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guzmandeman 💪🌶️ Last one! A dream is a dream, yesterday I hadn't had the chance to get really emotional but today everything came out. Your talent, your passion and work defines you, and I feel super lucky to be able to document that by your side. Proud of you and proud of Team 55

We will go for more!!!!

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☆ the wrong way to hard launch (15) | OP81

summary : oscar's girlfriend is a walking pr problem for literally everyone (including herself) social media au

pairing : oscar piastri x zhou!fem!singer!oc

a/n tantalisingly close yet still a bit too far (first oscar podium of the season!!!) also btw this is gonna be my last post for a little bit, i'm in my exam season, i just wanted to let you guys know!

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omg proof of life

3:28 the subtle comedy of her being so close to the f1 world while being scared of going fast 😭

we need more interviews of her! she's an absolute delight to listen to

don't be shy, release the uncut version

choosing your bf over your literal blood-related cousin is lowkey wild ↳ i mean if you think about it like this: would you rather be driven at high speeds by your cousin who would mess with you or your boyfriend who worships the ground you walk on?

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from the phone of oscar piastri

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selinabui 🎵 Florence + The Machine · Cosmic Love | Florence, Italy

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selinabui i took the stars from my eyes and then i made a map tagged: cameliazzz

oliviarodrigo obsessed with you 💜 ↳ selinabui @.oliviarodrigo liv, baby, we did not plan these tours well, were we aiming for missing each other by two days?

28kaslina24 the florence and the machine lyric caption >>>> WELCOME BACK QUEEN!!!

oscarpiastri Who'd you have dinner with looking that pretty? ↳ selinabui @.oscarpiastri just this f1 driver, i think he drives for mclaren ↳ landonorris @.selinabui yeah i had a blast at dinner 👍

tina_kim not 100% sold that this is actually her posting... why are they playing mind games with us ↳ pastry81 @tina_kim oscar commented so i remain cautiously optimistic

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from the phone of selina bui

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piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 2h oscar piastri trending on twitter for two reasons: getting adopted by charles leclerc and that video of him very unsubtly checking out his girlfriend ↳ piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 2h i felt like i was intruding but also he was very very attractive in a way that is concerning

jackpot ☆ @slayridgo · 3h lina's reply to olivia's comment made me realise that taylor, olivia and empty bottles are just... bouncing around europe at the same time and that thought was so funny i just had to share it ↳ jackpot ☆ @slayridgo · 3h i have all three tour calendars open and they're narrowly missing each other by like a couple days- selivia are both in the same venue in paris in the SAME WEEK but EB is performing june 10-12 and olivia is june 14-15 but by june 15, EB are in amsterdam all while taylor is in the UK and after taylor's UK leg finishes, she's going to amsterdam which is the same time EB's UK round begins and while olivia's on break ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 49m the music girlies are having a blast

june @linafesting · 2h wait not me just realising that EB's break almost perfectly coincides with the F1 summer break... ↳ june @linafesting · 2h where's that reddit theory that EB planned the tour around the F1 calendar, how long does it take to plan a tour???

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oscarpiastri Circuit de Monaco

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oscarpiastri Feeling the Monégasque love this weekend 💛 tagged: mclaren, charles_leclerc, sennabrazil and institutoayrtonsenna

ninisf1diary Oscar Piastri-Leclerc 😭😭😭

piastri_lina pls don't fall victim to the monaco curse pls pls pls

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opal @pxastrixxx · 7h SHE isn't even attending the monaco gp like figures... ↳ 🕯️manifesting EB3 🕯️@.linabelles · 4h fyi she can't go bc she's performing two sold-out shows milan on race weekend, you would know this if you used your brain

Kas 🎸 @EB_KAS · 3h got put in time out bc i laughed at lina when she walked into a doorframe, someone avenge me ↳ Lando Norris @.LandoNorris · 2h Did she happen to be on the phone with my teammate? ↳ Kas 🎸 @EB_KAS · 14m embarrassingly, yes

president linami @.linaminami · 7m i'm like crying wdym lina was so distracted on the phone with oscar she WALKED INTO A DOORFRAME ↳ president linami @.linaminami · 6m GIRLIE THIS IS SLIGHTLY PATHETIC GET OFF THE GROUND 😭

kayla @luna_apocolypse · 1h somewhere in milan selina bui is screaming bc jenson button is commentating the monaco grand prix ↳ pookie piastri @op81ln4 · 1h context??? ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 47m omg sorry i forget that a lot more f1 fans follow me now 😭 lina had a massive childhood crush on jenson button, there's a photo of her like two inches from the tv staring at him

jess @OPIXSTRI · 21m why do lina and i have the same taste in men :) surely there has to be a jenson button to oscar piastri pipeline out there

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selinabui but it's the monaco grand prix! i never miss the grand prix!

emptybottlesbar All tuned in right before Milan Night 1 🙈

oscarpiastri How's your head? ↳ selinabui @.oscarpiastri i think u know from experience :) ↳ cameliazzz @.selinabui there are CHILDREN on this app

moonbeamlina got catfished by the selfie bc why was the rest just f1

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TMD Tour News @EB-TMDTour · 2h A fan close to the stage interrupts the welcome speech to tell the band about the results of Formula 1 qualifying. I realise how crazy this sounds as I'm typing it up, but I'm being dead serious; congrats to Oscar for a P2 position! #TMDWorldTour ↳ lukas 🔛🔝 @lukiepookie28 · 2h i'm dying they just paused the show for the results, we're only one song into the show, lina's barely gotten thru introductions and then you just hear: "OSCAR P2!" like DAMN way to get her attention

EB Updates @emptybottles_news · 2h Fan: Oscar qualified P2! Lina: Huh? I heard Oscar, what's happening? Oh my god, is qualifying over, how'd it end up? Fan: Piastri P2! Leclerc on pole! Zhou P20! Lina: Oscar P2? *pause* There isn't anything being investigated is there? ↳ piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 2h "there isn't anything being investigated is there" LMAO SHE'S TRAUMATISED FROM IMOLA 😭😭😭 ↳ kay ♡ @ blackcatluna · 1h zhou p20 hurt a little actually, she was so unfazed ↳ jules 🌿 @juliiaapxp · 53m i mean she clearly watched the practice sessions, she knows that the saubers have been dreadful this weekend, she probably expected that result

lina bui x2 grammy winner @urdaisea · 12m why was she so darn hot tonight... is this that famed oscar piastri effect?

president linami @ linaminami · 1h i need her biblically ngl why did that smirk make me blush so hard tonight, i've watched basically every show on these grainy ass live streams but tonight's one got me kicking my legs in the middle of the night

EB Bar @theemptybottlesbar · 23m hey... hey... how y'all doing? ↳ oscalina real ?! @emptyginbottles · 18m i've been tense since fp3 and now i'm being seduced by selina bui so i'm probably not doing very well mentally ↳ kay ♡ @ blackcatluna · 1h with all the love in my heart, tell them to stop being so hot

piaa⁸¹ @.papayaeightyone · 21m oscar is gonna open up this app with hundreds of thousands of EB fans down so bad for his girlfriend and he's gonna get it

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lukaszhang post-show shenanigans tagged: eb_jonno, aidan_ebass, selinabui and cameliazzz

aidan_ebass some of us, i don't wanna name names, are becoming alcohol-dependent ↳ selinabui @aidan_ebass i'm not playing with u, it's jonny ↳ eb_jonno @.selinabui i can't be offended by something that i wholeheartedly agree with

cameliazzz for the record, i don't recall any of this

emptybottlesbar you can be drunk but never camilina ijbol drunk ↳ selinabui @emptybottlesbar you were born in the year 1993, this is embarrassing for everyone ↳ linasgirl4 @.selinabui SHE'S BACK TERRORISING HER MANAGEMENT ACCOUNTS I'VE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER

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pookie piastri @op81ln4 · 2h thoughts and prayers to lina bui bc she decided to have a concert in the middle of the monaco gp where her boyfriend starts from the front row ↳ emme @flowersforcami · 1h technically... the show starts at 5pm and the grand prix should end by like 4:45pm... she could very much so watch it ↳ camilina gfs fr @ drummergf · 1h unfortunately i think they run a soundcheck plus hair and makeup in the lead-up to the show, that's also the reason why she couldn't watch quali! it all takes a bit and cami has said that they eat lunch then start preparing for the show then have a quick dinner then often grab supper after the show ends

Formula 1 @.F1 · 5m 🔴 RED FLAG 🔴 Sainz runs off in Casino Square and there are three cars behind which have made contact #F1 #MonacoGP ↳ emme @flowersforcami · 2m lmao yeah no lina aint watching shit...

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TMD Tour News @EB-TMDTour · 1h Lina addresses Oscar Piastri's podium finish at the Monaco Grand Prix! "Guys, I know, you don't have to yell it up to me today, he texted me backstage during intermission." #TMDWorldTour ↳ lukas 🔛🔝 @lukiepookie28 · 1h LMAO I WAS LITERALLY WONDERING WHY INTERMISSION FELT SO LONG TONIGHT

opal @pxastrixxx · 1h oscar got his first podium of the season and does she even care? ↳ opal @pxastrixxx · 1h the whole race when it was cutting to the ferrari wags and absolutely nothing from the papaya garage... the silence was loud ngl ↳ piaa⁸¹ @papayaeightyone · 28m can you stop bringing her up if you clearly don't like her? she's in the middle of a world tour, she physically couldn't attend bc she's performing to 17000 people in milan, and fyi, she did care, she congratulated him in private, not everything about their relationship is a spectacle, get a fucking life :)

liv is SEEING EB LIVE!! @olivielina · 17m her comedic timing 😭 she's baiting us all, i swear... she started the encore with the most melodramatic sigh and the sweetest voice with the acoustic guitar, and then she pulled the rug out from under us all ↳ liv is SEEING EB LIVE!! @olivielina · 15m she said: oscar, if you're still watching... *a couple seconds of guitar strumming with an angelic smile, you think she's about to give the most lovely speech of how proud she is of him* stop 🥰 NOW IF I WERE OSCAR PIASTRI--

↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 2m he's so goofy sometimes it's so endearing like no wonder she's so down bad

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emptybottles_official Florence and Milan, you guys were absolute DREAMS! This past week in Italy has been nothing short of magical, and we hope we lived up to the love you've shown us since our debut. These shows have been a long time coming for you guys! 🔜 Zürich, Switzerland 🇨🇭

emptybottlesbar ABSOLUTELY PHENOMENAL NIGHTS!!!

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tina_kim italy has always loved them so much, my heart🥺

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PEDRENZO TOXIC RIVALRY YEARS FORCED PROXIMITY CURSE. TELL ME MORE

YAYYYY okay so. for dani and jorge it HAS to be after one of the most intense races of their lives. don’t ask me which I DO NOT KNOW ! i’ll leave it up to you to decide if one fits specifically but it was CRUCIALLY a knockdown drag out fucking fight. high effort. satisfying. one millionnnnn overtakes. and eventually they BOTH podium, and the race was so bananas —kinetic and tense and somewhere HOT— that they feel like the blood in their veins is legitimately made of GASOLINE— and they HATE each other at this point, but on days like this the space between them is also filled with this like. singular electricity that makes them feel like NOTHING else. the emotional release of a hard won battle… all of those endorphins panting shiny with sweat sticky with champagne… critical awareness of where the other is at all times, leftover from the track… and then they DO decide to shake hands on the podium and there’s. a moment. a spark. something a bit different than static electricity, but not far off. and they don’t think anything of it until after the race, when dani is about to get whisked away by honda to debrief— and jorge shouldn’t even notice when dani walks away but he DOES, he can FEEL it, and something prickles and begins to TEAR. jorge feels some deep instinctual part of himself seize up with panic, and theres a shout from dani’s direction and suddenly jorge’s body is moving without his permission and he’s got dani’s face in his hands and big brown eyes are looking up at him and they are fucking ANGRY. and it’s then that he knows something is very very veryyyyy wrong.

and off they go to the motogp doctors™️ ! who are like. yep! you’re cursed ! (magic ass universe where looney tunes shit like this occasionally happens to riders who ride the edge of rivalry a little too hard. rosquez have gods biggest storm coming for them in a few years.) so you have to stay as physically close as possible to each other for a couple of months!! it’ll hopefully pass. these curses don’t effect in track stuff really so you’re are both cleared to ride 🤗👍 and PEDRENZO are both like. you have to be FUCKING kidding me. dani sitting there picking at his fingernails COMPLETELY shut down and jorge just posture tight frown dialed to ELEVEN tiny little stormcloud over their heads :) and they’re holding hands because it’s the only way they don’t feel like live ants are under their skin :) THEN the doctor is like. and you guys should probably share a bed :)

and it’s rough at the beginning! they are both VERY stubborn and while dani remains the people’s princess i think when he was younger he had the capacity to just. shut the fuck down when he was pissed. close off. and jorge is NOT shy about how uncomfortable he is about the whole thing so he’s dialed the cuntress factor allll the way up. and there’s no quick fix! it’s just time! and dani is also SELF ADMITTED !!! not a patient person. SO i IMAGINE sitting next to jorge in bed and imagining himself attempting to suffocate in his most evilest of enemy’s tits is FUN but is also not a SOLUTION. action oriented guy methinks. loves solving a problem hates when the only solution is WAIT. so it ends up being this escalating arms race of belligerent horny tension where they’re literally living in each other’s pockets holding hands touching ankles sleeping in the same bed and being TORTUROUSLY aware of the other’s body the ENTIRE time. every SLIVER of skin contact i feels like a brand. passing dani in the kitchen reaching for cereal and jorge brushes a hand on dani’s waist to lean and he feels CRAZY. INSANE. that kind of stuff. and eventually i think dani (NOT PATIENT !) fucking snaps and just. jumps him. might as well make the fucking lemonade if you have the goddamn lemons !!

the REAL problem os after the curse gets lifted (of course. the second after they fuck.) when they are USED to each other’s presence and have begun to realize how much they COMPLIMENT each other and suspect (creeping at the edges of awareness) that this mighttttt be love. but they know the other was only around for months because they were literally cursed. and now they are free to go back to the status quo. where rivalry is expected. what do they do…

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Eli Sunday x Fem!Reader - Passive Manipulation (NSFW)

A/N - what's shakin, back at it with a brand new Eli story. i don't know how i feel about this one just yet, lmk what you guys think. have more of him coming your way, and some soft stuff with alex from prisoners. thank you and hope you enjoy reading this 👍

Reader has skipped several of Prophet Sunday's sermons, and now she must fess up and apologize to him. Can she do it? Or will her pride get in the way?

Word count: 2345

Warnings: NSFW!!, slight domination, punishment, religion

Another Sunday skipping church with your friends. It had become sort of a sermon in itself, the way you and your friends would gather outside the general store and talk about all of the weekend’s antics. All of your families being super religious, they would kill you if they found out you weren’t sitting on the other side of the church out of their eye line, being engulfed with the ramblings of that freakish preacher. Felt like brainwashing as far as you were concerned. More than anything you were just happy to get out of your father’s hands. Having just turned 18, he knew you would be leaving or settling down with a man soon and had become extra zealous with his punishments and maintaining your behavior. You were shocked he hadn’t caught on yet to your little escapades, but little did you know he had.

Your fun was suddenly disrupted by a fast-approaching figure in the distance. You and your friends noticed and you all squinted to see who it was. Low and behold, it was your old man.

Your friends not wanting to get in trouble as well made quick escapes, wishing you luck on the no doubt intense berating you were going to get. But as he got closer, you noticed there was a strange calmness around him. Great, you knew he was really mad when he acted nonchalant.

You sat with your back against the wall of the store, messing with the bottom of your dress so you wouldn’t have to make eye contact with him until he stood right in front of you. You looked up and he was holding out a hand, and you took it to stand up.

“Follow me.” He said flatly.

And followed you did. He walked slowly back over to the church you had been so expertly avoiding for the past couple of months. The sermon was over, and everyone was flooding out of the doors to go back to their homes for their day of rest. You and your father stood there for what seemed like hours until the stragglers had left just the two of you by the door.

He quickly grabbed your arm, the rage finally overtaking him. “Did you think you could get away with this? You goddamn liar?”

“No, I just-” You began to say before he cut you off.

“You think you can just disrespect me like that? Our Lord like that? The Prophet like that?” You stood there in stunned silence.

“Now what you’re going to do is go in there and apologize to Mr. Sunday. Now.”

“But-”

“Apologize.”

He pointed to the wooden doors in front of you, and you stared at him for a moment. You gave him your best “please don’t make me” look, but based off of the fire in his eyes you knew there was not a chance in Hell you would be able to convince him. Sighing and giving into your fate, you walked slowly through the doors.

The holy space was now empty, but you could still feel the buzz of intensity from the service. You’d been to enough of them you knew how crazy- ahem- passionate Prophet Eli could get. He looked up at the sound of the door opening, and smiled at your presence. You were a bit nervous, you had never spoken to the Prophet before alone. Your mind raced with the thought of how the conversation between you two could go.

You approached him slowly, your shoes tapping gingerly against the wooden floor. Eventually you found yourself at the pews in front of his podium and sat down, waiting for him to look up again from his scripture. He quickly wrote some things down before speaking.

“Good afternoon, Miss Y/L/N. Did you enjoy my service this morning? I hope the bit about youth being turned to God was meaningful to you.” He was still looking down at his paper, not making eye contact with you.

“...Good afternoon, Prophet Eli. I was actually sent here to talk to you about that.”

He raised his eyebrows and looked up from his book. “Oh?”

“Yes Prophet, I have a bit of a confession to make.”

He moved away from his podium and stepped down off the stage, now standing right in front of you. He smirked a little and put his hand to your cheek.

“And what might that confession be, Y/N? God and I are here to listen.”

Your heart skipped a beat for a second at the contact. You had never really noticed how large his hands were, or how perfectly they traced along your skin. You looked up at him, his eyes fixed upon you. Had they always been so pretty? Had his lips always looked so sinfully tantalizing?

You gulped, trying to think of words to say before he spoke for you. “Could it be that you’ve been missing my sermons, Y/N?”

Your eyes widened. He noticed you were gone? You nodded and he grinned, taking his hand off your face and crossing his arms.

“And you’ve come here to apologize?”

“My father wants me to,” you finally croaked out.

He laughed at your hesitance and the pitiful sound in your voice. Your nervousness was apparent to him, and he loved it. Usually he was the nervous one, appearing meek to his subjects as to bring them closer to God. But with you, he knew the only way you would see his light was by his demanding of it. “Well, let’s hear it.”

You both stared at each other in silence. You couldn’t bring yourself to apologize. Whether it was your newfound nervousness in front of Eli or the fact that you truly weren’t sorry for ditching his obnoxious services, you couldn’t even form the words had you tried.

“Well? Do I get an apology?”

“I’m not sorry.” You mumbled.

“What was that, Y/N? A bit louder, please.”

“I’m not sorry for leaving the church instead of sitting through your sermons.” You blurted out.

His eyebrows raised and his cheerful persona seemed to melt away. A darkness seemed to fill the bright room, a presence that could not be explained. Was this the Devil you were feeling?

“And why is that?”

Before you could think you spoke again. “I don’t care about religion.”

He laughed a dark laugh, walking back over to his podium and picking up his Bible to show it to you.

“This is a book of discipline, Y/N. A girl like you could really use something like this, do you know that? All sinners need a shepherd.”

“I’m not a sinner. Look… I’ll start showing up to your services but I’m not apologizing for skipping the ones I did.”

Eli set the book back down on the podium, shaking his head and tutting at your words.

“Oh, but you are a sinner. And I’m going to show you that you should be sorry. Come here.” He pointed in front of him.

You knew you had no choice and reluctantly got up and joined him by the podium. Before you knew it he turned you around and pushed you against the podium, pinning you with his body to the wooden frame. You gasped and blushed at the contact, his chest now against your back.

“W- what are you doing?”

“How dare you question God’s voice and denounce his teachings. He has told me you must be punished, and that I must get an apology from you.” He whispered into your ear. His breath was hot on your neck, giving you chills. “This is your final chance… just apologize.”

Before you could even think of a response, you heard your voice already retaliating. “Or what, Prophet?”

He pulled your dress up slightly and stuck his knee between your legs, causing a yelp to escape you.

“Or else I get it out of you.” He breathed in your ear.

You whimpered at his touch, keeping your mouth shut. He wasn’t going to get you that easily.

Before you knew it his knee was grinding heavily into your crotch, right against your clit. You shoved your face into the podium and moaned softly.

“See how much of a sinner you are? I’ve barely touched you and you’re moaning for me.” He said into your neck, which he was now covering with kisses. “A sinner like you falls so easily into temptation.”

You couldn’t respond, so overtaken by the heavenly pressure now resting on your cunt. He continued grinding his leg against you, finding the perfect amount of pressure to start turning you into a mess. You twisted and turned against him, your back now arching so you could get friction exactly where you needed it. Between him against your neck and your pulsating clit being tortured, you were starting to feel a familiar churning in your stomach.

“P- Prophet…” You stuttered, your head swimming.

“Yes, sinner? Are you ready to apologize? Huh?”

You couldn’t even respond, you were so busy taking his punishment. He grabbed your face with his hand and turned it so he could see the side of your face.

“Hmm? Use your words.”

“I- I’m gonna cum if you keep going like this…”

“Who said I gave you permission? You can’t until you apologize.”

You whined, the friction of his knee increasing yet again. At this point he was hardly moving, and you were grinding against his leg like a poor dog in heat. He almost started to feel bad for you, before he remembered how disobedient you were to the Lord. He knew this is exactly what you deserved.

“Look at you, sinner… So eager to be punished for being a straying lamb...” He began to realize how tight his pants had gotten, his cock now fully hard at the sights and sounds of your pleasure. He stepped back for a second, unbuckling his belt and pulling out his engorged member.

“Why did you sto-” You whined before getting interrupted by his hands bunching up your dress and finding their way to your hips as he guided himself inside you. You yelled a little at the pressure, half because it was unexpected and half because he was so thick. He sighed as he slowly went in and out of you, feeling how tight you are. Both of your moans filled the church, first low and deep and slowly getting more desperate as he began picking up his pace.

You squeal with pleasure as he started going faster, his cock fully going in you for the first time. You were gasping and calling his name with each movement, unable to contain how good he was making you feel. Eventually he slowed down and started bottoming out inside you with every thrust, his cock nudging your cervix. It was unlike anything you had ever felt before, just pure lustful pleasure. You wondered whether God was truly the one telling Eli to do this, or maybe his sins had truly taken them. You didn’t care, as long as he kept making you feel as good as he was right then.

“Just… Apologize…” Eli said between thrusts. You shook your head no, not wanting this to end so soon. But then you felt one of Eli’s hands release from your hip, brush between your legs and start rubbing your clit gingerly. You looked back at Eli, your eyes rolling back into your head at the intensity of the pleasure.

“You poor thing. Are you ready to apologize?”

“Y- yes…”

“Say it.”

“I’m sorry Prophet I’m sorry… I’m so sorry Prophet…”

He smirked. “For what, tell me.”

“F- for skipping your sermons…”

“Mhm. Now admit you’re a sinner.”

You sighed, wishing his games were over so you can get what you now not only wanted, but needed. “I- I’m a sinner, Eli… I’m a sinner…”

“Good girl,” he whispered. “But you can’t cum yet. Not until you beg for it.”

Your mind was clouded by all the sensations he was giving you. Not only were his thrusts hitting right into your sweet spot, but his words were stimulating your mind. You started to understand why people loved his services so much with how persuasive he was with his words. In that moment, you would’ve done whatever he said as long as he made you cum.

“Please, Prophet… Please deliver me from this sin… I’ll come to every sermon I promise…”

He stopped thrusting and let his cock sit against your sweet spot, his hand that was on your clit finding its way to your lower stomach.

“Good girl, but you didn’t ask nicely. Say please.”

“Please…”

The second you said please, Eli couldn’t control himself.. He began thrusting wildly, putting pressure with his big hands on your stomach. The pressure was just right, making his cock slam against your sweet spot perfectly. You couldn’t hold on anymore, and you allowed your orgasm to rip through you. You spasmed against him, panting and screaming as he kept pressing into you. As yours subsided, Eli let go of his. He couldn’t think straight enough to pull out, spilling his juices inside of you. Mentally he kicked himself, but at the same time he felt so good seeing how he had bathed you in his seed. He pulled out of you, his cum dripping down your legs. He laid against you as you both tried to collect yourselves, him pulling his pants back up and buckling his belt. You got yourself sorted, putting your underwear back on and pulling your skirt down.

“See you next Sunday.” Eli grinned, knowing he would hold you to your promise. Or else, he would expect another apology.