#vegan New Zealand

[cruella-devegan]

Margo’s / Queenstown, New Zealand

Cashew “Queso” Fundido - Mixed Tortilla Chips, Raglan Coconut Yoghurt, Toasted Seeds

[wine-picks]

🇳🇿 🍷 It's Wine Wednesday and I'm enjoying lovely sustainable and vegan 2023 Heaphy Pinot Gris (90 pts, $20) from NZ. Brand new arrival in LCBO VINTAGES last month. Full review: https://rebrand.ly/1as0cw2

[meadowtears]

Was so much fun ! 🤩 🌱🥗🍩🍩🍩🍫

[geewhizze]

Chuffed in Aukland, Aotearoa

Summer Granola Bowl and Peppermint Tea

29.01.2024

[isaacsapphire]

Something that strikes me as I'm planning on hosting some visiting relatives (BTW if I have any New Zealand followers can you please reblog or comment with details about what type of tea is considered standard or a little better than average in New Zealand?) is how much comfort and joy I've given vegetarian and vegan travelers in the past by just serving them some good tasty normal calorie levels vegetarian/vegan food, as unfortunately that can be hard to come by as a traveler in the US and so several of the people I've hosted were obviously running a calorie deficit because they were struggling to find enough food suitable to their diet.

And, I am not vegetarian! I'm low-key ideologically Not vegetarian! But I also believe that 1. It's immoral to intentionally trick someone else into violating their own morals even if you don't share them and 2. Hospitality means serving people good food that they like and can eat.

I've gotten a lot of shocked responses from people in the past when I would say something like, "This recipe can be made vegetarian/vegan if you swap the meat broth with vegetable broth/swap the cheese for vegan cheese or omit it" and then they'd assume that I must be vegetarian/vegan myself, and not understand why I would care about tracking which recipes could be vegetarian or consider it a valuable thing. Other people have dietary restrictions and sometimes I want to make them something nice to eat! It's shitty hosting to invite someone to Thanksgiving and then have like two things out of twenty they can eat, you know?

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷

Pairing: Blackpool Combat Club x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

She had been placed inside a bedroom now. The secluded cabin in the woods was rustic, built of wood and with the classic decor of animal fur, leather armchairs, and red plaid fabric. It was cozy, even under the circumstances she was currently in. “It could be worse”, she thought, “I could still be tied up to a chair inside that basement”.

She caught herself staring at the deer’s head on top of the bed. Its black eyes called for her, it whispered something, perhaps it was a warning? A message? She couldn’t quite understand what it was saying, what it was trying to tell her. Its words we’re getting unclearer the more she stared at it. She tried to piece the message together, but something wasn’t quite right…

“It’s fake” A deep voice stated from behind her, making her squeal and rapidly turning around to see the perpetrator of her almost heart attack.

Blue eyes gleamed with amusement at her, much like the playful smirk he had cemented to his thin lips. The lollipop stick danced around his mouth as he continued:

“Bryan is vegan, so he didn’t want any real dead animals inside the cabin. He likes the visuals of the decor aspect of it, but ‘no real corpses’!” Moxley mocked Bryan’s way of speaking and the small joke earned a faint giggle from her. He considered that a win, one step closer to make her fully trust him.

“You got the coolest room. I’m jealous” Mox teased, pointing with his chin towards the deer head on the wall.

“Oh! The youngest man just shoved in here. I didn’t have much of a choice” She shrugged

“Yuta?” He asked and she nodded in return. “Well, would you like to check out the other rooms? You can choose the one you like the most”

“N-no!” She was quick to answer, too quick for her own liking. She needed to be subtle, play possum for now until she could figure a way out of here. “Thank you. I don’t want to upset anyone”.

Moxley frowned at her statement. She seemed distressed, back into her shell, suspicious. “Fucking Yuta and his stupid teenage-like hormones! He’s fucking ruining everything!” Mox thought to himself before he focused his attention back on her. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, a little bit”

Upon her statement, Mox cupped her face in his hand and began to rub her cheek back and forth with his thumb, “I’ll have someone bring you a snack or something, so you won’t starve until dinner”.

She saw it in his eyes, there was something inside the blue orbs that demonstrated some level of vulnerability, and that she could use in her favor.

“Thank you” She whispered, casually leaning into his touch, testing the waters to see how far she could take in this first round. “Mox? Can I ask you a favor?”

“Of course, kitty cat” His thumb now moved to her lips, brushing the rough pad of his finger against her bottom lip.

“Could you please not send Yuta? I-” Her eyes darted down to her feet, a sign of uncertainty, fear. She needed to play the victim perfectly in order to have him buy it. “He scares me” Her eyes focused on the baby blue orbs again. “When I was in the basement, he kept doing and saying things that made me uncomfortable and I…I don’t want to be alone with him”.

Something shifted in Moxley’s eyes, a flash of rage sipped through before being replaced with calmness.

“I’ll send someone else, kitty cat. Don’t worry about him, ok?” Mox pulled her towards him, engulfing her in a tight hug. Her head was placed under his chin as he played with her hair, her eyes stopped at the deer on the wall and now she understood its message. If she wanted to get out of this place alive, she would have to turn the predators into the preys.

She had finished showering when she heard the bedroom door opening. Footsteps made their way toward the bed and then came to a halt, the old bed springs squeaked as the man’s weight settled on top of the mattress. Damn, she wished she would’ve brought her clothes inside the bathroom with her! Now she would have to step out of the en suite bathroom, and be eyed like a piece of meat by whoever was across the door.

She took a deep breath in, in order to control her gag reflex, and slightly opened the bathroom door, peeking her head out to see who was on the other side.

“I was wondering how much longer would you stay inside the bathroom after the shower went off” Claudio smirked, pointing over to the silver platter on top of the bed “I brought your snack, come eat before it gets cold”.

Every instinct she possessed screamed for her to stay inside that bathroom, but her rational side knew that would bring up suspicions. So swallowing her fear and uncertainty, she stepped out of the bathroom and made her path to the opposite side of the bed from where Claudio sat.

“Come here” He beckoned her closer with his finger

God, would she like to just tell him to fuck off! Licking her dried lips, she carefully approached him. Claudio’s hand caressed her exposed thigh, he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of her smooth skin against his calloused palm before he slid his hand up underneath the towel.

Her eyes slightly widened in shock upon feeling his hand traveling up her hip. Claudio continued to explore her body, rough fingertips now gently drew circles on her waist, only stopping underneath her breast.

“I think we need to have a little chat, don’t you?”

[softcherri]

Holiday Gift Guide

fancy home cooks/foodies edition 🥨🫒🧀🥬🥫🍅🍜🥟🥞🧇🍫🍓🥖🥐🍙

Flowerhead Tea—women owned, small batch, organic & non-gmo ingredients, sustainable packaging

Apostle Hot Sauce—small batch, handmade in New Zealand, offers bottle returns, beautifully hand drawn labels

Yiayia Extra Virgin Olive Oil—made in Greece from cold-pressed olives, all natural, adorable packaging

Ghia Crunch Hazelnut Spread (Ghianduja)—healthier “Nutella,” made with olive oil, contains no palm oil, half the sugar of Nutella

De Soi Non-alcoholic Apéritifs (Spritz Italiano)—perfect non-alcoholic dupe for an Aperol Spritz, gluten-free, no artificial colors or flavors, non-gmo

Rocky’s Matcha—quality matcha powder, rich flavor, no fishy aftertaste

Nour Vegan Salad Dressing—vegan, gluten free, sugar free, uses extra virgin olive oil only

C.BB. Chocolate Bars—ethically sourced ingredients, no artificial flavors or preservatives

NURI Artisanal Sardines—quality ingredients, limited production, sustainable fishing methods, use 100% refined olive oil

Good Girl Snacks (Hot Girl Pickles)—woman owned, unique flavors, organic, no artificial ingredients

[blubushie]

Disclaimer: none of this is to be taken seriously.

DNI IF YOU:

Are vegan (vegetarians are fine)

Are a cyclist (bikies, you're on thin fucking ice)

Don't like flanno

Are scared of snakes

Are scared of bugs

Unironically say "NAURRR" (Aussies are exempt)

Drive a manual (I'm jealous of you)

Scream when you're afraid or startled

Don't take your shoes off indoors (WTF is wrong with you?)

Have never loved the stars too fondly

Claim your favourite flower is roses

Like the colour pink

Don't wear a watch

Don't like vegemite (WTF is wrong with you? x2)

If you DO like vegemite, DNI if you eat it at level 6 or anything below 3

Eat vegemite plain off the spoon (WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU? x3)

Call all cattle "cows"

Use chapstick (let your lips split like a real man)

Weren't sacrificed on the altar of Victoria Bitter

You drink Foster's

Call thongs "flip-flops" (wrong) or "jandals" (inhuman)

Are a ranga

Wear neon colours (hunting orange is fine, safety green is only permissible for tradies)

Like wearing shoes

Wear socks and ESPECIALLY if you sleep with socks on

Like maths (you're an alien)

Wash your face every morning

Don't know how to change a tyre

Think heat above 80F/25C is "unbearable"

Have never ridden a horse

Don't know the difference between revolvers and pistols

Have, at any point, unironically uttered the phrase "assault rifle"

Are from M*lbourne (Victorians, you're on thin fucking ice)

Are from New Zealand (Aotearoans, you're fine)

Are French/speak French (Africans, you're on thin fucking ice)

Are Canadian (exempt if you're the TikTok lumberjack lady)

Are French-Canadian (double-wrong)

Are English. The rest of the UK, you're on thin ice.

Are from a city with a population higher than 1mil. People from cities with populations of 30k to 999k are on thin fucking ice. People from cities/town/shires/villages with less than 30k I love you.

Think "bogan" is an insult

Don't shave with a knife (people who use straight razors, you're on thin fucking ice, people who don't shave at all I love you)

Have never been sunburnt (only for people who can get sunburnt)

Don't like camping

Own decorative towels and ESPECIALLY if you get mad at people for using them. It's a bloody towel and I'm using it for its intended purpose

Believe in astrology

Have a skincare routine and/or wear makeup

Drive a Toyota Prius

DON'T love thunderstorms

Were born after 2023

Think catching toads to get high is "animal abuse" (the toads are fine unless they're cane toads, fuck cane toads, all my mates hate cane toads)

You microwave water for any reason

Have never been to a B&S ball

Don't believe in aliens

Are taller than 158cm/5'2"

Take multivitamins (aka you are healthier than me)

Haven't read my fic (minors exempt, do not read it)

Don't like bush ballads or sea shanties. I'm going to show up at your house and aggressively sing Waltzing Matilda at 3am outside your bedroom window

Think the term "blackfella" is racist

Would give me up, tell a lie, and hurt me

Don't bless the rains down in Africa

You shave your eyebrows

And the only LEGITIMATE ONE on this list...

People who think/call Sniper TF2 a Kiwi. If you'd call Sniper (who left New Zealand as an infant and spent his whole life in Australia and didn't even know his Australian parents weren't his birth parents until he was 30) a Kiwi, then you would call me an American because I was born in America and moved to Australia when I was two. You need to re-evaluate how you see migrants, relationships to culture, and adoptees.

[aeolianblues]

good god girl, maybe some of us are not vegan because we eat chicken like once in three months?? Would reduction not be a more productive goal of vegan activism than outright banning? Like if your arguments are that animals are being eaten, then you’re being unrealistic about the entire actual concept of the food chain. Humans are omnivores, you do not need to change that to achieve your goals.

A vegan lifestyle is also entirely the product of your geographical location. If you live somewhere that shit does not grow, what are you going to do?? I just think about the difference between food options in India and Canada, for example. India: between the tropics (tropics and equator even, in fact). All-year-round sun, there’s pretty much always stuff growing. Different kinds of land will mean you can grow everything from staples like rice and wheat to vegetables, fruits and plantation crops. It’s reflected in the cuisines: Indian food has a much, much wider offering of vegetarian food, and many more Indians have restricted diets that more or less overlap with vegetarianism. Because crops grows. Locally.

Canada. Harvest in the fall, from November to March, your fields are practically unusable. Compare the prices of fresh produce in (and now I’m being generous to give you a highly populated, non-remote province here for an example) Ontario. Ontario has farms where in the fall you get fresh autumn vegetables and fruits. You’ll also get them in larger quantities. It is way cheaper, fresher and also uses less energy and fuel to transport the vegetables like 50 km from farm to market.

Come the winter and nothing grows. If you look at most vegetables you’ll find on store shelves in December or February, and most of it is either imported from warmer regions of the US (often the case for chains that are in both countries) or from South American countries (sometimes SA -> USA -> Canada). The importing has to go through cross-country customs, had to be driven for days, is less fresh or rich in nutrients by the time you get it, and is more expensive. Of course. And we all come out of it poorer. Is it any wonder why people will eat meat? We’re even talking here about a place like Ontario, very well connected on North American trade routes. Can you justify someone in Yukon deciding to eat meat over a $17/lb. green veg? Be for fucking real…

There simply cannot be a blanket-global solution to animal products. You’ve got to work with what your geography has to offer. It’s the same thing we say when we say that avocados have an environmental cost when you expect them to be available year-round in places they don’t grow. We encourage people to go for more local produce there, and I think the same should go for all parts of your diet too. If your animals are local, then their footprint is lower than importing kiwis from New Zealand to the US. I don’t see how that’s hard to understand.

[dance-in-the-morning-glow]

ask swap!!

if u could travel anywhere where would u want to go?

since u finished utlhs, have u had any au ideas for flo & cutler that u genuinely want to write?? or potential scenes that u thought of later/didn’t make it

also if u can assign a perfume to this scene i’m writing where the characters r having a serious conversation over cigars behind an old church on a hill in rural wales that would be cool. i imagine the ocean is somewhere close also? idk if that’s too vague lol

Hiii!

I’d say probably Vietnam or New Zealand since I’ll tick off Indonesia from my bucket list in 2025, yay.

As for scenes I didn’t include, honestly, everything kind of fell neatly into place. Thing is, I still find the idea of exploring Cutler’s POV during all of that interesting, but since that would basically mean retelling the entire plot, I don’t think it’s worth writing. I did write a oneshot from his perspective around two months ago which was super fun because it kinda felt like coming home and was born out of the comment I made to a friend that Florence most definitely has some sort of weapon kink. I guess you could count that as a scene I would have liked to include but didn’t because it wouldn’t have really added to the story. And this way I finally got the chance to write from Cutler’s pov — two birds, one stone.

And I would have loved to focus on Archie — Cutler’s uhh ex of sorts — a bit more, because he’s so fun to write, but maybe that’s something for the next au lol.

As for au ideas, I can’t stop thinking about what would happen if Flo agreed to marry Cutler instead of running away back in Nippon. I haven’t fleshed out the plot or anything, but it would definitely involve some sort of corruption arc for her later on. I’m bad at juggling multiple projects, so I need to finish my current wip before even thinking about touching that tho.

For the perfume: Not too vague at all! My first thought was Cliffside Bonfire (conifers, dry woods, rain, saltwater, seaweed, ambergris (vegan), charred wood, smoke) by Solstice Scents. I feel like it ticks all the boxes — even though the smoke leans more toward wood smoke than cigar smoke.

If you want to focus on the churchy feel and the cigars, you could try layering Arcana’s Holy Terror (burning frankincense, sandalwood, deep myrrh, and dusty beeswax candles) or Solstice Scents’ Monastic with Firebird’s Tobacco Honey (a gentlemanly blend of sweet pipe tobacco, golden honey, and black tea) or Solstice’s Vanilla Pipe Tobacco.

[cruella-devegan]

Farelli's by Giovi / Queenstown, New Zealand

Margherita - Tomato, fresh basil & vegan mozzarella

[wine-picks]

🇳🇿 🍷 Wow. Enjoying this excellent organic & vegan 2018 Greystone Pinot Noir (93 pts, $34) from New Zealand tonight. Arrived in LCBO VINTAGES a couple of weeks ago. Must buy! Full review: https://rebrand.ly/6sqjbjo

[changingplumbob]

People you'd like to get to know better tag game

It's been a minute since I did this so thank for the tag @yibsygerbits!

Last Song: You've caught me with my "Songs Taylor Swift Owns" playlist on shuffle so I'll let you know what comes up while I type. Girl At Home (Taylor's Version), I swear this version has a slightly different chorus music arrangement. Oh wait, no, Bad Blood (Taylor's Version) just started! Damn now I Know Places (Taylor's Version) has started to! Must get better at fast typing... and this is me trying began while I was gif searching 🙃

Favourite colour: I'm feeling navy blue this second, but as you probably know this is forever changing

Currently Watching: With my mum, Downton Abbey Season 5. By me-own-self, Ghosts (the American version with New Zealander Rose McIver).

Sweet/Savory/Spicy: I just cut up all my veges and vegan sausages to make vegan nachos later so I'm feeling like savoury until I get to have that

Relationship Status: single and okay with it despite being a romantic

Current Obsession: Since the Era's Tour came to disney+ I have been looping Taylor Swift more than normal. Watching Downton Abbey I am going through a patch of being obsessed with longer words again. Sims, very much so.

Last Thing You Googled: Fudge it! I googled if me thinking nachos was spelled nachoes was a UK spelling error or a me error...

If you're unaware I do tag everyone who follows me who reads this because I don't follow tag rules, tag! Extra annoying tag that might accidentally tip you over for @marcishaun, @sharona-sims, @daedriyth, @swallowprettybird, @stargazer-sims, @corrienteallita, @mushbop, @lovelymushrooom, @gamyrmaiden, @calicosimgirl, @berrycactus, @eljeebee shoot I have to stop or I'll need to type out another song

Edit: Shoot I also forgot to tag @simmerbeans, congratulations, you're on shuffle Taylor Swift song is Shake It Off (Taylor's Version)

[aveganfeed]

LCMs - A classic lunchbox treat, but make it vegan and homemade 🧁 Chances are, if you grew us in Australia or New Zealand you had one of these in your school lunchbox at some point 🍫

Basically just marshmallows mixed with rice puffs:

250g vanilla marshmallows (gelatine free) - can cut or tear up in pieces as vegan marshmallows take a bit longer to melt (or so I’ve found)

5.5-6 cups rice puffs

1/3 cup vegan butter

Chocolate chips or sprinkles to decorate

Melt marshmallows and butter in a saucepan on low to medium heat - mix frequently and ensure it doesn’t start to caramelise or burn on the bottom of the pan.

Line a baking pan or wide container with baking paper.

Place rice puffs in a large bowl and add in marshmallow mixture. Work very quickly to mix together, the marshmallows set quite quickly. Press into the tin to your desired thickness. Top with your chocolate chips or sprinkles (if using), you will probably need to press these into the mixture.

Place in the fridge to set for half an hour or so. Cut into bars and serve. Will keep in an airtight container in the fridge for a few days.

[astaldis]

Tag game

Thank you for tagging me @disdaidal 😘 (It's especially nice because I'm just standing on an ass-freezing cold platform waiting for the late train, takes my mind off cursing Deutsche Bahn 😂)

Last Song - I've only been listening to The Amazing Devil and The Witcher soundtrack for the last year or so 🙈

Song stuck in my head - Extraordinary Things & A little sacrifice

Favourite colour(s) - Everything that is blue/bluish

Currently watching - Just rewatching my fav Witcher scenes

Currently reading - Othello, the original by Shakespeare (I have to, but I'm almost done and it has actually grown on me.)

Currently craving - Dark chocolate, and more time.

Last movie - At the cinema? "Barbie", together with my daughter. Loved it!

Sweet, spicy or savoury - vegan

Relationship status - Happily divorced, single cat mom

Current obsession - Writing fanfiction

Three favourite foods - Everything that I don't have to cook myself and that's vegetarian/vegan.

Last thing I googled - the medical and magical properties of holly

Dream trip - Difficult to decide, I'd love to go to Australia again, or see the LOTR's locations in New Zealand, or a road trip across Canada. But I don't like flying much 🙈

Anything i want right now - Having enough focus on doing the necessary work stuff and house work instead of writing fanfics 😂. And getting more sleep. 🥱😴 (but I fear I'm doing very badly on both fronts 🙈)

Tagging @bawdybean , @i-bermudiana , @popcorn1989 , @my-jokes-are-my-armour , @powerofadyingsun , @joker1315 , @fullvirgomoon but no pressure at all to take it, only if you think it's fun!

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝙰 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

Pairings: Claudio Castagnoli x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, shower sex, public sex

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

The shower curtain stuck to your body depending on how you moved, the fog inside the bathroom was thick enough to cover the tiles and mirrors. The humidity of the air transformed a chilly, winter night into a warm, cozy evening. The shower tiles, now warmed by the hot water, rested against your back, the slickness helping your back glide up and down the wall.

Claudio’s grunts rumbled in your ear, his stubble scratching the sensitive skin of your neck “Fuck, biberli. Yes, just like that, squeeze my cock like that, baby”

Your nails dig into the muscles of his shoulders, marking his skin with half-moon shapes, and feeling the toned muscles hardening with every deep thrust you sighed in pleasure.

Your lips murmured on top of his “Shit” at the burning feeling of his shaft stretching your walls. Your groin muscles flamed from being spread open too long, it was a sweet torture, the tip of his cock hit your cervix, his pubic hair tickled your clit, and both of his arms were hooked underneath your thighs to spread your legs as far as he could, his stubble scratched your oversensitive skin, his tongue and lips teased your sensitive points.

“So good for me” Claudio praised “Taking every inch so fucking well. Fuck, how I missed this tight little pussy milking my cock”

A small whine escaped your lips before the bathroom door suddenly busted open.

“Fuck, you’re still in the shower? You’re gonna use all of the hot water, man!” Mox complained, stopping by the sink to trim his beard and brush his teeth.

Your eyes widened and Claudio’s hand quickly covered your lips, he placed his index finger on top of his lips in a ‘shh’ motion before he asked “You’re gonna stay in here?”

“Yeah, why? Are you feeling shy?” Mox teased “I was going to use the other bathroom but Bryan just took a dump there and fuck, not even lighting up a match is doing the trick! Shit, I tell you, I don’t know what it is that those vegan folks eat but damn they’re fucking foul! Rotten motherfucker”.

Claudio’s hips began to move once again, and you quickly shook your head as a sign for him to stop. His only response was to smirk as he placed his thumb on your clit, the added pressure on your bundle of nerves had your eyes semi-closing in pure bliss.

His thrusts were slow but deep, reaching parts of your being you were yet unfamiliar with. Outside the shower curtain, Moxley continued a small talk about the upcoming week and the plans they had work-wise, his voice was distant as if he was speaking through a tunnel, and you could only pick up random words here and there. Adrenaline rushed through your veins, pumping blood through your system at a speed similar to a bullet train, your skin was oversensitive, and your body was hyperalert, paying attention to the smallest sign of movement on the other side of the cream-colored plastic curtain.

Claudio’s scruff rubbed against your burning cheeks, and his whispering voice rumbled in your ear soon after Mox turned on the electric razor. “Remember to be quiet, bibi. We don’t want to get caught now, do we?” His chuckle reverberated in his chest, slowly drumming in his sternum but being muffled by the water and buzzing sound of the razor. A particularly deep thrust made you gasp softly against the skin of his neck, Claudio’s sharp grip on your wet hair was what made you pull your head away from the crook of his neck.

Claudio’s hand came to rest upon your mouth, covering your lips as he pressed you tighter against the shower wall, “I told you to shut the fuck up!” He muttered against the back of his hand, positioning his body so that his pelvic bone brushed on your bundle of nerves every time he thrust forward.

“My sweet biberli” He whispered “You’re gonna be a good, obedient girl and keep that pretty little mouth shut because I don’t plan on stopping fucking you anytime soon”.