#song short

[sturniololuv08]

That Feeling (Matt Sturniolo Smut)

Song: All We Ever Do Is Talk - Del Water Gap

Tumblr: @danifaithisme

Your stomach was in knots as you quietly tip-toed down the carpeted hallway. The boys finished their first show tonight, and everyone was crashed out. Except for Matt. He text you asking you to keep him company in his room. You went to knock on Matt's room door but it swung open before you could even make contact. He held his finger to his lips signalling for you to be quiet. You stepped inside the room and walked over to the bed.

"So what do you want to do?" You looked around the room that was identical to yours.

"I don't know. I just can't sleep after a tour show. I don't know how Nick and Chris do it." He sat on the bed next to you. The weight shifted you into his side. He didn't move away though.

"You are just lucky I was still awake." You joked. He chuckled and smiled down at his lap.

"Yeah." There was a weird silence looming in the air. Something that didn't happen often with the other boys.

"So is there anything specific you want to talk about or maybe we could watch TV." You proposed an idea to end the awkwardness.

"Let's watch TV." He rested his back on the headboard of the bed and started flipping through the hotel channels. You lay next to him and yawned. "You tired?" His voice was soft and sweet.

"Yeah." You nodded slightly.

"Oh." He sounded disappointed. "You can go back to your room if you want." He was being considerate.

"It's fine. I don't mind. I'll sleep tomorrow when we are traveling." You knew you could easily take a nap when they were doing their show so you weren't worried about staying awake for your friend. The silence ensued again. Matt sunk lower onto the mattress to be lying facing you. You were lying in the cliche sleep position staring directly into his awake blue eyes. He started to smile a little. "What?" You asked him.

"Nothing." He lightly moved his head in a 'no' motion.

"Tell me." You begged and shoved him a little. He moved backward from your push and moved back into position a little closer to you than before.

"I'll only tell you if you agree you'll do it before I tell you." Now you sunk backward unsure of what he could be talking about. You thought about it for a minute. What would be the worst possible thing he would want you to agree to? You settled on the idea of the two of you skinny dipping in the hotel pool.

"Okay. I agree, I'll do it." You figured you could at least talk him into letting you still wear a bra and panties. Matt wasn't very adventurous so talking him down from a crazy unthought-out plan wouldn't be too hard.

"Nah. You won't do it." Now your curiosity was peaking.

"Just tell me." He laughed and shook his head 'no'. "What's the worst that can happen? I say no?" You pressed on. He finally stopped moving and looked at you again. You saw his eyes flicker between your own.

"Kiss me." His voice was soft again.

"What?" You were caught off guard. Matt was one of your best friends. Along with Chris and Nick, he was off-limits in your mind.

"Kiss me." He leaned in. You lifted your head slightly and pecked him quickly. You dropped back down onto the mattress. He stayed propped up on his left forearm looking at you.

"What?" You challenged.

"Kiss me again." The corner of his lips curled into a half smile.

"Matt..." You sighed out. Instead of talking, he leaned down to hover over your lips. You turned your head and lifted it up again to touch your lips together. This time more than a peck. He suctioned your lips together by taking your breath away. Suddenly you weren't tired anymore. He hesitantly moved his hips to be right up against yours. You nodded your head not breaking the kiss that he was still engaged in. He used his right hand to push your hips down flat on the bed while moving his to be on top. The kiss finally broke apart. "Matt..." You slightly panted. Your lips were tingling.

"You said you would agree to do it." He said a little smug. You looked all over his face for any fake intentions, but there were none. You nodded nervous to speak. Matt was your best friend you shared everything. You shared food, laughs, opinions, and sometimes even fights. You never thought about sharing your body with him, until this very moment. "I'll go slow." He whispered ducking down to continue kissing you. He slowly ran his skinny fingers down your shirt until he reached the bottom where your skin was touchable. He traced little circles just below your belly button on your hip bone. He was teasing you. You decided there was no reason to be nervous about sharing yourself with your best friend and to his surprise you shimmied your pajama pants down. His eyes were a little wide at your actions.

"What are you waiting for?" You giggled a little feeling the same giddy sensation you felt sneaking through the hallway.

"Fuck." He whispered. You weren't sure if you were supposed to hear it or not, but you did. It made you excited. He held himself up on his forearm and with his free hand shoved his grey shorts down. You couldn't see anything because his shirt was hanging off his chest and blocking your view. You weren't sure what you were about to feel. He lowered himself down and you felt his tip start playing with your shallow depth. You couldn't explain how or why but you wanted him inside you desperately.

"Matt." His gaze shot in your direction. "Please..." You begged for him. His gaze softened realizing you didn't want him to stop. He didn't want to hurt you after all you were his best friend. He pressed a little inside you feeling how wet you were for him. He licked his lips as he slowly filled you up. Once he reached full capacity he rested on both of his forearms. He wasn't moving yet. Just lying there inside you so your body had time to adjust. You felt him pressing against your walls stretching you out. "Oh god." You now realize how big your best friend is. The pressure subsided but before you could tell him he must have felt it too because he slowly started pulling out. He didn't pull too far out because he still wanted to make sure you could handle him. You arched your back and looked up at the white ceiling. "Oh my god." You moaned from the pleasure he brought to your whole uterus. Your body was shaking for him. His pace sped up in a rhythm. He wasn't talking dirty or praising you. Matt was the quieter brother so it wasn't unlike him to be quiet now. Not that you ever thought about your best friend in bed with you. The only noises he was making were soft grunts every time he pressed himself back into your cervix. He was focused. You kept moaning louder and louder. The faster his rhythm got the harder it was for you to be quiet.

"Shhh." He didn't want anyone else to hear you. You figured it was because he wanted to keep this encounter a secret but it was actually because he wanted your sounds all to himself.

"Matt, I'm cumming." You grabbed the back of his neck and gripped him tight. The feeling of your canal tightening on his pulsating cock pushed him to climax inside of you. You mixed your juices together simultaneously without realizing how careless you both were until it was too late. Matt collapsed his body on yours and stayed inside of you until he was soft enough to slip out. He rolled next to you and the silence ensued. You just fucked your best friend.

"What time is it?" He asked ruining the moment a little. You grabbed his phone from the nightstand and clicked the button.

"It is 3:45." You yawned again realizing how late it was.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Matt looked over at you with his hair sticking to his forehead in little chunks. He looked so innocent it was hard to deny him.

"Yeah." You smiled. You weren't sure if he meant tomorrow as in during the day or tomorrow night for round two but you were kind of excited to find out. The next day was just like normal constant busy tour work and traveling with Chris and Nick oblivious to the special moment you shared with their brother. That night in your new hotel room you got a text. It was Matt asking for 'company.' You giggled to yourself as you snuck through the halls to his room. You both continued this cadence every new city, every new hotel, every night a new position with Matt. No one knew a thing.

And then the tour ended. Everything changed.

Every time you saw the boys Chris and Nick were normal but Matt was different. He would still talk to you but it was short. If you made a joke, even one he had previously laughed at in the past, he wouldn't laugh now. Nothing was the same. You never once thought your friendship would be ruined by the secret rendezvous you guys were having. If you had known you would have never committed to fucking him every night.

"Chris the Uber is here." Nick stood up looking at his phone.

"Where are you guys going?" Matt looked panicked they were leaving without him.

"Chris wants to go over to Brooklyn's." They were leaving Matt and I alone. Once the door was closed we made immediate eye contact.

"I'm going to my room," Matt said flat. He stood up and left you alone in their living room. You decided this was your chance to confront him. You barged into his room and he looked at you dumbfounded. "What are you -"

"What happened?" You asked not having full questions ready to go.

"What do you mean?" He played stupid which made you mad.

"You and me in the hotels every night... What happened?" You were fine just being friends. It just had to be stated that was all you were ever going to be. You were tired of getting the cold shoulder constantly.

"Oh, that..." He still didn't answer you.

"Yeah, that." You pressed. "We never talked about it after the tour and when we do talk you seem like you hate me."

"I don't hate you." His face softened. You were his best friend he could never hate you but you didn't feel that way. After some silence, he spoke more. "I guess I just didn't know what it meant. I didn't know if you still wanted to be friends." He shrugged.

"Are we ever going to feel that way again? Are we ever going to be best friends again?" You just wanted that feeling back. You wanted Matt back. After some more silence, you got the answer you so desperately craved. Matt looked up at you through his brown moppy fringe and flashed you a devilish smile. You couldn't help but beam knowing exactly what he was thinking.

[slvtforfiction]

Ghost who took his mask off in front of you for the first time,making you quickly turn around.

“Can look lovie.” He mumbles as he climbs into bed.

“I didn’t see anything,I promise I won’t tell anyone.” You whisper,scared of the consequences.

“Love,calm down,you can see my face.” He says as he sits on the edge of the bed,holding your waist from the back as he waits for you to turn around once more.

“Are you sure?” You ask after years of not seeing his face,waiting patiently for the handsome man to reveal himself.

By the time Simon had actually taken off his mask it felt wrong to look. You knew he wouldn’t take off his mask infront of anyone…so, why you?

By the time you cautiously turn around to look at him,your paralysed staring at his face,your eyes roaming past the scars,to his eyes,towards his hair and then to his lips.

You kissed him softly with a smile.

“Handsome.” You whispered as you clambered into bed beside him.

“Tell anyone and I kill ya’” he mumbles quietly as he lets you curl into his chest,slowly falling asleep.

“I know.” You mumble quietly before falling asleep,your head on his chest as he wraps his arms around you firmly.

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[fakakta-art]

can i be so fr with you guys white eyed scarred up jason todd from The Boy Wonder #2 has bewitched me mind and soul

Plate Glass Apology by Apes of the State You broke my heart, I hope you die, emptier than how I feel inside And when you lay your head to rest at night I hope that you Never fall asleep when you think of all the things you do I wish I could just hate you, oh, I wish all of these words I said were true.

[remanedur]

tumblr music survey

because this has come up with a few friends before, i am curious -- in the replies or tags, can you list:

what you consider the average song length

what you consider 'long' for a song, and 'short' for one

a few genres you listen to the most/consider your favorite

[screwpinecaprice]

Copying artstyle off of older Steven and Connie concept art for the heck of it. (And chibis. ┐⁠(⁠´⁠▾⁠｀⁠)⁠┌)

The proportions felt awkward to draw, I did end up stretching them a bit. Haha

[spiderzlover]

There's no point worryin about Splatfest results! Or poor Frye omfg💔

[omelaslost]

Prey Sigil

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Prompt: Their s/o’s family sigil is something that is prey to theirs. Characters: Robb Stark, Theon Greyjoy, Cersei Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Tyrion Lannister “You Westerosi are all the same. You sew some beast upon a scrap of silk, and suddenly you are all lions or dragons or eagles.” – Illyrio Mopatis, A Dance with Dragons, Tyrion I

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Robb Stark

Sigil: Rabbit / Hare ✿ Robb would likely find it somewhat amusing. He definitely sees the humor in the direwolf joining with the hare and would occasionally joke about it with you. ✿ He would probably give you a pet name like “my little rabbit” or something along those lines. Though, he would only call you that in private once you are more familiar with one other. He might affectionately refer to you as his rabbit to those he is close to after a while. ✿ The tone of his pet name for you would depend on your personality, but the fondness (and teasing) in it would be the same. ✿ Robb is a protective person, and he would be protective of you regardless, but especially if you’re more meek and less likely to stand up for yourself. Rabbits are often seen as symbols of innocence and vulnerability, so he would find that your house’s sigil is fitting. ✿ Now, if you’re more confident and assertive, he would be much more teasing in calling you a rabbit. He would likely add that you were his “fierce little rabbit” and say that there was a wolf in you yet. ✿ He would commission small wood carvings of a direwolf and a rabbit that you keep on your bedside table as a wedding or anniversary gift. They are not to be separated. ✿ If the two of you were to discuss having children (he does need his heir), he would refer to them as “wobbits”. ✿ On that topic, another thing that rabbits are well-known for is how quickly they reproduce (eg “fucking like rabbits”), and so he would probably joke and tease you about that in the privacy of your bedchamber. ✿ You kinda need to be a rabbit to keep up with his ass honestly. ✿ He is very eager to have “a full brood of wobbits hopping around”

Theon Greyjoy

Sigil: A ship with ten fish (Krakens are difficult okay)

✿ Bro’s got jokes (and they aren’t funny) ✿ He’s just a really handsy person in general. He likes to have his hands on you whenever he can. If he can pull you onto his lap and wrap his arms around you waist, he will. It is not a matter of if: it is absolutely a matter of when. ✿ Literally, his favorite thing is to catch your waist when you’re walking by and just pull you down onto him when you’re least expecting it. Just like a Kracken would pull a ship down into the sea. ✿ He just likes to be wrapped around you (he says he thinks he prefers it when you’re wrapped around him, but this isn’t about that). ✿ Except it is about that because most of the jokes he makes will be sexual. ✿ Before he goes down on you, he would jest about a Kraken eating (out) a ship. When he finds how wet you are, he would say that you were flooding/swamping and that it was time for him to sink (into) you. ✿ If you don’t find him funny, he might stop (maybe), but he finds himself funny and that’s all that matters. (He isn't funny). ✿ Very specific, but if you can’t swim, he would never let you hear the end of it. He would offer to teach you (since a boat should know how to float), and while a genuine effort would be made, he would also play around with you in the water, pulling you down into the water. Probably ends up almost drowning you once or twice (accidental baptism, what is dead may never die 🙏). ✿ He actually would likely enjoy being wet with you though, whether you can swim or not. Whether it’s in the hot springs in the godswood of Winterfell or just in a tub during a bath, he’d like how you look with water dripping down your body. He’d joke that you’re both in your natural habitat… mostly. ✿ Gods have mercy if he ever gets you with child because now the ship is manned and he would not shut up about it. The Kraken added life to the ship instead of taking from it.

Cersei Lannister

Sigil: Antelope

✿ She would feel slightly annoyed that an antelope is similar to a stag, but she would eventually learn to ignore it (until you do something that annoys her, then she remembers again and makes it your problem, but you shouldn’t have annoyed her, so it’s actually still your fault).

✿ But you’re not a stag, she would remind herself. An antelope is not a stag; they are prettier than a stag and more graceful. You’re not Robert. You’re not a King; you’re beneath her in every way, and she finds comfort in that.

✿ As you can guess, your relationship likely would not be the healthiest.

✿ Cersei would like to brand you as hers in some way, but she knows that she would have to do it discreetly, so she would use your own coat of arms to do it. You can expect certain gifts from her, as rewards for your services.

✿ Accessories for your hair, shaped similarly to antelope horns, rings with grooves similar to that of an antelope, and she would sneak some reds and golds into them, along with the colors of your own house.

✿ Another way she would “brand” you would be by biting you. As much as she would like to leave it somewhere visible, she is more sensible than that. Your thighs are free game though. You’d be able to tell if she’s upset with you (or in general) by whether she draws blood or not. She would tend to take certain emotions out on you. If you whimper, she would remind you that this is what you’re here for. You’re an antelope, and she is the lion.

✿ She’s also clawing the absolute hell out of the back of your neck while you’re eating her out, but it’s okay because you’ll just wear your hair in a way that hides it.

Jaime Lannister

Sigil: Striped Horse (Zebra) [Note: I don’t think Zebras are ever name-dropped in ASOIAF. Zorses are, but not Zebras. But Zorses come from Zebras and I like Zebras so we’re using Zebras ok? cool.] ✿ You will never get a chance to ask him to do anything without him saying that the striped horse should not give be giving orders to the lion (but he will still do what you asked… if he feels like it and begrudgingly. But if he thinks it would be funnier to ignore your request, you’re on your own).

✿ Big “I know the striped horse is not talking rn” energy whenever you say anything ever. Unfortunately, bullying is one of his love languages.

✿ He would be similar to Cersei in the aspect that he would want you to have some piece of him that connects you to him, thus in a way branding you, but he would also want to have a piece of you that connects him to you.

✿ He is more likely to give you something with a lion on it straight up but perhaps in your colors. He might subtly take on your colors as well with something small with plausible deniability. For example, he carried a white ribbon on him (he is a knight of the Kingsguard, so it would not be questioned) and you carry a black one on you. If he were feeling more daring, he might take the black ribbon while you keep the white. He keeps it for good luck but would openly deny doing such a thing if you mentioned it.

✿ He is a yearner (something else he denies). If he is away from you for a certain amount of time, he will begin to find ways to see you in everything. He sees horses and that makes him think of striped horses and then that makes him think of you because that’s your house’s sigil. He sees a black and white cat, and you know what else is black and white? A striped horse :(

✿ Would literally bite your ass while undressing you, but it would be more of a nip than an actual bite. If your eyes widened and you looked down at him in shock, he would just smirk and say, “What? I’m a lion.”

✿ He would enjoy pinning you down in bed and playfully taunting you while nipping at your skin. He’d like it if you ‘fought back’ just so he can pin you down again.

Tyrion Lannister

Sigil: Warthog ✿ He would find a bit of irony in the idea of him being a lion and your somehow being a warthog and he would probably make self-deprecating jokes about it, likely that he thinks it should be reversed. He thinks that you are strong and beautiful like a lion, whereas he would put his appearance something closer to a warthog. But Tyrion does hold some complicated pride in being a lion, and he would be happy to make you one as well. ✿ He would probably do something similar to Robb, having something commissioned to honor both of your houses, but it would likely be on a grander scale (might as well put that Lannister gold to good use). Instead of wood carvings, it would likely be marble figures with rubies for the lion’s eyes and a stone of your house’s colors for your warthog. He would be very happy if you liked them. ✿ At some point in the relationship, he would jest that you’re certainly the prettiest pig that he has ever seen, that is for sure… and then immediately backpedal, saying perhaps he should not liken you to a pig. If you found humor in it, he would be relieved. ✿ Tyrion would have fun with it. He’s a very knowledgeable person, so he likely has some fun facts about warthogs stored up there to bring out whenever you do something he can compare it to. You’re somewhere you’re not supposed to be? Hogging (ha) the blankets? Well, warthogs are notorious trespassers and thieves (they steal other animals’ burrows) and you are truly a testament to that. ✿ He will have most definitely make the comment that he has no desire to strip the skin from your bones, but he does wish to strip you of something before reaching for your clothing. ✿ Cersei would be quite fond of your coat of arms, even more so once it is joined with the lion. A warthog is not a boar, but they are close enough in appearance as far as she is concerned. She would commission you clothes just to see a lion and a “boar” close together whenever she sees you, and she would pass it off as a good-sisterly gift. Tyrion suspects that his sister finds glee in the prospect because of how King Robert died (he is correct).

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

The Knight of the Laughing Tree by Joshua Cairós

created for the 10th anniversary of The World of Ice & Fire

[meelkiewee]

> Talk Too Much - Coin

A _very_ short LaiCille comic🥰

You read my mind

Better to leave it unsaid

Why can't I leave it unsaid?

♡

You know I talk too much

Honey, come put your lips on mine

And shut me up

We could blame it all on human nature

Stay cool, it's just a kiss

Oh, why you gotta be so talkative?

I talk too much, we talk too much

⬇️ some memes <3

[steddiehyperfixation]

still into you (steddie ficlet)

Eddie wakes to the mouthwatering smell of bacon and eggs and fresh-made pancakes. He stretches lazily and heads to the kitchen to find Steve at the stove making breakfast, moving expertly between flipping pancakes and scrambling eggs and checking the bacon. A stupid kiss the cook apron is tied at the waist over his bare torso and sinful pajama shorts, and he looks just as delicious as the food he's cooking. The whole scene makes something warm and fluttery bloom bright in Eddie's chest. 

He sits at the counter and sighs dreamily, resting his chin in his hand as he watches him. “God, I have such a crush on you.” 

Steve looks over his shoulder with an amused expression that crinkles the smile lines at the corners of his eyes. “We're literally married.” 

“I know,” Eddie gushes, so in awe of this fact you'd think it was a new development even though it very much isn't. He marvels at his husband of 34 years, admires every inch of Steve's middle-aged body, every place where his time-worn skin is creased with signs of age and a life well lived and well loved. The beauty of him still knocks the wind out of Eddie, a breathless giggle bubbling up his throat. “But that doesn't mean I don't still have a massive fucking crush on you.” 

Steve huffs out a chuckle before turning his attention back to the stove, a quick duck of his head as if to hide a blush. 

Emboldened, Eddie stands and comes up to wrap his arms around him from behind. He nuzzles into Steve's neck, breathes in his salt and pepper hair and smiles into the curve of his shoulder. “I’m serious. Even after all this time, you still give me butterflies,” Eddie says, resting his hands over Steve's stomach and pressing gently to demonstrate his words, “right here, like I’m a teenager again. My aged heart still does very youthful backflips just at the sight of you, and I feel that rush of falling in love all over again, again and again, like it's the very first time.”

Eddie remembers a conversation he'd had with his uncle once, when he was much much younger and Wayne was about the age Eddie is now.  When you get older, you don't feel that type a’ love the same way anymore, Wayne had told him. It ain't the same heart-pounding, all-encompassing, get drunk off of it sort a’ giddy head-rush you get in your teens and twenties. It loses that kind a’ thrill, gets quieter. 

Eddie had found that thoroughly depressing, despite his uncle’s insistences that this was not a bad thing. Don't mean that love and attraction ain't there or that you can't feel it anymore, Wayne reassured him, it's just different is all. He'd shrugged then, his face like leather, worn and fond and bemused by his nephew’s wild youth. Old hearts get tired, Ed, he'd said. You'll get it when you get to be my age. 

Well, Eddie has gotten to be his age and he still doesn't get it. He does feel that quieter love, the kind that comes from shared routines and easy conversation and even easier silences, made up of trust and familiarity, the kind that settles into his bones like it was always meant to be there. But the thrill is still there too, as strong as ever. Steve still makes his heart race and his head spin. Eddie's stomach still flutters at his smile; his touch still sets off fireworks beneath his skin. Even now, Eddie feels a little dizzy just holding him, heartbeat faster. 

“We may get old,” Eddie continues his declaration, “but the way I feel about you never will.” He holds Steve tighter, hooking his chin over his husband's shoulder after pressing a kiss to it. “I will never get over the thrill of you, and my heart will never get tired of it.” 

“You are a dramatic old sap,” Steve says through a suppressed smile, rolling his eyes as he plates the food and turns off the stove, but then he's turning around in Eddie's arms and pulling him into a spirited kiss.

Eddie's blood feels like it's made of champagne, bubbly and fizzy and utterly intoxicated as Steve fills his senses. They kiss with the same clumsy passion they'd had at 21, too eager clashes of teeth and bruising lips. It's messy, inelegant, perfect, broken within seconds when their smiles become uncontainable. They pull apart, pink-cheeked and laughing. 

Steve grins. His eyes shine with all the same giddiness of infatuation and warmth of love as he holds Eddie's face in his hands and tells him, “I have a massive fucking crush on you too.” 

[sturniololuv08]

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Music speaks to me in a way my mouth can not explain aloud. I use music for a lot of my creativity and inspiration. I started doing Song Shorts when I first started Tumblr. Song Shorts are Minis based off of a certain song. The Requirements are linked. Below are the ones I have done.

The Background Brother (Matt Fluff)

Candy Girl (Chris/ Sex and Language)

I Need Something More (Matt Smutt with a Hint of Edging)

Her (Chris Smut)

That Feeling (Matt Sturniolo Smut)

The Game

Part One (Matt - PG)

Part Two (Matt - PG)

Part Three (Matt - R)

Playlist of ALL Song Short songs HERE

Misc. Sturniolo Sailor Song Edition

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"But if you need my love, my clothes are off, I'm coming over to your place."

SABRINA CARPENTER performing Busy Woman in Brooklyn during her Short n' Sweet tour.

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JEON JUNGKOOK + fire stage performances 🔥 (cr. 0613data, namuspromised, moreloveforhobi)

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new video "Song Of Ghost"

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I can’t get this off my mind

CNC

Thinking about Ghost who’s holding you up to his chest as you lean back against him,your reflection piercing through the mirror infront of you as he slowly fingers you. Slowly. He’s not getting fast enough to push you to the edge he’s just slowly pushing his fingers in and out of you as you writhe underneath him,begging for more than just his fingers.

He’s slowly dragging his fingers up and down inside of you,enough to give you pleasure and not enough to tip you off the edge.

“Si! Please..wanna cum.”

“Sweetheart you can wait can’t you? My baby can wait.”

He doesn’t want to hear you complain,just wants to slowly feel you inside as you squeeze him attempting to gain more friction.

You can start crying and begging for him all you want but he’s having none of it.

“Please si.” You muttered through sobs and whines,hiccups following your cries

“Come on baby you can wait,yeah? Be patient my love.”

He’ll keep his arm loosely wrapped around your waist as you cry out for him. Begging whilst you cry,admitting you can’t hold wait anymore.

“Baby come on you can wait,stop crying honey.”

He won’t feel bad about your crying,he’ll wipe away your tears and listen to you talk through your hiccups,sobs and pleas.

“Awh come on baby,stop crying f’ me yeah?”

He’ll talk to you almost too casually,he’ll talk about life and what he did the other day whilst you were out as he acts like this is normal.

“The boys want to meet you.”

“No! Please wanna cum!”

“Bit rude,Johnny was talking ‘bout wanting to meet ya’. You know,yesterday when you went out,how much did ya’ spend? Ya’ use my debit card,yeah? Gonna run me dry you know.”

He’ll talk as though your not desperate for a release,whilst your crying out loud and begging for release he’ll laugh at you.

“Come on my baby can take more that,pretty littl’ thing”

He’ll edge you for hours,in that same position before deciding you’ve been through enough.

“My baby wanna come f’ me?”

“Please! Yes! Please!”

“Okay lovie ya’ earnt it.”

He’ll let you come before quickly pulling away but if you think that’s the end your sorely mistaken.

He wants more than just 1 round,he wants to overstimulate you until you’re begging him to stop,telling him it’s too much until you can no longer form a coherent thought.

He’ll eat you out with motive and swiftness,as he goes down on you he’ll watch as you attempt to push him away,laughing at you.

“Wanna taste you ‘till ya’ can’t feel not’ing, wanna be ya’ only thou’ht.”

Mans is not finished till your moaning incoherently,babbling his name and drooling down your face.

Trying to push him away was now a distant thought,you lay there motionless as you cum over and over again,losing track of time as you babble and drool over him.

You didn’t even bother trying to clench your fists,it was a useless game to play knowing that Simon would continue until you pass out.

(This theory is quickly dismissed after you’re sitting in the hospital trying to come up with an excuse as to why your husband has lockjaw.)

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