#who are in LOVE

[crowandmousewritingco]

Quiet Mornings

Pairing: trans!Joel Miller x male reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Rating: R (there is no plot. Just porn)

Author: Mod Crow

Author's Note: This is the first time I've ever written a male reader so it may sound a bit awkward. Hope you enjoy sinners!

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Warnings: Language, use of the word daddy, and LOOOOOOTS of sex

The house was quiet in the early hours of the day, or at least for the most part. There were no gentle hums of the coffee machine the two of you love to use. There weren’t any murmurs from a TV being on. There wasn't even the normal morning laughing that was shared amongst the three of the house’s occupants, Joel, his daughter Sarah, and you. 

There was one faint sound however, cutting through the silence that hung in the house. Or at least you could hear one of the sounds that were echoing through the house. The sound of skin slapping skin, and the sounds that were hidden by the sound of your skin slapping against Joel’s, the pretty little whimpers and moans that you kept fucking out of Joel’s covered mouth. 

“Fuck baby boy, I can feel you squeezing me. You want me to breed you? Is that why you keep clenching around my cock?” You gave Joel a second to try to gather words, when the only words that came out of his mouth was your name and a string of curses you chuckled darkly. Harshly grabbing onto Joel’s hips, you slammed all the way in, bending so that your bare chest was pressed to his bare back. Continuing to grind your hips against his, you grabbed a handful of hair. With hair in hand, you stood up right again, pulling up Joel in the process. The sound you pulled from Joel was one you had only heard a handful of times. Times like these, times when you were fucking him stupid and cock drunk. Reach your free hand around Joel, you plant it on his neck, and apply just enough pressure to make his head start to swim. 

Letting go of his hair, you dropped that hand to his chest where you ran your fingers along his chest scar, before allowing your hand to float up just a bit so that your fingers were ghosting over his nipples. The act caused him to whimper in need. Normally he was the one in charge, but with it being a lazy Saturday, Sarah at a friends for the weekend, you decided to let Joel rest. At least rest in the sense where you’re doing all the work, which you’d never complain about. Letting go of his neck slightly, you pulled him closer so that your lips just barely grazed his ear.

“I think you should beg. Tell daddy where you need to be touched.” You nipped his ear lobe softly, before planting a trail of sloppy kisses down his neck, starting just behind his ear all the way down his neck till you got to that lovely slope of where his neck stops and his shoulder begins. You started with soft kisses, but those kisses soon became heavier and sloppier, that was until you nipped at the flesh. The small action hearing you a whiney moan, the ones he knew you loved so much. Then, that’s when the begging started.

“Fuck, please. Please touch me, I need you to touch my,” His words being cut off by a low groan that escaped from your own lips. The sound only added fuel to the fire that was already lit and roaring in the pout of his stomach. “Fuck daddy please, please touch my dick. Fuck, I’m so hard for you. I-I just wanna feel your fingers on m-” Without letting him finish his sentence, you did what he asked. Wrapping your fingers around his dick, you stroked him slowly, but you were quick to match your stroking with your almost relentless pace. The action causing Joel to clench around you, tight, your hips stuttering slightly. Pulling your hand away from Joel’s dick, you heard him whimper at the loss of stimulation. Gripping Joel’s hips, you pull out of him before flipping him over on your shared bed. The confused look on Joel’s face quickly changed after grabbing him by both ankles and pulled him closer to the edge. 

“I wanna try something new tonight baby boy, I think you’ll love it.” Bringing his ankles up to rest on your shoulders, you stepped closer. With your knees on the edge of the bed, you smirked up at him. Climbing onto the bed, you planted your hands on the tops of his thighs. Keeping his legs on your shoulders, you climbed on top of him. Taking a moment for him to adjust to the new position, you get in a more comfortable position yourself. With some kind of awkward adjusting, your feet were planted on either side of his hips, your hands now planted on either side of his head. While you couldn’t fuck into his as fast in this position, it did allow for you to fuck him deeper and harder, and that exactly what you did. 

The sounds now coming from Joel were more of those whiny moans, and that’s what fueled you to go harder. You could tell Joel was close based on he kept clenching, and you wouldn���t be too far behind him. 

“Cum cum cum cum, fuuuuuck daddy I want to cum in me. Breed me like the good boy I am. Fuck I wanna cum with you, please daddy. I’ve been a good boy. Please please please…” His begging grew more and more incoherent as he continued talking. Nodding, your pace slows, but the same harshness was still there.

“Cum on daddy’s cock like a good boy and daddy will breed you like the good boy you are.” The words pushing him over the edge, his hole clamping around your cock, the spasms washing over him in waves, and the way he screamed your name over and over and over again. You continued fucking him, working him through his high, and not too long after you toppled over the edge after him. Slamming into him one final time you could feel pulse after pulse of cum fill him and the occasional twitch which only caused his walls to flutter around you. 

You stayed on top for a moment, panting and heart pounding, before slipping out of him and slowly lowering his legs to the bed. Climbing off the bed, you quickly made your way to the bathroom that was luckily attached to your bedroom. Grabbing a washcloth, you quickly  turned on the sink, waiting a moment for the water to warm. Wetting the washcloth with the hot water, you turn the sink off and squeeze out some of the excess water. 

Uncrumpling the washcloth, you gently grabbed your cock and cleaned it. Once done you return to your room, where you find Joel, who has climbed further up the bed and curled on to his side. Walking over, you gently roll him onto his back. Spreading his legs, you carefully clean him up. Tossing the washcloth towards the bathroom door, you climbed into bed beside him. Wrapping your arm around his waist you pulled his back into your chest.

“I wasn’t too rough with you was I? I didn’t want to hurt you, but I kind of lost myself for a second.” You hear him chuckle and you can’t help but do the same. As the chuckles grew quiet you planted your lips to the back of Joel’s head. You could feel him shake his head before he spoke.

“A bit, but I’m tougher than I look handsome. That being said, my back may be messed up tomorrow, but that’s for me to worry about tomorrow. All I need now is my morning coffee that I didn’t get a chance to have this morning.” You felt him try to nudge you, which only earned him a chuckle of his own. 

“Maybe we should let Sarah stay over at friends’ houses more often.” You joked, kissing his shoulder. “I agree though, that morning coffee does sound pretty good right about now.”

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[siriuslysirius05]

I hold death’s hand in mine

- the Ballad of the Witches Road (spoilers below)

or that one “theory” that Rio is Death

[nintooner]

This is the highest compliment I could receive on my art

[theriverbeyond]

Ideal work schedule:

I show up and am given a list of cognitively engaging but achievable tasks

I complete the list

I leave immedietly

[jerrycummblr]

It's really simple. If you're born with a vagina and you naturally have elevated testosterone levels, you're a man. If you have a vagina and you take testosterone, you're a woman. But also if you have a vagina, you'll never be a man. But also if you have higher testosterone then you were never a woman. Woman never yes man a vagina testosterone no was an elevated. Vagina man.

[notaplaceofhonour]

okay okay I know the point of this is “White people need to put as much effort into learning how to pronounce Black people’s names as they do foreign European names” and 100% I totally agree, absolutely good point

but this tweet becomes hilarious in the context of this clip:

anyways, absolutely put effort into learning how people pronounce their names. just don’t feel bad if it takes you some time to get it right 😅

(also in case you didn’t watch the video it’s “N-SHOO-tee” not “SHOO-tee”)

[rottenfleshnbones]

i care btw. i care abt the song ur listening to or the bug u saw or how u just got outta the shower or how ur happily hanging out w ur friends or how ur kinda sad or how good was the meal u just had or ur fav character from an indie game nobody knows or if u chugged down some water. i always will

[starridge]

why did you do it

[kindinb00]

[fermentedgutz]

god, why is HE third-wheeling on our cryptid hunt…

[great-and-small]

Apparently the local university’s undergraduate entomology course sends students to catch insect specimens at the same place I like to go birdwatching, which explains why I saw three enormous frat looking dudes with tiny bug nets and overheard one emphatically say “bro BRO I told you we already have enough lepidopterans”

[rafeandonlyrafe]

well 🧍‍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.

[trashy-greyjoy]

really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.

[gh0sthoodie]

Happy pride month maybe I’ll start watching Doctor Who again

[crow-caller]

as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.