#it had purple packaging and it was delicious

[sweetnans]

firefighter!katsuki x reader PLEASEE 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

As you wish🪄💫

You knew and everybody did too that you weren't the most appropriate person to cook so you tried baking instead. It turned out that you weren't good either now that your kitchen was on fire.

Thankfully, you were fast on calling 911 and they sent you a firefighters unit to help you out.

A bulky red-haired man entered your house while you tried to extinct the fire with your tiny extinguisher. He grabbed you gently by your shoulders, guiding you out of your house so they could bring all the equipment without you standing in their way.

"I bet they would have been delicious" he gave you the most charming and calming smile.

If only he knew...

You were sitting in one of the trucks. One of the firefighters was taking your statement and checking on you for burns and any sort of wounds. You were dissociating while he tried to make you talk.

In your mind, you thought that, thank god you lived in a house and not in an apartment complex. You couldn't live with the shame after setting your kitchen on fire, having all the people gathered around you for the disaster you made. It wasn't like your neighbors weren't there. The moment that the fire siren made his appearance in the block, the nosy neighbors alerted the others, and now they were all by their windows watching you from afar, in comparison with apartaments, at least they were far away from it and you didn't compromised their houses.

"You can't bake shit"

A tall and muscled man blocked the sun from you and got you out of your thoughts in an instant.

"Excuse me?" You were leaving the haze you induced yourself to keep away the embarrassment from burning down your kitchen while making cookies.

"What he was trying to say is that we extinguished the fire, and everything is perfect. Well, almost... Do you have someone you can stay with?" The red-haired man interrupted the angry blonde.

"Mm yeah, I think so"

The interaction was pretty odd, and you tried to maintain your focus on the problem.

"How do you even set your stove on fire?" The blonde continued while the other gave him a warning glance.

"You were right," you jumped off of the truck. "I can't bake shit"

You looked sad and obviously you were. Your first attempt to do something new ended up on you spending the night at your brother's house.

While talking with the EMTs and other firefighters, Bakugo couldn't help but notice your gaze and your face. You looked like you were about to burst into tears.

A few days passed from the incident, you were tired, working your ass off, day and night, to fix your house so could go back there, filling up papers to see if your insurance covered the damage while giving your brother a hand watching his kids after school.

You were on the verge of crying when someone knocked on the front door.

"Hey?" You opened the door slightly to see a man standing in front of you with a box in his hands. You didn't recall hearing your brother saying something about an incoming package.

"You match the description he gave me. This is for you, " he smiled.

The blonde who looked like he was going to some party handed you the package, turned around, and left you there feeling uneasy.

Most of the time, in this situations you acted distrustful, but the man didn't give you time to think about the possibilities.

What if it was a bomb?

You wouldn't be surprised afted the incident. You had something with fire and explosions.

Grabbing the box, you walked to the kitchen. Thankfully, the kids were asleep in their rooms, so if it was a bomb, you would have some time to run away from the kids and the house.

You expected, well, a bomb, explosives, or some detonating device. Well, you were wrong.

A cute purple box with a white ribbon on laid down.

You opened the box, and for your surprise, there were tons of cookies of all shapes, colors, and flavors. You were shocked until you saw the card.

Hey, the fire department went by your house yesterday, and we noticed that what originated the fire was your stove. The wires were defective. We filled up the papers already, and the company promised to fix your house and equip it with everything you lost in the fire.

Give me a call when everything is ready, I'll teach how to bake properly without losing your house in the process.

Bakugo Katsuki.

...

I'm sorry if this isn't what you expected 😪 my brain is dry

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[loafgeto]

KINKMAS DAY FOUR: IMPACT PLAY WITH TOJI

synopsis | you just love toji’s big hands, especially when they’re groping your thigh, ass, or tit. it so happens that you get an idea of him using his hands and other toys when you both become intimate.

contents | fem!reader, she/her pronouns, explicit language, boyfriend!toji, established relationship. nsfw, use of impact toys (mostly paddles and bare hands), masochism & sadism, breast/nipple play, dry humping??, dirty talk, unprotected sex, rough sex (spanking, slapping, choking), markings, creampie, squirting, orgasms, pet names, dacryphilia if you squint. if i miss anything lmk

word count | 2.5k

notes | honestly idk how i wrote this like i felt like it sucked so bad

tags | @aydene @biscuitsngravie @homeslices @tiredkitten @get0sfav @erensflies @bleachisfood @witchbybirth (if you want to be tagged, just let me know!)

one thing about you was how much of a morning person you are. waking up energetically with no signs of exhaustion, draped in a bathrobe as you venture into the kitchen— not caring who you’d wake, and preparing the most delicious breakfast that your boyfriend can never deny not ever liking. another reason why you’re such a morning person is solely because of how your boyfriend approaches you when he wakes up.

toji’s not a morning person, never at all. ever since he dating you, he’s been forced awake with the sound of your noisy cooking in the kitchen. but he’s never too tired to slip out of the bed, drag his large body down the hall and towards the kitchen and wrap his arms around your waist. he’ll greet you with a kiss— on the cheek, neck, shoulder, anywhere he can possibly contact with his lips. he’ll pull you back against him, ass perfectly over the bulge of his pants while one hand goes to grope your tit. your boyfriend would gently knead into the fat, absorb your warmth into his body as he whiffs your scent. good morning, baby, toji would whisper— so softly that it sends you shivers down your spine. you love the feeling, it’s why you always enjoy your mornings.

the feeling of your boyfriend’s large hands roaming any part of your body steers you to an edge, and toji knows exactly where to touch that’ll make you pine whenever he walks away. the ache between your legs becomes too unbearable, and you’d forget about your activity in the kitchen to search for him. toji would either be on the bed, or couch, sometimes in the shower or sitting in a chair on the back porch— waiting for you. nothing else is said until you’re on top of him, sinking his thick cock into your heat. you two having sex in the morning was like a regular routine now, but it’s something you both simply enjoy and need to continue on with the day.

an idea struck your head whenever you felt toji’s large hands grope the fat of your ass, slapping the cheeks several times that had you wince— for some reason, you liked it: the sting, the picture of it possibly leaving marks after, and the way it causes your pussy to soak around his cock even more. toji’s hands are always roving around your body when you two are fucking, simply because he wants to feel your delicate skin. the idea you developed just so happens to cause you to buy several things online, not even caring about the cost.

it’s another morning when your phone buzzes, striking you out of the bed and out of toji’s arms. your boyfriend was half asleep, groaning because of the missing feeling of your body. but you’re too excited about the message on your phone that you don’t even acknowledge toji, and leave the room. your enthusiasm felt different this morning and it caused toji to jolt fully awake and aware of the situation. his dark purple eyes follow your figure out and all he ponders is what’s got you like this.

you’re this enthusiastic because your packages have finally arrived— the toys you’ve bought nearly a week ago. after retrieving them from the door, you bring the boxes into the living room where toji arrives shortly after. he’s still confused, having a hint of curiosity in his expression as a hand goes to scratch the back of his head.

“what’cha got there, babe?” toji’s voice chimes in your ears as a smile curves the corner of your lips when you’re cutting the box open. your boyfriend tilts his head when he approaches behind of you, watching as you take several wrapped objects out of the box.

“sex toys,” you reply when toji sits on the floor beside of you, crossing his legs while still observing them. “well, they’re a certain type of sex toy,” you add when you turn to toji, noticing his perplexed expression that obviously spoke out in disbelief.

“why do you need this?” toji proceeds to question, grabbing one of the toys which happens to be a paddle. he shakes it around, earning a short glare from you and chuckles. “well, it’s for us to try. i wanted to try something with you with these toys,” you reply, snatching the paddle from him.

toji raises a brow, maintaining his curiosity. “yeah?”

“use these toys on me, along with your hands,” you simply state, giving your boyfriend a smile.

“like— you want me to smack you with these things?” toji keeps his brow raised, snatching back the paddle into his hands and lifting it up between the two of you. with a nod, toji reacted quite— stunned. “didn’t know you were into that.”

“i just discovered that myself,” you reply, gently pushing the paddle away before climbing on toji’s lap. wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him close to you and he immediately expects a kiss. “you want to try it now?” a faint smirk appears on toji’s lips as a hand moves to grope your ass and you giggle.

“well.. not now, i still have to cook breakfast you know..” you reply, lifting your eyes to toji’s. your boyfriend chuckles, using his strength to lift you in his arms as he stands. with his hands holding underneath your thighs, he wraps your legs around his waist. “we can have it later. c’mon, baby— i wanna give your new toys a try too,” toji hums, huff following after. and of course, there’s no way you can reject that.

toji seemed to become more spirited now that he was on top of you, lips roughly moving against yours as you were pressing your clothed cunt against his knee. you can’t deny how alluring your boyfriend is— the way his words, his gestures, his damn gorgeous face drags you into a remedy of falling in love over and over. toji smiles against your lips, hearing your moans muffle into his mouth as he slips a hand underneath your shirt, pushing your bra up to knead the fat of your breast, eventually pinching your nipple.

“mm- toji~” you mewl softly, running your hands along his toned shoulder blades and down his muscular back, fingertips nearly pulling the material of his shirt. toji hums, a low coo, as he pulls away slightly. he begins by discarding your tops, tossing them side before attacking both your breasts again with his hands. the feeling of his cold hands absorbing into your skin makes you quiver, but the sense of his fingertips playing with your tits just gets that perfect moan out of you— just how toji likes. “need you inside me, baby- please.”

“i hear you, mama. be patient,” toji replies with a chuckle to your neediness. you squirm under him, continuing to rub yourself on his knee, stimulating your clit to make yourself wetter. toji can feel how soaked you were, even when your pussy was covered in thick laced panties. he smiles, watching as you’re fucking yourself on his knee. “my girl is s’needy, ain’t she? should i replace my knee with my cock now?”

“yes— please, toji! pleaseeeee, need your cock~” your whine doesn’t end when toji’s words struck you like a madwoman. your boyfriend eagerly pushes down his sweats as you slip off your shorts, leaving yourself in your underwear. “get on your hands and knees, baby,” toji instructs as he strokes his cock, and you follow his words— propping yourself up on your hands and knees, arching your back slightly as your hips grind back against him.

toji slips down your panties, leaving them around your thighs as he positions himself behind you, prodding the tip of his cock against your entrance. you moan as one of his hands grip the side of your hips, softly caressing the skin and tingling your insides. your boyfriend seemed to enjoy the fact that a simple touch like that gets you aroused— almost into a mess.

“tojiii—” you can’t help up continuously cry out his name until he inserts his cock into your sopping cunt, widening your walls with his thick girth and rubbing faultlessly against your g-spot. he slaps your ass— harsh, making you wince and instantly squeeze around him. “fu-fuck.. you’re s’big~”

“godddd, your pussy feels so damn good,” toji comments, throwing his head back slightly as a low groan follows when he pushes his entire length into you. he takes a quick moment to indulge the heat and pulsating clench of your cunt, groping and smacking your ass several times that it’d leave marks. “fuck my cock, baby. c’monnnnn.”

you couldn’t deny your boyfriend’s request and started moving your hips slowly, bouncing back against his hips and feeling his cock nudge your inner parts. with your moans muffled into the bed sheets, toji grabs one of the impact toys you bought— you didn’t know which, as your mind was occupied on his dick slipping in and out of you.

toji lowers his face to the area you two connected, chuckling quietly when watching your pussy glide up and down, coating his cock with your slickness. it’s always arousing to toji— to see his cock drenched in your wetness, to see you occasionally suck him in as if you’ll never feel him again, and to see you become messier and messier under him.

you gasp loudly when toji slaps the paddle against your ass, causing you to squeeze around toji tighter than before. he grunts, but a smirk follows as your pace begins slowing. “what’s wrong baby, can’t stand it?” toji hums, giving your skin another smack with the toy.

“n-no— toji, it feels so good—” you mewl, your nails digging into the mattress of the bed. you proceed to bounce your hips back, smacking against his pelvic area. each sting causes your body to quiver, mainly your legs, stirring the fog in your head that causes you to improperly think. “that’s good, baby. keep fucking my cock just like that— f-fuck, your pussy is amazing,” toji groans the praise, smacking the back of your thighs with the paddle that makes you whine.

the feel of toji’s hand caressing the skin of your ass after smacking it with the paddle brings a sensation of pleasure, seemingly that he was trying to ease the sting he inflicted. your moans plummet further out of your mouth, pouncing off the walls of the room as you bounced faster against toji’s cock. the sloppy sounds of your arousal audible in your ears, followed by the smacks of the paddle in toji’s other hand. it’s too much to bear— especially when his throbbing tip is fucking into your g-spot continuously, stirring you towards an orgasm.

as you’re busying yourself on his cock, moaning becoming breathy and trying to find your climax— toji’s attention becomes caught with the thought of himself becoming addicted to this situation. he smacks the paddle on your ass again, groaning when he feels you clench around him tight like before. he likes that— so fucking much.

“i’m sososo close— babyyyy,” you cry out as you turn your head slightly, face still pressed against the sheets as you profusely rock your hips. toji’s cock continues to rub against your g-spot, forming a knot in your core before you cry aloud, squirting all over him and the sheets.

but toji wasn’t finished yet— he tosses the paddle somewhere, lowering his body over yours until his chest is pressed against your back, and starts thrusting harshly into you. your eyes widen with the sudden movement as you were freshly out of your orgasm. your pitch of cries became clearer and tears began welling the sockets of your eyes.

“wa-wait toji—”

but your boyfriend doesn’t stop, using one of his large hands to grab your underboob, fingertips pinching your nipple while his other hand slithers down to your clit. his face falls next to yours, mouth near your ear and you can hear the faint sounds of his moans and grunts as he pounds into you. he’d thumb your clit several times before slapping the side of your ass, but his hips heavily ramming into you seems to be doing the better job. he’d ravel his hand around your neck, gently pressing into your throat before licking the lobe of your ear.

“mm- fuck, we don’t need the toys anymore, baby. i can just use my hands on ya now,” toji grunts, his whispery words purring in your ear as he smiles, hearing your moans stumble out as a response when he chokes you. his hips slap harshly against your ass, causing the bed to shake and creak each thrust he gives. you can barely formulate words as your mind becomes foggy, your tears now streaming down your cheeks.

“to—tojiii,” it seems his name was the only syllable you could pronounce at that given moment, legs weakening as his harsh slams into you increases. toji was reaching his own climax, stuffing his cock into your deepest part so that he could dump his warm and thick load.

he clears your tears just so he could see you form more and have them stream down your face again, grunting every moment you clench around him as he thrusts— deeper, and deeper. you don’t know how much you’ve orgasmed at that point: from enjoying his rough fucking to the stinging slaps of his hips and hands on your ass. a sensation you’re loving way too much.

“i’m.. cumming— again,” you state, slurring your words into the bed as toji’s quickly fucking you dumb. your eyes rolled back as you came over him, sobs of pleasures flowing out of your mouth as your walls flutter around him.

“good girl. cummed so much just f’me,” toji smiles, inching his cock deeper when he feels his climax reaching directly after yours. “i’m about to- cum too- fuck. i’m gonna stuff your womb with my babies now, yeah? would my pretty girl like that?”

“yesyesyesyes! pleaseee!”

without seconds of waiting, toji finally ejaculates his load into you— filling your baby room to the brim with his warm cum, having you mewl quietly as your legs trembled and slowly faltered to the bed. when toji pulls away from you, you’re left laying there— panting, sweating terribly, tears dried on your cheek and your mixed cums dripping out of your abused pussy.

the stinging of the paddle and his hips slapping into you gradually returning to your senses, and just as you’re about to turn around, toji decides to flip you instead to face him.

lowering your eyes, you notice toji’s— hard, red and swollen cock staring up at you as if he’s still got more cum to give you. giving him a glance, your boyfriend just starts brushing his tip against your entrance leaking with his cum.

“don’t worry doll, it’s only 9:34. we have all day.”

LOAFGETO. thank you for reading! please do not copy my work or publish in another media without my permission.

a/n: sooo sorry for the delays! been working on my final projects for my classes but i’m officially exam and college free (as of now) AND IM GOINGGGG HOMEEEEEEE so excited to publish more <3

[anonymousewrites]

One Hell of a Love Halloween Special 2023

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

            “Sebastian, is everything prepared for the ball tonight?” said Ciel, sipping his tea as he finished his business for the day.

            Sebastian bowed. “Of course, my Lord.”

            “Good.” Ciel put his teacup down and glanced up at Sebastian. “I expect you ready and in costume before our guests arrive.”

            Sebastian paused. “Are you sure it is necessary for me to wear a costume?”

            “It’s a Halloween Ball, and Elizabeth insists that everyone be ‘in the spirit,’ ” said Ciel.

            “I understand, my Lord.” Sebastian smirked. “I know we must always make a good impression on the Lady Elizabeth.”

            Ciel turned red at the teasing tone in Sebastian’s voice. “Just go and get ready. She had costumes for the staff delivered earlier.”

            “Yes, Young Master,” said Sebastian, bowing again before leaving the room.

            He walked back to his quarters and found a package resting on his bed. He sighed before opening it and holding up the costume. He smirked. (Y/N) would find this entertaining, and if it pleased them, then it pleased him.

            I wonder what they will be wearing, thought Sebastian. It didn’t particularly matter, though. He’d find them sinfully attractive no matter what they wore. However, after their vampire costume last Halloween, he’d be lying if he said he was a bit excited. Sebastian anticipated something demonically divine on their figure.

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            “Happy Halloween,” said Sebastian, bowing as he opened the door for the final guest to enter the Phantomhive manor.

            “Ah, Sebastian!” Elizabeth smiled happily. (She wanted to make an entrance so had arrived last). “You’re wearing your costume!”

            “Of course, my Lady,” said Sebastian. He gave her a closed-eyed smile. “You were generous enough to give a simple servant a gift. I would not let it go to waist.”

            Elizabeth grinned. “It’s not very cute, I know, but it’s very Halloween.” She giggled. “Though I admit I still went with cute.” She wore a purple gown with gold inlays and a tiara on her head. She was a princess.

            Elizabeth spied Ciel across the room and brightened. “Ciel!” She rushed over and hugged him. “Oh, you look simply marvelous!”

            “E-Elizabeth!” stammered Ciel, catching her awkwardly. He had on a fake suit of armor as “Princess” Elizabeth’s faithful knight.

            “You must call me Lizzie!” said Elizabeth, already dragging him towards the dancefloor.

            Sebastian chuckled.

            “She certainly has a lot of energy,” said an amused voice beside him.

            Sebastian smirked as he turned to face (Y/N). “It is to be expect of the Lady Elizabeth, especially on Halloween.”

            “You seem to be in the spirit of Halloween as well,” remarked (Y/N), looking him up and down.

            Sebastian wore a black suit with a translucent black cloaked tinged slightly red draped around his shoulders. He wore gold spectacles that allowed him to gaze at (Y/N) overtop with a familiarly devilish look. “According to Lady Elizabeth, I am a warlock.”

            “A conjurer of evil?” said (Y/N). “What a coincidence. I am a witch.”

  ��         “I could have mistaken you for a succubus with such beauty,” said Sebastian, smirking.

            (Y/N) wore a black dress with a corset on top and had a black shift-like material draped around her and cinched with a belt. The neckline highlighted the slope of their chest, and the dress fell around their figure deliciously. The shift swayed with each movement like shadows chasing their body or a dark, mysterious magic. Around their neck, (Y/N) wore a silver choker necklace inlaid with black jewels. On top of their head, they had a black velvet hat with a short veil guarding their face from the light.

            “Flattery doesn’t work on me,” said (Y/N), smirking.

            “Are you certain?” said Sebastian, taking their hand and kissing the back.

            “Hm, perhaps we should test it.” (Y/N) drew him in and smirked. “Flatter me more.”

            Sebastian’s eyes flashed fuchsia, and he pulled (Y/N) to the dance floor. He spun them out before tugging them to him again. “Where can I begin? This costume—” Sebastian ran his hand down (Y/N)’s side before resting at the small of their back to dip them backwards in the dance. “—it’s sinful how divine you look.” He guided them back up and glanced at their lips, wanting to lean in but unable to look unprofessional in front of Ciel. “But then again, you are always alluring.”

            “Do I distract the finest butler in the world?” teased (Y/N) with a catlike smirk.

            “No one can withstand you,” said Sebastian.

            “So I have you under my control?” (Y/N)’s eyes flashed fuchsia.

            “Oh, darling, you have had me for quite some time,” said Sebastian, smirking.

            “In that case, how about we have some fun and you obey me?” said (Y/N).

            “Oh?” Sebastian raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

            (Y/N) smirked. “The ball is going well. Ciel is busy with Elizabeth. Our own servants are under control. No one would notice if we slipped out.”

            Sebastian smirked. “Lead the way, darling.”

            (Y/N) grinned and took his hand. Silently, the two demons moved from the dancefloor to the door leading to the kitchen and servant quarters. No one would follow them, too busy with the ball. Before the pair were even near their rooms, Sebastian was pushing (Y/N) to the wall and kissing them fervently. He would never get tired of his darling cat demon. And (Y/N) would never tire of their dear raven demon.

            “I thought you always taught me patience,” teased (Y/N) as Sebastian kissed their neck.

            “I waited too long to have you. I will waste no more time,” said Sebastian.

            “I certainly hope not,” said (Y/N). They smiled at him. “After all, I love you too much to wait.”

            Sebastian smirked. “Oh, darling, careful. I love you too much to hold back.”

            He kissed them again, and (Y/N) reciprocated enthusiastically.

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Kinktober 2023 - October 1st

Day 1: Sex Toys/Strap-on, Mutual Masturbation, Muscle

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 735

Warnings: Sex Toys (obviously)

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Staring down at the package in his hands, Frankie’s heart skipped a beat. He’d totally forgotten about his drunken, late-night shopping session online a couple of weeks ago. The one born of beer, frustration and porn. The one that had found him on a reasonably priced site selling sex toys. He remembered ordering a couple of things before the whole spending spree was lost to the morning light. 

However, now his parcel was here, and excitement crept up the back of his neck. Pulling open the nondescript box, Frankie grinned at the contents. A bottle of lube, a cock ring and a purple silicone dildo. Grabbing all three, Frankie left the box on his sitting room floor and headed straight for the bedroom. His cock was already twitching at the thought of using his new toys.

After washing the dildo and quickly pulling off his clothes, Frankie settled on the bed. The cock ring was safely tucked away in his nightstand, ready for its time another day. For now, all he wanted was to be filled up. It had been so long, and his only other dildo just wasn’t scratching the itch the same way it used to. This new one was only slightly longer but definitely thicker and roughly the same size as a real cock.

Frankie was already fully erect now, with the tip of his cock gently nudging against his stomach as he lay on the bed. His skin prickled with anticipation as he lifted his knees up and slowly eased in two lube-covered digits. Frankie often used his fingers when jacking off, so it didn't take long for his body to relax enough to take a third, leaving him quickly ready for his new toy.

Head already fuzzy with arousal, Frankie applied some lube to the dildo before placing its bulbous head against his entrance. Slowly, he began to push it into his waiting hole, feeling the delicious burn as it stretched him open and filled that aching need. Then, just as lazily, Frankie pulled the dildo back, almost completely out, before repeating the action. The pace was relaxed as Frankie relished the fire building in him. It had been so long since he allowed his time for himself and so long since he truly acknowledged what he really wanted.

Pumping the dildo into himself, Frankie let his head drop back onto the pillow as he let out a soft moan. This wasn't as good as a real cock, but it would do for now. It would get him where he needed. His own cock lay on his stomach, untouched and leaking, throbbing each time the dildo fucked into him. 

He wasn't going to last long, but Frankie didn't care. This wasn't a marathon, not this time. He could do that later with the cock ring and edge himself. But not tonight. Tonight was about scratching a very particular itch, one that he realized had been distracting him for weeks.

With his thighs beginning to ache and tremble a little from holding them up, Frankie began to pick up the pace, pounding the entire length of the dildo into his hole and pulling a growl from his throat. Plunging the dildo again and again into his ass Frankie set a new frantic tempo as the shaft disappeared into his body. 

A deep, hungry need began to overtake him as Frankie chased his climax. Moans and gasps filled his bedroom as his red burning cock bounced on his stomach, smearing precum over the smattering of hairs there. Reaching up with one hand to pinch his nipples as he felt his peak approaching, Frankie tweaked the sensitive skin, adding to the red-hot pool about to overflow. 

Frankie continued with his desperate pace, faltering every other thrust as he writhed on the bed as whimpers and hisses fell from his lips. Then, with one final plunge and with the dildo buried deep within him, Frankie let out a loud cry and arched his back as he came, shooting a thick rope of come over his stomach and chest. 

Stars swam behind his eyes as Frankie squeezed them tightly shut, riding his high for as long as he could before flopping back down onto the bed, breathless and spent. Glazing down at his glistening sweat and come-covered body, Frankie felt a smile tugging at his lips. Perhaps this weekend would be better than the last.

[dark-frosted-heart]

Beauty and the Beast’s Christmas - Sariel Noir

Christmas collection story

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this

It was just Sariel and I, alone together in a peaceful snowy white world.

On Christmas night, we came to a snow field to watch shooting stars.

Sitting on a quilt spread on the ground, we gazed up at the night sky glittering with stars that looked like they were about to fall any minute.

Emma: There's so many stars...it's really beautiful.

Sariel: Because of all the lights, it's difficult to see them clearly at court or in town.

Emma: I hope I get to see a shooting star.

While I was reading a book about constellations, Sariel had told me that there was a chance to see shooting stars during this time of the year when the sky's clear...

(I was so happy when you invited me out to go see them with you on Christmas)

I held out a bottle of alcohol that I had secretly hidden in the basket to Sariel.

Emma: Here's a small Christmas gift from me to you.

Sariel: Hehe, you're very transparent.

Emma: Did I really give it away?

Sariel: Yes. Even before we left court, I noticed you acting somewhat absent-minded and restless.

Emma: I can't hide anything from you, Sariel... I found this drink in town. I heard it's pretty rare and hope that it suits your palate.

Sariel: Thank you. Let's drink it together later. I have a present for you as well. Will you accept it?

Sariel smiled, his dark purple eyes narrowing, as he handed me a rectangular package from within his coat.

Emma: Thank you!

My heart pounded as I unwrapped his present and found that it contained a clear glass pen...

The delicate craftsmanship could be seen when held up against the lantern light. I was captivated by its beauty.

Emma: I've never seen a pen made from glass before...It's as sparkly as the stars in the sky tonight.

Sariel: I thought such an elegant tool would suit you so I had one made especially for you by a craftsman I know well.

Emma: Thank you so much. I'll cherish it forever.

Sariel gently caresses my cheek, lifted from happiness, with his fingers.

Then he took out two glasses and poured the alcohol before handing one with swishing light purple liquid to me.

Sariel: Now then, let's enjoy my present. Spending Christmas with you.

Emma: Sariel...

Sariel and I clinked our glasses and downed our drinks. The mellow sweetness slides down my throat with a hint of a burn.

Emma: It's really delicious.

Sariel: I agree. And it warms the body.

Emma: Achoo

I was about to reply when the cold air stung my nose and made me sneeze.

Sariel: Oh, are you cold?

Emma: A little...

Even my warm clothes and the alcohol couldn't defend me from the freezing cold, so I snuggled into my blanket.

Sariel: My, that's not good.

Sariel takes a drink from his glass before suddenly capturing my lips...

His tongue parts my lips and the alcohol flows in.

Emma: Nn...

Sariel: How are you now? Are you feeling a little warmer?

Emma: Y-yes...Um, I'm fine now.

(It wasn't just my throat, but my whole body heated up instantly...)

Sariel: Are you still cold here?

As he holds me down while nibbling my ear, Sariel's scent mixed with the alcohol hits my nose.

His tongue travels down my neck and my hips buck in response.

As he kisses my neck repeatedly, a tingling sensation forms in the pit of my stomach from the ticklish, tantalizing stimulation.

Sariel: You can see the night sky clearly from your current position. Are there shooting stars?

Emma: I don't...know...

I should be able to see the endlessly starry sky when I look over Sariel's shoulder, but I'm struggling to keep my eyes open because of the repeated sweet and tantalizing sensations.

Sariel: We came to look at shooting stars, so keep your eyes on the sky okay? I'll watch over you.

(I'm embarrassed, but my body's at its limit and Sariel seems to be enjoying my reaction...)

(I don't think I can wait for shooting stars anymore...so...)

Emma: Right now...I want Sariel more than shooting stars.

Sariel smiled and gently stroked my hair, as if he'd been waiting to hear those words.

Sariel: Then shall we return to court?

~~

After being thoroughly exhausted from our lovemaking, I started dozing off in a comfortable weariness when Sariel gently puts his lips to my ear.

Sariel: I've had an invaluable Christmas... Let's go see shooting stars together again.

(Okay...promise...)

I answered in my mind and drifted off into a happy holy night dream.

[lou-struck]

Advent Calendar

Beelzebub x Reader

Day 1: Advent Calander

25 Days of Ficmas Masterlist

~The Countdown to Christmas starts today, and you can’t wait to crack open the first door on your Advent Calander.

On your last trip to the human world, you tore through several stores trying to find bits of holiday cheer to bring back for the Brothers, the other exchange students, and those in the Demon Lords Castle. While the Devildom does celebrate Christmas, there are many things that you could not find in the windows of Majolish.

One thing, in particular, was the cheap drugstore advent calendars. Nothing says Christmas is fast approaching like opening up one of the flimsy paper doors on the first day of December and enjoying your first daily chocolates.

There were so many options, you just had to buy a few to bring back for everyone as a little surprise.

With the other calendars stashed away till tomorrow, you take yours and place it in the kitchen, more focused on the treasure within rather than the dangers it is exposed to in there.

Excitedly you head up to bed knowing that the sooner you go to sleep, the sooner you can crack open the first door.

~

The dark sky looks a bit lighter in the mornings, especially since you have something to look forward to. Excitedly you slide on your slipper and rush to the kitchen to open the first door of your advent calendar.

But when you get to the kitchen you are surprised to see your advent calendar on the counter. Your brows furrow in confusion, Hopefully, you placed it there by mistake last night and no one has gotten into it.

But as you search for the first door you are surprised to see that it looks like it has been opened already. With a sigh, you pull back the little paper door. The emptiness on the other side is heartbreaking. The little chocolate is nowhere in sight.

Checking the other doors you see that all of the chocolates have been eaten. Dejectedly you take the now-empty calendar and walk over to the trash can.

Just as you are about to throw it away the double doors of the kitchen burst open. In walks Beel in his search to scrounge up a bit of food before breakfast is served.

"Good Morning Mc, did you sleep well?" He greets you with a smile. His orange hair still messy from sleep

He looks so adorable you smile back at the gentle giant despite the circumstances. "Good Morning Beel.

His light purple eyes look at the now empty chocolate advent calendar in your hands. "Those chocolates were Delicious MC. But the packaging was kinda strange. I almost ate the whole box trying to find them all."

"So you ate my Calendar?" you ask him as the realization hits you like a sleigh.

Out of everyone in the House, the avatar of gluttony is the most likely to take your food as a late-night snack. It makes you feel a bit stupid for not coming to this conclusion sooner.

A look of shame flashes across the demon's face as he nods. "I-I wasn't supposed to eat those, was I?"

Your gaze softens and you shake your head, "No, but it's okay Beel.”

“I’m really sorry Mc what was it?” He asks, his shoulders deflate and he truly looks sorry for what he did.

You gesture for him to follow you as you take the calendar and move over to the countertop so you can show him. “This is an advent calendar. Up until Christmas, you open a numbered door each day. Each chocolate has a different design on it.”

“I didn't see that they had any designs on them,” he says sullenly, his finges come to fiddle with the opened doors as if he is trying to figure out what was printed on the chocolates he had eaten in the middle of the night.

“It’s okay.” you say placing your smaller hand atop his larger one, “When I give you your calendar, you can see what is one each chocolate before you eat it.”

His eyes widen, “You’re giving me one?” A deep blush covers his features as his eyes bore into yours." Even after I ate yours?"

"Of course," you laugh. Through the look of admiration, he is giving you, you see something else thrashing around in his gaze.

Slamming his fist on the table he turns around and takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry, but I can’t accept your gift,” he says fighting what you think is a sniffle. “Please keep it for yourself to make up for my mistake.”

You nod It takes a lot for Beel to turn down food, especially since it's from you. “I understand Beel,” you say walking around to face the demon. “Are you sure you don’t want it?”

“No,” he gulps “Not when it meant so much to you.”

~

After Breakfast, you duck away to grab the calendars for everyone. After a brief explanation of what they are from you, you pass one out to each of them with the exception of Beel. 

As all the brothers excitedly open the first door of their calendars showing off the different designs printed on their chocolates, you are surprised to see that Beel has stayed true to his word. 

He has placed himself in the corner of the room and is trying his best to not look at the sweets that are being enjoyed.

Even though he had a huge breakfast the poor demon looks starved from the corner where he is sitting. 

Grabbing your calendar you move to join him. “May I sit?” you ask. When he nods you join him and being to trace the front of the calendar with your fingers trying to find the first door.

When you find it, you gently open it up and plop out the first chocolate. Flipping it around you see the design is a fluffy little teddy bear wearing a scarf. It reminds you of Beel so much you chuckle.

“Is that a bear?” he asks as you nod taking the chocolate in your hands and breaking it into two pieces. 

“For you,” you say holding out the half to him.

“A-are you sure?” he says 

“Yes Beel, please take it,” you tell him encouragingly. 

With your permission, he takes the half you're holding out to him with a shaky hand. He plops it into his mouth, his eyes close as he savors the flavor of the cheap chocolate. 

You do the same. The nostalgia hits you like a ton of bricks as you smile thinking about the calendars you have gotten before.

“It’s delicious,” he says with a smile.

“Mmhmm” you hum spying a bit of chocolate on his bottom lip. 

“What’s wrong?” he asks “Do I have something on my face?”

“Just a bit of chocolate,” you say with a giggle.

“Oh,” he chuckles, “Would you get it off for me?”

“Of course,” you grin mischievously. Planning to take a bit more than just the chocolate from his soft lips.

[gidget36]

Yandere Erasermicnight x Reader Royal AU:

Before you say anything, I didn’t copy anyone. Some of your powers came from some of your relatives

Name: Y/n Rose Aizawa-Yamada

Powers: ( Y/n) Erasure,teleportation, elemental, mind- reading, eye of the angel,crystal,shape shifting, summon,lullaby ,Voice, Somnambulist, telekinesis and phoenix.

Aizawa: Erasure and Telekinesis

Hizashi: Voice and Lullaby

Nemuri: Somnambulist and Crystal

You’ve always known that you were different from your family because you have blue eyes and blonde hair with a black streak and purple tips. Your fake mom has green eyes and brown hair while your fake dad has brown eyes and blonde hair. Your younger sister Daisy looks just like her dad. The parents are very abusive towards you and they love their daughter .Why, you might ask? Because you have magic powers and they are very worried that you will hurt them and your sister hates you so you and her don’t get along.They own a bakery that makes the most delicious pastries, cookies, candies, cakes and other delicious items in town.The Royal Ball is coming up soon and the family was invited. You’re already making dresses for you, your sister ,her mom along with a suit for her dad. You’re a little bit of a designer but your family doesn’t know. You are also making sure that your little sister’s dress is very comfortable so that it doesn’t itch. The night before the ball, you finished the outfits around 9:00“ Finally done, I hope they love their new clothes” you said to yourself . You wrapped each of the outfits up and left them in their bedrooms with a note on them. You put yours in the closet then went to bed.

What each outfit looks like:

Suit:

Dresses and hair:( third and fourth picture is your outfit and hair)

Meanwhile at the castle:

King Shouta ,his husband and his wife were settling down into bed for the night when King Hizashi spoke “ do you think that our daughter will be at the ball tomorrow night?” He asked. Queen Nemuri responded “ I hope so, it’s been 2 years since we’ve seen her, I hope she’s okay. Her powers must have already started to show. Her kidnappers will pay for taking her away from us.”She replied. “ Alright now, let’s get some rest, and when tomorrow night ends, our daughter will be back in our arms again” King Shouta said as he laid down and closed his eyes. They all said good night and went to bed.

The next day:

The parents got up and went to get dressed and then they saw two packages on their dresser. “ What’s this?” The man asked. “ I’m not sure honey, my guess is that these are our outfits for the ball tonight.” His wife replied. “ look, there’s a note on them” he said as he took the note off of the package.

What the note says:

“Here are your outfits for the ball tonight, I made them extra special for you. I hope you like them” -Y/n

“ So Y/n made these for us?” The man asked himself. “ How sweet of her. I wonder if she made a dress for her sister?” The woman said. Meanwhile, you’re already up and starting to get ready for the day. After getting ready, you went to wake up your bratty sister. After waking her up, you went downstairs and had some toast and orange juice for breakfast.After cleaning up your mess, you went to your room and made the bed. The day went as normal, the parents were working in the bakery and you were playing with your little sister because her parents made you . The night came and everyone started to get ready for the ball. ( use your imagination to see makeup, accessories and shoes and see above for outfit and hair style.)And when we arrived it was… slightly overwhelming, yeah sure, the aesthetic of the place was gorgeous, crystal chandeliers, golden thrones, ball gowns, just beautiful. “ Okay, you little brat, behave yourself and don’t embarrass us”. But once we got over the flare of it, the parents were just talking to a bunch of old ladies who like their cookies, and You’ve been holding a fruity drink that you couldn’t tell if you liked, and sitting down in the corner of the room, boredly counting the tiles at your feet with your sister in your lap.

“I NOW ANNOUCE, THE ROYAL FAMILY OF (NAME)” an echoing voice sounded throughout the large ballroom, and everything went silent. Eyes were held directly on the door, and immediately everyone was bowing down on the floor, so naturally, you placed your sister down and threw yourself on the ground with them, no way in hell you were getting executed for disrespect, as others had in the past. Then the doors opened, and in walked three figures, eyes searching the crowd for a certain someone. Yes, you. I’m sure you are wondering why, because you are their only child and they are still looking for you. The one time where they could finally snatch you up without raising suspicion would be in these balls, in reality, they hated them, it was just a bunch of poor people trying to get on their “good side” to get a handout, or a favor, or a bragging stone. They don’t have a good side though, that’s reserved for you, and you only.

“Yes, yes. We must thank you all for coming on this fine night, and we hope you enjoy the luxury of our castle, exploration Is allowed, we will ask you all to stay out of any upstairs units, and the west wing, as this is our personal spaces, and that must not be impeded on. With that, have a great night at our annual ball!” King mic announced, his voice carrying through the room, and so everybody (including you) got up from their bowing positions. “ Daisy stay with your mom and dad,I’m going to go to the garden, okay?” “ whatever🙄” She went to her parents and you left to go outside. “God dangit, too many hallways” you muttered under your breath, making your way down the left hallway, turns out you wandered pretty far after a little while, You’d made it all the way to the garden. Which was all the way on the left side, far, far away from where you originally started. You took a moment to admire the scenery, the flowers, the butterfly’s, the stars, everything. Wow… it’s amazing, just genuinely, amazing. One of your favorite flowers, lilac was found almost all around you ,and it smelled, so, so, good, Like someone had just sprayed the most amazing perfumes all around you . You walked around the garden and saw the swing where your mother would push you in when you were a small baby and you saw the flowers that you and the gardener planted when you were little “ They took care of the flowers when I was gone. I miss you Mom and Dad and papa”You said tears running down your cheeks.You didn’t notice that you were being followed. You started to sing the song that your mom sang to you and your magic started to awaken and twirl around you and two pairs of angel wings came out of your back and Aizawa was watching and he teared up knowing you were his long lost daughter. You remember that you needed to get back so you headed to the castle. In your running you hadn’t realized the tall figure standing there, you bumped into him your dress swayed heavily behind you at the slow stop, and your breath hitched seeing who it was… holy shit you just bumped into the king aka your dad . “I-uh- your highness, my apologies” you spluttered out, straightening up and trying to compose yourself , just for one moment. Aizawa almost melted right there. “What’s a little thing like you doing out here? All alone? Are you alright dear?” He questioned, bending down to meet your height, oh Cmon, how come whenever you just calm yourself down, that someone asks you if you’re okay? You’re obviously not, so why even ask? With that, you broke down, you tried to keep it in, you really did, but then a few whimpers came out, along with a few stray tears, and then the whole waterworks started. A sob left your lips, and you almost fell to the ground, but Aizawa was able to catch you before it could happen. You wrapped your arms around his neck and sobbed “ Daddy!! I missed you” you cried. Aizawa started to stroke your head and back as you sobbed into his shoulder “ I missed you too baby girl, just let it out, let it all out sweetie” He cooed. It’s a father’s job to comfort their little daughter when she’s crying, or upset. He noticed bruises and burns on your arms and legs and he was raging mad but he calmed down so he wouldn’t scare you.You both headed back inside as it was starting to rain. You didn’t notice that you had company and she was not happy.

Meanwhile in the ballroom:

Daisy was with her parents when she got bored and started to walk away from them and explore the place. She walked into the second hallway and saw the king holding you in his arms while rocking you . She got very angry at that “ Why is she getting attention from the king and not me?!?!, There’s no way that she is the princess!!!”” Daisy thought to herself as she stormed back into the ballroom. You were too busy playing with your dad’s hair and trying to calm down to notice. You had cried yourself out. Daisy and her parents came over and saw you in the king’s arms “ Your majesty, thank you for finding our daughter but we will be taking her back.” They said trying to take you from him. You clung onto him tighter and snuggled closer to him than before . Aizawa looked at you and asked what happened “ Daddy, don’t let them take me. They’re the ones who hurt me.” You whispered. Aizawa held you tighter to his chest and glared at the family in front of him. “ So you two are the ones that took our daughter away from us 2 years ago and to make matters worse, you hurt her?!?!” Shouta angrily said . “ Honey, what’s going on” Queen Nemuri said hearing the commotion as she walked over with Hizashi behind her when they saw you in Shouta’s arms . “ My baby girl” she whispered as you looked up spotting them and reached out towards them . “ Mama, Papa” you called out to them making grabby hands. Shouta loosened his grip on you and handed you to Nemuri who takes you into her arms and holds you close to her chest as you lay your head on her shoulder. Hizashi walks over to you and strokes your head and holds you and Nemuri gently in his arms. “ My princess, I am so happy to finally have you back in my arms.” Nemuri said softly as she held you very gently.She smiled softly as you snuggled into her chest. “ Oh right, Shouta what were you yelling about earlier???” Hizashi asked. “ These people are the ones that took our daughter away from us and to make matters worse,they hurt her!!!” Aizawa said angrily. “ What?!?! Guards!!” Hizashi yelled , covering your ears first. Three to five guards arrived and bowed “ You called for us, your majesty?” The head guard responded as they lifted their heads spotting you in the Queen’s arms. “ I see that the princess has returned. Welcome home your highness” one of the guards said. Hizashi takes you from Nemuri as he wanted to hold you. “ Take these people to the dungeon on the charge of kidnapping our daughter ,the princess!!! And call for a doctor to treat her wounds!!!”Hizashi said angrily holding you close as you had passed out in exhaustion. “ Of course your majesty.” The head guard replied and grabbed the father as one of the other guards grabbed the mother and the child and dragged them out. “ Let me go you ruffians!!” The mother screamed.

A few minutes later and you were changed into a nightgown and resting on a soft bed. The doctor was called and started to treat your wounds. You had bruises and burns everywhere. He finished and stood up and bowed to your parents “ She’s all right now and her wounds will heal in a few days time. She seems to be a bit malnourished but she should recover soon your majesty. Please apply this cream every day and night for a week.” the doctor said as he straightened up , took out some burn cream from his bag and handed it to your mom then he packed his medical bag and took his leave. “ She doesn’t deserve this honey , honestly what did she do to them to deserve this treatment?!?”Queen Nemuri said as she sat at your bedside. “ I don’t know dear, but hopefully we can find out but for now let’s focus on our daughter.” King Shouta replied sitting on the bed with his wife and husband. He stroked your hand and held it in his own. You unconsciously tightened your hand around his and your mother’s as she was holding your other hand in hers. “ Daddy , Mama papa don’t go…” you mumbled starting to thrash and breathe heavily. Hizashi immediately took action and held you close to his chest as Shouta and Nemuri cuddled up to him and started to stroke your hair and back. You awoke with a scream and looked around the room spotting your parents on the bed as Nemuri started to sing to you. “ Hey hey hey baby girl, we’re right here with you and we won’t leave you I promise” Hizashi whispered holding your hands in his as Shouta stroked your head “ Your papa is right,we will never leave you again ” Shouta said as you snuggled into your papa’s chest. Nemuri’s lullaby helped you to calm down and relax.Your eyes closed as you fell back asleep snuggled up under your blankets as your parents looked at you with love. “ I think we should let her sleep” Nemuri whispered moving to stand up when she felt your hand in hers squeezing it. “ I guess we can stay here and sleep” Shouta said as he got comfortable as well as Hizashi who was lying down with you on his chest. ‘“ Okay, you win” Nemuri said defeated as she got back into the bed and laid down next to you. Sweet dreams everyone” Shouta said as he falls asleep. Soon everyone is asleep cuddling up to each other. ( use your imagination to see what I mean)

[originemesis]

there's an employee knocking at the door of adam's new room;    delivery incoming!    a package with an outfit, undoubtedly commissioned by vox & courtesy of velvette - perfectly tailored to the fallen angel's measurements. along with that, a bouquet with a grand arrangement of yellow & purple flowers.

a card is tucked between the petals,   ' great show, feathers. digging the riffs. treating you to dinner tonight, be ready by 8. - vox '

It had barely been ten minutes by the time he stormed off stage and in to the little set up known as his far from Velvette as possible corner of the tower. After that finale of a tantrum thrown, he was needless to say- wound up. Who would have thought the casual grittiness and electrized bullying of notes would be such a hit amongst a hellish crowd, anyway? And when they factored in the annoying fact that just about everyone there knew the deeds of a certain genocidal general and that his even being there was a delicious slice of schadenfreude considering that recent proposal of his had fallen in on itself with his own drop, well- it was intriguing enough to come out and either hate listen or vibe to the riffs of a thrice dejected fuckboy with nothing more to lose. Well, except that one little thing- the one too big to just transfer in one thirsty transaction.

Slamming open the mini fridge to grab a soda, he took a moment to spear the bottom with one of the spikes on his jugular cover and proceeded to shot gun it. Classy. The knock on the door was just another task to collect uh-...free shit? Free shit was the best. Blinking through his mask, he walked the collection of things over to a cough and dumped it there for safekeeping, opting to deposit the flowers on the coffee table instead. His hand lingered briefly on the petals of one bloom as if he were recalling the tediousness that came with arranging the garden back when Eden had been the first Minecraft server in existence. The card beside it was what he ultimately snagged to inspect and he'd roll his eyes and flick it back to his 'nest' of a hoard that was basically goodies piling up on his couch since he'd yet to sort through some of it.

"They better have fried lasagna down in this bitch." And he let Vox know that much via text with a quick voice to chat message he sent him via his helmet- handy thing with its handy V tech upgrades that it had. Another message was soon sent after-

"So riff was rad as fuck, right?"

Another message sent after a potent pause- "Don't call me 'feathers', or I'll dust you, brah."

[chicchanmooshy]

Ch 21. Christmas at Usagi's, part 4 - gifts

TW: NSFW, 18+, explicite

All turtles are aged-up

It took quite a while before everyone woke up next morning. Ishtar felt refreshed after last night and sighed. She felt small movements in her hair. Curious, she opened her eyes to see who was fidgeting with her. There she found Leonardo caressing her blue ribbons.

“Would you like to have them?” she asked, carefully not to wake the others.

“No, not as long as I have you. I already got a blue mask. And besides, they look better on you”, he said and kissed her nose.

Lifting herself on one elbow she looked around the tent. The others were sleeping around them. Ishtar giggled softly at the sight where her clothes had went. Her purple and black stockings hung over the zipper of Donnie's compartment. Raphael was sleeping on his back still holding her bra. And Mickey...

“I've never seen this before, but somehow it doesn't surprises me at all”, she whispered to Leo.

He grinned. “Well, if that thong had been blue, I'd do the same.”

“Just as long you don't make a face mask out of it. How does he make sure my thong stays on his face? Because he moves quite a lot in his sleep.”

“He has his ways”, Leo shrugged.

“We probably should wake up the rest, don't we?” Ishtar asked.

“Yes, we should. Although Raph can be a challenge...”

Ishtar looked at Raphael for a moment. She smirked, because she had the best idea. So she crawled over to him and climbed on top of his face, only a few inches above it. She looked down, wondering how long it would take for him before he would wake up to her delicious essence.

Five seconds passed and nothing happened yet.

“Wow. I'm not sure if I should call you evil or just naughty. Please wake me up that way, sometime soon...” Leo groaned.

Raphael's nostrils were coming alive now. He took take a deep breath, moaned and opened his eyes. He looked right into her folds and moaned again, this time louder.

“Geez, what a way to wake up. Breakfast in bed, my favorite! Come here babe, come sit on my face.”

Leonardo's view was fantastic. Seeing their female enjoying herself with his brother. And Raph was still very gentle with her, even for his doing. So sweet. But his own body was starting to demand his attention. So he got up and came to stand before her, offering his now fully swollen member.

“Would you please blow me?” he asked in that dark voice of him, filled with lust.

As an answer she gripped his hip tightly and pulled him closer.

“Make sure you're standing firm, Leo”, Raph said between licks. “She has talent for this and is possibly even better than Mickey..”

“That's not possible! I'm the king of blowjobs!” said Mickey from his bed.

“Hey Ishtar, where are you with your thoughts?” Leo nudged her gently while they were still lying in bed. “What are you thinking of?”

Finally waking from her daydream she looked sheepishly at him and grinned. “Just an interesting fantasy. This was a good one.”

“Yes, I could smell your arousal already. It doesn't take much to warm up, now do you? To put it mildly”, he grinned.

“Shall we use the old fashioned way of waking them up?”

“You could, but get dressed first. There is always a possibility that Raphael will scare you out of the tent..”

In the end it wasn't that bad and Raphael even came without being grumpy.

Because of the five young children of Usagi, they had breakfast first. And then came the feast of unwrapping presents.

Ishtar sat just outside the big circle. She enjoyed the happy expressions on everybody's faces, the laughter and the happy exclamations. All the gifts were quickly distributed by Mickey. But it was just too busy to her liking. In her own bubble Ishtar almost missed Mickey giving her present to Master Splinter. Fortunately, Splinter looked in her direction before opening the package. The twinkle in Splinter's eyes was the best gift she could get from him. After all, she liked making memories more than giving and receiving gifts.

Leonardo and Donatello looked at that gift but really had no idea what is was. Until Splinter pulled it over his tail.

“It's a tail sock, guys..” she informed them.

“Wow, that's a thought-full gift..” said Leo.

Soon after Donnie gave his gift to Ishtar. Her own lab-coat with some inspiring quotes on it. And a big number 42 on it as well. She thanked him with a goofy smile, “I love it Donnie”, and kissed him on the cheek.

Raphael presented his gift a little apprehensive. He had knitted (of course) a scarf for her. But with such a small yarn and it was so soft... with red and black roses on it.

“Raph, it's beautiful, thank you so much!”

Mickey's turn. Bouncing around, he plopped down next to her and handed a small box. She looked at him thought-full at first, but he kept looked at her expectantly. “Open it.” he encouraged her.

Inside she found an aluminum weird shaped tube with a tapered tip and a ring thingy on top. Hollow on the inside and in Mickey's color.

“I don't mean to be rude Mickey, but I have absolutely no idea what this is. Could you tell me?”

“It's a kazoo, babycakes. It's an instrument. You play it by humming on it.”

He took the small instrument and hummed a tune on it.

“Wow, that's a funny sound. Kinda like a nasal sound.”

“I'll teach you when we're home again. Or maybe sooner, if Leo and Donnie aren't around. And Raphie isn't irritated yet”, he grinned.

“You annoyed them already with a kazoo?”

“I don't annoy, they find it annoying. There's a difference”, he stated.

Ishtar chuckled. “Thank you to give me the chance to learn a new instrument, Mickey.”

And finally Leonardo came forward and gave her.. an envelope. “It was really difficult for me to find the perfect gift for you. I want to give you the world.. everything your heart desires. Until I can, this is a small gesture towards that.”

Ishtar opened the envelop and found a letter with the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen.

Dear Ishtar. In a very short time you have become very dear to me. From the moment you showed interest in me, I wanted to do this with you. I therefore want to ask you to have a romantic dinner with me.

Always yours, Leonardo.

After reading the text twice she smiled and folded the letter back into the envelope and pressed it against her heart. Looking into his beautiful blue eyes, she nodded. “I would love to, Leo. Just say when and where,” she said slightly blushing.

She moved closer, turning his face downward with her hand and kissed him lightly. Leonardo returned her kiss and with closed eyes he laid his forehead to hers. They sat there for a while holding hands.

From a distance Usagi waited patiently, as he witnessed the forging of a close bond between those two lovers.

After a considerable time they were still fondling each other.

“Leonardo-san..” he finally interrupted the lovers. “As a gift for you and your brothers and Ishtar, I made some arrangements. I would like to take you sailing. With your permission, we leave in two days. It's a day's journey from here, so you still have plenty of time to prepare. We will be away from home for three days, maybe four.”

Mickey was so excited, totally over the moon, bounching all around. Raph and Donnie liked it too, but played it more cool. Leonardo looked at Ishtar, “sounds nice, wouldn't you agree?”

She nodded eager. “I very much would like to come. I love being on the water.”

“Good, that settled. In two days we'll come with you, Usagi.”

The journey to the Great Open Water was done by jogging. Usagi assumed that everyone could sustain that. Unfortunately, Ishtar's condition was not yet at that level. The first hour she could easily keep it up, but after that it became more difficult for her. Then Raphael offered to carry her. But hanging over his shoulder for hours on end didn't seem all that appealing to her.

“Can't I just sit half on your shell, half on your backpack?” she asked.

Raph looked down at her and answered grumpy, “I'm not your mount.”

Ishtar raised an eyebrow with a mischievous smile on her lips. But before she could comment on that, he cut her off.

“Don't even say it! OK, you can piggyback on top of my shell, but I'll swear, if you say anything about this to the others, you'll pay for it!”

“I wouldn't dare”, she said holding up her hands.

For the next several hours Ishtar alternated walking and piggy-backing, until they reached the Great Open Water in late afternoon. Usagi arranged for them to sleep in a barn near the water for the next few days, since there wasn't a tavern nearby. They dumped their stuff in the barn and played in the water for a while. Dinner was again arranged by Usagi. Socializing around a campfire and going to bed early.

Ishtar woke up very early the next morning, the sun hadn't even risen yet. Carefully slipping out of the haystack where they all slept, she walked to the water. She could see on the horizon that the sun will soon show its face again. The shy coloring now a deep blue and purple.

She always felt happy near water; she grew up near a big lake. And it always had an attraction to her. Now since she had been mutated, that attraction had only grown. The reason why, she had not yet explored.

Looking up into that crisp air she saw stars in the sky. In very different constellations than on their earth, but still comforting to see. A song bubbled up in her.

And the stars

they are fading

The sun, it is falling

the stars, they are fading

The moon slips into the dark

slips into the night

It's early in the morning

and the moon is hardly showing

There are creatures all around

see their shadows and hear their sounds

But they're taking me places

places I don't know

It's getting kind of spooky

should I stay or follow?

But they take me by the hand

and whisper in my ear

“There's no need to worry

first, let's make that clear

But we're gon'to take your places

places you will know

They look kind of different

but not to your heart or to your soul

So just open up your senses

and let the light in

You've now reached these gates,

so you may as well step in”

And the mystery unfolds

as she walks along the path

The trees talk to her

finally at last

It's a long way home

I'll be back at down

got to walk this road alone..

Finally she opened her eyes again and saw to her right Usagi and Leonardo standing close by. They had been listening to her singing. Leo had that smile on his face he always has, after she sang him something. Usagi was quite in awe. Of course he had heard her sing before, but this was something more, quite amazing, more... wildly, this went so much deeper. He didn't know what kind of word would describe it best.

“Would you like to join us in meditation?” asked Leonardo.

“Sure. I was wondering when you would wake up already”, she teased. “I woke up an hour or so ago.”

They sat down in a circle near the water. The sun had risen above the horizon and now warmed them nicely. Ishtar sighed, feeling happy. Halfway through, she heard the other three turtles wake up. In the background she could hear them talking and preparing breakfast for all of them. A little while later it became quiet again. She welcomed the silence very much, so didn't think twice about the fact that those three brothers were never silent together. That was her mistake.

“I still don't get how she keeps it up guys. Meditating every day, it's so boring”, said Mickey.

“Well, you know. Master Splinter told her to. And better her than us, don't you think,” responded Donnie.

“Yeah, but do we have to wait to eat until they're done? How long have they actually been at it?”

“Yes, we have to wait. And I have no idea. Ishtar's bed was already cold when we woke up, but Leo's was still warm. That was strange, because he usually wakes her for meditation.”

They were silent for a whole minute.

“Ooh, I have an idea guys. Shall we see if we can break Ishtar's focus?” asked Mickey eagerly.

“Oh lord, what have you come up with now?” asked Donnie. And even Raphael looked worried.

“Well, Ishtar had some trouble dancing and stuff. So, shall we give her a performance? With guilty pleasure songs? I took a look at the list and there are quite useful songs in there. What do you think of these?” he rambled on while playing some songs softly.

“Oooooh, I want to do that second song! Really, if she doesn't go on the first song, she'll break on the second! I am in. Raph, are you in too?”

“Sure, anything to make her laugh out loud. Gosh, do I love that sound.”

So they set up a "stage" in Ishtar's direct line of sight. Starting with Abba – Gimme gimme gimme.

Ishtar heard the music start and was quite curious. 'What are the guys up to now?' But she kept her focus.

Half past twelve

and I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone

Hearing them sing the first lyrics, with quite high pitched voices broke her concentration. She frowned and tried hard to keep her mouth relaxed. But this was so difficult. With a few deep breaths, she brought herself back to the stillness in her head. The silence that was quickly dispelled by the music.

Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight

won't somebody help me chase the shadows away

Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight

Take me through the darkness to the break of the day

Her eyes flew open to watch that ridiculous performance. She saw Mickey and Raph  singing into their weapons. And Donnie... oh my fucking goddess.. even Donnie was singing in his bo staff...

And of course they had to stand exactly in that spot. Right in her line of sight. 'They must have done that on purpose. Well, they may have broken my focus this time. They won't succeed twice.' she thought and closed her eyes again.

The brothers finished the song without Ishtar looking again.

“Wow! That was amazing! Did you see that? She really did look! Uhu, uhu, uhu uhu uhu.” Mickey bounced around.

“OK, now my song”, Donnie said enthusiastically. “Could you get me this, and...”

Ishtar couldn't hear what else Donnie was saying, as they walked in a different direction.

“Are your brothers always this annoying, Leonardo-san?” asked Usagi.

“Yes, and this was even the beginning of annoying. Brace yourself, they're up to no good. It's just meant to break our concentration. They try that every once in a while, every time Master Splinter is not around..”

“I think they're trying to break mine”, said Ishtar.

“Oh, I know so. They cannot break me with songs, they know that already. But I want to help you. While I'd rather have you train yourself in this, you may now have the chance to use some earplugs.”

“You know, I will do without earplugs. Might as well get used to those pranks.”

She looked at him in disbelief. “Seriously? Would you allow me that? But why now?”

“Well, to bother them, of course.” Leo smirked.

“Best way to do it. Just be glad they're just singing. They tried to break me once with farting in my face.”

“Noooo, they did not!” Ishtar exclaimed.

“Unfortunately, they did. Didn't break me though. I just held my breath.”

“Well, I can't hold my breath that long. But I did grow up on a farm with cows. Believe me, I've smelled worse things in my life. Farting wouldn't be a thing that can break me.”

“Good to know. And... here they come again..”

Ishtar was very curious about what they had brought. But she also knew that as long as she remained curious, it would be difficult to maintain her focus. She wiped everything out of her mind and even yawned a little.

“Wow, did she just yawn?” asked Donnie. “She's so gonna get it!”

'Ooh goodie, I know this song too', thought Ishtar when she heard the music start again. 'Mickey is singing the higher notes again. And Raph the rest. Sure, whatever guys. This song won't work on me.'

“It's alright if you take a peek Ishtar. After all they're showing off for you”, Leo said softly.

'Well, if Leo's says so', she thought and opened one eye to look.

Bad choice.

(To everyone who wants more visuals, look up this video on youtube: Robin Schulz – Sugar)

Her first response was surprise. Sure she heard the music, but she didn't quite get what they were doing.

These turtles had brought three buckets, filled with water and a lot of soap. And sponges... So now while mostly Raph was singing, Mickey and Donnie were playing with the sponges. Slapping a sponge on each other's bodies. Soaping their own bodies. Squeezing that sponge over their heads so that all the water and soap would drench them. This was so wrong, like fifty shades of wrong. And yet, seeing those three showing off just for her, it was hot as hell.

That did the trick, churr...

She really couldn't contain herself anymore. Leaving that meditation for what it was. This was so much more fun. And they looked so ridiculous. Starting with a giggle and snorting. And soon after, she was rolling in the grass laughing.

At that point the boys knew they had won. As an encore, they danced in sync, ending up throwing a bucket of water on themselves.

Yelling loudly, they gave each other a high three, picked up their things and ran inside to dry themselves off. Leaving Ishtar alone. She sighed. 'Now I'm was stuck with this pent up sexual energy. Yeah, this is going to be a great day', she thought sarcastic.

With a sigh she looked at Leo.

“Hey, don't blame me for that”, he said.

“I wasn't going to. It's just.. what just happened?”

Leo smirked. “Do you want the truth or a reassuring answer?”

“Mm, neither..”

She stayed a little longer near the water, before joining the others for breakfast. It was in that moment she felt something was going to happen today. Not necessarily something bad, but something anyway. With the prospect of a day full of fun and sailing, this made her cautious..

[bethestaryouareradio]

Growing Dinner

“I farm the soil which yields my food, I share creation. Kings can do no more.” Chinese Proverb

Last week I hosted “Nonie Camp” for my granddaughter. We spent four days and nights of uninterrupted, farm-inspired outdoor time together, chez moi. First thing every morning she happily began her chores: feeding the animals, watering the patio plants, and filling the fountains. After multiple activities including climbing trees, building forts, shooting hoops, skipping rope, swinging, swimming, and playing, our stomachs growled with hunger. Into the potager, we trekked. As we tended the garden and picked fruits and vegetables, she exclaimed. “This is amazing, Nonie. We are growing dinner!”

As an advocate for sustainability and cultivating our food, I was thrilled that she recognized the wonder of being able to step just beyond our doorstep into nature to harvest a healthy meal. With the hot weather and lengthened daylight, tomatoes, peppers, zucchini, corn, and a multitude of other crops are ripe and ready for consumption. I wait all year to eat fresh tomatoes, make tomato sandwiches, and toss up salads of tomato, cucumber, onions, and basil.

Our warm and sunny summer also offers numerous delicious herbs to be clipped for our cookouts.

Basil: Harvest the leaves of basil regularly to encourage new growth. Mixed with olive oil and garlic, basil makes a scrumptious pesto.

Cilantro: Cilantro can also be made into a pesto sauce, and is an essential ingredient in Mexican, Indian, and many Asian dishes. It bolts when it gets hot. Use the seeds, known as coriander, as a spice.

Dill: The leaves, flowers, and seeds add flavor to pickles, salads, seafood, dips, and sauces.

Basil, cilantro, and dill are summer-season herbs in Northern California.

Perennial herbs that can be snipped year-round include:

Society Garlic: Many people aren’t aware that the deer-resistant flowers and leaves of society garlic are edible. I use them as garnish on baked potatoes as well as in sandwiches.

Chives: To keep the plant producing, snip this onion-flavored herb regularly.

Mint: Mint adds an energizing flavor to iced beverages, and of course, is delectable with lamb and many desserts. Grow mint in a container as it is an aggressive spreader.

Thyme: For the best flavor, harvest thyme before flowering and use the fresh leaves in soups, stews, roasts, and marinades. Thyme is a key component in bouquet garni and herbes de Provence.

Rosemary: Rosemary is a favorite of mine to add flavor to BBQ. Use the woody stems as a skewer for grilling. One plant of rosemary is all you need.

Oregano and Sage: Both are essential in Mediterranean cuisines and as garnishes for savory dishes. Use the leaves as needed and avoid cutting back more than a third of the plant at a time.

At the end of June every year, I harvest my cherry plums. This year a strange thing transpired with one of my trees. My twenty-year-old plum tree no longer bore purple plums, but large orange plums that ripened in August. We picked a basket, which had a sweet apricot taste. Since I grow so many roses and continue to deadhead the spent blooms every few days, I have spectacular roses constantly in bloom. For a special summer salad, try scattering a few rose petals on a platter of peaches, plums, and melon dressed with a homemade lemon and herb vinaigrette. Cool, refreshing, and delectable.

The benefits of growing our dinners are immense. Fresh, organic produce is nutritious. When we are cognizant of the composition of our soil, growing our food is the healthier option. We save money on buying groceries, with homegrown being more economical. We can be more sustainable and reduce our carbon footprint by minimizing packaging. One of my favorite reasons is the satisfaction of connecting to the earth and watching the growing process.

Every day of “Nonie Camp” my granddaughter collected the chicken eggs and then went into the garden to pull a few weeds and gather our dinner. She reaped the rewards of organic homegrown and delighted me with her words, “Hmmm, this is so yummy!” Hopefully, she will pass on her love of nature to a future generation and host her version of “Nonie Camp”.

Kings and Queens can do no more!

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[ainews]

Boysenberries are known for their sweet and tart flavor, making them a popular ingredient in pies, jams, and other desserts. However, for truck drivers delivering hamburgers, these small berries can be a major headache.

One of the main reasons why boysenberries are plaguey for truck drivers delivering hamburgers is their delicate nature. These berries are quite fragile and can easily get squished or crushed during transportation. Truck drivers have to be extremely careful when handling them, as any damage to the berries can impact the quality and taste of the final product.

Moreover, boysenberries are also notorious for their stains. The deep purple juice of these berries can easily seep into packaging and stain everything in its path, including truck interiors and the burgers themselves. This not only makes a mess but can also be time-consuming for truck drivers who have to spend extra time cleaning and trying to remove the stains.

Another issue with boysenberries is their short shelf life. These berries are highly perishable and have to be delivered promptly to maintain their freshness. This means that truck drivers delivering hamburgers have to carefully plan their routes and schedules to ensure timely delivery and avoid any spoilage of the boysenberries.

The addition of boysenberries to hamburgers also poses challenges for packaging and temperature control. These berries are often included in the sauce or toppings, which requires special packaging to prevent them from getting smashed or leaking onto the other ingredients. Additionally, boysenberries need to be kept at a certain temperature to maintain their flavor and freshness, which can add extra complexity to the transportation process.

Overall, boysenberries may be a delicious addition to hamburgers, but they can be a major nuisance for truck drivers. From their fragile nature to staining properties and short shelf life, these berries add an extra layer of difficulty and frustration for those responsible for delivering the perfect hamburger. So next time you bite into a boysenberry burger, give a thought to the hardworking truck drivers who had to deal with these troublesome berries along the way.

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Shy had always been a fan of sweets, but nothing had captivated her quite like Willy Wonka’s Blueberry Breakfast candy bars. The bars boasted the nutritional value of a full breakfast in just one small treat. The moment the young woman laid eyes on that shimmering, almost hypnotic, purple packaging, she knew she was in trouble...

At first, it was harmless. A bar here, a bar there. But soon, it escalated. Shy found herself in the candy aisle after work each day. Each bar seemed to sing to her, coaxing her into indulging just one more time. “Just one,” she’d tell herself, but before she knew it, her room was cluttered with wrappers, like colorful confetti celebrating her obsession.

How could Shy stop? And why would she want to anyway? It was euphoric—every single bite melted her worries away. In addition to being addictively delicious, she didn't feel rushed in the morning from preparing breakfast anymore. Everything seemed to be better off. Yet, as the weeks passed, she noticed that her fingers and toes were taking on a bluish tint, and her clothes were fitting... differently. At first, she dismissed it, convinced it was nothing more than a trick of the light. But, one morning after a particularly big midnight berry bar binge, she looked in the mirror with bleary eyes and gasped.

As her fingers grazed over her midsection, she felt a gurgle, then a warm pulse of confidence. It tickled delightfully. She had become a blueberry goddess —plump and vibrant. Her curves were pronounced, and with each breath, she felt the delicious weight of her transformation settle comfortably around her. Shy waddled out of the bathroom, ripping open a fresh bar as she considered what she'd tell her boss, or her family, or her friends. Would they be concerned for her? Saddened? Angry? Whatever they felt, Shy had a gut feeling that a blueberry bar as a gift would lighten them up.

Her once porcelain skin was now peppered with patches of blue, and her normally flat stomach looked like it had ballooned outward in the middle of the night. Her belly, rounded and soft, jutted out proudly, adorned with the vibrant blue that had spread like a rash. She was pregnant-looking! She was fat! She was so... sexy? In that moment, something changed in Shy, softening her expression from shock to appreciation.

For @shyberrybabe and @shrunkenblueberry!

Umm...I feel funny!!

A fantastic morph done of me by @3transformmorphs .

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[wordpimp]

Gilgamesh

When you said we weren't alike I never really believed it.

Oh, but didn't you?

They were seeing what the hill could swallow. The fire in the hill, that the neighbors had built for the night. Pizza incense oven, habemus papam. Soft and warm wooden, burning and warming the air around it. A faint smell of bourbon. Ginger. Some thin crowd stood around, murmuring. A light gossip.

Music from a patio speaker, propped up against a table with snacks and coolers. Good music. Dust settled down, but you couldn't see it in the dark. There's always a fine dust that setttles, everywhere. You breathe it in, it settles inside you too.

Don't you feel excited by time, the day ahead, the distance you've gone?

Charlie nodded. I guess so. A bonfire was good at least. Standing or sitting, a drink to occupy the mind from being occupied with other things. She had a lot on her mind lately. Couldn't say much about the days, but the ends of them, that was nice.

Dani brought an apple with her.

Red delicious, purple too. Coke bottle icee, it looked erotic in the night. Comely.

Charlie had a doll, it slept with her, it had for years, but she was ready to let it go.

The doll represented a cousin, at least she thought it did.

Would you like to see it?

She did not want to see it. Slime of varnish, wet decay, brown fungus. She walked with him into the woods though. It would've been rude not to. When they reached the mossy bank it was already dark so there wasn't much to see. Her memory of that summer was vague.

Things that people often did when they were eight, or ten, or six. And then much later. Desire to be certain, to derive some knowledge from a situation, bc it turned them against themselves, or it was primal, or they didn't laugh enough, or it was too much for them to hide for so long.

Shit I told my therapist abt this didn't I? He can't fix it. There's nothing to fix. I'm fine. Aren't we fine Dani?

Dani thought that they probably were. It wasn't the end of the world that people thought it would be. This was a party. There was a ritual aspect, to be sure, but homegrown. Fiery banner in a cul de sac, block party, gathering beacon of last days of summer, autumn then november. First it would be autumn then november. It was traditional as it got. She guessed that some priest was graying in another time and place, that they would bless the proceedings. Scary sacrifice.

Dani and Charlie both had baubles and relics hidden under their beds and in drawers with their panties and magazines, porno tapes they had watched with boys, queer ones especially. Charlie's first boyfriend had been into that. Same sex, group sex, any sex.

They each picked an item to bring for the party. A kind of going away party. Goodbye summer, a horror themed season. Witching season.

Dani rubbed her apple. It was warm in her pocket. Cashmere nest, red egg wet fruit. She hadn't meant to bring it actually. It was an odd reaction to an odd request. But she needed something to burn, something to give away. Propitiate the flames make them dance. The apple would do that, if heated up sufficiently. Blue and green in the flame. She grabbed it instinctively from the pink basket on the kitchen counter. Pocketed, exact change, cab fare.

Charlie had a name for her doll, she called it cousin baby, but in the dark tonight, she called it robert, after her cousin who went into the woods with her when they were ten. He was dead now. He would've been twenty-five this year, same age as her.

Around the fire the murmurs of others with their offerings. Rabbits and owls, panthers and goats, pigs and deer. No human face tonight. Another rule.

Dani was a deer, a mule deer. Charlie was a wolf.

Bloodthirsty, prone to violence, solitary, sweet docile tender innocent. A pig oinked, a boy dressed as a pony twirled up and down a carousel. Held hands.

Here, grab a sparkler.

Charlie pulled one of the thin metal rods from the cardboard package, handing it to Dani. Then she grabbed another for herself. They lit the sparkler ends and pulled their lawn chairs next to the fire.

[travelingtheusa]

WYOMING

2023 Sep 6 (Wed) – We did laundry this morning.  UPS tried to deliver my medicine yesterday but the clerk refused to sign for it.  I went into the office looking for it to be re-delivered today and to make sure they knew to sign for it or call me to come up to sign. 

      After the laundry, we drove over to Camping World, right behind the campground.  The store was large and everything was spread out.  Unfortunately, they did not have what we wanted.  Then we drove to Blue Compass, a new RV dealer that has been growing over the last 4 years (we welcome any competition to Camping World).  They didn’t have what we wanted either, but we took time to look at a few fifth wheels.  We didn’t see anything we liked.

      After return, the campground, I reviewed the video Paul has put together for the caravan, putting in titles and comments where appropriate.  I walked over to the office at a little after 5 to get my medicine (the office called at 3:30 to say they got it).  The office was closed but when I knocked on the window, the clerk opened it and gave me my package.

       We had left-overs for dinner tonight.  Then I got online and shopped for a Starlink satellite dish.  Beth told me that she found Home Depot not only carries the product, but they give you a 10% military discount.  I ordered the satellite and after some fenagling with the delivery address, arranged to pick it up at the Home Depot store in Cedar Rapids.

2023 Sep 5 (Tue) – We packed up and left River’s Edge RV Park at 9:30 a.m.  We didn’t have that far to travel today – 180 miles.  We stopped once for a brief lunch.  I have been surprised by the interstate routes in this part of the county (I-80 and I-25).  They have no rest stops.  It has been hard to find places to stop.  We pulled off on an exit ramp to take a break.

      Arrived at Cheyenne RV Resort in Cheyenne at 1 p.m.  After we all checked in and got ourselves set up, we drove to Terry Bison Ranch.  It was a ranch owned by an individual who had much livestock.  As the property passed through hands, it went from 150,000 square acres to 47,000 square acres.  They own many different kinds of livestock – goats, sheep, horses, cows, ostrich, pigs, and bison.  They have a herd of bison.  We got in an old rickety vehicle fitted to a railroad track set up to look like a train, and rod out to the pasture where a herd of bison were grazing.  When we came to a stop, some of the bison ambled over (obviously, others were full from the last train full that rode by).  We bought a bag of bison biscuits when we bought out ticket.  As the bison came up to the train, we leaned over and fed the treats to the animals.  What fun!  I have never fed a bison before.  They have a long, purple tongue – much like a giraffe.  There was some jostling going on among the beasts but they all seemed to get a treat without too much fuss.

      After we got back to the station, we drove to T Joe’s Steakhouse for dinner (steakhouse two nights in a row!).  I had fried walleye.  I have never eaten that before.  It was light and flaky.  Very good.  Paul had rib eye (again), and everyone else had some version of steak.  Everything was delicious.

2023 Sep 4 (Mon – Labor Day – 52nd Anniversary!) – We arrived in Evansville, WY, around noon.  It was an easy 120 mile drive today.  The landscape is interesting – lots of plateaus, small mountain ranges, open plains, ranches, and plenty of spacious areas.  The wind picked up in the afternoon.  When we checked in at River’s Edge RV Park, it was overcast with warnings of rain and hail.  The wind was gusting hard.

      I tried to upload the memory book on Staples website.  I want to get it printed and pick it up in Amana, IA.  The only option offered is for delivery.  I tried to call the store but the clerk didn’t know much about the printing services.  I will have to either get a help call to someone or wait until Amana and go directly to the store.

      The six of us went out to dinner at the Fire Rock Steakhouse.  We all enjoyed our meal very much.

2023 Sep 3 (Sun) – We left Columbus, MT at 9:35 and headed out for 225 miles to Buffalo, WY.  Deer Park Campground is a very pleasant facility.  We have FHU with a heated pool (if we wanted).  We had a group meal while the sky grew dark and the wind picked up.  It threatened to rain but never did.  We walked over to a nearby field and tried to feed two horses carrots but they weren’t interested.  I finished the memory book for the caravan.  I will now try to get it printed.  Paul still works on the video.

[luv-4-kpop]

"Close" was requsted by a friend

Han jisung oneshot

Genre: fluff,smut

Mature content warning

Warnings ahead:

Top.reader, subjisung, first time, nicknames, mommy kink, praise, oral(m and f recieving), breeding kink, reAder rides jisung,uprotected sex{please be safe}, creampie, hair pulling,romatic plot

Han jisung and y/n l/n have been dating for two years now and it is almost your anniversary so you wanted to do something special for your boyfriend for your anniversary. You wanted to suprise him with a few gifts and wanted to dress in some lingerie for him and have some fun. You have been as far as making out,light groping and clothed humping. You wanted to make your first times special.

A few days after planning..

You Had woken up around noon and read the text Jisung left you saying he had to meet Chan in his studio for work and would be back at 4:00

So as you just had opened the ordered lingerie set it was lavender purple and had black outlines with straps across below the belly button with a black heart choker that came with it. Then you had got the ingredients for his favorite Dinner and picke up some soju. Now it was 3:00 ish so you had started cooking and set the table as you cooked music played through the Alexa in your apartment. Soon you were done and went and got ready for him to return home you took a quick shower, shaving and putting on the set with one of jisungs button up white shirts with some booty shorts. You put his presents sat up on the counter and their pretty package wrapping.

Soon enough you heard keys jiggling in th door as he unlocked the door and walked in. He was Looking very good in his black jeans with a Chain across the pocket and a red and black T-shirt with his new longer curly hair slightly in his face. As he looked at you both of you smiled and you ran in his arms hugging him tight. He kissed you on the forehead and cheek. “Happy anniversary baby” putting the gifts he got you next to his gifts. “Happy anniversary Sungie”, you said pecking his lips and then you both sat down and ate the delicious food you made. “This is so good darling thank you” “your welcome baby” you smiled as you ate and talked. After you both got done eating you opened up the gifts. You got Han a watch, new AirPods, and a guitar. He was so happy for his gifts and kissed you deeply. “I love the gifts here open yours “ he handed you the three bags of gifts as you sat on the couch. He got you a charm bracelet with the letters HJ on it, a pair of earrings, and a necklace that said I love you to the moon and back and had a moon pendant. You smiled happily at the gifts and kissed him.”I have one more gift baby boy for you ” “mmh what is it” he blushes at the new nickname. “I wanna make love with you my love”now his face was a red as hyunjins hair. You kissed him he hummed in the kiss he seemed tense as the kiss got more heated as you licked your way exploring his mouth. “Calm down Ji we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to” he sighed and stuttered out “um I ammm j-jjjust nervous I would l-love to hold you close and make you f-fffeeel good” you smiled and guided his hand to your hips as you grinded down on his growing member. “I’m glad you want to” you removed his white shirt and the shorts you were wearing. You kissed him and started leaving trails of kisses and licks down his jawline and neck. “Oh ffuck *moans*your so beautiful mommy” you smirk in his neck and reply,”you can touch me anywhere you want” as you watched him eye your cleavage and boobs. He grabbed hold of them and squeezed experimentally you moaned out you watched him smile as he saw the way he made you feel good. He unclipped your bra unexpectedly good and licked your left nipple and pinching the other one. You moaned grabbing his hair and pulling alittle. “Mmm p-please mommy want more” you took off his shirt and got on your knees and unbuckled his belt and took his boxers and jeans off. He whined as the he felt how hard restricting the jeans were he felt his member twitch in anticipation as he watched you bite your lip and grab his base. You kitty licked his tip and smeared the precum leaking and slowly jerked his cock off. You tried to fit him in your mouth and you relaxed your throat and got to alittle but more than half and strocked the rest you couldn’t fit you sucked bobbing your head. “Mmm mommmmyyy fuck it feels so good ah” your hummed around his length making him buck his hips at the vibrations and you slightly gag. You went faster while rubbing his thighs deep throating him. He moaned out your name and watched you suck of his needy cock. “Pleasse ii’’mm cumm…” he moaned as he came ropes in your throat as you grabbed balls and sucked him dry leaving him to panting heavily and whining in sensitivity. You got off your knees and pulled him to your bedroom. You pushed him to hover over you on the bed and kissed him. “I wanna make you feel good too mommy” you smiled at his wanting to please you. He kissed your neck and chest and made his way down to your tummy and pulled your panties off. He eyes your wet core and whined out. You let him go with the flow out of curiosity. He kissed your thighs making you shiver he licked a stride up your slit. Making you moan and buck upwards. He chuckled and slowly licked and sucked your clit. You grabbed onto his hair and pulled as he ate you out like you was his last meal he was making you feel so good you were in shock and moaned shamelessly. “Ffuck jisung ohhh m-mmy god your tongue feels so good” he moaned into your core at the praise and inserted two fingers sucking on your clit faster.

You were warning him of your climax as you pulled him closer to your pussy. He sped up his fingers and whimpered at the taste of your juices on his tounge.

Your eyes rolled back and your legs spasmed as you came. Han moved away from your core and laid beside you. You straddled him and kissed him sloppily “are you ready for me to ride you” “y-yyyess mommy I wanntt you” you slowly inserted his tip and your eyes went wide as he stretched you out slowly sinking down.”fuck your to bbbbig” he moaned feeling your tight walls sucking him in. When you bottoms out you felt so euphoric your body was shaking. You started moving slowly groaning along with Jisung. He held you close to his body thrusting up wanting to go faster. “Ah fuck baby your such a goodboy you make me feel ssso good” he moaned and was trying so hard not to come just yet but his rolled back as you bounced faster kissing him. “Pplease gggonnna cum”!! “ah jisung I’m cummming tooo cum inside please want your cum” he was sure he was on cloud9 as he was seeing stars as his whole body shook and his moans were led out loud probably getting you a noise complaint. Your body also was in euphoria has he held you as close as possible letting all his cum shoot inside you. You moaned cumming with him milking his big length. You collapsed beside him was beyond exhausted. He smiled as he turned to hold you in his arms and kiss you with so much passion. “I love you y/n this was the best anniversary ever “ “I love you to jisung I’m glad now can you help me clean up” you said giggling. He chuckled and suggested a hot shower for both of you and you agreed so he picked you up and you guys took a romantic shower washing each other and then you got dressed in night clothes as he just slept with some basketball shorts and boxers. You guys eventually fell asleep after a long beautiful night.

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FLUFFY FEBRUARY 2023 DAY 10 THUNDER @fluffyfebruary

SUMMARY: Keith and Lance celebrate a late valentines day night in. Lance and Keith are the nosy neighbors.

“Click.” Keith opened the door to his apartment and stepped inside, locking it behind him. “Lance, I'm home!” he announced, rubbing his shoes on the door mat. As expected he could already hear the excited scramble of Kosmo’s nails on the hardwood flooring. He quickly toed off his now slightly cleaner shoes, leaving them by the door. With a groan Keith dumped all the grocery bags on the kitchen table and started putting stuff away. If he kept this up he might not even need to go to the gym anymore.

Within seconds Kosmo was playfully growling and wiggling through Keith's legs doing his happy dance. “Easy boy, easy.” He soothed. His boyfriend appeared next, giving Keith a peck hello on the check and rummaging through the grocery bags until he found what he was searching for. A big grin spread across Lance's face. “Wow, I wasn’t actually expecting you to get the cookies.” Lance said, pulling out the nasty paste-like processed cookies packaged in clear plastic. To this day Keith still couldn't understand how someone as cultured as Lance actually enjoyed eating something so weird and nasty. “Well i thought maybe i could get them just this one time since it is our special night after all and you love them so much.” “Aw, thank you so much for the gift! Dinner is already done, I just need to set it up.” he said, turning to get their plates ready.

He lifted the lid off a pot on the stove and the delicious aroma wafted into their cozy home. Keith could already feel his mouth watering. Kosmo seemed to share his same thought. The smell had clearly caught his attention. He plopped down right next to Lance purposefully placing himself in the way and staring up at Lance with his best well practiced sad puppy dog eyes he could muster.

“Smells amazing, what are we having?” “Ropa Vieja. A traditional Cuban dish my mom would always make for my family at home.” Lance said, ignoring Kosmo’s attempts at using his cuteness to get his slobbery jowls on the meat.

Keith opened the fridge to start putting away the perishables he had bought. “You know that car in the parking lot that hasn’t moved since before we moved in together?” “No?” Lance looked up from scooping the rest of the leftovers into a tupperware container. “Really? You walk by it literally everyday." Lance teased. "It’s the one with the bumper sticker that says my driving scares me too.” Keith rolled his eyes hiding his smile and put the last of the groceries away. “Well anyways, I heard that the landlord finally called the city about it because the renovations she's been working on the past few months on the floor above us are done and she wants a new tenant to have a place to park their car.”

Lance handed him his plate and a beer. Together the couple walked through their living space to their balcony with Kosmo trailing behind them. The balcony overlooked the apartment parking lot and the thick forest behind it. Lance was prepared with candles and wild flowers in a purple vase on the side table. “I was thinking that for our romantic night in, we could stake out and watch them try to move the car as it would be pretty entertaining.” They shared a smile. “Sure, I don't really care. And thank you for this, it is wonderful.” He replied admiring the setup. Lance lit the candles and sat down in his lawn chair.

The three of them sat in almost complete silence as they ate, only the sounds of utensils scraping nearly empty plates, Kosmo’s messy eating and the pit patter of the rain that was just starting up lightly hitting the balcony overhang remained. Kosmo sighed contentedly and flopped down next to his empty dinner dish.

This was probably the best late valentines day Keith had ever had. Although he considered every valentines day he had spent with Lance had been the best. No one had really done anything this special and romantic for him until Lance had crashed into his life. He was lucky he had. Sure beat when he used to spend valentines day out in the desert by himself with only those scary Gila monsters for company.

He set his plate atop Lance’s on the ground next to Kosmo’s empty food bowl. The sky had shifted 6 shades darker and the rain had grown much heavier since they first sat down to eat. He watched as lightning lit up the sky followed by a loud “BOOM!” Kosmo startled awake from where he was lying. The poor dog ran inside with his tail between his legs. “I just remembered I left a window open from when I was cooking. I should also check if your closet is open so Kosmo can hide and that he has some water in there with him, alright?” Lance said getting up and picking up their dirty dishes. “Mmm’Kay, thanks.” Keith replied. He was lucky to have such a thoughtful boyfriend. He popped open his beer with a sizzle and took a sip of the beverage as he waited for his boyfriend to come back.

He heard the glass door slide shut behind him. And without turning around he asked “So what makes you so certain that the owner of this car is even gonna come to take it tonight in this weather?” “Well for starters tomorrow is the deadline for when the city will claim possession of the car. Two, because if the car wasn’t important to them they would have just sold its parts for a few thousand a long time ago. Maybe their relative said they would come back for it or something. I’m pretty sure that the person who owned the car used to live in this complex at some point or another.” Lance answered, scooting his chair closer to Keith’s now that they had more space to do so. He took a long sip of his beer. “Huh.”

At some point in their relaxed conversation Lance reached to hold Keith’s hand and began gently stroking his boyfriend’s knuckles with his thumb. Keith looked into Lance’s deep chocolate brown eyes. “This stakeout thing is starting to get a bit boring.” He murmured leaning in with a smile on his chapped lips. “Yeah.” Lance breathed reciprocating the energy between them. Keith wasn’t sure who closed the gap but all of a sudden the two of them were kissing soft and sweet. He felt so special in this little moment with Lance. It was just the two of them, Keith had his boyfriend all to himself.

The thunder roared and the rain continued to smash down on the balcony overhang. Lightning flashed here and there. A sudden gust of wind blew out all the candles. The lovers were so wrapped up in each other they didn’t notice a car with its headlights on pulled up. The thunder and rain were so loud they didn’t notice two women getting out of the car and trying to start the engine of the car with the silly bumper sticker. When their plan didn’t work Keith and Lance didn’t notice the backup arriving to help the women push the car someplace else. The couple didn’t notice the street lights flick on and the people driving back into the darkness. Only when the rain and thunder died down did they pull apart.

Keith’s cheeks were hot against the cool fresh air. Inside he could feel fuzzy caterpillars performing a violent play inside his stomach. Even though they were in a committed relationship and lived together, every now and then he still felt a little bit shy around Lance. Especially now that the alcohol had had its time to work through his system. Without looking at his face he could sense Lance was amused by watching him pretending not to be experiencing an intense moment of *gay panic*.

Still feeling a tad awkward he looked back out at the parking lot and the forest behind it. He watched the water stream into curbside drains, saw a breeze pass through the trees making droplets from the leaves rain down, and the car! The car was gone!

“Lance look!” He stood up scanning the parking lot for any clue as to where it had gone. “I can't believe it! I didn't actually think anyone would come for it!” Lance said excitedly looking over the railing. In place of the car there was a dark shadow on the asphalt created by years of no sunlight.

"See there it is!" Lance gripped onto Keith's arm and pointed towards the spot close by, usually taken by their next door neighbor. Keith distantly remembered Lance telling him a few days ago that they were currently visiting their family in another state and wasn't home. Filling their neighbor's space was the junky car. They turned to each other, gripping the railing and laughing. Their landlord was gonna be pissed.