#dontlistentokiki

[jessixsweetxlove]

dontlistentokiki replied to your post: dontlistentokiki replied to your post: I have been...

no. porn is supposed to be fun. relax.

I threw it into drafts and walked away. I'm mad at it. >:(

[starbucksbarnes]

dontlistentokiki replied to your post: dontlistentokiki replied to your post: If your...

not for me I dont cut, never did. but you know just in case

no no it's okay. thank you though!

[fuckinghannibal]

anon, it wont up the ratings, but you try btvguide?

It sucks about the ratings, but at this point I just want to get anon watching. 

Thank you for helping out! 

[jessixsweetxlove]

dontlistentokiki replied to your post: I have been working on this writing for like 4...

shhhh no pressure *caresses*

*sobbing* all pressure!

[zaynsskinnyass-blog]

#dontlistentokiki #stag STAAAG #STAG #ss #hannibal tv #leaving tags #nNOO #guess what I'm doing RIGHT NOW? #......writing stag meta that's what #The Stag

i knowww, that's why i tagged you ^^

[starbucksbarnes]

dontlistentokiki replied to your post: If your taking requests please will you write dominant mads with cutting/blood?

trigger warn this ask? for the word ‘cutting’ alone please

of course. sorry D:

[fuckinghannibal]

I noticed a lot of people reblogging my 'hey hannibabes' post from your blog. They changed the url so I updated the post, Just letting you know :3

Thank you. I appreciate it. :)

[crankywhenprovoked]

I'm officially going to bed, I'm actually tired and have to get up somewhat early tomorrow

So good night and I love you all *hugs and kisses* And thank you for the neck kisses, it feels much better

[jessixsweetxlove]

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*squishes*

*giggles* Whaaaat. Just cause I write porn and try to guise it as classy shit doesn't mean anything. I swears! 

Even if I do it all the fucking time.

[starbucksbarnes]

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    It was a bit of a struggle at first. Since the moment you'd met each other it had just been fight after fight after fight. You could just not stay in the same room together for more than ten minutes without falling into a fight over the smallest of things. You still had no idea how the hell you ended up in this weird relationship anyways.     "God damn it, Mads, I said no! I don't want that stupid couch for this living room and that's the end of it!"     "Why do you have to be so difficult, it's just a stupid couch."     "Me? Difficult? You don't even know what you're talking about. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?"     "Listen. I don't really want to-"     "Just. Shut up, Mads," you sighed, giving your back to him.     "Turn around, look at me. You know I hate it when you give me your back."     "I give you my back all I want, Mikkelsen."     Mads put his hand on your shoulder but you shook it off and turned around, glaring at him "What is your problem, Mikkelsen, don't touch me."     "I just-".     You growled and grabbed onto his shirt, your fists curling up on it. "No, you listen here. I think it's time to show you who's boss around here."     "Certainly-"     "Not you, my dear sweetheart," you smiled up at him, and then grinned dangerously when his eyes sparked with rebellion. You slid your hands up and around his neck, squeezing for  a moment before you smashed your mouth against his, biting down on his lower lip and tugging.     He moaned and his arms slid around your waist, pressing you close and you wrapped one leg around his waist, hoping he'd get the hint. His hands slid down to your ass and he pulled you up.    You wrapped your legs around his waist and gasped "Bedroom. Now."     He nodded and stumbled towards the room, groaning and stopping when you pulled away from his mouth to bite down his neck hard enough to bruise.     "Did I tell you to stop?" you gasped, grinding your hips against his hard cock through his jeans and your hands tightening on his neck as pleasure ran through your body.     He gasped, his eyes fluttering and you felt his cock twitch. He shook his head and you felt his resolve start to crumble as his shoulders slumped slightly. He started walking shakily over your room and when he got to the bed, he dumped you on it, laying on top of you and sliding his fingers through your hair, pulling you away from his neck and trying to kiss you, but you quickly pulled one hand away from his neck, slid the other one to the front and squeezed harder, putting your free hand over his mouth and tsking.     "No, no, no. I didn't give you any permission to kiss me, Maddie. Or did I?" you frowned thoughtfully and you felt your panties dampen further when his face progressively started turning red and his hand tightened on your hair. You closed your eyes and moaned, squeezing his neck a little harder and throwing your head back.     You turned around and switched positions, pressing him against the bed instead and grinding your hips against him some more and burying your nails in his neck slightly before letting go and smiling as he took in a deep breath. He gasped and looked up at you, his pupils dilated and his hands now laying limply by his head.     "See? You're not really," you poked his nose "The boss around here, love. Not really" you giggled, before you slid your hands down and pulled down his sweatpants with ease, smiling when you realized he was going commando.     You got up on the bed and watched as he widened his eyes and his hands reached up to grab at you but you slapped them away "Did I say you could touch?" before you slid your shorts off your legs along with your underwear and straddled him facing his hardening cock.     Your mouth watered as you leaned down and grabbed him with your hand, spitting a decent amount of saliva over your fist before you let it run between your fingers and started stroking his cock slowly, your chest  tightening at the sound of his strangled moan. You ached your back and slid up closer to his face, shooting a pointed look over your shoulder at him.     "What are you waiting for, Mikkelsen?" His eyes widened in realization and he slid his hands under your thighs, bringing your pussy closer to his mouth and reaching to meet it half way, his tongue licking a long slow stripe right up the middle. You gasped delightedly and ground closer, squeezing his cock. Your eyes fluttered closed as your mouth closed over the mushroom head of his cock and sucked, moaning brokenly as he spurted out a bit of pre-come into your mouth.     You moaned louder when Mads licked that spot you loved so much and then pulled his mouth away from you and his hand away from your thigh. You slid down halfway down his cock when you heard him sucking his fingers and started bobbing your head slowly, your tongue running over the veins that covered his hard shaft.     You gave a firm squeeze to the base of his cock and then took him in all the way with a gasp and a gag when Mads slid two fingers inside of you with no further preamble. You whimpered and breathed frantically through your nose, trying not to gag when you swallowed around him, earning a loud moan from him that made your clit vibrate when he pressed his mouth against it. He started licking eagerly and grunting when your head started bobbing again and your other hand went down to squeeze his balls. His hips ached up and off the bed, which earned a loud groan from you and a gag, but you squeezed his cock and he gasped and tried to tongue fuck you along with his fingers, which made more tears build up at the corner of your eyes with pleasure.     You whimpered around his cock and sucked more enthusiastically and were starting to lose track of time when suddenly you pulled away roughly, crying out hoarsely when he nibbled at your labia and tugged. You stroked his cock faster and felt it twitch in your hands, pre-come now leaking steadily from the tip of his cock and between your fingers. You reached down shakily and licked some of it off and cried out again when he slid in a third finger.     "God damn it, Mads, I'm so close! Right there! Right there!" you screamed, and then sobbed in relief when he maneuvered his hips up and pulled you closer against him, causing you to sit on his face, which elicited a loud moan from you as you pulled your hand away from his balls and placed it on his stomach for balance, the other one still stroking his cock shakily. You started riding his face, your clit rubbing against his tongue and fingers as they slid out of you. Your nails buried in his belly when felt your orgasm start deep in your belly and suddenly spread throughout you, causing you to scream and squeeze his cock hard, which seemed to set Mads off too as he suddenly came hard all over your hand and up his stomach to your other hand and your thighs.     You stroked him clumsily through it and rode his face lazily, breathing shakily and biting your lip, then sliding away from him and collapsing on the bed besides him, laying your face on his thigh and closing your eyes, pressing against him. He groaned and pat your thigh, before pressing a soft kiss to it and turning around sleepily to curl up against you, laying his face on your breasts and wrapping his arms around your waist. You smiled and stroked his hair back, placing a kiss on top of his head and wrapping your legs around him. In that moment you were once again reassured that no matter how much you fought with him, you knew that Mads was the only one for you. 

[veraverorum]

So apparently facebook is not working for me, and neither tumblr. Can access them only from the phone and the use is really limited. This is fate plotting for me to study more, it isn’t?

@Ann: I wish I could answer you in the right modality, but let’s go for this. I’m really sorry for what happened, but so relieved to hear now it’s better. You’re such a precious person Darling <3 Always remember that I love you too @Kiki: be sexy out there and eat lots of sushi for me too <3

[katiebug445]

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………………….wait. is jurassic park 4 an actual thing. katie tell me because i’m gonna die.

June 2014, my love. Jurassic Park 4.

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You could feel your hands sweating as you knocked on the door to Mads’s studio. Come on. Just like you practiced. You can do this.

“Come in.”

You took in a deep breath and pushed the door open, walking in to the small room and turning to close the door quickly behind you. You lingered there for a moment, closing your eyes and nodding to yourself, before you turned around and offered a small smile

“Hi, Mr. Mikkelsen.”

“Good evening. Here for your evening appointment I presume?”

“Y-you could say that,” you stammered, licking your lips nervously and tugging at the edge of your skirt.

You’d thought it was too short when Mads had pointed it out to you when you went shopping, but the glint in his eyes told you this was exactly what he wanted. He looked up from his stack of papers, raising his eyebrow. Your eyes fell to his mouth as he blew out the smoke from the cigarette and you felt yourself get even wetter, and your hands shake a little more. He smirked gently. You watched as Mads put out the cigarette and stood up, buttoning his suit absently and walking around the desk, before standing in front of it and leaning back, nodding towards the chair in front of him. You nodded and walked over to it, trying not to touch him as you sat down. You kept your eyes on his shoes, trying to ignore the fact that his crotch was a mere two feet from your face.

“Look at me.”

You looked up, your bottom lip trembling and your legs shaking from the raw lust and excitement running through your veins.

“Do you know why you’re here?”

You nodded. He hadn’t given you permission to talk, just asked you a simple question.

“Answer me.”

“Because I’ve been a very bad girl, Mr. Mikkelsen” you whispered, flushing and pressing your thighs closer together.

You watched as his face turned smug and that smirk tugged at the edge of his lips again.

“That you’ve been” he stated casually, like his cock wasn’t hardening inside his dress pants and his eyes weren’t eating your thighs up. 

He stepped closer, and your eyes widened as his hands cupped your face and he tugged gently, asking you silently to stand up. You obeyed, and saw him lick his lips as he asked “Why have you been naughty, dear?”

Your eyes fluttered as you felt his leg slide between yours, the rough fabric of his dress pants rubbing against your bare legs and creating goosebumps on your skin.

“Because I’ve touched myself to thoughts of you, Mr. Mikkelsen.”

You heard the hitch in his breath and sighed in relief as his mouth came down harshly on yours. He pulled you close and your fingers unbuttoned his vest before you clung to the lapels helplessly, bringing him closer, but just as soon as the kiss started, it finished, and he turned you around until you were pressed up against the desk.

“Then I guess we’re going to have to do something about that. Turn around and bend over, hands on the desk,” he grumbled, and you quickly complied, spreading your legs slightly for balance and feeling the ool air hit your warm wet pussy. He’d asked you to ditch the underwear, and it quickly dawned on you why when he pulled your skirt up and stroked your ass. He wanted easy access, he wanted to-

Smack! Wrong.

You cried out in surprise, your head whipping around to watch him, and he searched your eyes quickly for approval, but you were shaking so hard, suddenly so horny that you didn’t know what to do or say except “Mads, please”.

His shoulders relaxed and his eyes turned hard once more. You felt the second blow, and the third, and so on until your voice was hoarse and your ass and thighs were hot, your pussy dripping and sweat running down your body. You turned around to watch him, and you shivered as you realized that his hair had come out of its formal slicked back style and was now hanging over his eyes, at some point without you realizing he’d discarded the jacket and his tie and the first buttons of his shirt were undone. He looked utterly delectable.

“Mads“ you whimpered, spreading your legs a little wider and wiggling your ass “Please Mads I need you to fuck me, please”.

His eyes flashed and he grabbed your hips and pressed you against him, earning a moan from you when your clit rubbed against his hard cock

“I don’t think you deserve to be fucked. You’ve been a very naughty girl”.

You moaned helplessly, he wasn’t going to leave you like this. He couldn’t. ”Please I’ll do anything!” you begged. You knew he liked it when you begged. He took in a deep breath, and before you realized what he was doing, he pushed you against the desk again and unbuckled his pants, sliding them and his underwear down his thighs and sliding his arm under your waist, grabbing his leaking hard cock with one hand and sliding into you easily. You cried out and buried your nails in his arm, pushing back against him and throwing your head back.

“Yes!”

You heard him groan loudly and he didn’t wait long before he started to pound against you. You pushed back against him enthusiastically, feeling yourself near your orgasm faster and faster. He slid his arm away from you and put it between your shoulders, pushing you down over the desk and flattening his body over yours, then grabbing both of your hands and placing them on the edge of the desk to hold on, his hands over yours holding them down as he pound faster and faster into you. You could feel the desk move underneath you but you didn’t care, especially when he hit that spot inside of you that caused you to scream and come without any other further notice. You threw your head back and then to the side when he buried his face in your neck and started licking it, then nibbling and finally biting you hard as his rhythm faltered and he pressed his hips against yours, coming inside of you.

You sighed happily and then placed your cheek against the desk, relaxing at the cool feeling of the glass. Mads squeezed your hands and then kissed the spot where he bit you, before nuzzling it and moving up to your ear, murmuring your name sweetly and smiling. You smiled along with him and when he kissed your cheek and pulled out of you, you bit your lip. He slid his arm underneath you again and collapsed on the chair you were originally on. You curled up against him on his lap and buried your face in his neck, slightly dozing off as he stroked your back.

“Will I be expecting you tomorrow?”

“Of course, Mr. Mikkelsen,” you smiled.

You always had to be a faithful patient.