#passion burning hot

[starry-eyes-love]

My heart's a ball of burning flame

Oh, yes it is

Prancing like a cat on a hot tin shack

Lord, have mercy

Come on little sister

Come on and shake it

Fire

Smoke, she is a rising fire

Oh, smoke on the horizon, yeah

Fire

Smoke, she is a rising fire

Oh, smokestack lightning, baby

She's forever Fire burning hot with passion and desire...💙🐺🔥

[starry-eyes-love]

He slowly removes her panties with his teeth. Her breath hitches as she knows what's coming soon. The glide of his warm and wet tongue and mouth.

The anticipation. The buildup. The tease. The wait. It's always the best part.

She smiles as they both know deep inside that she's his sweet submissive...💙✨

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou has never cared much about whether or not his partner is experienced, or less experienced. Never had much of a kink or fetish when it came down to how much sexual experience someone had, but—there’s just something about you. You with your unsure lip biting and lowered eyes, your twisting hands and nervous little chuckles.

“I don’t really know how to kiss,” you share with him, a secret, a whisper passed from your hovering mouth to his own. It’s been an odd some amount of dates you two have been on by now, and this time you went back to his apartment afterwards. You sit on your knees beside him on his too big couch, his legs facing you, arm around your waist, yours around his shoulders.

“Really?” Bakugou asks, doesn’t mean to sound as teasing as he does, as breathless. But, he’s surprised more than anything—you, as sinfully seductive as you are, don’t know how to kiss someone? He leans back to take you all in, a tiny little smile lilting the corners of his mouth.

“No, not really,” you murmur, running a hand through the hair on his nape, eyes bouncing all over his face, yet avoiding his eyes. “Will you teach me?” You ask, and who is Bakugou if not a weak man?

So he shows you the proper way to kiss somebody, a hands on demonstration. He pulls you in real close, guides your head to tilt to the right, purse your lips like this, run your tongue over his like that. Now suck on it, let out all the pretty sounds if it feels good, kiss him just like that. And before you know it, you’re a pro.

The next time you see him, you ask him the proper way to give someone a hickey. I don’t wanna give you a blood clot, you had laughed, sitting on his lap this time. And Bakugou, ever the great teacher that he is, shows you how. Demonstrating on your neck, your collarbone, your tummy, your inner thigh, the curve of your ass. You don’t give him nearly as many hickeys as he gives you, but the big purpled one sitting over his pulse point, he wears proudly until it fades. And after that, he’s asking for another, and another.

And after a few months into your relationship, do things finally start getting real hot and heavy. He sits at the island in his place, tired, arms folded, back leaning against the island and his head lolled over on his shoulders. He’s surprised when you sink to your knees in front of him, all doe eyed and incubus smile, hands resting on his thighs.

“Can you show me how?” You don’t even have to specify what you’re talking about, but you eye the way his cock already jumps to attention under his shorts. If this were anyone else, he’d bat them away and tell them that he didn’t feel like playing teacher. But with you—he’d gladly show you any and everything your heart has ever yearned to know.

“Breathe through your nose, baby.” He instructs you, hand gathering your hair in his fists. Your mouth stretches wide around his cock, eyes watering, but you push through it all. He tells you to wrap your lips around your teeth, to swallow whenever his tip brushes the back of your throat. Shows you how to stroke whatever you can’t reach, rub his balls in your palm whenever he starts getting close.

He doesn’t have to teach you how to swallow.

When you ride Bakugou for the first time, you don’t even have to ask for instructions. Just give him that look, all pouty and pitiful, hands on his chest as you grind against his cock resting against your lower belly. Barely any words are spoken as he guides you, lifts your hips, teases his tip against your hole, stomach fluttering in anticipation.

After that, you feel like a pro when it comes to doing anything with Bakugou. But, he doesn’t mind playing teacher whenever you need a little bit of guidance.

[kitamars]

simple joys

[muse9915]

Give me passion and intensity in the lead up please…🔥

[starry-eyes-love]

He ignited her body on fire. And as a firefighter she enjoys the heat of the flames... 🔥💙✨

He.

Poem By : ~Dark Stranger ©

His touch

his mouth

his lips

his tongue

were such

that they could

corrupt a woman’s soul

and ignite her body

on fire

~Dark Stranger ©

[missathlete31]

An hour and a half of prosthetic every morning.... Glen honey you should have just grew a beard or something to be in disguise. No need to take away all the hotness with that horrendous nose and wig.

But side note, I do love when co stars gush over him because I think it shows that he really is a serious actor and a good guy

[elise-the-potato]

4 am, still can't sleep and I'm hungry. I have to go to school in an hour ehgeuuejksndjwj

[rawmeknockout]

maneater reader and whirl slow burn UAAAAAAGH

[miss-nymphetamine]

Info that matters to no one: my Choices' favourite books.

-Across the Void: I loved it, the concept was original and OMG Meridian!

-Blades of Light and Shadow: I mean... of course I love BOLAS. Tyril is my man.

-The Bloodbound series: While I'd like to see a story perhaps more related to the Underworld concept, I like the series and don't get me started on Jax.

-Crimes of Passion: With the releasing of the second book I just realized how much I loved the first one. I'm not that sure about this second one.

-Getaway Girls: I enjoyed it a lot, it felt very different to other books in some ways (probably because there were actual black people involved in its creation and development). It was very refreshing and I have to say, I'm a Dee stan.

-Hot Couture: I still can't understand the hate for this book, because I truly loved it.

-Laws of Attraction: It was modern, it was different and I really felt my MC was really intelligent and had real power to change things, to make a difference.

-Mother of the Year: first time a kid isn't annoying in these stories. Also, it touches very contemporary issues, and Thomas is to die for.

-Shipwrecked: that, kids, was actually sensual, sexy and steamy, and not the shit we had to endure in crap like Wolf Bride or Surrender.

-Slow Burn: I love cooking, so a book about food is something I will automatically like.

-Veil of Secrets: It didn't feel sugarcoated at all and I liked both the MC and her attitude towards the whole problem.

Honorable mention to Kindred's asian Kaine. It stirrs something inside me.

[dizzybizz]

came back wrong trope but it's about waking up from a mid-tier nap

[annamariehamilton-unofficial]

The results are in, and Tumblr is the BEST social media

Facebook: Mostly old people and bots posting memes

Instagram: 24/7 beauty pageant death spiral of comparison

TikTok: Silly dances, smut books, and disinformation

X/Twitter: Famous people posting dumb sound bites

LinkedIn: Please notice my resume please please please

Discord: Nerdy people doing nerdy things in parallel

Tumblr: Genuinely kind and nerdy people all posting about their special interests in the most supportive and loving way possible.

The results are in, folks, and Tumblr is far and away the best social media site.

[born-to-lose]

I love ❤️ not being the bigger person

[mantisgodsdomain]

Anyways very funny to see food allergy posting on our dash. We've recently learned there's a decent chance we're either sensitive or allergic to capsaicin, the thing that makes food spicy, which is very very funny to us specifically because we recently spent several weeks in Germany and spent the whole time halfway to starving to death because they didn't have anything Spicy and we are now discovering that apparently spice is "hostile to our body" and "not something we should be eating" despite it being a staple of our diet for most of our life

[darkholdharkness]

women will have 2 espresso shots and an energy drink before noon and then go “why can’t i sit still?” (it’s me i’m women)

[shopwitchvamp]

HOT pants, get ya hot pants here!

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