#f: big man

[kah-way-loh]

So it seems Big Man is picky about what kind of batteries I use. He refuses to run on Duracells (which are new from the package and have been tested in other Furbs) but he likes Exides and works perfectly fine with those?

[sageyxbabey]

Every Move You Make

MDNI John Price x Fem!Reader | your husband likes to watch you

Inspired by @the-californicationist who so graciously tagged me with the idea "Price comes home and watches you finger yourself." Teehee c:

WC: ~900 (this is entirely not proofread it might be a bit shit i'm so sorry)

CW: none, really. just mutual masturbation and piv

At last, you allow yourself to melt onto your sheets. Freshly showered and free from work for the day. You should have two hours until your husband makes it home. More than enough time to help yourself release a bit of… pent-up tension. You wriggle your pants off, graceless in your exhaustion, and begin circling your fingers gently over your clit. No need to rush.

You’re finally in the throes of your pleasure, that slow build of warmth and electricity in your core just beginning to culminate into something absolutely delicious, when–

You jolt at the shift in weight at the end of the bed. Eyes flying open, you lock gazes with your husband, one knee resting on the mattress but otherwise preternaturally still, like a wolf waiting for his prey to bolt. He’s early.

“John,” you pant.

“Sorry, love. Didn’t mean to startle you.” His rumbling voice is almost as dangerous as the smile slowly spreading across his face. “Don’t stop on my account.” He moves slowly, sinking his other knee into the bed and shifting forward until your thighs lay over his. 

You don’t move, enthralled by the look on your husband’s face. He’s so very hungry.

 Normally, John would have slapped your hands aside by now and taken over for you. Wasn’t that one of the benefits of having a partner? Orgasms that you didn’t have to give yourself? 

He raises an eyebrow, looking between your face and your glistening cunt, “Well? I want to see the show I almost missed out on,” he grumbles.

Ah, it was going to be like that today.

Your fingers dip into the slick arousal pooling at your entrance before returning to dance over your clit. Your eyes never leave John’s face, but his stare is fixed upon the movements of your hand, licking his chops. He hums, big hands stroking over the sensitive skin of your thighs, soothing you like a wild animal. He’s burning you alive, you just know it. Every nerve ending lights up at his touch like iron filings following the pull of a magnet. There’s no stopping the moan that crawls out of your throat, and your pussy clenches pitifully around nothing. 

Empty, empty, empty.

You need your husband. You need your John inside you. 

When you’re finally considering begging, you watch him bend his head forward. “Stop,” he says. 

‘Thank fuck,’ you think. At last, your husband is going to take care of it, and you can relax–

You hear him spit. You feel wetness land on your clit and meander down to your opening.

“Alright,” he whispers with a short nod, “Continue.”

You blink at him owlishly, frustration building with each pulse of arousal through your swollen clit. It’s only now that you realise John has shucked his work trousers down to the mid-thigh without your notice, one large hand fisted tightly around his cock. You tease yourself again, this time with the wet gift he has provided you, and his hand starts to move.

You stop. He stops. You speed up, he speeds up.

He smirks, a low chuckle escaping him. He looks like a dragon billowing smoke. “Thank you for finally catching on, love, I was worried you’d leave me to play all by myself.” That smile from earlier turns into a full-on grin, just a little too toothy to be innocent. 

Dangerous, your husband.

That’s okay. You’ve always liked it when he puts those teeth around your neck.

“Don’t worry, darling,” you sigh. His eyes snap to your face for a moment at your words, before they focus back on his prize. “I’ll always play with you,” you croon. Your free hand trails a path from your knee to your centre, one fingertip circling lazily around your entrance. Your husband’s eyes narrow viciously. 

“Don’t,” he growls. His hand stills on the base of his cock, watching. Waiting. Hunting.

You laugh and thrust two fingers inside yourself.

You barely get to crook them before John snaps, massive paw wrenching your hands from your flesh, notching himself against your cunt before sliding home in one smooth stroke. You’re not laughing now. You’re shrieking. 

“You little fucking minx, you just couldn’t help yourself. Are you happy?” He asks, the weight of his hips pinning you open beneath him like a butterfly under glass. You’re grinning like the cat that got the cream, cheeks burning with mirth. Your husband chuckles darkly at the sight.

“Of course you’re fucking happy.” John pulls out until he’s barely inside of you, “Can never let me sit back and watch, can you? Always so desperate to have your husband inside of you.” He drives his point home with a brutal thrust, and you wail at the feeling of his tip popping past the tight ring of muscles just behind your entrance. 

“Yes,” you cry. “Always want you inside, need you inside…” Your words trail off into moans, clawing at John’s shoulders until his entire body is draped on top of you, crushing you into the mattress. It takes barely a minute before you’re bearing down on his cock with a blinding orgasm.

You let your wolf devour you that night.

tag list:

@universitypenguin @teenagellamaangel @frogtowne

[andy-clutterbuck]

requested by Anonymous

[saturnniidae]

Shout out to Sweet tooth for having strong male-female friendships that end in tragedy but remain completely platonic as well as little to no romance throughout the entire show

[yourbarelylegaltoy]

I kinda want someone to spike my drink. maybe fuck their cum into me so deep I wake up with it still leaking out of my pussy.

[kiddphel]

happy pride months to self shippers and their masc lesbian f/os. their femme gay man f/os. their gnc f/os. happy pride to selfshippers with canonically trans f/os and f/os they headcanon to be trans. happy pride to the masculine f/os who wear makeup.

happy pride to self shippers and their f/os and whatever gender expression makes them happy

[apricote]

sixth (and final!) member of the family was adopted. her name is sadie :)

[0livia-irl]

Can I sit on your lap daddy?

[biblically-accurate-dca]

sb humanizations + various vannys :3

[vgtrackbracket]

Video Game Track Bracket Round 3

BIG SHOT from Deltarune

vs.

Thunder Tornado (Tornado Man Stage) from Mega Man 9

Propaganda under the cut. If you want your propaganda reblogged and added to future polls, please tag it as propaganda or otherwise indicate this!

BIG SHOT:

NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE BIG SHOT! BE A BIG BE A BIG BE GET SHOT!

Everyone likes to [CANNED LAUGHTER] at Spamton G. Spamton for being the game's [TUMBLR SEXYMAN], but the theme is a legitimate [MAESTAHPEECE]. The use of previous leitmotifs combined with [CONTEXT COMPILATION] turns a [NO MORE HEROES 2: DESPERATE STRUGGLE] into one with drama, stakes, and [PIPIS]. The lore implications of using [THE WORLD REVOLVING] and [POWER OF NEO], combined with Spamton Neo's [HOT BOD] adds an extra layer of mystery to this [WHOLESALE SEVEN LAYER DIP]. Plus, don't you wanna be a [BIIIG SHOT]?

[andy-clutterbuck]

6x16 | Last Day on Earth

[yourlocal-goodgirl]

there's a severe lack of hand pics in my dms/asks

[royaltea000]

An extremely American post

[lesbiandemondaddy]

Every lyric drawing for HBx3 in Useless Magic 💙

[citroncynique]

I haven't drawn Marie/Meursault in a while and I was desperate for it so hey, there's probably a mirror world where they get to walk along the beaches of District U and NOTHING BAD HAPPENS

[tyrianludaship]

Today is gonna be a classic heavy type day I guess. Okay, okay, fine, I'll trust the brainrot.

(also I miswritten cleavage. goddamnit im embarrassed /lighthearted)

Proships DNI