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gentle and tentative kissing that turns into him pulling you onto his lap for a full on drawn out makeout session
Need to lay my head in his lap and tease his cock through his pants while he desperately tries to focus on his original task
“You can’t fix him” I don’t wanna fix him! I wanna FUCK him! I’m a pervert not a psychologist!
Men who take off your shoes, carefully peel your sheer tights to massage and kiss the arch of your foot before resting your legs on their shoulder and burying their face on your pussy vs. Men who toss you face down, ass up, and tear up a hole in your tights so they can eat you out from the back through it
bumping into your really nice alpha neighbour in the hallway (who you’ve been on again off again flirting with for weeks now), but squeaking out a little “sorry!” while having to rudely push past him so that you can get into your apartment before your heat gets out of control
vs
him being unable to resist following after you the second you scurry upstairs, every step he takes now getting a little more urgent, his blood hotter, until he’s pacing in front of your door, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth; trying everything in his power to keep himself from knocking because the way he is moving now reminds him of a predator and he doesn’t like it - he’s nice, goddammit, he’s nice
Edging him until he’s completely delirious and when you tell him to “say the magic words” he accidentally says “I love you”
testosterone is fucking awesome. wdym im hard AND wet rn. i can hump things like a mutt til my cunt gets wet n then use that as lube to jerk off my dick ??? transsexuals are angels.
people always talk about someone getting fucked stupid but what about a top going stupid while fucking someone? their brain shuts off and they just become a horny mutt with the only goal of getting off as hard as they can, breeding their sub. incoherent whimpers and moans of pure lust and desire. just a thought
giving him head and looking up at him with big, soft eyes and he throws his head back in pleasure but also because he’ll cum right then and there if he stares at you for too long
thinking about sex toys in the omegaverse again...
your favorite faceless pornstar releases a line of pheromone sprays and flavored lubes and you guilty pleasure buy the whole line only to get one whiff and realize it smells exactly like the alpha that sits across from you at work...
spending the weekend in bed binge watching porn with your favorite toy between your legs, panting into the pillow you'd sprayed with pheromones, liquid sex clogging your nose with gunpowder oolong and licorice. dark and sexy and so hauntingly familiar. you don't have the brainpower to put towards thinking where you've smelled it before when you're wrapped up in this scent.
showing up to work monday morning with a orgasm hangover, feeling like you just got through a micro-heat. dropping your bag at your desk and booting up your computer to start running through updates and catching up on the emails you'd been ignoring. glancing at the clock every so often to see how late your least favorite coworker is.
you took multiple showers before coming in but you feel like the smell of that pheromone spray is still lingering on your skin. you keep sniffing your shirt, your finger tips, trying to figure out what you missed when you were cleaning up.
it keeps scratching at the back of your mind, subtly embarrassing to think that someone might ask you about the lingering stink of synthetic sex, it's weird that it doesn't have that slight chemical edge that most synthetic pheromones have.
the chair across from you scrapes its plastic wheels against the floor as your coworker sits down heavily and suddenly the subtle scent you'd been catching has increased 100 fold. enough to have you jerking your head towards the smell, breathing deeply (rudely) through your nose as he glances at you in the middle of setting his coffee down.
"What?" he asks, clearly annoyed at your staring. gunpowder oolong and licorice stuff your nose, something soft and milky coating your tongue just at the end of the scent. the part aftertaste that synthetic sprays can never quite capture.
your mouth dries.
"nothing." you hastily look back at your computer screen and hear him inhale. your eyes dart to him, his lips just barely crooking up at the corners.
"you using a new perfume?" your skin feels like it's burning, as you lie through your teeth.
"i've always smelled like this."
You gotta spank her pussy a little too, not just her ass✨
Mmmm a royal family of werewolves, the country is a constitutional monarchy, but the royal family still holds sway over banks and such.
You as a diplomatic envoy, visit and stay in a small guest house on the royal grounds, not expecting to find the oldest of the royal children, a werewolf with deep reddish brown fur and nearly three decades of life experience, royal training, and graces taught to him, kneeling on the bed you'd been sleeping in humping against the pillow you used.
Telling him not to stop on your behalf, looking him over as you move closer.
Ignoring the whimper he lets out and settling into place on the bed, pulling the handkerchief you've been using to dab at sweat from the different climate, and shoving it into his face. Watching as he shudders and whines again, hips starting to move, soft yellow eyes watching you as he fucks himself against the pillow.
Kicking off your shoes from the day as you settle more on the bed, shifting so that you are sitting in front of him, watching more intentionally as he holds the handkerchief to his face on his own, whole body shaking as he seems to be stopping himself from cumming.
Just an older, unmarried, werewolf prince with a massive crush on one of the visiting diplomats. He's humping your pillow, stealing your handkerchiefs or laundry when you're at the palace, just desperate to get a solid hit of the scent he's enamored with.
what do you MEAN you dont like pervy femmes? femmes who get wet when you call them good, or get all excited when they smell your cologne? you dont like femmes who stalk your profile when they miss you and cant wait for you to tell them where to touch themselves at your command? oookayyy your loss...
big palm pressed against your upper back to keep you pinned to the mattress, you agree
Catch and release program for sluts that you chase through the woods at dusk when it’s cold enough to see your breath. Every time I catch you, I’m ripping a piece of your clothing off and letting you go again. When I catch you and there’s no clothing left on you, I’ll rip your dignity from your writhing, soaking, begging, arching body, and growl into your ear that victims aren’t supposed to cum.
Slapping my dick on your wet little cunt just for the satisfaction of hearing that wet "PlaP!-PlaP!-PlaP!" Sound I love
If i bite the hand that fingers me it's because i have an oral fixation and I'm evil