#i just feel kinda stifled?

[parkinglothater]

life is just sucks recently

[dykedvonte]

I hate the stretch lines in the front of Curly's uniform because that means the devs rushed to make a model in like a month or so and thought "They gotta at least know he has huge knockers, gotta know he's got back pain." Cause like what is the thematic importance of his tits having overhang?

What responsibility is that representing? Breast reduction? It shows an inherent greed in his character due to the excess and heshouldletmeholdone and that he clearly is blinded cause if he tries to look down his damn ladder all he's seeing is his own cleavage.

[nobodybetterlookatme]

Update 3: drove the asshole home bc I was so sure he was fr gonna die if he drove himself lmao. Poor dude looked so miserable, like bro was either holding back while we were working or he got worse the second he was able to relax, bc there wasn't a single moment of silence the whole drive back, dude was just curled up in the passenger’s seat shivering and being so fucking symptomatic. Like he was doing that thing where you basically cough all of the air out of your lungs then doing that rattly little inhale and then repeating, like it was Not Good 😬 0/10, hated being there to experience that in person, I was horrified, I want all of that to stay in audio recordings where it can't hurt me lmao. And he wasn��t sneezing a ton, but when he did, he stifled them until I told him to quit it bc the last thing he needs is a fucking ear infection on top of whatever the hell is already wrong with him, and even when he stopped, he was so congested that they sounded kinda stifled anyway 😭 like it's all objectively hot and I would've loved it had I just read it and not experienced it first hand, but unfortunately I'm a massive germaphobe and had to sit three feet away from this guy all damn day. So I bleached the hell out of my car and scrubbed myself down in the shower three times and I still don't feel like anything is clean enough, but I'm tired so it's gonna have to do for now lmao

[xxmarvelouslifexx]

September Round Up

After the misery of August, last month was so wonderful. And I finally made to the tail end of the year and all the holidays I love so much.

First proper work trip, visited the East Coast for the first time ever! Got some clarity on my future career plans.

Took an overseas vacation, first time traveling with a passport. I had a fun (if not exactly relaxing) time in Rome and Athens!

I also took on my biggest work project thus far and it went so well! I was so proud of myself, I fear I may be developing personally and professionally.

[hechose]

the post-divorce wardrobe glow up both armand and louis go through,,,

[gonemechaniic]

gonna try to clean up my blogo to maybe coax myself to write here more

BUUUUUUUT...

ngl kinda wanna raze this place to the ground XD

[eldritch-muppetshow]

i wanna reimagine my old “capsule critters” totally-not-digimon/pokemon thing

[seaglassdinosaur]

Remembering that two long-running arcs of the Origami Yoda series regarding Dwight were his classmates becoming real friends with him as they stop seeing him as the ‘weird kid’ and connecting with him as a person, and Dwight starting and continuing to date Caroline, the girl he likes. These arcs present to the (presumably neurotypical) audience, an autistic-coded character as someone nuanced and human, who is capable and desirable as a partner and friend, encouraging the idea of looking past dismissive judgements of strangeness and to try to understand people, and even if you can’t, accept them and appreciate them for who they are.

[ragingdumpsterfire]

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[freshluxbreeze]

just only found out now that neocities is free and you can go prenium as an option....you mean to tell me i can finally make an oc website after trying with at least 6 different platforms for years

[pandora15]

i think it's really rude of the excedrin i took a few hours ago to not work

[thewanderingspruce]

I read it! Really liked it too

[the-cooler-king]

tbh this is what I love about being medicated that I was telling my doctor about yesterday. Sometimes I get a thought that gets stuck in my head - I can almost always step back and go "whoa betsy.... don't have time for that" / "not a productive thought, try again" and on the rare occasions that I can't dispell the thought, I can continue to think it through. Like I wanted to cry on my way home. Now I'm just determined to do better for myself. The curtain drops but there is no audience.

[nanaslutt]

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

gojo and shoko who get a little too drunk together accidentally and find themself inside a bar bathroom dry humping each other

gojo is grabbing her ass, making her grind against the thigh he shoved between her legs. he hasn’t been drunk since he was in high school, and he forgot how much it amplifies the feeling of touch. he’s not drunk enough where he doesn’t know what’s happening, but he has a buzz in his head… and other places, lowering his inhibitions

“shoko…” he breathlessly moans between thrusts when she grips the outline of his cock through his pants. he has to bite his lip to suppress a whine when she finds the head and squeezes it through his pants.

“so hard from just a little kissing, gojo?” she teases, biting his bottom lip and making him groan.

“you’re being so sexy, it’s not fair.” he practically whines the words, pouting when she starts stroking the length of his cock. the pressure of her small hand feels so fucking good, even through the fabric, he’s unable to stop himself from thrusting into her hand.

“mmm, i like you like this.” her legs shake when she rubs her clothed pussy perfectly against his rough pants. her dress rode up over her ass, and the only thing between them is her thin panties and his pants.

“like what?” gojo asks, grunting when she squeezes his cock before turning around and pressing her ass against his cock. gojo keeps his thigh between hers, wrapping her arm against the soft of her stomach before his greedy hands slide up to find her tits.

“i like these… so big.” gojo rests his forehead against her shoulder and begins dry fucking her ass. shoko moans, pushing herself back against him thrust for thrust.

“like that, you’re not irritating me when you’re drunk. you should do it more often.” she moans. gojo grunts in return, wrapping a hand around her throat as he kisses the side of it, using his hand to keep her in place. his other hand slides inside her shirt to slip under her bra and find her bare tit.

she stifles a whine between her teeth when he pinches and rolls shokos nipple. “they’re so soft. god i knew they would be soft. i think about these a lot.” he whisperers into her neck. the heat of his breath tickles her skin, makes her legs shake with the sensitivity.

he’s so hard against her plush ass, rutting desperately with panted moans and low grunts. his cock is sliding between her ass perfectly, warming him even from inside his pants. pre-cum leaks from the tip of his cock, wetting the inside of his boxers.

“jesus satoru, you’re so big.” shoko moans, her toes curling in her shoes when he shoves his knee further between her legs to stimulate her clit, she humps against him greedily, squeezing her thighs around his.

gojo giggles, “are you talking about my dick? i thought you said it was smallll” shokos head tips back against his shoulder, baring her throat to him more as he peppers kisses and bites along her pale skin.

“kinda hard to think that when i feel you like a snake between my ass.” she jokes between moans, feeling that familiar warmth coil in her stomach.

“you know what else is kinda hard?” gojo whispers in his best seductive voice.

shoko shakes her head and reaches behind her to grab his ass, digging her nails into him. he grunts, hips stuttering while he dry humps her with such vigor the mirror on the wall is starting to shake. she’s practically being fucked against the sink at this point.

“stop” pant “fucking talking, and- make me cum, gojo.”

his hand tightens around her next and shokos mouth opens wider when the lack of oxygen makes her orgasm rush in faster. “shoko… shoko, fuck shoko.” gojo breaths into her neck between kisses. she gasps when he starts bouncing his thigh, adding more pressure to her clit. “cum for me shoko, pretend i’m inside you and cum all over my big cock.”

his words were so corny, but shoko was unable to fight her orgasm as it wracked through her body. gojo wraps both arms around her stomach, burring his head deeper into her neck when his balls release his seed into his boxers. he’s fucking her hard through stuttered thrusts, pretending he’s pushing his cock deep inside her pussy and filling her with his cum.

“fuck.” she gasps. gripping his arms with shaky hands as they fall against the sink together in a pile of messy, sticky, sweaty limbs.

“fuck is right, my boxers are soaked.” gojo breaths heavily.

“god… i mean it by the way. you really should get drunk more often.” she breaths, slowly regaining the feeling in her legs. if he was able to make her cum this hard from a little dry humping, she wondered what he could do with his cock inside her.

“you know we can have sex when im sober.” gojo retorted, looking at her though the mirror while continuing to massage her tits. his other hand joined the party and started treating them like stress toys.

she shook her head. “no, i need you to be at least tipsy before you fuck me. you’re cute like this.”

gojo pouts. “you just want to take advantage of me.”

shoko scoffs and grips his wrist. “you’re the one with your hands on my tits fucking my ass. besides, you had one shot, you big lightweight.”

gojo squinted his eyes at her like he was going to respond, before his forehead dropped onto her shoulder, his fluffy hair tickling her neck as he continued to massage her boobs. “couldn’t think of a clap back. alcohol makes me dumb.”

[hmusunoo]

⎯⎯ 𝓦HEN YOU CALL THEM 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝓗USBAND | » enhypen

⎯⎯ ( 🖇️ ) starring. enhypen x fem!reader `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ synopsis. calling them your husband ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ warnings. super fluffy and cheesy, OT5 ,Jake’s in the hospital, kinda toxic family relationship in heeseung’s , sickeningly sweet! ༯ ( word cnt. 1.9k ʚɞ ) ⋆⭒˚.⋆

𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆. 𐙚

getting ready for the holidays was hard enough as is. Not to mention having to see your family all in one room for half the day. It was tiring and overwhelming keeping up with the constant chit chat about your lives and the next step in them. Even more so when you started bringing your Boyfriend Heeseung along for the ride. Celebrating holidays one with your family and then next with his.

This year, christmas was all yours and to say you were annoyed was an understatement. Your aunts, uncles and cousins kept making small digs at you. Hinting at the fact that you weren’t married with children yet. Ignoring the fact that you had been a very happily committed relationship for the past four years. It was like it meant nothing to them.

So in a fleeting moment and a small lapse of judgment you slipped and called Heeseung your husband, and boy did he love it.

“Y/n come help set the table!” Your aunt had called over to you as you sat next to Heeseung on the couch looking over at his phone as he tried to schedule the flight arrangements home.

“Sure once second, I’m helping my husband” You yelled back, not thinking much of it. Sure you and Heeseung weren’t married but you might as well have been.

Heeseung’s finger froze on the screen that he was hovering over. The corners of his lips lifting lighting at the edges and a thin pink tinging his cheeks. Firstly all you could do was look over at him in confusion, because why in the world was he blushing out of nowhere. It took you almost no time after that to realize just what you had referred to him as.

“Husband huh?” He smirked over at you. He grabbed your hand in his laughing softly at the blush now covering your cheeks from the embarrassment of your fantasy being caught.

“Baby i haven’t even asked you yet.” His voice was smooth and sultry it had your heart doing somersaults in your chest. You readied yourself to respond but before you could the sound of your cousins shrill voice filled the room.

“Husband?!” She shrieked.

more under the cut!

𝐉𝐀𝐘. ღ

Jay was a simple man, with simple needs and simple interests. You had known him like the back of your hand and it was particularly easy to know what he would and would not like. That’s why it was extra annoying going to a shop with him and trying on clothes with the help of the snotty saleswomen in your ear telling you what he would and wouldn’t like. As if you didn’t live with him, share a bed with him, sleep with him, eat with him and all of the above.

As if you haven’t spent the last five years of your life with him. It was annoying to say the least but you tried your best not to let it show. You think the uprightness of her attitude coupled with that fact that she just kept giggling at him was sending you over the edge and making you quite…territorial to say the least.

The saleswomen had a few pieces set to the side awaiting Jay to try on and look at before he could buy them. You sat outside of his dressing room waiting for him to come out in the next piece that she had picked out and you knew he wouldn’t like.

She just kept getting it wrong. You decided it was time you intervened, you were nearing on two hours in this shop and your head was starting to hurt from her voice alone.

She grabbed a shirt in a color you knew Jay didn’t like holding it against the mannequin then nodding to herself in approval. It had you stifling a laugh at her failed efforts.

“He’s not going to like that” You said, trying to offer her a warm smile so she wouldn’t feel the eerie annoyance she brought to you.

“Why not?” He tisked, not sparing you so much as a glance.

“He hates that color and it’s not in a style he l-“ She cut you off with the roll of her eyes and a tilt of her head, finally turning to look at you.

“I’m a professional i think i know what he’ll like” Her tone showed annoyance at your advice and it had only fueled the anger inside of you.

“Well he’s my husband, so i think i know what he likes” You snarked back at her. Before she could respond Jay was out the door of the dressing room. Dressed in the clothing he wore to the store.

“I think i’m done here. You’ve brought me all the wrong things, i’ll go somewhere else” Jay didn’t spare the saleswomen a single glance before he had his hand upon your waist, walking you out of the store.

You two walked for a good five minutes before Jay looked down at you a small smile on his face. “I’m your husband now baby?” He asked. Your rolled your eyes playfully at him.

“I just said that because she kept bringing you the wrong things then acted like she knew more about you.” His laugh was like music to your ears, soft and sweet. He bent down leaving a light kiss on your cheek.

“You’re cute. I can’t wait until we’re actually married.”

𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄. ₊ ⊹

Jake didn’t get sick very often but when he did it usually warranted a quick trip to the ER. Tonight was no different. He had a fever, shivering, coughing and worst of all a dizziness he couldn’t shake. He said he would feel a lot better making a trip to the ER to help appease his mind that it wasn’t a life threatening sickness that would take him out in 3-5 business days (such a dramatic he is).

So, here you were sitting in the waiting room of the doctor waiting for Jake’s name to be called so he could finally be checked out and you could be sent on your way. You couldn’t wait to get home and under your thick knitted blankets to escape the chill of the winter air. You were sure Jake felt the same way.

You had a tight hold on his hand, his head was lane back against the wall of the waiting room. His eyes closed probably trying to subdue the dizziness he felt. A soft groan leaving his lips.

“You okay?” You asked quietly, concern lacing your voice.

“Yeah baby” He whispered back with his eyes still tightly closed. “Just still dizzy”

You hummed. Wishing there was something you could do for him in the mean time to help alleviate his pain. You mindlessly caressed his hand with your thumb, reminding him that you were right here next to him. It might just be a little cold but when it came to sickness Jake was a big baby.

The door to the doctors office opened and in walked a nurse, an older lady with graying hair and a sweet smile. “Jake sim” She called out to the room of people that were waiting. You tapped Jake’s hand signaling for him to get up from his spot on the chair.

He rose with a groan and a small whine before the two of you walked to meet the nurse.

“Are you a family member?” She quizzed you before you got the chance to walk to the back with her and Jake.

“I’m his wife” You quickly responded, fearing they wouldn’t let you through otherwise.

“Alright sweetheart follow me Mr and Mrs Sim.” The Nurse said directing you to the a room in the back. Jake stiffed a small laugh making you jump at the movement.

Looking up at him your eyebrows scrunched in concern until you see the small smile on his lips but before you could respond the nurse had informed you that you had reached your room and that the doctor would be joining the both of you soon.

“Thank you” Jake coughed “My wife and i will be waiting” Shaking your head in amusement you couldn’t help but also laugh. Even in Jake’s state of sickness he couldn’t take anything seriously. The nurse finally left the room leaving the two of you alone.

“Come here” Jake whined “I need my wife next to my death bed”

“You’re so dramatic jake”

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍. ‹𝟹

Spending the day cuddled up with Sunghoon was your ideal day. You lived for the days the two of you had the day off where you can be completely embraced in one another.

Tonight you decided you would watch a movie while sipping hot cocoa and enjoying each other’s company. You were completely wrapped around Sunghoon, not an inch of your body wasn’t touch his. You head laid on his shoulder laughing at a particularly funny party in the movie.

“You want more cocoa babe?” Sunghoon asked, making a move to get up from his position on the couch.

“Nooo” You whined hugging him tighter to your body “Don’t move please”

Sunghoon let out a laugh, nudging you a little to give himself space to look at you.

“Why so clingy?” He asked you, pressing a small kiss to the top of your head.

“I’m wish my husband” You huffed as you pushed your face into his chest to avoid him seeing your blush covered cheeks.

“Hmm.” He hummed. “Your husband”

“Mhm” You nodded still not lifting your face from his chest.

“Well Mrs.Park allow your husband to get up and get his wife more hot cocoa.” Rolling your eyes you moved away from his chest, a pout on your lips.

“You’re so cute” He laughed, planting a kiss to your lips before making his way to the kitchen.

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍. ᯤ

You absolutely loved surprising Jungwon at work. Whether he was recording, at dance practice or filming en o’clock it was your favorite past time to come and watch all the members enjoy their time together putting stuff together for engenes.

So walking up the Hybe building at made you giddy, getting to see Jungwon was super exciting considering he spent a lot of time here and away from you. You walked up to the building with a skip in your step. Opening the doors and going through security with ease.

When entering to the lobby you seen your favorite receptionist already with a smile pointed at you. All the staff knew you by now and they absolutely loved when you visited.

Especially because most of the time you came baring some kind of gift in the form of a treat or a coffee. Today it was a platter of homemade oatmeal raisin cookies.

“Good morning!” You beamed at her. You handed her the platter of cookies with a bright smile. She took them with an equally cheery expression.

“Thanks sweetheart, i’ll call someone to take you down to Jungwon. They’re preparing to film an episode today.” She smiled sweetly at you, typing away on computer at the same time.

“Tell them i’m here to see my husband” You cheekily smiled at her.

“Will do” She answered back, not at all phased by your very obvious display of affection for Jungwon. Finally a guard approached readying to take you to where Jungwon was.

“Hello” You greeted with a bow. You made your way to the room that Jungwon and all the members were currently occupying. The guard knocked on the door before opening it.

“Jungwon” He said into the room full of the members, their manager and some of the staff. “Your wife is here.”

“My?- Y/n” Jungwon said rising from his seat immediately after seeing you.

“Wife?” Sunghoon teased. “When was this.”

“Not yet.” Jungwon laughed “But soon.”

𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃’𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈!

i’m not going to lie, i was planning on doing Sunoo and niki but got lazy and didn’t lol. hope you guys like this (: thank you to lee for helping me with sunghoon’s part (:

taglist. @st1llm0nster , @pshbites , @leeechin , @chobunz

[lov3notts]

hot tub

Theodore Nott x F!Reader

Summary: Theo can't keep his hands off you after seeing you in a swim suit, but lack the privacy to really show you how much craves you, I guess the the hot tub will do for now

warnings: smut, semi-public, cream pie, use of pet names, kinda both point of views?? idk

a/n: had the sudden motivation to write!! also I've made a library blog(consists of me only rebloging all of my work)

Theodore's eyes darken with desire as he watches you approach the hot tub, your figure accentuated by the revealing swimsuit. A slow smile spreads across his face as he takes in the sight of you, his gaze lingering on your curves. 

As you slip into the hot tub, the warm water envelops your body, sending a shiver of pleasure through you. You settle in next to Theodore, the heat of his body radiating against your skin.

His hand finds your thigh, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your smooth skin, softly massaging you. You tilt your head back, your eyes fluttering closed as you relax into his touch.

"Mmm, that feels nice baby " you murmur, a soft smile playing at your lips.

God the way his hands hit all the right spots

Fuck, he was hard. He was so hard. It'd be so so easy to tug you into his lap and fuck you senseless , but no. He wasn't gonna go that far. not yet anyways

Luckily, the bubbling of the hot tub made it difficult to peer under the surface. Everything was warped and bubbly, and only slight silhouettes were visible. Theo was about to take that shit to his advantage.

"Come here, amore" he murmurs, his voice low and seductive

Before you can respond, he tugs you onto his lap, your body settling against his in the warm water. You gasp, your hands instinctively gripping his shoulders for balance

Theodore's hand slides around your waist, tugging you closer until you're straddling his lap. You gasp as you feel his hardness pressing insistently against your core through the water.

"I need you so fucking bad" he groans, grinding his rock-hard cock against your core. "Need to be inside you. Need to feel your tight little cunt squeezing my dick."

His lips find your neck, trailing hot, wet kisses along your skin. You moan softly, your head falling back as you surrender to his touch.

Theodore's hand continues its torturous exploration beneath the surface of the water, his fingers dancing along your sensitive skin.

His touch is maddening, alternating between feather-light caresses and firm, purposeful strokes. You squirm in his grasp, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps

He captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth with a hunger that steals your breath away. You moan into his mouth, your fingers tangling in his dark brown locks.

His fingers tracing the curve of your breast. You bite your lip, trying to stifle the moan that threatens to escape. The heat of the water and the intensity of Theodore's touch are almost too much to bear.

Around you, his friends continue their conversation, seemingly unaware of the passion simmering just beneath the surface. They laugh and joke, splashing each other playfully in the cool water of the pool.

Theodore's hand slips lower, his fingers skimming over your stomach and towards the waistband of your swimsuit bottoms. You gasp, your hips instinctively lifting to give him better access.

"Theo" you breathe, your voice barely above a whisper. "We can't... Not here."

But even as you say the words, you can feel your resolve crumbling under the weight of his touch. The risk, the thrill of possibly being caught, only serves to heighten your arousal.

Theodore's hand cups you intimately, his fingers stroking your most sensitive spot. He nuzzles your neck, his teeth grazing your sensitive skin as he whispers,

"Relax, tesoro. No one's paying attention to us. They think we're just a couple being affectionate."

His fingers dip lower, slipping beneath the fabric of your swimsuit. You gasp, your body tensing at the intimate contact. Theodore chuckles, the sound low and seductive.

"See? Nothing to worry about. Just enjoy it."

"Theo, please" you whisper, your voice trembling. "Not here. Someone might see."

Theo’s hand slips further, his fingers delving deeper. You cry out, the sound muffled by his lips as he captures your mouth in a heated kiss. His tongue plunders your mouth, matching the rhythm of his hand's movements.

Theodore's hand slides lower, his fingers tracing the curve of your hip. You bite your lip, your body responding to his touch despite your best efforts to resist. The game, the thrill of the chase, it's all so intoxicating. You can feel yourself being drawn in deeper and deeper, unable to resist the pull of Theodore's touch.

His tongue delving into your mouth with a hunger that steals your breath away. You moan into his mouth, your body pressing closer to his.

Around you, the party continues, the music pulsing and the laughter ringing out. But in your little corner of the hot tub, it's just you and Theodore, lost in a world of your own making.

you let your own hands start to explore his body. Your fingers trace the defined lines of his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin. He groans softly, his head falling back as you tease him.

"That's it, amore" he encourages, his voice low and husky. "Touch me. Make me feel good."

Your hand slides lower, skimming over his abs and down to the waistband of his swim trunks. You can feel him twitch beneath your touch, his body responding to your boldness.

Theodore's hands grow bolder, tugging at your swimsuit until the fabric is pulled aside, exposing your most intimate parts. You gasp, your body tensing at the sudden exposure.

"Theo, wait," you whisper urgently, glancing around to make sure no one is watching.

"Someone might see!"

But Theo just smirks, his fingers teasing your sensitive flesh. "Let them see. I want them to know that you're mine."

His words are like a spell, and you find yourself surrendering to the sensation, your hips lifting to meet his touch. Theodore positions himself, his hardness pressing against your entrance. His body slipping inside yours with a breathy gasp.

“Fuck theo-” You moan softly as he fills you, your body stretching to accommodate his size.

Theodore leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he murmurs,

"That's it, bella. Take all of me. god you feel so good."

His words send a shiver of pleasure through you, and you start to move, your hips rocking against his. Theodore groans, his grip on your hips tightening.

He starts to move, his hips rocking against yours in a slow, steady rhythm. You gasp, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you try to muffle your moans. 

the music and laughter fading into the background as you lose yourself to the sensation of Theodore inside you. You cling to him, your body moving with his, meeting each thrust with your own desperate motions.

he groans, his voice low and strained.  "You feel so good. So tight and wet around me."

He groans softly, his fingers digging into your hips as he guides you down further. You moan, your nails raking down his back as you adjust to his size.

"That's it, tesoro," he breathes, his voice strained with desire. "Be a good girl and take all of me. i know you can & i know you want too"

& you do want to. More than anything. But the fear of being caught, the knowledge that anyone could stumble upon you at any moment, only serves to heighten your arousal.

Theodore captures your lips in a kiss. His tongue plunders your mouth, matching the rhythm of your hips. You cling to him, your body arching into his as you lose yourself to the pleasure.

you find yourself moving faster, your body craving release. Theodore meets your every movement , his hands roaming your body with a hunger that matches your own.

As the pleasure builds, you can feel your climax approaching.

”theo-  i - fuckk, feels so good” You bury your face in Theodore's neck, muffling your moans as you teeter on the brink.

"What's the matter, baby?" he murmurs, his voice low and seductive. "Can't handle a little fun in the hot tub?"

He punctuates his words with a particularly deep thrust, his hips rocking against yours in a slow, steady rhythm. You gasp, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you try to muffle your moans.

Theodore chuckles, his breath hot against your ear as he continues to move inside you.

His thrusts are slow and deep, designed to bring you both to the brink of ecstasy without drawing too much attention. His breath coming in short, sharp gasps. your body moving with his, meeting each thrust with your own desperate motions.

“god- I love watching you take me," he groans, his voice strained with pleasure. "cum for me. Let me feel you tighten around me."

As Theodore's thrusts grow faster and harder, you feel your own climax building, a coil of tension winding tighter and tighter in your core. Your moans grow louder, your body trembling with the intensity of your pleasure.

Theodore's hand slides between your bodies, his fingers finding your most sensitive spot.

He rubs in tight, circular motions, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

Suddenly, you cry out, your body convulsing with the force of your release. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you, your inner walls clenching around Theodore as you ride out your orgasm.

Theodore groans, his hips jerking as he spills himself inside you, his own release triggered by yours. You cling to him, your body shaking with the aftershocks of your climax.

Slowly, you come down from your high, your breathing slowly returning to normal.

You blush, your heart still pounding in your chest. The thrill of what you've just done, the risk you've taken, it's all still sinking in.

Theodore chuckles softly, his hand sliding up your back.

 "Don't worry, Amore. Our little secret."

He presses a soft kiss to your temple, and you find yourself melting into his embrace, your body still tingling with the aftershocks of your forbidden tryst.

He nips at your earlobe, his teeth grazing your skin and sending a shiver of pleasure down your spine.

"But don't think this is over" he continues, his voice low and seductive. "I'm going to want more of you, Dolcezza. Much more."

His hand slides lower, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

"In fact," he purrs, his breath hot against your ear "I think I've got a few ideas for how we can spend the rest of the night. Ideas that don't involve a hot tub or an audience."

He pulls back, his dark eyes meeting yours, a promise of pleasure and mischief dancing in their depths.

"What do you say, baby?" he asks, his voice a low, seductive purr. "Let's get out of here, shall we? I've got a few things I want to show you."

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