#when will it be my turn :

[lunarw0rks]

johnny loves morning sex because you're still wet from the night before, so he doesn't have to spend much time prepping you with his tongue or fingers. buries himself to the hilt in the spooning position and snakes his arm across your belly, cooing you awake with a raspy "g'mornin' bonnie" and an impatient grind of his hips.

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[sisterdanielmilf]

shakespeare has been real quiet since dan said "i want to be there so you don't have to be brave"

[doomsdaybby]

“You good down there, pretty girl?” Steve coos sweetly, a buttery candied tone that disputes the brutal snap of his hips, large hands enveloping your wrists crossed over your chest. His weight is heavy on your ribs, skin squeezing red raw and the threat of future bruising already blooming under his crushing fingers.

Your head is tipped back at the edge of his bed, and Steve’s throbbing cock is stuffed so far down your throat that any answer you could possibly give is just another pathetic wet whimper, spluttering around his length to choke out obscene reams of sticky saliva. He knows that, revels in the fact, threatening to burst his bottom lip that is latched between his top row of pearly whites.

“Fuucckk” he drawls crudely, a feral sort of sound that has your neglected clit throbbing in perfect torturous synchronism with his unforgiving thrusts.

“You love taking me like this, don’t you?” he laughs, one sinister and somewhat cruel, and you’re squeezing your thighs together and rutting where you need him the most against nothing. It’s almost too much to bear, glassy eyes rolling to the back of your head as your brain swims with that familiar staticky warmth.

“Look at that pretty little throat” Steve cups your wrists with one hand now, ensuring to keep you planted exactly where he needs you. The other encircles your spent neck, right over the lewd bulge that his girth stretches and stretches and stretches some more. You don’t get to breathe until his say so, not when he’s wallowing in such intoxicating euphoria.

“Stretched so fucking wide for me. So fucking good” you can hear the grit of his teeth, picturing the protruding veins in his neck throbbing with hot blood, and the blissful strain painting his beautiful features.

Poor Steve had been wound so tight these past couple days. Working overtime and double shifts, both passing ships in the night with barely any opportunity to give the other a kiss on the forehead, let alone be intimate.

“Missed you. Missed this” he groans with a ragged breath, a particular sharp roll of his hips has your stomach retracting in a dramatic gag. Hair stuck to the beads of sweat stippling his forehead, mouth taking form of a sweet little ‘o’ when you attempted to swallow around him, a completely involuntary action that has you thrashing your legs.

“Hang on, honey. I’m so fucking close, gonna cum. You ready? Take it all f’me, angel. Show me how good you are”.

You couldn’t even register the flood of Steve’s release, bleary eyes streaming white hot tears that coated Steve’s bedroom carpet beneath you. Your hair was mussed, the majority tangled in spit strings as if you had been caught in a thunderstorm.

“Atta girl, atta fucking. girl.” Another brutal slam of him hips, heavy balls cutting off any chance of air supply through your nose as Steve buries himself into you, vision sparkling with black spots and the blood rushing ruthlessly to your head.

Steve released your hands then and you had to push the man away from you by the thighs before you passed out, his cock still connected to your puffy lips with frothy buntings of drool.

Steve’s hand is pushing back your hair once you’re on all fours, coughing hoarsely and throat ripped to complete shreds. Though you lent into the touch, the gentle scrape of his nails at your scalp, down your reddened cheeks to cup your chin, titling your watery gaze up to his own.

“Such a good job, my angel. Now let me take care of you”.

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just a little something bc i’m feral feral feral for my steve rn 😩🤭

[rustyjellly]

No thoughts, just them

[netflixandnudez]

[sleepy-bear-tm]

The kindest loves are the ones which wound the most.

[shesaidhellooo]

my hyperfixation of the day

[monstrousdesirestudy]

[crienneoftarth]

the way i would fold instantly

[skylark325]

so this is what yjh sees? 😶‍🌫️

[dxrktopaz]

1 like = 1 spank

[dumbassdumas]

Autistic scientists and their suit wearing himbo boyfriends who are obsessed with them.

[daistea]

I actually love this panel because it’s so funny to me, like mithrun does not know Kabru well at this point but the way he just. Stops. Looks down at him. And he doesn’t hesitate to grab Kabru’s head and turn him, AND CALLING HIM ‘you’ and idk what I’m saying but you cannot convince me that Mithrun doesn’t have a personality despite having no desires. This guy is hellarious

THIS IS HOW HE’D HOLD HIS PARTNER SOMETIMES WHEN HE WANTS ATTENTION OR A KISS

[kexing]

A prize for a cute one. And you love me too? I do. I love you so much!

LUCKY MY LOVE // EPISODE 5

[elizaisdunn]

the Yearning overtook me I blacked out and woke up to this

[honeypleasejustkillme]

this is the energy i need