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Gotta make room for new mistakes!
This motherfucker shows up and I feel myself go into heat
Im going feral. I don’t know what to do with myself.
I
CANT
BE
NORMAL
ABOUT HIM .
what am i supposed to do with this
gagging onnit
oh my godddd thinking about sleepy sex with dexxxx sighhhhhh
likee just waking up nd its barely light outside, the moon still shining into the room a bit. you guys are so so sleepy but dex has something to do so he's gradually waking up and you just wanted to see your boyfriend before he got ready and left. he's big spooning you so your back is stuck to his chest with your butt perfectly fit at his crotch, laying on your side on one of his biceps. and his other bicep is on top of you, his veiny hands playing and intertwining with yours sleepily. then he’ll start kissing you a bit, slow ones on your back.. feeling the suction of his lips move from your back all the way up to your neck making you giggle a bit and hide into the pillow. dex keeps kissing you drowsily though, “my pretty girl..” you'll hear him murmur. it is so cute because his eyes are still closed while he's doing this, opening them once and while to see your silhouette.
then his hands will start to wander and he's pulling you by the hips closer to him, that feeling in your stomach fluttering as he moves your panties to the side and palms at his bulge. and he absolutely loves it when you look back at him still a bit drowsy, whining for him to put it in..
sighh then he's just thrusting into you so lazily, hearing you have these little gasps as your bodies rock in motion. he's drawing his cock super slowly out of your hole and pushing it back in unhurriedly but forcefully. and you guys will stay like that for like more than half an hour. maybe dex will leave it in for a minute or two just to feel you weakly clench around his length but he'll start going again to hear you whimper in surprise.
and when you announce your about to cum dex will reach over and rub your now soaking clit, lowly groaning when you quiver in the bed. and he will cum just from that, pouring into your cunt as he squeezes your body in pleasure. the sun is still not even out!! you just go straight back into your slumber and dex dreads having to get out the bed 💔
Sweet mother of pearl this man is so fineee
I wanna write a fic about him so bad he is SO HOT but idk what ughhhh!!!
dear god, it IS heavy
Im going feral. I don’t know what to do with myself.
18+ Big scary men who let you slap them during sex.
He’s massive beneath you — broad chest, thick arms, powerful thighs that could easily pin you down if he wanted. But right now he’s on his back, letting you ride him however you want. His hands rest on your hips, not guiding, just holding you steady as you sink down on him.
You lean forward, bracing one hand on his chest, and bring the other down hard across his cheek. The sound is sharp. His head snaps to the side with the force of it. A low, guttural groan rumbles out of his chest as he twitches hard inside you. “Fuck… do it again,” he rasps, voice wrecked.
You slap him again, harder this time, watching the way his eyes flutter and his jaw clenches. His hips buck up sharply, driving deeper into you. The sting on his cheek blooms red against his flushed skin, but he doesn’t stop you. If anything, he looks drunk on it. “Harder, baby,” he begs, voice hoarse. “I can take it.”
You ride him faster, grinding down on him while you slap him again and again. Each hit makes him groan louder, his grip on your hips tightening as he lets you use him. His eyes stay locked on yours the whole time, dark and hazy with lust.
When you finally come, clenching hard around him, you slap him one last time, right as your orgasm hits. That’s what breaks him. He groans deep and filthy, hips stuttering as he spills inside you, thick and hot, pulsing with every slap you land.
Afterward, he’s breathing hard, cheek bright red, but he pulls you down against his chest and kisses you soft and attentively. His hand strokes your back gently, almost apologetically, like he’s the one who should be sorry.
“Again next time?” he murmurs against your lips, voice still rough.
You smile and kiss the reddened mark on his cheek.
“Only if you ask nicely.”