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@justjazzithings
hello!
I’m Jazmyn Noire (just Jazzi pls!), and I write spicy words, make spicy content, and maybe someday I’ll learn to enjoy spicy foods as well.
Former emo kid who never got the message that emo has been dead since 2010 🥀 Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be emo kids. 🖤
ADHD-PI & GAD so like #neurodivergentgang ✌🏻
‘tis the season
“I’m gonna build you something.”
“Like what?”
“A beautiful life.”
I may or may not be currently writing a story about an underground group of femmes who illegally worship cats. a black market of catnip & canned wet food may or may not be involved.
why do i need a plot when i have magic and homosexuality
rt if you like damaged goods
Only three? I have ALL of them.
Oscar Wilde said,
you can either be a work of art, or wear one
I chose both.
A brat’s favorite comeback
“Make me”
“If we stay inside any longer, we’re going to end up screwing all day and I’ll get addicted to having you in me,” I said.
His hand grasped my hip and pulled me back gently so that I could feel him already aching for me. “So do it. Become addicted to me. Let me be your drug. Let me elevate you to the highest peaks of pleasure and catch you when you come down,” he said.
“Because I’m addicted to pleasing you.”
My eyes softened, lids fluttering closed while I leaned into his body. I craned my neck and he took the opportunity to kiss, suckle, and nip lightly at the sensitive skin between my shoulder and neck.
“You’re in my space, wearing my shirt, and I believe —“ two fingers grazed lightly down my stomach, pausing to trace circles teasingly at my panty line. I whimpered softly and felt his smile at my neck. After sliding a finger down my slick core, “already wet,” he added.
“And absolutely irresistible,” he said, pulling his fingers to my mouth and dipping them inside.
A soft moan escaped my lips, encouraging him to harden further. “I love the noises you make for me.”
