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when your brain gets loud and your skin feels like it’s the only place to put the pain.
when you start thinking “just one time” or “it’ll make it quieter.”
i know that feeling. i know how convincing it can be.
but urges are waves. they rise, they crash, and they pass — even when it doesn’t feel like it.
you don’t have to fight forever. you just have to get through this moment.
try anything that buys you time:
hold ice, draw lines where you want to hurt, sit on your hands, text someone, breathe like it matters — because it does.
you are not weak for wanting relief.
you are not broken for struggling.
and you are not alone in this, even if it feels like you are.
If all you did today was resist for five minutes longer than you thought you could — that counts.
That matters.
You matter.
TW: Talks of childhood abuse, slight talk of alcoholism
⋆｡𖦹 Henry never cared about body types and all that junk but he wouldn't mind coming home to a soft and warm inviting body.
⋆｡𖦹 Whether you are mid-size, plus sized or just had a little extra meat on your bones.
⋆｡𖦹 He likes coming home to have a hot meal and a loving partner who doesn't judge him like his coworkers at his workplace.
⋆｡𖦹 At the start of the relationship he was really turned off by the idea of affection but as time went on he started craving that scared intimacy of it. He likes holding your hand, hugging you, cuddling in bed, etc.
⋆｡𖦹 He definitely complains to you about Austin and how he always seems to take the spotlight. You intently listen to him making feel seen and heard which was also something that felt rare to him.
⋆｡𖦹 You never once judged him so why should he judge you. It would be hypocritical of him to do so. He loves you very deeply. He's stated this multiply times whenever you feel like you aren't good enough for him.
⋆｡𖦹 On his way to work one day he noticed you left him a love note and he was super giddy on the inside for the whole day. It left some of workers confused and uneasy.
⋆｡𖦹 His favorite part of you would have to be your chubby cheeks or your plushy arms. He likes your cheeks cause they make your eyes crinkle with joy and the way lift up when you smile. He likes your arms because when they wrap around him it feels like he's hugging a big soft panda/bear.
⋆｡𖦹 When he feels comfortable enough he'll talk to you about some more touchy topics like what he went through in his childhood but expect him to have his head on your shoulder and a arm wrapped around your plush waist.
⋆｡𖦹 If you ever feel insecure to be honest he wouldn't know what to do. (I hc him to be socially awkward.) But he'll try his best to comfort you. Whether that be through listening or through affectionate gestures.
⋆｡𖦹 He still has his alcohol problem but he's eased up with help from you. You promised to help him with his work in exchanged for him to drink less.
A/N: Can you guys tell I'm getting back into this fandom.
Also sorry for leaving for so long and then randomly coming back. I promise to write when I have the time and ideas. My writers block is finally easing up. Thank you and I hope you all have a wonderful day/night.
CW: Cunnilingus, Degradation (Semi), Might be ooc not sure..
“Stop squirming brat..” Sukuna’s voice came out as a growl. “Can’t help it.. It feels so good.” You whimpered as your plush thighs clenched around his head. “Keep this up and I’ll stop.” He warned you with a glare. His red eyes pierced through her soul and you spread your legs again. “Good girl” Sukuna crooned at you. “You’re my woman. Mine to please, satisfy and mine to fuck.” He said as he gripped your thighs and pulled you closer to his mouth. He licked up from your slit to your clit before spitting on it and diving back in for more of your sweet nectar. “Out of all the women in the world, do you know why I chose you?” He asked you with a smug tone. “N-No why?” You asked him with glazed eyes from the pleasure. “Cause.. You have the wettest and dirtiest cunt I’ve seen in a long while.” He said with a sly grin. “You know for the king of curses you have a very big ego.” You said with a slight glare. “Please you know better than to talk back to me, woman.” Sukuna said with annoyed glare. “Just for that little quip you deserved to wait a little longer brat.” Sukuna said as he pushed his finger inside of you. Curling them to hit that sweet spot that made you see stars. His nails graze against your gummy walls as he continues to finger you. A wicked grin came onto his face as he saw she was about to cum. “Get ready brat” He told you as he sucked your clit into his mouth. “Ryo!” You cried out as you creamed on his fingers. “Is that what you needed? Finally gonna stop being bratty?” Sukuna said with a smug grin. You turn your head away feeling slightly embarrassed but then nodded. “Good. Get up with have other things to do before I get to fuck you properly” He told you before walking out of the room.
Am I Living an Illusion? | Suguru/Kenjaku x Chubby! Reader
Summary; You’re not so sure your boyfriend is who he says he is anymore.
Warnings; smut (cunnilingus, P in V) imposter! au? cockwarming (mentioned) (loosely based on the song “runaway runaway” by Mars Argo)
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
You tried to ignore it at first. The way he didn’t have that slight limp in his walk. How he started adding cream to his coffee instead of just black. The way he suddenly started treating you.
Suguru had always been a frigid lover. He never allowed you to get too close. In fact, you often wondered if you were even in a relationship in the first place. He never held your hand, hardly cuddled with you, and talking to him was like pulling teeth. The only shred of adoration he showed you was when his hands grabbed at the fat of your thighs to fuck into you.
That’s why you know whatever is in front of you, is not your Suguru.
Because your Suguru would never hold you the way this one does, like you’re his reason for breathing, like you’re a goddess among men and he’s trying to keep you for himself. He would never talk to you like this one does, voice so soft and gentle, almost like a whisper. He would never look at you like this one, like you hung the Sun, Moon and all the stars.
And he especially wouldn't plan an elaborate dinner for Valentine's Day.
— —
“I just want to spoil you, sweetheart. I feel we’ve grown apart these last few weeks.” He murmurs in your ear. You’d been trying to come to terms with your feelings for whatever is inhabiting your boyfriend, thus causing a bit of separation.
Anytime you both were in the same room, you made an excuse to leave. It was a bit immature, sure, but you didn’t know how to cope with what you were feeling. Something clearly wasn’t right with your boyfriend, but he was also beginning to act exactly how you’ve been wanting. You weren’t sure what to do, however, after mentioning in passing how much you wanted to participate in the holiday, you didn’t really have much of an excuse to get out of this.
“I- I don’t know, Sugu. It’s been a while.” You deflect. “Didn’t you say you’ve always wanted to do something on this day? I know I’ve been dismissive before, but I want to make up for that now.” He turns you to face him, thumb caressing the softness of your cheek. It’s moments like this that remind you he’s not who he used to be, that he’s something entirely different.
“Suguru” on the other hand was struggling to hold himself back from just wiping everything off the table taking you right there.
How? How did his host go this long without fucking you?
If it was up to him, you’d never leave his cock, reduced to nothing but a cock-drunk cumdump that warms his dick.
Not to say that was a bad thing. He just wants to ravish you, run his tongue along your curves and grip your supple flesh. Sink his teeth into your pouty lips and just take everything you have to offer.
You feel your cheeks heat up under his stare, the intensity in which he’s looking at you causing wetness to pool in your panties. “Well, yes. But I just think-” He shushes your thoughts by pressing a brief peck to your lips. “Ah, ah, ah,” He tuts, moving to pick up a chocolate covered strawberry and putting the delicacy to your lips. “No thinking today, just… feeling.” He says and if you weren’t paying attention, you’d miss the mischievous glint in his eyes.
Your clit pulses at his words, so you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Without breaking eye contact, you lean down slightly and take a bite of delicious fruit in his hand. “Suguru” feels his cock twitch at the sight of the red juice dripping down your chin. He can’t help himself when he reaches out to wipe the juice, sucking the same finger into his mouth, savoring the taste of you.
And you can’t help yourself when you finally reach out and press a searing kiss to his lips, the taste of the strawberry and each other dancing on each of your tongues.
He pulls you into his lap without breaking the kiss, hands immediately finding purchase on your soft waist. He groans at the feel of you grinding down on his clothed cock, desperate for some sort of friction.
He takes pity on you and lifts you up with ease, the action causing you to squeal in surprise, arms wrapping around his neck to anchor yourself. “Do you really think I’d let you get hurt, sweet thing?” He asks earnestly, an almost hurt expression on his face. But it’s quickly wiped away as his hands run up and down your body. “With me around, you’ll never be hurt again.” It was said with such finality that you had no choice but to believe him.
He carries you to your shared bedroom, once cold now full of love. He carefully lays you on your silk sheets, taking his time to undress you, almost like a present for himself.
“Suguru” can hardly contain his appreciation for the sight before him. You were quite literally everything he was looking for in a partner, and he couldn’t believe his luck when he picked a host that had exactly what he needed.
With that thought in mind, he rids himself of his clothes, eager to make a mess of you. “You’re so pretty, baby. You look so good laid out for me like this.” He sighs, running his hands up and down your thighs. You try to squeeze them tight to prevent him from catching sight of your wetness but it’s fruitless; he can practically taste you on his tongue.
He manages to pry your legs apart, the sight of your sticky folds enough to make a grown man weep. He doesn’t hold himself back anymore, immediately diving into your soaked cunt.
You gasp as he sucks your clit into his mouth, tongue laving over the bundle of nerves as you grind into his face. “That’s it, baby. Use me. Use me to get off, you deserve it.” And you know what? You fucking do.
So you do as he says, pressing his face further into your pussy as you get off on his mouth. He’s moaning into you, hands grabbing at whatever he can as you whine and gasp at the overwhelming feeling.
It doesn’t take long before you’re cumming, cunt spasming around his tongue as he uses it to fuck you through your orgasm, your body twitching at the intensity of it.
He presses one final kiss to your clit before pulling away slightly, hands rubbing comforting circles into your skin. He leans up to your face, pressing a deep kiss to your lips before pulling away to look at the softness in your eyes.
“Ready for more?” He asks, pressing sweet pecks to your chubby cheeks. You’re coherent enough to nod in the affirmative, and that’s all “Suguru” needs to get to work, running his hard dick through your soaked folds to lube himself up.
The glide into your cunt is easy, the head of his cock nearly nudging your cervix with every thrust.
He’s beating your poor pussy up, dick slamming into your g-spot and he’s not faring any better. Your moans and the squelch of your pussy is music to his ears, and the way your cunt clenches every time he makes a particularly deep thrust has a shiver running down his spine.
As he nears his orgasm, he realizes he has to feel you cum on his cock. It’s a must.
He reaches up and pinches each of your nipples, licking into your mouth when you open it to moan for him. “Cum for me. Cum on my fucking cock.” He demands, slamming into you in quick succession. All it takes is one, two, three more thrusts and you're spilling all over his cock, drenching him in your release. It’s not long before he’s right behind you, holding you flush against him as he spills his seed deep in your womb.
You’re panting against each other, holding each other as you catch your breaths. It’s a few minutes before “Suguru” pulls away and leaves the room and you’re worried things will go back to the way they were before. But then he comes back with a wet cloth, a bowl of the chocolate strawberries and a bottle of water. He hands you the fruit and water, before running the wet towel through your soaked folds, careful of your sensitivity.
Once he’s finished he tosses the towel onto his nightstand to be dealt with later, then pulling you flush against him as he feeds you more of the strawberries. You sigh in content as you let yourself be cared for.
Once you’ve finished the fruit and drank a good portion of the water, “Suguru” hugs you close to him once again, your back against his front, as he rubs his hand over your plump tummy. You think about this. About the intimacy he provides, the safety you feel with him.
“I know you’re not what you once were Suguru,” You start, and you feel him stiffen behind you. You place your hand over his, intertwining your fingers. “But I don’t care.”
I know it isn’t Halloween {not that I celebrate Halloween} but it is fall season.
So imagine having a scarecrow bf.
His owner just happened to give him a silly name like Crowy McCaw. He’s embarrassed by it but you tell him it was cute so he warms up and starts to like his name.
When he’s not scaring away the crows from eating the farmer’s vegetables and pumpkins. He likes to spend time with you exploring the village. It’s a huge village that is almost always in the fall season. So whenever someone that’s not from the village visits it’s a small treat for him to have new company.
You tell him stories about different holidays and seasons. He lights up when you tell him about winter and Christmas. He’s never seen snow before or celebrated it so you decide when Christmas rolls around you would help him see some snow.
Since he’s the only scarecrow that’s technically alive he sometimes talks to other scarecrows thinking that they’ll talk back. He gets so sad when he realizes that they can’t talk like him. So to keep him from getting too lonely you got him a black cat that wears a cute little straw hat. He gets so excited he treats the cat like it’s your guy's child.
He loves you very much despite not being totally human but he doesn’t mind the difference at all. He definitely prefers chubby women because of how soft and plump their bodies are. He can wrap his arms around you and feel how warm you are.
Sometimes he’ll huddle close to you when a cool crisp autumn air blows. He also loves your double chin; he thinks it is similar to the ends of his baggy head. It provides extra protection for your throat and face. He very much is a chubby chaser. He just really loves fat/chubby women and there’s nothing that’ll stop him from loving you.
CW: Mentions of Lingerie [Slightly Suggestive], Obsessive Adisorn.
This is mostly going to be headcanons and my personal experience with being Autistic. {So Slight Self-Indulgence}
♡ You have been friends with Adisorn for a while now. Well technically you were online friends. You bonded over your love of this cute little shooter game. He mained one of the characters and he was really good.
♡ You learned a lot of tips and tricks from him and which made your bond grow stronger. He slowly started to gain your trust. You hesitated about telling him that you were autistic based on past experiences with friends in the past. You kinda felt like the outcast in your own friend group and sometimes even with your own family it felt like that. But Adisorn was nothing but kind and patient with you. Whether it be a game mechanic that you don’t understand or when you're rambling about a new interest you have.
♡ When you decided that it was time to tell him. He was really understanding and sincere. He didn’t make you feel like you were different and he didn’t interrupt when you were explaining. It felt refreshing to have someone that seemed genuine and caring towards your disability. He even sheepishly told you that he picked a few signs that you were probably not neurotypical. Like how you always wore headphones in the pictures that you sent, the infodumping about certain topics or fandoms that you liked, how changes in schedule would be very upsetting to you while to him it seemed like nothing, and how certain textures made you react in either positively or negatively.
♡ After you told him about your disability you expected him to treat you differently like your family did but he didn’t. He treated you the same way which made you feel so happy and relieved. He even took the time to notice the little shifts about you. How you respond quickly to his texts, how sometimes it would take a few seconds for your brain to register certain social cues or sometimes when you forget about doing certain tasks.
♡ Adisorn decided to do some research about your autism. Just so he’s aware of what to not to do and what is okay for him to do. He decided to send you some fidget toys since he saw that some autistic people used certain toys to stimulate themselves and once he heard that your headphones had died on you. Next day you find a package on your front doorstep and inside was a pair of noise cancelling headphones. You immediately called him and thanked him for the gift. To which he responded with a chuckle and said “It was no problem at all.”
♡ You told him about your old friends and he kept a poker face on but inside he was beyond seething that someone like you could be treated like an outcast by people who were supposed to care about you. He vowed to himself that he wouldn’t treat you like how your old friends did.
♡ Adisorn really enjoys hearing you infodump about your favorite TV show/movie/game/etc. It gives him more things to spoil you with. He liked the way your voice lit up with excitement as you told him about your favorite characters/game elements/ships/etc. He felt like he was talking to an excited puppy. He often gives his own input if he knows about a certain topic you were rambling about.
♡ Adisorn knew that you were chubby from the photos you sent but you refused to show your face. He often left stickers that had awestruck expressions anytime you posted a picture of your body. God did he wish he could jump through the screen and hug your soft and plump body. You have this poor man whipped whether that be a good or bad thing has yet to be seen. One time you accidentally sent him a photo of you in some sexy lace lingerie that you had meant to send to someone else. You embarrassingly apologized to him and deleted the photo but little did you know he had already seen it and saved it to his phone. He definitely was going to put that in his photo album of you.
♡ You were so cute and you looked so beautiful to him. Like you looked like you came straight from his dreams. He had to see you in-person so he moved to your city to be closer to you and you two decided to meet up. On the day of the meet it was a cold snowy day so you made sure to dress warmly. Once you left your apartment you looked around for him. It took a few minutes but you found him. You smiled brightly as you waved at him to which he smiled back. He threw his cigarette to the ground and stomped it out. If you like physical touch he holds out his arms and hugs you tightly but if you don’t like that he’ll settle for a fist bump. The two of you head to your favorite restaurant. You talk about the menu before ordering your food. You feel comfortable around Adisorn. He made sure you were comfortable and didn’t treat you differently. He even made sure to keep a few fidget toys if you needed something to stimulate yourself.
♡ You guys get your food and he makes sure that you are okay with your food. He knows certain textures make you uncomfortable or if you're a picky eater he makes sure to get you something else if you don’t like the food you're eating. Once you're done with your food you pay and leave. You two decided to walk around and look at the store. Since Christmas was coming up you wanted to get Adisorn a gift. You then noticed a stall that had various keychains that your favorite video game was on sale. You decided to get one that was Adisorn’s favorite. You paid for the gift and headed on your way to find Adisorn looking at another stall. “Whatcha looking at?” You asked him. He smirked and gestured towards the stall. “Animal headbands..?” You questioned him with a confused expression. “Yeah.. Do you think you’d look cute with one of these?” He teased you. “I don’t know..” You sheepishly turned down the idea. “Alright.. How about rock paper scissors? Whoever loses has to wear whatever the winner picks.” Adisorn suggested. “Hell yeah you’re on.” You asked with a determined expression. After three rounds you won and Adisorn feigned disappointment. You picked out the animal you thought fit him best. {If you played the game just imagine that you picked whichever one was available.} he chuckled at your decision. “Alright.. I’ll be your little {Whatever animal you picked}.” He said as he put on the headband.
♡ The two of you soon walked through the market until it was time to leave. You had so much fun with Adisorn you hope you could see him again soon.
Hello! May I please request Miguel head cannons with an asexual! Reader. Both romantic and platonic. I don’t feel like reader needs any specific pronouns so they/them are fine. Thank you so much!
HI ANON
I took more time to write this one because i wanted to make sure i would give correct representation ! i talked to my bestie @gollygothgal so that she might help me on this and tried my very best ! i also tried to learn more on the subject with this video right here
PLEASE if you are ace and you feel like you have not been represented properly in this i beg you to tell me, misrepresenting you is the last thing in the world i would ever wish for
word count : 757 words (without vocabulary)
headcanons : Miguel x asexual!reader
Platonic :
when you came out to him, you had to properly explain to him what this meant
because although this man is very understanding, he also doesn’t know much about sexuality and gender (you also had to explain to him about gender, be patient with him because he’s trying very hard to understand)
the man made EXTENSIVE research on the matter, asking Lyla about articles and historical events as well as chemical explanation just to be sure to understand you and respect your orientation
once he understood what it was exactly, he bought you an ace bracelet so that you could go around the society without being bothered, but also so that you could be sure that you were in a safe environment that respected your sexuality and identity
you might’ve gotten anxious about the possibility that he would’ve looked at you in a different way when coming out to him, but this man just dearly wants you to be honest with him so that he can be sure to never ever make you feel uncomfortable in any sort of way
at this point he knows everything about the subject, to the extent that he might even know more than you on it
if you’re (aro)ace, he might try and strangle any person that annoys you the slightiest bit on the subject of your sexuality
someone actually once compared your sexuality as “just being single” and Miguel was so about to braid their veins
“yea I’m just like you I don’t want to have sex this year” ← the person who said this ended up to the hospital
he heard about a sort of inside joke in the community of asexuals about them loving cake, so he buys you some occasionally
he is curious though about how your life works with that, but will only ask questions if you assure him you’re comfortable on this subject
romantic :
first of all, he is very respective of your sexual orientation
once, you felt bad about not being able to satisfy him sexually, and wanted to at least try to do something for him
but it made you way too uncomfortable and had to stop
Miguel was not disappointed at all, far from it, because you had tried your best and he loved you no matter what
he spent his whole time after that event comforting telling you how it is okay
because this man is grown alright
he knows that love is not only about sex, and that sex is just a part of love. things like trust, respect and communication are much more important to him than carnal stuff
he knows that you love him, and that’s all that matters to him
one of this man’s love languages is touch, and whenever he touches you, he has to hear from your own words that you are okay with him touching you even if it’s on regular places of the body like the waist for instance
once he accidentally touched your butt = the man apologised and felt bad for the entire day because of this no matter how you told it’s okay
you were worried that miguel would want to stop dating you as soon as he learned you were asexual, but not at all, because you had not built your relationship around sex, you had built your relationship around each other, and that’s what mattered to him the most
if you do like cuddling though and maybe are heteroromantic, this man will never get his hands off of you (he will also kiss you at every given moment because kisses are the “I love you”s of he body after all)
if you’re a grey asexual/sex positive asexual, he really wants to be sure before doing any move that he has your written consent
if you’re a repulsed asexual, he is completely understanding
if you’re demi-sexual and bond enough with him to have sexual attraction developing towards him, he’ll fly through the roof
if you’re autosexual, he is completely okay with that and gives you room and space for this (will even leave the house/quarters to make sure you can have this time for yourself)
if you’re acespike, he’ll waste NO TIME like- he’ll really be there on the minute for whatever you want to do
if you’re quoisexual he will be incredibly patient and of course understanding. He knows it can be hard sometimes to identify your own identity and will support you no matter what
if you’re caedsexual, and you tell him how and why, he might cry and never let go off you because he feels extremely honoured that you felt trusting enough towards him to tell him your story
vocabulary :
gray asexual : they experience some sexual attraction though it may be rare or mild, inconsistent or irregular
demisexual : they experience sexual attraction only after a very close emotional bond is formed
autosexual : they feel sexual attraction to themselves as opposed to other people (like preferring masturbation to sexual activity with a partner)
ace spike : will usually experience no sexual attraction but may sometimes have sudden very intense spikes of sexual attraction (these usually last for short periods of time before returning to feeling no sexual attraction)
quoisexual : describes a little bit of uncertainty or confusion as to your identity on the asexual spectrum/can describe someone who doesn’t really understand sex or sexual orientation as it relates to themselves – they also sometimes don’t see the importance in defying it
caedsexual – describes someone who once had sexual attraction and no longer does, especially people that have had negative sexual experiences in the past or ptsd that contributes to their lost of attraction
It had been a few months since you and Dylan started dating. You two have known each other since childhood despite your differences in species. You were a cat hybrid and he was a human. You had cat ears and a cat tail but despite that Dylan has never been mean or judgmental towards you in-fact he was way overprotective and slightly clingy. You didn’t mind it he must have been really lonely since he was a billionaire living in a huge condo. He has a lot of responsibility and choices to make. He was able to take care of you so when you moved in with him everything seemed to be good and natural. You didn’t mind it at all until you wanted to have sex with him. He instantly said no saying that he didn’t want to hurt you. You tried reassuring him that he wouldn’t hurt you but he kept refusing so you gave up. That is until you went into heat and boy was it intense. You tried everything. Humping your pillows, using the dildos and sex toys that Dylan bought for you but nothing was working so here you were playing with your aching and swollen clit.
Your boyfriend was in meeting so you couldn’t call and you didn’t want to bother him so you roughed it out. Your arousal coated your plush thighs and leaked from your aching hole. Boy did you wish he’d come home already. Tears of frustration and need flowed down your cheeks as whimpers left your lips as you continued to rub your clit. You then heard the front door open and there you saw him a worried expression on his face. Your brain was so fried that you thought you called out his name but you said something entirely different. “Daddy.. please fuck me. It hurts.” You pleaded as more pretty tears ran down your cheeks. You saw something shift in his eyes instead of softness there was something primal about his new expression.
He walks over to the bed and pounces on you. You feel his fingers glide over you overly swollen clit he applies a gentle pressure on your clit making you squeal as your tail wraps around his thigh. His other hand slides down and he uses his middle and ring finger to tease your entrance. He slowly pushes them inside you causing you gasp from the stretch that your own fingers couldn’t provide. “Don’t worry little kitty Daddy’s gonna help you feel better.” He whispered in your ear as he started to thrust his fingers in and out. You moan at the sensation the delicious friction of his thick fingers rubbing against your gummy walls. Finally after a few minutes of prepping you. He shed his clothes to reveal his manhood. He was pretty big way bigger than you anticipated but that didn’t deter you from wanting him. He climbed on-top of you and positioned himself at your entrance.
You groan in pain and pleasure as he stretched you out with his cock. Once he was fully seated he looked down at you with a smirk. “Hang on tight kitten this is gonna be a while ride.” Dylan told you as he kissed your cheek. He slowly pulled out and then ram himself back inside causing you to whine. He chuckled and then started to move in and out at a fast pace. The sound of skin smacking skin echoed through the room along side your moans and whines. You wrapped your legs around him to pull him in deeper. “Heh.. you’re such a cute little thing aren’t ya.” Dylan cooed as he pulled out and then rammed back inside causing you causing your plump belly to jiggle slightly. His pace went faster and faster you felt the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. Your nails dig into his back that will surely leave marks later but he didn’t care. As long as he relieves you of your heat that all that matters to him. He soon feels you clench around him. “Oh are you gonna cum sweetie? Come on cum for me now.” Dylan said as he kissed you swallowing your screams of pleasure as you creamed around his cock. He soon released his cum and painted your walls white. He pulled away and both of you were panting and sweaty. “Do you feel better now {name}?” Dylan asked her. “Y-Yeah.. much better but can we do again? I kinda feel like a need to bit more.” You said as a soft blush coated your cheeks. “Damn.. whatever you want sweetheart.” Dylan purred in a seductive manner.
