#im on the verge of passing out

[cuntphoric]

ijichi is practically trembling beneath you, his breath a mess of soft gasps and broken whimpers as you grind down against him again. his hands are gripping your hips like it's the only thing keeping him alive, but his fingers twitch every time your body presses against his in just the right way- is he even alive anymore? doesn't feel like it with the way you're talking.

"you're so worked up," you tease. you absolute tease - leaning in to nip at his jaw? his body jerks at the contact, and you feel the sharp hitch in his breathing. "can't even keep still, huh?"

he tries to answer, but all that comes out is a shaky moan as his hips buck up into yours without permission multiple times over and over again. you drag yourself over him again, the friction enough to make him choke on his next breath, and then it happens.

his body stiffens under you, and he makes this desperate, almost high pitched sound, a half gasp, half moan, that leaves his lips trembling. his head falls back against the wall, his mouth hanging open as his hips jerk up one last time, and you can feel it. the way his cock twitches under the layers of fabric, warmth blooming in his pants as he completely and accidentally cums.

he's panting now, staring at you with wide, glassy eyes, his face burning red - and where did his glasses go? his hands loosen on your hips, falling limp at his sides like all the strength's been drained out of him.

you lean back just slightly, catching the faint stain spreading across the front of his crotch-

"oh my god," you say, voice low but so, so sweet. "did you just- cum- in your pants?"

his breath hitches, and he scrambles hard to find words, his face somehow turning an even deeper shade of red. "i-! n-no, i didn't-! i mean..!" but the evidence is still there, clear as day, and there’s no hiding it. it's only multiplying with much more of his squirming.

"oh, you did!" you coo, grinding down on him one last time for good measure, and he groans, utterly and absolutely wrecked and too embarrassed to even meet your eyes until you surprise him by kissing him, making out with him even harder and rougher this time.

[qcoded]

If The Collector is strong enough to obliterate this man into pieces, I'm sure they can carry him LMFAO

[inkedtae]

Beeeee have you seen tae lately??? Hes so stacked😩

YES!!! OMG LOOK AT THIS MAN!!

[1luvmara]

im going insane.

fucking rcd!miguel in the back of his car after he won a race

“Oh—fuck..”

Miguel grunted as he continued pounding into you deeply from behind. His eyes staring down at your ass, the small-spaced car covering the sounds of squelching and skin-slapping. Your eyes rolling into the back of your head with each thrust, your fingers digging into the center console where you were forced to lay on as your best friend fucks you roughly in the back of his car.

This is how the night usually ended after Miguel won a car race. It all started during a sleepover at your house when you suggested the idea, giving him motivation to actually put more effort in the competitions. So after these races, the car would be parked by a cliff nearby the city while the two of you fuck round after round—not stopping even when you were on the verge of passing out.

“You like that, nena? Tell me.” His lips curving into a smirk, both of his hands gripping on your hips tightly. You squirmed, feeling his hard cock still thrusting into your tight, spongy walls.

“Y-Yes..I love it so much, Miggy!” you moaned breathlessly, the cute noises you were letting out were only bringing Miguel more pleasure.

“Fuck, I love when you call me that..”

You responded with a sweet smile before feeling him suddenly hit that sweet spot of yours, your face contorting with pleasure once again. “Please, Miggy! I want you to cum inside me!” you beg without hesitation, your knuckles turning white as your hands move to grip the center console instead. “Fuckfuckfuck!”

Your chants only encourages Miguel to set a relentless pace, driving his cock into you so roughly to the point the tip kisses your cervix. Pornographic moans leaving your sweet lips as Miguel reaches over to grab a handful of your hair to pull you back, forcing your back to arch even more, enough for your breasts to press down on the leather material of the console, never losing his pace, greedily driving himself deeper and deeper.

“You drive me crazy..never wanna leave this sweet pussy..” Miguel darkly chuckles, just as you were about to give out, feeling yourself wanting to stop, you felt yourself reach a climax that had you seeing white spots in your vision, moving your back closer to your best friend’s chest. Your face completely stained with tears and drool while shuddering as your legs shake— Miguel felt you continue to clench around his cock.

“Oh Miguel!” you mewled, Miguel watches a white ring of your sweetness cover his cock and it leaves the man almost falling apart on top of you. He groaned into your neck with a final thrust as he sank deep inside you, his cum filling you up as you moaned at the hot sensation.

As your best friend continues emptying himself inside your cunt, both of your chests heaving heavily with a thin layer of sweat on your bodies. You were completely fucked out, not one thought in your pretty little head while you stayed still.

Suddenly Miguel’s phone began going off, as if it knew when to start ringing. He seemed to forget to shut it off before he impatiently jumped your bones. He gave your butt a harsh slap, laughing when you responded with a loud whimper before he reached to his race car jacket to grab his phone from the pocket.

“Damnit!” Miguel rolled his eyes, looking at his phone screen and it read, ‘Dana.’ His girlfriend. As much as he didn’t want to answer, he still clicked the green button. As soon as he held his phone to his ear, he slid his now soft cock out of your pussy.

“Aw! Come back, Miggy!”

“Give me a sec, nena. It’s Dana.” Miguel murmured, hearing you continue to protest for him to stick his cock back in but instead he leaned down to give you a sloppy kiss, slowly rubbing tight circles on your clit as he waited for Dana say whatever the hell she wanted to talk about at 1am. “Hey— Dana..right now isn’t a good time.”

“Yeah you must’ve been sleeping! But..I just missed you.” Dana replied affectionately through the other line. She seemed eager at the fact Miguel picked up.

Though he didn’t match his girlfriend’s enthusiasm, his focus remained on you. Resting himself on your back, using his tongue to finally explore your drooling mouth while listening to Dana talk endlessly about her day, how much she misses Miguel, and how she wished she could have attended the race to see him win.

Your knees still prompted on the car floor, slowly aching from how long you stayed in that uncomfortable as you press your thighs tightly, trying to relief the loss of your best friend’s cock. You swore you could fall asleep from the boring conversation Dana was basically having with herself. You never liked her, she was obnoxious and passed herself around way too much. But the feeling was mutual between the two of you, she never liked how you and Miguel are so close..Dana has suspected most of the time that you were both hanging out— you were sucking his cock at the back of his car.

Miguel mindlessly nodded at whatever Dana said, humming against your lips until he pulled away and watch you lay your head, pouting your lips. “Mhm..mhm..yeah?” Miguel shrugged, not paying attention at all. He was watching the mixture of your juices and his cum oozing out of your pussy, the scene was absolutely breathtaking, literally. He couldn’t breathe right as he watched your fluids drip down your thighs and onto the carpet, staining it but Miguel didn’t care.

Though you were sensitive and exhausted, you pathetically whined loudly— surely Dana had catch that. “Hey Dana, I’m kinda busy right now. Let me call you back in 20 minutes?” Miguel interrupted his girlfriend during mid-conversation. His eyes trained on your leaking hole, watching as more of his cum spill out of you, the feeling making your body shudder once more.

“Actually let me call you back in the morning, yeah?”

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SOMEONE FUCKING HELP ME!!! IVE BEEN CONTEMPLATING ON POSTING THIS FOR 5 DAYS NOW. PLEASE PLEASE IM SORRY ITS BAD I JUST LOVE MIGUEL😭

[mxqlss]

i feel sick asf its not funny.

[abimee]

three shots no breaks with this one

[cinnamostar]

random skz text 3 !

based off conversations i’ve had w my own friends

cw: kms/murder joke, all gender neutral

note: i do not take requests! this is just for fun :)

[heartbunnymoth]

@stairswell

[badnewswhatsleft]

like. i desire him carnally

[kalakamekanika]

Dumb old comic and other gay stuff WHATEVER WHATEVER DONT LOOK AT ME!

[algrenion]

did the CEO shooting turn this drawing into meaningful art

[elfgremlin]

as the prophecy foretold,

me: i’m so fucking tired!!!!

also me, laying in bed refusing to sleep bc i wanna have fun phone time knowing i’m going to have the worst morning imaginable from lack of sleep:

[magpod-confessions]

Hi so y'know The "The Universe said I love you because you are Love" thing? Actually no, actually think about the whole End Poem, think about it being how the Entities view their Avatars, think about the Entities speaking ever so briefly with those who died and are about to be made into one of their Avatars <3

Yeah I know TMA is angst central but I think this would in fact be a vry soft idea with how the Entities interact with their servants/avatars

🗣️

URGH yes actually. Thats so fascinating... what if fear is a defensive emotion... fear being made sentient and wanting to keep their lil guys safe... taht is such a concept we need more - rosette

UEEESS .... real - deceit

[castielafflicted]

i want his hands around my fucking throat oh my god

[cupiidzbow]

also unrelated to my other post ummmm bro why are you sooo shoulders ……..

[micahdotgov]

i keep forgetting to post that the last thing i said before i went under anaesthesia was "sonic screwdriver" because apparently i am a cartoon version of myself