rafleb lover

💌: Mari, 27, she/her ✎ … i'm rlly into jjk (yes the anime yes the bts boy)

[transiting]

don’t make other people’s decisions for them. apply for the job you don’t think you’ll get. let them decide if you have the skills they’re looking for. tell that person you like them even though you think they’re out of your league. let them decide if they like you. stop trying to predict and control everything. bring what you have to the table. let the rest go.

[yeovv-r]

older sylus (and younger sylus hc why bkt both)

[mothprincess]

breaking news: if you establish boundaries, the world does not explode and you are not placed into horrible people jail

[sunsetagain]

[zaynessbeloved]

🔞 zayne would be so throughout in making you melt against him. scooping you in his arms while his lips would find every inch of your skin, unhurried and soft enough to make you feel just how much he's craving this. wanting you close and at ease while his hands would hold you steady, keeping your trembling body close to his heated one as his lips would press against your slightly sweaty forehead, your pink and warm cheeks, your nose, and finally, your parted and wanting lips, melting into his own the second he makes the move and kisses you deep and slow.

he'd take his time listening to your soft pants against his lips, feeling the depth of your want for him in the way you'd want to deepen the kiss, your soft and wet tongue seeking his, pulling him closer by his shirt, chest heaving against his own. but he'd take his time, regardless of your eagerness or his own desire to take you. he didn't spend years controlling his emotions for nothing, even if your breathy moans do make him go crazy.

no. his hands would keep steady as they travel over your arching body, your flesh heated against his rough hands. maybe the callouses on his palms is what makes your body shiver so much, or maybe it's the way his lips had finally made purchase of your neck, planting wet, slow kisses down, feeling the rapid pulse under his lips and tongue as he marks you up, leaving a blooming hickey right under your ear.

you're sensitive there, he knows that. and it shows now, too, in the way you moan his name and buckle your hips forward into his own, undoubtedly feeling his throbbing cock he pays no mind to right now.

you're a little too eager to get him out of his clothes tonight, moaning sweetly into his neck while you take the opportunity to tilt your head and get your own taste of marking him up, smearing your lipstick over the column of his throat in your attempt to taste his skin.

he can't pretend he's not affected as well. his ears are flushed pink and his cock strains against his pants, throbbing and leaking with every whimper that leaves your mouth, every sweet look you give him, not nearly as innocent as you want it to be. not when you bite your lip in such a sensual way while your fingers toy with the buckle of his belt. not when you whisper against his wet lips, "want you badly, zayne..." while your nails graze over his hip bone, making its way up his torso until he's pushed back against the couch.

you're on him in seconds, straddling his hips, your hair swept to the side as you bend down to kiss him, so deep and hot and desperate, pulling a groan out of him when he feels your impatient hands go for his buckle hands. his own comes down to stop you, and fuck the way you look at him, makes him want to forget to be patient and gentle. still, his lips tilt ever so slightly in a smirk, moving your hands to your lower back and securing them there with his own.

he can feel you trembling in his lap, eager and almost impatiently waiting for what you know it'll come. his soft command. both of you know just how well you fit each other, and your to follow his commands and instructions in bed is part of why you're so compatible sexually. it's also why it makes you so damn wet, body trembling with anticipation as zayne tilts forward, nipping at your jaw.

"now...be a good girl for me and settle down comfortably." he mumbles, voice low and rough but firm enough to make you understand it's not a request. "and then, move your hips for me. can you do that, sweetheart?"

he kisses your neck, right over the hickey he left earlier, pulling a moan out of you, "you will seek what you need from me, just like this. and after you cum..." he pulls back, dark green orbs boring into your flushed face, "i'll reward you for being so obedient. how does that sound?"

not even seconds pass before you nod, too early and too eager, body already bending forward as you adjust in his lap, knees pressing down into the couch. his hand secures yours firmly on your lower back, the other pulling your skirt up enough to look down and see your soaked panties drench his pants, hips starting to move, dragging your needy pussy over his bulge. you both groan, and his hand grips your wrists tighter, the other massaging over your belly.

"you're needy tonight, darling." he murmurs as his fingers trace lightly over your belly, but you're already too far gone to notice, too busy picking up the pace, your pussy moving faster back and forth. the fabric of his pants and zipper catching between your folds every now and again, making you tilt your head back, breathless, shaky moans pulling from your throat at how delicious it feels. the friction, the way he keeps you in place while you seek your pleasure.

you notice when his lips graze your throat again, and his hand places firmly over your belly, pushing slightly, "here...this is where you'll feel me after. so deep inside you, sweetheart." his teeth catch your earlobe, making your hips jerk in your desperate attempt to fall over the edge. "all you have to do is be good, and cum."

he doesn't need to tell you twice. your fast movements over his bulge drags you closer, faster to your orgasm. you're soaked through, the wet slide over his pants—which you're pretty sure you drenched already, you don't even need to look down to know—making your breath catch in a moan of his name, closing your eyes shut as you can only babble between gasps, "i-i'm gonna c-cum...a-ah, gonna be good f'you zayne."

the words barely leave your mouth, feeling nothing but pure bliss as you shatter in his arms, unable to do anything more but part your lips in a wordless moan, shut your eyes close and feel your walls clench desperately around nothing as you gush all over his lap, soaking him through.

when you finally open your eyes and look down at him, you're greeted by his flushed cheeks and ears, eyes molten and dark, like a forest at dawn. your pussy throbs at the sight, walls clenching around nothing yet again, but not for long. because zayne gives you only a tilt of his head and hum of approval before his hand release yours, and you're manhandled on your back, panties already pushed aside, shirt ridden up to expose your perky nipples.

he makes quick work of his belt, staring down at you, drinking the sight of you in, how he doesn't need to part your legs wider because you already have them parted so much that your sensitive folds part, too. giving him a sight of your swollen clit and red slit, how your hole keeps clenching in anticipation. you're so wet and pliant, he could slip inside so easily.

and so he doesn't make you beg, not anymore. not when his own cock throbs in his grip right now as he strokes it a few times. he guides it between your folds, teasing your pussy as he coats his cock in your release and his own precum mixed together, making you whine and grip his bare shoulders in an attempt to bring him closer and maybe make him finally give in to what he promised you.

finally make him fulfill his promise to reward you. to fill you up. because you've been so good. such a good girl for him. and zayne rewards good girls.

rewards them by filling them with his cock until they mewl at how deep he goes, making them gasp and hold on for dear life as he pistons into them slow and deep, then faster but still precise. rewards them with what they desperately want and keep blabbering through such sweet, filthy sounds they make when he hits that sensitive spot.

rewards them by filling them up with his thick, warm release while they beg for more. and you do. your sweet mouth begs for more through desperate kisses, and who is he to deny his good girl?

he's a weak man, after all. but only when it comes to you.

[bew-ari]

AHH CALEB

[kylominis]

Lord Ra'el and his princess [👑]

[stricatul]

Hey do you wanna hang out later and distract each other from how horrifying everything is

[guardianot]

Please visit him, he misses you :(

[kawaii-foodie]

apron.bake

[vellatrelle]

3rd myths

Just remembered I haven’t post this here💀

[miamlsunshine]

[datadegroove-deactivated2026042]

stop deactivating

[datadegroove-deactivated2026042]

i thought we all agreed we were here forever

[ak-nm]

[lovertm]

by H&H Bagels

[aropride]

walking into a museum and the little info cards by each artwork just says "credit to the artist!" "lmk if ur the artist and want me to tag u" "found this on pinterest :)"

[kawaii-foodie]

tomono____gohan_