SanrioMilk

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[sanriomilk]

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[retiredpeach]

[if-dreams-do-come-true]

How'd You Like Your Breakfast?

It is not rare for couples to develop a secret language between themselves. It keeps it playful. It keeps the spark alive. This is how Leon and his lover signals to each other on how they prefer their “breakfast”.

Written with Infinite Darkness Leon in mind.

Inspired by RE Damnation Leon’s multiple mentions about wanting breakfast.

⚠️ CW: using food to allude to sexual acts & kinks. Explicit touching and fingering. Leon is a tease. The “Lover” is written to be AFAB. She is written to be a little shy at first, but gradually warms up to the idea of it all (because she is a closet freak).

⛔️ MDNI - Must have ADULT age indicator in bio.

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Divider Credit @/saradika

The late morning’s sunlight spilled lazily through the blinds of their small apartment’s bedroom.

It was one of those impossibly rare Sundays.

No buzzing phone, no urgent calls.

No cryptic government briefings pulling Leon away at the ungodly hours.

Most importantly, there were no world-ending threats lurking beyond the edges of their little sanctuary.

Just peace.

Just the two of them, tangled together like they had all the time in the world.

Leon laid on his back with her tucked perfectly against his side. Her head rested on his chest, warm and still a little sleepy.

One arm curled around her waist, his hand guiding…holding her close. The other hand was tracing idle circles along the bare skin of her hip just beneath the thin sheet.

She fit against him like she belonged there; soft where he was hard, shy where he was sure.

Leon stared at the ceiling for a moment, listening to her soft breathing…before a faint smile pulled at the corners of his mouth.

“Morning, sweetheart.” He pressed a lingering kiss on the top of her head. “You know what day it is?” His voice still rough with sleep.

“Mm?” She shifted slightly, pressing closer without opening her eyes. “…lazy Sunday.” A faint whisper.

“Exactly.” Leon shifted just enough to roll her onto her back beneath him. Careful and gently, his body hovering as he braced on one forearm “Mmm… you know what I’m thinking?” but still with that familiar playful tone.

His free hand drifting along her side, until his thumb teasingly brushed the underside of her breast. “Means we’ve got time for breakfast.” He said with a smirk.

Her cheeks started to flush as she nuzzled closer, hiding her face against his neck.

She knew that tone; knew exactly what “breakfast” meant between them.

The secret code they’d developed over stolen nights and quiet mornings. The turning of something sinfully dirty into something sweetly innocent.

She still got that shy flutter in her stomach every time he said it out loud. “Breakfast sounds…” She bit her lip. “…good.” A murmur, soft and bare. Almost innocent…almost.

“Yeah?” Leon let out a low chuckle, the sound vibrated against her. “Then tell me, baby…how do you want your breakfast this morning?” His voice still husky.

He dipped his head to kiss the corner of her jaw, then letting his lips brush down her throat - his breath hot against her pulse. His hand kept exploring: slowly and reverently. His fingertips tracing the dip of her waist, lowering until they graze over the sensitive skin just inside the plush of her soft thighs.

He didn’t push. Just teased. Letting the heat build. He was patient with her. He had experienced in knowing exactly how to ease her out of that shyness.

“Leon…” She squirmed a little under his touch, her thighs pressing together instinctively.

He grinned against her skin. “Come on. Don’t get shy on me now.” Playful and confidently, teasing her through every word.

“How do you want your eggs?” His voice dropped. It was suggestive. He kept the breakfast charade going like it was the most normal conversation in the world.

“Sunny side up?” His fingers traced higher. “…warm” brushing the sensitive crease where her thigh met her hip. “…open” then retreating again. “…and all glistening just waiting for me to take my sweet time with?” He edges her gently.

“Or over easy…” He coos. “Flipping you nice and slow, so everything stays soft and dripping.”

She bit her lip. Her cheeks burned. She let out a small gasp as his palm flattened warmly against her lower belly. His thumb circling lazily just above where she was already starting to ache.

“Leon… you’re awful.” she whimpered. Her body arched subtly into his hand.

“Awful?” He gave another soft chuckle, before kissing her collarbone. “I’m just hungry.”

His hand now slipping lower to cup her gently between the sweet of her thighs. Still over the thin fabric of her panties, his thumb pressing inwards and dragging in slow circles.

“How about scrambled?” He continued with his lips brushing against her ears. “All mixed up and messy…” Now, his fingers eased beneath the waistband. “Me working you until you’re trembling and can’t even remember which way is up?”

He strokes her with light touches, as the warmth of her cunt becomes even more slick. “Or hard-boiled, something with a resistance…” He coaxes her. “Me holding you right on the edge until you’re begging for that first crack?”

That last part was enough to make her shiver. Her fingers clutched at his shoulder, with her nails digging in.

“Leon, I—maybe…” as a soft whimper escaped her. The shyness was still there, but his teasing was melting it away, bit by bit, “Maybe… scrambled.” she admitted breathlessly. “A little messy sounds…good.”

“That’s my girl, scrambled it is.” Leon’s eyes darkening with approval as he kissed her slow and deep.

“And what about pancakes? Can’t have breakfast without pancakes.” His hand never stopping the stimulation, as thumb circles her clit lazily while two fingers teased at her entrance.

“Where do you want the syrup, sweetheart?” He skillfully slides just the tip in, and out. Keeping her right on that delicious edge.

“Poured on top, dripping down nice and slow?” He nipped her earlobe playfully. “Or maybe… between each fold…” He lets out a deep groan. “Thick and sticky.” He leaves butterfly kisses along her neck. “With me licking up every last drop until you’re shaking and making the prettiest little sounds?”

She squirmed under him. Her thighs pressing around his hand as she can’t help but to let out a soft giggle. “Leon… we’re just talking about breakfast, right?”

“We’re just talking about breakfast here.” He teased. “Perfectly innocent Sunday morning food…nothing dirty at all.”

She let out a soft embarrassed whine, hiding her face against his neck. “You’re going to make me say it out loud, aren’t you?” Her hips rocked against his fingers, chasing the pleasure he was guiding her through.

“Absolutely.” He teased, grinning against her skin.

“Bacon on the side? Crispy and sizzling. Me nibbling until you’re arching and gasping?” His free hand sliding up to cup her breast, his thumb toying with her nipple. “Or sausage? Thick and meaty to fill you up just right.” His fingers dipped even deeper inside of her now. “So you feel every inch.” They curl gently, while still thrusting into her.

“Or an omelette?” Leon groaned, pressing his body even closer so she could feel exactly how much he wanted this. “Stuffed full with everything and me folding you just right until it’s overflowing.” How much he wanted her.

She breathed. Pleading, as her shyness melting under his administrations.

“Waffles, as well? Golden and crisp on the outside, soft and warm inside.” She was getting wetter already; he could feel it. “Topped with whipped cream I could swirl all over until it’s melting everywhere.”

“Leon…” She breathes heavily.

“Cereal, too… pouring warm milk over and watching it get all creamy and overflowing.” His thumb pressed firmer on her clit, circling faster. “Making a mess we’ll both enjoy cleaning up.” His other hand massaging her breasts.

“How about fresh-squeezed juice?” His voice a bit rougher now, but still playful. “Sweet, me drinking every bit you give me until there’s nothing left.”

She was fully into it now.

“Syrup between each fold.” Shy giggles turning into breathy moans. “Scrambled eggs…” She arched into his touch with her legs spreading wider for him. “Extra sausage…” Her eyes finally meets his. “And whipped cream!” In them, there was that sinful spark, flickering even brighter. “Lots of it.”

“Please, Leon!” She cries.

“That’s my girl.” Leon’s smile turned wickedly sweet against her lips. “Best breakfast order I’ve ever heard!” He kisses her deep and slow with an insatiable hunger.

The experienced lover in him surges forward as he rolled fully on top of her. Their bodies fitting together like they were made for lazy mornings like this.

The world outside could wait.

In here, it was just lazy sunlight and tangled sheets.

It was just the two of them turning “breakfast” into something deliciously filthy…

…one teasing and playful bite at a time.

[letstalkalatte]

me reading this actually

[sanriomilk]

Breakfast is my least favorite meal but id eat it any day if its like this

[aurorrastark]

It’s been almost 2 years since umbrella academy ended and I sincerely hope Steve Blackman never lays a finger on another piece of literature again. Ever.

[sanriomilk]

I loved Allison, five and klaus so much until they got ruined so badly

[moonsie444]

[lavandulawrites]

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Meow meow ❤️

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Yandere HSR Normalised Yandere SMAU Part 36

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Warnings: normalised yandere, mentioned murder, mentioned violence, NSFW, the yanderes are annoying (as always), the yans are extremely down bad, female reader

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[clarks-letterman]

re4 vs re9…. he got wayyyy bigger

[gxldlatte]

We need more virgin!reader who’s a freak x experienced!character who’s shy

[profeshgooner]

Kinktober Day 1 - 01.10.25

Kinks - Masturbation, Salirophilia Cw: panty sniffing, breaking and entering (sorta), slight voyeurism, general perversion, mentions of rough play

He's a pervert— he knows that. Always something he had going on since his hormones started raging and these urges from hell itself became ever-present.

And at first, he managed those thoughts somewhat alright, somehow suppressed them. Made the effort to respect the women around him and not act on such heathenous fantasies, keeping to himself. Until you came around and fucked that up for him, of course.

His eyes always found themselves on your legs when you were distracted, or the grip he always had dangerously low on your back. Jacking off to your soft breaths and drooling face whenever you fell asleep on FaceTime calls. Shit— he's even brushed himself up against your tits and ass a couple times and labeled it as an accident. All easy to hide, and nothing too violating.

But using the spare key under your welcome mat, stowing away in your bedroom and sniffing your dirty panties while rubbing one out?

Yeah, no, he's so fucked.

Utterly and completely fucked— not even the worst sinner in denial could try and rationalize this one.

He's beyond saving too, because instead of guilt and shame filling him up, all he does is squeeze the base of his cock harder at the thrill of being caught.

Would you be mad? Surprised? Turned on? Would you kick him out and block him on everything? Ruin his social life by blasting what he'd done to your friends? Or maybe you'd blackmail you with the incident and take advantage of the fact that your best friend so desperately wants to fuck you and has a the tool to have you crying on it—

Ah shit, he's not gonna last long like this.

You smell so fucking good too, crotch of your lace pressed right up to his nose, eyes threatening to roll back. It's a little sticky too, like your pussy had been fucking gushing before undressing to take a shower.

You had to have been playing with yourself while reading those dirty books he's caught you engrossed in. Books in which he teased and threatened you with exposing repeatedly, much to your mortification.

It'd be so nice to make you read one out loud, make you re-enact a couple scenes with him.

He's gotten a peak at your little stories you write, he knows you're not a fucking angel, as much as you try to portray yourself as such.

Maybe he could tug on your hair whenever you talk too softly, smack your ass if you don't enunciate your words like a proper scholar since you read so much like one, slow down to an agonizing pace just to hear you cry and beg for more—

"Fffuck," he dragged out under his breath, strokes growing all the more swift and rough.

The nasty 'schlick, schlick, schlick' of his lubed up hand up and down his dick was so lewd. The room's gonna linger with the filthy scent of sex and it'll be all his fault.

All because he couldn't be normal about his friend.

His gaze fell on the plushie he'd gotten you on your bed, a brown plushie with a cute bow on its ear, some cute shit only a girl like you would enjoy. Said cute shit that he's seen you snuggle up to countless times whenever he called you late at night.

And alas, his thoughts are much too far gone to stop himself, common sense and basic decency long out the window.

He'd leave you a gift— only fair after he came over to your place without your knowledge.

Without hesitation, he leans over your bed to grab at the soft bunny, twitchy tip being rubbed all over its face. He didn't even give the poor thing a chance, rutting up against it like he was a mutt in heat.

He could only wish it was your face he was dragging his veiny cock all over.

And he's so entranced on finally reaching his high, he doesn't hear the click of your front door. Doesn't hear the soft jingle of your keys hooking up on the rack near the door, or your bag dropping against the floor. Didn't even hear the sound of footsteps echoing in the hallway leading up to your room.

He did however, hear the creak of the gateway to his demise, his name tumbling out your lips just as he came. White, hot and thick all over your favorite stuffed animal, contrasting against its chocolate brown fur.

Stuttered breaths are all he could manage, figure slumped over the edge of your bed and eyes blown out wide like an addict's as he met your own.

There is no remorse or chagrin. Only lust. Only need. Only hunger for what he's been so desperately craving for months on end with no relief.

"Oops."

He's so fucked.

[sanriomilk]

Stop this is so hot.

[kyberinthevoid]

I hate that “chat” now makes people think of chatgpt. no. I’m asking my imaginary greek chorus twitch audience.

[sanriomilk]

Chat, we are definitely and indefinitely cooked.

[esoriae]

4shoboiz moonwalkin’!

— or, bf texts with lngshot’s 06z ((fluff, smau, ryul + ohyul))

© esoriae ! all rights reserved. no translations, plagiarism, modifications, reposts, or ai feeding.

— lngshot debut post… #needryul sb! um ignore timestamps and if u don’t think they act like this Then js shoot me idk

[sanriomilk]

louis doesnt die cause he's immortal

[sanriomilk]

https://www.tumblr.com/sanriomilk/769017167984361472/out-now

i can’t believe you predicted it

Im so confused what did I predict? Is Megan having problems or is Sophia and Megan a thing 🥹?

[kpop-oc-group]

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[sanriomilk]

😛😛😛

[ohmyjulai]

[sanriomilk]

I think the chess pieces are on the bed, on the stairs on the kitchen counter

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

a hot take that i'm willing to die defending is that hating on mike wheeler to the extreme extent of wishing physical harm and even death upon him whilst simultaneously choosing to interpret him as a closeted, severely repressed and suicidal character is gross and despicable. shame on you guys.

edit: all of my favourite byler moots liking and/or reblogging this post... oh ik that's right. i knew i could trust y'all 🥹

[sanriomilk]

Especially given the fact that he WENT through that as explicitly shown throughout the entirety of the series, may it be cause of the Upside down or cause of the fucking bullies.

[sviteer]

Oh..

[sanriomilk]

Oh indeed honey.

[sanriomilk]

am I the only one that remembers that one ateez murder mystery episode where everyone had a role to play, and seonghwa's role was a grieving twin brother and he literally dressed as a girl to become his twin sister??? No? Nobody? Well personally for me i think that was the true beginning of gender androgynous seonghwa

(I couldnt find a photo so find it on your own)