#thirst game

[nanamiscocksleeve]

Snowflake emoji checking back in, can I have a 6 for Zayne instead if 4 is full?

Hey there snowflake anon! How are ya? Yes, 6 was still available.

"Santa isn’t the only one coming to town."

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Zayne raises your hips as he aligns himself with your slippery opening. Your folds glisten with slick from your recent orgasm as he glides in effortlessly, filling your pussy in a satisfying way. You moan as you bear weight on your hands and knees, shivering as Zayne presses kisses between your shoulder blades as he bottoms out.

"Looks like Santa isn't the only one coming to town," he teases at the obvious lack of resistance and you blush, burying your face into the pillow.

"Zayne! Don't talk like that!" you squeak, only to be met with a deep chuckle as he leans over you, his warm chest covering your back as he starts to thrust. His hips rock against the roundness of your ass, a wet squelching noise filling the room as he sets up his rhythm.

"Don't act like you're embarrassed. Look at how you react to me." He pushes in deeper and you feel his engorged tip kiss your cervix and it makes you moan, the walls of your slick channel squeezing him like a velvety glove.

"When your body is reacting so positively to mine...I don't think it's worth being shy." He nips your ear, trailing wet kisses down the column of your neck.

He sets up a deliciously pleasant pace that has your head buzzing with increasing need, wantonly spreading your legs further apart to take more of him with each movement. His hand reaches between you to softly stroke your clit and your breatch catches in your throat.

The combined stimulation has you straining towards the edge in desire, panting, trying to milk his cock for all it was worth. Zayne hisses, his cock now sensitive to all the little spasms he feels from your pussy as he drives you over the edge.

You cry out weakly as the orgasm rushes through your body, and repetitive spasms of your pussy felt in amazing clarity on his hot flesh and it triggers his own orgasm. He lets out a guttural groan, spilling himself into you as ecstasy floods his veins.

"Looks Santa has himself a party of 3 now." You tease him as he lies on the bed spent. He smirks.

"Don't get smart with me now.'

[elainiisms]

all the people sympathising with snow and saying they can't hate him anymore after watching tbosas... y'all let awful white men get away with ANYTHING as long as you find them attractive and it SHOWS

[t-hirstreview]

[0l-unreliable]

sketchbook page 169 arrived while I was thinkin about bunny Andrew, so here's an easter WIP i hope to finish

😉🐰 finished version

[iliadeleart]

Eris ~ Apple of my eye, sweet as bitter Strife 🍎 🐍

(WIP/sketch)

[foxesscramble]

kevin definitely posts thirst traps on his social media and wymack for sure has him blocked on all social media platforms because he does NOT need to see that from his kid

[kallypsos]

NADJA OF ANTIPAXOS in WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS 1.09

[tteokdoroki]

hello beloved aali, for your prompt game i am humbly asking for— ❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜ —with best boi kirishima eijirou <3 whatever kink you think fits best :P i hope u are well ! kissing u ! 😽💞

☆༉ — EIJIROU KIRISHIMA: 0-800-HOT GUY-HOTLINE.

line. ❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜

extension. marking kink + fem!reader + nsfw.

things to note. thank u sainty baby!! hope u enjoy hehe

when he faces the world, kirishima is kind and gentle. he’s a favoured amongst all for his bright ruby eyes and friendly smile. 

but when you’re alone in your bedroom, he transforms into a completely different person — he can be rough, and mean and everything you need to get off.

“that’s it baby, lift your leg for me,” kirishima coos down to you condescendingly, the pads of his fingers sinking so deep into your fleshy thigh that it might bruise. it’s one of his favourite things, seeing all the places he’s left his claim on you the morning after — just the sight of every scratch or bump and bruise sends blood rushing straight to his drippy cock and love hormones to his brain. 

when eijirou gets like this — you can barely even think about the flash of pain shooting through you as he hoists your leg up high on his shoulder, overwhelming you with the feeling of how much deeper he can get at this ankle. his head shifts to the left, condescending smirk spreading across his lips and revealing pretty rows of sharpened pearly whites. “you like it like that, don’t you baby?” 

he presses a kiss to your calf, nipping it with his teeth and smirking when your buck upwards in response. 

your brain literally lags, barely able to handle the size of kirishima has he hangs over you — pressing you into the sheets as his heavy cock stretches you open. he pushes on despite the resistance of your tiny, weeping little hole. the public wouldn’t believe you if you their beloved red riot got like this, panting like a dog in heat, a drooling mess over you whenever he got the chance to fuck you. the sight is a picture of scandal, your cream foaming a tight ring around the base of his shaft, smearing about the place every time the red head plunges into your welcoming heat. 

“oh, baby… listen to you, so fuckin’ soaked for me, oh god?” eijirou simpers lowly, a growl brewing within his broad chest at the feeling of you tightening around him. his dick slots perfectly against your squelching walls, and the crude and lewd sound of your sexes smacking together makes him so dizzy that his head drops to your neck weakly. 

“uhuh, all f’you,” you manage to gasp out from underneath him — trapped between kirishima’s bulking body as he pounds into you and the sweaty sheets that stick to your back, tainted with both of your arousals. 

the way you sound so breathless drives eijirou insane, you’ve got him losing his cool and losing himself in you — brutally swinging his hips into you without giving your swollen, salacious cunt a second thought. “god, fuck— c’mere baby, c’mere,” he seethes meanly as if you’re not already impossibly close. a weighty hand snakes around your neck, a thumb resting on your subtle Adam’s apple as kirishima pulls your throat up to his hungry mouth. “gonna mark this pretty fuckin’ throat up, needa— holy shit!”

he cuts himself off, your ribbed walls fluttering around his monstrous dick, suffocating him inside of you. instead of rambling on with slurred speech— kirishima pacifies himself by sucking on your neck, his teeth scraping your supple skin, sinking into it to leave his mark. his groans change to sweet, high pitched moans and pleasure smooths over his frenzied brain. 

he doesn’t care now, that his teeth are sharp and pointed — he only cares for the way you wail in surprise as he leaves dark hues up and down your shoulders and neck. it’s his mark of possession, that you’re his and only his. eijirou’s hot tongue soothes the blistering love bites that he leaves on you while his arm wraps around the back of your head to keep you caged in beneath him. 

“you're mine,” the red head growls between panting in pockets, lungs heaving in sync with yours — chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis. “you've always been mine.” he reaffirms, sucking just under your ear too. mostly anywhere he can get access to. “love seeing you covered in me, no one else can have you like this. right, baby?”

you’d reply if you could, but you’re too busy choking on your pitiful groans that tell him you’re close to cumming. your nails scale their way down the muscles of his back — marking eijirou up in your own way too. letting him know he’s just as much yours, as you are his.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[deepseasecret]

Got into Street Fighter in the last few months (and old woman yuri)

[stormesandshowersparttwo]

Which thirst trap do you think you would send to your fiancé if you were chatting him up on Grindr for the first time?

this ask feels like an excuse for y'all to get thirst traps 🤔 which I'm happy to oblige since I'm a whore. though of course the really juicy ones I won't be able to post here (not to be all "I lure them in with my dick" but I do)

[bunnithechubs]

Round 1 - Aarav Sundaram

Meet the sweetest guy who just wants to make your favorite meal- Aarav Sundaram. An aspiring chef with a massive heart and just wants to make it in the culinary world. Since it was the weekend there wasn't much on Aarav's schedule other than cook and clean. He called up his good friend Raj to catch up but then got an unexpected visit from his neighbor/plug Alisha. She brought his weekly order and this time actually stayed behind a bit to test the quality with him. One thing lead to another and the two of them decided to hook up. Which is a terrible idea because Aarav thinks she's the one and Alisha was just really horny and high ;-; She did agree to spend the night mainly because Aarav practically begged her too. He's pretty so she it wasn't too bad of a deal. (this was supposed to be queued but oh well!)

[nanamiscocksleeve]

Hello! For the Holiday Thirsty Weekends, may I request Choso for a "Not so Silent Night"? 😏

Hello is this your first time here? Welcome!

"Let’s make this a not-so-silent night."

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Choso is gritting his teeth trying his hardest not to moan pathetically as you sink his needy cock into your pussy. Your tits sway with your motions as your ride and you can see him on the verge of losing control. You try not to giggle as you watch him struggle.

Was it really your fault he looked so damn good hanging Christmas ornaments on the tree when you had come back from work? He had given you the sweetest smile as he hung a Rudolph ornament on one of the branches. It had triggered something in you and before you could stop yourself you had dragged him into the bedroom.

"Let’s make this a not-so-silent night hmm?" You now purr as you pick up your movements, sliding faster along his cock. A strangled gasp leaves his throat.

"Please...I won't last like this..." he whimpers, gazing at you with those sweet eyes and it makes you want to sink your teeth into his neck. He looked like a delectable treat, quivering under you.

"It's ok baby," you coo as you roll your hips, observing the way the sweat beads on his forehead. "I want to make you feel good. So be a good boy and cum for me please."

You start to bounce with renewed enthusiasm on his cock, taking him as far inside as you can, grinning as Choso finally loses control and lets out a loud whine ripe with need. His hands hold onto you as you ride, your combined juices pooling at the base of his cock as you push him to the edge.

"So good...cumming...wanna cum...please..." Choso pants in a keening voice, then a crunchy groan leaves him as his tightening balls finally release their load. His cock twitches inside you as he moans his release, painting your walls white with his seed.

[love-daesy]

Strong fingers wander around back, fingertips kissing your skin and leaving warmth on the places they’ve touched - stopping at the small of your back eventually, running little circles around it until that stops too. Only to press you closer to him, to his chest that vibrates with his deep, content purring that he couldn’t seem to stop since yesterday.

Warm breath fans against the top of your head, his nose nudges your temple and now you feel warmth against your cheek. His tail trails up and down the leg that is wrapped around his hip. Warmth blooms in your chest when a whispered good morning yawntisup reaches your ears and his nose now nudges your own. His eyes are half lidded when you finally open your own and the smile he allows you to see might be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever come to witness. It resembles the way the flora starts to light up when it’s past eclipse and the moonlight shines on all living being. It is natural, meant to be like that and so so gorgeous.

His large hand that once pressed you closer comes up to cradle your cheek that isn’t lying on the ground. It is now that you realize that you are still one, still connected in a way only the Na’vi know and it is so overwhelming. You feel everything - from the way his heart starts beating faster when your own tail comes up to leave featherlight touches on his thigh (only to wrap around it), to the way his bioluminescence freckles start flickering in an unknown pattern when you smile up at him. You feel all of him, all the love he has for you - love so strong that it really does threaten to overwhelm you - only for him to start purring louder, trying to ease your nerves by taking some of those thoughts away through the bond. God, he’s so perfect, I don’t deserve hi-

“You deserve everything you have and even more ma’yawntu.” And then he gives you that smile again and you know that he’s right. After everything you’ve been through, after everything he’s been through. All the things the human have done to your family and his own. You know that you deserve this, just as much as he does. And by the way his eyes shine with a few unshed tears, you realize you don’t have to voice those thoughts because he knows. Because of course he knows. And he feels the same way.

You really can feel everything through the bond.

“Hey guys! Ehm.. I know we promised not to bother you on your little night out unless there is, ehm.. an unannounced emergency. Not that any emergency is ever announced! That would break the whole emergency thing! Heh.. Ehm.. Anyways, there has been an unusual amount of RDA activity near the horseshoe mountain station. It would be gre-“

So’lek grumbles and closes his eyes, hand that once held your cheek now wandering down to grip your waist. You feel a sliver of annoyance through the bond and you try to take away some of it by pushing content, happy thoughts through it. Your own hand comes up to his cheek now, thumb touching the soft skin under his eyes - only for him to open them again, head moving a little to the side so he could press a lingering kiss on your wrist.

“We should get up now.”

He locks eyes with you.

“Yes, we should.”

After a few seconds of comfortable silence (priya ended her call several seconds ago, not that either of you noticed) spent looking into his beautiful yellow eyes, So’lek closes the gap between you two to press his soft lips against your own. It starts off as a small, innocent little kiss but then his teeth start nibbling on your bottom lip, tongue gently slighting over the bitten places only to be asking for entrance which you allow him way too easily. You let out a soft moan when his tongue enters your mouth to touch your own and the low grunt he lets out in response sends tingles down your spine.

Though it ends as quickly as it started.

“Let’s go.”, he says, giving you one last peck on your slightly swollen lips, glistening with spit. He closes his eyes as he gently disconnects your kurus, shuddering at the fact that you’re not feeling him - not in the way you could a few minutes ago. He is still in the back of your mind, like a shimmer in the darkness - he’s still there, but it’s not as overwhelming as before.

You try to recollect your thoughts he really did just leave you wanting more.

But the smirk he gives you over his shoulder while putting on his armor shows you that you are indeed not done yet and that this will be continued later.

You cannot wait for it and by the slight fullness of his tweng it seems like he can’t either.

[sainz100]

2024 Abu Dhabi GP

[heylittleriotact]

Oh no but like what if my Rook, having been abandoned in a catacomb and found by undead and raised in the necropolis as part of the Mourn Watch and then essentially indefinitely exiled from the only place she’s ever known and called home is deeply traumatized and betrayed by this and is really struggling with herself and her place in the world and really just feels like she doesn’t belong anywhere or deserve a family or love or acceptance but then EMMRICH?

[thebibliosphere]

I really enjoy just running around Gotham as Nightwing. You'll just be backflipping your way across some buildings, knocking some skulls together, and making god-awful puns as you gently throttle someone into unconsciousness, and some guy down on the street will look up and shout, "Hey! It's Nightwing! He's cute!"

And all I can think of is: