went shoppin’ fore I came home” he muttered into the skin of your neck tiredly.

Now that he’d fulfilled his daylong craving- he was exhausted and ready to sleep as soon as he could.

“The best boyfriend. Can I wake you up t’morrow with my mouth?” You asked, gently rubbing your hand over his half hard bulge.

“Please. Y’never gotta ask princess”

Fin

[fatty-food]

Chicago style deep dish pizza (via Instagram)

[starkstruck27]

My next fill for @metalsandwichbingo !! As an American living in that state, I felt I needed something fun to get my mind off of everything, so of course I decided writing porn was a good way to go. I hope everyone enjoys, and title comes from the song Ragdoll by Aerosmith. Title: A New Version of the Old Scene Square + Prompt: B3, Dildo Gag Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3450 Words Major Tags: None Additional Tags: Dildos, Gags, Lesbian Sex, Female Billy Hargrove, Female Steve Harrington, Female Eddie Munson, Restraints, Light BDSM, Sex Toys, Vibrators, Cunnilingus, Face-Sitting, Nipple Clamps, Voyeurism Summary: Eddie has been with her girlfriends for four years now, and in that time, she finally found the happiness she'd been looking for. Stevie and Billie were her whole world, so for their anniversary, she knows she has to get them something special. She finally finds just what she's looking for in a local sex shop, and she cannot wait to get home and show it to her girls. Also on: Ao3 As a quick side note, I also mention a specific brand of toys in this fic, as well as one of their specific products, and if you're curious as to what it looks like, I'll link it here.

As Eddie walked through the aisles of the store she was in, contemplating what to get for her girlfriends as an anniversary gift, it finally hit her that this was actually real. She was living in Chicago, her music career was finally starting to take off, and she’d actually gotten together with the two loves of her life four years ago on that exact day. The thought of the two of them actually telling her that they wanted to be with her on that day and then kissing the life out of her made her blush as she continued her shopping, and she couldn’t help but bite her lip to suppress the full blown goofy grin that was trying to break onto her face. It made her stomach light up with butterflies when she thought of the two women that made her happier than anything in the world, and she knew then and there that she had to find something really special to give to them. 

Finally, she found them, the two things she knew she had to get to make this anniversary one none of them would ever forget. She could hardly wait until she could give them to her girlfriends, but unfortunately, she knew she had to wait. They’d agreed that they didn’t want gifts from the other two that were expensive or that took up too much space, and instead had agreed to get one thing each for them all to share that was both practical and pleasurable. They’d agreed that as soon as they got home from a nice dinner, they’d show each other what they got, and Eddie was practically buzzing with excitement as she hid her present away and then skipped off to get ready for dinner.

The entire time they were out, though, Eddie kept fidgeting, checking the time over and over again and scarfing down her food even faster than normal. Billie and Stevie found it kind of adorable that she was so eager, but like the sadists they were, they made her wait until they were good and ready to go home, too. Still, they couldn’t say that they weren’t also practically dripping with excitement, so they finally put themselves out of their misery and went home, all of them running to the bedroom as if the fate of the world depended on them getting there. They were soon seated on their king size bed in a circle, each holding a black plastic bag and in nothing but their best set of lingerie.

“So, who wants to go first?” Stevie asked, her pink lipstick smile matching her lacy clothing.

“I don’t think it really matters, Bambi, but I’ll go,” Billie said, rolling her blue eyes as she reached into her bag and pulled out a vibrator wand. “I saw this the other day, the girl at the store told me it’s the newest and best one on the market, so I figured we should give it a try. Plus it’s waterproof and it’s wireless, but it comes with a charger, so it should be nicer than most of the ones we have.”

“Ooh, I’m excited to try that out later,” Stevie grinned, then reached into her bag and brought out a set of silk ropes. “I went kinda basic, but I remembered how much you both said you hated how stiff the leather cuffs we have are, so I figured maybe we could try something a little different.”

“Aw, thank you, baby. You’re so sweet,” Eddie said, leaning over to give her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek.

“You’re welcome, love,” Stevie said. “And what did you get for us?”

“Okay, so I know we said we were only gonna get one thing each, but when I saw these two, I just couldn’t resist,” Eddie grinned, her dimples showing as she pulled both her items out of her bag. The other two’s eyes went wide as they looked at the two items, and their faces broke out in smiles as they looked them over. 

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” Billie asked as she picked up one of the items and turned it over in her hand.

“Maybe once or twice,” Eddie teased, “But I can always stand to hear it again.”

“I fucking love you so much,” Billie said, leaning over and kissing Eddie in the rough way she always did when she was ready to go. Stevie smiled and shook her head a little, but let her girls take their time. She had always been a bit of a voyeur, so watching her girlfriends make out was just as titillating as if she were in the mix herself. 

She continued to watch and began to touch herself as Billie took Eddie’s hands in hers and in one smooth motion, threw her down on her back. She straddled her stomach and grabbed the new ropes Stevie had bought, tying Eddie’s hands to the headboard, and when she was done she got off of her, grabbing the two things Eddie bought.

“So, how the hell do we use this?” Billie asked, finding a bottle of their favorite lube somewhere in the bedside table.

“Depends, do you want to use the one it came with or do you want to use the Demogorgon?” Eddie asked, a sly smile on her face.

“You only got that one because it’s named after a D&D character, didn’t you?” Stevie piped up from where she was still patiently watching and waiting.

“Maybe,” Eddie grinned, “But also because we’ve never tried a creature cock before and we kept talking about it, so I figured, why not? Besides, I was gonna get one of them anyway, and when I found out it was compatible with the gag I bought, that was just icing on the cake. You know how much I love it when you guys ride my face, so I figured with this, then we all enjoy it just that much more.”

“That’s really sweet of you, babe. And as much as I do want to give the creature cock a try, I think I’m gonna stick with this one for now,” Billie said, picking up the dildo the gag came with and fitting it into the leather and securing it with the metal ring. 

The gag was double-sided, so once Eddie got it on, she would have a mouth full of cock and wouldn’t be able to speak. But she trusted her girls, and she knew how to make them stop if she needed them to, so she took a quick drink of water, and then let Billie fit the gag in her mouth and on her face, securing it at the back of her head and making sure it wasn’t too tight. 

Once everything was on right, Billie stood up again and removed her panties, and she sighed as she slathered the dildo and her pussy with lube before climbing on top of Eddie again. She checked to make sure Eddie was ready, and once she got a small nod in return, she sank down onto her face, her eyes fluttering and her mouth dropping open on a moan.

Stevie watched as Billie started to ride Eddie’s face, starting slow, but picking up the pace as she went, and it was driving Stevie mad. She loved the sounds coming from both of her girls, the muffled grunts and moans from Eddie and the unabashed squeals and sighs from Billie. 

They were making her so wet, she was sure her panties were soaked through, so she took them off and repositioned herself on the bed to get a better view. She bit her lip as she watched them, and as her heart rate continued to go up and her body got hotter, her fingers alone just weren’t cutting it anymore. 

She sighed and sat up, finding the vibrator Billie had bought, and settled back down as she figured out how to work it. She turned it on and held it to her cunt, a little squeak coming from her mouth as she hit the button to turn up the intensity. There were ten levels of intensity, and as she ticked them up and watched her girls, she came quickly on just level four. She removed the vibrator as it was still going for just a moment as she rode out her orgasm, and once she recovered, she immediately replaced it. Her breath was getting shorter and she started using her other hand to grab at her tit, massaging it as she continued to squirm. 

Billie was getting close herself, and even though she still needed to keep one hand on the headboard to keep her balance, she used the other to reach over and start playing with Stevie’s other tit, laughing breathlessly as Stevie moaned and started to come again, biting her lip and shivering with her whole body. The sight was enough to push Billie over the edge, and she came a second later, grinding herself down on Eddie’s face and pulling slightly at her hair. 

“Holy fuck,” Stevie sighed as she got herself together again and helping Billie to climb off of Eddie. As soon as she got her balance again, Stevie pulled her in and kissed her, and after enjoying that for a moment, she went back over to Eddie. She didn’t untie her, but she did lift her head up and took off the gag, smoothing out her sweaty bangs and getting her some more water.

“You doing okay, rockstar?” She asked, running her fingers through her hair.

“I’m perfect, love,” Eddie responded, her voice a bit scratchy, but she didn’t seem uncomfortable.

“I’m glad,” Stevie grinned, kissing her head. “You ready for round two?”

“Have been since yesterday, but thanks for asking,” Eddie smiled back, and squirmed a bit to get herself more comfortable as Stevie refitted the gag with the creature cock. She was excited to get on that thing, and she knew Eddie was excited to get some more thighs crushing her head, so she didn’t waste any time. 

She refastened the gag on Eddie’s face as soon as she could, and then climbed on top of her, taking a lot more time to sink down than Billy did due to the irregularity of the toy she was using. Still, she quickly got used to it, and as she did, she began to bounce on it.

Meanwhile, Billie was lying on the bed near them, regaining her faculties as the other two got started. She was actually the easiest to please most times, as it only took an orgasm or two for her to be satisfied and ready to curl up and go to sleep, so she was pretty satiated as of right now. Still, she was always ready to give as good as she got, so once she got herself back to normal, she got up and went to their closet, getting out one more thing before going back to the bed.

Eddie jerked against her restraints as two cold metal clamps attached themselves to her nipples, instantly winding her up further and making her more desperate to get off. She recovered from the surprise quickly, but her body still felt like it was buzzing, and her leg started to bounce a little as she waited for something else to get her to her release.

“You doing alright, Thumper?” Billie asked as she saw her leg starting to move. Eddie gave a quick thumbs up and held it until she knew Billie saw it, and Billie smiled as she took that as her cue to keep going. She gently pushed Eddie’s legs apart and grinned when she saw that the black silk panties Eddie was wearing were crotchless, that would make this so much easier. 

As soon as Eddie’s legs were far enough apart, Billie settled on her stomach in between them, looping her arms underneath them to get a better grip on her girlfriend as she started to lick at her cunt. She could hear Eddie’s muffled groan and saw her hands ball into white-knuckle fists as she gave a few teasing flicks of her tongue, and as Eddie’s leg bounced faster and her hands got whiter, she finally stopped teasing and started to eat her out for real. 

Billie absolutely loved eating pussy, and she was good at it, too. She knew all the right spots to hit, and she was making sure to hit every one of them tonight. She didn’t just want to make Eddie come, she wanted to make her feel as fantastic as she could, and she wasn’t going to stop until she did it.

As she lapped at Eddie’s cunt, Billie could feel her starting to breathe faster, and she smiled as she felt her start to clench her muscles around her. She started burying her face further into her girlfriend’s muff, sucking on her clit and dipping her tongue into her tight hole, as far as it would go. She felt her starting to tremble a little bit, and finally, she decided that Eddie was wound tight enough. She sat up and left her on the edge, making her whine through the toy in her mouth. 

“What’s wrong, Thumper? Not satisfied yet?” Billie asked, earning a glare from her girl. Stevie couldn’t help but laugh a little as she continued to pleasure herself, she knew what Billie was doing. She was such a tease, and while Eddie knew it too, and knew that waiting would make it even better in the end, she was starting to get too impatient to care.

“Don’t worry, hon,” Billie continued, settling back down between Eddie’s legs and tugging gently on the nipple clamps to keep her attention. “I’m not gonna leave my babygirl hanging.”

Eddie huffed a little as she listened to Billie, but she still listened when Billie asked her to lift her hips, and she lost any attitude she had as Billie started to apply lube to her with her expert fingers. She waited patiently, and was only going to start whining again when Stevie got off of her, but before she could make a noise, Stevie turned around and sat right back down. She made a noise then, but it was one of pleasure rather than annoyance this time, as Stevie had readjusted herself so that she could help Billie play with her, and she had taken off the nipple clamps and instead started to play with Eddie’s boobies herself, squeezing, pinching and massaging them with just the right balance of roughness and gentility. 

Just as Eddie was starting to get used to the dual sensations on her boobs and pussy, her girls decided to punch it up by several notches, as each of them soon added a new element to the mix. Billie used the discarded dildo that she’d been using earlier, pushing it into Eddie’s vagina and pumping it in and out with a steady rhythm until she got used to it, and then she made it more erratic and unpredictable, just like Eddie liked it. 

At the same time, Stevie leaned over and kissed Eddie’s stomach all over, biting her gently every so often and leaving lipstick marks among her tattoos. Eddie sighed after each one, her hands struggling against her restraints as her instincts told her to finish herself off already, but of course she couldn’t do anything but wait. She didn’t have long to wait, though, because once Stevie had finished marking up her stomach, she sat back up and found the vibrator again, clicking it on and jacking it up to the highest setting before gently pressing it to Eddie’s clit. 

Eddie’s scream probably would’ve had the neighbors calling the cops if it hadn’t been muffled by the gag. She had been on edge for so long, and now that Stevie had handed the vibrator off to Billie so she could go back to fondling her tits, she was finally able to release all the pent up energy. She came quicker than she ever had before, her body shaking and her vision going white. She felt so fucking good, and even though her ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton, she could still hear Billie and Stevie giggling in delight and telling her how amazing she was. 

She could feel them keeping up with their hands and the toys in them so that she could ride out her orgasm as long as possible, but as she finally started to come back into her body, she started to feel a little overstimulated, so she signaled for them to stop, and they did. Billie turned off the vibrator and tossed it aside, and Stevie climbed off of Eddie, lifting her head and taking the gag off of her. Billie didn’t remove the dildo quite yet, as she knew Eddie and Stevie both liked to still feel full after sex, and she was more than happy to oblige them, so she left it buried deep inside her. She and Stevie both sat back on the bed then, leaning down as Eddie caught her breath and licking all over her stomach, her thighs, and making sure to leave a few hickeys behind. 

“Shit,” Eddie said as she finally got her voice back, “Did I squirt?”

“Harder than I’ve ever seen you do it before,” Stevie winked at her, trailing her tongue in the little crevice between Eddie’s thigh and her crotch.

“Was that why you edged me so much? To get me to squirt?” Eddie asked, giving Billie a look that was part annoyed scowl and part playful smirk, but Billie didn’t pay her any attention, instead focusing on licking her clean. “Answer me, Wilma Jean!”

“Hey, whoa! There’s no reason to be pulling out full names, here,” Billie finally spoke up, giving Eddie a look now, too. “And if I’m guilty of anything Edith, it’s of wanting to make you feel as good as possible and if I have to edge you all night to do that, then that’s what I gotta do! If I happen to make you squirt in the process, well, then that’s just an extra special treat for Stevie and I to enjoy.”

“You’re so fucking annoying, I don’t know why I put up with you,” Eddie groaned, but she couldn’t keep the grin off her face as Billy wrinkled up her nose and stuck her tongue out at her. “Oh, yeah, that’s why,” Eddie added, earning a pinch in retaliation, which she promptly returned.

“C’mon, quit it, both of you,” Stevie said, giggling a little as she grabbed their hands to stop them from pinching each other all night. “Let’s clean up and shower quick so that we can relax now. I’m getting tired and I don’t want to go to bed all sticky and sweaty. And if you quit messing with each other, I’ll even wash your hair for you.”

“You drive a hard bargain, Bambi,” Billie said, getting up again and helping the other two to gather up the toys so they could clean them later. Stevie grabbed the wet duvet off the bed and led the way to the bathroom, and as they started following her, Eddie and Billie shared a look and nodded. As they got to the bathroom, they both reached out and pinched Stevie’s ass, making her jump in surprise and making the other two laugh. She shook her head and continued into the bathroom, dropping the duvet by the laundry machine and rolling her eyes.

“You’re both fucking annoying, I hope you know that,” she said as she stripped out of the rest of her lingerie. 

“Yeah, but you love us anyway,” Billie grinned, following suit and climbing into the shower with Stevie and Eddie once they had all gotten undressed.

“Fuck me, I guess I do,” Stevie joked, flicking Billie on the cheek as they crowded into the shower. She flicked Eddie too, and Eddie responded by catching her finger in her teeth and giving it a little nip. Stevie just rolled her eyes again and laughed, and then she instructed both of them to turn around so she could start shampooing their hair. 

As she tilted her head back so that her girlfriend could start washing her hair, Eddie was hit once again with the biggest feeling of love and happiness. It took twenty six years, but she was finally completely happy, living in a big city, starting her dream career, and in the best relationship she’d ever had with the two people she cared about most in the world. This was it. She had finally made it.

[chaiisms]

NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE PROMPT LIST - PART 1.

prompts taken directly from the transcript of the musical - please go support starkid and their work! this list covers the first two songs of the musical and the surrounding scenes.

PROLOGUE.

" Help! Somebody help me please! "

" Wait’ll you get a load of this mess. "

" I leave Chicago cuz of the blood and guts, and what do you know? They got ‘em here too. "

" That’s not all. Killer left a little love note for us. Penned in his victim’s blood. "

" We’re a little out of our depth! "

" Jesus… How the hell did this happen?"

HIGH SCHOOL IS KILLING ME.

" The nightmare started there but now has spread. "

" Someone comes for me, I'm unprepared. "

" You can’t cut through all the tension. "

" It’s a hell on earth you know, "

" It’s a cruel and unusual brutality, "

" I'm so fucking dead! "

" I was up so late last night, "

" And I can survive it for only so long! "

" And I’m just realizing, I’ve never introduced myself. "

" We’re friends. Aren’t we? "

" I don’t know. Are we? "

" I got left behind this morning. Bus driver’s a fucking asshole. "

" Please. Don’t you wanna help me out? "

DETENTION.

" That little snitch! "

" I don’t need this kind of attention. "

" So you don’t want to be bullied? "

" No! I want to be invisible. "

" Then why do you come to a public school dressed in suspenders and a fucking bowtie? "

" Ugh. I’d rather starve to death. "

" You’re, like, famous! "

" This outfit is a tapestry of my trauma. It is designed to provoke as little teasing a possible. "

" Huh. I didn’t know you were funny. "

" I can’t let him see me talking to you! "

" Who are you running from? "

LITERAL MONSTER.

" You’re not him you’re a loser, "

" It’s best to drop and play dead, "

" You better leave your hopes behind, "

" No one's gonna stop him, "

" You better hope you're out of sight "

" Never look in the eye, "

" He's a literal monster! "

" I swear to god he has fangs, "

" No one to blame if there's no accuser. "

" I've gotta get to remedial algebra. "

" Meaning I’ve gotta walk through this hallway. And I don’t need you stinkin’ it up. "

" Well, there’s a difference between intent and impact. "

" I think for this hallway infraction, I’m gonna have to issue a Flick-It Ticket. "

" Sorry. I’m fresh outta your favorite food. "

" She’s, like, uh… a total two-bagger! "

" Nobody, and I mean nobody, talks that way… about [muse name]. "

" You don’t know me very well, do you? "

" I know behind closed doors, repressed chicks are the biggest freaks. "

" Watch some porn, you'll see. "

" Don't call me that. "

" I'm the reason you run and hide. "

" You all look disappointed, "

" So keep on judging me, "

" That comes with infamy, "

" You can watch as I rise! "

" I will claim what is mine. "

STEPH, MAYOR LAUTER AND MISS TESSBURGER.

" This is politics, learn to multitask! "

" We are within the margin of error, and you are doing everything you can to fuck things up! "

" It's like you don't care about this campaign at all. "

" Next time you're going to cheat, do it like a [surname] and don't get caught. "

" I'd like to have an intelligent conversation, if you don't mind. In other words, shut up. "

" There's nothing you can threaten me with. "

" I'll be careful with it. I'll carefully smash it with this hammer. "

" Not even you would do something this evil... "

" It'd be funny if it wasn't so pathetic. "

" I don’t care if you have to lie, cheat, steal, or shock-of-all-shocks: read a book for once in your life. "

more to come!r

[hetr0ph0bic]

can you do a shuri x riri smut for valentine’s day?

warn; smut jealousy oooo i luv it, porn yall, strength kink, size diff, possessive shuri.

a/n oooo yalll i luvvv this one, ALSO I DIDNT PROOF READ BITCH IM TIRED

JEALOUS

if his bitchass look over here again im going to fucking kill him

needless to say, the night isnt going to play. riri and shuri sit hand in hand, in a booth. the two find themselves at a diner, in chicago for valentines. riri got the invite from instagram.

“ come on shuri please, can we go? plus its a good time since your in town” riri pleaded to shuri.

“oh fine we can go plus i want a good unhealthy american milkshake”.

so here they are slurping on vanilla milkshakes and chewing on a large order of fries. pink and red paper cutouts float all around them. cute hearts and x’s and o’s, placed all over the table. big themed balloons cover the ceiling. and honesty, the night was going so, so well. shuri and riri talk about any and everything. from work and college life to how to eat a milkshake and fries properly. 

“no bruh you have to dip the fry in the milkshake” riri reaches to grab the fry from shuri’s hand 

“what no i don't want to” she weaves riri’s hand, scooting farther in the booth

“what? why not, it's good!” riri gives up and grabs fries from the basket.

“i don't think thats…right. like who wants soggy fries?”

“girl please here just try it” riri dips the fry and hands it to shuri. the older reluctantly strains her neck. with one more look at riri she bites down on the new food. after a few chews, she chimes in.

“mmmm this is good”

“i knoww” riri claps her hands together, happy that shuri actually liked it.

“ although i can feel the diabetes growing on me”

 happiness danced between the two. well, that was until, some guy walked into their sight. he stopped and leaned on the white walls. placing his disgusting eyes of lust on riri.

“ummm” riri begins to shift uncomfortably, shuri speaks up quickly, noticing the change.  

“wait, you know him, because what is he looking at?” shuri starts already on defense mode

“wait, chill. chill! if he doesn’t stop, then we can just leave. okay?”

shuri slowly agrees, and she sets her eyes of the man. he quickly turns his head, noticing a man walking up to him. he says something to the random man, seconds pass, and the ugly eyes are on riri again

“okay, his time is up” shuri rises from the booth

“shuri ! shuri sit down” riri leans over the table, a loose grip on shuri’s wrist

“what?” she speaks but doesn’t move her eyes from the new target

“you can’t just go hitting on people! this is america!!!”

“uhhh okay? your point”

“the chicago police will have our ass because you be hitting people”

“ look, i know you're new here but, america’s navy blue gang doesn’t scare me. plus with your criminal history now you decide to be scary ”

“GIRL-okay look shuri, don't. hurt. nobody”

“riri if his bitchass look over here again im going to fucking kill him”

“oh my god”

“bast what, first of all look at him. thats a MAN! YOUR GAY WITH A GIRLFRIEND. ri he doesn’t even view you as a human, looking at you like that. and i don’t share nor like it”

while the two genius pass words, the nightmare of the night walks up to them. shuri jumps up with no hesitation. riri rushe's to grab her top, yanking her back.

“aye aye slime let holler at you-” 

“she good” shuri speaks up for riri, hoping this guy would just get the hint.

“tuh! i was talking to shawty with the fat-”

 a loud smack is heard throughout the diner. with a blur, riri sees the man’s body fly back. the boy slams into a broken chair. he slumps down on a now broken chair, way pass his original standing point. riri watches and lingers as people gather around the man. slurping pulls her out of the daze, looking over to her right she sees shuri. the royal carries on slurping the vanilla shake.

“ damnit i want the cherry but i can’t get it” 

 “ bruh you can’t be for real right now” 

“i don’t see why you so worried about his ugly ass”

“i’m not worried bout him you just can’t-”

“did he make you feel uncomfy?” riri’s breath gets caught in her throat. he did. and a part of her is happy shuri punched his ass into the wall. riri stammers over her words as shuri sits in the booth.

“oh okay then” shuri says while slurping her straw

riri shakes her head, looking to the right she sees the people walking through the door. two of them, muscled men in blue wrinkly outfits, strutting over to them.

“shuri them people coming, we gotta go” riri grabs the two bags on the table.

“oh okay i’m talking the milkshake, you want the fries tho?”

“no i don’t want no damn fries! let’s go.”

“ooooo aggressive! wait! wait!” riri walks out of the diner, making shuri jogging a bit to catch up with her. shuri sees the tiny girl in a pink top and loose jeans get closer and closer.

“okay slow down! mama slow down!” shuri breathes out and sucks in long breaths

“man bye, stop acting like your tired! im tired. i need a drink after the shit you be pulling” 

shuri thinks it's smart to keep quiet as they walk down the chicago streets, looking for a decent bar. soon the two have two drinks each. watermelon and strawberry margaritas. shuri currently chews on her and riri’s pieces of fruit from their drinks.

“no because? what is wrong with you- like we get it your strong as shit but like all that so unnecessary” riri starts wanting to get to the bottom for why shuri acted like that.

“it’s a problem that i don’t like that bitch”

“stop fucking lying, WHY don’t you like him besides the entire creepy? weirdo? part”

“girl, im not lying”

“ …girl? shuri you buzzed a bit?”

“don’t make me feel like that! so are youu”

yeah they most definitely feel it. luckily two drinks are the limit, only to feel a little buzz. and in riri’s case it allows her to shed the nerves and anxiety. 

“ i know what your problem is” riri smacks and chews on the ice from the drinks.

“ ri please, it's valentines” shuri joins, gnawing down on the ice.

“ girl hush up- you sooo jealous of everything and everyone”

“that’s not true” shuri calls over the bartending closing out the tab. they still linger, chewing on the ice, still talking.

“oh its not true? ok what is then big head”

“number one, your head is bigger than mine. and im not jealous-”

“ you’re right, it's call delusional i mean possessive”

“ yeahh…. and that’s not a crime! i know what i am do you know what you are?”

“ oh easy a genius!”

hours later, shuri is grabbing riri’s hand and leading her out of the bar.

“where we finna go?” the smaller ask but is meet with silence 

“ummm where are you taking me? helloooo answer the question!” riri begins poking the panther's cheeks and tugging their matching clothes.

“ahem ahem! ngangamsha (your majesty) where areth thou taking me”

“ooooo okay you’ve been practicing” shuri breaks the silence, surprised on riri’s improvement

“yeaaa! cuz i’m in the game fr, you know i do this!”

“ but i do have a little surprise. since we had to leave the restaurant because of weirdos”

shuri covers her eyes as she leads her into the further into the airbnb. riri jumps and shakes from excitement.

“ooo okay okay is it food or like something else” riri asks for a hint, while she sticks her hands in the air trying to feel around for the answer.

“i’m not telling you, you’re literally about to see it”

“okay well move your fingers” then she tries to pry shuri’s fingers from her eyes. once the engineer gives up on the method, she starts to duck under the hands. 

“slow down” shuri laughs and her antics slow down 

“ you are gonna hurt yourself” walking a few steps forward shuri let’s riri’s eyes see the room.

valentines theme food is everywhere. from their favorite fruit, desserts,candy. watermelon, cupcakes, cookies, donuts, big candied grapes, every red and pink candy under the sun. and if it isn’t red or pink, it’s covered in colored chocolate. 

“awwww baby this is so cuteee pause. is this our name on the cookies? stawp”

“ yeah since i cut the diner short i thought you would like it”

“like it? i love it ” riri grabs a pink cookie biting into it

“good, i love you” shuri wraps her arms around the smaller’s waist. riri leans her head back on shuri’s chest. she still nibbles on the sweet cookie, eyes full of stars. body working up a nice heat, as shuri rubs up and down. she traces words in her skin and plays with her pink tank top. the smaller twists her body in shuri’s hold. turning to look up at shuri she offers the rest of the cookie. shuri holds on riri as she feeds her the cookie. once shuri has eaten it all, riri brushe's off crumbs and pink sugar pieces with her fingers. soft fingers brush skin around shuri’s lips. 

“clean” riri whisperers.

 riri doesn’t move her fingers though. she slowly makes her way to rest her limbs on shuri’s shoulders. the two share a look of want and need before moving closer.

“i love you too” riri breathes out before shuri crashe's their lips together. small pants fall out of each other's mouths. they both put in effort to wreck the other. riri bites down on shuri’s bottom lip, knowing it will cause her to lose her shit. in return, shuri swipes riri off the ground and puts her against the wall. placing her veiny hand on riri’s jaw, shuri kisses into her mouth. using her other hand, she holds her up against the wall. riri spreads her legs, welcoming shuri into her. shuri grinds their clothed heats together, causing riri to break the kiss.

“ fuck don't stop” riri sucks on shuri's tongue and laps every part of the older’s mouth. tears swell up in the engineer's eyes. growing restless, shuri holds riri to her chest as she makes her way to the bed. 

shuri tightens the hold on riri neck as she dips her long fingers into riri’s pussy. she pumps at a steady pace, curling fingers. riri screams as she plays with the sensitive muscles. she leans down to her lips. using her free hand, she spanks riri’s ass. the recoil doing nothing, but rocking her in the digits even more. 

“spread it open” shuri demands. riri recess her grip the sheets and shuri’s hair. she wiggles her hands to gain more feeling. finally, she reaches down to her legs. hands on her thighs, she pulls them apart.

“ummhmmm keep it like that”

while riri holds her legs, shuri pumps her fingers in and out mesmerized.  she’s in a loop, brown and pink with slick has her in a trance. the only thing breaking her out is the whimpers from the girl herself. she slowly pulls out, eyes locked with riri’s. shuri only has the tip of her fingers in as she pushe's all the away back in and uses her thumb to circle riri’s clit. riri eyes roll to the back of her head as she throws her head back, hitting the bed 

“hhayi (no) get up and look at me” shuri rasps out

on wobbly arms, riri manages to sit back up. shuri again slowly pulls out. she looks at her glistening fingers before offering them riri. as riri tongue swipes over shuri's fingers, the taller allows a long then line of spit to fall over riri’s spread out heat. shuri leans down and kisses riri’s pretty swollen lips. smacking fills the room 

“haa haa fuck shuri mmmm” riri let’s the moans spill out her mouth.

“i bet you thought that shit was cute huh” shuri talks while eating 

“what are talk- fuck me god”

“can’t nobody touch you like this but me."

“can’t nobody do it like you baby” riri cries out. shuri places her hands on riri’s thighs. she pushe's back on her legs, making her body curve. she can make riri’s body rock, and on her mouth she did.  tongue flat she works riri’s body against her. heavy planted up and down her legs go, while shuri's mouth slurps side to side

“fuck baby fuck”

switching it up, she picks up riri from her spread position, and plopping her on her face. above, riri tries to buck away from shuri. griping on to riri’s thighs, shuri continues to eat. juices poop out of the smaller, quickly covering shuri face as they drip down her neck. 

“shuri i’m s-s-sh mama i’m so close”

humming, shuri focuses on riri’s clit, she sucks and licks fast. when riri voice cracks, shuri lick her slit. she watches as the tiny girl arches her back with a cry. riri shakes as shuri continues to please her with her fingers.

finally, shuri eased riri back on the bed. the younger still shaking and sniffing her cry’s 

“okay so how you want it” with a cracked voice, riri starts up.

“what”

“man don’t be asking dumb questions, i said how you want it?”

“well missy… you can wait a second, don’t want you crying in my shit” 

“oh you got jokes!? you think you did yo big one and you DIDN’T” riri raises her voice as she's about to get up. the poor girl didn’t even process shuri moving, but she did. she grabs riri throws her down on the bed again. shuri placed her thumb on her clit, she moved it just a teenie weenie bit

“wait please okay”

“ohh that’s what i thought… and i kinda want you on your knees or something”

“okay” riri slips down off the bed, hitting the tile with haste.

“after you eat a bit” shuri says while passing a plate of fruits and water.

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#5yrsago We lost the fight for balance in the EU’s Copyright Directive, but here’s what we won https://felixreda.eu/2019/04/not-in-vain/

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