#she's in love with him

[katie-knightoc]

Come sit on my face Katie girl. I want to drown in you.

It had taken her less time than she had expected to allow herself to finally enjoy it without shame… and even less again to crave it.

Rourke’s mouth was as talented as his hands and his tongue left them both behind. He gazed up at her from between her thighs, blue eyes illuminated to dark pools by the silver threads of the full moon that shone through the castle windows. She wasn’t brave enough to watch him with the lights on, not yet, although when she found herself gripping his hair and riding his face while his hands clamped on her hips and urged her to go harder – she wondered why. He already knew every part of her. He lapped at her, fucked her with his tongue until she was screaming, until her thighs were quivering – until she lost her control and her body turned to jelly and she was briefly, drunkenly worried she might smother him.

“Oh my god,” she gasped as the last edges of her climax rolled away and the white hot haze of bliss started to fade. She was only just aware of the way her knees sat on either side of his head, the warmth of his breath skimming over her most sensitive parts. The dampness there, meeting the cool air and then the way he smiled with absolute satisfaction as he looked up at her.

He was so smug, so pleased by her shaky limbs and weak gasps that she couldn’t help but huff a weak laugh. God, what a man. Kate had never met anyone like him.

She hadn’t truly believed men like him existed, not that she had tried hard to find out.

“You taste so good, Katie girl. I can’t get enough of you,” he said, voice gentle in the moonlight. His wide hands rubbed her thighs soothingly like he knew she was still suffering the aftershocks and how sometimes on the tail end of that came the panic and the latent shame that tried to choke her. How did he know to do that? How did he know she needed the softness?

A week ago, she would haven’t have been brave enough to look him in the eye after a climax like that, but then week ago, she wouldn’t have sat on his face.

He didn’t seem concerned about her weight on him, nor about the mess smeared across his chin and cheeks. As always, his concern was only for her.

She wanted to change that, she thought as she absently ran her hands through his ruined hair. It was a mess now, sticking up and disheveled and judging by the way his smile grew, he knew it.

This man had swept into her life and changed the way she saw the world… and she wanted to give him at least half the magic he’d give to her.

Her pussy was still tingling when she gave his hair one last tug and rolled off him. If he was surprised by her sudden movement, he didn’t show it.

She settled between his knees instead, eager to take him in hand. He was so beautiful, solid muscle and pale fuzz, a smattering of ink over one shoulder and a cock long and straight and proudly uncut lying heavy against his hip. It fascinated her and as she gently explored him with her hands, he struggled up onto his elbows so that he could watch her.

“Katie,” he groaned, low and rough as she ghosted her breath over his tip. Their eyes met and for once, she refused to let her demons win. She refused to look away.

"Rourke, you make me feel like heaven,” she whispered, surprised by her own bravery. She kept her eyes on him, searching out his calming blue for a beat before looking down to admire the proud length of him.

Without thinking, she swirled a fingertip over the shiny fluid gathering at his tip. It was salty when she licked it and she wanted more. “I want to do the same for you, Rourke. I want to make you feel the way I do.”

His lewd sounds and hoarsely whispered encouragement as she swallowed him down were music to her ears.

[nataliescatorccio]

#you tell 'em girl

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks

[fairydrowning]

– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

elita pep talk

[evgar]

nicky loves putting flowers in his mama's hair, naturally whenever rio is around she makes sure to grow the prettiest ones for them

[hansoeii]

the doctor on their way to steal your heart

[chloesimaginationthings]

He has no mouth but he must scream in FNAF..

[pacipinka]

*taps mic* is this thing on? Yeah okay so every vampire in the vampire chronicles is turned at critical a moment in their lives and beyond just the body they are in when they are turned, their mentality stays at that standstill for their entire immortality, Lestat was turned against his will, he was clinging onto Magnus begging him to be freed, so he’s constantly seeking freedom and only finding loneliness and thus turning back to people again and again, however he can’t STAND being told what to do, since he desires agency in his life so desperately, Armand was turned after years and years of abuse and lack of control but such a desire for genuine love, by a man he ‘loved’ so wholly who he felt was barring his love from him, he needs control in his life, he needs a ‘master’ but he does not desire it, it does not fulfill him, he is trapped in a room but the door is unlocked! Louis was mourning his brother, he felt like an utter failure and so he’s always seeking family, seeking people he can care for, he can coddle, he can prove he is good too, but he loves people who either cannot stand coddeling and need a sense of looseness to live (Lestat) or people who grow out of coddling who prove to Louis he will always fail the people he loves (Claudia), Claudias turning, in many MANY ways mirrors lestats in that it was against her will, she was stolen from her home, and in her immortality she desires freedom but unlike Lestat does not have the agency/ form to get it, she will always be small, she will always be looked down on, even by Lestat who cannot deny how much she is just like him *taps mic* ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!! NONE OF THEM CAN BREAK THE CYCLE!!! TO BREAK IT WOULD BE TO UNDO THE VERY FIBER OF THEIR IMMORTAL SELVES!! THE CYCLE IS THE BLOOD THEY DRINK IT IS THE HEART IN THEIR CHEST AND IT ROLLS AND ROLLS DOWN THE MOUNTAINS AND VALLEYS OF THEIR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER AND IT CAN NEVER BE STOPPED BECAUSE THEY WILL NEVER STOP LOVING EACH OTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[paper-lilypie]

caught up to the manga…. space globalists arc beloved

[vaggieslefteye]

VEROSIKA MAYDAY, Succubus Pop Star | 2x09 - Apology Tour

"Blitz, there is a crowd full of people here who cared so much they throw an entire fucking party about hating you every year! Do you know how much you have to care to do something as stupid as that?"

[greykolla-art]

Charlie: “I’m so glad my most villain-coded friend is at full power again! 🥰💕”

*throws this to you angst goblins like raw steak* ❤️

(No I will not do a part 2!❤️)

[anna-scribbles]

emma dupain cheng on the brain😽🎀

more:

[chloesimaginationthings]

The FNAF Mikes talk about their extended family..