Me seeing Varka for the first time: your natural aegyo is beautiful
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Me seeing Varka for the first time: your natural aegyo is beautiful
Has this been made before?
varka putting you in a headlock during sex !!
you still remember that day at training, where varka's muscles flexed under his clothes, and the way his veiny hand pulsed around the wolf's gravestone.
and yet, here you were, in the flagship, literally getting railed by varka. who knew this would happen just a week later??
even as he's railing into you, you keep staring back. staring at his meaty biceps and veiny hands, just wishing the archons you would get crushed by them.
that memory of him in the training ground, his muscle straining against his shirt, just made your cunt pulse around him even more.
a particular sharp thrust snapped you out of your thoughts as varka groaned and threw his head back, your eyes rolling back at the same time.
your eyes kept returning to the same spot, no matter how many times he makes your eyes roll back.
and he noticed.
he leans down, face level with you. "yr' staring, baby. somethin' wrong?" his thrusts slow down, and he's ready to hear you out everytime.
"i..." you hesitate. you know he doesn't make you feel embarrassed, yet it feels so different to say it out loud.
"i want you to... i want you to put me in a headlock.."
"oh? what was that?"
you know hes teasing. but fuck, you just want him to crush you at this point.
"i said- i want you to put me in- a headlock." you say, in between shallow breaths.
"mmhhm. is that so, pup?"
"yes. yes please." you were quite literally shameless. you said and did everything you could to get what you wanted.
"please what, baby?"
"please sir. i need you."
"atta girl."
he leaned back over your body to his original position, his palm slowly sliding from your hip to the dip of your waist, then finally towards your neck.
you could finally feel his hand through your hazy vision, and your cunt fluttered in anticipation.
his forearm brushed roughly against your cheek, hot and flushed. then, it settled around your neck, his wrist resting on your shoulder. he pulled your body up gently, using just his forearm to lift you.
"...like this, love?"
your pussy speaks before you can, a soft moan tumbling out of your lips, and you wrap your hand around his bicep, finding balance. "yes- yeahh... like this!" his cock is pressing against a new spot now, which makes you chase your release faster.
your head felt so heavy, and so did your body. but all you could care about was the fact that you were getting fucked by the hottest man you've ever laid eyes on.
then, your release hits - you cry out, your body twitching as your orgasm washes over you. you squeeze varka's bicep, which in turn makes him squeeze it around your neck slightly tighter.
"mmhm, there we go, atta girl." your cunt pulsed at that nickname.
"you did so good for me, sweets."
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i wrote this half brained and in a rush AGAIN. i apologize!! for not uploading, i had writing block AND i had exams 💔💔
Another snippet!! Mama I just wrote some bullshit!!!
“Hi, Lee.” Was the first thing out of his mouth, and Chris wouldn’t be able to get another chance to speak since Leon immediately pounced on the man. At this, Chris caught him, stumbling a bit. He made a small ‘oof’ sound, Leon wasn’t a small man. He was tall and quite bulky for a hockey player.
It was another few moments before Leon finally snapped back into reality, he pulled himself away from Chris, a worried look on his face.
“Did I hurt your leg?” Leon asked, looking down for a moment. He should have thought about that before he threw himself at his husband. The sole reason for Chris leaving the Navy was because of losing his leg. Both men remember the agonizing year after they had to amputate his leg. Chris shook his head in response.
A little snap shot of da ff mama is writing!!
“Grace wake up, statement!” Rocky yelled practically breaking down the small door. Ryland jumped up like a cat, his glasses falling off his face completely, landing on the couch with a soft thud. Ryland placed them back on his head, with them being slightly crooked.
“Wha–what?” The same asked, hearing the alien language. His beeping and high pitched screeching was all over the place and Ryland couldn’t understand him. “Slow down Rocky, I can’t understand you.”
“Ship! Grace another human on the island!” Ryland snapped his head over to Rocky so quickly it made him nauseous.
“Why didn’t you say something sooner??” Ryland got off the couch, tripping over the blanket that was once draped over him. Rocky rolled out of the living room and onto the beach.
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is the fanfiction bad? probably but that's the beauty in human writing and not fucking fucking ai
she jig on my saw til i kramer
Head-canon!!
Love the concept of Simon having to sit in class with the other little Eridians because the mother fucker doesn't know shit.
So Grace helps him with everything, and Simon frequently cries about the concept of sig figs. and mole to mole ratios!
figure it out!!!
if you're going to write smut, do it in detail so i know where the fucking characters are!! why am I thinking these bitches are upside down on the ceiling in the 69 position?!
oops narrative parallels