ᨳ𝐜/𝐰: smut 18 + mdni, piv, lotus position, oral (f! rec), overstimulation, dacryphilia, shibari, finger fucking, soft!tamsy, praises ᨳ𝐰/𝐜: 1,6k ᨳ𝐚/𝐧: his voice and eyes make me unngghhhh🧍♀️
Thinking about 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets handsy everytime you're near him. Whether you're wearing the Cleaner's uniform or the lounge wear he gets for you, he just have to smack or pinch your ass. It doesn't matter that you're alone or on a trash beast exterminating mission. He will smack that ass. Trust.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who is very good with dates! He remembers each and everytime anything remotely significant happened in your life and has that date etched into his brain. Be it the first ever date he took you on, or the day you joined the Cleaners. He has that all in his mind. And he never fails to wish you as such with gifts varying a wide range.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who has gifts for every occasion. Your pet's birthday? They get a custom-made collar. Your periods? A basket full of chocolates, flowers (artificial ones for now,) heating pads, cookies, medicine and anything you could think of. And if its your birthday, don't even think of stepping our your shared room.
You'd spend the entire next day just opening gifts from your husband who just sits by your side, eyes sparkling each time you unwrap a present.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who learns how to grow flowers from Delmon. The soil on the Ground is not the best for flowers to bloom. But if Delmon can do it, so will your husband.
Tamsy spends months after months of learning gardening from Delmon, learning everything there is to know about flowers. What flowers to grow, their seasons, what diseases that they can get, absolutely everything. And after a year spent learning and months of trial and failure, Tamsy surprises you with your personal garden. Planting flowers so that there is blooms every month, all through the year.
The crystal vase by your bedside table never goes empty.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets jealous easily. If you spend a second too long with talking to someone else, the man sulks like a child, pouting till you kiss that pout off.
He even gets jealous of the Kids squad who has come to love you as a mother figure, coming to your and your husband's room every now and then, sitting all surrounding you as you tell them stories.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who stands by the doorway frozen in place as he saw everyone form the Kids Team sleeping around you — Rudo's head resting on your right shoulder, Guita on the left, Dear sleeping in your lap with your fingers in his hair, Remlin sleeping with his mouth hung open by your feet.
That man had to pry them off of his dear wife.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 takes pride in helping you around the house. Unlike many men, Tamsy had taken the responsibility of morning coffee with breakfast, coming to your bed with a tray full of two coffee mugs and bread, waking you up from your sleep.
He genuinely likes helping you with chores — dusting furniture while you tell him what goes where and he happily moves them, washing the dishes while you dried.
Even if you were gone for a mission for a few days, you'd come home to a sparkling clean home, sheets dried and laundry already folded.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who loves to cook for you. A hearty meal after you come home after a long day of dismantling trash beasts and fighting Raiders, the smell of your husband's meals makes all the stress of the days slide off your shoulders.
Walking upto him, your wrap your arms around his waist as he stirred something in the pot, leaning his head back onto your shoulder. "Long day, darling?"
You sigh, his familiar scent bringing you comfort. "You know it."
Tamsy smiles, kissing your temple. "Freshen up, dinner is almost done."
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who doesn't let you do anything while he washes the dinner dishes with you standing beside him, fingers mindlessly drying the dishes as yout tell him all about your day. And the man listens to everything you have to say with that signature smile of his, nodding and gasping when your story called for it.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who eats you out like his life depends on it.
Firm hands pressing down on your thighs as he laps up your cunt, sucking your clit with reckless abandon.
"T-Tamsy...!" You choke out a moan, trying your best to push his head away from your burning core. How long has your husband been between your legs? Hours passed, but the man shoved his tongue inside your fluttering hole without a care for time.
Tamsy groans in annoyance, begrudingly taking out the bundle of nerves from his greedy mouth. "I'm not done yet, darling. Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a hungry man's meal?"
You shake your head from side to side, body shaking from overflowing pleasure coursing through your veins. Your husband had made you come more than three times with his mouth alone. And by the way, your lover was acting, he was far from done.
"C-can't 'sy, can't come no more!" You scream, your thighs feeling like jelly as they shook in your husband's calloused hand.
Tamsy tuts, shaking his head in disappointment. "This won't do, darling." Getting up, he fetches his vital instrument from the table, spinning the disstaff as its ropes coiled around your splayed body.
Ropes bind your hands above your head, forcing your shaking legs apart as they coil around each leg, keeping you bare open before Tamsy's hungry eyes.
Licking his shining lips, he whistles, finally satisfied. "See that darling? Tokushin never dissapoints me," he praises his Jinki, his tone condescending as he looks down on you, helpless and completely at his mercy.
He leans down to your slobbering cunt, sniffing in your scent like an addict. Because that was what he was.
Addicted to you.
Licking a strip from your cunt, his lips captured your clit, rolling the bud on his tongue. Playing, teasing.
Kissing your folds, he shoves two lithe digits in your awaiting cunt, curling them inside you. You gasp, back arching off the matress. Your husbands' glowing eyes are fixed on your face, contorted with pleasure.
You writhe in his intrument's binds, the cool sensation of his labret piercing, a stark contrast to your burning hot skin. Delving his tongue in your hole, the Cleaner continues thrusting his fingers inside you, fucking you open on his face.
He humps the bed as he all but made you side his face, his nose nudging against your clit from the movement. "Fuck, darling," he groans, sinking in his teeth on your folds. "You never fail to amuse me."
You could feel your high approaching, the coil in your abdomen tightening as Tamsy continued to fuck you with his face. Before you could warn him, you squirted all over his face, drenching his lashes as he looks at you with a smirk on his drenched lips, eyes glinting in mischief.
"My my, sweetheart," he muses, rubbing your release all over his face before the thrusted his fingers inside his mouth, sucking noisily. "Never knew my beloved was a squirter."
Mind buzzing, you could not even look at him as he climbed over you, his cock in his hand as he stroke himself to the view– you tied by his Tokushin, body shaking and flushed. And entirely his.
As Tamsy slid the mushroom tip of his dick along your wet folds, you choke on a moan, entirely overstimulated. "Tam-Tamsy, wait, 's too much!"
Tamsy smiles that sickly smile of his, hands pulling you up as he held you close, lips softly kissing down your neck. "Breath for me, my clematis."
You breathe in deeply, finally calming down when air fills your lungs. "All good, my dove?" Tamsy asks softly, kissing along along your jaw.
You nod, "'mkay," you mumble, hiding your face in the crook of his pale neck. "now...fuck me....please," you say under your breath.
Tamsy laughs in amusement. "Of course, my darling. Your wish is my command, afterall."
Holding you close, Tamsy bottomed out inside you, biting his lips as your walls clamped down on his length. "Fuck, my darling," he groans, pulling you even closer by the waist, biting down on your neck. "You're gonna milk me dry."
You whine as he begins to move, thrusting deep within you. Holding your bottom, Tamsy hisses as he fucked you deep. Your eyes widen when he hit the sweet spot, mouth hanging open. "There it is," he smirks, licking a strip from your jaw. "Your sweet, sweet spot, darling."
And he makes it his mission to hit it every time he thrusts in, your body spasming in his hold.
Lying you down, Tamsy holds your wrists down as he pummels your cunt, tears rolling down your face from the mind-numbing pleasure. "You look so pretty when you cry, my love," Tamsy laughs, licking away your tears.
"'m close, tam," you moan, thighs wrapping around his torso. "Me too, my dove. Lets come together."
You nod frantically, biting down on your lip hard enough to draw blood. Prying your lips open, Tamsy crashes his lips on yours, groaning as you come around him. It doesn't take long for your husband to spill deep inside you, his cum spilling out from your stuffed cunt.
Your husband holds you close as the two of you come down from your high.
His eyes stops glowing as he dispels his intrument, the ropes unwrapping from your body. Tamsy kissing, kissing your bare skin, proud and content. "You did so good, my love," he praises, wiping the sweat off your forehead.
You manage a sleepy smile, your eyes threatening to close. Tamsy smiles yet again, settling down beside you, his arms wrapping around your spent body. Reassuring, trusting.
Tamsy kisses your forehead, moving hair out of your face. "Sleep, my darling. I'll be right here when you wake up."
𓏵𝘤/𝘸: smut +18 mdni !!!, mean!yuu, daddy kink, oral(m! recieving), deepthroat, gagging, crying, name calling, toe fucking(?), unhinged, tit slapping, one slap, gropping 𓏵𝘢/𝘯: idk what came over me. been missing yuu so much :((
Thinking about 𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 who will have you on your knees before him, rubbing your face against his clothed dick.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, his hands in your hair as you nuzzle his jeans, drooling all over thr denim fabric.
"You want my cock, darling?" He pouts mockingly, shoving his thumb in your mouth. You don't need to be told twice as you suckle on his digit, doe eyes looking up at him with desperation and need.
"Yes, Yuu, please," a moan slips out your lips. You can feel the uncomfortable sticky patch forming on your lace underwear.
Suddenly Yuta's big hand comes crashing down on your cheek, turning your face side due to the impact.
You look up at him with wide eyes, fear and a twisted need clear in your eyes.
"That's not my name, slut."
Your pussy should not be this wet just from him calling you a slut. But it does. And it makes you sickly happy that it does.
"Sorry, Daddy," you say, a lovesick look on your face.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smiles, feeling a sense of pride. "Glad to see you suing that little brain of yours, bunny. Come now. My cock won't suck itself," he urged, taking out his hard cock, tip bulbous and leaking precum so deliciouly.
Licking your lips, you take his cock, rubbing it a few times on your face. Kissing it from the base, you give his cock a few pumps, likcing the tip.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 sighs, throwing his head back against the headrest, shoving his groin against your face.
The musky scent of his cock as your head absolutely reeling.
Pushing your own thighs together, you lick a fat strip from the base, taking the tip inside your mouth before take it out again, mesmerized.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 however, was losing his patience. Tutting, he grabbed your head, he shoved his dick in your mouth, not stopping until your nose touched his public hair, tears gathering at the corner if your widened eyes.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, pushing your head back only to shove back inside again, his tip reaching the back of your throat.
"So good for me, doll. Fuck—", he groaned, using your head as his personal fleshlight.
You manged around him, drooling from the corner of your mouth, landing on your bare chest.
Biting his lip, Yuta fondled with your breast, pinching and pulling on the nub till you were shaking from pleasure.
As he fucked your throat, Yuta shoved his big toe against your drenched pussy, tutting in dissapointment.
"A disgrace you are, bunny. This wet just from sucking cock?" He laughed, slapping yoru tits.
Whining against his cock, Yuta instructs you to take off you panties which you do in a rush before he sheathed his dripping cock in your throat again but not before spitting on your face.
And you huff as Yuta toyed with your pussy with his toe, shoving it in your fluttering cunt.
"Shit, baby. You are a slut," Yuta laughs, thumb slipping in your already stretched out mouth as you gag.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 holds your face flush against his pelvis as he approached his near, groaning as he pulled out just before he spilled thick white ropes all over your face and tits.
Your body convulsed as you came undone on Yuta's toe. Like a fucking bitch.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirks, feeling accomplished. Grabbing your hair, Yuta tilts your head back, smearing his cum all over your face. "My baby looks the prettiest with my cum. Fucking hell."
And you should be repulsed when he shoves his toe in your mouth. But you don't. You suck on his toe eagerly as you taste yourself on him.
ᨳ𝐜/𝐰: smut 18 + mdni, piv, lotus position, oral (f! rec), overstimulation, dacryphilia, shibari, finger fucking, soft!tamsy, praises ᨳ𝐰/𝐜: 1,6k ᨳ𝐚/𝐧: his voice and eyes make me unngghhhh🧍♀️
Thinking about 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets handsy everytime you're near him. Whether you're wearing the Cleaner's uniform or the lounge wear he gets for you, he just have to smack or pinch your ass. It doesn't matter that you're alone or on a trash beast exterminating mission. He will smack that ass. Trust.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who is very good with dates! He remembers each and everytime anything remotely significant happened in your life and has that date etched into his brain. Be it the first ever date he took you on, or the day you joined the Cleaners. He has that all in his mind. And he never fails to wish you as such with gifts varying a wide range.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who has gifts for every occasion. Your pet's birthday? They get a custom-made collar. Your periods? A basket full of chocolates, flowers (artificial ones for now,) heating pads, cookies, medicine and anything you could think of. And if its your birthday, don't even think of stepping our your shared room.
You'd spend the entire next day just opening gifts from your husband who just sits by your side, eyes sparkling each time you unwrap a present.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who learns how to grow flowers form Delmon. The soil on the Ground is not the best for flowers to bloom. But if Delmon can do it, so will your husband.
Tamsy spends months after months of learning gardening form Delmon, learning everything there is to know about flowers. What flowers to grow, their seasons, what diseases that they can get, absolutely everything. And after a year spent learning and months of trial and failure, Tamsy surprises you with your personal garden. Planting flowers so that there is blooms every month, all through the year.
The crystal vase by your bestie table never goes empty.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets jealous easily. If you spend a second too long with talking to someone else, the man sulks like a child, pouting till you kiss that pout off.
He even gets jealous of the Kids squad who has come to love you as a mother figure, coming to your and your husband's room every now and then, sitting all surrounding you as you tell them stories.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who stands by the doorway frozen in place as he saw everyone form the Kids Team sleeping around you — Rudo's head resting on your right shoulder, Guita on the left, Dear sleeping in your lap with your fingers in his hair, Remlin sleeping with his mouth hung open by your feet.
That man had to pry them off of his dear wife.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 takes pride in helping you around the house. Unlike many men, Tamsy had taken the responsibility of morning coffee with breakfast, coming to your bed with a tray full of two coffee mugs and bread, waking you up from your sleep.
He genuinely likes helping you with chores — dusting furniture while you tell him what goes where and he happily moves them, washing the dishes while you dried.
Even if you were gone for a mission for a few days, you'd come home to a sparkling clean home, sheets dried and laundry already folded.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who loves to cook for you. A hearty meal after you come home after a long day of dismantling trash beasts and fighting Raiders, the smell of your husband's meals makes all the stress of the days slide off your shoulders.
Walking upto him, your wrap your arms around his waist as he stirred something in the pot, leaning his head back onto your shoulder. "Long day, darling?"
You sigh, his familiar scent bringing you comfort. "You know it."
Tamsy smiles, kissing your temple. "Freshen up, dinner is almost done."
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who doesn't let you do anything while he washes the dinner dishes with you standing beside him, fingers mindlessly drying the dishes as yout tell him all about your day. And the man listens to everything you have to say with that signature smile of his, nodding and gasping when your story called for it.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who eats you out like his life depends on it.
Firm hands pressing down on your thighs as he laps up your cunt, sucking your clit with reckless abandon.
"T-Tamsy...!" You choke out a moan, trying your best to push his head away from your burning core. How long has your husband been between your legs? Hours passed, but the man shoved his tongue inside your fluttering hole without a care for time.
Tamsy groans in annoyance, begrudingly taking out the bundle of nerves from his greedy mouth. "I'm not done yet, darling. Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a hungry man's meal?"
You shake your head from side to side, body shaking from overflowing pleasure coursing through your veins. Your husband had made you come more than three times with his mouth alone. And by the way, your lover was acting, he was far from done.
"C-can't 'sy, can't come no more!" You scream, your thighs feeling like jelly as they shook in your husband's calloused hand.
Tamsy tuts, shaking his head in disappointment. "This won't do, darling." Getting up, he fetches his vital instrument from the table, spinning the disstaff as its ropes coiled around your splayed body.
Ropes bind your hands above your head, forcing your shaking legs apart as they coil around each leg, keeping you bare open before Tamsy's hungry eyes.
Licking his shining lips, he whistles, finally satisfied. "See that darling? Tokushin never dissapoints me," he praises his Jinki, his tone condescending as he looks down on you, helpless and completely at his mercy.
He leans down to you slobbering cunt, sniffing in your scent like an addict. Because that was what he was.
Addicted to you.
Licking a strip from your cunt, his lips captured your clit, rolling the bud on his tongue. Playing, teasing.
Kissing your folds, he shoves two lithe digits in your awaiting cunt, curling them inside you. You gasp, back arching off the matress. Your husbands' glowing eyes are fixed on your face, contorted with pleasure.
You writhe in his intrument's binds, the cool sensation of his labret piercing, a stark contrast to your burning hot skin. Delving his tongue in your hole, the Cleaner continues thrusting his fingers inside you, fucking you open on his face.
He humps the bed as he all but made you side his face, his nose nudging against your clit from the movement. "Fuck, darling," he groans, sinking in his teeth on your folds. "You never fail to amuse me."
You could fell your high approaching, the coil in your abdomen tightening as Tamsy continued to fuck you with his face. Before you could warn him, you squirted all over his face, drenching his lashes as he looks at you with a smirk on his drenched lips, eyes glinting in mischief.
"My my, sweetheart," he muses, rubbing your release all over his face before the thrusted his fingers inside his mouth, sucking noisily. "Never knew my beloved was a squirter."
Mind buzzing, you could not even look at him as he climbed over you, his cock in his hand as he stroke himself to the view– you tied by his Tokushin, body shaking and flushed. And entirely his.
As Tamsy slid the mushroom tip of his dick along your wet folds, you choke on a moan, entirely overstimulated. "Tam-Tamsy, wait, 's too much!"
Tamsy smiles that sickly smile of his, hands pulling you up as he held you close, lips softly kissing down your neck. "Breath for me, my clematis."
You breathe in deeply, finally calming down when air fills your lungs. "All good, my dove?" Tamsy asks softly, kissing along along your jaw.
You nod, "'mkay," you mumble, hiding your face in the crook of his pale neck. "now...fuck me....please," you say under your breath.
Tamsy laughs in amusement. "Of course, my darling. Your command is my wish, afterall."
Holding you close, Tamsy bottomed out inside you, biting his lips as your walls clamped down on his length. "Fuck, my darling," he groans, pulling you even closer by the waist, biting down on your neck. "You're gonna milk me dry."
You whine as he begins to move, thrusting deep within you. Holding your bottom, Tamsy hisses as he fucked you deep. Your eyes widen when he hit the sweet spot, mouth hanging open. "There it is," he smirks, licking a strip from your jaw. "Your sweet, sweet spot, darling."
And he makes it his mission to hit it every time he thrusts in, your body spasming in his hold.
Lying you down, Tamsy holds your wrists down as he pummels your cunt, tears rolling down your face from the mind-numbing pleasure. "You look so pretty when you cry, my love," Tamsy laughs, licking away your tears.
"'m close, tam," you moan, thighs wrapping around his torso. "Me too, my dove. Lets come together."
You nod frantically, biting down on your lip hard enough to draw blood. Prying your lips open, Tamsy crashes his lips on yours, groaning as you come around him. It doesn't take long for your husband to spill deep inside you, his cum spilling out from your stuffed cunt.
Your husband holds you close as the two of you come down from your high.
His eyes stops glowing as he dispels his intrument, the ropes unwrapping from your body. Tamsy kissing, kissing your bare skin, proud and content. "You did so good, my love," he praises, wiping the sweat off your forehead.
You manage a sleepy smile, your eyes threatening to close. Tamsy smiles yet again, settling down beside you, his arms wrapping around your spent body. Reassuring, trusting.
Tamsy kisses your forehead, moving hair out of your face. "Sleep, my darling. I'll be right here when you wake up."
⋆.˚𝗰/𝘄: smut 18+ mdni, piv, exhibition kink, public sex, creampie, dom!yuu, bulge kink ⋆.˚𝗮/𝗻: tell me your brain is entirely rotten with yuta without telling me you're brainrotten with yuta...
"yuta! my lo—" before you could finish your sentence, yuta cupped his girlfriend's with the utmost care, calloused palm colliding with your soft skin, crashing his lips with yours.
the kiss was full of longing and relief; your lips moved in sync, fitting like puzzle pieces. yuta's fingers treaded through your hair, left hand on your lower back pressing your body closer to his.
a muffled moan escaped the you lips as you parted for a fraction of a second. the special grade's sunken eyes drinking in yours. deep and longing. chapped lips moving down your neck, his hands roaming all over your body. hungry. greedy.
yuta pushed and guided the two of you back till your body touched the wall of the dark tunnel, groaning as he grinded against your increasingly wet cunt.
"thought I'd never kiss you again, pretty," he huffed, sucking on the skin of your neck.
you moaned, throwing your head back against the stone wall. "yuu, baby–," you managed before his hands found their way under your white uniform, lithe fingers toying with your breasts. "p-people might see!"
"let them," yuta mumbled against your skin, reckless dripping from his words. "their eyes will be blessed."
you couldn't argue that the prospect of other players catching you in the act, maybe even fucking their cocks into their useless fists, aroused and utterly helpless as they just watch.
"mmngf–" you moaned, grinding your pussy against his cold palm, your body acting on its own. yuta fumbled as he took out his pulsing cock from the restraint of the fabric, mushroom head flushed and pink.
pretty as always.
"fuck baby," he groaned, sliding his tip along your slick folds, dipping in just before pulling out. teasing. "can I, my love?" he pouted mockingly, eyes hungry with lust. "can I please fuck you? Here in the open, for all to see?" he smirks, his thumb making its way to your mouth as you suck mindlessly. always so good.
he knows the answer, but he still asks, enjoying the helpless look on your face as you nod frantically, thighs pressing together in desperate need for friction, humping his knee like an animal.
"words," he whispered in your ear, low and dangerous. "use your words, doll."
"yes, yuu," you begged, tears gathered around your eyes. "please, fuck me."
yuta almost came right then at your whine, desperate and hungry. "as you wish, my darling," he grunted, hissing as he bottomed out inside you.
your walls clenched around his dick, not wanting to let them go. "fuck, yuu!" you screamed, trying your best to keep your sounds, but it is nearly impossible as yuta thrusted inside you with abandon, chasing his own high.
yuta lifted your legs, wrapping them around his waist. this new angle allowed him to thrust even deeper, his your abdomen, the imprint of his dick moving inside you.
you sobbed, body shaking from pleasure. "ungh–," you groaned, toes curling. "fuck fuck fuck!"
yuta bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. the veins on his arms were about to pop as he used the wall as leverage to fuck you even deeper, his mind buzzing with white-hot pleasure. he could feel his near approach.
your back arched off the wall, your walls fluttering around his hot cock. body strung to the limit, your high came crashing down as yuta pummeled his cock, fucking you through your high.
it didn't take long for him to come, biting down on your skin as he spilled deep inside you till they dripped out your stuffed cunt, messy and almost pornographic.
body shaking from the high, your body slumped forward, colliding with his heaving one. "yuu, you bastard," you mutter, body buzzing from the pleasure. and to think you just wanted to kiss your lover after he fought so well against the cursed roach.
"hehe, sorry, sweetheart," yuta pouted, setting you down slowly as he pulled out.
"it's your fault for your lips being so fucking sweet to me," he pouted mockingly, moving the hair away from your sweaty face.
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Inspired by a lot of such *chalk pastel tattoos on paper* images from Pinterest. I have always wanted to create something similar and use it for my Blog theme but the ideas didn't hit this hard earlier, *SIGH*...maybe Next theme😮💨🤞🏻 So, finally some dividers with the same chalky-pastel-galactic designs 😌💕
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