#they need service

[service4cops]

Oh yeah, they know . . . exactly where I'm gonna slide my tongue, and where they're gonna dump the fat loads they've been brewing in their balls all week.

[cottonballpuppy]

I wanna be a fidget toy for a dom, maybe they’re watching a movie and they get a little bored, so they push me over their lap and just start playing with my puppy parts, still staring at the tv, not caring about my pleasure at all, they just need their hands to be busy :3

[schizoaffectively]

You are well within your right to be angry about the help you didn't get and should have gotten.

You are well within your right to be angry about having your needs neglected.

You are well within your right to be angry.

[3amfanfiction]

You call husband!price from the nail salon. Your toes were already done and you had just moved over to the tables to start on your nails.

I’m starving, can you bring me something to eat? You ask in a pretty voice, pouring on the sweetness as if he could ever say no to you.

Within 10 minutes he’s walking into the salon, food and drink in hand. You smile as he looks around the open room, searching for you with a stern look on his face. His mouth is a harsh line under his mustache and his eyebrows are furrowed into a slight frown of concentration.

That look breaks into a warm smile as he locks eyes with you across the room. His face softens as he gazes at you, your hands outstretched while your nails were being worked on. He takes steady steps towards you, moving through the bustle of customers and technicians with confidence.

Love. John greets with a kiss, bending down to press his lips to yours.

He sits in the open chair beside you before pulling items out of the bag he brought with him

Within moments you were happily munching away, pausing every so often as John brings your drink up to your face, holding the straw steady for you before dipping another chicken nugget in sauce and bringing it to your mouth. His palm cupped underneath to stop any splatters from dripping while you sit there looking pretty for him, getting your nails done 💅

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[morganbritton132]

Eddie’s live-streaming from bed because he was cursed by god to never sleep and he has strong opinions about things. He stops abruptly when an arm cuts in front of his face. Steve gets closer to him, blinking in that way when you’re only kinda awake. He clumsily opens the drawer in Eddie’s nightstand and curls his hand around his car keys.

Eddie grabs Steve’s hand when he retracts it: What’s up?

Steve, talking in his sleep: I gotta go…. To the bar.

Eddie: For a drink?

Steve: Forgot Oz.

Eddie, snorts in an attempt not to laugh:

Steve, frowning: Not funny….He doesn’t have any money. He can’t get Uber.

Steve: They’re gonna make him wash dishes.

Eddie:

Steve: He doesn’t have thumbs.

Eddie, pushing down the urge to laugh in his face: Alright, Stevie. why don’t I go get him? That sound good? You go back to bed.

Steve:

Steve: Kay.

Ozzy, at the bottom of the bed: ?

[yanderemommabean]

Puppy service top yandere. They just want to be good for you, make you happy, do anything you ask. They can’t stop themselves though when they’re deep inside of you, chanting out “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry” as they fuck into you and push themselves as deep as they can get as they breed you.

They beg for forgiveness but even in the aftershocks covered in sweat, their hips start to move again, they press their face into your shoulder and blubber out apology after apology because they genuinely can’t help themselves, you feel too good!

It’s why it’s time for training, and they just happily put on the muzzle and the leash if it means they can be your good little pet

-Mommabean

[archdevilsupreme]

starring in Ice Nine Kills' "A Work Of Art"

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

Wacky relationship dynamics that I love:

Edit to add:

Alchemy of Souls, Doom at Your Service, Extraordinary You, Moon in the Day, Marry My Husband, Guardian: The Lonely and Great God, Oh My Ghost, W: Two Worlds, Lovely Runner, The Judge from Hell

[jeanmoreaux]

nature is healing now that nora reminded everyone that neil is a actually a fierce, menacing little creature and not some helpless tiny soft boy

[inchidentalmeowmeow]

I say let the drivers all start cursing in solidarity. What the hell even is this sport.

FREE HIM

[xxplastic-cubexx]

this dang helmet gonna be the death of me

[starryeyesmasc]

fuck it. thinking about a girl riding my strap when she figures out how desperate I am to cum just from fucking her.

her hips rock again and she stretches, slick and glistening, around the head of the strap. I whine as I watch her sink down fully, but I can’t move to touch her how I’d like. my hands are neatly tied to the headboard, courtesy of the girl on my lap right now. she laughs at the painfully turned on expression on my face.

“awww. what’s up, darling?” she coos, sighing as she works herself slowly up and down the length of silicone. “am I teasin’ you? is someone getting a little flustered down there?”

any answer I might’ve been able to give fizzles out when she props a hand on my chest to pick up her pace. I drop my head back against the duvet and groan as the orgasm I’d been rapidly nearing comes steaming back. we’ve been at this for at least an hour, and she’s already cum at least three times. all without letting me cum once. I’m struck wordless, desperate, by the sheer weight of my desire for her. so when she begins to lift again I shake my head and whine.

“no, please. please please please.”

she grins and shunts her hips back down fully, completely swallowing up the ruined strap. it’s the visual of her cum from two orgasms ago smearing into my boxers that makes me arch and jolt.

“fuck—oh fuck, I can’t—m’gonna—fuck—”

for one blessed moment, I think she’s going to finally let me cum. then she laughs again and I feel her teeth nip against my neck. “so fuckin’ eager to please, aren’t you? are you actually gonna cum just from this?”

something snaps above me. I don’t need to look up to know I broke the headboard; I felt the tension holding my hands loosen. but before I can move to touch her, a nimble hand pins my wrists above my head.

“ah-ah. no, darling. you look so good and pretty right now. I’m not done usin’ you yet. you just stay still and let me—oh, awww. are you crying? need to cum that badly, do you? fuck, babe. you’re so, so desperate to be good for me, aren’t you?”

I nod instantly; squirming against the euphoric precipice she had me balanced on.

“please,” I sob. “please, fuck, please.”

“well go on then.” she rolls her hips and the sound makes me moan. “be my good desperate slut. cum for me.”

there’s something missing, and she knows it too. she’s just waiting to drag the answer free and I’m too whiny to hold out. her smirk turns wicked and she gives my hands a little shove into the bed.

“but that’s right. you can’t, can you? you need to watch me fuck myself on you again, babe?”

even as she says it, her hips slide back into motion. up, down, languid, just how I like. I’m a horse in the gates, a pulse in the veins, raring to go. all I need is one last push. she pauses when she sinks to the bottom to roll her swollen clit under her fingertips and her head tilts back as her eyebrows furrow.

“mhmm. fuck, you fill me up so fucking much. I could sit right here for hours. c’mon, babe. I know I nearly have you. close those pretty eyes and give me what I want.” she starts into motion again, and this time it’s rough. chasing release. her hips slamming down into mine with slick, wet sounds. she lowers her mouth to my straining neck. “fucking give it to me. cum for me. cum for me.”

her words push me to breaking point, but it’s her low moan in my ear and the resulting wetness dripping into my boxers that sets me off like it always does. I finally hit that sunlit peak and I arch into the golden heat of it as everything in my body freezes in adoration of her. offering up my orgasm to the goddess above me. she can take it, I have no need for it. it’s all for her, every ounce of me. I come down from it slowly, twitching as I pant and whine underneath her. a hand slips over my cheek and her careful thumb strokes my cheekbone.

“there. hey, shhh. there we go. so good. oh, you just couldn’t hold on, could you? my poor girl. yeah, I got you. I’ve got you.”

I squirm again, trying to steal another orgasm while I’m still hazy from the first, but she tightens her grip and holds me steady.

“ah. where’re you goin’? that’s just one. I told you, I’m not done with you yet. I wanna see exactly how much I can make you cum without even touching you.”

[onlyhereforangst]

no we shouldn't do that ⇢ i'm sure we can think of something

[ionomycin]

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[bonksoundeffect]

Yo it's Lee with the good tea

[chilfucked]