[fawnphile]

⠀SWEET LIL’ 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐄 !⠀⠀⸺⠀ 🍥

⠀9teen.⠀ her.⠀ mexicana.⠀ 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢.

⠀dddne⠀+⠀mdni , no requests.

⠀ageless blogs will be blocked.

⠀𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 ⌗ 📁 : pick your sickly sweet poison 🌸 .

𑇢⠀── guidelines ( must abide by ) ᜔ ࿐

𑇢⠀── masterlist ᜔ ࿐

𑇢⠀── creations ᜔ ࿐

𑇢⠀── pinterest ᜔ ࿐

[fawnphile]

USERNAME CHANGE!!!!!!

was filthgf am now @fawnphile !!!!!

also changed my name!! i go by andie now :3

tagging mooties under the cut !

@pittsick @sturnsflirt @deansbeer @beafond @rh1nestcned @twlightzne @obunniez @doll2kiss @delilahsturniolo @chrisssiren @cinnamonsturns @serenitysturn @maayhemi @mattsstarlet @ickology @prettyplzr @nuitts @amourflores @rottndeer @inadoves @inbred-eater @ccandlehead @getokive @mulberrydoubt @aphrahdite @sweethearticism @dollfacies @slashedgutz @slutdier @sheriff-bodecker @222col @heldbycas @severedlamb @ohangeleyes @sacr1ficialang3l @sunsbaby @morguesiren @southernimpala @eepwtf @milleniumpire @missmanlykink @deansdeer @bleachedduck @srenique @hervanillabby @sinsilk @thighs4evan

[fawnphile]

⠀⠀who⠀⠀is⠀⠀𝘢ndie⠀?⠀ ݁ ˖⠀꒱

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀an-dee⠀)

𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗼⠀𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗽⠀;

⠀⠀nineteen.⠀ mexicana + texan.⠀ august ‘06.⠀ virgo.⠀ sleepyhead.⠀ brunette.⠀ septum piercing.⠀ tomboy-ish.⠀ infp.⠀ tiktok editor.⠀ playlists.⠀ avid procrastinator.⠀✷

𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀⠀;

⠀⠀supernatural.⠀ the boys.⠀ daredevil ( born again ).⠀ the pitt.⠀ clooless / frouse.⠀ untamed.⠀ the umbrella academy.⠀ outer banks.⠀ gen v.⠀ jujutsu kaisen.⠀ etc.

𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰⠀;

⠀⠀wallows.⠀ the two lips.⠀ malcolm todd.⠀ ghost.⠀ cannelle.⠀ sabrina carpenter.⠀ olivia rodrigo.⠀ etc.

𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮 , 𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮⠀;

⠀ muse dash.⠀ dispatch.⠀ teen beach movie.⠀ suicide squad ( 2016 ).⠀ inside job.⠀ discord.⠀ band tees.⠀ funko pops.⠀ space camp wellness.⠀ hair clips.⠀ french tips.⠀ eezygang.⠀ be more chill ( off-broadway ).

[fawnphile]

⠀⠀᭝⁀⠀⠀𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗯𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 ͟ 🗒 ᩚ ⠀꒱

if⠀you⠀are⠀a⠀minor ,⠀ageless⠀blog ,⠀or⠀(w)incestie , i⠀will⠀block⠀you. this⠀also⠀goes⠀for⠀any⠀homo / trans⠀phobes ,⠀racists ,⠀pro-ai ,⠀etc.⠀get⠀the⠀fuck⠀off⠀my⠀page.⠀my⠀blog⠀is⠀safe⠀for⠀any⠀poc / minorities⠀and⠀any⠀who⠀fall⠀under⠀the⠀lgbtqia+⠀umbrella.⠀i⠀will⠀NEVER⠀tolerate⠀any⠀form⠀of⠀negativity!!

do⠀NOT⠀steal / copy / use inspo / feed to ai / repost⠀anything⠀that’s⠀on⠀my⠀blog.⠀themes ,⠀aus ,⠀fanfics ,⠀layouts ,⠀tags ,⠀readers ,⠀graphics—ANYTHING.⠀always⠀ask⠀me⠀beforehand ,⠀there’s⠀a⠀chance⠀i’ll⠀say⠀yes! ⠀( not⠀to⠀ai⠀or⠀reposts ). and⠀if⠀i⠀do ,⠀ALWAYS⠀CREDIT⠀ME.

⠀⠀᭝⁀⠀⠀𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ͟ 🧾 ᩚ ⠀꒱

i⠀only⠀write / create⠀female!readers ,⠀as⠀i⠀am⠀one.⠀that’s⠀all⠀i⠀know⠀and⠀am⠀comfortable⠀writing⠀for.

majority⠀of⠀my⠀content⠀is⠀smut ,⠀but⠀i⠀do dabble⠀in⠀fluff + angst⠀once⠀every⠀blue⠀moon.⠀either⠀by⠀themselves ,⠀or⠀paired⠀with⠀any⠀smut!

i’m⠀big⠀on⠀age⠀gaps + dead⠀dove⠀do⠀not⠀eat⠀content ,⠀and⠀will⠀slowly⠀incorporate⠀more⠀of⠀it⠀onto⠀my⠀blog.⠀i⠀will⠀write⠀stepcest + fauxcest ,⠀rpf ,⠀cannibalism ,⠀some⠀drug⠀usage ,⠀multiple⠀rough⠀plays ,⠀somno ,⠀watersports ,⠀etc.

if⠀you⠀are⠀not⠀into⠀that⠀type⠀of⠀content ,⠀either⠀block⠀and⠀move⠀on ,⠀or⠀wait⠀for⠀me⠀to⠀post⠀something⠀less⠀extreme.

as⠀for⠀what⠀i⠀will⠀NOT⠀write ;⠀rape ,⠀incest ,⠀any⠀form⠀of⠀feces / vomit⠀play ,⠀self⠀harm ,⠀eating⠀disorders ,⠀feet ,⠀ddlg ,⠀abuse ,⠀pedophilia ,⠀male!reader ,⠀etc.

just⠀because⠀i⠀write⠀something ,⠀does⠀NOT⠀mean⠀that⠀i’m⠀into⠀it⠀irl.⠀you⠀can⠀judge⠀my⠀writing⠀( though⠀i⠀will⠀ignore⠀you ) ,⠀but⠀NEVER⠀assume⠀shit⠀about⠀me⠀or⠀who⠀i⠀am.

⠀⠀᭝⁀⠀⠀𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘅 𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲 ͟ 💬 ᩚ ⠀꒱

my⠀inbox⠀is⠀forever⠀open ,⠀don’t⠀feel⠀afraid⠀to⠀talk⠀to⠀me!⠀but⠀please⠀know⠀that⠀MY⠀REQUESTS⠀ARE⠀CLOSED.⠀i⠀know⠀what⠀i⠀wanna⠀write ,⠀and⠀i⠀just⠀don’t⠀do⠀well⠀with⠀the⠀stress⠀of⠀requests!

remember⠀to⠀respect⠀me ,⠀and⠀others⠀in⠀your⠀asks.⠀trauma⠀dumping ,⠀self-promoting ,⠀or⠀blatantly⠀shitting⠀on⠀my⠀blog⠀or⠀others’⠀is⠀strictly⠀prohibited.

if⠀you⠀are⠀a⠀frequent⠀anon⠀and⠀wish⠀to⠀be⠀easily⠀identified,⠀you⠀can⠀ask⠀to⠀have⠀an⠀emoji!⠀and⠀you⠀must⠀put⠀that⠀emoji⠀at⠀the⠀end⠀of⠀your⠀asks⠀so⠀i⠀can⠀properly⠀tag⠀you!!

currently⠀taken⠀emojis ;⠀🐭﹐🥩﹐🌀﹐🪼﹐🪓﹐✨️﹐🧃﹐🤡

[fawnphile]

⠀ 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭⠀𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲⠀content⠀ahead ,⠀ 𝐧𝐨⠀𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬⠀ʚɞ˚!

OO1. 📁 ᩚ 𝐬𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ͟⠀ 𓂅⠀⠀꒰ 3 ꒱

᭝⠀feed me ( smut )

᭝⠀birthday donos ( smut )

᭝⠀backseat ( smut )

OO2. 📁 ᩚ 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 ͟⠀ 𓂅⠀⠀꒰ 2 ꒱

᭝⠀bicep riding ( smut )

᭝⠀hands on ( smut )

OO3. 📁 ᩚ 𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝 ͟⠀ 𓂅⠀⠀꒰ 4 ꒱

⠀ ──⠀superman!droid⠀*

᭝⠀texts with superman!droid ( fluff )

᭝⠀stream secret ( smut )

᭝⠀beauty marks ( smut )

OO4. 📁 ᩚ 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 ͟⠀ 𓂅⠀⠀꒰ 1 ꒱

᭝⠀texas roadhouse ( fluff, smut )

[fawnphile]

⠀ 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭⠀𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲⠀content⠀ahead ,⠀ 𝐧𝐨⠀𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬⠀ʚɞ˚!

⠀᭝⁀⠀⠀𝓢𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧!𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝 ̼

⠀⠀⡞ ✶ ˖ ⠀intro⠀⠀⌇⠀⠀works⠀﹕༊ .

⠀᭝⁀⠀⠀𝓒𝐚𝐦𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ̼

⠀⠀⡞ ✶ ˖ ⠀intro⠀⠀⌇⠀⠀works⠀﹕༊ .

⠀᭝⁀⠀⠀𝓘𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ̼

⠀⠀⡞ ✶ ˖ ⠀intro⠀⠀⌇⠀⠀works⠀﹕༊ .

[fawnphile]

⠀ ⠀ minors 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 enter⠀𓂅⁩ ۫ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ִ ⊹ backseat ; 𝓢𝐚𝐦 𝓦𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫⠀࿐ ׂ  ⠀ ©⠀𝒇𝖺𝗐𝗇𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾⠀᭝⠀2026.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀wc,⠀275%.

dean had gone inside the gas station, surely scoping out the whole place in desperate search of the pie section in the mini bakery. which left you and sam to pass the time amongst yourselves.

it hadn’t even been a full two minutes until sam cramped himself in the backseat of the impala, practically pouncing on you against the leather seats, which quickly began to grow sticky from the shared sweat. the windows fogged, and baby’s metal frame rocked above the parking lot’s pavement. sam was balls deep inside you, rocking and grinding his hips to sheath his fat cock through your meaty walls.

“g.. god—mm, fuck, sam—” your fingers threaded through the brunette strands on his head, clutching in time with the strong clench your pussy gave him, pulling him into you in both ways. sam moaned against your lips before sealing them with his own, a low grumble vibrating from his adam’s apple as you continued to pull him down by his hair.

the mutual gush between your bodies rang in your ears and coated the seats of dean’s precious car. sam ducked his head until it was snugly tucked into the crook between your neck and shoulder, placing hot, slobbery kisses and sucking bruises on the skin of your collarbones.

sam shuddered as he came inside you, feeling his release begin to travel back to your opening and leak over the leather beneath the two of you. your lips clashed together once more as you rode out your highs, breaking with the quick sound of your mixed saliva, right as the bell to the gas station doors rang again, signaling dean’s return.

[stickingupforsammy]

[kaizsche]

WILSON BETHEL as SHANE MAGUIRE UNTAMED: S1E4—Gold Rush for @hearsaygoose

[fawnphile]

⠀⊹ texas roadhouse ; 𝓖𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝓡𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 ࿐ ׂ 

⠀𓂅⁩⠀ 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 ⁺ ꒱⠀fluff / smut, influencer!reader, age gap, est. relationship, minor foodplay + nipple sucking.⠀⠀⠀wc,⠀700%.

⠀©⠀𝒇𝖺𝗐𝗇𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾⠀᭝⠀2026.

“i’m sorry—what are we doing again?” grant leaned over the table, careful of the plate ahead of his folded arms. he was looking down at you, jutting his neck forward and tilting his head to hear you better over the crowded chatter of the texas roadhouse the two of you were currently sat in.

“that cinnamon butter trend, babe,” you had said it like it was the most casual thing in the world—and like it was something he was supposed to know about. you exited out of the recording screen to search up the tiktok trend, clicking on a video you had liked the other day, flipping your phone screen to show him.

it was of a guy holding two small containers of texas roadhouse butter, the text over the clip saying: “can i lick texas roadhouse butter off of them?”, then cutting to a woman nodding yes, and ending with the guy excitedly purchasing some to-go.

grant stared as the tiktok replayed, trying to grasp the concept of how this was going viral, how people made this a... trend at all. maybe he really was getting old. he shifted his gaze back towards you as you tapped away on your phone to go back to the recording screen.

“so,” he cleared his throat, “just, trying to get this straight; you want to ask that, or do that, or whatever—to me?” he asked, face full of confusion and pure desperation to understand, all while pointing a finger back at himself. you refrained from telling him that he looked like the meme of that one guy in a white t-shirt pointing at himself, considering the last time you told him he looked like a meme, he didn’t understand why it was funny, even when you showed him.

you clicked at the top of the screen to adjust the audio and volume of the sound coming from your phone as you spoke to him. “yeah! it’ll be funny and cute! y’know, flipping the script of the original idea, or something like that.” you explained, rather vaguely for his taste. you glanced up at him, seeing him still and staring. you could practically hear the gears in his head slowly try to turn, trying to make sense of it all. it was oddly adorable.

“look, baby,” you started, placing your phone down on the table next to your half-finished drink. “my fans love you. they think you’re crazy hot—and you are—so they’re really gonna love this. especially because it teeters the line of something suggestive about us. and its reversing the original, like, i don’t know—idea? of the trend! not a lot of people are doing it that way, so we can hop on that! plus, its just funny. because... y’know...” you gestured to his puffed out chest that was straining against the size-too-small t-shirt he wore, and bulging out from behind his crossed arms.

grant let out a sigh, his arms falling as he saw that excited smile paint your face. you were really sold on this. there was no backing out now.

“fine. let’s do it.”

and now you were home an hour or so later, roles reversed as you laid naked and sprawled out on the bed. he held up one of the small cups of butter, scooping it out with the fat tip of his pointer finger, curling it inside the plastic to get all of its contents out. your chest was rising and falling dramatically, nipples halfway soft, halfway hardened, the tips a perfect mix in the middle, while your areolas hadn’t scrunched up just yet.

he lathered the peak of one of your breasts with the butter, chubby finger brushing over the softly pebbled nipple. he listened to you moan under his touch, before watching him through lust-lidded eyes as he sucked the butter off of his finger, latching his tongue to your coated skin soon after, toying with you in his mouth.

your phone screen lit up on the nightstand with notifications from your video, having started its gradual ascent in virality. all while grant massaged your other breast with his free hand, continuing to devour you as your own scrunched through his short, greying curls.

[fawnphile]

‿ ᭝ ۫ 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴　 ⊹　 INFLUENCER!READER ꒱

skincare routines matcha pilates quick trends brand deals pr packages grwms makeup tuts falsies late night editing vlog camera modeling

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader who was named in variety’s top 10 creators to watch article, and has been featured/involved in a large range of advertisements and sponsorships for multiple brands, surging her further into internet stardom.

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader has two accounts for different aspects of her life, and depending on who she wants to see those certain posts, with one public and the other private. her main is purely content based and for connections in the industry, while her second is a spam/finsta for friends, and is where she can post as ‘unprofessional’ as she wants.

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader loves her corgi named winston! he’s her baby, her pride and joy, and she literally takes him everywhere. he’s part of her brand at this point—constantly showing up in her content, and even scoring some brand deals himself! she once nearly got canceled because she brought him to a red carpet she was invited to, letting him take a few pictures by himself, too. and even though both of their names were mentioned in the invite—there was a big chunk of the internet that lost their minds and hated her for it. not like it bothered her anyway.

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader who does photo dumps every chance she can. she just loves a good photo dump. and it really works since she’s so busy, either at an event, photoshoot, or simply filming her own content. she keeps herself occupied, documenting her life every step of the way for both her fans, but also for herself, to look back on later in life. which is why she vows to post a photo dump every few days, and occasionally multiple in one day if she’s really in the mood!

‿ ᭝ ۫ 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆　 ©　 filthgf⠀⸺⠀2026. ꒱

[pucci]

wilson bethel as benjamin ' dex ' poindexter / bullseye , daredevil : born again . s2 : e8 the southern cross .

[fawnphile]

⠀⊹ birthday donos ; 𝓢𝐚𝐦 𝓦𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ࿐ ׂ 

⠀𓂅⁩⠀ 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 ⁺ ꒱⠀camgirl!reader, livestreaming, use of a vibrating dildo, masturbation ( male + female ), age gap, monetary compensation, slight nipple tugging, squirting.⠀⠀⠀wc,⠀1,827%.

⠀©⠀𝒇𝖺𝗐𝗇𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾⠀᭝⠀2026.

sam has never done this before. he had occasionally watched porn in old hotel rooms by himself when dean was out doing whatever, focusing on the logistics of positions and basically studying it like it was animal planet. so watching a livestream was already pushing it.

it was his forty-third birthday, and like all the rest since he was thirty-seven and left by his lonesome after that stupid vamp night, he was spending it alone. he had a sturdy enough job to pay for bills and amenities while still having some left over. and he was planning to use it tonight.

he laid in bed, shirtless and antsy. chest hair waving just slightly from the blast of the air conditioning, rising and falling along with his permanently puffed out chest. he had his trusty laptop saddled on his lap, his upper half propped up against the headboard with some pillows in between for comfort. his index finger swiped over the thumbpad, scrolling over the interface of the camsite he was currently on.

nothing seemed to peak his interest enough. that is, until he caught sight of you. he had hovered his mouse over the graphic that read: highest viewed streams, opening up a drop down menu with a selection of ongoing livestreams with high viewer counts. yours was the first to be listed. as soon as his eyes landed on you, it was like he couldn’t be bothered to look through the rest. he clicked on the thumbnail for your stream, opening it up to you sprawled out on your bed, hot pink and cheetah print filling the screen while you were fucking yourself with a vibrating dildo.

he joined just in time to catch you reading out a donation asking to speed up the vibration, and you let out the sweetest moan he had ever heard once you did. he watched as you pushed and pulled the purple dildo through your drenched hole, puffy folds opening and wrapping around the vibrating silicone. sam felt himself harden in his sweatpants, which he already partially was from scrolling through the website.

he hissed as he pulled the soft cotton and his boxer briefs down, freeing his throbbing and veiny member, twitching from being hit by the sharp, cold air of his bedroom. he felt like a teenager as he reached over to the lotion bottle on his nightstand, putting a quick pump into the palm of his hand before firmly grasping his aching cock, smearing it all over as he began to jerk himself off.

you were so beautiful, all naked and sweaty, slick coating your pussy and inner thighs, leaking out onto your bedsheets each time the toy left your body, then puffing your cunt back up when you pushed it in again. he couldn’t take his eyes off you. he moved his hand along his shaft in the same motion and pace as you were welding the toy, moving nearly perfectly in sync with you—as much as he could, anyway. he shuddered as he picked up the beaded precum from his slit, spreading it over his tip and adding onto the shine the lotion had given him beneath the blue light of his computer screen.

his eyes shifted to the donations graphic in the corner that seemed to constantly pop up every few seconds, showing a message from the sender alongside the amount of money they had sent to you. the lowest was at best two hundred, but the range of tips would go up into the thousands. and coincidentally, sam had enough hundreds to spare.

he let out a grunt as he paused his movements to reach over to the thumbpad again, hesitating for a split second while his cursor sat above the cutely designed donate button, gifs of shining rhinestones added overtop the pink graphic, courtesy of you, of course. he let out a gruffed sigh as he clicked it, automatically putting his saved information into the correct slots. his fingers halted over the keyboard as he got to the leave a message option, the now selected and opened section staring at him like a pale, white void while his cursor mindlessly blinked at him, waiting for his next move.

your moans and whimpers filled the space as background noise, nearly taunting him into doing it. he hastily typed his message, reading it over at least five times before triple checking the amount he was sending, making sure it was enough for both you, and him. then he clicked send, anxiously watching the small gray spiral load in the middle of the added window before a green checkmark loaded in, followed by a message that said: payment approved. and he let out a harsh breath, closing the window to sit back in his comfortable position, resuming his watchful eyes back onto you.

sam pumped his cock in his fist again, going faster once you did too. you had laid more onto your side, angling your hips towards the camera to still capture the action. sam’s gaze raked over every part of your body like a cycle; the whole ordeal between your legs, how perky your boobs were, the thin sheen of sweat over your tummy, and the beautifully contorted expression on your face—brows knitted tightly with your mouth agape for the pure mouthfuls of mewls your were letting slip free.

your eyes shifted to the dono screen you had propped on your laptop just under and to the side of the camera, processing the tip you had just gotten.

anonymous has sent you a sweet $200!

message included: its my birthday today, wish me a good one?

you smiled at the camera, and it felt like you were staring right into sam’s soul. to him, it was as if time had stopped, like he hadn’t been living the past forty-three years until maintaining this eye contact with you. he had almost forgot you were just a camgirl on a livestream to nearly a thousand and three hundred viewers—were there really that many people as desperate as him?

you tilted the now slippery dildo in your hand, the shaking tip hitting that sweet spot, before being pulled right back out. “ngh—mmf—happy birthday,” you giggled, letting out a heated breath, a twinge of a whine at the end as you hit that spot again. “i hope today is the best birthday of your life. what’s your name, baby?” you then moaned, tilting your head to the side to show more of your neck whilst you tucked your bottom lip between your teeth, sandwiching it there to try and contain your noises.

sam could’ve came right then and there. you were talking to him now. called him baby, no less. and he should’ve stopped himself, felt embarrassed or repulsed by his actions, because his hands flew back to his laptop, quickly doing another donation. he wasted no time on this one, no second guessing, no hesitation—just pure desire and a much too big bank account for a guy with a job that doesn’t call for it.

he clicked the option for you to cum saying whatever he wanted, playing his cards just right. but it was all so stupid, and he knew he’d realize and regret it all when he looked back at his recent bank statements tomorrow. how disgusting for a man his age to be spending money on and getting off to a twenty-something year old girl he didn’t even know existed thirty minutes ago, and being so giddy about it. but he was deep in it now. he typed his short message of his name—his nickname—read it over once, maybe twice, then sent it. the payment went through. the damage was done.

anonymous sent a sweet $550!

option picked: cum to me <3

message included: sammy.

your eyes widened slightly at his new donation. sammy. he wanted you to orgasm while moaning his name. well, that’s certainly one way to answer your question.

it was gonna be your first orgasm of the night, having been edged by your viewers for the past forty minutes. you knew this relief was going to piss off a few viewers, but the reward of seeing you cum and so much after being teased and edged, it would be so worth it.

you leaned more on your elbow, speeding up the vibration of your dildo and picking up your pace with it, despite the painful ache in your wrist from doing this for so long. and you knew that whoever had sent this tip to you was following your exact movements. you cupped your breast with your free hand, squeezing the mass in your palm, showing the camera how the skin pooled and peeked out between your fingers.

you then pinched and tugged at your hardened nipple, squeezing and pulling with your index and thumb, prattling about how good it all felt while your moans filled the air. sam could see you were close, and god, he was right there with you. he started talking out loud like you could hear him, and that he was there and doing these things to you.

“yeah? y’like that, baby? like when i—mm, fuck—like when i pull on you like that? when i fuck you right?” he spoke breathlessly, trying to hold back his own noises so he could hear you better. he was failing. but you moaned and nodded just in time with his questions, almost like you were answering him.

the white-hot coil in your lower abdomen heated up quicker and quicker, about to breach containment. your hips twitched and your wrist froze up every few seconds, signaling your soon release. sam’s hand squeezed around his shaft, the veins protruding from the pressure of his slick, heated skin. he gasped and whined while his chest huffed, muscles in his toned thighs tensing along with your own. his balls drew up right when you yanked on your nipple again, moaning his name as you reached your high.

“fuckfuck—mmn—! happy.. happy birthday, sammy—! oh, fuck, sam—”

it was like you were sent from heaven, an angel guiding him into and through the most euphoric orgasm he had ever had. ropes of cum shot out of his tip, coating his stalled hand and landing up to his chest, leaving him completely out of breath and spent. and you were no different. your body was shaking, having dropped the purple toy off beside your body, still vibrating against the sheets. all while you squirted your juices over the pink polyester, drenching them into a darker color.

donations flooded your notifications, some even telling sam happy birthday, but mostly congratulating you and telling you how hot and pretty you were when you came. yours and sam’s breathing were labored, both of you trying to catch a single breath after the intense dual orgasm you had just experienced.

maybe being alone on his birthday was a good thing. because now he just found his new tradition.

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WILSON BETHEL as BENJAMIN POINDEXTER AKA BULLSEYE DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN S02E07 - 'The Hateful Darkness'

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wilson bethel as benjamin ' dex ' poindexter / bullseye , daredevil : born again . s2 : e5 the grand design .

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WILSON BETHEL as BENJAMIN POINDEXTER AKA BULLSEYE DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN S02E04 - 'Gloves Off'