#kelly answers

[spicykellybear]

hello, first of all, I want to say that I love your art style too much, it makes me very happy how dynamic it is, well the second thing, Idk if you could draw reigen giving a kiss on serizawa's forehead if it's not too much to ask?

Awww, thank you so much anon! ;_; ❤ I think a forehead kiss is not too much to ask for at all! Sorry this took so long to get to!

[pkmn-downtheline]

Hi, I love all your work! Question, if I wanted to make my own nextgen AU with my own characters, could I use some of your worldbuilding aspects with permission? I've been heavily inspired but I wouldn't want to do anything you're not okay with :)

absolutely!! we're flattered!! :)

[idrellegames]

to be able to romance Aeran, do you need to choose the “i wonder what we could be like if our relationship was romantic” option in the forst episode or does your relationship just have to be over 100 or something?

You do! Aeran's romance has a lot of complexities between its low romance/slow burn and high romance/fast burn versions and interplay between the two. Between that and knowing the MC since childhood, I had to lock it off to being an active choice on the part of the player.

To see any of his romance content, you must flag your MC's romantic interest in him when he's introduced (which is option #4). If you want his high romance content in Episode 2, you need to get knocked unconscious in Episode 1 which pushes his romance stat to 60+ because he is a dumbass who doesn't realize his feelings for the MC until they almost die.

(there are guides for this kind of thing on my blog, just scan the walkthrough tag!)

[erosmutt]

ok like i dont expect you to write this or anything its more just food for thought- which hayden characters, including hayden, would be a boobs guy, a butt guy, or thigh guy or something else lmaooo

ugh i luh yew for this. disclaimer, most of them are ass men <3

☆ HAYDEN : ass

I'll be real... I don't know. All his exes are flat skinny girls... KIDDING! Hayden is an ass man! He's not one to objectify, but he can appreciate a nice ass when he sees one. He's the type to give your ass a swat in passing, just because. Or because he likes to see it jiggle. Either way, he likes to touch it. Fills his hand nicely.

☆ SAM : boobs

Sam... just objectifies girls. All the time. He's a horny teenage boy, and nothing gets him off quicker than a nice rack on a girl. His favorite pastime is watching the volleyball girls play, and all he can imagine is grabbing at their tits, or burying his face into them.

☆ SCOTT : boobs

Scott'll stare at your tits shamelessly. Especially since Horizon's activities call for so much hard labor, you're constantly moving and working up a sweat. You mostly wear camisoles and tanktops, so he has an amazing view of your cleavage. Plus you sweating usually equals a see through top, which is an amazing perk.

☆ ANAKIN : boobs

Anakin hates that he can't see your body well in your Jedi attire, but he can see your breasts a bit because of the fabric straining against them. He gets distracted during training watching your tits bounce while you swing your saber about.

☆ JAMES : ass

ass man. ASS. MAN. James' favorite position is doggystyle because he gets to watch your ass ripple and jiggle when his hips smack into it. he'll do double takes when he's walking down the street after seeing a girl with a fat ass. bonus points if you're chubby - fatter ass and a whole lotta whole lotta for him to grab onto!

☆ CLAY : thighs

Clay loves your thighs because they make such a comfortable resting spot. After a hectic day at the office, all he wanted was to bury his head in your plush thighs to relax. The way you'd play in his hair while he rested was also even better.

☆ BILLY : hips

No matter what, Billy always has his hands on your hips. he loves to stand behind you, loves to feel you up. whenever you try and step away, he grabs you by your hips and pulls you back into him. he likes the sense of power it gives him.

☆ LORENZO : boobs + waist

Your body was what initially drew Lorenzo in, but your resourcefulness was a plus, so he said. Totally not your cleavage and waist. He helped you get dressed one morning (he was squatting at your place hiding from Gerbino, go figure) and he refused to get his hands off your waist. Just constantly roaming from your tits to your waist, back and forth. He kept saying it was to adjust your undergarments which you knew was NOT true but... it felt good, so you didn't make a move to stop him.

☆ LUKE : ass

For the same reasons as James and Billy. He loves to worship your body, loves to touch on you, just to be near you. He loves you, but the thing that really made him fall in love was your ass in the jeans you wore on your first date together.

☆ KURT : ass

He just loves your ass. Just does. He loves eating it too. He'll absolutely fiend for you, antsy for you to come home so he can worship your ass. Spank it, grip it, fuck it... any and everything. If it can be done, he'll do it to your ass.

☆ DON : thighs

Don likes to rest. He's content with just sitting. Napping, reading a book, just nothing too strenuous. One day you came and sat on his thigh after washing the dishes, and the way your thighs squished and spread had him curious. Despite being married for a few years, you two had only been intimate a handful of times, which meant he hadn't paid your body much attention. So he began to invite you to sit on his lap, and one hand would idly caress your thighs while the other would jot down notes as he prepped for his next sermon.

☆ VADER : hips

He feels like he has control over you when he holds you by your hips. Plus his hands are so large, it's hard for you to get out of his grasp... generally.

☆ AJ : ass

AJ can appreciate any woman's body, but it's something about a girl's ass that always gets him. He's always at fancy gatherings courtesy of his job, so there are always women wearing fancy dresses - most that accentuate their figures. Also, strip clubs. Can't forget those. His favorite thing about the clubs is the dancers bending over right in his face. All he wants to do is give their asses a good, firm smack. He wished they had a bit more, though. Why do they always hire skinny, flat girls to be dancers?

☆ LEO : hips

You two went to dinner after getting engaged, and the dress you wore had him in a frenzy. It wasn't a skimpy dress or anything either, it just accentuated your natural curves. While he was guiding you around, his hand was on your hips at all times. He'd occasionally give a slight squeeze, not to tease you, just because he needed to have a feel of you constantly.

☆ STEPHEN : thighs + boobs

Stevie likes anything about a woman that's maternal. Or, what he considers maternal. Big breasts, thick thighs... those are all things he associates with a mature woman. So naturally, he wants a woman with those physical attributes!

[speaknow-sw]

imagine being the meat in a james kelly and clay beresford sandwich. jamie being a mean dom that manhandles and degrades you, and then there's clay with his soft touches and sweet praises 😩😵‍💫

OMG NONNIE I HAD TO WRITE IT BCS THIS WAS SO GOOD 😩😩😩

You found yourself abruptly lifted and plopped onto James's lap, his large hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise as he positioned you over his thick, throbbing cock. With a brutal thrust of his hips, he speared you onto his length, not giving you any time to adjust before he started bouncing you on his lap like a rag doll.

"Fuck, so goddamn tight," James growled, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass as he used the leverage to slam you down onto his cock over and over. The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room as he fucked up into you with ruthless abandon.

Clay, ever the gentle contrast, leaned in and captured one of your stiff nipples between his soft lips. He suckled gently, his tongue swirling around the hardened peak as his hand came up to cup and knead your other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. His other hand slid down your stomach, fingertips tracing the lines of your muscles as he caressed your skin.

"Mmm, you're so beautiful like this, baby," Clay murmured against your breast, his voice vibrating against your sensitive flesh. "So perfect, so responsive. I love seeing you like this, lost in pleasure, drowning in sensation." He dipped his head to your other breast, his lips wrapping around the nipple as he suckled harder, his teeth grazing the tender bud.

“P-Please…Oh…god…p-please…” You moaned desperately.

You could barely get the words out, your moans turning to desperate, garbled pleas as James pistoned into you with brutal force. "Please...please..." you whimpered, unsure exactly what you were begging for, only knowing you needed more, needed them to fill you, to consume you, to make you theirs completely.

James just smirked at your desperate pleas, one hand coming up to wrap around your throat, squeezing lightly as he fucked into you harder, deeper. "Please what, doll? Please fuck this tight cunt harder? Please fill this hungry little pussy with our cum?" He leaned in, his teeth sinking into the side of your neck, marking you, claiming you. "Please ruin you for anyone else? Fuckin' say it, slut. Tell me what you need."

Clay looked up at you, his blue eyes filled with tender concern even as he lavished attention on your breasts. "Shh, baby, it's okay. We know what you need," he murmured, his hand sliding down to rub your clit in slow, sensual circles. "You need to let go, darling. You need to surrender to the pleasure, to give yourself over to us completely."

He captured your lips with his own, kissing you deeply, his tongue delving into your mouth to stroke along yours. He swallowed your moans, drank down your desperation as he continued to touch you, to stroke you, to worship your body with gentle hands and a loving touch.

As you tried to grind your hips, seeking more friction against Clay's skilled fingers, you suddenly felt a sharp smack against your ass, the stinging pain blossoming across your skin. You yelped, your body jerking in surprise at the unexpected impact.

James smirked wickedly, his hand raising and falling in a brutal rhythm, smacking your ass hard enough to leave red handprints on your pale skin. "Did I say you could move, slut? Did I say you could take what you want?" He punctuated his words with a particularly hard thrust, grinding his cock deep into your core.

Clay looked up at you, his eyes filled with gentle rebuke even as his fingers continued their sensual dance across your clit. "Be a good girl, baby. Let him spank you, let him punish this naughty ass." His other hand slid up your side, cupping your breast, his thumb brushing across your nipple. "Then maybe we'll give you the release you so desperately crave."

[charmac]

Opinions on Charlie woobification? Also, do you think the fandom woobifies Dennis (too much)?

A few people have sent me asks about my thoughts on Dennis being woobified in the fandom and I’ve failed to answer them (sorry). Not for lack of interest on the subject, it’s just hard to answer. I think, though, answering this Charlie question in the same ask might make it easier to explain my thoughts on this.

When we talk about the fandom we’re generally talking about the people here, a couple hundred people on Twitter, maybe some Instagram stans(?) and tend to ignore the million (1,000,000)+ people on the subReddit and the huge chunk of people on Facebook and casual Twitter who are constantly, continually pushing a narrative that these characters have no depth, and thus their characterisation is what we see on the surface and nothing more. I think the one time it’s probably important not to ignore those people as fans of the show is when it comes to woobification.

Because at a surface level, the people who are consuming this show as a comedy and making posts that exhibit their takes/opinions on these characters to the majority of people portray the characters very simply: Charlie is an idiot and the best member of the Gang, in every sense of the word, and Dennis is a mere representation of toxic masculinity to a psychopathic degree. And those opinions are the loud majority.

So any discussion in our minority section of the fandom that woobifies Charlie or Dennis operates within and on top of the general narrative of the public perception (“face value”) of the characters. Woobification of Charlie, then, almost always further infantilises the majority of his traits to contribute to the idea that he’s not a bad guy and doesn’t deserve the position he’s in in life, while woobification of Dennis mostly works to counteract the idea that he’s a cold-blooded psychopath.

In a way, I think you have to woobify Dennis to a degree in order to properly understand his character (and Glenn makes that clear). Do some people take it too far? When it gets into the realm of genuinely somehow believing he’s not a bad person, absolutely, but in over a decade of Sunnyblr posts, I think I’ve seen that conclusion once, maybe twice. I really don’t think any post that’s diving into how Dennis' actions reflect his insecurities and trauma is ever speaking ignorant of the rest of his character, and that normally seems clear to the majority of people because rarely, if ever, does a dive into Dennis woobification cause fans to understand the character worse than they understood him at face value.

Whereas, with Charlie, you constantly do see this. Posts and threads and fights between fans arguing up and down that Charlie is better than the rest of them: he’s the smartest, actually, he means to do good, he shouldn’t be lumped in with the rest of them as sexual predators... People in this fandom genuinely argue that you are a *better person* if you’re a Charlie stan, that Charlie ships are softer, more moral, than toxic Dennis ships. The result of Charlie woobification seems to often make people less media literate about the character (and the show as a whole if we’re being real) than they would be if they just watched at face value.

They’re all morally despicable characters.

TL;DR: Due to the face value perceptions of the characters, woobification is an almost necessary tool for better exploring and understanding Dennis under his surface, while it really only exacerbates an annoying surface-level understanding of Charlie

[more-sonorous]

Idk if someone has already asked you, but favorite Jack and davey headcanons????

mmmm i love this :D i have so so so so so many headcanons for them so i'm gonna try my best to narrow it down lmfaooo

overall

jack never stops drawing davey. he's obsessed. he'll fill sketchbooks with the most mundane things about this boy because he finds him so impossibly pretty

davey is taller, and jack pulls him down into kisses. be it by the tie, the collar of his shirt or his hair-- jack doesn't do tiptoes. davey also loves dropping kisses onto jack's forehead.

davey loves jack's hands. could stare at them all day. he's always wanting to hold them or run his own fingers over the callouses, or rub the constant streaks of paint off-- jack's hands are constantly on his mind

jack could listen to davey read for hours on end and never get tired. there's something about davey's voice, how soft and soothing it is, maybe, that's unfairly addicting. he'll listen to davey read anything, sometimes not even registering the plot in favor of listening to the rise and fall of davey's voice

davey wasn't touchy until he met jack. then he was like 'oh maybe physical touch does make sense as a love language' and there was no going back. they're sort of always touching, whether it's just their pinkies brushing or they're sitting on top of each other. jack's favorite is keeping his hand in the back pocket of davey's jeans, and davey likes to walk with two fingers hooked in jack's belt loop.

davey kisses all of jack's scars whenever he gets the chance.

jack kisses davey's freckles in the same way, if he's not using them to draw constellations.

canon era

jack's always tugging davey around by the tie. there's no stopping him.

jack blows all of his meager spare change on green paints and pastels because he wants to get the color of davey's eyes just right

even though jack's technically catholic, he finds himself obsessively trying to learn everything about judaism to be closer with davey. he wants to understand everything about davey's traditions, and there's something about the way davey lights up with love and passion as he explains his religion that makes jack fall a little bit more in love every time.

modern era

jack steals all of davey's clothes and davey is powerless when it comes to stopping him (he even steals the sweaters that he complains are nerdy, and davey pretends to be annoyed, but the sight of jack in his clothes is just... yeah)

jack learns how to brew tea just for davey and davey teaches himself all of the recipes jack's mamá used to make, even if they're too spicy for him and he gets a runny nose every time he makes one for dinner

davey, a polyglot, did not know spanish when he met jack. jack, fluent in spanish and english and nothing else, wonders how the hell his boyfriend (who fluently speaks languages as difficult as yiddish and polish) doesn't know spanish and takes it upon himself to teach davey. davey is so enamored by the gentle way in which jack teaches that he doesn't tell jack that he picked up spanish fluently about three months after dating him. when jack finds out years later, hell is raised-- but then the happiness he gets from being able to speak his native language with the man he loves the most outweighs any overdramatic feelings of betrayal

can you believe that isn't even it? these are just my favorite ones i could come up with off the top of my head.

thank you so much for the ask oml <3

[diorgirl444]

newsies but they mew so it’s called mewsies

[mushiimune]

pride month is almost over, so do you have any old unposted javid you've been keeping from us??? time's running out to be gay (the closet door is closing as we speak)

ehhheee well the funny thing about that is. all of my old 2022 files I deleted one night in a fit of dissatisfaction and ire, so those are gone. but! I do have a few remaining! poor quality but please accept this generous gift, the final glimpse I can give you at what remains of my old vision

+ blush as a bonus

looking at these now... possible years later... I'm kind of sad the rest is lost to time. These aren't even bad. I can definitely see the vision, and I remember what was going through my head at the time. man

well. maybe I'll get around to finishing these. maybe not. who knows. thank you for asking about them anyway anon👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 happy pride month everyone

[spicykellybear]

your ability to immaculately render beautiful hairy man tits will see you remembered as one of the greatest artists of our era

LMFAO OMG thank you, anon!! This made me laugh so much when I first saw it earlier today! I hope to keep improving at this important craft. Here's a doodle of the man whose fat, hairy tits I draw the most!

[pkmn-downtheline]

hi !! this might sound a bit silly but from a young age ive always found comfort in these fankids, especially lizzie since ikarishipping has been somewhat of a comfort to me over the years. i love how creative all the characteds are and how relatable and like human they feel. i don't know how to better word things aha. also, are you guys okay with fanart?

aww, thank you so much for the sweet message!! ;~; and omg we're always okay with fanart, we'd be honored!

[idrellegames]

so im (relatively) new to your whole wayfarer IF and after reading Aeran for the little bit of access I have to him, what inspired his character? you don't have to say anything that'll spoil things obv, I'm just curious. He's clearly a character that has made an impression, I'm still trying to figure out how I feel about him but I've seen some people say they're getting on the clown bus for Aeran so idk what you put in his character soup but apparently it's got people putting clown shoes on. Either way, regardless of *how* I'll end up feeling about him, I'm very curious as to what inspired his whole schtick and while I know different choices lead to different dynamics and I suppose, therefore different readings, he's definitely leaving an impression on everyone who's played with/interacted with his character

Hello and welcome! 💕

If you squint, Aeran is maybe, possibly, slightly inspired by Tamlen from Dragon Age: Origins. Less so in terms of personality, more so in terms of story role in that he was supposed to be a temporary companion (and yes he was intended to be killed off early).

However, over the course of development, Aeran's role has shifted significantly. The roots are still there, but what I intended to do with him in 2019 is very different from what he is doing now. There's no specific inspiration for his current version; he is the result of finding answers to a chain of character questions that started with "why this?" -> "then that".

There are some things that have manifested with him as I wrote, as there usually is with every character I make. While his main arc has been solid since 2020/2021, every so often he surprises me with new information (for example, he and Rhodarth weren't intended to have had a former relationship, but then I started writing their dialogue during their first encounter and realized they had weird flirty undertones and oops now they have history).

I think Aeran makes an impression because he's several popular tropes rolled into one. You can play the very long friends-to-lovers game, you can play the very long friends-to-enemies game, or land somewhere in the middle. By giving him history with the MC, there's a lot of room for exploration of what that actually means--especially because you know from the start of Episode 1 that he has something going on, and he doesn't want to tell you, and you don't know why. It's at odds with the set-up of him being the MC's closest friend and someone they trust.

Players reactions to him are going to vary, and that is the intention. Aeran is an exercise in how a player's first impressions can shape how they feel about a character longterm. There are two different ways adult!Aeran can be introduced in Episode 1, and that is going to colour your initial impression of him. How he engages with the MC is going to differ based on what your starting relationship is, which will colour it further.

He's also an example of how you might not be able to get what you want out of NPCs just by virtue of being the player character. He has reasons for not telling the MC everything which puts him in conflict with them regardless of approval or romance status, and that brings out very different reactions depending on how you play and what content you see. And--most importantly--how much your MC pushes him. Even when he's being an ass to the MC, the MC can be an ass right back to him. They can instigate just as much conflict as he does.

There's no right answer when it comes to Aeran. For the people who love him and love his romance content, there's very good reasons for it. For the people who love to hate him, there's very good reason for that, too.

I'm very honoured and very flattered that he has made a mark, regardless of what that mark is. And that he continues to give players a lot to talk about!

[erosmutt]

hi again 😭 I know you just finished my request for Hayden eating 🐱 but you did so well for me the first time, that I'm ready to cream again thank you 🙏🏼

I always see requests for reader going non verbal during sex with Hayden or his characters...but what about him going non verbal for the first time 👀 I'm especially curious about Hayden and James Kelly in particular

sucking the absolute soul out of him because love 🫶🏼 and you're stimulating him in every way with your mouth and your hands and you keep going after he cums (bonus points if you're going to fucking TOWN on his tip, dipping your tongue over the slit and everything) and he's trembling and writhing away from you and you haven't even fucked him yet

LORD 🙏🏼🙏🏼

GODDAMNNNNUH you are COOKING tonight 😭🙏

⠀★⠀⠀─⠀⠀WRITTEN BY EROSMUTT 25.02.20

♱ HAYDEN . . .

Hayden's hands find the arm of the couch, holding onto it for dear life as you go down on him.

You had come home particularly horny, and he thought it was going to be a sweet little session on the couch, but he was sorely mistaken.

Pulling off of his sticky cock, you watch as Hayden shakes, his hands trembling and thighs quivering. "Haydie," you call, but he's not hearing you - whimpers and sniffles leave him, tears stain his cheeks, and his nose is red from crying. He meets your gaze, his pretty blue eyes welling with more tears from overstimulation. "Y-Yeah?"

You giggle innocently, hand stroking him at a slow pace. "I'm not done yet." You warn before taking his cock back in your mouth, making him cry out, toes curling in his socks. "Oh, oh! S-S-Slow- d-down!" As your tongue swirls around his tip, he lets out a sob, throwing his head back and clenching his teeth. "God," he grits, arching his back.

Your mouth works him, sucking him off sloppily, obscene, pornographic slurping filling the space of the living room. Your fingers tease his taint, making him jolt and shudder. He drags his nails against the fabric of the couch, the words in his throat disappearing, his jaw slack and eyes rolling back before fluttering closed. You look up at him as you run the tip of your tongue along his slit, teasing before dipping into it. Pulling off again with a gasp, you smile up at him. "Haydie, baby," you call.

Hayden is whimpering, not even murmuring, just making little noises, and your gaze softens, hands resting on his thighs, rubbing them affectionately. "You can't speak?" He shakes his head, sniffling. You get up and sit beside him on the couch, cupping his cheek and turning his head to face you, having him rest it on your shoulder. "Shh, it's okay," you whisper. Usually, he's the one comforting you, but you can't say you're opposed to the swap in roles. "It's okay, you don't have to say anything. Just relax."

♱ JAMES . . .

After a long day at the shop, all James wanted to do was have a cold beer and relax; although, your solution was very tempting as well.

"You never let me take care of you, Jamie," you complain as you kneel down at his feet, pushing his legs apart and shimmying closer. He looks down at you, the TV remote in his hand getting set down on the couch beside him. "You're the woman," he responds, running his hand through your hair. "you ain't 'posed to take care of me."

His sentiment is kind, but still doesn't sit right with you. "Well," you unfasten his jeans, and he lifts his hips, allowing you to pull them down. They pool at his ankles along with his boxers and he sighs, rubbing his scruff. "I wanna take care of you today."

James looks back at the TV, humming in response as he flips through the channels. His free hand rests on your head, but immediately tangles in your hair, remote falling out of the other one as he feels you throat him in one go. "Ohh, holy shit babygirl," he hisses. "Where the hell'd you learn that, huh? My girl been practicin'?" He digs his teeth into his bottom lip as you gag around him.

Once you pull off for air, you just smile, wiping the spit from your chin on your hand, then onto his jeans. "Maybe," you tease, leaning back down to wrap your lips around his tip, fighting the urge to grimace at the taste of his bitter precum. Fucking beer, man. "Baby, wait, take the whole thing, not- n-not just the- mmh," he bucks his hips up, gathering your hair in both his hands, holding it back. "Yes,"

The game show on the TV is forgotten by James as he shifts on the couch, planting his boots harder into the carpet, as if trying to brace himself. "Babydoll, baby, slow it down, 'm already gonna... hhohh, shit..." He falls silent, eyes closing tightly and thighs tensing as he already nears his orgasm. He wants to tell you to stop, that he can't take it, that the assault on his tip by your mouth is damn near making him cry, but he can't. He's never done this before - been so overstimulated that he's gone non-verbal, but, there is a first time for everything.

With a loud, shaky moan, James blows his load into your mouth, all of it hitting the roof of your mouth and back of his throat. He whimpers, his hands shaking as he tries to calm his breathing down. You pull away and look up at him, playing with the sticky mess in your mouth before spitting it down onto his cock, rubbing it up and down his shaft. "Lay back, babes," you smile as you stand up, taking your sweats off. "'m gonna ride you."

[sntafe]

okay wait to everyone who’s been a newsies fan: has your current favorite character always been your favorite character?

[speaknow-sw]

The daddy kink James I need right now, and imagine that combined with SPANKING? I’m about to be put into a ward. Just imagine it’s like doggy but youre on your stomach and he’s going so rough and his arm is around your neck. His chest completely against your back and words are completely foreign to you. Just babbling his name and he’s like ‘no, that’s not my name’

— 🫧

He chuckles, a deep, rich sound that seems to vibrate through his broad chest. His hand slides up your thigh, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake as he teases along the lacy edge of your panties. He can feel the dampness there, the way the delicate fabric clings to your soft skin.

"I think we need to work on your language, sweetheart," James admonishes gently, his thumb hooking into the waistband of your panties. "You're a lady, not a doggy. And ladies use their words, not just mindless moans."

He tugs your panties down, exposing the glistening pink of your pussy to his hungry gaze. His cock throbs in response, the thick shaft pulsing with need. He's already hard, already aching to be buried inside your tight, wet heat.

"Tell me what you want, princess," James coaxes, his fingers drifting teasingly over your slick folds. "Use your pretty voice and tell Daddy exactly what you need."

You moaned loudly « Please…please…Jamie…n-need… » You were to dumb to speak properly but he insisted vigorously by pressing his thumb against your clit.

James growled softly, his thumb pressing firmly against your sensitive clit, making you buck and writhe beneath him. "Come on now, princess, you can do better than that," he urged, his voice a low, sensual rumble. "I know you've got the words in there somewhere. Daddy wants to hear you say it."

He circled your clit slowly, teasingly, his touch maddeningly light. His other hand slid up your body, cupping the soft swell of your breast, kneading the tender flesh. He could feel your nipple stiffen against his palm, a rosy peak begging for his attention.

"Tell Daddy what you need, sweetheart," James coaxed, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear. "Tell me how much you want my big, thick cock stretching this tight little pussy." He punctuated his words with a sharp thrust of his hips, the head of his shaft kissing the entrance to your dripping cunt.

"Come on, babygirl," he urged, his thumb pressing harder, rubbing firm circles around your throbbing clit. "Use those pretty words Daddy taught you. I want to hear you say it like a good girl."

“Ja-James…” When you couldn’t answer, he turned you on your stomach and put you on his lap.

James flipped you over onto your stomach and pulled you onto his lap, straddling your thighs over his. He could feel the heat radiating off your bare skin, the way your body trembled with anticipation. His large hands gripped your waist, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he positioned you just how he wanted you.

"Let's try this again, shall we princess?" James murmured, his voice a low, sensual rumble. His thumb hooked into the lace top of your stockings, and with a sharp snap, he tore the delicate fabric, exposing more of your creamy skin.

You gasped, a soft moan escaping your lips as the cool air hit your heated flesh. James smirked, amused by your reaction. He loved how responsive you were, how your body sang to his every touch.

"Now, let's see if a little discipline will help you find your words," he said, his palm caressing the globe of your ass. He squeezed the supple cheek, relishing the way it mold to his hand like ripe fruit.

SMACK! The first spank echoed through the room, a sharp crack against your tender skin. You yelped, your body jolting forward before settling back against James' lap. The red handprint bloomed across your flesh, a brand of his dominance.

SMACK! SMACK! He continued the relentless assault, his hand raining down on your ass with measured precision. Each blow sent shockwaves of pleasure-pain through your body, stoking the fire in your core.

"Please..." You whimpered, your voice barely above a whisper. "Please Jamie..."

James paused, his hand resting on the curve of your ass. "Please what, babygirl?" he coaxed, his voice a low, sensual rumble. "That’s not my name."

James gripped your hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass as he continued the relentless spanking. The sharp cracks of his palm against your skin echoed through the room, punctuated by your hiccuping sobs and whimpers.

"Come on now, princess," James growled, his voice rough with impatience and arousal. "You know better than to be a blubbering mess. Daddy expects more from you than this."

He punctuated his words with another hard spank, watching as the red welts bloomed across your tender skin. His cock throbbed beneath you, a thick ridge of steel encased in velvet, aching to plunge into your dripping cunt.

"You're a lady, not a doggy," he reminded you sternly, his hand pausing its assault. "So start acting like one and tell Daddy what you need. I want to hear you say it, sweetheart."

James slid a hand between your thighs, his fingers brushing against your soaked folds. He could feel the heat radiating off your skin, the slickness of your arousal coating his digits. He circled your clit teasingly, pressing down hard enough to make you gasp.

"Come on babygirl, don't make me ask again," James coaxed, his thumb rubbing firm circles around the sensitive bud. "Daddy needs to hear you. I know you can do it."

James could sense your overwhelm, your mind too fogged with pleasure to form coherent words. Frustrated but determined, he made a split decision. In a swift motion, he grabbed your thighs and forced your legs apart, exposing your glistening sex completely to his hungry gaze.

"Since you won't use your words like a lady should, I'll treat you like the disobedient little doggy you're being," James growled, his voice dark with dominance. "Maybe a punishment to your naughty cunt will jog your memory."

Without warning, he raised his hand and brought it down harshly against your exposed pussy. The sharp slap echoed through the room, followed by your startled cry.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! James continued the brutal assault, his palm striking your sensitive folds with punishing accuracy. Your arousal splattered with each blow, coating his hand and dripping down onto the sheets below.

"Please..." You whimpered, tears streaming down your face. "Please Daddy, it hurts..."

"Shh, I know babygirl," James soothed, his tone gentling despite the harsh treatment. "But you need to learn to ask properly. Now, try again." His fingers brushed against your clit, a fleeting caress that made you jerk and moan. "Tell Daddy what you need, sweetheart. I'm listening."

SORRY I GOT LOST IN MY OWN HORNINESS 🫣🫣😫