#devil milkman

[criminallyaddictedtomilk]

[radio-kyoma]

My newest "hear me out"

I wanna draw him in his hat but eruggghh I just know it's gonna kill me

I'll have some other things to post soon it's be a interesting month to say the least ✌️

[pennycat83]

This pathetic man is wrenched in my head

upclose 'n just better verison of the final frame

hand dwawn by me 0u0

[3nlivenning]

x. usual routine

THIS IS AN APOLOGY DRABBLE

It has been quite a bit since I last posted the prologue of the short fic I’m making and I’m trying my best to get to the requests, so here’s something short just to add while I’m still working on the other oneshots and chapters! ^^

(pls fill my request box thank you 😓😓)

FLUFF (kind of suggestive though?)

pairing = fem!reader x Francis

I.

The sound of the springy bed squeaking roused you from your slumber. Your eyes, still sensitive to the surroundings, narrowed as you tried to wake yourself up. Seeing your vision still slightly blurry, but Francis’s figure beside you is already getting up from his spot on the bed. His toned, exposed back had red scratch marks all over. Right, you both had a steamy night last night before bed.

“Francis…” You softly called out. Your voice still a bit hoarse but had a gentle touch to it. You were still half asleep, your eyelids still heavy but your brain was slightly conscious.

Silence only responded until footsteps were heard padding towards the bed again. Then you felt his weight of his knee on the bed right behind you. Francis leaned down to gather you in his arms, nuzzling your bed headed hair and breathing in your scent. Spooning you from behind.

“Mmm?” Your husband hummed quietly into your hair. His calloused hands gliding up your body, slipping beneath the hem of your silk sleepwear.

That definitely woke you up. A satisfying shiver ran up your spine before you pressed your back against his exposed chest. Letting out a shaky sigh of relief. You heard his chuckle and felt rumbling in his chest as he did so.

“You’re making it difficult to leave the bed,” You whined and complained without having the intention to act against it. In fact, both of you wanted to veg out on the bed and just be in each other’s warm embrace.

“As much as I want to join you, m’lady, I have deliveries to tend to.” The milkman smirked and playfully nibbled on your ear, causing you to squeal a little before he hopped off the bed and walked to the bathroom to clean himself up. He was already running late.

“Oh you devil!”

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[svnnyd4ys]

more sfth plays as Richard Siken quotes

if anyone wants me to explain why i chose these quotes just lmk and i'll like do an analysis or smth!!

plays 12-22~

BUS. "He's pointing at you with a glass of milk as if he's trying to tell you there is some sort of shining star buried deep inside you, and he has to dig it out with a knife." (the dislocated room - Crush)

ALL EYES ON NIGEL "Let's say the Devil is played by two men. We'll call them both Jeff. Dark hair, green eyes, white teeth, pink tongues- they're twins. The one on the left has gone bad in the middle and the other one on the left is about to. As they wrestle, you can tell that they have forgotten about God, and they are very hungry." (you are Jeff - Crush)

NO! I'VE ALWAYS LOVED THAT CARAVAN "The hunter's son watches the hunter. The hunter paints more rings onto his glasses. Everything is a target, says the hunter. No matter where you look. The hunter's son says nothing, and closes his eyes." (the stag and the quiver - War of the Foxes)

WET, WILD & WORRISOME "The fisherman's son knows nothing worth stealing. Perhaps, perhaps. He once put a cat in a cardboard box, but she got out anyway. He once had a brother he lost to the sea. Brother, dead brother, who speaks to him in dreams. These are a few things worth saying." (war of the foxes - War of the Foxes)

THE CARDBOARD STEGOSAURUS "I wanted to fall down right there, but I knew you wouldn't catch me because you're dead. I swallowed crushed ice and pretended it was glass and you're dead. Ashes to ashes. You wanted to be cremated, so we cremated you and you wanted an adventure so I ran and I knew you wouldn't catch me. You are a fever I am learning to live with, and everything is happening at the wrong end of a very long tunnel." (straw house, straw dog - Crush)

THE INGREDIENTS "The sooner you embrace it, the sooner it will leave you. Okay. The bruise: milk-yellow. You are what you cover up." (glue - War of the Foxes)

THE EXCITED CHINCHILLA "You wanted happiness, I can't blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you're not miserable." (seaside improvisation - Crush)

THE PRIME MINISTER'S FIRST DAY "Every morning the same big and little words all spelling out desire, all spelling out You will always be alone and then you will die. So maybe I wanted to give you something more than a catalogue of non-definitive acts, something other than desperation." (litany in which certain things are crossed out (GOATED) - Crush)

THE LEFTENMOST WINDOW "The voice wants to be a hand and the hand wants to do something useful. What did you really want? Someone to pass this with me. You wanted more. I wanted what everyone wants. He raises the moon on a crane for effect, cue the violins. That's what the violins are for. And yes, he raises the moon on a crane and scrubs it until it shines. So what does it shine on? Nothing. Was there no one else? Left-handed truth, right-handed truth, there's no pure way to say this." (unfinished duet - Crush)

THE NEIGHBOUR'S UNDER THE BED "I wanted to explain myself in an understandable way. I gave shape to my fears and made excuses. I varied my velocities, watched myself sleep. Something's not right about what I'm doing but I'm still doing it-" (birds hover the trampled field - War of the Foxes)

THE MILKMAN "More love streaming out the wrong way, and I don't want to be the kind that says the wrong way. But it doesn't work, these erasures, this constant refolding of pleats. There were some nice parts, sure, all lemondrop and mellonball, laughing in silk pyjamas and grains of sugar on the toast, love love or whatever, take a number. I'm sorry it's such a lousy story." (litany in which certain things are crossed out - Crush)

[margocooper]

Козлобородник луговой (Tragopogon pratensis)

Козлобородник луговой известен еще и под следующими народными названиями: молочник, чертова борода, борода Козлова, какиш, бычок, кочеток, косматик, кудрявка и многими другими. 

Meadow goat beard

Meadow goat beard is also known under the following popular names: milkman, devil's beard, Kozlov's beard, kakish, goby, kochetok, kosmatik, curly and many others.

[gmanwhore]

I saw someone do this but uh. My TNMN ships but I assign all of them song lyrics. Yippee.

Roman x Lois

Roman: "Nothing in the world belongs to me/but my love is mine all mine all mine" (My Love, Mine All Mine)

Lois: "My sweetheart's piano is rat filled/and mine is infested with bugs/though the music we make is unnatural/it sounds just like falling in love" (Butch 4 Butch by Rio Romeo)

Gloria x Arnold

Gloria: "What if when he sees me/I like him and he knows it?/What if he opens up a door/and I can't close it? (What If He Sees Me from Waitress)

Arnold: "We fit together like the ignition and the key/and you're safe and sound with me" (Safe and Sound by Hawksley Workman)

Nacha x Francis

Nacha: "Just one look and I can heat a bell ring/One more look and I forget everything" (Mamma Mia by ABBA)

Francis: "Say you're still her/The woman you were/and you haven't turned into/Someone who could never love me again" ((Cover This Song) Just a Little Bit Mine by Will Wood)

Selenne x Margarette x Nacha

Margarette: "Gonna do my very best, baby can't you see/Gotta put me to the test, take a chance on me" (Take a Chance by ABBA)

Nacha: "Where do you get off/being so god damn beautiful?/Oh lord!/Don't ask me what I mean" (White Knuckle Jerk (Where Do You Get Off?) by Wil Wood)

Selenne: "No, I'm not falling for you/so, please have mercy on me" (Despair by Leo)

Steven x Francis 2/Scarlet Milkman

Steven: "I don't care what they say about us anyways/I don't care 'bout that" (Buddy Holly by Weezer)

Francis 2: "Kiss me until my lips are bruised/till there's blood pooled all around our shoes/hold me tight within your arms/till my ribs are shattered and deformed!" (English translation of Suki Suki Daisuke by Jun Togawa)

Francis x Mclooy

Francis: "One last kiss/I need you like I need a gaping head wound" (Love You Like an Alcoholic by The Taxpayers)

Mclooy: "And I said oh gosh golly you should call your pops probably/or get the cops on me" (Bad Vibes by That Handsome Devil

Izaack x Robertsky x Elenois (Izzack and Elenois are dating Robertsky separately he has two hands)

Izzack: "They're telling you the same things that I planned to say/I thought I was unique/maybe I'm not that way" (I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend by Hot Freaks)

Robertsky: "Hold me, I'm your bunny/tell me I'm not funny/tell me I'm legit" (Puppy Princess by Hot Freaks)

Elenois: "Hey, boy, where do you get it from?/hey, boy, where did you go?/I learned my passion in the good old-fashioned school of lover boys" (Good ol' Loverboy by Queen)

Lois x Rafttellyn

Lois: "When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night/with your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife/and when you think about me, all of those years ago/you're standing face to face with "I told you so"/you know I hate to say, "I told you so"/you know I hate to say, but, I told you so" (Good Luck, Babe by Chappell Roan)

Rafttellyn: "I had to have this talk with you/my happiness depends on you/and whatever you decide to do" (Jolene by Dolly Parton)

This next one is something I don't actually ship but they are in fics I'm writing so like

Izaack x Angus x Francis (Angus is cheating on Izzack with Francis and on Francis with Izaack)

Izzack: "And the more that I am in pain, the more that you'll gain/and to me, that seems like a pretty fair trade/you bite, my nervous system ignites/the tormenting spite, sacrifices must be made" (Misery Meat by Sodikken)

Angus: "You're the only one who's making me come/to my sinful senses/I'll never love anyone the same/I'll never feel ashamed of using you for pleasure" (Using You by Mars Argo)

Francis: Go on and step on me/you're free to have everything you can see/all that you want from me/you're free to be all that you want to be/do what you want with me" (Step on Me by The Cardigans)

[weirdbooksifoundatwork]

Only took this one because it reminded me of one of the most formative pieces of media from my childhood, the movie The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra (2001). A hilarious send up of D-list sci-fi schlock of the 1950’s, it permanently altered my family’s personal vocabulary. Early on, a scientist and his wife ask a local farmer for directions to a cabin where they’ll be staying, leading to this exchange:

“Stay on this road here. Past Dead-Man’s-Curve you’ll come to an old fence called the Devil’s Fence. From there go on foot till you come to a valley known as the Cathedral of Lost Soap. Smack in the center is what they call ‘Forget the Milkman’s Quadrangle’; stay right on the Path of Staring Skulls and you come to a place called Death Clearing. Cabin’s right there, can’t miss it.”

“Boy, that doesn’t sound too inviting.”

“Oh, well, a lot of folks’re superstitious in these parts, what with the legend of Cadavra Cave, and all…”

Skeleton Canyon would feel right on home on that list.

I’d highly recommend you check it out if you’ve never heard of it— I recently got to introduce my wife to it for the first time and she loved it. Luckily the whole thing is up for free on YouTube.

[facepeeled]

"and there she was / on the bathroom floor / there was a small hole in the front / of her head... and a very large hole in the back / her brains were slowly climbing down the wall beneath her. / her legs were splayed open and her dress was pulled up. / her fractured skin was ripped and bleeding, / bone protruding at unnatural angles, / she looked as though she were still screaming, / but her throat was full of cockroach eggs, / and there was only the incessant / hum of high-wire lines / blistering his lungs with cancer / panties tight around her neck / hair, a matted bloody mess / she watched me with milky white eyes and listened with dead ears."

#FACEPEELED: a writing blog for CRICKET FARROW, an independent, private, mutuals only ORIGINAL HORROR CHARACTER.

"i told her about the milkman who looks / like a weasel and quietly fantasizes / about slowly pushing his letter opener into my spine / i told her about our president, / possessed by the devil and a lust for dead boys. / i ate a snickers bar for lunch / that was full of razorblades / and washed it down with contamination and tap water / it's slowly eating my insides / cell by cell i left her, and her / memories there on the bathroom tile / and went into the living room i turned on the t.v. / and in the blue fluorescent light of god / we're dead / the locust swarm from open mouths that sing / thy kingdom come / the shotgun's warm, / the room is red / the sky is always gray / and underneath / the godless gray / a billion corpses pray: / "there's enough rat poison for us all...""

WARNING: contains taboo themes and extreme horror. read pages before interaction. due to the nature of this blog, no persons under 18 may follow.

[liege-of-the-bees]

Theory time! Bc I'm sleep-deprived and slightly tipsy (Also shout-out to my roommate who has heard most of these as rants via DM)

(For future reference, this was written after S7e11)

Spoilers Abound, most of these are barely believable, but like Riverdale, just enjoy the camp/ the potential.

The Rocky Horror song is foreshadowing that the memories are coming back – it's the first time they've really actively (as far as I remember) broken the 50s illusion, Veronica is absolutely the type to have watched RHPS, and if not her, defo Kevin.

The Milkman is Lou Cipher/the devil (Why? Idk, you tell me)

The Tabitha that came back in episode 9 is present-day Tabitha, and 50s Tabitha is still on tour with her parents. I don't really have any evidence for this other then it's pretty far into the season for none of that plotline to have appeared and I think it would be a fun plot twist

The reason Jughead kept his memories initially (speaking of, I have a whole rant about why erasing his memories episode 1 was an awful decision on the writer's part, I may post that at some point, lmk.) was because Tabitha subconsciously wanted him to remember her.

They're actually all dead in S7, and the 50s illusion is just purgatory. Tabitha is working behind the scenes to try and bring them back to life– if you 'die' in purgatory you can't be brought back, hence the milkman storyline I guess? Possibly an agent of Pickens. Tabitha erased Jughead's memories so people wouldn't panic and thus increase the likelihood of someone getting hurt. Hence why Julian Blossom is alive. My only evidence for this tbh is that when all the 'first-borns' and Jughead dies the afterlife thingy was also 50s themed. (Update: checked the scene in e1, Jughead even questions if this is the afterlife, and Tabitha denies it, saying that she had a plan-B, which was this. So she could either be lying, or as it is purgatory, telling the truth, as this is not 'The sweet hereafter')

[commonguttersnipe]

Requested by @thesuetyouforgot!!

This was very fun to make…

-These Boots Are Made For Walking by Nancy Sinatra

-Arabella by Arctic Monkeys

-Boyfriend by Dove Cameron

-Circus by Britney Spears

-I Can Get What I Want by Banned Of St Trinians

-Lose Control by The Saturdays

-Lay All Your Love On Me by ABBA

-SOS by Rihanna

-Hanging On The Telephone by Blondie

-Venus by Bananarama

-Lovegame by Lady Gaga

-You’re The Devil In Disguise by Elvis Presley

Keep requesting!!

[bluecoolr]

About Me

tagged by @the-pinstriped-hood my beloved

Nickname: Blue, Bluey, Bloo Blue ♡

Age: 22

Height: am smol 5'1"

Sign: Cancer ♋️🦀 snip snip put me in a rangoon

Last Google search: *shoulder grip meme* which I sent to Plant in the DMs

Last song stuck in my head: "I Do" by ABBA for a while now...

Sleep: I usually hit the hay at around 11 pm or later. Then I get up at say 7 in the morning for coffee/breakfast.

Dream job: If I had it my way I'd be a fulltime artist or a screenplay writer or even a librarian - far away from the career path I chose.

Wearing: These slutty purple cheerleader shorts and a white tanktop. Dress everyday like you're trying to impress Bo Sinclair ig

Favorite Songs: Milkman's Son - Ugly Kid Joe and Interstate Love Song - Stone Temple Pilots <- never gonna get tired of these songs

Favorite instrument: the guitar ♡

Aesthetic: Normcore. I am outwardly unremarkable.

Favorite author(s): Cornelia Funke, Stephen King, Patricia Cornwell (?) <- The only authors I actively sought out. Nowadays, I hone in on a book's genre/theme than who wrote it. They also heavily influenced the way I write.

Favorite color: Blue :D

Favorite animal sounds: When cats make the polite "mmrrk/mrreeow" sounds when they wanna be pet

Last song: IDGAF - Dua Lipa

Last series: The Last of Us - HBO

Random: I'm left-handed

Tagging (but no pressure!): @probably-a-plant-thing @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @shonkgobonk @devil-doll13 @slaasherslut @tahlalilian @solmints-messyocdiary @ventiswampwater @raccoonspooky @visceravalentines @6lostgirl6

Only if you want ofc ♡

[unikittybigbrightworldau]

Citizens and Background Characters Galore

I'll add some bite-sized bits of info for minor characters and background characters I haven't talked about yet.

🎊 Fanmade Unikingdom Citizens:

Mabel

Pepper

Calvin

Beatrice

William

Gracey

Marie

Ink

Val

Ribbon

Pheasala, a noisy pheasant/salamander who trained with Hawkodile and Eagleator in the dojo

Maya

Annie

Ringo

Carmine, Mabel’s father

Meryl, Mabel’s mother

Millie, Mabel’s older sister

Scarlet, Mabel’s younger sister

Douglas and Max, Mabel’s younger brothers

Princess Unear, Unikitty and Puppycorn’s mother who is retired

Prince Pericorn, Unikitty and Puppycorn’s father who is also retired

Rosa, a soft-hearted axolotl

Bigbang, an exuberant sports commentator

😠 Fanmade Frowntown Citizens:

Master Cupid

Estelle

May

Samuel

Jane

Mayor Melancholia

🍨 Citizens of Ice Cream Land:

King Dairycone

Queen Snowcorn

Neapolitan

Floela, a friend of Neapolitan's and a butterfly enthusiast

Judge Fudge, a fudge square judge who hears proceedings in Ice Cream Land’s local courthouse and carries out the laws the king and queen create

Coco, a chocolate ice cream

Mintfoot, a mint chocolate chip ice cream with large feet

Dough, an ice cream sandwich 

Toffee Chip, a vanilla ice cream with toffee chips on his head

Caramella, a caramel square

Sprinklehead, a strawberry ice cream with thousands of sprinkles

Bananilla, a hybrid of vanilla and banana-flavored ice cream

Randy, a bubblegum ice cream

Marshscotch, a hybrid of a marshmallow square and a butterscotch square

Cottonette, a cotton candy ice cream

Wafflecone, a waffle cone 

Browncake, a hybrid of brownie batter and cake batter ice cream

Sunday, an ice cream sundae

Olivia, a peanut butter-flavored ice cream

Iceberry, a snow cone involved with the Ice Cream Bowl Palace Guard

Jamison Woolforth

Dawn Woolforth

The Milkman, a cow who harvests milk from the waterways and delivers it to people throughout Ice Cream Land

🦢 Citizens of Swan Lake:

Angela, a ballet instructor and Swanna's mom

Christopher, a trumpetist and Swanna's dad

Ziggy, Swanna's wild little brother

Prime Minister Odetta Swan

Siegfried Swan

Phil, an expert on feelings

Marmotter, aka “Armot,” a marmoset/otter hybrid who Phil was buddies with in college

Fiona, a swan girl

Edmund, Fiona’s brother

Lila, Dr. Fox’s cousin who invented a machine that lets you watch your dreams

🪸 Citizens of Marevi:

Queen Moonlily

King Nettle

Clamilla

Snailtop

Celina, aka Nightrain

Pierre

Elena

Dominic

Felicia

Julien

Yogurt

Meringue

Whip

Emilio, Spike’s grandfather who is a meteorologist and plays the flute

Xenia, Spike’s grandmother who works with undersea technology

Coach Ursula, an oarfish and Shelltop’s volleyball coach

Gabbro, a crab/pufferfish hybrid on Shelltop’s volleyball team and the teammate he’s closest with

Carla, a cardinal fish on Shelltop’s team 

Natalie Nautilusia, a nautilus who is a close friend to Waterlily and Spike

Aura, an oyster and a friend of Waterlily

Dr. Mako, a mako shark who the Seagang and their families regularly go to see for help

Thorn, a sea urchin hairstylist

Basseel, a bass/eel hybrid

Eleanor, a ladyfish

Filippa, Eleanor’s sister

Prudencia, a vaquita

Sardino Beguino, a sardine

Dottie Houndshark, a houndshark 

Angarrot, an angelfish/parrotfish hybrid

Cell, a calico fish (a fictitious species), Eliza, a vampire squid, and Manuel, a manta ray, who all went to film school with Marcella

Chrysa, a crinoid/anemone hybrid and a regular customer of Cream’s family’s bakery

Dave Seaweed, a patch of seaweed who directed Quoth the Penguin, “Nevermore!”, a show that Spike was in

Dolores Whiteside, a white-sided dolphin and drummer

Andreas, an anglerfish

Marlibut, a marlin/halibut hybrid, Cerise Inka, a squid, and The Sea Devil, a seadevil, Marevian musicians who had acting roles in Quoth the Penguin, “Nevermore!”

💐 Citizens of Botania:

Lord Monarch, a monarch butterfly fairy

Fern, one of Kira’s brothers who gardens

Allegra, a butterfly fairy who is a trapeze artist

Zora, a dragontail butterfly who travels across the drier regions

Bia, who makes tools and structures using things she finds in nature

Emi, Kira's grandmother who raised her and her siblings

Desiréé, a deer/mole hybrid

Rose, a rose/ruby Gemflower

Carnation, a carnation/rose quartz Gemflower

Sapphire, a morning glory/sapphire Gemflower

Cherry Blossom, a cherry blossom/cherry blossom agate Gemflower

Freesia, a freesia/carnelian Gemflower

Moonstone, an angel’s trumpet/moonstone Gemflower

Needle

Jessie, Dr. Fox’s grandmother, who has a degree in environmental science

Lucinda, her great-grandmother

Jay, her great-uncle

Forrest, Felix, Don and Rosemary, Benton’s cousins

Vita, her older sister

👑 Citizens of Elegancia:

Prince Alfredo, a white peacock and son of Queen Carnelia

Princess Anastasia, a pink peacock and daughter of Queen Carnelia

Captain Ember, a phoenix and head of the Elegancian royal guard

Sir Arthur Wolf

Felicity Wolf

Benton, Dr. Fox’s father who engineered a space-traveling car

Carriette, Dr. Fox’s mother

Boomerang, her younger brother

Rover, her uncle who is a forensic scientist

Daisy, Rover’s wife and the creator of Snapdragon

Nico, one of Dr. Fox’s cousins

Kamie and Berry, her youngest cousins

Snowfox, a stuck-up bully of Dr. Fox and Dr. Bunny who was cursed with perceiving herself as ugly

Ivy, a poison ivy/violet hybrid and Snowfox’s friend

Dusty, a paleontologist and archeologist who Dr. Fox and Dr. Bunny knew in their classes

🪄 Citizens of Charm Valley: 

Estara, one of Trey’s mothers who can predict the future

Luna, Trey’s other mother

Arcentharion, the elf mage who rules over Charm Valley

Hilda, Imogen’s aunt

———

*Queen Carnelia was created by CharStar. The characters I listed here were created by me.

**Snowfox was a collab between me and CharStar. Her @ is ButterflyRage410 on Wattpad.

[mistermonkey689]

The Devil Is A Freeloader (3)

The milkman

[julysn]

my daddy said the devil looks a lot like you

francis mosses / milkman x fem!reader. nsfw

includes praise, implied chubby reader (it’s mentioned once), breeding! milk as lube, mention of pregnancy, pure and unfiltered smut. it’s as smutty as can be.

read on ao3

wc: ≈1330

song: the edge of heaven - wham!

notes: wrote this while i was at school. erm. oopsie..

title is from the edge of heaven ! anyways.

You never thought you’d find yourself in a situation like this.

But you certainly weren’t complaining.

There you were, back pressed against the wall as your tongue swirled around the resident milkman’s mouth. You wanted to explore every single crevice within, memorize the little imperfections that structured him beautifully.

“Milkman..” You gasped out breathlessly as he pulled away, giving you a second to relax as his ministrations continued on the lower part of your body. His cold, calloused fingers began to gently rub your clothed clit, causing high-pitched yet deeply soulful moans to escape your lips.

“Shh,” He coos, his free hand coming up to place a finger against your mouth in a shushing manner. You reluctantly bit back soft whimpers. You practically melted into his touch, wanting nothing but to obey each and every command he may give you. His voice was just oh-so dulcet and velvety, like a lullaby to your ears that you never wanted to let go of. “Just call me Francis, darling.”

And so, you forced your whimpers to come out as quietly as possible as the milkman, or, Francis slowly tugged your lovely skirt down, revealing the elegant pair of panties you donned. He licked his lips softly, giving your hips a little squeeze as he led you over to the couch.

You sat down, watching as Francis loomed over you as a tall and imposing figure. He slowly kneeled in between your legs, leaving gentle yet sensual kisses down from your thighs all the way up to your wet clit. Your lips parted to let out faint gasps and whines as he did so, your eyes drifting down to meet his seductive gaze.

“Francisfrancisfrancis, ah..” You babbled mindlessly, throwing your head back as his tongue began to swirl circles around your sensitive wetness. He was quite elegant and composed, even during moments when passion and lust were meant to take over your consciousness.

Your back arched forward, head buried within the sobering solace of your couch cushions as the milkman’s ministrations began to accelerate in both speed and intensity. He slowly stood up, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants to reveal his completely erect cock, positioning himself in front of your cunt.

A loud. whiny gasp escaped your lips as Francis began to slick his hardened, dripping-with-pre-cum member up and down your clit as you threw your hand over your mouth and allowed your eyes to roll back. You couldn’t believe that your neighborhood milkman, a man supposed to be innocuous, could make you feel as good as this.

A part of you was wondering if he had seduced the other women in your neighborhood and done the same to them, but it didn’t matter to you. He was putting his experience to good use.

“Are you ready?” Francis asks softly, head tilted lightly as his hands gently squeezed and fondled your chubby hips. The abyss of pleasure he had thrown you down left you a bit dazed, so it took you a few seconds before you nodded in affirmation.

He turned away, pulling out a bottle of milk and pouring some into his hand as he began to rub it all over his shaft. He can’t be- no, he was using milk as lubricant. You blinked, watching in a mix of excitement and bewilderment as he smeared the white liquid all over his large cock, making his veins glisten with anticipation and sensuality.

“Is.. is that milk?!”

“Mmhm. Can you turn over and lay on your stomach?”

You nod, flipping over laying down on the couch as your hands latched onto a pillow and you tilted your head back to look at him.

“Good girl,” Francis coos as he began to gradually slide himself inside of you from behind, his shaft beginning to fill your insides as he steadily held onto your hips to keep you from squirming around too much. The sensation was quite the thrilling one, and the taboo of getting “down and dirty” with the milkman was exciting you even more.

“Francis-!” You gasped out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the brunette began to pump his hips into yours, seemingly going deeper and deeper with every thrust. You weren’t sure if it was just the ecstasy of the ordeal confusing you, or if he was getting more aggressive, but you certainly weren’t complaining. His size was quite.. impressive, and it was definitely helping your pleasure levels.

“You’re doing good, princess.” Francis praised, smirking coyly. He continued to thrust into you, letting out deep grunts and groans that were a symphony of lust for your ears. His hands gripped your hips, occasionally sliding down to your butt to give your cheeks a little squeeze of both affection and ardor.

“What if you get me pregnant?” You ask breathlessly, the pounding of his hips into your soft ass sending you to the edge of heaven as you tilt your head back to meet his gaze. His eyes were filled with lust and lechery, nothing more to show that his attention was completely focused on pleasuring you.

“We’d have a bastard child,” He says calmly, shrugging lightly as if it was nothing but a regular day for him. You wondered if it was a regular day for him, to just casually seduce and probably impregnate the women he delivered milk to. Your thoughts washed away as he thrust harder and harder, one hand sliding upwards from gripping your hips to getting itself tangled within your soft locks. “But I’d marry you before anyone finds out.”

His reassuring words and tone would’ve calmed you down had it not been for the fact that the two of you were actively engaging in intercourse at the moment. The feeling of Francis sliding in and out of your sensitive opening from behind was clouding your senses, and hell, clouding your vision too. Your eyes were hazy as you could barely make out the outline of your television, but it was fine. This felt perfect.

Would it be improper to say that you were getting the milkman’s milk?

And would it be even worse to say that you were enjoying each and every second his dick slid in and out of you?

“So, so good..” You mumble into the pillow, panting as pearls of sweat dripped down your forehead and slid onto the cloth of the pillow you were grasping onto. His hips continued to slam into your rear as his fingers gripped your strands of hair tightly, almost pulling them out had it not been for his restraint and slight fear of hurting you.

“You’re taking it well.” Francis comments, moving his hand from your scalp down to your jawline as he gently tilted you to look back at him. Your soft, alluring gaze met his more seductive and lustful one as he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours as your tongues battled in a war of passion and lasciviousity.

“This is.. quite indecent,” You murmured against his lips as you leaned into yet another kiss from him, that simple kiss quickly morphing into a heavy make-out session. Once he finally pulled away, giving your cheeks a soft slap, you moaned louder as his thrusts began to accelerate again.

“Mm.. `m gonna cum soon, babygirl,” He pants out, lifting a hand to wipe away the sweat dotting his hairline as he finally takes his hat off and tosses it aside, revealing his soft brown locks that were tousled and messy. You moaned, realizing that you were close to also tipping off of the edge of heaven as well.

Before you could warn him, the two of you reached your climaxes, his cum filling your insides as your fingernails dug into the pillow and you screamed. It was one of the most pleasuring sensations imaginable, but any coherent thoughts were washed aside by the ecstasy of finally reaching your peak.

“Would you like to go for another round?”

And you immediately nod in affirmation.