#woship

[vladhungrygen]

Worship is Your Weapon

Worship is Your Weapon

When you grow up hearing the story about the wise men, you usually think that they saw a star and then arrived at the manger to see baby Jesus lying there, surrounded by animals. That, however, is not the case. A closer dive into the past, shows that the wise men traveled around 800 miles and it took them around two years from the time that they saw the star, to the moment they saw Jesus. When…

[randomwordzard]

Jancy when the gang does something immoral: Besus Christ...

Them in unison: Our Lord and Savior Besus Bist???

[bigtittiecomitte]

UZI DOORMAN PLEASE MARRY ME MWAH MWAH MWAH

[mochilly]

❝ 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑫𝒀 𝑹𝑼𝑵𝑺 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀,

𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑰 𝑹𝑼𝑵 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑰𝑴. ❞

︶ ◝ 𝑆ℎ𝑒.𝐻𝑒𝑟 ﹒⪩⪨﹒ 𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛 ◝

๑ + ��𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 , 𝑀𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑖 𝑜𝑟 𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 . ୨୧

︶ ◝ 𝐺𝑦𝑎𝑟𝑢 ﹒⪩⪨﹒ . . . . ꩜ 𓂃

๑ + 𝑬𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 . ୨୧

⌗ 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑜𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 ❜ ︶︶

❨❄❩ . . 𝑨nime or manga I like

❨🌨❩ . . 𝑭avorite character of mine

❨🧊❩ . . 𝑺ong I like

❨🎐❩ . . 𝑨 current fixation

❨💿❩ . . 𝑮ame I like

︿︿︿︿︿︿︿︿︿

︶ ◝ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑹𝑼𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑬 ︵ . . ⌗

𝟎𝟏. I won't do edits of real life people since it's difficult to me, maybe I will make an exception, but it will be rare. V-tubers and their v-tubers models are fine.

𝟎𝟐. When requesting something specify what you want, color, theme etc or whatever you think it's necessary for a better understanding and making of your edit.

𝟎𝟑. The time I finish your requests may change depending on various factors. What the request is, the complexity of it, the stock of images/pngs that the character you ask have, my motivation or my availability.

𝟎𝟒. I will deny your request if I'm not comfortable or I don't really like the media, etc.

❝ 𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑰 𝑫𝑰𝑬, 𝑫𝑰𝑮 𝑨 𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑽𝑬,

𝑷𝑼𝑻 𝑴𝒀 𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬. 𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑰𝑴. ❞

︿︿︿︿︿︿︿︿︿

︶ ◝ TAGS MEANING ︵ . . ⌗

Speaking:

── 🎐 :: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔… ๑ ︵ . .

Promo:

── 🎐 :: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚… ๑ ︵ . .

Requests:

── 🎐 :: 𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆 … ๑ ︵ . .

Ask game:

── 🎐 :: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆… ๑ ︵ . .

Not a request:

── 🎐 :: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏… ๑ ︵ . .

[majesticwren]

Kyle Fletcher - The Protostar - ROH World Television Champion

[the-evil-pizza]

[atasafarishop]

Lets Woship Together!

[amaeliaa]

If you worship *exclusively* yggdrasil you have a piss kink.

[igotanidea]

Something different: Jason Todd x reader

Something was different, but nothing had changed.

He was still the same Jason, still growing with Y/N, but there was this nagging feeling inside him, that something had shifted. And that the reason behind it was... her.

But why?

They were dating for quite a while, now feeling comfortable with each other, molding one another's space to the point where there was always a void for the partner.

So why?

Why was it still something unbelievable to him, that this amazing creature in the form of Y/N was sleeping in his arms every night?

Snuggling into him in search of the warmth and safety?

Why couldn't he sleep, too focused on keeping her safe and not waste even a second of her presence on something as pointless as visiting Morpheus' land.

Why did his hands feel different?

The same hands that could hit, stangle, cause pain, terror and destruction were now caressing her soft, warm skin, causing goosebumps on both her and his body.

Why did his mouth feel different?

The same mouth that was throwing curses left and right, saying words filled with venom and anger were now tracing and woshipping every inch of her body and locked with hers in something pure and tender.

Why did his body feel different?

The same body used to hurt, scars, damages and bleeding was now next to hers, screaming in delight at the tenderness and softness of her curves against his hard muscles.

Something was different, but nothing had changed.

Because he was in love with her since the begining but only now dared to admit it to himself...

[brainddeadd]

Worshiping Him

smut - body worship, praise kink, slight overstimulation, kinda subby yoongi/dom reader

Yoongi is lying down when you come home. He's sleepy, wearing some shorts you bought him and nothing else.

"Hi baby," his smile is dopey, his body relaxed, and you smile when you see him. "How was your day?"

"Better now that I've seen you," your voice is teasing, but you mean it.

"What's that look on your face for?" He knows what you want, he can tell, but he wants to hear you say it. Instead of answering, you pull off your work clothes and sit next to him on the bed, huffing from the effort after a long day. He runs his palm up your back soothingly, he knows you'll answer him when you're ready.

"I want-" you flush bright red.

"Baby, it's me." He's gentle, encouraging. "Nothing you say will be embarrassing or shameful."

"I want to worship you."

He blinks slowly. That's not what he thought you'd say. Fucked dumb? Probably. For him to use your throat? Maybe. Cockwarming? Possibly. But to worship him? That never would have crossed his mind. He could have been given a million guesses, taken years, and he'd still never have guessed that.

"If you don't want me to that's fine-"

"Woship me?" He's confused, voice coming out strained. "Why?"

It's your turn to blink at him stupidly. Why? Why? WHY?

"Min Yoongi, have you seen yourself?"

He splutters, and you roll your eyes, climbing over his lap and settling yourself onto his lap.

"Your lips are so kissable and pouty, I adore them," you press a soft kiss to his lips, and he holds you to him with a hand on your cheek.

"Your cheeks get so round and soft when you're eating, it's so cute." You give them a little pinch, making him swat your hands away before you press a kiss to each of his now blushing cheeks.

"Your nose has this cute lil freckle on it and I really just wanna boop it all the time," so you do.

"I love your hair, even more now that it's growing longer. It suits you, and I can pull on it easier," he shifts his thighs under you, and you can feel his cock slowly growing harder under your weight.

"I love your jawline, it's so sharp and defined." You trace your finger across it. "I'd say it could cut me, but you wouldn't like that."

He nods, and shrugs- you know him well. He never wants you hurt. Even if it is from his own jaw.

"Your neck is so hot, I love the way it looks when you throw it back in pleasure and the sounds that come from deep in your throat - rapping or otherwise." He moves to push his hard cock into your clothed cunt, and you move away. "Nope, no pussy until I'm done worshiping you."

He whines and you shut him up with a kiss before continuing.

"I love your collarbones and the way you're so sensitive there." You kiss each of them before pushing him so he's lying down again. You trace your finger down his chest and ghost over his nipples, causing his hips to buck up into nothing.

You giggle slightly and press slightly onto his nipple, causing him to whine again.

"Fuck baby." He's about to beg, so you remove your hands entirely and let him relax onto the bed again.

When he's somewhat relaxed, you place your hands on his stomach, running your fingers over the hard planes of toned muscle and smooth skin.

You move, so your face is in line with his stomach, and you place kisses over his skin, tracing your tongue along the ridges of his muscles. He squirms, hands moving to your head, wanting to push you down to his hard, leaking cock that's leaking and making a mess on the inside of his shorts. His hips buck up, seeking friction that he fails to get.

You trail kisses down his stomach to the waistband of his shorts, letting him get his hopes up, before you place a kiss directly over the growing patch of precome and you stand up, hearing him whine and watching him shudder.

"Baby, please, need you." Yoongi is begging.

"Patience baby, I'm not done yet." You fake a pout. "You don't want to ruin my fun do you?"

Yoongi shakes his head, and you smile at him, "good boy."

To say Yoongi whines would be too kind. The noise is guttural and deep, and you can tell from the way his stomach is tensing and hips are bucking, that he's cumming, untouched. You decide to be nice, and press your hand to his cock, letting him rut up into it until his orgasm is over.

You let him catch his breath, keeping you hand pressed to his still hard cock, knowing he likes the warmth, and smile softly at him when he opens his eyes.

"M'sorry." He whispers, chest heaving.

"It's ok baby," you kiss the closest patch of skin, his knee. "But we're not done yet."

He sucks in a breath, and you move your hand from his cock.

You place a kiss on his left ankle, trailing your lips up his leg, occasionally bringing your tongue out to trail on his smooth skin. You repeat the process on the other side, kissing up his inner thighs and stopping just before you get to his cock.

Standing, you pull a noise of protest from him before you pull him up to a sitting position and slip into the space behind him. There, you kiss the space between his shoulder blades and each of the scars from his shoulder surgery before you pull him back to lean on your chest.

You reach around in front of him, kissing his cheek and ghosting over his nipples again, before you - finally - slide your hands beneath his shorts, your fingertips meeting the cum from his previous orgasm.

He leans his head back onto your shoulder, already breathing heavily, and you grip his cock, making his breath hitch in his throat.

Slowly, you start to move your hand along his cock, making sure to apply pressure to the veins on the underside and to run your finger along the slit in his tip - something you know drives him wild.

Soon enough, he's panting, his bucking and moans falling from his mouth. You kiss his cheek again before moving on of your hands to his balls, squeezing gently and tugging his cock, which makes him let out another guttural noise, his cum flowing over your hands and making more mess in his shorts.

"Good boy, so good for me." He whines again and bucks his hips one last time before his body goes slack, and he tries to grab your hand through the material of his shorts. You smile and bring your hand out, licking his cum off first, and taking his hand in yours.

"Thank you." His voice is quite, relaxed.

"I love you." You let him rest on you for a few moments before you nudge him gently. "We've got to clean you up, baby."

He groans but moves anyway, knowing you're right and helps you off the bed, his hands coming up to undo your bra and pull it off your body.

You moan as he moves to touch your nipple and pull his free hand up to yours, taking his fingers into your mouth and sucking like they're his cock.

"You're gonna be the death of me."

[cunn1ngboy]

Since no one liked the gif set, here's a meme that explains the whole connection just as good

Will Graham + Teeth, Aviators-

Can't stop to think about it

Slave to the brain I doubted

Feels like a struggle in my tortured body

Seized up, I stop and stammer

Make me forget my manners

But I've got warning if you think you want me

You smack the sense out of me

Redder than dirty money

I'm not a monster but you make me wonder

Put in a blaze of fury

Eyes getting kinda blurry

Making me wanna roar like thunder

Maybe it's the moonlight

Mixed with carnal insight

Violent but it feels right

You make me come unsheathed

Like I'm a weapon

Born and bred to threaten

'Cause when it feels like heaven

I wanna bare my teeth

I wanna bare my teeth

I can't escape the feeling

Your eyes just left me reeling

Lonely and gentle like I just might hurt you

Wrapped in all mixed emotions

Done going through the motions

Who gives a fuck if we could let my claws loose?

Cinematic thrills of dating

We'll get a hard R rating

Done up and fancy for a horror showdown

Too much love to inhibit

Hungry like nature's own exhibit

You wondered often but you'll know now

Maybe it's the moonlight

Mixed with carnal insight

Violent but it feels right

You make me come unsheathed

Like I'm a weapon

Born and bred to threaten

'Cause when it feels like heaven

I wanna bare my teeth

I wanna bare my teeth

You put my head in the zone

So come on, throw me a bone

Say you can take it, now can you take it?

Fucked in the head, but I'm here

I know you're thrilled by the fear

Here's our solution, natural solution

The apex versus the prey

My fangs don't get in the way

But I can't promise I won't be too hasty

We've got the time for it all

You make it impossible

To keep together when you look so tasty

Maybe it's the moonlight

Mixed with carnal insight

Maybe it's the moonlight

Mixed with carnal insight

Violent but it feels right

You make me come unsheathed

Like I'm a weapon

Born and bred to threaten

'Cause when it feels like heaven

I wanna bare my teeth

I wanna bare my teeth

You make me wanna show my teeth, teeth, teeth

You make me wanna show my teeth

You make me wanna show my teeth, teeth, teeth

You make me wanna show my teeth

-is officially my gender identity.

[oggeminivenus]

abolish celebrity worship abolish celebrity woship abolish celebrity worship abolish celebrity worship abolish celebrity worship abolish celebrity worship abolish celebrity worship abolish celebrity worship

[xxsycamore]

𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃

► "Do what you want with them sexy, but just so you know, no chance you can make me come just from that, alright?" "Can I do anything?" "Anything. They're all yours."

Jin Grandet x GN!Reader • rating: E (mdni) • tags: Breast Play; Suspenders; Rough Body Play; Muscles; Body Worship (Boob Woship); Groping; Nipple Licking; Nipple Play; Biting; Kissing; Pet Names; Established Relationship; Massage; Massage Oil; Overstimulation; Coming Untouched • wordcount: 2,404 • masterlist

a/n: This is it. A whole fic dedicated to showing Jin's boobs some love. And making him come by that. Enjoy. And Happy Birthday to Jin <3 (03/05)

"Do what you want with them sexy, but just so you know, no chance you can make me come just from that, alright?"

You eye Jin from head to toe; standing tall in all his big man beauty in that damn tight dress shirt with suspenders hanging for their dear lives clipped to his trousers. The sound of the key turning into the keyhole is listed among your favorite sex sounds, and when Jin does it, accompanied by this playful warning, all you hear is a challenge being posed for you. Biting your lower lip, you beckon him further inside the room.

"Can I do anything?"

"Anything. They're all yours."

You reach out and slide your index finger under the thin strap of his right suspender, pulling back as much as its elasticity allows. Then you release.

"Ow!"

The stretchy material reverts back to its original position, the slapping noise reaching to your ears seemingly before your eyes fixate the movement. But the spectacle ineluctably happens. Jin's tit jiggles from the impact, leaving you to imagine if it's only the slap that is at fault, or he flexed his chest muscles in response. You reach out for his left suspender this time, pulling it back just like the other.

"Starting off aggressively, aren't we?"

You look at his strawberry gaze just for a second, and it's almost begging you to be gentle with him, like a maiden's on her wedding night. But you know your lover better than that.

"You don't love it?"

"…I do—Ow-ow-ow!"

You don't wait until the words make it wholly out of his mouth until you punish him for asking for it so openly. This time the strike forces his remaining oxygen out of his lungs, making him inhale sharply once the damage is dealt. You observe the way his chest rises with the air intake, inflating like a balloon. The lower part of his suspenders withdraws from his taut stomach because of the curve that his tits make. Like two large mountains rising from the ground after a sizable tectonic collision. You want to be the cataclysm that rocks the ample mass of Jin's body.

It's not that fun when Jin knows what to expect… but after the third and fourth time, you start to notice even more cute things about him. The way he awkwardly balls his hands into fists and relaxes them, the expressions adorning his face… your head is all busy with the image of his man boobs released from the confines of not only the suspenders but the shirt too. Was the impact rough enough to leave marks? Is his skin flushed red on two glorious red stripes? There is no reason why you should hold back from finding out the answer.

"Ahh I thought you were going to slap them against my chest again…we're getting naked already?"

"YOU'RE getting naked."

Letting the thin straps fall to his sides instead of unclipping them, you start undoing the buttons on Jin's shirt. You nearly send them flying to all corners of the room, but the quality of the shirt handles your impatience somehow, saving Jin the shame of having to exit your room afterwards with torn apart shirt… though if you know him, he'd wear it like a trophy.

"Hey Jin…"

"Mm?"

You step back, admiring him in his full nude beauty from the waist up. He smiles at you in a typical "like what you see?" way, something that he's surely mastered…but maybe when it comes to some other part of his body. Sadly, your harsh treatment earlier didn't leave its mark on his skin. But you don't waste time moping about it.

"Do you think you can…make them juggle for me? Like, by flexing and relaxing your chest muscles? Pretty please?"

You observe the way his expression changes from smug to perplexed, but you truly have no evil back thoughts this time. You genuinely want him to do this for you.

"Uhh. Sure. Let me try."

Jin settles his hands on his hips, concentrating his strength on the task. He gets the hang of it quickly, the self-satisfactory smile returning to his lips.

Hypnotized, you watch as his pectoral muscles perform their lustful dance. Up and down, up and down, like two pendulums set at different frequencies. He finishes it off by raising his hands over his head, making different groups of muscles protrude before your thirsty gaze. He flexes his biceps as well, just for you.

"Can I touch?"

"Of course. That's why we're here."

You nod, reaching out to caress his bicep… but of course that's not your final destination. Just to make him happy you squeeze a little on his well-trained arm, but in the next second you're already trailing your fingers to his beautiful pecs.

"Mm.. So hard."

"Yeah? You like them?'

"I do." You answer in full honesty, fingernails scraping lightly across the broad terrain. "Relax them for me… I want to try squishing them too."

"As you wish, hot stuff."

Scoffing at the petname, you're already marveling at the difference. You can't decide if you like them more this way. You take handfuls of your boyfriend's tits, not hesitating for a second as you shove your face in the valley in the middle.

"Hah…" Jin is genuinely entertained by your enthusiasm, standing still and letting you have your fun. Initially, you're just letting your plush lips linger across his flesh, but you can't keep them at bay for too long - they're too eager to love him. Kisses rain across Jin's chest, tiny and tickling at first, as evident by your lover's quiet chuckles. Then you start being not so nice…

"Ouch. Teeth already?"

He surely didn't expect the attack on his nipple to come so fast, but you just wanted to tease him a little by pulling it with your teeth. You kiss it better, silently apologizing, as you move on to the other side, licking a stripe across his pec. Your tongue just so happens to arrive at the edge of his nub… and you suckle it a little, playfully as ever. You throw Jin a gaze that is full of question - is he comfortable with this, how much would he let you do? And the reply you get, communicated through gazing all the same, is making you smirk against his chest. He looks quite flushed, but also, quite aroused. Eyes half-lidded and darkened by lust, lips parting to allow more fuel for his well-at-work lungs… yes - now you notice - his heart really did skip a beat. You're quite close to it to hear, after all.

You hold one breast in your hand, big enough to fill your whole palm - and you put your lips around his nipple, grazing it with your teeth. You tease him a little before directly sucking on it, but it's rewarded by a moan.

Alternating between breasts, you toy like that for him for a bit. It's only when he stops minding the volume of his groans that you let go, cupping his face in your hands to give him a nice surprise kiss. He melts into it, eagerly giving you permission to kiss him breathless, but you're modest unlike how you french-kissed his boobs just now. Just because you need him in his right mind for a little longer.

"I'll need you to sit down for this next one."

Jin whistles, seemingly back to his normal self.

"I'm not that sensitive of a guy, you know."

You sigh and palm the tent in his pants, as if to remind him that you're not blind to the reality of how big of an effect all of this has been having on him. He's not particularly shy about his obvious erection, but refuses to address it either way.

"I know, I know. But please sit down for me, you haven't seen what I'm talking about yet. Handsome."

Jin smirks at how you called him, already obeying. He casually plops down on the armchair nearby, long legs stretched out and spread, as if making room for you. True, you'll take his kind offer and nestle yourself right inbetween. Just after you retrieve an item that you were looking forward to introducing into this lovely adults' play.

"What is this?"

"Rose oil. Haven't you seen these vials before?"

Jin snorts, feeling it useless to state the obvious. "What's that for?"

"For them." You pop off the lid, nodding at the direction of his chest. Before Jin can sigh, or laugh, or give you a look of disbelief, you tip-toe your way behind the armchair, missing his reaction.

"The idea has actually crossed my mind before."

"For your breasts?"

"No, silly." Jin breathes out, gazing forward and not making much effort to turn and meet your gaze when it's only going to get in your way. He patiently waits for you to apply the rose-scented oily liquid on his skin, preparing himself for the initial tingle of coldness. But you're more thoughtful than that. Collecting some in the palm of your hand, you discard the vial and rub your other palm against it, letting it soak around evenly. The rubbing of your hands creates warmth that you're eager to share with Jin. So that’s what you do.

"Oh, that's actually very pleasant."

"Mmhm."

Resting his head against the backrest, Jin allows his eyelids to fall closed, enjoying the way the sensation grows tenfold when he goes. It's easy to slip in a trance cast by your warm, skillful hands as they traverse across his toned chest. It's your voice that makes him snap out of it.

"Jin. Open your pants for me."

Puzzled, Jin blinks into consciousness, hands a little clumsy as they hurry to comply with your soft order. He's always ready to show himself in his full wanton, no hesitation about the way his cocks springs free in all its glory, diamond hard and happy to see you. Neglecting it makes you almost sad, but you choose the bigger entertainment while the power is still in your hands.

Jin hisses when the edge of your fingernail gets caught on his nipple. He's visibly surprised by the added sensitivity, the twitch of his cock giving him away.

"What was that? You like it?"

"Mm? Well. It feels good actually."

"Uh-huh…" You nod even though he can't see you, giving him more of the sensation. You trail a path with your finger, right across his areola, lightly brushing against his hardened nub. The rising and falling of his chest nearly comes in the way of your teasing, but you're concentrated. When your finger returns in the opposite direction, it runs directly over his nipple.

"Ohh…"

Jin's moans are music to your ears. With a wide smile, you breathe in and continue to toy with him. Adding the ministrations of your other hand to the mix, you start getting bolder, directly stimulating his nipples. It's slow and delicate at first. Then you circle around them, progressively adding more pressure to the point of pleasure.

"Hn- hey, I think we should-"

"Shh. Jin. Relax."

Groaning and chuckling nervously, Jin fixes the position of his legs, clearly bubbling with built-up arousal. His cock is painfully hard and leaking on his abdomen, the pearly drops already having pooled on it and connected with his shaft by a thin string of precome.

It feels too good to tell you to stop now, Jin knows this and you do him a favor by not letting him cut this short. This is the most important part now. You concentrate, wetting your lips that have dried by your own heavy breaths, without you noticing… you want to savour this moment to the fullest.

It's almost like you're hugging him in that position, you think. He's reclining so comfortably, and even though you've been leaning over him for a while now, you feel like you can spend an eternity keeping that position. He's nice and relaxed, though his long legs twitch lightly as if he's worked up. You know it's going to get even worse (better) from now on, as you tease his nipples again. But it's not the usual teasing now. Your index fingers curl ever so slightly under his nipples, and your thumbs come to rest on the upper side. You pinch, and twist. Lightly.

"Oh!"

Jin exclaims and it grows into a moan, his massive body lifting slightly from the chair. You don't want to give him time for rest now, or you'll risk the shock getting out of his system. You roll his nipples between your fingers, following the movement of his broad chest as he pulses, twists, and jerks.

"I'm-"

Before Jin can mutter a coherent warning, the overwhelming pleasure of you giving direct and continuous stimulation to his nipples, sensitivity heightened by the massaging oil, shoots through his veins all the way down to his cock. It feels too good - to not be denied of your touch until he can overindulge in it - and the coil in his belly snaps, much to his own surprise, leaving him to gasp and moan as he feels himself coming. Untouched.

The spurts leaving his cock are not as plentiful as when hours are spent coaxing them out, but they're vigorous enough to reach up to his torso. And even a little further than that.

You smile at the dirty display, trying to burn the sight into your memory. This and, the fact that you successfully proved him wrong about what he said in the beginning. Oh Jin.

"Well that was… that was something."

"It was, wasn't it?" You giggle close to his ear, mocking him for trying to sound cool as if he didn't just come from having his tits played with… You bite his ear playfully, using the chance of him being too stunned to act upon your tease.

Jin is not yet fully recovered from the mind-blowing climax he had when he finds your pretty face sandwiched inbetween his boobs. You're not here to play this time, you simply clean him off the semen that sticks to his skin. Once you show off your tongue, white with his come, he curses and pulls you in until you're practically on top of him, losing your balance but landing safely in his embrace.

"Hey Jin? That was very hot. I think I get your love for boobs now."

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How does Evan and Elizabeth feel when they find out they are a uncle and a aunt now?

( thank you for the ask! I'm gonna use Garrett instead of Evan since that's what I've been sticking with for CC's name now, but I'll still tag Evan since same character )

okay so Liz & Garrett are extremely excited, even if they're on the Younger side to be an Aunt & Uncle. They were around when Michael lost his first, & that was-- sorta traumatic for everyone involved.

But when Gregory happens, they're all extremely excited. Garrett might be a little more so, but not bc of anything bad on Elizabeth's part. Garrett just adores Jeremy so much, almost hero woships the guy. Gregory coming along just solidifies that Jeremy is family now & he's here to stay.

Elizabeth is always eager to get her hands on little newborn Gregory, she's definitely the one who likes to carry him around and take lots of pictures of him. Both siblings jump at the opportunity to help out, they'll come running when they hear little baby cries.

And then Bailey & Brooke come along. Elizabeth is excited about having two nieces esp, buying cut outfits, always wanting to dress them up.

Neither of them are prepared for the walking Hurricanes these kids turn out to be, but hey! They're Jeremy's kids. Just bc they seem to favor Michael in appearance doesn't mean much-- when they all seem to take after Jeremy & his explosive personality.

For Liz & Garrett, this means there is never a dull moment.