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zombiigrll · 10 months ago

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SURPRISE. ⋆｡°✩ carl grimes x reader .ᐟ WORD COUNT .ᐟ ⭑ 2.1K ꩜ .ᐟ WARNINGS ⭑ fluff, use of y/n, petnames (like once), playful arguing, swearing, just cute stuff!! dorky teens!! in love!! >_< !! .ᐟ SUMMARY .ᐟ ⭑ carl had been in and out of alexandria a lot recently, ever since the weather became warmer. but after he came back this time, he had a surprise for you. ꩜ .ᐟ A/N .ᐟ ⭑ i made this as an apology for my last fic 🫡hope u like hehehe

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you'd been very bored for the past couple of days. carl had been in and out on runs by himself, refusing to take you with. he'd never been so secretive about anything before, which made you think there was definitely a reason as to why he wouldn't let you come.

"please, carl. just tell me why i can't come!" you whined, tugging at his flannel.

"you'll find out soon enough." he laughed, grabbing your face and pulling you in for a kiss, the brim of his sheriffs hat slightly hitting your forehead. you broke from the hug and playfully hit him in the shoulder. "come on! you know how impatient i am. you're killing me!"

"you just have to wait a little longer, okay?" he smiled warmly at you. "i'll be back soon, love you."

"love you too, be safe." you waved to him as he exited the gates.

this has been how the past couple have days had gone. he'd leave in the morning, come back at night. ...

you woke up and saw him getting ready, and you assumed it was for him to go on another short run.

he noticed your eyes fluttering open and stepped over to you, kissing you on the forehead. "good morning."

"'morning." you sleepily responded, rubbing your eyes. "are you going on another run?"

"yes, but you're coming with me today." he smiled, sitting down next to you on the bed.

"oh, what? really?" your tone turned more enthusiastic at the news. "when are we leaving?"

"whenever you're ready, love." he looked down at you and began playing with your hair.

"alright.. let me get ready." you sat up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before standing up and walking over to your guys' wardrobe.

...

"where are we going?" you asked as the two of you began walking towards the car.

"it's a surprise." he threw a bag in the back of the car before getting into the drivers seat.

"please, carl. i'm done with surprises. tell me." you loaded up into the car, putting your seatbelt on with a huff.

"nope, you have to wait." he started up the car and began driving.

"you suck." you playfully rolled your eyes.

"that's okay." he laughed. "all i'm gonna tell you is that you're gonna be happy once we get there."

carl swerves slightly but aggressively, avoiding something that laid in the road. "jesus, if we do get there." you laughed, quickly throwing your hand onto the grab handle above your door. "oh my god, you suck at driving."

"oh, i'm not that bad. you can't say anything, you don't even know how to drive!" he says, nudging you in the shoulder.

"okay, okay. i still know how a car should be driven."

"fine, you drive then." he smiles at you, slamming on the breaks.

"...no, thank you."

"exactly."

...

carl comes to a stop and takes his seatbelt off. "here we are."

you follow his actions and remove your seatbelt, opening the car door. "..and where exactly is 'here?'"

"just come on." he grabs his bag from the back of the car and puts it on.

carl walks over to you, interlocking your fingers with his before walking forwards.

"why won't you tell me?" you pout, rocking your guys' interlocked hands back and fourth.

"i'm testing your patience." he rests his head on top of yours as you two continue prancing through the grass.

the two of you walk in a peaceful silence through the flower filled field, before he comes to a stop and points forward.

"there." he points towards a cleared out section of the field. in that field, there was a pink and white plaid blanket sprawled across the ground at the foot of the lake with a cd player and some comics on top of it. you stared in awe with your mouth agape, speechless.

"uhm, earth to y/n?" carl laughs, waving a hand back and fourth in front of your face. "do you like it?.. if you don't, we can go back-"

"shut up!" you shook his hand happily, a wide smile plastering along your face. you ran over to the blanket, admiring at the whole setup.

carl follows behind you, setting his backpack next to the blanket. "isn't it beautiful? i found it a while back on a run, it made me think of you."

you beamed, sitting down on the blanket.

carl leans down and pulls some snacks out of his backpack, setting them down in-between the two of you. "i found these in the cupboards, too. theres some chips, fruit, sandwich stuff.."

you lean forward and pull carl into a tight hug. "thank you so much."

"of course. it's the least i could do for you." he returns the hug, running his hands through your hair. "was it worth the wait?"

"yeah.. yeah, it was." you chuckled, breaking from the hug to give him a quick kiss.

...

the two of you had been there for a while now, eating food and just talking about whatever came to mind. but something that kept catching your eye was the lake that was right next to the blanket.

"do you want to go in the lake?" carl asks, snapping you out of your daze.

"huh?"

"i asked if you wanted to go into the lake. you keep staring at it." he repeats with a light chuckle.

"oh, uh.. i didn't bring anything." you shrugged.

"well, i brought some extra clothes, so you can probably just go in your tank top and shorts then change after." he smiled, pointing to his backpack. "it's not too deep, so you'll only get your clothes wet if you fall in."

you smiled widely, quickly standing up and shaking your sandals off before stepping into the water.

"oh, god, its freezing." you shiver, flapping your hands at the sudden temperature change. carl laughs, but remains sitting on top of the blanket.

"you're not gonna come into the water with me?" you tilted your head at him, a disappointed look spreading across your face.

"well, i wasn't, but if you want me to.." he stands up and walks over, kicking his shoes off by the lake. you smile warmly at him and hold your hand out for him to take.

he accepts your hand as he steps into the water, his body jolting up from the cold. "jesus, you weren't lying." a breathy laugh escapes his mouth.

the two of you hold hands as you begin walking further into the lake.

you pause and look up at carl. "..did you check the lake for walkers?"

"don't worry, over here is too shallow for us not to notice if any walkers are in it." he glances down at you with a reassuring smirk as you two continue walking around in the lake. as the two of you walk, you slip on some rocks in the water, falling down in the water and straight on your bottom. "ah, shit!" you whined, throwing your arms up and out of the water. "gross, gross, gross!"

carl laughs, covering his face with one of his hands and using the other to help you up.

"it's not funny, you ass!" you playfully shove him, which causes him to topple over as well. you grab his hat before it can fall into the lake, staring at him with shock. "...my bad."

he continues laughing, sitting in the water and covering his face. "oh, god... hah.."

you join him in his laughing fit, placing his hat back on his head. at this action, he grabs your forearm and pulls you down with him. "hey!" you fall right on top of him, making him lean back further into the water. "you- ugh!" you laugh, wiping away the water that splashed on your face.

he puts one of his hands to keep his hat up and the other to help him sit up. he smiles down at you, and that's when you noticed his smile. his genuine smile. genuine happiness spread across his face, something you hadn't seen in forever. a lot of your guys relationship has been an emotional rollercoaster. the two of you had met back in atlanta when glenn found you all by yourself during one of his scavenges and taken you in. you and carl had watched each other change. you watched him reunite with his father, go through grieving shane, then killing his mother... so much. it was hard to get that boy to smile. and right now? the two of you felt like nothing else mattered. he was happy, you were happy. everything was just... happy.

he sits himself up more properly and adjusts his hand over to the side of your face, rubbing his thumb along your cheek. "are you okay?" he chuckles, remarking your sudden silence.

you nod. "yeah. yes, i am." a wide smile appeared on your face as you put your hand over his, leaning in to kiss him. he happily returns the kiss. you can feel his smile through the kiss as he runs his hands through your hair. the two of you break from the kiss. he moves his hand up to push your stray hairs out of your face and behind your ear. "you're so beautiful."

you never knew how to react to his compliments. they were always random and abrupt. you'd usually shrug them off due to not being too good with your words, at least around him. whenever there was an opportunity for you to say something, you'd let out the lamest compliment in return. "you're so... heh.." you chuckled, beaming at him as you took in every single feature he had. but no matter what, you couldn't say anything. you were too overwhelmed by all of his perfect features to compliment him properly. although, carl didn't mind this. if anything, he found it cute.

"alright, come on." he interlocks your hands together, carefully standing up with you. he looks up at the setting sun. "we should head back soon."

"awh, already?" you frowned.

"we can come back again soon, i promise." the two of you started walking hand-in-hand back to shore, your clothes drenched in the probably- definitely- polluted water. when you guys got back onto the land, you crouched down and reached into his backpack to pull out the spare clothes he had brought you. as you stood back up, you noticed carl staring.

"hey, look away." you joked, smirking at him and signaling for him to turn around, to which he complied instantly. you quickly changed your clothes into a much more comfy t-shirt and shorts. "alright, i'm done." you gave him permission to look back as you zipped his backpack up again. he walks over to you to give you a hug, but as he lays his hand on your shoulder, he notices how cold you still are. "jeez, y/n, you're shivering." he takes off his flannel quickly. "here."

"i... are you sure?" you grab the flannel, staring up at him happily.

" 'course." he grinned as you began putting the flannel over your icy frame.

the two of you work together to quickly get the picnic together before the sun sets, and then you load everything back into the car. this spot was slightly far away from alexandria, probably around 20 minutes or so, and you were exhausted. you had so much fun and got so much energy out, you were excited to head back to sleep with carls arms around your waist and his head on top of yours.

you put your seatbelt on and immediately began feeling sleepy, and it was apparent in your body language. "getting sleepy?" he questioned, noticing your body quickly relaxing as soon as he started the car.

"mhm.." you mumbled, laying your head back on the headrest.

"go to sleep then. i'll wake you up when we get home."

"are you sure?" you rubbed your eyes.

he nods, moving his hand to comfortingly rub your thigh. "just get some rest, okay?"

"okay.." you gave him a quick peck on his cheek before resting your head down on the center console, quickly drifting off into sleep. you could feel carls hand atop of your head, playing with your hair to help you sleep.

and there you were, falling asleep in the car just like a little kid after a long day of normalcy, something rare in a world like this. and all of this was because of your boyfriend, your number one supporter, carl grimes.

you loved this boy more than life itself. hell, he was your life.

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#🌙 — maxines fics #carl grimes #carl grimes fluff #carl grimes oneshot #carl grimes imagine #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes x reader #twd #twd fluff #twd oneshot #twd imagine #the walking dead fluff #the walking dead oneshot #the walking dead imagine #the walking dead x y/n #the walking dead x reader #fluff

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senualothbrok · 6 months ago

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So there’s that interaction with the Drow Twins where, if you are romancing Gale and you choose the male Drow to have ‘boring sex’ with, one of the dialogue options is: ‘If I want to have sex like that I can just ask Gale.” (as mentioned in this post)

Putting aside how most Galemancers find that whole interaction distasteful (myself included) it got me thinking about how the game insults Gale by implying that he would ever give you ‘boring sex’. Gale. The guy who fucks you like a God in 8 dimensions in the sky if you let him. That guy. Boring sex? Well. I don’t see it, but if that’d what the game says, it must be true!

So since you are an excellent writer of Gale smut, I thought maybe you could help us envision this a bit better? Maybe give us a fic about how ‘boring’ sex with Gale can be. And if we have to accept it, we have to accept it.

So I’m thinking that for this boring scenario, it won’t involve the Astral sky, or magic, or even his practiced tongue. It’s just regular ol’ bed sex with regular ol’ Gale Dekarios. But maybe something really boring happens like Gale has a vivid nightmare that Tav dies, and he wakes up in a cold sweat and his adrenaline at maximum only to find his beloved alive and well, sleeping peacefully next to him. Then maybe it gets even more boring because Tav wakes up, sees his distress and puts their hands on his face, and at their touch Gale just snaps.

I’m thinking about how snore-inducing it is when he rolls his whole body onto Tav’s, reveling in the fact that they are HERE, they are ALIVE, they are WHOLE, and Tav can feel how rock hard he is as he grinds desperately into their leg. How boring it is as Gale’s hot breath mingles with theirs, as he devours their mouth over and over, as the only word his practiced tongue can form is a breathless ‘please’ as his grinding grows more desperate.

Then I can only imagine how Tav must be bored to tears as they eagerly consent, and Gale doesn’t just slide into them but pounds into them, as if the only thing keeping his orb from exploding is him sheathing himself as deeply as possible in Tav over and over and over. And how Tav must be practically out of their mind with boredom as they run their nails down Gale’s back, biting back a scream of pure disinterest. Gods! Can you imagine how dull this would be??

So, if you please—if you could use your incredible talents to craft a boring scenario and go into every excruciatingly boring detail of Gale sex, we would be most appreciative! Even if we do just have to accept it!!

Please, my friend—BORE US TO DEATH 🫠🫠🫠

My friend, you are trying to kill me 🫠

I do not want to deprive the world of this masterpiece of smut that you have already written 🫠 And I'm not sure how long it will take me to write this piece so I couldn't hold onto this ask selfishly for a moment longer 🫠

I would absolutely LOVE to write some good old fashioned bed sex with Gale. Right now I'm thinking exhausted horny or sleepy horny 🫡

I apologise in advance if this takes me absolutely ages 🤦🏻‍♀️🙏🏻 thank you for your patience and this amazing brainworm and for the treat that your actual ask was 💜🫂

#ask #writing prompt #gale Dekarios #gale of waterdeep

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kaszuma · 9 months ago

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You do not understand the amount of excitement and giddiness I feel every time you post, IT GOT ME HOOKED

Anywaysss love you take care hehehhe💕

Hello!! Thank you for reading Certainly Yours. After much deliberation, I have decided to write for Narumi Gen as well. I haven't started the entirety yet. But, updates will slow down since I'll be working on two fics at a time.

Anyways, here is a snippet of what I have done. I will eventually make a seperate Master List for Narumi once I've written a few Parts in.

Narumi is very different from Hoshina that I am going to have to go on a deepdive on B-side manga just to get a gist on how best to write him. So I will probably write maybe three of four parts first before I start posting anything for him. Anyways, thank you for your patience. The next time I post it'll probably be Part 8 of Certainly Yours. Soshiro Hoshina I haven't forgotten about you my guy. 🫡🫶

#anime #kn8 #kaiju no. 8 #hoshina soshiro x reader #soshiro hoshina #soshiro hoshina x reader #hoshina soshiro #kaiju no 8 x reader #kn8 x reader #gen narumi x reader #gen narumi #narumi gen #narumi gen x reader #x reader #definitely self indulgent

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my-my-my · 20 days ago

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Not to go super political on here, but just me rambling

Jean Chrétien was the PM I first remembered as a child and god… everyday I wonder about the timeline where he was PM during Trump presidency. Would we have seen Jean Chrétien do the Shawinigan Handshake to him?

My anxiety has been off the charts as of late (hence why I haven’t posted any of my writings in a little while). The constant talk about annexation gives me such existential dread.

ANYWAYS I outlined a Shinji one shot that’s turning out to be depressing so I’m gonna rewrite it to have a happy end. thanks guys for your patience 🫡🫡🫡🫡

#ramblings #housekeeping

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sparklecarehospital · 11 months ago

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i've been reading this comic since 2021 and i find it devastating the comments are being permanently removed. looking thru the comments when new updates came out was soo fun because there was always different reactions, people making up theories, or discussions about the update.

we'll forever remember the sc comment section 🫡

Unless I find a miracle alternate comment system I'm afraid it's not really in my hands. I'll keep looking into it later, maybe I'll find something that works better and won't force me to have obnoxious or inappropriate ads. Thank you guys for the patience with me in this whole situation.

#answers

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definitelynotshouting · 5 months ago

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I hope you know i gasped so loudly when I saw the words "hunger au" pop back up on my feed. I'm sure i speak for the collective when is say we are all just so excited to munch on some more of your delicious writing.

P.S i think the poll results should just tell you we are all happy with anything. You should always do what's best for yourself, you dont owe us anything (lovingly)

I fear i should come up with my own emoji so i'm claiming myself as 🧍‍♂️anon from here on out

WICJSDJD YOU GUYS WERE CRAZY FOR THAT ALMOST-TIE BTW I WAS LIKE NO FUCKING WAY💥💥💥💥💥💥

I appreciate the words of encouragement so so much!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 Tbh its just an issue of my own patience-- i have a lot of it, but sometimes its frustrating to watch myself go at a snail's pace while editing/rewriting the chapter 😂😂😂😂 but thats what gets the kind of quality im proud of giving, so thems the breaks i suppose. In any case i kinda wanted to wait until the new life season ends to start thinking of posting so who knows maybe that will be enough time for me to finish off this chapter (it wont) (im suffering) (i still have 5k to go through) (HELP M💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥)

SLXNWKDNSKSKS ALSO INCREDIBLE IDENTIFIER CHOICE 10000/10 NO NOTES. WE LOVE TO SEE A LITTLE MAN STANDING EMOJI 🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡 CARRY ON BRAVE SOLDIER IM EXCITED TO SEE MORE OF U IN MY INBOX!!!!

Thanks again for the encouragement!! You guys are all amazing, and i hope you all enjoy the chapter whenever its finally ready :]]❤️❤️❤️

#shouting speaks #asks #hunger au #yeah ig i should admit when i say im ''editing'' a chapter #i mean im rewriting it line by line but with added detail and layering #one of these days i'll be able to describe my process both accurately and succinctly #bc i continously fail to capture the sheer amount of effort that goes into this process #''its just rewriting every author does that for their manuscripts'' i cannot explain how much i am Not *just* doing that #but unfortunately i cannot explain what im ACTUALLY doing short of that either #worlds silliest catch 22 #txt

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mike----wazowski · 1 year ago

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i completely forgot i had something for sunday six last week lmao but i'll just post it today @four-white-trees @overdevelopedglasses @skysquid22 @passthroughtime @woundedheartwithin i've also seen @jichanxo being tagged in others so i thought i might add- hope that's ok!! 🫡🫡

this has been sitting in my drafts for ages and is a really old snippet. rikiya content was the first writing i did for yakuza 😔✊️

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"Riona, what are you doing out here? I asked you to get me your dirty laundry."

Kiryu's scolding seemed to go over Riona's head. She had her hands on her hips, and was striking a pose. "I'm practising my runway walk, Uncle Kaz. I'll need it for when I'm a supermodel!"

Kiryu sighed. "A supermodel."

"Yeah!"

"I thought you wanted to be a fashion designer?"

"Changed my mind!"

"Right. Well, maybe practice being a supermodel after you've given me your laundry," Kiryu said, with as much patience as a father-of-nine could muster. "You won't get on the runway with dirty clothes, will you?"

"What's this about bein' a supermodel?" A bright voice rang out. Haruka beamed as Rikiya approached the gates of Morning Glory, Mikio in tow. The moment they heard him (Rikiya could be heard from Downtown Ryukyu), the other kids emerged from the house, and Taichi came running to wrestle him, as was his signature greeting.

"Riona's practising her walk for the runway," Haruka chirped, as Rikiya was almost knocked off his feet. "She wants to be a catwalk model one day."

"Ohh, right, of course- Riona's our little fashionista!" Trying (and failing) to fend Taichi off, Rikiya called, "Let's see that walk, then, Riona!"

"Okay!"

Kiryu cleared his throat as Riona readied herself. "What about your laundry?"

Riona paid him no heed, starting up her attempt at a runway walk. She looked rather like a wobbly duckling taking its first steps, but Rikiya and Mikio cheered with the enthusiasm of a stadium crowd.

"Wow! You're gonna be at all the big shows!" Mikio said, and Rikiya yelped in agreement, unable to say more with Taichi trying to drag him down.

"Thanks! I keep asking Uncle Kaz to get me a pair of heels so I can practice properly, but he always says no," Riona said.

"Aniki- just doesn't- understand the lifestyle," Rikiya wheezed. Fortunately for him, Taichi had now switched targets to Mikio. "He's an unfashionable old man, y'know?"

"She's too young to wear heels," Kiryu intoned. "Plus, you're pretty far from the supermodel lifestyle yourself, Rikiya."

"Whaaa-" Rikiya let out a theatrical gasp, wheeling around to face Haruka. "Haruka-chan, did ya hear what he just said?"

"I did," Haruka giggled.

"Am I wrong?" Kiryu asked, voice dust-dry. "Anyway, we've had our fun- laundry now, Riona, and if you two are here you can help me with the-"

"Nope, nope, nope. I ain't lettin' this stand!" Rikiya interrupted, pushing his chest out. "I'm gonna show you how I strut my stuff, Aniki!"

"... what."

"I'm gonna do a runway walk that makes you go gaga!"

Taichi finally let up on his assault, dropping off of Mikio's back. "Isn't that for girls, Uncle Rikiya?"

"Don't say that like it's a bad thing!" Ayako scolded him.

"Both girls and guys both do modelling," Mikio told him. "I dunno if Rikiya fits the part, though. You gotta be good looking to be a model."

"Hey, go to hell!" Rikiya protested. "I'll show ya both what I can do!"

Though Kiryu looked like he wanted to protest, the prospect of seeing Rikiya make a fool of himself was enticing. And now Rikiya had his audience, he probably would go ignored anyway.

"Gotta have a good starting point..." Rikiya jogged over to the gates of Morning Glory. "You watch this!"

"Oh, I'm watching," Kiryu sighed.

Rikiya took long, flying strides, head angled so he was gazing dramatically into the distance. He wiggled his hips in a way that shouldn't have been anatomically possible. The kids shrieked with laughter, and Kiryu shook his head in disbelief.

"I'm gonna show you my passion... I'm gonna show you my fire..." He seemed to be going above and beyond a regular catwalk, adding off-key singing to the mix.

"Are you a model or an idol?" Kiryu asked.

"Both, aniki! I'm a triple threat! Singin', dancin', and killin' with good looks!" He turned to the kids. "Wanna join in?"

Izumi and Riona jumped at the chance, running to join him on his little stage. It took a moment of bravery, but Mitsuo followed. Never one to be upstaged, Taichi jumped in next, and soon all of them but Haruka were following Rikiya's makeshift choreography.

"I guess I'm never getting that laundry," Kiryu sighed, but he was smiling so openly Haruka couldn't take him seriously. "Not feeling like a supermodel, Haruka? Or dancer- whatever he thinks he's doing."

"Come on, Haruka-chan! Gotta show your oji-san what's what!" Rikiya called. "I'll have your heart inside of my hand-"

"'Cause I am the queen, oh queen of the passion!" Haruka jumped in, and Kiryu let out a genuine laugh, loud and strong.

It was just like Rikiya to turn a quiet night into one where everyone danced.

So of all the things wrong with his body- the bullet wounds, the blood, the empty eyes- the stillness was the worst part.

#sunday six #my writing #...sorry about that ending #rikiya shimabukuro #kiryu kazuma

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lixenn · 5 months ago

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OC numbers ask game

Since my inbox is empty it's obviously time to fill it up again, so I decided to do another ask game which is inspired by @karamell-sweetz oc ask thing that I've encountered in the wild.

Basically I have an excel sheet where all my KHR OCs are listed (because I'm neurotic and need it to keep track). My current OC count is 33 (there will be more I know so I will try to keep this post updated), this includes the usual guys I yap about, some folks I only mentioned maybe one snippet and others which are just vague blobs that I might have vaguely referenced once in a discord dm. There's variety!

So for the game just send me an ask with a number between 1 and 35 and I will give you one of the following:

drawing (which can be doodle or fully coloured art work this depends on my motivation and inspo)

headcanon

snippet (coulde be super short could be two pages, it once again depends on what my muse will give me)

the ramblings of a crazy person (will probably happen for the ones I never mentioned before OTL)

I'm limiting this to my OCs for the Housekeeping AU btw (though I don't have many other KHR OCs outside that story anyways lmao).

Thank you in advance to anyone who's willing to indulge me on this 🫡 Also I'm asking for patience once again because as you might have gathered I can take some time to answer ^^'

#ask game #oc numbers ask game #katekyo hitman reborn #khr #khr oc

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gretavanbrie · 1 year ago

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is part 2 going to be out any time soon?

Yes it is!! I’m working on finishing it right now but since I’ve decided to just make the last part be an extra long part two how I normally do, it’s taken a lot longer than I realized. I over explain unnecessary things and that leads to a lot of editing and revising and I want to make this as enjoyable as possible since it’s taken me so long. The holiday season at my job is always a bit tricky and I get unmotivated easily if I’m burned out so I apologize that it’s taken the new year to motivate me lmfaooo.

I also want part two to do part one justice since I see you guys liked it so much. I have a hard time thinking my work is actually good and i psych myself out. I don’t think there’s ever enough ifykwim lol

My goal is to have it done by Friday and posted on Saturday but with the rate I’m currently going at it might be finished by tonight and up tomorrow🫡

Take that as you please, thank you for the utmost patience I know it’s annoying having to wait so long. My apologies 🫶🏼

#gvf fic #josh kiszka #greta van fleet #gvf smut #jake kiszka angst #jake kiszka #greta van fleet imagine #gvf angst #greta van angst #jake kiszka fic #jake kiszka smut

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olivers-cocoapuffs · 2 years ago

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hey so....

#crisis of the day lmao

Ive been going out with the guy for a few months and I hadn't told my friends to respect his privacy and now there mad at me. Idk what to do I was trying to be nice. I actually love your content and love watching main character vibes unfold. Also any news on your friends cause im actually invested. Also I'm kinda a newbie to murders but I'm actually living for Starchaser fics. Have you ever thought about been an author cause you would be so good at it.

Hi!!

That’s not fair of them to be mad at you, if you were just trying to protect him. Give them a bit to cool down and try and explain that you not telling them had more to do with privacy and less because you don’t trust them?

No news on that I’m afraid. I haven’t talked to anyone involved since the other day 🫡

Starchaser 🫶🏼🫶🏼 they’re so silly I love them. I can’t read Wolfstar centric fics cause of jily, and no one else gets as many fics (boo) so they’re pretty much all I read.

I don’t really have the patience for that if I’m being honest 😭 I did want to be an author when I was younger, but now I’m just happy to write ff.

Thank you!! I’m just about to sit down and write some so wish me luck I suppose

Photos of my silly boy for good vibes ✨

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koocycle · 2 years ago

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That one ask about why over wine is so great>>>>>> I totally agree! This depiction of two imperfect people who suck at communicating has to be one of my favs yet. It's so bothersome when a male is acting so mid towards his s/o but he's portrayed as a "saint" for having the "patience" to "deal with" his woman. When in actuality he's being complacent and expecting the problem to solve itself if he brings flowers, and then his sweet little wife will go back to being happy being a trophy for him to show off. So, it's very refreshing to see this kind of portrayal. Sure, oc is a bit sassy and passive aggressive, but part of it is bc she feels the outcome wouldn't be in her favor if she were vulnerable. So, the only way to feel like she's won is to fight jk instead, to win against him instead of the problem, but we know that the "win" is only a win in the moment. And mind y'all that this is a woman who feels like she's lost her individuality. She doesn't have any purpose for herself to explore and put on effort towards. She can relax all day but take it from someone who knows, staying at home all day doing nothing gets so damn depressing. If it was a dude in her place, (trash) people would suddenly give a damn and preach about how unfair and frustrating that would be but they'll portrayed a woman with the same problems as unappreciative and snobby. The thing with jk is that each and every time he's like, "you don't have to lift a finger" but that doesn't mean oc doesn't want to. It's frustrating and stifling. When people are able to live comfortably, they will still work because we all need to keep our hands busy with things that we love. And in the end jk might be "trying" but you can't say you're attempting to fix things with all your might, when your solution to helping a deep wound between you two is just soothing it with expensive pain relief. It won't get rid of the wound, and while it may ease the pain in the beginning, it's only temporary, and oftentimes, when you take the same pain reliever for so long, it soon stops taking any effects and might even cause more harm than before. His luxury bags and dresses are nice, but the perks aren't really there anymore, it's overused and the pain still comes back. Without trying to mend things with anything of substance, those things he buys end up being useless. Can't patch up a marriage with duct tape bestie 🫡 He can't replace his absence with gifts and he can't take away boredom with luxury. And then my guy has the gall(is that right) to be jealous of other dudes who pay attention to her in public spaces. Jk! She needs u and she needs hobbies 😭😭😭

So basically, it's such an amazing work and you're so cool for it!! Idk if any of that made sense but oh well! I like the story and the depth that the characters have and you're amazing at writing 😘

thank you so much for taking your time to send this in 🥹 i appreciate you so much!!

very true when you say it’s sad to see that he thinks their problems will just vanish with the help of luxury gifts and a steady paycheck at the end of the month. while he gets praised for his work, she just gets to stand by his side like a trophy, yet shes lowkey treated as a nobody. almost like her attitude is some sort of defense mechanism!

and i love you so much for adressing the issue at hand, where you describe her as “someone who has lost her individuality”. i’m taking it from you and me both when you say it gets damn depressing to stay home every single day. there are people who can do it, and there are people who can’t. but models are very creative individuals! creative people need a space to let their creativity run free and often times when they don’t have the opportunity to, they can become very miserable! i mean, did you see the difference during the scene with taehyung? it was huge!! she definitely appreciates jungkook for everything he gives her, but she doesn’t need much of it at this point.

you’re the one who’s so cool for taking your time to send in your thoughts!! 🤍 really, you’re making my day here :( thank you ily

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2, 12, 27, 39 🫡

Thanks for the ask!!

2. I could!! I love writing on paper, and if my keyboard broke I don't think I'd be bothered by going back to traditional. Only thing is that then it exists outside of a password and anybody can read my silly little fanficfion 🫣

12. Three wishes? Hmmmm that's a hard question. I'm gonna say....

- I wish I could write whenever I choose and not procrastinate about it!

- I wish I could write an entire fic in one sitting* without wanting to abandon it/getting bored/getting distracted by a different idea before it gets finished!

- I wish I could siphon the words from my head straight onto the page! Sometimes I just don't have the patience for typing ahshahshs

27. Most stressful character has gotta be Jack Krauser. He is so interesting to me, but so very specific and particular in my mind that anything less than the perfect portrayal doesn't feel like what I want him to be!

39. You guys :) The fact that people want to see what I'm writing and care enough to comment about it!! If I hadn't become part of this community I'd still be sitting on a ton of unfinished ideas and I just appreciate so deeply all the people who read my fics and talk to me on tumblr <3

#ask game #<33 #writing

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This was why he wanted to engage in small talk in the first place. To get to know you and let you see that he was capable of being more than a quickie to satisfy your agenda. He could be the opposite of the other guys, especially the ones at the bar. They wouldn't have the patience or take the time to make it good for you. But Jake would make sure you learned what you needed to know, and you'd have a smile on your face the whole time. As he gripped the globe of your ass with one big hand, he was getting more and more certain that he'd be smiling right along with you.

Ohh he is wearing the biggest grin 😌

Your eager eyes were wide as you looked up at him and asked, "You want me to give you a blowjob?" He sure fucking did. He could already imagine the way you might hesitate before ultimately letting him guide you. His cock throbbed again as he thought about your excited but unpracticed moves. Shit. But truly, that's not what he'd been referring to.

It's probably taking him everything to hold back in that moment 🤭

Jake liked to think he was good at foreplay. Whether he actually wanted to know about it or not, his older sisters were never quiet when they used to talk about guys, and he'd picked up a few vital bits of sage advice. One of them was the simple fact that women would go absolutely wild for a guy who was willing to spend the time required to really get them going. Even better if it was obvious he was enjoying himself, too.

Thank you, Jake's loud older sisters🙏🏻🫡

Jake smiled against your shoulder, giving your hips a squeeze. "We're just getting started."

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Mr. Right Now Part 3 | Hangman x Reader

Summary: When Jake teaches you about foreplay, he also gives you a lesson in patience. Your body feels like it wants to rush through the motions, but he has a way of coaxing pleasure from you that you didn't realize any man was capable of.

Warnings: adult language, sexual touching, oral sex, fingering, 18+

Length: 4300 words

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female Reader

Why is Jake on my masterlist!? Mr. Right Now masterlist

Your words were echoing in Jake's thoughts.

"I want you to make me feel good."

"That's more like it, Darlin'," he crooned. "I'll take care of you."

Your lips were brushing his with every little movement and every breath you took. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been with someone so eager, and it was almost comical how unwilling you were to accept that fact. He smiled as your fingers grasped at the back of his neck while you rubbed your lace covered pussy all over the front of his jeans without much finesse.

Not that it was unappealing. Not at all.

Just as your hand found its way down his body, ready to dip back inside his pants, he started to guide you away from his kitchen counter and your abandoned wine glass full of ice water. "Alright, Darlin'. Time to see how much you've learned so far. What was lesson number one?"

You seemed to be in a bit of a daze as he walked you backwards out of the kitchen and through the living room. "Um... don't talk about another guy when I'm touching your cock?" you whispered, eyes glued to his face.

"Very good. Now it's time for lesson number two: foreplay," he told you as he walked you backwards out of the kitchen and through the living room. You were wearing your tight tank top, a black thong, and your Converse sneakers. Your nipples were hard against his abdomen, making you all too appealing in your innocence. "And if you like the way that progresses, we can head right into lesson number three: oral sex."

Your eager eyes were wide as you looked up at him and asked, "You want me to give you a blowjob?"

He sure fucking did. He could already imagine the way you might hesitate before ultimately letting him guide you. His cock throbbed again as he thought about your excited but unpracticed moves. Shit. But truly, that's not what he'd been referring to.

"Not exactly," he grunted, mouth already watering at the scent of your arousal. You swallowed hard, your brow puckering softly like you couldn't understand his words. "We'll get there soon enough. But first..."

So he got to work, but it didn't feel like work at all. Not when he had you pushed up against the wall in the hallway with his thick thigh wedged between yours. "Oh my god," you gasped, fingers tangled up in his hair. He let his lips meet yours before you finished speaking, and he kept them parted with his. One soft swipe of his tongue into your mouth, and you were rolling your hips against him.

You moaned softly as you broke the kiss, head tipped back against the wall. "Damn, you look cute," Jake grunted, and you made another soft sound as he examined your needy face. Then he licked a stripe along the side of your neck before kissing the same path and whispering, "You taste good, too. The other guys don't even know what they're missing."

"Jake." You were squeezing his thigh with your legs now as you clung to him, but he continued to casually sucked on your neck just above your collarbone. "Jake!"

"Feel good?" he asked, determined to make sure you were still enjoying yourself along the way before he kept going further. "Or you want me to stop?"

"Don't you dare stop," you practically shouted, ending on a soft whimper as he nudged at the strap of your flimsy little tank top with his nose. His fingers toyed with the lace thong along your hips as you gasped, "I'm... I'm really turned on."

Jake smiled against your shoulder, giving your hips a squeeze. "We're just getting started."

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Foreplay was awesome. Foreplay was your favorite thing in the whole world. You'd never experienced it before, but now that you were in the middle of it, you never wanted it to end. Your skin was slick with sweat, but so was Jake's as he worked his hands up inside your top. Your voice cracked when you said his name which just made his rough fingers knead into you a little harder. God, he was something else.

"Jake," you whispered, already feeling like you were on the verge of an orgasm. He still had all of his clothes on, but his right leg was in between both of yours, and it felt better than it did when you touched yourself. Then his hands started slowly guiding your top up, exposing first your belly and then your breasts, leaving you no time to feel self conscious. He tossed your shirt aside as you stood there before him.

"God damn it," he groaned, and his hands slid around to your butt, hoisting you further up his leg. The sensation of your pussy rubbing his jeans again had you panting and scrambling to get your arms around his neck as your breasts mashed against his chest.

He was carrying you further down the hallway with his big hands gripping the backs of your thighs, and you were sucking in shallow breaths as you managed to ask, "Are you going to fuck me now?"

"Jesus Christ," he grunted. "You know, you're pretty fucking good at dirty talk for a virgin, Darlin'."

You were still clinging to him as you looked around his bedroom. A king sized bed, modern furniture, huge windows, en suite bathroom, and a walk-in closet. He was an adult. Jake was a thirty year old man, and you'd never wanted anything in your life as much as you wanted him. "You didn't answer me," you whispered, your lips brushing his ear before he practically tossed you onto his bed. You squeaked as you sank into the soft, white bedding, making sure you kept your sneakers from touching any of it.

He was looking down at you, eyes raking from your face to your breasts and even lower as he touched himself through his jeans. Then he yanked his shirt over his head, and you gaped at his muscular chest and abs and shoulders. "I promised I'll make sure you come. But I don't need to fuck you to make that happen." He reached for your left ankle, circling it with one hand while he untied your shoelace. "These are cute, but they need to go." He tossed your shoe toward his closet, and soon the second one joined it.

Just when you propped yourself up on your elbows, he was on top of you, kissing your lips as you muttered his name. When his mouth trailed back down along your neck, he didn't stop. You gasped when his lightly stubbled cheek found your breast, but he kept going until your nipple was in between his lips, and you spread your legs wider to accommodate his body. You gave up, letting yourself sink onto your back as his big hand palmed and teased you while he tasted you seemingly everywhere.

Your mind was swimming as you tried to figure out how he was going to make you come, but a few seconds later, you were convinced his tongue swirling around your nipples could be enough. You knew you were making needy little noises, but you felt yourself clenching around nothing, and you were still wearing your thong. Your soaking wet thong.

"Oh!" you gasped when Jake plucked at your nipple with his lips before looking up at you while he stroked your side lazily. He kept his eyes on you as he kissed at the underside of your breast, and you just gaped in response.

"If you were anybody else," he mused, "sure, I'd fuck you right now." Your body felt impossibly warm as his pretty green eyes seemed to darken. "But you have a lot to learn about." His hand trailed down your side, over your belly and to the tiny bit of lace covering you from being completely naked in his bed.

"Tell me what I need to learn," you whispered, and Jake slid back off the bed, pulling you to the very edge with him. He knelt on the floor, pushing your thighs apart and planting your feet on the bed. You almost screamed his name when he leaned in and kissed you through your underwear, and something like possessiveness flashed in his eyes.

"It's always about you, Darlin'," he drawled. "That's what you need to know. It's not about me. It's never about the guy. It's about you."

"What do you mean?" you panted as he reached for the lace at your hips and started to pull it down. You had to lift your butt up from the edge of the bed and raise your legs up in the air, but your damp thong was soon on the bed next to you.

Jake grunted, planting your feet in place again as you spread out completely naked for him. When he kissed your bare pussy, you bucked up off of his bed and grabbed at the duvet, trying to squeeze your legs together. His big shoulders were in the way, and his finger was running up and down your slit as he said, "It's always about you. I'm gonna come no matter what. Any guy would if you treated him to your body. So you make sure you get what you deserve before he indulges to the point of no return."

And then his mouth was all over your pussy, and it was better than anything you'd ever felt in your life. "Oh my god." It was like the breath was knocked from your lungs as he licked up and down and back up to your clit. It was as if your body was trying to fight you as you pushed yourself up onto your elbows to watch what he was doing, and you just stared at him, mouth agape. It looked fucking hot as his glistening lips pressed against your clit before he started sucking gently, and you were already so close embarrassingly to an orgasm.

"You don't have to do this," you blurted out way too loud as Jake met your gaze. "Guys don't like doing this?" It sounded more like a question as you watched him drag his tongue in a slow circle around your clit before kissing you there. His pupils were huge, and now you were confused, because it definitely looked like he was enjoying himself as his fingers dug into your thighs.

"Men love this." His words and the way he dragged his nose through your slick pussy left you with your mouth hanging open. "But if you're not enjoying yourself, all you need to do is say so."

Your voice shook as he sucked gently on your clit once again. "I'm definitely enjoying myself."

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You were soaking wet, your arousal slick as Jake ran his tongue along your slit. You tasted sweet and tangy, and you smelled so good, he had to bury his nose in you over and over. Just a perfect pussy. Technically you'd never been fucked by a guy before, but maybe someone else already got to taste how exquisite this was? He had to know.

He released your clit and kissed his way up your belly, watching your chest heave with every breath you took as you tried to rub against him for more friction. "Anyone ever get you off with their mouth before, Darlin'?"

Your eyes were wide, and your stuttered response was music to his ears. "N-No."

"Nobody has ever tasted you like this?" he asked softly, as you touched his hair almost reverently.

"Never."

How was he supposed to do anything else at the moment besides guarantee that he was not only your first, but your best. Guarantee that you thought about him anytime any other man touched you here. He never wanted you to be disappointed, ever, but he needed to know you'd think about his mouth when someone else just couldn't seem to get the job done like he could.

If you thought guys didn't like eating pussy, then you must have heard that shit from some college jackasses who had no idea how fucking good it felt to lap up after an orgasm. They were the type to chase their own pleasure instead of finding out how much better it felt to cum after watching your partner fall apart at your touch. They didn't deserve to get to have you, and now he was rejoicing in the fact that he didn't let you go prancing around campus in your little leather skirt after all.

Your hands were wound up tight in his bedding, and your back was arched off of his bed as you keened and gasped his name. You couldn't seem to get control of your own body, but he didn't care. He was rock hard, enjoying every moment of this. He kissed the inside of your thigh to give you a break, and sure enough, you eased your ass back down onto the bed. But as soon as he ran his tongue back from your hole to your clit, your body jerked up again.

"Come here," he crooned, wrapping his hands around your waist, holding you gently in place. "God, you're eager for this. You ready for me to make you come?"

"Yes," you gasped as he held you down and licked his way through your pussy, each stroke more intentional than the last. Each press of his lips to your clit a little bit rougher. And you got louder again for him as he brought you to the edge. Your voice was hoarse as he sucked on your clit, your hips rolling gently in his grasp. "Oh my god, oh my god!" Your feet were digging into the edge of his bed, but he didn't let up until your legs were shaking. Then you reached the peak, and Jake couldn't remember ever enjoying himself this much.

He was never going to forget the pitch of your voice as you cried out and came all over his tongue. He lapped up every last bit of you as you panted on his bed, arms limp at your sides. He ran his nose along your thigh, and when he stood, he looked down at the little grin on your face as your eyes fluttered open.

"Did you have fun?" he asked, and you turned your head to the side in embarrassment as you closed your legs, but you were still smiling.

"Yes," you whispered as he eased himself onto the bed next to you, and you met his eyes. "I can't believe you did that without... you know...."

He ran his thumb along your lip as he lounged on his side in his jeans. "You gonna finish that sentence?" When you shook your head and laughed he said, "Come on, Darlin'. Enlighten me."

You squirmed a bit and sighed as you whispered, "You didn't... penetrate me... at all."

Somehow those words had him wrapping his arm around you and pulling you flush against him on your side. When he kissed you softly, you gasped and tentatively licked his lip. You pulled away, eyes wide before going in for a more aggressive kiss, and Jake groaned as you tasted his mouth. "Oh," he grunted. "You like the way you taste?"

You whimpered into his mouth as you swiped his tongue with yours, and Jake let you taste yourself on him to your heart's content. The only issue he had was the way you kept nudging his erection with your leg, and holy shit, he was starting to get blue balls. He carefully guided your leg over his hip as you licked your way along his cheek with your fingers in his hair. If you were enjoying yourself this much, then he was ready to give you more.

His voice was barely a whisper as you kissed his nose. "You wanna feel a little penetration?" When you pulled your face away from him a few inches and nodded, he said, "Lesson four. My hand."

When he reached between his body and yours and cupped your pussy, your eyes fluttered closed. He kissed your pretty face as he teased your hole until you were grabbing the back of his neck and whining, "Please, Jake!"

He gave you anything you wanted. First one finger and then two. And then his thumb on your clit when you begged for that. Your hips were moving in time with his hand, and it was evident that you were still worked up from your first orgasm. "I want you to think about me," he growled as you started to clench around his fingers. "When you touch yourself, but especially when someone else isn't quite good enough. You think of me."

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Jake was pumping two fingers inside you and easing you onto your back, and you'd be shocked if you could ever think of anything other than his soft hair and green eyes ever again. You started kissing him, pulling him closer with one hand one his neck and one on his cheek as he finger fucked you. Your body felt wrung out from your first orgasm, but he had you right there again already.

You shivered as you tasted his tongue, the feel of his sure and steady thumb on your clit making you unable to control yourself. You could feel how hard his cock was, pressed to your leg through his jeans, and you wanted to figure out how to give him a handjob or a blowjob, just like he'd done for you. If he let you try, you'd make sure you did your best, because he was about to make you come again.

"Jake," you gasped, your teeth grazing his lip as you held him close. But he pulled away enough that he could watch you with a little smirk as you looked up at him and started whining. It felt that good, the way his fingers pumped and the way his thumb circled your slick clit. You were riding his hand as you felt yourself clench around his thick fingers, and then it was all over. You saw stars. You heard a high pitched sound in your ears. You were babbling incoherently. You were coming so hard.

Jake's lips were on your breasts, your skin slick with sweat and saliva as the cool air in his bedroom hit you there, and you almost wanted to scoot away from him as you started to feel overstimulated, but he seemed to know it was time to pull his hand from between your thighs. His fingers were glistening, but you caught his wrist before he could wipe them on his jeans.

"Damn," he crooned as you guided his hand to your mouth. "You're the filthiest virgin I've ever met."

You laughed as you let his fingers slip between your lips, and you cleaned your taste off of him with your tongue. Jake's green eyes were wide, and as soon as you let his hand slip away, his tongue was swiping yours like he wanted another taste for himself. Even though he'd had his face buried in your pussy not too long ago. You kissed him and let his hand roam your chest and up to your neck, and just when you felt him grind his cock against your belly, you couldn't hold back your enormous yawn.

"I'm sorry," you muttered, trying your best to cover your mouth with your hand as a second yawn started up. "You wore me out."

"Don't apologize for that, Darlin'," Jake drawled, and he collected you in his arms and helped you stand up on shaky legs. "Let's get you cleaned up."

He held your hand and led you into his bathroom. You glanced around the tidy space at the fancy shower and the double sink vanity while he dug around in a drawer. The room was masculine and smelled good, just like he did. And you kind of liked the way he casually kissed your cheek as he handed you a green toothbrush that reminded you of his eyes. "Here's a clean washcloth, toothpaste and face wash. Let me know if you need anything else."

When he started to walk away, you said, "Wait." He turned back, green eyes on you as you asked, "You want me to stay?"

Jake shrugged and said, "Only if you want to. You've still got a lot to learn. Or I can drive you home instead."

His eyes looked a little guarded now, waiting for your response. "I'll stay," you whispered, and he nodded with a little smile.

You yawned again as he exited the room and pulled the door closed softly behind him, and when you looked in the mirror, you did a double take. It wasn't that you looked different exactly, but maybe you did. Jake hadn't even fucked you, but perhaps you looked a little older now. You laughed, knowing you were full of nonsense as you brushed your teeth. Then you washed your face and used the toilet, biting your lip at the way your body felt kind of sore after two delicious orgasms.

When you walked out of the bathroom, Jake was pulling the duvet back, wearing just a pair of boxer briefs. His cock was still hard, and you desperately wanted to show him some appreciation, but you couldn't stop yawning.

"Climb in, Darlin'." You were about to stay the night with a thirty year old man you just met a few hours ago, but you didn't feel apprehensive at all. Even though his mouth had been all over your body, and he knew what you sounded like when he made you come.

You ducked your head as you climbed under the covers, and Jake surprised you by leaning down and kissing your forehead. When he stood up again, you started to scoot over, but he turned toward the bathroom. "Are you coming back?" you asked softly.

Jake nodded and said, "Yeah, I just need a minute." His voice was strained, and as he turned off the lamp next to his bed, your gaze drifted to one of the huge windows and the stars in the late night sky.

"Can you hear the ocean from your room?" you asked with another yawn as your eyes closed.

"Sure can," he replied with a chuckle. You heard him slide the window open and felt the cool breeze on your face. Almost immediately, you dozed off to the sound of the ocean and the feel of Jake's fingers on your cheek.

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Jake had to be out of his mind for inviting you to stay over, but the last thing on his mind was booting you out like a random tag chaser. And besides, he wanted to spend more time with you. There was something about you that he really liked. You were a smartass, and you were funny. And your body was sweet and sensitive, and as a result of all of those things, he had a problem he needed to take care of.

He watched you curl up in his bed with a smile on your face as you listened to the sounds of the ocean, and then he rushed into the bathroom. With less finesse than he showed you, Jake yanked his underwear down and wrapped his hand around his cock. He was aching with need, your taste still on his tongue as he jerked off. You were in his bed. His room smelled like your arousal. "Shit," he grunted, stroking himself quickly.

When you asked if he wanted you to give him a blowjob, he should have said yes. The idea of you on your knees for him, practically oozing sweet innocence with your lips parted in invitation was too much. But he wanted to spend hours working you up, fucking you until you screamed his name. He wanted to teach you so many things and be the first one to do all of them. He'd already taken you to the brink of overstimulation and exhausted your body, and now he just wanted to do it all over again.

As soon as he pulled up the memory of your hand wrapped around his cock in the kitchen, Jake came. Hard. He was panting your name, a sheen of sweat on his forehead as he leaned against the wall. Exhausted and finally sated, he yawned before he cleaned himself up and brushed his teeth. When he walked back out into his bedroom and found you snuggled up in the middle of his massive bed, he slipped in next to you.

"Jake," you moaned softly, rolling to face him and wrapping your arm across his chest. He held you close as he listened to the sound of the ocean in the darkness, and then he was asleep too.

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I think she probably needs a few more lessons.... I'm going to let her have a few more lessons. What would you want Jake to take the time to teach you? Thanks @beyondthesefourwalls

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