#libraries fucking ROCK

[joyfuladorable]

Mikey and Raph being besties and rassling (From the book Lean, Green Smackdown Machine!)

[adornesibley]

In Tasmania our libraries are all connected to one another, can ship anything in the collection to your local library. They offer not only books, ebooks on Libby, audiobooks, movies, and music, but also PS4 and XboxOne games! Also if you're homeless, you're still allowed, and encouraged to use the library. ALSO NO LATE FEES.

(The bigger ones also have free pads and tampons in their restrooms)

[transgenderfivepebbles]

soulmates..?

[barnabyboppins]

Hopefully lukewarm take (i haven’t checked)

I recently finished reading the Heroes Of Olympus series (having read pjo immediately prior) and I think it’s pretty shitty that the worth of all of our good guy characters are, to a notable degree, measured by their ability to find and engage in romantic relationships and are then greatly defined by those relationships. (Disclaimer; I don’t think I’m in a justified position to discuss lots of the racial criticisms for HoO but I do agree with a lot of em and that aspect does factor into this topic)

7+ important recurring characters is quite a lot of people to balance, even in a five book series and all of the non-pjo characters suffered immensely for it. But one character arc I anticipated over and over again that never ended up happening was any one character finding fulfillment from the non-romantic relationships around them by de-prioritizing the idea of a perfect someone in favour of accepting the support of their friends/comrades/campers/family/etc. (Second disclaimer: I don’t expect a novel saga from 2010 to have characters declaring their orientations (or lack thereof) aloud but the idea of a character learning to define themself by or through something outside of romance isn’t a new one)

I think Percy and Annabeth are very cute and work well as a couple (are they the only white couple?) and I don’t really see any chemistry between Piper and Jason (I feel like they’re on very different paths from each other and Piper stagnates greatly in favour of supporting jasons development) but I think literally every other Good Guy character had the potential to not need romance in their arcs. Frank could have been raised to praetor by consensus and recognized by his peers and grandma, actively validating his growth rather than him achieving great feats and no one noticing or really caring except for Hazel. Hazel could’ve been shown learning about the modern day with Frank and Nico during downtime and reconciling her identity and trauma with the diversity of today while discovering a new freedom in acceptance (from the Seven) of who she is from back then and who she may yet want to be (and also not dated a 16 y/o at 13).

Leo, Reyna and Nico were the main ones I was thinking would forgo the need for a partner at least as a necessity for their growth/healing as all three have severe familial trauma, are distanced from other demigods socially somehow, and all were explicitly ousted from conventional romance in-writing.

Initially with Leo I had hoped he would confront his struggle being the “seventh wheel” by expressing how he was feeling overlooked as a friend (and as the ONLY shipwright) in favour of everyone’s romantic interests, which would lead into further emotional vulnerability in the party but, that never happened save for a few stoically non-communicative gestures of support to Frank and otherwise weird hang-ups on Hazel before he fucked off to Calypso, letting his friends think him dead for weeks. Leo lacked connection and felt inferior and less important than the rest of the Seven and the narrative validated that by only fulfilling him through an a Rapunzel-like hot babe trapped on an island who is physically dependent on his emotional dependence on her. That’s not a recipe for healthy relationship! I related to Leo initially as an aromantic person with 9 siblings, half of whom are already coupled so it was very disappointing when I realized by the third book that RR just didn’t take what was to me the most obvious arc for a character who is vitally important to a team but least noticed. Also the Hazel-Frank-Leo pseudo-love shape didn’t need to happen, at least in the way it did, and I think the Leo-Hazel-Sammy weird love thing was stupid.

I think Nico and Will are a very cute couple and I’m looking forward to reading their book when I come around to it but I felt unsatisfied that the thing that got Nico to stay at camp after 5 books was a guy who had little significant presence until the last book and not like, any of the other deeply important connections he made during his journeys? Nico’s been talking about never returning to either camp for a while and none of the Seven or Reyna (I think) thought to check in with him? I get that Will is supposed to be like the first person to insistently want Nico around but if Will really is the first then that’s kinda fucked up given the whole like, eight books worth of people he’s met. It’s a bit fucked up that after years of Nico’s presence, seemingly the first connection to anchor him down is an unspoken suggestion of a romance

Reyna’s character journey confuses me because I don’t if I missed or forgot it but I don’t remember her having a conclusion to her internal struggles. Aphrodite telling her she’s doomed to singledom gets brought up again and again and it’s mostly just to make you feel bad for her. She doesn’t tell anyone else. She doesn’t seek fulfillment in the platonic or familial connections she has. They visit her house, trauma dump about her abuse AND fakeout her sisters + the hunters + the amazons deaths just to have Reyna be even more hurt. Reyna and Nico come to understand each other while they’re travelling but by the conclusion of the series she’s just gone back to her isolating and stressful role as the praetor, but now with more work to do! Aphrodite’s words are never explained and their veracity is never tested and all it serves is to give Reyna more misery porn.

I guess what I’m saying is I think the story would have been better if The Seven & Co had a little more connection with each other and not just with their respective partners and if we could have seen some internal growth come from that.

[aeolianblues]

Five stars. Fave track: No Buses + Cigarette Smoker Fiona

“So so so good, pls listen

I ❤️ Alex Turner”

A volunteer left a review on our radio station’s copy of ‘Who The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys?’

[tunder]

I came to my roots sort of speak and started slowly pirating music to listen to hi-rez versions of albums. I was certainly missing out quite a lot.

[iamthepulta]

The gem show is dangerous to me for reasons other than minerals.

[avephelis]

gilliob. fuck my life.

[elderscrollscryptids]

Player name: Hurls-Abundant-Rocks, Librarian (@ chipmunch)

[absentlyabbie]

really hate how impossible it is to find a book you encountered once, didn't get the chance to read, so you don't remember the author or title, but you're pretty sure of the genre and several specifics of the plot/summary, but that still does not help you

even library of congress is practically unnavigable. i would slaughter a man in cold blooded sacrifice to be able to look up published fiction via relevant tags like you can do fic on ao3

[transgenderfivepebbles]

the expectation for the meaning of existence

[catboynutsack]

i heard you like bad boys..............well I have 48 overdue library books and $40 in late fines ;)

[bookgeekgrrl]

#please use them!! #i've seen some people think using the e-resources for instance actually hurts them and noooo #also if you have a state-funded college/uni library nearby chances are they have some kind of public access even if it's in-library use onl #so if you're doing hella research you might be able to sit at a public access terminal and use their fancy databases #or if you just don't own a computer and need one for something that's computer heavy like idk..filling out a shit ton of job apps #lots of people don't realize that I don't think (@aidaronan)

Use your library

I'm begging you to use your library

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

i see a post talking doom and gloom about how we'll never escape toxic masculinity. i think about back in 2017 when american girl released their first boy doll, and a review for him went viral in the collecting community. the review was written by a mom, who said they went into the store to get their daughter a doll, only to see their son's eyes light up like fire when he saw a doll that looked like him, and now every night he puts his doll in pajamas and rocks him to sleep. i think about the toddler in my daycare room a few years back who was obsessed with baby dolls, carrying them everywhere, and his mom proudly told us he uses his sisters' old baby dolls and wants to be just like them. that toddler saw another toddler crying one day and gave her the doll he had to cheer her up. i think about the eight-year-old boy i saw a few years back, excitedly waving around raya's sword in a target checkout line like all his dreams were coming true. there was a video on my instagram the other day of a little boy at disneyworld crying with joy upon meeting his hero, mulan. i think about the voice actor for bow in the she-ra reboot saying his nephews only wanted adora action figures. celebrity men are wearing dresses on tv now. last halloween i saw a little boy dressed as elsa. i went to go see spiderverse over the summer, and in the line ahead of me was a boy who couldn't be older than twelve or thirteen, bouncing and beaming, giddy with excitement over getting to see the female-led romance movie elemental. i think about the five-year-old boy at my library who breathlessly asked me where the pinkalicious books were, eyes widening when i had more on my cart, his mom explaining that he is all about pinkalicious and fancy nancy. i saw so many pictures online of boys and men dressed in pink to see barbie. teenage boys are gonna open their phones and see the man who wrote fucking game of thrones dressed in pink to see barbie. when i was a kid, a boy dressing in pink was practically a social death sentence. there are boys running around in pink on my street right now.

[luvyeni]

🪽… ( reaction ) have you ever tried this one ? ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 스트레이키즈 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ straykids favorite positions to fuck you in  ヾ

boyfriend!스트레이키즈・ fem!reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ unprotected sex, oral sex ( F ), dirty talk, nsfw links. wc ・‎ ‎1.2k ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 tried something new today and added links no i cant make longer drabbles for any of these …

﹙ 𐙚 : bangchan ﹚ .ᐟ

wants you to feel all of him; he wants to be as deep as he can possibly be, that’s why nine times out of ten chan will have you folded in a mating press, stretching you out with his big cock. “fuck!” you screamed as the man above you fucked into you , holding your legs up to your chest. “deeper please.” no matter how deep he is , you want more — you want him to breed you. “fuck baby im already in your guts, how deep do you want me.” he grunted, feeling his cock twitch inside you. “want me to breed this pretty pussy.” you scream out, answering his question. “fuck yes!” moaning out feeling your cunt tightening around him. “sh-shit , that’s what you want? for me to fill this pretty pussy?” you moaned. “fu-fuck yes chan.” you moaned out. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hissed.

“gonna cum inside this pretty pussy.”

﹙ 𐙚 : lee know ﹚ .ᐟ

we all know lee know is an ass man, he’s revealed this on numerous occasions. when he fucks you, he wants you ass up so he can watch your ass recoil against him. “that’s it.” cursing , holding your hip with one hand , rutting into you. “shit keep moving that ass.” he was hypnotized by the way your ass moved. “fuck minho!” you screamed into the pillow. “fuck don’t stop.” he didn’t either , the grip on your waist tightening as he moved his hips faster. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he breathed out. “gonna fucking cum.” he groaned , pulled out stroking his cock. “fuck im cumming!” he howled as he came all over your ass. “shit baby.” he slapped your ass, you helped out

“god i fucking love your ass so much.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : changbin ﹚ .ᐟ

changbin loves to show off his strength; he doesn’t spend his days in the gym just for fun. showing you how manly he his, lifting you up and fucking you in the air. your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, his hand firmly grasping your ass holding you up as he pounded into you. “oh my god changbin!” your legs dangling on the side. “fuck me!” he held you up like you were nothing. “so-so strong.” he smirked. “yo-you like that?” he stuttered out, his voice deep. “shit , you like how i can lift you up and fuck you on my fat cock. nodding dumbly, babbling nonsense. “y-yes.” he cursed , bouncing you on his cock. “pl-please be careful.” you stuttered. “do-don’t worry baby im not gonna drop you.”

“gaining these muscle just so i can fuck you like this.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : hyunjin ﹚ .ᐟ

hyunjin fucking loves morning sex , rolling over on his side , spooning you pulling your clothes down, his cock hard as a rock as slid inside you, sighing in relief. “so-so warm baby.” his sexy morning voice in your ear as his hand came up u onto your boobs , feeling up your body , squeezing your boobs. “fe-feel so nice baby.” he rutted into you. “so fucking nice , i love you so much.” his hands in between your legs, rub your clit — the sun was bleeding into the room. “hy-hyune im gonna cum.” you moaned out , he opened your legs , rutting into you harder. “cum for me princess.” letting you cum, him following right after. “sh-shit baby.” he let your legs go , kissing your neck tenderly

“good morning princess , you felt so good.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : han jisung ﹚ .ᐟ

just put him in between your legs and let him do his thing, han jisung certified munch ! he doesn’t care whether he’s on top or if you’re on top. as long as he can taste your sweet cunt and feel your soft tittes in his hands , he is in heaven. “shit baby keep doing that.” you moaned, hands tangled in his hair , pushing him deeper into your mound. “fuck more.” hips moving against your will, he was that good , lapping at your cunt. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hummed as you came on his tongue, coating his tongue. “fuck you taste so good.” he pulled away. “like candy.” he bought his fingers to his mouth, bringing them back to your slit. “wanna make you cum again.” he rubbed your bud.

“wanna make a mess of you.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : felix ﹚ .ᐟ

ride him in his gaming chair and his life is yours. he loves this shit — you “ innocently “ sitting in his lap , which ends up with you both naked , his game long forgotten as you milked him for everything he had. “sh-shit.” he held your lower back letting you do what you wanted before he pulled you flush against him , pressing down on your lower stomach. “lixie.” he squeezed your boobs. “lo-love you feel so good wrapped around me.” he moaned. “so fucking warm.” he kissed your boobs , bucking his hips up. “lix I’m gonna cum.” you whined , he rubbed your clit. “cum for me.” he whispered into your ear. “cum for me like a good girl.” releasing all over him.

the game was long forgotten after that , he was ready to make you cum all over again.

﹙ 𐙚 : seungmin ﹚ .ᐟ

you’re always on top, but he’s always in charge. his legs flat against the bed fucking up into you , his hands yanking your back , making you scream. “sl-slut.” he growled. “letting me fuck you like this , you’re so nasty.” his thrust were brutal , your ass bright red from his previous slapping. “you like being fuck like a whore?” he asked , knowing you can’t ask. “whose whore are you.” he yanked your hair. “i asked you a question , whose whore are you?” you were a mess , trying to get the words out. “yours -fuck!- im your whore minnie.” you let out a pornographic moan. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he let your cum , holing you down as he emptied his load inside of you , holding you close to whisper in your ear.

“that’s right , you’re my whore.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : jeongin ﹚ .ᐟ

your body pressed flatly against the bed, arms pinned behind your back , jeongin kissing the sweet spot on your neck as , the kisses sweet and soft — a completely different from how deep he was inside you. “i-innie.” you babbled , he let your arms go , his hand wrapping around your neck, choking you lightly. “yo-you feel that -fuck- that’s my cock deep inside your pussy.” he grunted in your ear. “so-so deep.” he kissed your cheek. “i know baby , i know.” he moaned. “going dumb on my cock aren’t you.” your eyes rolling to the back of your head, his strokes were slow but deep. “just take it , that’s all you can do.” his hand tightening around your throat. “you can’t take it.”

“take it like a good fu-fucking girl.”

©️LUVYENI

[lazyjellyfish300]

“You want more?” you ask incredulously. “There’s a fine line between ambition and greed Geto.”

“It blurs with you.”

@sugurusangxl 💕💕💕 had to make sure you saw this one of your hunny!

Hi just dropping by to say I really love your work and wanted to ask about a request. If it's not your style then please delete.

I want to see a fic with Geto and a priestess! reader where Geto has to sleep with her to get benefits of her jujutsu power but it has to be witnessed as a rite in front of other members of the temple.

What do you think?

Well hello there! You've come to the right place! Nothing more delicious than some exhibitionism and freaky power exchange as a plot device to get the brain running!

Inner Sanctum

Warnings: MDNI, sex, exhibitionism, oral (female receiving), slight dominance, degradation, and LOTS of dirty talk A/n: I'm glad to be writing for JJK again, I know it's been a while. This fic idea gave me life. Not really proofread.

The room is dimly lit, illuminated by candles as a throng of elderly sorcerers quietly watch what is happening on the bed placed in the center. A naked pair leisurely kiss, their limbs erotically tangled with each other.

You were the strongest jujutsu priestess of your order. It was no surprise when the leader of the Star Religious Group requested a meeting with you. He had discovered an ancient book on sorcery, one that spoke of how divine feminine cursed energy could fortify a man’s. And of course, no one else had come to his mind except you.

It helped that you and Geto were familiar with each other, that you’d had that teasing love-hate relationship all these years. Often, you’d joked about him eventually giving in and admitting he needed you; and what a delight it had been to see your prediction coming true. With Geto’s rise to power it became increasingly apparent that while his jujutsu abilities were formidable, it would become even more so when paired with feminine energy. 

Geto nibbles at the hot skin on your throat and you comb your fingers through his luxurious black hair that falls over his shoulders in waves. You catch the eye of the Elder sitting nearest to you and though they don’t look away, their composure remains intact. You huff at the lack of reaction but then again, you’re not sure why you were expecting one.

The Elders were there only for the sake of making sure nothing went horribly wrong. The entire ritual was a nuance of minor instances that could ruin the whole process if any of them went wrong. Although Geto’s ability for curse absorption made this process easier, there were no guarantees that the energy not not destabilize since it momentarily wouldn’t have a vessel once drawn out of your body. Though rare, the aftermath could be gruesome, hence why this group of stuffy ancients presided over you. 

You were aware that this tryst would be monitored, but the lack of enthusiasm made it almost pedestrian. Observing the look on your face, Geto grins from between your breasts. “Something wrong?” 

“I was promised an audience but I wasn’t aware they would be so boring.” You gasp as Geto bites a perked nipple, soothing the sting with his tongue as he suckles it into his mouth. He releases it with a wet pop and scoffs as you raise an eyebrow at him. 

“Come now, priestess. Surely my presence should be more interesting than theirs?” 

You roll your eyes at the comment but you’d be lying if you said Geto’s physique wasn’t impressive. As you’d disrobed before getting into bed together you’d seen his hard, chiseled, chest and abs, and the trail of curly hair from his belly button leading down to his cock. Even semi-erect, it was spectacular to look at. His face wasn’t bad either. Handsome, with a straight nose that ended in a cute curve at the tip. Having broad shoulders was a plus too; it meant you had something to grab onto. 

“I suppose you are. But I almost wonder if we’re not being interesting enough based on the lack of enthusiasm.” You pause, as though hoping one of the Elders would break the silence but all that can be heard is the chirping of birds from the outside. Geto chuckles darkly.

“Oh. I didn’t realize we had a little exhibitionist on our hands here. Who’d have guessed?”

“A lady must maintain some form of mystique.”

“A lady?” Geto’s calloused hands tighten on your waist, fingers indenting into the soft flesh. “Now why would a lady be complaining that no one seems happy to watch her get fucked like a 2-cent whore?” 

You’re about to retort but the words die in your throat as your brain registers what you had just been called. Geto smirks as he sees your demeanor change. “Aha. Now I see. You’re not interested in being a meek, accommodating priestess. No, you want to be used like a little slut in front of all these people, don’t you?”

His words are a smooth purr in your ear and despite the crudeness of it, you feel yourself getting turned on, your body responding powerfully to the verbal humiliation. Geto’s face looks positively delighted. “All these years of knowing you…how did I miss this?” He rolls off you and sits on the bed, dragging you in between his legs. 

“Geto!” You call his name and you hear a chair shuffle slightly in the background and still, remembering what you’d been told about this ritual. The transfer of power worked as long as the woman was consenting. Your willingness was what allowed the flow of cursed energy from your body into his, and Geto’s curse absorption ability allowed him to assimilate it as you had sex. However, the slightest notion of consent being withdrawn meant an elder intervening to prevent a disaster. 

You gather yourself, then allow Geto to maneuver you so that your back is against his chest. “There there,” he coos reassuringly at you, and the silky, sinful way the words roll off his tongue causes your heartbeat to quicken. The room's atmosphere changes, and you feel attuned to Geto’s every small move, from how his hands graze your flanks, to the gentle tickle of his hair as it slips over your shoulders like it’s your own. “It’s going to be ok little priestess. Let a more experienced man guide you hmm?” 

He cradles your breasts in his large hands and pushes them up so that they’re right on eye level with the elder seated directly in front of you. “The Elders are forbidden from speaking during this rite, in case they upset our flow,” he murmurs in a sultry whisper. “But do you want me to tell you what they’re thinking?” He skims the pads of his thumbs over the hard peaks and you let out a tiny gasp. You watch the impassive face of the Elder even as Geto continues his wicked seduction. “He was probably thinking what pretty tits these are. And how he wishes he could be the one holding them right now.” He kneads the soft mounds and you moan quietly. 

Instantly, Geto feels a change in your body, that slow, uncertain transition into a state of tentative surrender. Satisfied, he continues his filthy descriptions in your ear. “And these nipples of yours…” He gives them a soft twist, sending a rush of heat straight into your loins. Your clit pulses in response, and it feels uncomfortable to sit with your legs together. “Look at how they perk up, so ready to be tasted.” Geto’s head drops and you feel a swift lick on one of your nipples before the tip of his tongue teases you by not quite drawing it into his mouth.

“That’s right…give in. You’re just a needy little priestess. You want to be naughty so badly.” His fingers stroke a line between the valley of your breasts and you feel his erection brush against the base of your spine, hot and hard. You try to buck against him, your ass falling a few inches too short to grind against him. A sinful chuckle resonates in your ear. 

“Can you possibly be any more desperate?” He loosens his grip and pushes you forward so that you’re kneeling. A surprised yelp flies from your lips as Geto smacks the round globe of your ass, leaving it red and jiggling. “Perhaps…you’d like this better if someone could see how wet this is making you.”

He moves so that your rear is visible to the group of Elders sitting behind him. He strokes the tender flesh, pushing your head down into the mattress and raising your hips higher. “They must get the best view after all.” You bite down on your lip, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of knowing how arousing this was for you. Each spank echoed across the room, punctuated by a lewd comment from Geto each time. 

“You know it’s not uncommon for an orgy to occur after the two main sorcerers have finished their rite?” Your resolve slips and you let out a whimper as his hand comes in contact with your skin again.  “They fuck in the same room, sometimes even on the same bed, to try and absorb the last vestiges of the strong energy that was exchanged. But if you’re not gonna get wet enough for them to reap the benefits…then what’s the point? Maybe we should check? Show them you have enough for everyone?”

You pant, saliva dripping from your mouth onto the sheets as your mouth hangs open. Any sorcerer worth their salt could sense how much of your cursed energy was being willingly given to Geto right now; the energy almost thrummed in the room, passing vibrations, and you could sense his aura, a mix of him and you, completely unique. Your eyes widen as you feel Geto’s hands rest on your abused rear. 

“Shall we take a peek?”

Utterly exposed, you bury your face into the mattress as Geto spreads your ass cheeks and reveals the whole of your drenched pussy to the other side of the audience. You can feel their stares now, and unlike earlier when their presence had disinterested you, you now can’t stop thinking about Geto’s taunting descriptions and they looped through your mind like a song on replay. Was everyone internally turned on and doing their best to hide it? Were they really going to take off their clothes and have an orgy here after you were done? On this bed, which would be covered in your sweat, and with Geto’s cum and your slick juice?

Your thoughts are disrupted as you feel Geto stroke a finger in between your folds, gathering wetness from your core and sliding it over your throbbing clit. You let out an unbidden whine, your hole already clenching from imagined anticipation. 

“Oh, that’s plenty. What a good girl, getting ready to make a mess on the bed.” His finger circles your slick entrance, dipping the tip inside and withdrawing, the negligible friction making you yearn, your abdominal muscles tightening from the sensation. After a few teasing strokes, he inserts the whole digit into you and your head whips up, uninhibitedly vocalizing your pleasure. The crowd silently watches you, witnessing how embarrassingly easy it was for Geto to break you. 

Your fingers fist the sheets as he curls inside you, stroking the upper spongy walls, creating a sensation that seemed to crawl from deep within into your legs and toes. Your limbs quiver as he builds up the rising wave of heat tempering in your belly, biting down on the mattress to stop yourself from crumbling into a pile of lust. 

How was this man so unfazed? Wasn't he naked too? His cock was standing proudly, weeping precum from the slit, his tip engorged and pink, obviously wanting to be buried inside you but yet you were the one on the verge of losing sanity. An impatient growl emanates from your throat, and just when you thought you could find some semblance of control, Geto inserts a second finger into you, scissoring inside and pistoning his fingers in and out of your lewdly squelching flesh. The noises of slick wetness seem to grow louder within the silence of the room. Your voice keens as Geto continues to stroke your inner walls, finding the perfect rhythm and playing with that little patch of nerves inside you. 

“You're leaking all over me priestess.” The raven-haired man taunts as he withdraws his fingers and you collapse on the bed in disappointment, feeling empty and pathetically unsatisfied. Fingers drag through your hair, gathering it at the base of your head and pulling it back so that you can glimpse what he's trying to show you. Geto's fingers glisten with your essence, sticking ever so slightly and forming strings in between his fingers. Your mouth hangs open as you try to catch your breath, the sight so perverted and yet arousing at the same time. He brings them up to your lips. “Taste yourself.” The fluid is smeared onto your tongue and you taste the tangy salt of your pussy, mouth closing around him to suck, coating his fingers with saliva. You see the Elders’ eyes flick briefly to Geto’s face before they fall back onto you, ever impassive once more.

“Ah, they’re jealous of me. Jealous of the effect I have on you.” Geto continues his deviant storytelling. “Bet they’ve never had a woman so wet and eager for them in their whole life.” Almost tenderly, he pushes away the hair obscuring the back of your neck and trails his lips down, leaving little ticklish sensations along your spine. You gasp as his teeth sink into your shoulder blade, then into your neck, his hand cupping your chin and directing it away so that he can leave a mark. He huffs in satisfaction as the little red hickey blooms on your skin. “You give the most sweetest reactions to me.”

You’re caught off guard as Geto suddenly flips you onto your back, gazing up at his face. He looms over you, a predator surveying its iitsprey. “I daresay you’ll never make the mistake of being more invested in the reactions of some stuffy old sorcerers than me from now on.” He straddles your hips and captures your wrists, pinning them over your head as you writhe underneath him. 

“From now on?” You manage to ask. 

“Yes. Is it audacious for me to say I don’t think any other sorcerer is worthy of this body after I’m done with it? Or that I don’t think anyone else will fuck you the way you want to be fucked?” His head dips to suckle at your breast. Moaning and unable to deny him, you part your legs, arching your body upwards to catch the tip of his cock between your folds, wantonly rubbing it against your sensitized flesh. The denied orgasm was still on your mind and you grind your worth on your clit, the soft friction doing barely anything to ease the ache. Soft laughter is heard against your breast. 

“See? This is what I mean. You’re a woman of varied tastes. Can you live for the rest of your life always being fucked like a princess? Can you be satisfied knowing no one can draw out the whore in you like I do? Look at yourself, so desperate to cum and make a mess all over me.” Geto licks his way down to your bellybutton. “Can you sense how eager your body is to exude all this cursed energy for me? It’s responding to me, little priestess. The more I can bring you to the edge and drown you in your desire for me to fuck you, the better. Your aura is ripe with the scent of unmet need. Are you surprised?” He nibbles your pubic bone and you realize what he’s about to do, a jolt running through your body. 

“You’re only doing this for your benefit,” you choke out unsteadily. “The more cursed energy I produce, the more that is available to fortify yourself.” Geto pauses, his eyes gleaming up at you hungrily from between your legs. 

“Is that so? Well, then for my benefit, you better cum like your life depends on it. And trust me, priestess, I’m not letting you out of this bed until you’ve cried out my name begging for mercy.” His breath ghosts your soaking folds before his thumbs push them apart. Your clit throbbed with heat and need, your arousal staining the sheets as your hole fluttered. The first lick of his tongue has your eyes rolling into the back of your head. Your world is upside down, the order of Elders all flipped the wrong way as your hips rise in frantic need to meet his mouth. Those soft, wet, strokes were pushing you to the brink, a pleasant skitter accompanying each movement. 

You sob and push against him, his flow unfaltering and consistent, and against your will, his name falls from your lips. “Geto…” you whimper as your hand tangles with his long hair, tugging hard enough to bring a tingling pain into his roots. He doesn’t stop but you could've sworn you heard a muffled growl of triumph before his lips seal around your clit, sucking possessively. The noise you make is positively animalistic, the fresh pull of tension coiling your belly like a snake waiting to strike. It was too much. Pops of color form behind your closed eyelids as Geto drives you to the peak. You feel yourself staring into the abyss, then with a final breath, leap off the edge.

The candles flicker as cursed energy pours from you, and Geto is enveloped by a purple aura as he continues to feast on your sweet flesh, power pouring into his veins at your submission. He feels each spasm and quiver of your clit in his mouth and sees the way your core trembles with the lack of being filled. When the tremors stop, he wastes no time.

You’re in a daze, floating on a cloud when Geto kneels in between your legs, sinking into the mattress as he draws your legs up under your knees, and brings them back up onto your chest. You look at him questioningly, and for the first time throughout this ritual, he offers you a reassuring smile. “Keep breathing for me.” He strokes your cheek before aligning himself with your entrance, holding back a hiss at how tight you feel as his tip notches into the empty space. With a groan, he sinks his cock into you, marveling at the way your part for him, the slick, heated velvet filling his senses. The aura surrounding him now enfolds you too joining your bodies as the cursed energy begins to flow freely. 

Your sighs mix with his grunts as he sheathes himself, his hips lying flush against yours as he bottoms out, the invitation too tempting to not lose himself. He withdraws, then pushes forward, setting up a pattern that brings ecstasy into his veins. It was almost mind-numbingly painful to remember the point of this ritual. He struggles as he keeps his cursed technique active, swallowing the portion of power you’re sharing with him greedily. The overwhelming need to not have to focus on this task, to bury himself deep inside you and fuck you till he came gripped him like a beast, its claws digging into his being. Even as both energies mingle and resonate within him, he’s reduced to his base desires like a common man rather than a special-grade sorcerer. 

“Fuck,” he bites out, his teeth gritted as sweat beads on his forehead. “Pussy sucking me in like that…sure you want me taking this energy?” His eyes darken as you whine and moan underneath him, then nod. The willingness displayed in your expression, and your body humbles him. “Shit priestess. Gonna make me lose my goddamn mind.” He gathers you to him, his hands holding onto you so tightly as the cursed energy surges. His nails dig into your flesh and you realize he’s on the verge of losing control, his technique barely maintained at its current level as he struggles with the raging desire inside him. 

Even as his technique feeds on your offering, you can feel the fluctuations in his cursed energy. With a curse, Geto abandons his last attempt at trying to absorb more. His mouth covers yours as he kisses you, both your sounds of pleasure swallowed by the other as he chases his orgasm, his cock sliding smoothly in and out of your slick channel. Your hands slide up to hook over his shoulders and you cling to him, the only solid thing your senses could perceive. The noise of skin slapping on skin fills the room, the thump of his balls hitting your ass punctuating his movements as he tries to get himself to climax. His belly tightens, and he can feel his balls scrunching up in anticipation as he prepares to empty himself.

The candles snuff out, plunging the room into darkness, and a primal noise is all that can be heard as Geto finally succumbs, his cock twitching inside you as thick jets of cum paint your walls. You stay locked in his embrace, the purple aura glowing mysteriously around you both and as Geto starts to come down from his high, it flickers and eventually vanishes. 

Your face is buried in his shoulder, your breathing unsteady, and then your eyes crack open at the sound of applause. The Elders are on their feet, clearly celebratory at the success of the ritual. You gaze up at Geto who seemed to be in a trance, his softening cock still buried inside you. His eyes glance at the elders before he issues a single command.

“Out.” The word rang sharply through the room and the Elders falter, clearly confused at his lack of excitement. But with the menacing look that appears on his face, they retreat, leaving the chamber and shutting the door behind them. Once the room is empty, Geto turns his attention back to you. He eases his body out of yours, and you feel the perverse slip of his cum trickling out of you. You lie back on the sheets, spent and exhausted.

“I thought the Elders were going to have an orgy now,” you tease as Geto flops onto the sheets. He grins lazily at you. 

“Not yet. I’m not done.”

“Not done?” Your eyebrows knit together in confusion. “But the ritual was a success.”

“Practice makes perfect. I wasn’t quite prepared this time. Lots of energy to still be collected.” 

“You want more?” you ask incredulously. “There’s a fine line between ambition and greed Geto.”

“It blurs with you.” He pulls you against his sweaty body. “Besides, it’s not like you’re lacking for cursed energy. You made plenty of it just now.”

You roll your eyes. “Do we have to bring those old geezers back in here again?” 

Geto laughs nodding. “Unfortunately. But not today.” He kisses your hair. “Didn’t I say I wasn’t letting you out of this bed until you were begging for mercy?”

“But…what if something goes wrong and…” Comprehension suddenly dawns on you and you smirk. “Oh. I see. You don’t want to activate your technique again.” You giggle naughtily as Geto rolls onto his back and you rest your head on his chest. He looks amused at your realization. 

“I just want to fuck you like the slut you deserve to be. And then maybe once like a princess too.” 

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