#queue is a hard

[heesimp]

SUNGHOON SPITTING IN YOUR MOUTH AND BEING ALL FILTHY ABOUT IT LIKEEEEEEE.

he’s spitting in my mouth as we speak

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“Open your mouth.”

He pauses on top of you mid-fuck with his cock fully lodged inside of your hole. The bed underneath comes at a standstill, juxtaposed to the rough shaking from Sunghoon pushing and pulling his hips from you.

Sunghoon is typically well put together and orderly. Nothing in his room is ever out of place and everything he does has a purpose. He walks with confidence with his shoulders back and chest out forward, and anybody who’s fortunate enough to know him, sees that.

You’re his little getaway from the real world. You, his precious girlfriend, are the only person who could ever get him to completely unravel.

He’s got your legs spread wide open and you wouldn’t be surprised if your thigh burn well into the following day with how hard Sunghoon has been pushing your body. Your mixed arousal gushes and coats both your inner thighs and his the more he fucks into you and he loves hearing those cute little whimpers when he gets his hands on you.

You can’t say you don’t love it. He compliments your chaos and the only time you’re submissive is when you’re with Sunghoon. The roles switch once the bedroom door is closed and you, a loud-mouthed, opinionated person, are reduced to nothing but a toy who loves being told what to do. You love it and Sunghoon does too.

He commands when he speaks. You do as he says and open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out until you’re able to present the surface to him so nice and smooth. Sunghoon gathers a wad of spit and aligns his head with your mouth to let it drool right onto your tongue, the warm sensation making you even more aroused than you already are.

“Messy baby.” You keep your mouth open for him instead of swallowing. Sunghoon sticks his tongue tongue out to lap up his spit and pushes his wet muscle roughly against yours and resumes his hips rocking in and out of you.

He kisses you with intense fervor and pushes inside of your mouth, neither of you really caring that spit is falling onto his chin or that the filthy, erotic sounds might echo into your neighbor’s room. It doesn’t matter when he gets like this.

[fatalism-and-villainy]

Something I love about DS9’s framing of Jake Sisko is how he’s consistently positioned as someone worthy of protection, whose survival and flourishing and emotional well-being are of tantamount importance, and whose innocence and vulnerability are precious.

It’s present from all directions in The Visitor. Everybody protectively closes ranks around Jake upon Ben’s disappearance, with those little moments of Dax and Kira and Bashir giving him physical affection and reassurance and Quark going out of his way to be nice to him. Jake’s older self’s protective impulses towards his younger self, as well as his desire to save his father, are the basis for the timeline reset. And then after the spacetime continuum gets wrenched back in line purely to save Jake from the emotional trauma of losing his father, the episode ends with Ben, who’s borne witness to everything and is the only one who remembers it all, continuing that work of shielding Jake from that knowledge.

And then Nor the Battle to the Strong carries on the thread of protectiveness towards Jake, in that case as part of the episode’s deconstruction of military heroism. As he’s marinating in shame over bailing on the mission to retrieve the generator, Bashir apologizes to him and says he was wrong to put Jake in harm’s way in the first place. And then at the end, he wakes up after sealing the cave entranceway and both Bashir and his father are tenderly looking after him, with similar imagery to The Visitor in terms of him being symbolically cradled by the other cast members’ concern for him. He never needs to toughen up or grow out of that need to be rescued - in fact, his fear and panic and feelings of being out of his depth prove to be immensely valuable, as his last conversation with his father emphasizes, because he’s able to bear witness to the experience of the soldiers through his writing.

That comes through in a really interesting way in Valiant as well, with Jake’s emphatic concern for his own survival in the midst of all the culty militaristic weirdness of the Valiant crew:

Nog: You don’t understand, because you’ve never put on one of these uniforms. You don’t know anything about sacrifice, or honor, or duty, or any other things that make up a soldier’s life. I’m part of something larger than myself. All you care about is you.

Jake: That’s right. All I care about is Jake Sisko and whether or not he’s going to be killed by a bunch of delusional fanatics looking for martyrdom.

And I love that exchange not only because it’s a rare articulation of how I would actually feel in a situation like that in a franchise full of characters who are all prepared to sacrifice themselves in the line of duty, but also because in the context of the episode, Jake’s position is actually the heroic one! It’s his sense of self-preservation, and the fact that he hasn’t romanticized the notion of heroic sacrifice, that enables him to see through the dogmatic ideology of the Valiant cadets and recognize how dangerously out of their depth they are. And it’s just a nice articulation of his own worth.

(And of course the Defiant rescues them at the end, because Jake’s grown up now, but he hasn’t outgrown needing his father to save him. And that’s never a shameful thing, but a really beautiful thing, and necessary to the fabric of the show.)

[feza-creations]

WHEN THE SUN IS FALLING

SHOULD I CHASE IT?

[housederiva]

My lyrium pusher: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “The Descent” you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.

5 minutes later: babe I swear I just saw a dwarf made of red lyrium running through the deep roads

My buddy Lace pacing: I̴̳̘͎̼̬͇̦̋̑S̴̥̥͈̰̓́Ä̶̰̜͍̗͚́͂̓̊T̶͕̺̝̖͌̑͂Ų̸̙̙̟̦̰̻̺̔̎̈͌̌̉͝N̸͙̓͑͆̍̑̔Ô̶̡̗̮̰̤̤͖̗̪̒̎͋̈̐̔̒̈́͝ͅL̵̡̢̛̖̫̗̗̼͍̈̈́̓̊̓Ḷ̷̡̘̖͓̳̽̀̐̊̕

[pinkwinesupernovas]

just me and my emotional support blue albums against the world

[paarksunghoon]

i saw a jay edit with him and lollipops… pls do your magic 🤧💗

your wish is my command 😇

***

“Tastes so sweet, baby.”

Jay pushes the lollipop in his mouth and you’re forced to watch his tongue roll over the hard candy while your legs are spread wide open, one of his hands harshly gripping your thigh with palm. He looks at you when he swipes his tongue over the cherry-flavored lollipop and chuckles when he sees your eyes following his mouth.

“Keep this for me, yeah?��� Jay beckons your mouth open by pushing the lollipop towards you. The candy is wet and warm from and your hips buck at the sight of his reddened tongue hovering over you. “Gonna eat this pretty fucking pussy.”

Jay descends on your folds and licks you like he licked the lollipop. He lets his spit drip over you and scoops up your arousal with tongue just to spread it around. His palms push your legs flat on the mattress while you try not to bite the candy with your teeth. But he’s making it hard, especially when his expert technique makes you want to buck your hips right into his face.

His tongue laps and laps over you until he moves the tip of his tongue to thrust right into your open, warm hole. Jay moves his head back and forth to push his tongue in and out of you, loving the way you squirm beneath him. The tip of his nose bumps your clit on occasion and it has you moaning around the candy.

Jay lifts himself up and grins to himself when you whine at the loss of his tongue. He pulls the white stick from your hand and pushes the lollipop back in his mouth.

“You taste like cherry, you know that?” God, Jay’s so fucking good at making you clench around nothing. “Wish I could take you wherever I go and eat you out wherever I want.”

Jay pulls the candy from his mouth and angles his head above your pussy, gathering a wad of spit before letting it slowly drip onto your clit. He loves hearing you whimper, especially when you see the wet string until it inevitably breaks.

Before you can think of his tongue again, Jay brings the lollipop to your pussy and pushes the candy around the spit. He gathers the wetness and rubs the it over your slit in a back and forth motion, staring at your pussy like he’s just hit the jackpot. His eyebrows are furrowed and his mouth parts open wide, a pained moan emitting from his throat. You swear it could’ve been a whimper.

“Fuuuuck. Yeah, you’re gonna taste so fucking sweet in just a minute.” His pretty hands keep sliding the lollipop up and down your slit.

Your hips buck against the candy when he puts it directly onto your clit. “Fuck, Jay.”

“Yeah? You like that?” You moan when he lightly taps the lollipop against your bud. “Like it when I use this on you? Wish you could see how hot you look.”

He taps it against you a few more times before pulling the candy back and sucking it once more. Jay’s lips look incredible around it and the satisfied moan that comes deep within his chest makes your clit ache. You welcome the remnants of the lollipop when Jay puts it back in your mouth and moan around it when his tongue is back on you.

It’s like he’s on double time now. Jay licks up a fat stripe when he goes back down and flattens his tongue like he’s trying to taste all of you at once. He buries his nose deep within you and doesn’t worry about breathing as long as his tongue continues to taste the mixture of your arousal and the artificial cherry he’s come to associate with you.

He laps you up like a dog drinking water after a hot summer day. He’s precise but quick, tongue expertly grazing over all of your sensitive points as your hips buck against his face. This time, Jay isn’t forcing your legs down to be obedient for him. He’s gripping your thighs and doesn’t care that you’re starting to suffocate him by squeezing his head. The pleasure feels far too good and he moves his body until his hard cock is directly on his bed.

Jay brings down in his boxers and humps the mattress below him, not caring that he might look like an inexperienced teenager. He knows he’s got the mouth of a sex god when you moan for him. He feels the vibrations in your pussy and it only urges him to continue his ministrations. Jay’s fingertips grip your meaty flesh and he pushes his hips down below him, not caring that he’s probably making the bed move.

Your own hips chase after his mouth erratically like you’re thrashing around. You have to pull the candy out of your mouth to prevent yourself from choking as the bottom half of your body moves until you’re arching off of the bed. The added pressure of his tongue reaching the deepest points inside of you pushes you over the edge and you swear you’ve never come so hard in your life.

Jay moans right into you as soon as he tastes your release. He humps the bed harder and pushes his rock hard cock against the fabric of his boxers until he’s spilling into it, the sticky, wet mess turning him on even more than he already is.

He feels his cum spurt out in thick ropes as you come down from your high and soothes your pussy over with a gentle motion of his tongue as he finishes his own orgasm. Jay’s eyes lift to your face and sees your euphoric expression between the valley of your breasts and pushes his cock against the mattress one final time before pulling himself away from your body.

When you feel him move off or the bed, you put the lollipop back in your mouth and suck on the candy. You watch as Jay kneels beside you on his knees, pushing down his boxers to pull out his still-hardened cock with his cum around it.

Eagerly, you discard of the candy by handing it to him and wrapping your lips around his dick, putting the enlarged head between your lips as your tongue runs over his slit to catch the last bit of cum. Jay watches from above and finishes the rest of the lollipop while you push your head further onto his cock to clean him up, humming at the salty taste of his orgasm.

Your tongue runs underneath his dick and he twitches inside of you. With the way you keep pulling him into your warm, wet mouth and how your cheeks are hollowed to created a makeshift vacuum, it’s no surprise that Jay cums again.

Jay throws his head back and lets out a long, deep moan. He discards of the white stick on his night table and pushes his cock into you until the tip hits the back of your throat. You keep your head there, hand coming up to massage his balls as you milk every last drop out of him. He pulls back when he finishes cumming and drags his cock against your tongue until he slips out of you. Still half-hard, Jay pulls your body to the edge of the bed as you yelp.

“Such a good mouth, making me finish like that. Wanna cum for a second time?”

Jay doesn’t wait for you to nod and pushes himself inside, forcing his semi-hard dick into your hole and groans at the pain and overstimulation. You moan and claw at his abdomen at the delightful intrusion. It feels too good for the both of you to quit right now. He doesn’t want to stop the sex marathon he’s started with you.

And he doesn’t. Neither of you know how many orgasms are shared collectively between you two by the time you’re too spent to continue fucking. All you know is that the room smells like candy and sex.

***

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[ophernelia]

wolf boy 𓃦

recent episode | season 3

[sofiaruelle]

Trying to escape bedrotting with some salad milk.

[demonboyhalo]

and ik discovering the fanfic sex pollen effect of the sephora spider sex cream must've been traumatizing but this is much funnier than the lemonade that just kills you

[carrion-art]

force-sensitive clones might not be able to serve openly, but the order has a place and a home for them nonetheless

[14dayswithyou]

💖 EVEN MORE DAY 4 SNEAK PEEKS! 💖

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

made this some point in 2023

[ljubitelj-sonca]

My job here is done

(Thanks @hey--look-a-squirrel for filming!!! And thanks @lovvecherrymotion for posting all the photos on tumblr when we found them!)

[leodanbrock]

Neverender (starring Tame Impala) ⊹ JUSTICE dir. Masanobu Hiraoka, Kota Iguchi, Armand Beraud

[splickedylit]

You can't fight the role the Mother had in store for you