#lubing

[felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna]

felix on bubble 5:40 AM est. 🥲 I’m so tired.

Holy hell. He posted these to insta with this ..

#lubing ... I’d be afraid to look at the photos attached to that hashtag.

[jjjjjasper]

POV: you look under the #lubing tag

[philsmeatylegss]

If I were Dan and Phil I would never hard launch because it’s so embarrassing that we were right. Like what do you mean you were so in love a bunch of thirteen year old’s clocked it? I would never give that satisfaction.

[gracelesstars]

seriously this is like a third marriage between two Supernatural actors, what love potion was in the water of that set 🤔

[dolokhoded]

sorry but dan howell SPECIFICALLY might be the only person on the planet who has absolutely no right calling tumblr out for being the freak website. we've all seen your old posts daniel and we're being very nice not bringing it up.

[edgebug]

dunmeshi yaoi is so funny. what do they find in the dungeon to use as lube? dead slime? dragon blood? boiling oil? an undine? soup? does senshi have a lube recipe

[ariaste]

swear to god if I read another motherfucking fic where these vampires pause to get the lube I am going to have a fucking mental breakdown and chew holes in the walls. i have had it up to here. this is an intervention. this is a come-to-jesus moment. what are you doing. are you thinking about your choices. why are you making them have sex like they're humans instead of weird fucked-up vampire sex. look into my eyes. can you please consider your worldbuilding choices and make ones that are less excruciatingly boring. look at me. you're being the softest beigest pillow if you make them use human lube. i'm serious. i will die on this hill.

fight me in the comments if you disagree or you feel huffy about this, i don't care. come at me, bro, i own the night.

[beemovieerotica]

sorry but tumblr is now serving ads of fleshlights dripping and squirting lube as someone rams a whole corn into it and bulge is still illegal?

[shunsuiken]

cw. mdni + afab!reader + he eats you out + no thoughts no nothing my clit wrote this, goodnight!

for some reason jing yuan hasn't stopped running his goddamn tongue over your clit for the past thirty minutes. you're lying there. tits out, pussy on display and your lips swollen from so much biting (and a make out session that he'd teased you criminally with for who knows how long).

"a- are you not satisfied yet?" you can barely whisper, your throat dry and your vision blurry from the edging. "i wanna cum, yuan," you whine softly, throwing your arms over your face—either to muffle out how pathetic you sound or to hide how fucked out your expressions are from just your lover's tongue.

"you amuse me, beloved,” he chuckles, voice hoarse as your wetness coats his chin. “earlier you admitted that you were in need of some assistance down here—” he licks a long stroke upwards on your bud and it makes your thighs close around his head instinctively. “—and how could i refuse my darling little sparrow?” he lowers his head again, letting his tongue roll over your bud again, keeping a sharp eye on how your mouth opens and closes, mewls spilling from your lips.

earlier you claimed that you were in need of attention… a different type of attention. one where jing yuan would need to be slotted right in between your legs in order to placate the feral feeling. he remembered how you waved your hands offhandedly, desperately trying to conceal how you needed him by shrugging it off. you didn’t want to burden him with something trivial like this! it’s not like you can’t do it by yourself (as you have done for yourself, plenty of times).

however, when jing yuan listened to your reasoning, he couldn’t help but lock in on the way your lips moved, the way your eyes darted to all corners of the bedroom, the way you played with the tips of your fingers. you poor little thing… you were just nervous to ask for his help! so with a little kiss on your forehead, and one chaste kiss on your lips, he gently coaxed you onto your shared bed. his hand caresses comforting circles on the small of your back while his other hand rises to push some hair strands away from your face.

“look at how radiant you are before me, beloved mine, you need but simply ask for my assistance whenever it is required,” he had told you tenderly, adoration dripping in his tone as he observed your expression—an expression heated in the cheeks, slightly embarrassed by his wording but the relief that sparkled in your eyes was a no brainer to the general.

you can only huff a pant and a small ‘okay’ as his sturdy hands keep your thighs open for him, licking the velvet of your folds, allowing you to enjoy the high of it before reaching your peak.

[strawlessandbraless]

Honestly it would have been too gay

[cheekylittlepupp]

He'll be the death of me..

[striders]

… where all your dreams come true

[todaysbat]

Baby bat | Lubee Bat Conservancy

[proventobeaj3lover]

ONE WORD

SMASH

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[reenthinks]

Inspired by this reel of Mingyu and his big, sexy back 🫶🏻

Warnings: slightly suggestive, Mingyu is shirtless, flirting, kissing 😏, hickeys 😏😏. Not proof read.

Synopsis: Mingyu is a morning person. Reader is a Mingyu person.

Criminal. It was criminal for Mingyu to look this good at 7:23 A.M in the morning. Why was he up so early on a Saturday anyways? Who bakes brownies that early? On a weekend. Then again, your boyfriend was the biggest morning person you’ve ever met. Him baking brownies at the ass crack of dawn was not so out of the ordinary.

“Good morning.” He shoots a debonair smile your way.

“It is not. I do not appreciate being woken up early on the weekend.” You walk up behind him, arms settling around his extremely slutty waist. “I don’t care if it’s because of a sexy, six foot two, shirtless man baking brownies in my kitchen.”

“Dang it. Thought I’d get a handicap.”

“Nope.” You trail kisses up his back. “You’re hot, you know that?”

He chuckles. “What’s gotten into you today?”

“What? Can’t a girl compliment her boyfriend?”

“No, no, compliment away.”

Your hands didn’t hesitate to wander. Mingyu was quite nice to look at. Nicer even, to touch. Your fingers smooth up his very toned stomach, over his chest before cupping the curve of his shoulders. Touch feather-light, descending down the rippling muscles of his back. You could swear you felt him shiver.

“Very touchy this morning, aren’t we?” He says, finally turning around so you could loop your arms around his neck. His hands come to rest on your hips.

“What can I say, you’re very touchable.” You reach up on the tips of your toes, waiting for him to close the distance.

“Mm, is that so?” He says, eyes trained on your lips as he meets you halfway.

The kiss is slow yet sloppy, borderline desperate as both of you kiss the other like they’re going to vanish if you stop. You pull his lower lip between your teeth and he groans. “How about we take this party to the sofa?”

He smiles against your lips, “Yes, and the brownies will just bake themselves.”

You scoff. He presses a couple more kisses to your lips before turning back around and spooning the batter into a baking pan. As he closes the oven door, his hands find their way onto your waist again. “I believe you said something about a party.” His hands lower to the back of your thighs and he pats them twice. You jump up, wrapping your legs around his waist and he moves to a clean part of the kitchen island, setting you down.

Your hands find his hair as he leaves wet kisses on your jaw and down your neck, sucking hickeys into your collarbones. You arch into him as his hands make their way under your shirt, sliding up and down your sides and back. Mingyu pulls you even closer, your legs tightening around his waist.

Your hands wander all over him, up and down his arms, squeezing his shoulders, sliding down his chest and stomach. He seems to like it as he lets out the occasional moan into your mouth. Your fingers hook into the waistband of his shorts and you hear his breath hitch as you pull it and it snaps against his hip.

You break apart for air, resting your forehead against his. He looks straight into your eyes, with the occasional glance down at your lips. He looks pretty; hair tousled, lips pink and slightly swollen, and a slight flush on his cheeks. You kiss him shortly, chuckling as he chases your lips when you pull apart.

Hopping off the counter, you let your pinky intertwine with his for a moment before letting go, making your way back to the bedroom.

“How about a walk once your brownies are done?”

He grins. “I’d like that.”

“Put a shirt on, sexy.”

“And if I don’t?”

“I’m afraid we won’t make it far from the living room.” You wink at him before disappearing behind the bedroom door.