#so so so schick

[andrej-delany]

Dreharbeiten für neuen rbb-"Polizeiruf 110: Das Spiel gegen den Ball" laufen

[shrimp-and-rice]

Put them anywhere and i mean fucking ANYWHERE

[schnitzelsemmerl]

ich hab hunger 🙁😔

iss etwas 😔😔

[solaradastra]

Tja, unter Franco wärst du niemals Polizist geworden. Da hätten sie dich damals noch wegen Sodomie verhaftet. Und mit etwas Glück hätten wir uns dann im Gefängnis kennengelernt. - Nur die Frage, wer da als erstes die Seife hätten fallen lassen. Du wahrscheinlich.

[mcmorare]

katrina + textposts, pt. 2 (pt. 1)

[caressthosecheekbones]

Devastating! contemporary design museum for applied arts gift shop fucking disappeared! tens of thousands of me in tears! Anzeige ist raus!

[raayllum]

Me listening to this podcast interview nodding along like “So true Michal”

[stoertebeker]

Mein Cousin feiert heut Abend seinen 18. und von allen Mottos die er sich hätt aussuchen können nimmt er allen Ernstes "schick" @ bundeskanzler was ist das ??

[mittimellan]

[schnaf]

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[bgm05]

the smash or pass blog isn't active any more so i have to take matters into my own hands

reblogs help sample size

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰ 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ I 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑬𝒚𝒆𝒔.

╰┈➤ ❝ rafayel x afab!reader | smut nsfw 18+ mdni

tags : pwp (without plot), softdom!rafayel, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, missionary position, teasing, dirty talk, praise, use of "miss bodyguard" as a pet name, lmk if i missed anything !!

wc : 659

Your eyes spoke deafeningly louder than words, and Rafayel was going to drink up every little reaction; every little unveil of pleasure.

You could feel it.

The way his cock slid in and out of you with near-embarrassing ease; every stretch of your walls to accomodate the thickness of him that you could never, ever get used to. You moaned quietly as you took in the languid drag of his length against your cunt, and your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, closer... further into this tantalizing dance of intimacy that only the two of you could ever be familiar with.

And Rafayel did not relent.

Eager to please, his pace remained slow and gentle, just the way you liked it, and just as he always was with you on nights like these. His thumb moved over your cheek in a sweet caress, hips rolling against yours in a motion so smooth, so fluid, so precise in its movements to hit the very spot that had your mouth falling open in little whines.

His hot breath hit against the shell of your ear as he whispered; "Good girl, so wet for me. You like it right there, yeah?"

His words brought a shiver down your spine, eyes closing in pure pleasure, and you felt your own wetness slick down your skin only to pool onto the silken sheets beneath. The schick of your arousal with each pump of his cock was all he needed to affirm your reactions, and you could feel the smirk on his lips as he kissed at your eyelids.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Rafayel ran his fingers through your hair, pulling out slowly before fucking forward with a force that had your eyes flying open once more.

"R-Rafa...!"

When you looked at him this time, his gaze was dark. Unlike the playfulness you were used to, his pupils dilated in a lustful desire that had you melting in resignation—it did wonders to the zap of pleasure from your core, and his head cocked to the side, the only remaining hint of mirth in his otherwise commanding aura. "Keep those pretty eyes on me, miss bodyguard."

The song in his voice and the use of your title in the context of your activities had you drawing in a breath, suddenly hyperaware of the way the tip of his cock would reach deep into your cunt.

A protest fell from your lips. "B-but, that's—mnh—not when it feels s-so—"

"Good?"

With a grunt, Rafayel rocked forward with that same force that had you losing all sense of coherence. Whatever words you had on your lips turned only to broken moans of his name, and a deep chuckle confirmed that he was pleased with it.

Though already searing under his touch, the heat of his gaze seemed to burn right into you as his fingers slowly trailed down the side of your face, gripping your chin if only to keep you steady. "See, that's what I like to see." His eyes narrowed in satisfaction, voice barely a whisper. "Brave, valiant, trusty little miss bodyguard... all fucked out and vulnerable, for me."

A gasp from you was the only reaction he would get, before he was fucking into you, hips smacking hard against your pelvis in a pace much faster than what he had started with. He'd barely given you a chance to process all that he'd said, but he meant it—his eyes never strayed from yours, watching your every movement and every reaction.

"A-ah— R-Rafa—ye—el—!"

He didn't miss the helpless parting of your lips, didn't miss the way your face contorted in pleasure, didn't miss your chopped, rapid breaths trying to keep yourself grounded—and he definitely didn't miss the desperate clawing of your nails on his back. When you arched to meet his thrusts, this time with a moan louder than the hushed whispers you'd been spouting the whole night, he leaned against your forehead with a smirk.

"Now that's music to my ears. Let's keep going like this, shall we? Miss bodyguard~"

⁺₊ / an: rafayel gets the spotlight for my first post on here because god i'm so obsessed with the way he calls us miss bodyguard.

++requests are open! ask away, lovelies 💕

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[dyeher]

Warnings: mutual masturbation, phone sex, dirty talk, praise, see notes for the eavesdropping warning [it is non consensual, you don’t know they’re listening].

Notes: aggressively horny mikey who lets his friends get off to you touching yourself idk if that counts as non con voyeurism or not. unedited: read at your own risk.

“Are you naked?”

Your brain hasn’t quite caught up to the fact that you’ve answered the phone and so you chalk up that question to a simple auditory hallucination.

“Manjiro? What time is it?” you ask groggily.

“Fuck the time. Are you naked?”

You blink up at your ceiling, once, twice, on the third blink things begin to focus. You pull the phone away from your ear to check the time.

2:46am.

“What?” you reply absently. “Why are you calling me this late?”

“It’s early. Stop ignoring the question? You naked or not?”

You swallow, your brain finally registering the rasp in his voice. You can hear the shower running in the background and the soft, sticky schick, schick of him obviously stroking his cock.

“I’m not,” you answer, thighs immediately pressing together. “Is everything okay?”

“I need you to get naked,” he demands. “Right now.”

“No,” you scoff. “It’s like three am, I’m already awake just come over.”

Manjiro makes a pained sound at your denial. “No?”

It’s almost like he hasn’t heard you. “I mean no. Just come over Mikey.”

“I can’t- I can’t wait baby,” his groan is breathless. “Need you to touch that little pussy for me.”

You frown. “But—”

“Don’t make me repeat myself. Clothes off and start touching that pretty pussy,” the growl echoes through the speakers. It has you scrambling to pull your oversized shirt off. When you’re finally naked you prop your pillows up against your headboard and put the phone on speaker.

“Naked now, gorgeous?”

“Yeah,” you nod even though he can’t see you. “‘m naked.”

“Good,” he grunts. There’s shuffling and then the water turns off and you realize you’re on speaker. It makes sense because he would probably need both hands. “Need you nice and wet, can you touch yourself for me? Play with that pretty pussy for me, I wanna hear how wet you get.”

The words have you keening, a shiver running down your spine, goosebumps erupting across your exposed flesh. Your nipples pucker at the command in his voice. You whimper, your legs parting as you brush your fingers through your folds.

“How do you feel baby? How’s that little cunt feel? Tell me.”

“It’s soft,” you whisper, distantly you hear a muffled curse but Mikey’s groan distracts you.

“Yeah? Nice and soft and wet?”

“Mhm,” you hum, fingers rubbing a lazy circle around your clit. Your slick has coated your fingers as you drag them to dip gingerly into your opening. You spread it along your lips and up to the hood of your pussy before repeating the action. “Nice ‘n wet Mikey, just how you like it.”

“Fuck.” The loud slap of his palm on the tile in his shower makes you jump, your fingers slipping clumsily through your flesh. “Good girl. You rubbing your clit the way I showed you? Slow and steady?”

You pout. You can’t do slow and steady right now. Your fingers rub frantically at your clit, the sound of him fisting his cock, his heavy breaths and rough demands.

“Can’t-” you whine, “-go slow.”

“Gorgeous.”

Only Manjiro Sano can make a nickname like gorgeous sound like a threat, or maybe you’re just very well conditioned.

“Whose pussy is it?”

“Mik-”

“Whose?”

“‘s yours,” you pout.

“Exactly, and I gave you permission to touch it, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you pull your fingers away from your pussy, flexing them as he continues.

“Good girl,” the sounds of him stroking his cock have stopped. “And you know how I like when you touch your pussy nice ‘nd slow for me? Yeah, gorgeous?”

“Mhm,” your heart is pounding, a flashback of the one time you’d made Mikey mad enough to punish you fueling the violent ratcheting of the organ.

“Nice ‘nd slow only,” he intones. “Okay?”

“Yes, Mikey,” you reply.

The sound resumes on Mikey’s end, and for a moment you swear you hear grunts in the background.

“Make yourself cum for me,” he suddenly instructs and your fingers fly to your clit almost of their own accord. You do as he asks and rub slow, steady circles around the engorged nub. Whimpering and whining at how sensitive it is, at the delicious friction created by the pads of your fingers.

“‘s not enough,” you complain. “Can I- can I please put one in?”

Perhaps if you weren’t almost drunk on lust, near deaf from the frantic staccato of your heart and the roaring of your blood. Maybe if you weren’t balancing on the knifes edge of an orgasm you’d have heard the chorus of curses that followed your question.

“Shit, yeah gorgeous,” Mikey chuckles, breathlessly. “Such a good girl,” he grunts, “so polite for me.”

Any other time you might have been embarrassed by the sloppy sound your pussy makes when you slip your finger inside. But at Mikey’s loud curse you feel only satisfaction as you work the finger deeper. You can’t quite reach that spot that Mikey can. The one that makes you scream for him, and your single finger can’t fill you the way his cock can but, Mikey’s whispered encouragement is enough.

“Wanna fill you up, gorgeous,” he grunts, the stroking has sped up, you can almost see him. Naked and damp, his hair sticking to his neck and forehead, one hand braced against the far wall in his shower, his eyes dark and unfocused as he fucks his fist. “Wanna feel you cum all over my cock and then fill that little pussy. My little pussy.”

The possessiveness in the final statement shoves you over the edge. You come with a breathless squeal, your walls clamping violently around your finger. You babble Mikey’s name, encouraging him to cum.

When you recover and Mikey talks you back into the land of the fully functional you try to ask him if everything was okay again. He brushes you off. Tells you it’s just a little left over tension from something that happened earlier.

You know better than to ask what happened.

“Back to sleep gorgeous,” he says. “I’ll be there when you wake up.”

—————————

Mikey takes a long look at Draken’s relaxed face.

“We’re never doing that again,” he decides.

“But—”

“Why not?!”

“C’mon, Mikey!”

He ignores the protests as he stalks out of his bathroom. He barely deserves you, he can’t afford to share you with anyone else.

He can’t, because he’d hate to have to kill one of his own for crossing one of his invisible boundaries. Though, any boundaries where you were concerned should be in some variation of neon something.

He closes his eyes and takes a centering breath. He can’t do that ever again. Share you, even if it’s through the phone.

He can’t.

[solaradastra]

[mcmorare]

katrina + textposts

[ghulehunknown]

Papa Headcanons: Showering Together 🚿🧼

What happens when things get hot and steamy in the shower with Papa?

WARNING - NSFW, MDNI

Inspired by Heartsforcopia_ on Twitter!

Primo

Lots of lotions and potions in unlabeled bottles on the shelves in his shower, all handmade from the things he grows in his garden

“Do you need help reaching, cara/caro? Let Papa help…” as he touches you in the most sensual way possible

Sometimes he prefers baths so he can just sit and relax after a busy day and invites you so you’re laying against his chest

Claims he has trouble reaching certain spots and needs your help washing, but you’re pretty sure you saw him bend over in the garden no issue earlier

Insists on no funny business as you both wash together but his touches leave you practically begging him to fuck you in the shower

On second thought, he was looking a little wobbly today so maybe shower sex would be dangerous (so you just bang it out in your towels on his bed)

Secondo

He’s got a nice ass shower, like it’s huge with multiple shower heads and lights and a bench

He’ll use the shower head on your sensitive spots to help get you off

Lathers up soap on your chest and pinches your nipples in the suds, kissing you deeply as the water falls over your heads

Watches you lather up, shave, whatever you do in the shower as he does the same, content on just watching the water roll off your frame

You ask him for help shaving your nether regions because you just know he’ll be careful

That’s the perfect excuse for him to go down on you as well while he’s down there

Terzo

Has all the expensive skincare items, and you spend half the time looking at everything and using a little bit of it all

“Oh your [insert preferred body part here] looks sooo dirty I must help you wash it”

Lathers up your entire body, lingering on your sensitive spots

Will NOT keep his hands to himself - he’s touching you, putting soap on you, putting his fingers in certain places and he wants YOU to wash him

Hogs the water on purpose but his caresses keep you warm

He fingers you with the claim that he must clean ALL of you 😫💀 (don’t worry, he knows not to stick soap up there)

He’s too much of a horndog so you fuck in the shower, soggy doggystyle 😈

Copia

You’re pretty much stuck with his 3-in-1 wash for your whole body

You start to question why he’s got a pink razor and think he might be seeing someone else who’s got their stuff in his shower but then he says he just prefers Lady Schick for shaving his balls

Blocks the water flow with his big ass head but he doesn’t mean to leave you cold and shivering, he’s just kinda spatially unaware

When he notices you’re cold he wraps you up in his arms and lets you have the water (where he stands shivering the rest of the time)

“Eh, can I wash your boobies/balls/butt, tesoro? 👉��” (choose your preferred body part)

Excited to wash your hair, your face, everything because he sees this as more of a bonding experience versus a sexual one

But yeah he still gets really horny and if you don’t fuck in the shower, you for sure are slapping your wet bodies together on the bathroom floor or against his sink, wherever you end up first