#intcxications

[siinsationals]

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born just a month shy of her mother's twentieth birthday, noelle had heard more than once that she stole her mother's youth, but it often seemed to noelle that her mother had made up for that by spending more than the past decade partying. as soon as noelle turned into a teenager, her mom wanted to get piercings with her, wanted to drink with her and party with her, but instead of becoming her pal, noelle ended up feeling like the party. she was the one who worked and she didn't get to go out much, and her mom even laughed about how she got laid more than noelle did. when noelle found out that her mom had a new partner, noelle foolishly hoped they would help settle her mother, but when they met up at the diner noelle worked in so that she could finally meet her mom's new mystery lover, noelle was horrified. not only had they met, but they'd slept together and the moment that her mom disappeared, noelle leaned across the shitty formica table, hissing, "you can't tell her!"

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @intcxications

her  resolve  falters  as  he  wraps  his  hand  around  hers  and  the  gaze  that  had  been  eluding  him  finally  meets  his  eyes.  there  are  countless  words  she  longs  to  say,  but  she  believes  silence  may  be  the  wiser  choice.  despite  all  logical  reasons  urging  them  to  maintain  their  distance,  she  remains  as  vulnerable  in  his  presence  as  she  was  before,  no  matter  how  desperately  she  wishes  to  leave  their  past  behind.  they  are  better  off  without  each  other  in  their  lives,  or  at  least  it’s  what  she’s  been  trying  to  convince  herself.  "cam...  you  know  we  shouldn't."  her  voice  trembles  involuntarily  and  she  casts  her  eyes  downward,  not  knowing  where  to  look  as  she  scrambles  for  strength.  "is  this  even  worth  it?"  both  of  them  know  the  voice  of  reason,  yet  the  question  lingers:  will  they  ever  listen?  

[terrorbitch]

closed starter for @intcxications !

usually, giving his weekends to a bunch of kids wasn't his idea of fun. but a tournament meant staying in a hotel with his team and their parents. particularly one mom that he had grown quite attached to. after their last game (a victory, nonetheless), mikey had taken to the bar once all the kids were tucked in their rooms. "god damn, lady! i didn't realize this hotel was a museum —— 'cause you are a work of art!" the corny line came out a little too loudly at the hotel bar, normally keeping their relationship under wraps... but he was feeling himself tonight.

[lovecharged]

for @intcxications continued from here.

the woman has a point, stan tilting his head as if to inspect her, or more than likely, check her out. "what's a good idea and what i want don't often align," he confesses, biting into his bottom lip as he too, takes a step closer. he's teetering over a dangerous edge, but whenever he sees her -- he just can't bring himself to care. "so, how can i be of service, sarah?"

[kiillmeromantically]

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pairing: alessia & augustine

she had been purposely avoiding her father's work. after all it had been a few weeks since she had managed to get his job back. of course what she had done or rather who she had done, hadn't left her mind. it was insane and alessia knew that it was. she just wanted to forget what she had done. of course that felt impossible but that wasn't the point. plus with what she had decided to do to earn money? she didn't have a ton of free time. of course the one day she had decided to take time for herself? her dad had left his wallet at the apartment he was staying at with her mother. she had only recently moved into a studio because she knew that she needed privacy. she found herself walking inside the restaurant, relieved that it wasn't insanely busy. she hadn't been planning on augustine being on the floor. he looked like he was in the middle of inventory but she didn't see her dad," um, i was just dropping this off." she hated how awkward she felt as she held up the wallet," i don't know if he is on break but can you get this to him?" she wanted to go shopping after having spent the morning getting her hair done, a pedicure, manicure and a facial. she had spent the day pampering and she prayed that he wouldn't comment.

[purehoneybees]

starter for @intcxications based on this!

Logan was very strict when it came to the datenights he planned with Kat. Sometimes he wanted to have her to himself, fucking her until his balls were drained. Other nights, he shared the love with others; letting onlookers watch while the man claims his girl. His favorite part about all of it? The fact that Kat was his perfect pet. She never denied him the pleasures of her body. The only thing he needed to return was his safety, love, and warmth, after every moment. He never loved anyone like he did her. Her body was his to use, torture, control, and abuse, but he cared for her like she was his trophy. He was proud to love her.

So, as he concluded his class, he looked onto his phone and sent her a message saying that he'd be home soon. He requested that she didn't touch herself all day—and he specifically chose not to visit her for his afternoon fuck at lunch. Tonight's date night would be a night in, he promised. Logan planned to use her body, as always, but tonight he wanted to infiltrate more than her physical form—tonight she would have to prove her mind was his too. Soon he arrived home and grinned as he called out. "I'm home!" The dick already hard in his pants—he told her not to cum today, which also meant he didn't cum today. 

[pageofpenandfables]

@intcxications

it went unsaid but it was no secret to hadley that a fairly large reason her uncle had been so persistent with her parents in helping her move into her own apartment was the amount of time he knew he'd be spending there. the once lighthearted affair between them falling into something much deeper, and much more consuming that the younger blonde could have ever predicted for herself - something she went into so blindly, knowing she should put her foot down at some point, but still warmly accepted every instance he showed up on her doorstep.

even tonight when he arrived with his features sunken in far more than usual as he laid with her on the oversized couch in her living room. their bodies contorted to let his head rest over her bare thighs, and her fingertips combing through his hair as she listened to all the ways his wife lacked in showing him the appreciation he craved, the appreciation she knew she could be the one to give him if their circumstance was even slightly different. "you know i don't think she deserves you.." hadley spoke through a pause in his vocalized thoughts, leaning down enough to press her lips to nis temple, mumbling her way down his cheek, "you should be treated like a king, especially in your own home.."

[exsanguinatc]

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Sunday hated clubs. They were loud and chaotic, far too unpredictable for her taste. She liked order. This was the opposite of that. Unfortunately, they were an excellent hunting ground. A meal could always be found in the crowd full of people who weren't going to remember who she was or what she looked like. Hers was just another face blurring into the mass of people. So, she was playing the part for now. There was a carefree smile on her face that didn't quite meet her eyes as she danced with her chosen partner for the night, the one she'd hopefully be feeding on sooner rather than later because this place was unbearable. "I'll be right back!" She yelled to them over the music that set her teeth on edge. There had to be a better way to do this, but she was still new. It had only been a year since she'd been turned. Her control was impressive, but she was still devising the perfect method to feeding. Until she'd done that, she had to survive somehow. But she needed a break. There was too much noise. There were too many people. Her skin felt like it was too tight. The agitation she was hiding beneath the mask of a standard clubgoer made her miss the feeling of a familiar gaze on her. There was too much going on for her to pick up their scent, and she moved a little too quickly towards the bathroom, which she quickly locked herself inside so she could lean her head against the door and sigh heavily. It wasn't perfectly silent. She could still hear the grating music through the door, but it was better. Just a few moments, then she'd go back out there and find a way to get them alone so she could feed and be on her way.

[angelsdvsts]

like for a one line starter based off of my spotify playlist | @intcxications

based off of fantasy by the driver era

"whisper in my ear, tell what me what i want to hear.."

[wantcn]

@intcxications said: 2 MF // MEME // ACCEPTING

SHARP GAZE OF EMERALD GREEN stole a quick glance to the phone hovering near her head before her attention moved right back to the man. Anna grinned, opening her mouth a moment later in an act of obedience, not looking at anything else but him. all of the brunette's attention focused solely on Alvaro even as she heard the sound of people's voices from outside the closed door. "Are you going to fuck my mouth, baby?" the brunette asked in that seductive kind of a purr, sticking out her tongue to lick a long trail across the man's length before enveloping the tip in a soft kiss. not once did she shy away from the gesture, not once did she blush at the idea of getting filmed while giving her dad's best friend a blowjob while hidden in her childhood bedroom. "Feed me your cum before we walk back out there and finish dinner with your friend, my dad?" she continued to tease, each word whispered in a way that made her lips or tongue gently caress Alvaro's cock - teasing even more, even though she knew it was a dangerous game to play.

[starbrght]

“ it's difficult to be around you and not feel this way . “ @intcxications

[jawbrkrs]

" I told you not to fall in love with me. " devil-may-care glint sparked in her eyes, knowing she'd always have him hooked. despite the control she thought she possessed he'd always have an iron grip around her whether she loved it or not. it was a dangerous game they played, a dance on the edge of a precipice, so masterfully executed with deceit and finesse, that their love story was always the talk of every gossip post and t.witter trend. this time, she was captured in a photograph with another man, a stranger to him — just another pawn maneuvered on their chessboard to keep him reeled in. " you jealous? " words dripped for cherry glossed lips, laced with a playfullness that only he had the pleasure of hearing. | @intcxications

[terrorbitch]

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( 18mf. )               there was a bit of fogginess for colby from when she saw him at the park and now. all she knew was that she wanted him in ways she had never wanted someone before. truthfully, she had never seen a man that looked as good as him. she had barely gotten out of her costume, the make up still caked onto her face. in the parking lot, she had managed to get him alone and into her car.... at one of the back lots no one went to. she had been eagerly tugging down his pants, pulling his cock from his boxers and eagerly kissing the soft flesh. “i’ll let you fuck my face, if you want,” she murmured, practically burying her face in his crotch. “i’ll let you cum all over me, wherever you want. in me, if you wan’t. please, i just.. .wanna make you feel good. you literally look like a god.”

[lovecharged]

starter for @intcxications for kwan + sarah based on 19MF from this meme.

kwan knows this shouldn't be happening, yet he's in no state of mind and far from eager to have it stop anytime soon. sarah feels incredible; as he rocks his hips up and fills her up with his cock. one hand is grasping at her hips, the other holding the arm of the couch firm. so he can put his all into driving his cock deeper inside of her, losing his mind within the feeling. it's so rare for him to really let go, to do what he wants to do. kwan lived for order, for doing what was right and appropriate and respectful, but something about her ignited a deeper hunger from the pit of the man's stomach, consuming him to the fullest. "fuck, you feel so fucking good around my cock," he gasps out his praise, cannot recall the last time that he'd had sex this good, that had felt this good. he's hungry for her in ways he'd never been hungry for anyone, even his ex-wife. one hand slips and he's, without a word of warning, rubbing his middle finger against her clit, as he continues to fuck up into her, desperate to have her cum around his cock. "you like that, baby?"

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

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"i don't care what you say, i'm not leaving this bed."

[purehoneybees]

@intcxications sent dungeon + suri for tyson, from this prompt

Tyson was tired of the back and fourth. It was obvious that they were in love, but her husband constantly got in the way. Her mind was filled with doubt and confusion. He planned on fixing that. When he told her they had plans today, he knew exactly what he was doing. The hope was, after tonight, she wouldn't think of anyone but him. 

There was a throne and a table that held her in the doggy position. A vibrator was stuck into her as Tyson watched her from his seat. "Tell me how much you love me. Say that you love me more than you ever loved your husband." The words were filled with determination. After tonight she was going to be his.