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@singamed
God, I want to mark you. With my mouth, my tongue, my teeth, my fingers, my nails. I want to leave blooming red and purple on your skin, scratches and kisses and hickies. I want to hear the sounds you make when I do. I want everyone to know who you belong to.
eat her out and support her dreams
she slep
sexual sentences .
foreplay .
“ touch my dick — ”
“ i didn’t want you to stop… ”
“ do you like that? ”
“ i want you so badly right now ”
“ i’m so hard for you / i’m so wet for you ”
“ get on top of me — ”
“ you’re so hot ”
“ god that feels nice… ”
“ put your hands on me ”
“ put your mouth on me ”
“ can you blow me? ”
“ i want to feel your tongue ”
“ lick me — ”
“ you’re so wet right now ”
“ you’re so hard right now ”
“ i’m so horny right now ”
“ i wanna fuck you so hard… and so long… ”
“ i wanna feel your dick inside me ”
in the act .
“ god that’s so good. ”
“ fuck. ”
“ take it easy…”
“ you’re so tight… ”
“ use your hands on me —”
“ use your mouth more… ”
“ god that’s good ”
“ you’re really into this… aren’t you? ”
“ i love the way you suck my cock ”
“ i love the way you eat me out ”
“ your tongue feels so nice around me / inside me ”
“ spank me — ”
“ turn around… ”
“ get on your back for me ”
“ get on your knees? ”
“ how’s that? ”
“ a little slower… ”
“ can we grind for a moment…? ”
“ i love the way your hips bounce on top of me ”
“ your ass is so hot ”
“ how deep can you take me ? ”
“ i’m so hard right now… ”
“ i’m so wet right now… ”
“ god i’m gonna cum soon— ”
“ don’t stop — ”
“ keep going. keep going. ”
“ come here… kiss me. ”
“ give me your hands. ”
“ cum inside me. ”
“ you want me to cum in your mouth? ”
aftermath .
“ was that okay? ”
“ did you have fun? ”
“ want some water? ”
“ you’re trembling… ”
“ that was — something alright. ”
“ god… i’m beat. ”
“ did you bring a towel? ”
“ wanna share a shower? ”
“ stay inside me for a little while… ”
“ come here ~ ”
“ did you come ? ”
“ kiss me…? ”
“ oh god you’re so sweaty — ”
“ could you rub my back? ”
“ let me wipe that off you… ”
“ that was so good… ”
“ we are so doing that again… ”
“ ready for another round? ”
send me a ๑ and my muse will roll the dice to see what task they have to perform. [nsfw]:
my muse will…
kiss your muse.
kiss your muse with tongue.
give your muse a massage.
dress up as a french maid for the remainder of the evening
tie your muse to the bed.
describe a sexual fantasy.
let your muse tie my muse to the bed
let your muse video tape my muse masterbating.
will go down on your muse.
eat whip cream of a body part of your muses choosing.
confess a fetish or kink.
strip for your muse.
allow your muse to blindfold them.
blindfold your muse.
slap your muse’s ass.
allow your muse to slap my muse’s ass.
confess a sexual thought they’ve had about your muse.
thirstytruth:
god, she is such a useless lesbian. mahiru’s breathing stutters as her girlfriend cups her in her hand; age-old insecurity about her size comes back to bite her, cheeks flushing redder with shame. but she manages to gasp, “n-no, chiaki-chan, you’re perfect,” into the kiss right before she opens her mouth wider, lets the kiss become more of an invitation for nanami’s roaming hands.
she’s a little nervous about actually trying to finger her. for now, she uses the heel of her palm, rubbing it methodically over the gamer’s panties, as if she’s kneading dough, but far lighter than that.
or, actually…
mahiru breaks the kiss. she moves her hand out so she can sit flush against chiaki, red-faced as she starts to slowly grind against her. it’s so slow, but it gets the blood circulating, her entire body feeling like it’s heating up. suddenly, her bra feels really uncomfortable. “c-chiaki-chan…” she manages. “t-take it off… please.”
chiaki can’t help but think mahiru’s size is perfect, how it fits neatly into the palm of her hand, soft and firm. she gently explores the other girl’s body, squirming from the pleasure that shoots up her body as mahiru rubs between her legs. she lets out a soft, shy moan, catching mahiru’s lower lip before she pulls away.
the heat between them is unbearable. chiaki doesn’t waste any time in getting mahiru’s bra off, her hands sliding around to her back to unclasp the strap with the hands of an expert. all the while she’s grinding against mahiru, trying to press up against her as much as possible.
chiaki buries her face in mahiru’s neck for a moment, nuzzling her. growing bolder, she kisses her way down her shoulder, and then lifts her head. she watches, transfixed by the perfect shape of her breasts and the curve of her body. “...you’re beautiful, mahiru,” chiaki mumbles.
it’s now or never, she figures. she pulls her hands away from mahiru’s hips, rising to feel her chest again. then her head dips down, and she presses her lips to the gentle slope on the side. slowly, carefully, she creeps her way up until she reaches the highest peak. her tongue darts out, exploring, careful to keep her teeth out of the mix even though the movement of their bodies makes it difficult.
thirstytruth:
mahiru’s shivering under chiaki’s unsure hands, and she sucks in her bottom lip, trying not to make sounds that are too incriminating. that’s for later. right now, she lightly grazes her fingernail up the warm heat of her girlfriend’s inner thigh, hand hovering uncertainly between her legs.
it’s so warm and she thinks for a second about pasting her mouth there, licking through the panties and making the gamer squirm and gasp. her hand is almost perfectly positioned to rub the both of them, actually… using her palm and fingers for chiaki and the heel for herself.
“y-yeah, this is perfect…” mahiru tries for reassuring and hopes her smile conveys that, but honestly she’s feeling a little unsteady. not because she doesn’t want this, but because she wants it to be perfect. she can’t let chiaki feel uncomfortable though, so she pastes on a little smile. “kiss me again?”
chiaki can feel mahiru’s hand creeping up her leg, and she subconsciously squeezes her thighs together, as if willing that hand to move faster. right now, her entire world consists of that one feeling... but she’s brought out of it when mahiru speaks.
she doesn’t give a verbal response. it’s all she can do to lean forward and kiss mahiru again, her hands still fumbling with the buttons of her shirt. it’s so hard to do from this angle, but she persists anyway. her lips crash against mahiru’s clumsily, her mouth open ever so slightly as she seeks that warmth.
finally, she’s finished unbuttoning mahiru’s shirt. chiaki deepens the kiss, her face flushed as her left hand inches up mahiru’s side. her skin is soft... she doesn’t break the kiss as her hand slides neatly under mahiru’s bra, cupping her breast. she breathes out. she wants to undo her bra entirely, but she’s hesitating, afraid to go too far.
“aha... tell me if i’m going too fast or too slow, okay...?” chiaki mumbles against mahiru’s mouth.
tfw i had an entire reply to @thirstytruth written and as i posted it tumblr decided to fuck up and eat the post and give me this message
thirstytruth:
mahiru trembles under the touch, cheeks pink, making her whole head seeming warm-toned. she knows how she looks when she’s blushing and she doesn’t exactly like it. but chiaki… chiaki’s always looked at her like she’s beautiful. not some plain girl who’s wandered into the academy by accident.
but chiaki is also someone who’s pretty unsure of herself. even if mahiru doesn’t know what exactly to do, even if she’s not sure how to make what she wants actually happen, she eases herself out of the comfortable warmth of her girlfriend’s body and straddles her.
a smile. “don’t worry, chiaki-chan.” a shiver. “we’ll figure it out together.” the photographer leans in, presses her body against chiaki’s, applying pressure on their hips as she connects their mouths again. kissing is something she’s done with chiaki before. yeah, mahiru thinks, this’ll be okay… because it’s chiaki.
it doesn’t stop her breathing from stuttering, her hand from trembling as she trailed it up her girlfriend’s skirt.
their lips connect with an electricity chiaki hasn’t felt before; her arms snake around mahiru’s waist, holding her close. her heart is shuddering in her chest, beating more and more rapidly. something inside her changes, and she withdraws her hands, bringing them up to cradle mahiru’s face. all the while she remains conscious of mahiru’s hand on her thigh, traveling upward, her touch making her burn with anticipation.
chiaki presses back, lips parting. she’s gentle, not forceful, as she holds mahiru’s face so she can kiss her more deeply. she wants to taste her, though she’s shy about it, pulling back slightly just to come at another angle. then she gets greedier, tongue poking out to swipe along the other girl’s lower lip. chiaki explores carefully, burying her fingers in mahiru’s red hair.
her hands drop again. they find the buttons of mahiru’s shirt, fighting to unbutton them from an angle she’s not used to. “...mmn...” chiaki breaks the kiss just enough to speak. “...is this okay, mahiru-chan?” she whispers. her face is still warm-- she doesn’t think this blush is going away any time soon.
--> @thirstytruth
chiaki knew she shouldn’t be surprised. as far as she was aware, that sort of thing was expected in most romantic relationships... and it wasn’t like she hadn’t thought about it before. but when mahiru pulled back, stammering out her intimate request, chiaki was still floored for a moment.
a scarlet hue quickly spread over her face. the urge to hide herself behind her hands was there, but she denied it. it wasn’t that mahiru’s mere mention of the idea embarrassed her; it was more her own reaction that immediately made her feel dirty. almost the instant she understood what her girlfriend wanted, a spike of heat had dropped into her lower stomach and then further.
“o-okay,” chiaki mumbled. there was nobody around, so they weren’t in any danger of being caught. “okay,” she repeated herself, this time more firm. “b...but, i don’t really... know what i’m doing... um.”
she had a vague idea, but that was it. she hadn’t really encountered this kind of situation in her games before.
chiaki reached out, hesitating a moment before her hand found mahiru’s. she squeezed it in what she hoped was a comforting fashion, and then gently guided it up her shirt.
gimme a plot where they’re both innocent virgins and are super understanding and get shy when things get .. intimate .. and there’d be a lot of fluff and awkward moments and little peck kisses aND AW
@unspecifiedtalent
less stress more hickies
did I take it too far
It’s hilarious/sad that women can wake up having orgasms or have one if they’re just sitting with their thighs close together and yet some men still can’t make you cum
im putting this up here separately for posterity
--> @unspecifiedsin ( @unspecifiedtalent )
she finds his smile infectious, the corners of her own lips tugging up as she holds him close to her. she’s close to asking him what he was going to say before she interrupted him, but instead she decides to tug the collar of his shirt down, trailing kisses to the exposed skin on his neck before biting just hard enough to leave a mark.
chiaki leaves just one more delicate kiss there before she pulls back. “...i should probably shower first,” she admits, remembering that she hasn’t yet done so that day. still smiling, she takes him by the hand and pulls him along, figuring she doesn’t need words for him to figure out where she intends to take him.
