#chxrry

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@chxrry22

[lovenostalgia]

[slut4margiela]

[suskindkore]

Lydia Habtemariam (Chxrry)

credit: suskind

[tearsofbriseis]

Chxrry

[medullam]

Chxrry22 [2022]

[ifitaintxothenitgottago]

[chxrryhansen]

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nomad steve is a big fat fuckin MUNCH. idc idc idc. nobody can change my mind. that man eats pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner. he is STARVED.

you wake up? his head is in between your thighs. your working? he wants you to sit on his face while you do it. your doing the dishes? best believe that man is on his knees tongue deep inside your pussy desperate to have you cream all over his face. making comments like

“you just looked so good baby i couldn’t help it, had to get a taste of you”

“you like it when daddy sucks on your clit while you finish your chores? yeah? fuckin dirty girl”

“fuck honey, cum in daddy’s mouth, come on give it to me”

“pussy tastes like fuckin heaven”

one thing he does not stand for is hovering. when he tells you to sit on his face, he means sit on it. he’ll be grabbing your hips, pulling you down onto his face, his rough beard rubbing against your thighs while his tongue explores your dripping heat and you know damn well he eats it in the morning so he can smell your pussy on his facial hair during the day, his tongue darting out to lick over his moustache, savouring the taste of your juices.

your spread missionary as he suckles and nibbles on your clit, his fingers fucking into you at a desperate pace, missing the taste of your cream even though he’s already had you twice today, his mouth opening wide as you writhe and squirt on his tongue, watching him as he moans and grunts, his hips rocking into the mattress beneath him as he fills his boxers with hot n sticky ropes of cum

“jesus christ” he breathes, “got me cumming in my pants like a damn teenager sweet girl, thats how fuckin good your pussy tastes.”

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[chxrry-x-bxmb]

Angry Bee's bc im very normal over this gif

I think its so cool you can read his lips enough to tell when he says Breakdown

Also the way his helm is gives him such an angry little look gosh 🥰

[eyesxxyou]

the idea hit me so I want to send in a drabble request <3 maybe hobie teaching loser!m!reader how to fuck him?? idk something about hobie being dominant while bottoming makes me lose it. thank you sm!!

❝ teach me ❞ hobie brown x male!reader

❝ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❞ power bottom!Hobie, anal sex (Hobie receiving), Hobie talks you through it, loser!reader

You have a big dick. Objectively speaking. It’s above average for someone of your size and shape. It would be a good thing too if you actually knew how to use it. For now, it just remains a useless appendage waiting to be used the way it was meant to.

Hobie was intent on teaching you how to use the blessing you were gifted by nature. His hands greedily stripping you of clothing while your hands clumsily fumbled trying to get his off. You were eager, he could tell, nervous too. What if you fuck up? What if you hurt him? What if you don't satisfy him?

“Do me a favor, sunshine, ‘n stop thinkin’. Lemme do tha’ f’ya.” Hobie spoke into your mouth, his hand grasping your jaw while the other pulled your nude body into his, your fat, leaky cocks brushing. You smeared your precum onto each other, the feeling of his cock against your naval made you whine.

"Kiss me." He told you and without hesitation you followed his command. You pressed your lips to his, parting your lips so your tongue could find his in his mouth. You were so sweet, the desperate sort. The kind who leaned in too far and pressed too hard.

Hobie placed his hand on the curve of your neck, right above the nape and moved your head to make you kiss at his pulse points, down his neck in braod strokes of your tongue and nips of your teeth.

Hobie was good at what he did. Pulling away, you watched him grab the lube he had from the nightstand and climb into the bed with his ass facing you. You could see the base of a black, silicone butt plug poking out from between his tender cheeks and moaned at the idea that he had previously prepared himself for this. Fucked himself open so that maybe he could take even a fraction of your length.

You wrapped your hand around the base of your cock, your palm stroking lazily as you watched him prop himself up on his hands and knees in front of you. Hobie reached back, grabbing the flared base of his butt plug with a firm grip before pulling, slow and steady. God, you could have cum right then and there watching the way he stretched himself out, sticky and wet.

He pulled it out completely before pressing it back in, fucking himself on a toy that could never begin to compare to you. But oh, the stretch of his taut asshole around the toy made you quicken your pace, tugging at your cock with a need you never knew you were capable of.

“Fuck- Hobie…please. Ah~” You watched him fuck himself thoroughly before he set the plug to the side and moved back to press his ass against the length of you cock. It was second nature for you to grab his hips and rub your cock against his wanton hole, flaring and closing with a need to be filled and used and claimed. You wanted to do all of that for him. Wanted to be good for him. Wanted to please him in every way you knew this pathetically used cock of yours could.

You rubbed your length between his cheeks while Hobie poured lube on your cock and let you do all the work to rub it in. He choked a little every time your sensitive mushroom tip just barely slipped into his ass and you whined, just waiting for a set of instructions to guide you. You wanted to do this right.

Hobie looked back at you. His eyes were dark, hooded with seduction. His gaze made you shiver from head to toe. He was like a bucket of cold water dumped over your head, frigid yet clarifying. Like popping a mint into your mouth and letting it sizzle and pop on your tongue.

He reached back and wrapped his lithe fingers around the girth of your cock. “Be gentle.” Hobie cooed softly as he positioned you against the ring of muscles. A shaky breath escaped you, eyes watching the way nimble fingers guide you into him. He was warm and wet with lube and offered just the slightest bit of resistance to make the push an effort.

“Mhn~ jus’ like tha’, nice ‘n slow.” Hobie turned back around and pressed his face into the pillow before him. He spread his legs a little more and pushed himself down on your cock in own swift, gliding motion. You choked a little, your hands a bruising grip on his slender hips, your eyes rolled into the back of your head. “God- Bie…fuck.”

“Go on, take whatcha need, bird. Be nice, 'm sensitive.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from rutting your hips into the soft plush of his ass. You were overzealous, ravenous. Your hips and thighs met against his ass in soft claps. Your arms circled around his waist and you pressed your front of his back, pressing your face to his just enough to moan in his ear. Your fingers pressed into his flesh, grappling, pulling his back onto your cock to meet you halfway.

He was soft, walls clamping down on your tender cock. You pressed your hips to his ass with a particularly harsh stroke and found his gummy prostate with the tip of your cock.

You had never heard Hobie moan the way he had before. A high-pitched little note that tore past his soft, pierced lips, partially muffled by the pillow he had buried his face into. His asshole fluttered around you and his lengthy fingers curled into the sheets. He spread his length even further, rocking his hips in conjunction with your thrusts. “Jus’ like tha’. Do tha’ ‘gain.”

You did as told and your efforts did not go in vain as Hobie reached back and cradled the back of your head in his hand, crying out as your tip kissed his prostate once more. He thanked you, his hole hugging you so tight you thought you might pass out.

You went harder, faster, babbling on and on in nearly incoherent sentences about how much you loved Hobie and how good he felt. “Shit~ I- I love you, Bie.” You choked out, hips ceaselessly grinding into him, hitting every spot along the way that needed to be touched.

Hobie couldn’t even respond with any sort of cohesive thought. All he could do was sing for you, sighing with untouched pleasure.

“Ah- mhn~ h-harder.”

taglist: @hobs-kiss, @hoe-bie

[lovenostalgia]

[slut4margiela]

[eccentricallygothic]

★ rules: in a new post, show the last line(s) you wrote (or drew)

I am going to show two because I got tagged twice, once by the loveliest @navybrat817 and then my sweetest baby @chxrryhansen I LOVED both of your lines omg <3

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The Master brandished a teal glass vial from the pockets of his pants before a pinch of his fingers pulled the cork out with a soft plop, the sound causing the bride of the Anti-Christ to slightly jump from where she kneeled in complete submission. The ritual bowl that had been placed on the ground aligned with the headside of the seedbed hissed with a glow when the stopper was discarded in it. Syd had to sniff again as he brought his index finger to his lips and accepted it in the humid cavern, swirling his hot tongue along the digit to dampen it before sheathing it through the neck of the cylindrical bottle to gather the miracle dust it contained.

"Mouse, remind me what that rule about not speaking out of our turn is about?"

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No pressure tags <3: @katherineswritingsblog @brandycranby @vanwritesfan-fiction @jamneuromain @deceitfuldevout @lilacevans

(I know I haven't properly interacted with some of you but I am socially awkward sorry, still wanted to tag y'all though <3)

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@chxrry-x-bxmb YOU WERE MY 1,000 LIKER <33333