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im like physically tired but not mentally tired so. im not eepy enough to sleep but god. my body wants to
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Yes, all the girls are amazing, look amazing, do amazing things... But Ino with short hair is just the cherry on top for me!
#my art#naruto au#haruno sakura#ino yamanaka#hyuuga hinata#tenten#fox paradise au#naruto girls#naruto shippuden#hey look i cant walk but i can draw!!#my legs are exhausted not my arms#says with also exhausted lower back
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thinking about the fact school starts in around 2 weeks. i'm not ready to go back to hell
#i feel so exhausted#my energy levels are lower than they ever have been before#i want to lock myself in my room and just write#just write for days#no eating no sleeping just writing#just sitting there and writing#i can't go back to school#i can't go back to hating myself or the stress or everything#oh god i need to start thinking about college this year#im not ready for that#what the fuck am i gonna do after high school?#i can't live by myself#if i live by myself i'll forget to eat and starve to death#im such a physical and mental mess that i can't survive like that#im so fucked#so so fucked
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Spent the whole day packing with the help of my best friend, i am so exhausted and we got half my room in boxes but im really proud (and excited and sad and scared) its so surreal that this really happening!!
#like ive been procrastinating packing for so long now because fear and executive dysfunction combined is the worst#so i asked amber to help me (because theyre the best and sweetest and dont judge me for my mess and all that)#also i probably really needed the deadline tbh#im so exhausted and *hit me baby voice* my lower back is killing mee#had to stop for now because i just am at my limit enrrgy-wise#now im gonna take a shower and then nap#oh man my friend is so kind and powerful and i never couldve done it without them!!!!#(well see how ill manage the rest over the next week 🙈)#but god this was so hard and embarrassing and i kept repeating 'i hate my stupid baka life' and that helped a bit tbh#my room looks so weird now with the empty walls and shit#i hate it#change sucks and im afraid#anyway enough whining ill go have that shower now#mine
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i am enjoying this show but i do think it's a good case study in how... not to worldbuild jlskdfklj.
i know it's not trying to be that deep, so it really is fine, but it's been kinda interesting to me picking up on things i don't think makes sense with the hidden connective tissue for what each society is supposed to be like and how they have developed from the present?
like everyone in most cultures thinks girls are fine and equal to men (ex. the moclan baby situation) and even if it's through an alien acceptance lens they're fine with gays (bortus and klyden) and even maybe chill with trans stuff ("ur kid can decide when she's old enough" in theory) etc.
but there are also so many jokes that stem from inequality that you wouldn't really think about unless you really considered it, like the Standard Straight Marriage Jokes you get with ed and kelly dependent on marital gender roles or alara having trouble with boyfriends who don't want a gf who's stronger than them (even though maybe the issue is her just being scary strong generally, it does come off like her super strength was almost created for the sake of "haha strong woman you would not expect it from" and to then make jokes that would hit with a modern non-introspective audience) etc.
if society has developed and done the work to actually get to a place of equality in these areas then those jokes and casual attitudes would be much less likely, and it makes sense to me that the guy behind family guy would not understand that or care because he is trying to appeal to a very standard modern audience the only way he knows how (uncreative jokes stuck in an outdated status quo).
#TO tag#not a ton of examples bc i honestly just roll my eyes and let the joke go in one ear out the other but i think the vibes come across#PARTICULARLY with ed and kelly#and honestly there is almost something meta funny about watching these people in the future talk like they're from 2012#but when it is the whole show it means it is not supposed to be funny on that level but within itself#i think i just wish i could get space sitcom without... the 2000s sitcom jokes yknow?#i am grateful it's not as bad as i expected in those attitudes and i am also still enjoying the ability to just get a lighter scifi vibe#bc as much as i love hard serious scifi it does get exhausting sometimes#i just think i need to go back to my w359 relisten#ignoring that i think i left off somewhere at the point they did start getting big serious haha#or mourn inside job again#HONESTLY THOUGH i think i have been lucky that a lot of my favorite scifi has had typically mindful people behind it#or it took place in a time where it made sense and still kept itself at bay (thank u amanda tapping for self advocating <3)#so im sure honestly there is older serious scifi that still does the 'women amirite' bs esp Big Military Propaganda For Men ones#but for something more recent i would still expect a lower level#of it ingrained in advanced human society
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['New Possibilities'] left -> right
H: “Touma, I’m pretty sure you can pull off anything.”
T: “For real? Even bold clothes like Tora’s, with my chest fully exposed?”
H: “Sorry lol, I couldn’t help it once I pictured it LMAO”
T: “That’s kinda annoying. Maybe I should borrow Tora’s clothes and try it soon!?”
Thank you Haruka and Shiro for putting the image of Touma wearing Torao's shirt in my mind 🙏.
Due to a heavy workload it took me a whole ass week to finish this but I persevered!
#my art#idolish7 zool#inumaru touma#toma inumaru#torao mido#minami natsume#haruka isumi#toratou#Torao is at his limit here XDD#If you want to make me feel loved please like and reblog this I literally broke my lower back finishing this#I started working on this today after my work (14:30-23:00) and only did a short dinner break#But it was worth it#this is purely self-indulgent and for me and like the other three people that might enjoy this XD#now I'm heading to bed#i am so exhausted...
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For the few people that aren't my friends but remember me/ my art (or friends I haven't stayed in touch with), I wish to give an explanation for my constant week or months long disappearances:
I am a school kid stuck in an incredibly brutal school system, with a born in disability that only increases the difficulty to an insane degree. I have 10 hour schooldays and am still expected to do homework and study for intense exams (that can be up to 130 minutes long) when I arrive home late at night. This translates to my weekends also being used up for study and any free time being used for recovery from the chronic exhaustion (I do not use the term »chronic« lightly here, this is something noted by my doctor).
I really do not like letting this art blog rot only to be temporarily revived for a very short period of time once in a blue moon, but it is out of my control.
I hope (and I do think that will be the case) that in the future I will have more opportunities and energy to be creative, and will be able to share the fruits of my creativity. I miss doing art, but the constant grind from school erodes my creative passion to a degree that I barely even doodle in my notebooks anymore.
I'm optimistic this will not be forever though 💜
#harmonica noises#I have a multitude of international friends and acquaintances and they were all appalled when I explained the details of my school system#except from my buddy from Thailand; he was able to sympathise a lot 🤝...#There's so much I would love to show; and develop and update about my world#especially things I'm dissatisfied with and are outdated (it's a lot...)#but it will have to wait.#in the lower schoolgrades; back when it wasn't as intense (it was still intense) I would go on Tumblr regularly but I don't have the energy#to do that even more#I am so tired and stressed all the time! it has become my default state of existence pretty much. But it will not be for forever 💜#I am unsure if posting something so personal is wise... but I still feel the need to explain myself#So tired... I cannot afford to go to bed on time. maybe on the weekend but that's it. I have to stay up late and do homework and study#because again; 10 hour schooldays.#and even when I can sleep 8 hours; there's still the chronic exhaustion I will face for... forever.
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My roommate when she was ordering food 3 times a day: hey I know you're disabled and have to cook all your meals, but when are you gonna move heavy boxes out of the way for me? Why didn't you mop the floor? Why are there still dishes in the sink? That's so gross. Yeah I'm just the kind of person who needs to clean dishes immediately after making food, otherwise it bothers me. You know we need to all clean out the fridge and pantry together. Are you going to get this thing I didn't buy for the household when my other roommate moved out? Can you get something at the store for me?
My roommate when she had to cook herself dinner: yeah Im sorry I didn't pick up weed for you like I offered, I didn't even bother going out because I realized I had to choose between cooking and errands. Next week, ok? Also, I piled all my big pots and pans in the sink without rinsing them out, I was just so exhausted. I didn't bring in the trash can either.
#Average person when they have to cook for themselves instead of having a restaurant worker or their partner or family member do it reaction.#Yeah it's almost like limiting poor people on EBT to uncooked food is cruel and unreasonable or something.#And it's almost like not being sympathetic to your disabled roommates in a lower income bracket than you makes you a selfish bitch!#Its almost like cooking is incredibly exhausting and there's a reason professional chefs have a team of 10-20 people chopping + cleaning up#And I'm just one fucking guy. You piece of shit.#Anyway guess who has one less pain management option and 3x 12 hour shifts coming up.#All because boo hoo there were consequences for my shitty rich inconsiderate roommate with no social skills.#The weed wasn't even free. I was gonna have to pay her back. Little miss family inheritance couldn't spare me some free weed.#I hate this city.#☠️
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That's a no on the hot water bottle then I guess
#Literally just put it on my lower back and now my entire right thigh feels like its being scalded#I feel like if I wasn't too exhausted with pain to care this would be a panic moment#But whatever it already hurt anyway
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being unable to sleep is definitely in the top 5 most insanity-inducing experiences, i think i'd have a better chance at withstanding waterboarding
#damien.txt#i have been having difficulty falling asleep for a week now where i've been just laying there for like 4+ hrs#and i'm fucking bone-dead tired but i still can't fall asleep#i think it has something to do with the chronic pain in my lower back & leg but like. literally fuck me i want to cry.#seriously the mental strain that being exhausted inflicts on the brain... fuck man#i just want to sleep fr#lmao i'm listening to music and 'agony' from into the woods came on ksgsjshdj it's so real#anyways. going to go back to laying with my eyes closed. hoping. even though at this point my alarm goes off in like 2 hrs 30 mins
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#*problems occur on a project multiple ppl r working on* my boss @ me: what do u wanna do?#me. disastrously burnt out: i couldnt not even to give a fuck abt all this. i dont care i dont care i dont care#but thats not what i say. i say ok ill talk to the ppl and see how i can drop everything to help. and that probably means driving an hour#away to the other uni which is irrationally terrifying to me to the point where it will probably destroy my whole week a prevent me from#sleeping when i already am struggling to sleep. but its fine. ill get it done and itll be fine. for this stupid fucking project i dont#care abt. ay its so weird. ive never been this angry abt things. i mean its not even really anger its more dispair and frustration but it#manifests as just wanting to scream and throw a fit like a toddler. and i mean its my fault. i dont have to live the way that i do. i mean#i do but in an irrational compulsive way that i cant entirely control. but like its Saturday and i sepent 6 and a half hours taking#measurements and then met with my boss for like an hour and she was showing me cool imagines and talking abt cool new collaborators at her#new school and im just sitting there trying to maintain a smile bc my brain is semi disconnected from my body and im so exhausted#ugh. my brain is so fucked rn. i dont want to drive with even lower functioning thsn usual. and i was gonna meet my friend Tuesday morning#for once. and i might have to drive back and forth multiple days. ans what's my reward if were successful? two fucking weeks of watering#and measurement taking and i might have to stand around other ppl in all that time as well. usually im off spinning in circles by myself#amd looking unapproachable. i dont want to have to b a person around the undergrads#god im so weird. its like from the outside perspective if u were looking thru the window at me u would see me using a hammer and assume im#putting something together and i am but im also hammering nails thru my hand which no one asked me to do#so then why do i have to do it? ugh. thats y its a hard thing to complain abt bc ppl r like oh it sounds like ur compulsive habbits make u#productive and successful and yea sure but they're also destroying my life. im laying on the floor doubled over in pain and ppl r like oh#look how useful u r. who gives a fuck everything feels stretched and distorted like im suffering some sort of selfimposed Devin punishment#whatever. fuck this. tomorrow ill try my hardest to relax. literally i cant remember the last time i stayed in bed until at least 7am. ugh#but i also have some bullshit i have to get done tomorrow so well see#uuuuuugh let me leave this place @ schools send me ur official offers pls i wanna plan out my life for the next 5yrs#unrelated
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*rattling the bars of my cage and screaming*
I WANT TO TAKE CARE OF MY HEALTH I JUST DONT KNOW HOW TO ASK FOR HELP IN A WAY THAT WILL LET ME BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY
#blue chatter#I know I need to talk to a doctor abt the pain issues#I know this#my concern is that the focus of my past few visits has been purely about my BMI#which is not helpful.#even if that is relevant to the current concerns. massively altering my weight would me a work intensive long term goal/pipe dream#sure. me weighing less could reduce my joint pain. it’s a possibility. I cannot snap my fingers and lose 20 pounds.#sure. my weight could affect my heart rate and my ability to exercise.#you could even argue that I’m pretty sedentary and could stand to exercise more#I still cannot snap my fingers and lose 20 pounds.#my heart rate is still really high *now*. it is hard to exercise without feeling like I can’t catch my breath *now*.#sure. my breasts are not entirely fibrous tissue. if I lost weight they would probably be smaller. reducing my back pain.#I *still* cannot snap my fingers and lose 20 pounds.#but somehow every conversation in the doctor’s office comes back to my weight#especially if *gasp* it’s gone up in the past year#yeah. I’m aware. it’s not something I can super control.#the fact remains that I do not have the spoons to spend on the diet and exercise plans I know I will get recommended#and I know I will get recommended them because my parents go to this doctor and my dad went through an intense weight loss program#which. by the way. despite him heavily restricting his diet and exercising to run a 5k. did not lead to long term weight loss.#and he did not end up sticking with it long term bc it made him actively miserable and he enjoys things like food with fat in it and wine#but I also know that I should not be ignoring all these red flags.#I’m also worried that if I bring up heart issues again then they’ll take me off my ADHD meds#which would be fair as a first trial to see if it helps reduce symptoms#but also. I don’t get shit done without my meds. I wasn’t consistently medicated in high school or freshman year of college#and I was so exhausted all the time just doing the bare minimum#it felt like running headfirst into a brick wall constantly. and I don’t want that for myself.#also in the periods I went off of my meds myself for a week to try and lower my heart rate it did very little#bc believe me. I would love to be able to donate plasma. but I can’t bc I’m over 100BPM at rest.#I would make so much money if I could sell my blood water but I Cannot
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the men finding farmer!reader awake earlier than you usually are one morning, scribbling in a little notebook at the kitchen table, eyes darting between your words and the calendar on the wall
“good morning, there’s tea on the stove and toast on the counter.” you greet, voice soft and tired and Price rolls his eyes.
(once you start warming up to them and allowing them to help more, they grill you about working yourself to exhaustion)
“Thought you promised to take it easy this morning.” He mutters, giving Grimes a scratch behind the ears as he goes to grab a mug. He feels Ghost squeeze by behind him, hands warm on his lower back as he pours his tea.
“I’m making a schedule Price.” You yawn, shooing Soap away he tries to snatch the last bite of eggs of your plate. “Hey!” You snap, slapping his hand. Soap looks at you as though you beat him. “Not even a little bite?”
“Make your own, you don’t even like my eggs-“
“Aye! All I said that mornin’ was they was runny!” He whines, and Ghost lightly shoves him away, stealing the seat closest to you.
“What kind of schedule hm?” He questions, trying to peer down at the paper.
“Breeding season.”
Gaz chokes on a piece of toast, Soap slapping his back quickly. Ghost’s fork clatters back onto his plate and Price freezes, only to curse when scalding tea cascades over the side of his mug and down his hand.
You watch, brow raised, as they compose themselves.
“Breeding season?” Soap asks weakly, voice tight and you look between them, tilting your head.
“Yeah…? For the animals…?” You say slowly, and they let out a synchronised groan, Price running a hand over his face.
“Christ love, learn how to phrase shit yeah?”
“What? What do you mean? It’s breeding season!”
“Lass please-“
#on the run#tf 141 x reader#poly 141 x reader#simon riley x reader#johnny soap mctavish x reader#john price x reader#kyle gaz x reader#cod smut
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⋆。˚୨୧˚。⋆ — Big Dick Choso~ ♡ ♡ ♡
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“Ch-Cho~Choso~ m-my tummy!” You whimper as the curses cock destroys your guts, your poor overworked womb bloated with his seed, “I-y-you’re s’too big~! nnnnhhh~”
He only smiles at your cute noises, you were such a gorgeous mess, his gorgeous mess. The fact it was him doing this to you made him feel so proud. Never did he think he would end up in a relationship. Especially one with such a beautiful, sweet soul- breaking someone like you, splitting you open with his cock made it that much better.
His hands were gentle on your hips despite his brutal pace, his teeth nipping at your neck in a way that made your knees tremble, “Poor thing. I should slow down, shouldn’t I?“
You moan at the sound of his voice, your body trembling beneath him at his teasing tone and the feeling of his hot breath on your neck, “N-no~! Don't stop~ Pl-please Choso~ mn’need you ~”
Every snap of his hips drives his cock deeper into your sloppy depths, his cock rubbing perfectly against your gummy walls until you see stars… making your eyes roll back into your head. Each time those thick veins of his rub over the over sensitive bundle of nerves within you, a wave of pleasure clouded your mind, wiping out any coherent thoughts, turning you into a babbling mess for Choso. It felt like he was stirring up your insides, making a mess of your guts and marking you as his, molding your insides to the shape of his cock.
“M-my insides! Y-your c-cock~ -your cu-cum~! I can feel it sloshing in me, o-ohhh~ H’ah~!!”
You unravel like a cheap sweat- coming undone for what feels like the thousandth time, every part of you aching and exhausted… and still, Choso continues pounding away- relentlessly fucking your delicate cunt. His cock so massive that it feels like he’ll tear the rim of your asshole. The thought of being split by his cock had you cumming again, a strangled cry forced from your throat.
The way he groans as he blows his load once more makes your toes curl, and when you sense the rush of heat that comes with his climax, you're left writhing, his cock buried so damn deep inside you that it feels like it's piercing your stomach... The shape of his cock bulging in your lower tummy the final thing you see before your vision blurs and everything fades to black...
#jjk#choso#choso kamo#choso x reader#jjk choso#choso smut#jujutsu kaisen choso#choso x you#jjk x reader#jjk x you#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen#jujustsu kaisen x reader#x reader#jujutsu choso#kamo choso#jjk fanfic#jujutsu kaisen x reader
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I want back rubs and cuddles
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𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄
- sylus x reader
you and your lover are hailed and feared, but who would have guessed that behind closed doors, both of you are just that — lovers?
genre/warnings: very suggestive, making out, fluff, comfort, period cramps, assassin!reader (not l&ds mc), loosely based on sylus' secret times: midnight warmth & exclusive care!
note: very self-indulgent bye pls don't look at me :') this fic is a companion to assassin!reader series (strictly (un)professional and jealousy incarnate)
“Who’s ther— lord! Missus! What happened to you!?”
On a rainy night, you staggered into the base, drenched and covered with dirt. Your steps were unsteady as you made your way through the front door, and the first person to see you, Luke, was so shocked by the sight that he rushed to your side.
“Kieran! Call Boss!” he shouted to his twin, who immediately sprinted off to find him, steadying you. “Are you injured?”
“No,” you hissed, wincing as you clutched your abdomen. “Let go, I’m fine—” But before you could finish, you missed a step and—
—fell into Luke's arms.
In that very instant, Luke genuinely feared for his life. He squeaked and stammered, incoherent sounds escaping him, because oh lord— if Boss sees me ever touching his woman—
“What are you doing?”
And there came his nightmare. Sylus’ deep voice cut through like a blade, marking the arrival of doomsday itself.
“B-Boss! It isn’t what it looks like!” Luke quivered, desperately trying to explain himself.
However, Sylus paid him no mind and exhaled sharply, immediately moving over to pull you out of Luke’s grasp. “Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine!” you insisted, pulling away from him while staggering. “I’m not wounded or anything. Just... I just need a bath, please.”
Sylus eyed you from top to bottom. You had just been out for a reconnaissance, and yet you looked as though you had been through a tornado and back. Disheveled, your dress was smeared with mud and dirt, and even grime clung to your hair.
“Did you fall into a sewer or something?” he questioned, and he knew he had hit a nerve when you shot him a glare.
But you spared him no answer, walking away with labored breaths and a hand pressed against your lower belly. It was clear you were in pain, and the sight tugged at him as he followed you.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his concern growing. “What hurts?”
“You don’t have to fuss over me—” your breath hitched, feeling exhausted, and ashamed all at once. “Just my period, nothing much,” you murmured in a quieter voice so the twins wouldn’t hear.
As you reached the stairs to the second floor, you felt like collapsing. Did you really have to climb these stairs, too?
As if reading your mind, Sylus let out a sigh, but you nearly squealed when he lifted you into his arms.
“You’ll get dirty!” you rebuked, even as he took large strides up the stairs. “Sylus!”
“Just hold onto me.” He shot you a pointed look. “You can’t even walk without gasping for air, and you still want to climb the stairs? You’ll end up rolling and breaking your back.”
Despite your protests, your lover immediately brought you to his bathroom and sat you down on the sink. He turned the hot water on and then faced you.
“So? What did you get yourself into?” he asked, his red eyes narrowing in dissatisfaction. “You were fine, and you didn’t face anyone.”
You pressed your eyes shut, leaning against the wall, resigned to explain. “Fell into mud. Totally idiotic, I know, but my cramps started right before, so…”
“I don’t recall you experiencing this before. What brought this on?”
You met his gaze indignantly, retorting, “Well, a certain someone banged me so hard last night, and I got my period right after.”
It was quite unexpected, but still answered his concern. So, to that, Sylus snorted and tousled your hair, a playful twinkle in his eyes. “Ah, sorry, I guess?”
You pursed your lips, aware of how unapologetic he was. He smirked and added, “Now that I’m dirty too... I suppose we’ll have to take a bath together.”
“Are you mad? Do you want to get covered in my blood?”
He shrugged nonchalantly. “Why not—”
“No,” you retorted firmly, clearly irked. “You take the bath after me, and that’s final.”
. . .
“Put your arm around my neck,” Sylus commanded when you both emerged from the bath and already dressed in silk bathrobes. You complied, and he swiftly lifted you into a princess carry, bringing you to the bed.
Despite yourself, your heart fluttered at his action. He set you down gently, and the moment your back met the soft surface, you relished it and let out an involuntary moan. “Ahh...”
Your voice was soft and sultry, though tinged with a hint of pain. Sylus placed his hand gently on your face. “Your cheeks are warm,” he noted. “And you still look pale.”
"Mmm," you mumbled, suddenly the total fatigue catching up to you as you leaned into his touch. Seeing you so pliant like this seemed to flip a switch inside him, and he immediately settled next to you and placed his huge hand on your lower belly, pressing down on it.
“What are you doing?” you frowned.
“I’m giving you a massage,” he replied. “Stop squirming. I’m trying to pamper you here.”
“You don’t have to…”
“My woman is in enough pain that she doesn’t talk back to me. It’s feels off.”
“...actually, you suck. You’re too rough.”
Taking your whine into account, he adjusted his touch, softening his pressure. "How is it? Better?"
You didn’t immediately reply, indulging in the warm sensation, letting out a sigh as you squeezed your eyes shut. “Mm... Yeah, it feels good now. Don’t stop…”
There was something quietly erotic about watching you, usually so defiant, surrender to his touch like this. Sylus felt a deep, protective satisfaction as he continued his gentle ministrations—
But after a while...
Before he could stop himself, he leaned in, pulling you closer as he buried his face in your shoulder, inhaling deeply, savoring the scent of the bath foam you had just shared. “Mmm…”
You were caught off-guard and shivered at his breath tickling your skin, eyes fluttering open. “Sylus…” you murmured, a mix of protest and surprise in your voice.
But he didn’t pull away, his lips lingering against your skin, his gaze fixed on your bare neck, whispering, “Just relax. I’ve got you.”
Then, when he suddenly nibbled on your neck, you jolted awake. The gentle bite on your sensitive skin sent another shiver down your spine, stirring a mix of warmth that made your pulse race.
But he didn't stop there, as Sylus trailed your neck with a series of kisses and wet sucks, his breath hot against your skin. Soon, the only sounds filling the room were his quiet sighs and the soft noises of his lips as he continued to bite and pepper kisses on your skin, over and over.
“Ngh…” Each touch left you almost breathless, and the heat between you growing with every passing moment, making your toes curl and you moan softly by his ear.
“Hold me,” he gruffly whispered, and as if bewitched, you clung to his shoulders. He let out a husky chuckle. “Not too hard, or you won't be able to sleep later.”
“And whose fault would that be?” you quipped, entangling your legs with his, savoring the warmth of his body against yours.
“I’ve spoiled you rotten, haven’t I... sweetie?” he murmured amidst kisses, his tone laced with intrigue and his burgundy eyes flashing with a glint. “Just let me have my fill for a while.”
If you had a mirror, you’d see the hickeys forming on your neck, but instead of fighting him, you pulled him closer, letting out breathy moans freely and massaging his scalp as if urging him to go further.
“Naughty vixen—you are,” Sylus rasped deliciously in your ear, thick with desire and restraint as his grip on you tightened. “Tempting me, knowing full well I can’t do anything to you…”
A low giggle slipped from your lips. “Unfortunately… I learn from the best.”
Hard to get, snarky, taunting... You were the bane of his existence, and yet Sylus wouldn't have it another way. Your defiance and teasing only deepened his affection, making every challenge you presented feel like an irresistible part of what drew him to you.
He knew when his patience was on the verge of snapping, so to end it, he sucked hard on your shoulder one last time, making sure to leave another mark there. The squelching sound reverberated through both of you, before he pulled away and planted a firm kiss on your forehead, a gesture of both dominance and fondness for you.
“Now sleep,” he grounded out. “Your body has been through enough.”
“Mngh...” you whined, curling into him in contentment, your head nestled against his toned chest where you could feel his strong, steady heartbeat. “Really unfair...”
“You're going to feel better soon...” he sighed, one hand soothing your back and the other resting on your waist. “And as soon as you do...”
A wicked grin curved his lips.
“I'll pick up where I left off.”
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