#nasty nasty nasty boy !!!!!

[egophiliac]

everyone out of the way, this is the only thing I'm going to be thinking about from now on.

(okay, there is one more thing)

[britcision]

DP X DC PROMPT BECAUSE FUCK SLEEPING I DON’T NEED OXYGEN

It’s a hard summoning. A horrible summoning. The very worst Constantine’s ever been part of, he was expecting a rough ride with an entity of this power but surely this is excessive?

The Ghost King has been known to accept deals for centuries, and yeah the terms are shit but the world is full on ending and the Justice League are out of better options

When the magic lashes out and takes Doctor Fate to his knees, he begins to doubt what they’re doing

Is this really the better option? Really? Sure, Pariah will take the souls of all their enemies into his army for conquest, but if it costs everyone anyway…

**

Danny wrapped arms, legs, and teeth around the telephone pole in Amity Park, growling against the pull

Of COURSE this had to happen three days after he made a joke about “being the only entity John Constantine hasn’t tried to sell his soul to” to Clockwork

He’s not fucking losing the bet about making it to the end of the week

[leona-hawthorne]

so many people write mattheo to be a cold-hearted, womanizing bastard and while i absolutely love reading that mattheo (🙈), i am a firm believer that he’d be the biggest sweetheart when you’re dating him.

don’t get me wrong, he would absolutely be a cold hearted womanizing bastard… at first. after meeting you, he’d still be reserved, arrogant, rude. but somehow, you manage to sneak past the steel barriers he has surrounding his heart.

and when he realizes this, he’d push you away in every way possible. you offer him your notes when he misses class? “fuck off, i don’t need them. trust me, i’ve got a hundred other lap dogs doing that shit for me.”

and his heart would break a little when he’d see your confused frown, but he’d push the guilt down. love is vulnerability. vulnerability is weakness. that’s what he was taught and that’s what he lived by.

but oh, you’re just too perfect. your pretty little face, your sweet voice, the way your eyes light up when you’re talking about muggle studies or baby rabbits, the way you refuse to leave your dorm without your lucky jewlery. it melted the ice around his heart. he never stood a chance.

so he’d give into your affections at some point. and yes, he’d be the scary, possessive boyfriend everyone expects. he’d throw a punch at anyone who dared to touch you wrong or even look at you wrong. but that’s just the mattheo everyone knows. the mattheo you know is a sweetheart. never allowing you to open your own door or pull out your own chair, braiding your hair for you or helping you put it up at night, spoiling you with every candy, piece of clothing, and stuffed animal you want, tying your shoelaces for you, calling you princess.

and let me tell you, this man is the biggest whore for cuddles. he tells you that sleeping in your presence keeps the nightmares at bay and while that’s true, the real reason why he won’t sleep without cuddles is because he simply needs to feel you as close as possible. he needs your hands playing with his hair or your nails scratching his back. and you can’t even try stopping the movements of your hands because trust me, he is an incredibly annoying whiner. “babyyyy keep going.”

skin-to-skin cuddling is even better. he’ll take his shirt off and force you to do the same, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your back into his chest. it’s not sexual; he just needs to feel you as close to him as possible, and your bare skin against his just happens to be the closest thing he has to crawling inside your skin and living there.

my point here is basically that mattheo riddle is a soft boy when he’s in love and i will die on this hill!

navigation mattheo riddle masterlist

[crabussy]

"humans are inherently evil" "humanity deserves to go extinct" okay. if that's the case why are we such a community based species. why have we seen evidence of careful amputations in ancient humans that allowed them to live longer, fuller lives. why do we have thousands of years of evidence of toys made for children by their guardians. why do we consistently find burial sites where the deceased has been buried with items of significance because the people in their life cared about them even after they were gone. why do strangers help strangers without any reward. why are most of the people you meet each day not cruel. we have ALWAYS been kind. I know it is so so easy to get swept up in all the horrible happenings in the world. these things can be extremely important to know about. but please, please please know that there are so many kind people in the world. you are one of them!

I BLOCK DEBBIE DOWNERS ON SIGHT. REEVALUATE YOUR WORLDVIEW OR SCROLL PAST AND HAVE A LOVELY DAY ALSO READ MY TAGS

[mxltifxnd0m]

pull it to the side ⥁ s. winchester

summary: sam wants to try something out.

pairings: sam winchester x reader, sam winchester x fem reader, [can be read as gn afab! reader]

word count: 1.3K

warnings: MINORS DNI, hint of dom/sub dynamics, oral fem! receiving, biting, slight choking, smug sam, porn w/out plot, no use of y/n, kinda edited

a/n: uhh hi guys this came out of nowhere but it was sparked because of guess by charlie xcx and billie so yeah here it is loll [also the title is a lyric from the song]

anyways enjoy! please like, comment, and reblog!! your feedback fuels me loll!

𝘴𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

You and Sam all but stumbled into the room, lips attached to one other as you guys hastily pawed at each other, eager to get rid of the troublesome clothes on your bodies. Through the haze of lust, you could tell that you were being pushed back, and you had landed on the edge of the bed. Your lips had finally separated from Sam’s for the first time since you entered the room. 

Your naked chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath underneath Sam’s hungry gaze. You were already so fucked out, and Sam hadn’t done anything but overwhelm you with his kisses and insistent hands. You were stripped naked, barring your underwear, which had yet to be taken off and practically soaked through with your arousal, making the soft white color of the panties almost translucent. 

Sam’s large form loomed over you, making you lean back until your bare back hit the sheets of the bed. Sam’s lips were pulled into a salacious smirk as he hovered over you, his hips slotting in between your open legs. You let out a soft moan as you felt the rough denim of his jeans rut against your clothed core. 

You saw Sam’s lips twitch up further before planting soft, teasing kisses across your jaw and cheek before capturing your lips between his. His tongue breached your mouth instantly, swiping his tongue against yours and making your brain go haywire as his warm hands roamed over your thighs and hips until one of them made it to one of your breasts and started to knead it. A keening whine left your mouth as he pinched the hardened nub in between his fingers. 

A low chuckle rumbled in Sam’s chest. “God, I love your noises.” He mumbled against your lips before biting the bottom one gently. 

His lips left yours, and he skimmed his lips down your jaw with a feather-light touch as he kissed and nipped at your neck. Sam filled your senses as you felt his mouth trail lower and lower, kissing and biting anywhere he could. You knew you would be covered in small bruises and bite marks by the time Sam was done with you, but you couldn’t give a single shit about it at the moment as you felt his breath ghost against your lower belly as he sunk in between your open legs. 

“Fuck.” Sam breathed out when he saw the state of your underwear. “You’re soaking, aren’t you sweetheart?” You could hear the satisfaction in his voice as he left sloppy kisses on your inner thighs. 

One of your hands made its way into his hair, brushing the hair away from his forehead while the other gripped the sheets next to you tightly. When you met his eyes, the hazel in them was non-existent as they were overtaken by the lust that had taken over any rational he had. 

“S’all for you.” You managed to rasp out. 

“All for me?” The smirk that was on his face could have rivaled the devil’s as he sucked a mark into your plush inner thigh. Sam all but shoved his face into your crotch; you felt him take a deep inhale of your clothed cunt and let out a groan. “You smell so good.”

A soft whimper left your lips as his lips kissed your covered mound through your underwear. Sam started to lap at your cunt through the soaked material, making it even wetter. 

“Fuck.” He said with a grunt. “You’re so wet. I can taste you through your underwear.” Sam went from licking to kissing at your clit. 

You could feel how your underwear was stuck to your cunt like a second skin. Low moans and whines left your parted lips as Sam mouthed at your cunt, licking and kissing at it with your soaked panties acting as the only barrier between your dripping core and his mouth. 

One of Sam’s hands left your thigh to pull the material of your underwear taut against you, making a small yelp escape your mouth at the new sensation. 

Sam pulled away for a moment. “Bet if I could make you cum just like this.” He said to himself, tugging the underwear tighter against you.  

You tugged at the strands on top of his head, making Sam look up at your shaking head. “Take them off.” You pouted at him. 

You moved the hand that wasn’t in Sam’s hair off of the bed and to the waistband of your underwear. Sam acted quickly and used his free hand to grab your wrist and pin it back down on the bed. 

Sam moved from his spot between your legs to hover over you, your hand falling from his hair as he shook his head and looked at you with a stern glare.

He clicked his tongue at you. “You’re not in charge tonight.” 

You couldn’t help the scowl that formed on your face. Before you could even blink, both of your wrists were pinned above your head in one of Sam’s hands on the headboard while the other wrapped around the base of your neck loosely. 

“You wanna act like a brat tonight? Because I’ll treat you like one.” Sam’s nostrils flared as he leaned closer to you, his nose brushing against yours, and you held his fiery gaze. 

You shook your head at him. “Wanna be your good girl.” 

“Then you’ll take what I give you.” The hand that was at the base of your neck moved up to wrap around your neck, but he didn’t put any pressure on it. A small whimper left your lips at the feeling of Sam’s big hand around your throat. 

Sam sent you a dark smirk before kissing you fast and hard. “Keep them there.” He squeezed your wrists before slinking down your body until he was face-to-face with your covered cunt again. He pulled your underwear hard against you and wasted no time trying to get you to cum. 

You wished you could feel his talented tongue against your bare cunt, but pleasure still surged through you as you felt him press his tongue hard against you and focused on your clothed clit. Sam managed to suck at it through the fabric, making you buck against his mouth. You could feel the familiar heat brew in your lower belly as Sam continued his ministrations. You were writhing on the bed, trying to keep your hands against the headboard as you tried to grind against Sam’s face. 

Sam threw an arm around your hips, keeping you in place as he ate you out like a man starved. Loud moans erupted from the back of your throat as you felt yourself coming closer and closer to the edge. 

Sam could tell you were getting close. “You gonna cum, pretty girl?” 

“Yes!” You gasped.” Pl-please let me cum.” You all but whined out, tears welling up in your eyes. You were so worked up, and all you wanted was for Sam to let you cum and finally fuck you. 

Sam chuckled against you, the vibrations making the warmth in your core even hotter. “Gonna make you cum.” He doubled down, wanting to make you cum as soon as possible. 

You were covered in a sheen of sweat as you felt the band in your core become tighter and tighter. Sam took your clit and sucked on it hard, biting it lightly, and the band snapped. Your mouth was open in a silent moan as pleasure racked through your body. Sam mouthed at your soaked-through underwear as you came down, shiny with his spit and your cum. 

Sam planted soft kisses up your body and pressed a chaste kiss against your lips when you finally calmed down. You let out a low moan as you tasted yourself against his slick-covered lips. You didn’t realize that your eyes had closed until they fluttered open to see Sam’s satisfied smile. 

“Told you I could make cum with them on.” 

[changethecircumstances]

Gale after seeing my Durge's desires: "Oh, I didn't realize..."

Durge: "Gale, I have wanted to sleep with u since the moment I fought off the urge to chop off ur hand."

Gale: "What?"

Durge: "What?"

[nateezfics]

so…he just casually looks this hot while producing in his studio?

[autolycus-a-wolf-himself]

Hayden Greene

[invinciblerodent]

"I'll make a save here and try breaking up with Astarion, just to see the dialogue- I could see him get kinda nasty about it, but I honestly don't know what to expect so---"

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[denim-devil]

✫ PT 2 | Bet U Wanna | S.B ✫

Summary - Ben was a douche, the biggest one you’ve ever met, yet something changed in him, especially after meeting you, after coming to realisation that your feelings may be mutual, you decide to push him to his furthest…

“do you understand?”

Ben’s fingers trailed against the top of your tongue, sinking in further, feeling the wet warmth of your throat, the pool of saliva gathering at the entrance of your mouth gushing out to coat the thick digits.

You nod hesitantly, still unsure what was happening, the tension thickened so much so that it distracted you, his smirk grew fonder once you started to bob your head manically, trying to keep yourself focused, trying your best to forget the ache which grew heavier by the second.

“Didn’t hear you, say it louder, only good sluts get rewards…”

He chuckled with a sweet undertone of malice as if his victory had already happened, as if he owned every inch of you yet you tried to cope with knowing he had you dumber by each passing second, his meaty claws squeezing you tight, he had you exposed for himself and his own greed.

Pulling his fingers away gave you some power back to atleast answer, a polite, timid “yes” was the only word that you could muscle up, still wondering what he had in store for you.

“That’s what I like to hear, now turn around, ass up and face down, I wanna see what it’s like…hitting you from the back, gonna bust these balls doll?”

His demeanour had changed completely, he wasn’t as soft, his hard cut edges making an appearance yet it still had you scrambling to your feet, met with his darkened eyes, lust filled and hungry.

Silence fell over you both, heavy breathing mingled, he licked over his lips before darting forward, his tongue sloppily licking it’s way into your mouth, you accepted with no restraint, allowing the burley man to squeeze at your waist, pulling you forward into him.

He grunts, his tongue lazily lapping over your own, spit mixing and growing thick as you passed eachother kisses that reminded you of sunsets and leather, rough yet slow and sensual, maybe that was the kind of man Ben was.

“Fuck yeah, gonna get me in trouble one of these days sweetheart, now…like I said, on the couch-“

His whispers were sharp with dominance, his tongue nothing but pure filth and abomination, he yearned for you, Ben wanted to uncover every single inch of your skin from your neck to your crack, his walls completely crumbled.

Eager fingers do work for your belt, unraveling the leather before you crawl onto the sofa, head nestled into the line separating each cushion, burying yourself and your shyness once you reveal his source of infliction.

He whistled like a business man willing to throw it all away at the same stripper he’d been visiting all week, it was shameful and embarrassing yet Ben couldn’t tear his eyes away, glued to the way your back arched and how your ass popped like a wanted poster, in your face and bold, he was once step closer to breaking you in and it brought nothing but adrenaline and pride.

“You really fucking want this? You want me to bury my dick so far your gonna see stars darlin’? Cause I’d be more then happy to oblige.”

It felt like your brain had short circuited, not sure what to say or do accept show him just how much you wanted this, although he wasn’t oblivious to how you kept looking forward, cheeks red and burning hot, your body on fire.

Ben was so sure of himself, leaning over your arched figure, pressing his entire weight into you. His lips left kisses which were joined by the prickles of his stubble, he made you felt everyone, slowing making his way down your spine, no skin left untainted by his venom.

Taking his time was a virtue, seconds turned into minutes, torturous and invigorating but that’s exactly who he was, watching you squirm in place, the same reporter he lost so many loads to in his hands finally before him in all your naked glory, he bit at his tongue once he reached his destination, sinking to his knees behind you.

“Gone all quiet on me? I’m sure there’s something that’ll have you speak up for me…”

Ben chuckled before slowly sinking his face between your crack, strong hands spreading your cheeks like butter on toast, smooth and quick making sure there was enough space to slot into you like a coin, he’d lose so many if you were a gambling machine.

“Ben—“

It wasn’t that you were questioning him, no, you were intrigued, his hot breath making your hole twitch as if it was an invitation that even Ben couldn’t say no to, his eyes glued to the very spot he was going to devour with every breath.

it drew him in, the skin surrounding your pucker almost velvet-like once a finger skims over the patch. You shiver forcing the goosebumps to stick. Ben almost felt apologetic with his movements, the slowness accompanied by the sudden sharpness, his hands massaging the dough-like muscles in hopes of riling you up, even in the slightest.

Inhaling, he sucks in his bottom lip before smirking. He had a plan, one you seemed shyly to unfold which reflected Ben and his needs also, as the dominant he wanted to wreck you, no more being careful, he needed this as much as you.

The two of you stilled, relaxing into one another. Without much encouragement Ben made the first move, his tongue, wet and warm flicked widely against your hole, leaving a trail of thick saliva coating your entrance.

Ben ushered out breathily before burying his tongue back in, growling, he wiggled it up slowly, the tip swiping over your twitching hole. You push back with need, searching for the piece that had you feel whole.

The vulgarity only made things hotter between you both, the way his tongue began to lavishly lick each and every crevice you offered all the whilst being held down by two particularly strong hands, Ben had his ways and you could only follow his lead.

“Yer taste so damn sweet darlin’-“

With each lap he edged between delving and dipping his tongue inside, even in the slightest you began to curl up, the sensitivity that followed each swipe pushed your body forward back into the pillows, his beard scratching against the now puffy, abused skin adding layers to the pleasure you were receiving.

One of his hands sneakily sink lower, slowly fisting around your leaky cock, hard and aching, you release a hiss giving Ben the impression that not only did you want this, you needed this.

“Ben- fuck- please, I-I need you”

His hand eager to please began it’s torturous pace, flicking his wrist back and forth in time with his tongue, watching as you sink fully into the cushions before you, muffling your needy whines.

Still keeping a fistful of his hair, you feel the warm slobber start to leak down between your thighs, the base of your balls soaked with his saliva. Each lap resulted in slick, lewd smacks and slaps which bounced from wall to wall, filling your ears with nothing but the sound of his actions.

Your cock joined unison, his spit now turned lube had you mush, easily enveloping you, feeling the constant brush of his glove over your tip, tight and harsh, the coil within already threatening to snap.

“That’s it sweetheart, bounce that fat ass back for me”

Smirking lightly against the pillows following that noise, you wiggle your hips against his face allowing his tongue to slip inwards, spread wide, wide enough to start a thrilling pace.

It’s not long before one of his hands slip away from your hip, eagerly dipping down into his boxers, pushing the fabric low enough that he bounces out, a thud-like smack joining the pants and lewd laps, his cock smacking up against his abdomen.

You felt open, broken, his beard scraping you red raw, how could you say no? You were practically brain dead, both of you lost in your own pleasure, Ben could tell by the way you twitched desperately in his hand that you were close, he had every right in him to pull away, collecting the spit within the corners of his mouth to wad on your hole before returning back to the onslaught.

“Gonna cum for me? Gonna show me how much a slut like you can take?”

Ignoring his own needs, his other gloved hand squeezes your hanging testicles like a stress toy, fondling and squeezing. That’s when it happened, your whole body going stiff, his face still buried in your boy cunt, smirking all the whilst his hand carries on, feeling each spurt of your load jolt out and splash onto his fingers.

“Fuck, sir p-please…”

He wasn’t stopping and the fact you even insisted whilst drenched in sweat, body limp, your cock oozing a thick layer of cum had him questioning how far you were willing to take this, he wasn’t done, far from it.

You look back at him, his hair tousled in different directions, his beard and lips glossy with saliva, you were so done for.

“You think I’m done? That’s not even half of what I can do…”

[alpacinosgf]

I did it, Ma, didn't I? Tell me I did it. You did it. Mm-hmm. Top floor, penthouse. No one above ya or beside ya. I knew you would. My beautiful boy. Gotham's yours, sweetheart. Nothin' is standin' in your way now. Goddamn right

[turtleblogatlast]

Every day I’m haunted by the fact the boys happily swim in sewer water

Even if it’s filtered somehow there’s no way it’s not still nasty 😭 Bet they can defeat any of their villains just by accidentally giving them diseases I swear

[revasserium]

hello sry just thinking about leaving hickies on timeskip!hinata's thighs, pinning him down by the hips, not even letting him take off his shorts and he could push you off if he wanted to, right bc he's definitely stronger than you but he doesn't bc he's too busy whining, his arm slung over his eyes, muscles flexing, hips jumping when you get too close to the very obvious tent in his shorts, him peering down at you across the length of his body, cheeks flushed such a pretty pink, his hair still a lil sweaty from a casual game of pickup in the afternoon --

his skin tastes a bit like sweat, but you don't care, not for all the gaspy little noises he's making at the back of his throat, or the way he threads his fingers through your hair, or the way he can't seem to figure out if he wants to pull you closer or push you away.

you sink your teeth into his aching muscles, hear him moan out your name in that broken, pitched voice of his, begging for something, anything --

"anything?" you lick your lips and pillow your cheek on the tight corded muscle of his thigh, admiring the angry little rings of red blooming along his skin.

"b-baby please --"

"please what though, shou?"

"please -- i need --"

"need...?" you walk your fingers up his thighs to tease at the hem of his shorts as he keens, his hips kicking up again as you barely brush your lips over the tip of his tent.

"need you -- your mouth -- your hands -- anything, please!"

and you'd think about denying him just a bit longer, see how long you can edge him, but you decide -- in the grand scheme of things -- he deserves a lil break.

after all, he's got a match tomorrow, and you giggle to yourself, thinking already of the comments his teammates might make, the questions they might ask about the very, very obvious hickies now littering the length of his thighs.

[jesuistrestriste]

[bunniandhoney]

Whatever She Wants

jacob’s girl= ms. whatever she wants mdni. 18+

“If I have to say it again we’re done.”

Terror. It flashes across her face, he can see it as their eyes meet in the mirror.

“Open your damn legs, Y/N” he gruffs hands never moving from her center. His fingers still on the outside of her panties. They’ve been at this for at least an hour, this teasing, this torture. All because she has to do everything the hard way. YN knows asking for a little attention would’ve been easier than flirting with the bartender of tonight’s premiere party but then she’d miss out on so much.

She’d have missed the tight grip he had on her arm as he led her to the bar's bathroom. She’d have missed the way he bent her over the sink without locking the door, the harsh swift spanks to her ass as he told her how much of a “needy slut” she was, and lastly she’d have missed this.

How Jacob has her set in front of the mirror legs spread as he slowly rubs her center over her panties. He has every little bit of control over her right now, so all she can do is nod and whisper a pitiful apology as she spreads her legs back open.

“See, you do know how to be good for me.”

“Please baby, I need it. “ YN urges.

“You needed to fucking behave in the bar, so now you’re gonna take what I give you and be grateful.” Jacob says, looking at her with slightly narrowed eyes.

He starts rubbing her clit outside of her panties again. They’re soaked, sticky against her lips, so much so that he might as well as take them off of her. She needs that, needs to feel his calloused fingertips circling her swollen pussy. Tipping her head back against his shoulder she spreads her legs wider begging him for more. Jacob’s not ready to stop playing yet though, he knows he can break her down more, turn her back into the good girl he knows she is.

tap. tap. tap.

Quick and harsh are the three slaps against YN’s pussy and that does it. The force shocks her and without thinking the insides of her knees meet, legs closed tight. He waits a moment to register that YN really disobeyed him again, and didn't listen to the one thing he asked of her. His anger is causing blood to rush to his ears, softening her pleas and her accusatory apology of “I’m sorry baby, but you slapped me too hard and I was sensitive.” That snaps him out of his trance, “So now it's my fault you can’t follow simple instructions.”

YN is certain she’s fucked up now. This was all suppose to end with her in the most blissful state, subdued in her bed after a good rough fuck. Now, she thinks Jacob might have actually been mad at her.

He stands to his feet, still fully clothed in his outfit from tonight’s event from the wife beater and blue jeans to the dark brown boots. Jacob can’t get up empty handed, no he rises with a handful of her hair, pulling her head back to force her eyes to stare directly into his. “You clearly are too much of a slut to follow instructions, so make me feel better baby. I know you can do that.” YN gets to work determined to fix this situation, to prove to her boyfriend that she is the good girl he knows she can be.

Jacob is thick and heavy in her hands once she gets his pants off, Precum dripping from his dick. YN needs a taste now, ready to put her mouth on him. She hears Jacob clear his throat, and when her eyes look up at him, he’s scowling down at her then at the hands wrapped around his dick.

Oh…he really does plan on being mean tonight.

YN removes her hands and lets them rest by her side. Still silent, Jacob's hand leads her mouth to his hard member, and as soon as her warm mouth touches his tip he’s merciless.

Pushing her head all the way down to the curls at the base of his dick, YN can’t help but gag. “Fuck, you always make feel good with that pretty little mouth.” That’s all she needed, the hand on the back of her head is useless, YN is moving her head on her own forcing herself to take every last inch. She’s completely committed to having him stay in her throat for as long as possible, Jacob has other plans.

“Don’t you make me cum yet, you don’t deserve it in your mouth.”

Her fire is back, being the good girl never gets her what she needs with him. She starts bobbing her head faster, taking deep breaths through her nose, drool slipping past the corners of her mouth. Jacob is “trying” to pull her head off of him, but god it’s too good. Now he’s begging,” Baby please, I want to come in your pussy. Shit, you gotta let up.”

A proud and satisfied YN pulls off of him, panting trying to catch her breath. Jacob is pulling her up to her feet putting her arms around his neck, “Jump for me love”. Catching her legs in his arms he leads them both to the bed. He lays her down gently, removing her legs from his waist. YN nuzzles into the hand that he softly rests on his face; the hand slides down till it reaches her waist then he flips her over to her stomach. Already moving to arch her back YN knows she’s finally getting what she wants, “Always too eager, let’s get the panties off first” Jacob says, ripping them down her legs. He spreads her legs, dipping a finger into her center. “Fuck you’re still so wet” he breathes. Yn turns her head to watch him, “Please baby I need you so bad” This shakes Jacob because even while YN has been a thorn in his side all evening he can’t help but want to give in, give her whatever she wants.

“Fine, you can stop the whining,” he says, pulling out his finger. “You knew I was gonna make you cum anyway, spoiled brat” Jacob grumbles pulling her hips up to meet his pelvis. Grabbing his dick he rubs it in between her pussy lips while she rocks back towards him, hoping to get some sort of relief.

He finally pushes in, eyes rolling back as he slowly bottoms out. She’s sucking him in so good he’s losing it already, hand resting in between her shoulder blades Jacob pushes YN right into the mattress. His other hand keeping her hips up because there is now way she could do it at the pace he’s fucking her.

Strangled noises leave her as she grips the sheets, trying to hold on to any bit of reality. Jacob’s not having it, he drags her hips closer making sure she gets every last inch of him. “F-fuck baby you’re sucking me in so good.” He releases her hips and she falls limp against the bed. Reaching to intertwine their fingers Jacob covers her whole body, overwhelming her.

“Give it to me baby, I feel it, you’re clenching my dick so fucking goood!”

“Ngh, fuck J! Kiss me baby please, please!” YN whines. Grabbing her jaw he pushes their mouths together swallowing every sound that dares to leave her mouth. His thrusts become frantic against her; YN feels that fire pooling in her abdomen. Jacob uses his other hand to slide under her, harshly circling her clit.

YN’s vision suddenly goes black, that fire spreading all over her body. Jacob refuses to let up, plunging his dick in her as she rides out her orgasm. His orgasm sneaks up on him forcing him to press her deeper into the mattress, letting her still-clenching cunt milk every last drop of cum out of him.

With a grunt Jacob pulls himself up. “Holy fuck, baby you’re still shaking.” he laughs pulling at her cheek to see his cum spilling out. Pulling out all the way his cum drips onto the sheets and Jacob can’t help but grin as he sees the love of his life fast asleep with a bratty smirk on her face.

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fic number two, if you can believe it!!! thanks to everyone for the love on my first fic, y’all sure do know how to make an old girl smile😁.

also my lovely anons who submitted some requests your are not forgotten, I am def working on those, just need to put this out since it was in the drafts. to everyone else pls send in some requests, I have a few tropes in mind but i’d love to see what y’all want.

lastly please leave me some feedback, i’m really looking to grow as a writer and could use the critiques.

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Gotham City Sirens returns this August from DC, but this time it has a Wild Wild Twist!

In the new story, Harley, Ivy, and Catwoman are going on a Western themed adventure out by Gotham’s county line, facing off against the likes of Punchline, and a quartet of mysterious new villains called the Nasty Boys, a “cowboy-henchmen sensation soon to be sweeping the nation,” according to DC’s news release. Or, as Williams puts it, “ominously horny half-naked cowboys with automatic assault weapons.”

Source: Polygon

I'm seriously just happy to see Punchline again! Please, DC keep her and make her the badass she deserves to be! 💜