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fang-wife · 1 year ago
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wow what a pretty boy...he would look beautiful writhing in pain and crying in agony
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caitlynbuceta · 2 months ago
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MY LORD AND SAVIOR BEAUTIFUL TWINK MALEWIFE
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rafesveryrealgf · 1 year ago
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thinking about how i just knooooww rafe doesn’t give a single fuck if people can hear you two banging in his room. it’s the evening and sarah and the pogues all just got back inside from swimming. they’re hot and tired and decide to hang in the living room until they’re cooled off. meanwhile you’re upstairs in rafe’s room, in missionary with your leg thrown over his shoulder and he’s going crazyyy. you actually have respect for the people downstairs so you’re trying to stay quiet (and failing) but honestly, the headboard hitting the wall continuously is proof enough that you’re fucking. rafe is just so uncaring and selfish about it tho. he’s going so hard you’re almost convinced he likes that other people can hear you. sarah is fed up with it (obviously not her first time hearing you guys) so she goes to knock on rafes door. he ignores the first couple of knocks, still thrusting inside of you because he’s determined to make you come. but you can’t even orgasm now knowing there’s people listening. you tell rafe that. rafe can’t have that. so he stops fucking you, throws on some boxers and open his door to find a very annoyed sarah standing there. “everyone can hear you two, you know?” she eventually says and rafe is standing there like…tell me something i don’t already know? your face is hot from embarrassment. rafe finally just says “ok..?” to her. like, now what? and sarah just rolls her eyes and scoffs, eventually stomping away out of defeat. rafe shuts his door and removes his boxers once again. he gets back on the bed and lines himself up with your entrance again. “we have to be quiet, rafe.” you tell him. and he just gives you that cocky little smirk in return. “no, you have to be quiet.” is all he says while sliding his tip between your slit.
soon he’s thrusting into you again like he’d never stopped and like before, you’re trying to suppress your moans and failing miserably
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willofred · 8 months ago
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literally the funniest part abt the perfect court is the height dynamic cause u would think between Jean, Kevin, and Neil that it’s Neil and his scary dogs but it is Neil, the scary dog, and his two trauma bonded ride alongs
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misha-69innit · 2 months ago
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fuck him on the floor until he gets rug burns on his forehead and chin much like Jensen Ackles while filming CW's Supernatural season 8
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tastehersole · 3 months ago
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Big Ghetto Booty 🍆💦😈
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emchante · 1 month ago
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what are our thoughts on “just the tip” + bbf!carlos? maybe you’re still a virgin at that point and carlos convinces you he won’t go all the way in, he won’t cum inside, it’s just so he can test to see how you feel—maybe he’s working on a project and he convinces the reader he needs something to destress. do we think carlos would gaslight you into thinking he didn’t just use you as a cum dump or would he just blame you and your greedy cunt? maybe both? 😵‍💫
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oh 🍓 nonnie, everytime i get an ask from you i always giggle because your ideas are ALWAYS so good.
as for this, GOD this is so bbf!carlos. hear me out. maybe it’s not him doing the project.. but her 👀 maybe she has a human biology project and for whatever reason, something about sex/orgasms/pleasure ect ect, and she speaks to carlos about it. he’s her good friend, and he’s very smart!!
and he convinces you that, well, actual demonstrations are better than just words!! and you’re nervous because.. you’ve never done anything like that. you’re scared, you’re worried. but carlos is cooing, cupping your face and whispering to you.
“ah princesa, it’ll be okay. just the tip.”
and you trust him. carlos doesn’t lie, carlos always helps you out.
and that’s how you end up on your bed, crying and whining as carlos’ thick shaft— i mean, tip— stretches you out as he fucks you.
his groans, moans and touches are delectable, and the pleasure helps distract you from the pain. this is all for research.. all for just that. nothing else. just carlos helping.
as for after he cums right inside your raw cunt? of course he’s gaslighting you. you tell him you feel sticky, something warm.. but he just laughs and tuts.
“cariño, remember our discussion about you getting wet? it’s just that, it’s okay.”
and of course you believe him. carlos just helped you with your project, getting first hand research. he didn’t just take your virginity for his sick pleasure, and fill you up with his cum. never.
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nowritingonthewall · 5 months ago
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Thank you, Elvira 🥰
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fang-wife · 8 months ago
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me and the grown man who whimpers when i call him a good boy
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redheadedmallard · 21 days ago
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rafesveryrealgf · 1 year ago
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fwb!rafe and reader, she’s ready to leave his bed in the morning but he just keeps her enclosed cs he doesn’t want her to leave just yet 😩
“wait, lemme just rub on you for a little more.” 😖😖😖
rafe who doesn’t wanna admit he’s lowkey whipped for you 😭 it’s early early morning and this is the first time you’ve stayed the night at his house and honestly you hadn’t even meant to fall asleep for that long. you’re rolling out of his bed and getting up to find your clothes that had been discarded the night before. all the walking around looking for your clothes makes rafe stir and you’d really like to be gone before he wakes up. but it’s kind of too late and he’s already rubbing the sleep from his eyes and asking you where you’re going. you’ve got your t-shirt and panties on now and you’re still looking for your shorts when you reply “home.” and he’s quickly (almost too quickly) sitting up and telling you “c’mon, just stay a little longer. then i’ll take you home.” and you refuse, telling him you’d rather leave before his family wakes up. to which he only replies “i’ll make sure you’re gone before anyone wakes up.” and although you know it’s a terrible idea for so many reasons you’re still removing your shirt and getting back under the covers with a naked rafe. and when thirty minutes go by and rafe has fallen asleep again, one of his arms now thrown over your stomach to ensure you wouldn’t leave while he was sleeping you’re still trying to roll out of the bed without waking rafe and failing terribly because he wakes up, says nothing just pulling you tighter towards his chest
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willofred · 5 months ago
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please it would be so funny if Jeremy’s secret is that he murdered someone. and is having so much angst abt telling Jean over it. Jean who grew up in a torture sports cult, who was sold to the MAFIA, who is best friends with the guy who’s in a homo situationship with TWO murderers one of which is the son of a SERIAL KILLER. his other best friend is also a murderer who grew up in a gang. like Jean would not give a fuck. honestly would probably make Jeremy more relatable to him.
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gh0stsp1d3r · 1 month ago
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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪. went down a Pinterest rabbit hole… this is so season one fratboy gooner Rafe who makes you suck him off underneath his desk while he plays his game with Kelce and topper, and he literally ignores your existence as if you’re just something that’s gonna get him off at the end of the day rather than his gf </3 brb gonna go write dis
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motorghost · 3 months ago
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something about the way watson is immediately intrigued by holmes's character ("the proper study of man is mankind,") immediately begins studying the man like an anthropologist, has a natural inclination to help people, and continues to write and think about Who Holmes Is in addition to chronicling his actual work makes me think that, if the field had existed, he'd have been a psychologist.
something about being a doctor and then transitioning into the exact type of writer he becomes, his concern for holmes, his preoccupation with the unknown/darker aspects of human nature/taboo subjects not often addressed, his innate compassion... lad was writing letters to Freud fr (don't do it watson)
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emchante · 1 month ago
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brother’s best friend!carlos who switches your bras with ones that are less smooth and make your nipples stiffen when you use them……. ohh the way you write that lactation kink has me on the ground. he’d totally get a kick out of seeing you embarrassed in public. leaving you needy and then watching your tits leaking in public and telling you something along the lines of “you used to be such a good girl… how come you get so needy in public now? look at you getting your pretty little shirt all wet. such a slut…”
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GODD 🍓 YOU CAME BACK WITH A BANGER!! this has me 😵‍💫😵‍💫
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this is definitely something that he does. he goes out of his way to buy rougher bras, ones that’ll cause more friction to your nipples. and one day when he’s visiting you(r brother), he waits for you to leave the room before his mission starts. he sneaks in, going in each drawer to see where your bras reside. he finds your panties before, and his cock stiffens at some of the pretty lacy panties he hasn’t seen you wear before.
when he gets to the drawer with your bras, he opens up his backpack. he grabs the new sets he bought you, slipping them into the drawer before taking your own ones out, and stuffing them into his backpack. he stalks back out of the room, and thankfully, you don’t catch him.
over the next few weeks, he watches as you get more fidgety. you’re constantly adjusting your cups, a confused look painted on your face as you try to fix yourself. other times, he’s watching as you squeeze your thighs together, trying to hold back the moans from escaping as your nipples rub against the fabric of you bra in a different way than usual..
the big kick finally comes when you’re out together one day, shopping at the local mall. you take carlos into a clothing shop, lifting up tons of blouses, shirts, jumpers— you name it, you found something you wanted. carlos urges you to take them into a fitting room, trying on the clothes and he’ll help you out with deciding.
he’s sitting outside of the small room you’re in when he hears a whine escape your lips, and he perks up. “all good, cariño?” he asks, tapping lightly on the door. he hears you gasp, hesitating before you open the door slightly as you urge him in.
carlos enters the room, shutting the door behind him before he finally sets his eyes on you. your cheeks are bright red, tears welling at the corner of your eyes as you hold your swelling tits. carlos notices you’re wearing one of the blouses you liked, but.. but you’re leaking. you leaked through a shirt that wasn’t even yours.
carlos tuts, walking closer as he cups your swell tits in his large hands, giving them a squeeze as a gasp escapes your throat. your nipples leak, the stain on the not-yet bought shirt growing. you shake your head, tears falling now as you beg him to stop.
“c-carlos, no! please, it’s not mines. let me take it off first!”
carlos’ smile curves into a smirk, squeezing your tits harder as he shakes his head. “where are your manners, princesa? you used to be such a good girl, so controlled. and now this?” he lets out lowly, emphasising his last word as he squishes your tits together, a moan escaping from your lips. “so needy, so desperate. can’t even stop yourself from leaking over clothes that aren’t yours,” he continues, moving his thumbs to rub over the wet patches.
your legs buck at his words and you don’t know what overcomes you, but suddenly you’re pushing him back against the wall which surprises you both. his eyes are wide in shock as are yours, but you don’t even have time to process it before you’re begging to rut your needy cunt over his bent leg.
“please, please carlos. i-i don’t know what’s wrong, but i need you. please help me, i’m begging you,” you sob, continuing to hump his leg like a dog in heat.
carlos licks his lips, the feel over your wet cunt against his leg, the sight of your tear stained face and the feel of you’re swollen, wet tits against his chest. how could he deny his girl?
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