send medical supplies to gaza - palestinian american medical association
Petitions
petition to investigate war crimes committed by israeli military
demand ceasefire - amnesty.org
open call for immediate ceasefire
american government call for immediate ceasefire
american government to stop funding israeli military
ceasefire and increase humanitarian assistance - oxfam au
location specific petitions
gaza call for ceasefire - oxfam (UK)
end israeli occupation - parliament uk (UK)
email your MP - medical aid for palestine (UK)
stop fuelling genocide - action network (USA)
call congress and demand a ceasefire - uscpr (USA - they provide a script of what you should say, so don't worry about it)
note: you can call everyday. they tally the number of calls per issue. so more calls = higher chance for them to take action. p.s. you mainly go to voicemail so donโt worry about phone call anxiety. fight through it just this once please.
australia call on israel to stop attacking palestinians - apan (AUS)
sign to send letter to MP for ceasefire - nccm (CANADA)
ceasefire now! - ijv (CANADA)
cessez-le-feu et un couloir humanitaire - le mouvement (FRANCE)
write to your dรฉputรฉ - assemblรฉe nationale (FRANCE)
skydda civilbefolkningen i gaza! - mittskifte (SWEDEN)
singaporeans call for immediate ceasefire (SIN)
contact your elected reps and demand a ceasefire (GERMANY)
write to the EU demanding a ceasefire (EUROPE)
template of letters you can send (EU)
Campaigns
friends of al-aqsa
โฅ UK-specific
urge your MP to speak up for palestine
hands off al-aqsa
stop administrative detention
petition for UK to stop arming israel
โฅ International
boycott puma โ email them to end their partnership with israel
boycott coca-cola
palestine action
join the resistance
islamic relief canada
urge your MP to rally for ceasefire
text campaign for people living in USA
text CEASEFIRE @ 51905 to call for a ceasefire
please let me know if you have any more links. i will add them to a follow up post.
disclaimer! ~ I create these lookbooks in blender so I have unlimited ability to stack cc & adjust clipping, material, color & fit. I've adjusted the color of a few of these, but only truly edited some (& they are noted)
* paywalled, findable elsewhere ๐
** I genuinely cannot find this jacket acc anywhere I'm sorry
๐ โห.โ pairing: hacker!fyodor x camgirl!reader
๐ โห.โ genre: dark content (?), smut w/ plot; 18+ only mdni!!!!!!
๐ โห.โ content warnings: light bsd manga spoilers, dubious consent + manipulation, sexwork mentions, sex toy use, slight exhibitionism/voyeurism, some degrading (+ lots of praise to balance it out)
๐ โห.โ summary: you've caught the eye of cybercriminal fyodor dostoevsky, who regards you as his sweet angel. watching you isn't enough to satisfy the lurking demon, who wants nothing but to corrupt you. translation notes: "milaya" = sweetheart, "shlyukha" = whore
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Fyodor sighed in annoyance, running his hands through his dark hair as he looked at all the computer screens in front of him. He was tracking down an arms dealer that was nothing but a pawn ready to be disposed of. The monitor displayed footage from the dealer's apartment, and showed him standing in the lobby making a phone call.
By the way he was hurriedly whispering, Fyodor could tell he was trying to be discreet. It was useless. The dealer was too occupied trying to hide his words from the security guard that he didn't even realize Fyodor had hacked into his phone and was listening in on the whole conversation. It had already been thirty minutes, and the hacker felt restless, waiting for the stupid pawn to just go back to his room and find the sweet gift awaiting himโanother henchman ready to shoot him dead.
The dark haired man anxiously bit his fingernail until he heard somethingโno, it must've been the voice of an angelโthrough the recording of the dealer's phone conversation. His eyes narrowed onto the source of the voice from the screen.
There you stood, wearing a pastel pink and white lacy top, white cotton maxi skirt, white flats, and a ribbon in your flowing hair. You sweetly greeted the security guard, giving them a fresh pastry that you'd presumedly just bought. Your saccharine voice and mannerisms struck Fyodor's cold heart, snapping him out of his boredom. A precious anomaly in a world of pawns and subordinates, an angel.
His magenta eyes followed your movements towards the elevator, and his fingers instinctively typed in code to display the elevator's camera feed onto a different monitor, noting your floor number and the room number transcribed onto your keys. Pulling up another set of cameras for your floor's hallway and your attached balcony, Fyodor watched as you entered your unit and set your bag down on the dining table, pulling out a strawberry custard tart and going to the kitchen to pull out a mug and a teabag. He smiled, watching you brew his favorite blend of black tea and pulling out your laptop to find a show to watch while enjoying your midday treat. In his eyes, you were a woman of fine taste. An elegant lady that held herself to the highest standards of purity and grace. Your apartment was clean, with the right amount of cute, feminine touches and white lace everywhere. Truly a sight for sore eyes, and the perfect relief for an overworked criminal mastermind like himself.
The dealer's phone call suddenly ending interrupted Fyodor's daydreams as he turned his back to the screen showing you and watched the dealer take the elevator. He guessed it would take forty-five minutes or so to get the job done and cover all the tracks of the murder. After that, he promised his attention would be on you again.
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Fyodor Dostoevsky was a lonely man. Throughout his many lifetimes, he'd never sought out a companion, nor did he necessarily have the desire to. More and more, he found himself displeased by the new generations of sinners, unimpressed by virtually everyone. He didn't care much for consuming media, but for some reason he had a strong urge to watch the movie with you. Judging your character, he was sure you were watching some cheesy rom-com or a soapy drama. He was intrigued and bewitched by you and your sweet nature, which was why he couldn't help hacking into your laptop to see what you were watching, planning a 'movie-date' of sorts in his mind.
What he wasn't expecting to see was you spread open, in white lace lingerie and stockings, touching yourself.
Fuck, were you recording yourself?
His eyes widened, watching your manicured nails circle around your glossy clit, panting as you ran your fingers up and down your opening. Your thin panties were pulled to the side, leaving your bare cunt on display, slick dripping down. You whined and bucked your hips as you slipped two fingers inside, whining from the stretch.
"A-ahh, f-fuckโ" You whimpered, your arousal leaking more from the pressure of your movements. You were moaning louder now, your other hand coming underneath your knee to expose your stocking and give a better view to the camera.
"MmmโI'm gonna cumโmake sure to watch, 'kay?"
Fyodor watched in utter shock as he witnessed you in a complete state of lustful pleasure. His angelic fixation was actually nothing more than a sinful temptress, a camgirl. As disappointed as he wanted to be, he couldn't ignore the strain against his pants. Seeing your blissful state, the bunched up lace, and listening to your sweet voice was enough to make him painfully hard for you.
With a groan, he leaned back into his padded chair, freeing his pulsing cock and tightly stroking up and down his length, eyes squinting yet open so he could still see your sensual body on the monitor screen.
He shamefully squeezed his leaking tip, trying to time his movements with your soft moans. Fyodor carefully trained his gaze on your pussy, closely watching your arousal drip down your slit, and how you gradually squeezed your thigh harder for relief.
You suddenly popped your fingers out and rubbed fast around your now swollen clit, body moving slightly as you heaved your chest from the feeling. You were practically whimpering at this point, close to finishing. Fyodor stroked faster to match your neediness, starting to buck his hips into his hand. His face was surely flushed a rosy pink by now, matching the color of his darkened tip.
โC-cummingโguys, Iโm cummingโโ You jerked up slightly, fingers leaving your clit to lightly spread your folds as your cum dripped out of your loosened hole, dampening the fuzzy white blanket below you. Your legs were shaking a bit as the orgasm washed over you, but Fyodorโs eyes widened again after you slowly wiped the excess cum around the outside of your pussy and the crevices between your thighs, leaving your skin glossy and shiny. You giggled sweetly, causing more blood to rush straight to his hard cock.
โAhh, I kinda made a mess, didnโt I?! Letโs try this one next~!โ You slowly pulled out a pink dildo, kissing the tip of it loudly and carefully rubbing it around your slit to lubricate it with your juices, gasping anytime it hit a sensitive spot.
God, you vixen. You knew what you were doing.
The hacker couldnโt resist, sweat starting to bead at his forehead as his breath got thicker in the air, cock feeling heavier and tighter while watching you tease yourself with the sex toy. He couldnโt help but wish it was his cock instead of that fake dildo that was slipping in and out of his pretty angelโs cunt as he fucked up into his fist more intensely. Borderline growls left his lips as he tried to chase his own release, which he cursed himself for since it wasnโt coming out fast enough.
As your own moans got louder and more broken, Fyodor could feel himself getting equally as lost into his own delusions, trying to satiate the long suppressed lustful desires. One orgasm wasnโt enough, he neededโno, cravedโmore, and long after your stream had ended, he couldnโt hold himself back from exploring your page, going through your different videos with one hand stroking his unsatisfied dick.
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Catching his breath, Fyodor cleaned himself off afterwards, feeling ashamed yet incredibly turned on from his actions. It was probably the hardest heโd came in a long time. As much as he wanted to continue to obsess over you, he was rudely interrupted by Nikolai barging into his space. Fyodor turned his chair immediately and glared at the white-haired jester.
Nikolai smirked mischievously, โWhat the hell, Dos, you watchinโ porn or something?โ He taunted, causing Fyodor to scowl and throw his dirty napkins at him, which Nikolai swiftly avoided.
โNone of your businessโฆand knock before you enter my room.โ
Fyodor gritted his teeth. Was it his own noisy groans or the audio of your moans playing out loud that Nikolai could hear? He secretly hoped it was the former since he didnโt want anyone else hearing his angelโs precious voice, especially not in such a lewd state.
โWell whatever, I was just letting you know that I killed and disposed of the dealer, so I expect my payment.โ Nikolai waved his hands dismissively before pausing, tilting his head in a coy manner before grinning at Fyodor again, โBy the way, if sheโs a cam girl, you can usually tip her if you want a more personal interaction.โ
Fyodor narrowed his eyes again, throwing more badly-aimed tissues at Nikolai. โGet. Out.โ He threatened sternly, sick of Nikolaiโs antics. The jester didnโt care, only laughing pridefully and singing โDos likes a girlllll~โ before leaving.
After waiting for his footsteps to disappear, Fyodor pulled up your account again. Coincidentally, you went by the alias of โangelโ and dedicated your whole page to a soft, lacy aesthetic, becoming the perfect sinful object of desire for your subscribers. He found the paid chat and calls for your account, and swiftly made an encrypted account to send you a message, noticing you were still online.
demonfyo: My angel, how are you? Your beauty has entranced me, and itโs all I can think aboutโฆ
angel เฌ(เฉญโหแตห)เฉญ* เฉโกโงโห: hiiiiiiiii~โก oh, how you flatter me demonfyo, iโm blushing (๏ฟฃโฝ๏ฟฃ;) iโm feeling very playful atm hehe what abt you?
demonfyo: Iโve been trying to pray and repent all night, but I canโt get your pretty pussy and voice out of my thoughts.
angel เฌ(เฉญโหแตห)เฉญ* เฉโกโงโห: sounds like my charm is working hehe เซฎ๊ฐ เพเฝฒ >โธโธโธ< เพเฝฒ๊ฑแ i'm happy i could help you get off lots โก
demonfyo: Can you bless me with a short call, darling? I need you.
angel เฌ(เฉญโหแตห)เฉญ* เฉโกโงโห: yesyes! do you want to do a video call? เซฎโยดหถโข . โข โ โแ
demonfyo: No, I just want to hear your sweet voice for a bit before I go to bed. Is that alright?
The incoming message notification sent your heart racing. Somehow, the new user had caught your attention. Swinging your legs cutely on your soft sheets, you couldnโt help but feel giddy about the mysterious sender. Typically, those who paid for messages got straight to the point, often explicitly stating their feelings towards you with no filter or immediately requesting a personalized video call. Seeing someone address you so adoringly certainly pulled on your heartstrings a bit, and the mystery behind what the new sender wanted was making you excited. You pressed the call button, anticipating the voice on the other side.
You cleared your throat, "Hihi, This is Angel~! Is this demonfyโ"
"Fyodor. Call me Fyodor, angel". Your mysterious caller's deep, husky voice startled you. From the way he was messaging you, you half expected it to be some horny old man, but the man calling you sounded attractive. Fuck, you were getting a little turned onโthanks to your secret voice kink.
Of course, your small reactions didn't go unnoticed by Fyodor, who was intently watching you on his monitor. He smirked pridefully after seeing the rose on your cheeks and the way you slowly clenched your thighs together from hearing his voice.
"F-Fyodor. Umm, h-hi. Was there anything you wanted to talk about?" You quickly tried to regain some composure, nervous about talking to someone desirable, not just the usual degenerate. It didn't fool Fyodor, though, who you could hear sneering on the other side. You bit your lipโeven his laugh was hot.
Fyodor spoke slowly, "Stuttering, huh...Do I make you nervous, milaya?" Your breath hitched, which he caught again. You were too fun to tease. "You're not used to being intimate with other men? Even though you're a camgirl?"
"N-no, it's not that...I'm just not used to non-sexual conversations." You huffed, trying to sound less flustered, "And I don't get intimate with other men; it's just me in front if the camera. N-not that I'd be opposed to having a special guest thoughโ!"
He smiled at that, noting how hot and bothered you were getting, "Would you do it with me, then? I could make you feel better than that cheap pink dildo."
"W-what?!" You quickly shot out, gripping the sheets for balance, drawing another mocking laugh from Fyodor, which made you instantly regret it. Pull yourself together, girl! Maybe he's trying to roleplay!
"Yes, I would,โ you muttered, trying to recover your confidence and add a flirty tone to your voice, โWould you whisper dirty things in my ear?โ
Fyodor tilted his head, watching you bite your lip before whispering sweetly into the microphone, โOnly if you begged me to, my sweet girl. You like my voice that much?โ
โMaybe~โ You teased, starting to feel tension build up again in your core. You lightly moved across your sheets, trying to relieve some of your pent-up arousalโeven though you knew it wouldnโt be enough. Fyodor sighed watching you sink further into your bed, eyes starting to gloss over.
โTouch yourself and dream of me tonight, and it might happen,โ your caller whispered, admiring you through the screen and smiling when you gasped and gripped the sheets tighter. โSweet dreams, my pretty angel. Iโll see you tomorrow.โ He whispered the last part to himself and ended the call before you could even process what he said or respond, making you double back at the empty screen.
You pouted, already missing Fyodorโs voice, but that didnโt take your attention away from how wet you were. Even your fatigue couldnโt stop your heartbeat, and you hastily opened your drawer of toys and reached for a baby pink vibrator, silently cursing yourself for being so horny and cursing your caller for leaving you hanging. You laid back in your bed, pulling aside your shorts as you covered you eyes in shame. No one had ever had this much of an effect on you. Imagining Fyodorโs sultry voice, you turned on the toy and moved it downwards, unaware of the violet eyes trained on you and following every movement and sound.
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You closed your laptop and stretched after editing some videos to tease your fans with. It was raining hard outside, ruining your plans to go out and get your usual strawberry tart. Sighing and opening your fridge, you thought about what to make for dinner.
You settled on pasta and grabbed a pot, filling it with water and turning on the stove. You went to grab some noodles before turning around and realizing the stove wasnโt turning on. Confused, you tried pushing the buttons on your oven and microwave, but they werenโt responding. A power outage? Strange, but at least your internet was still working. You really needed to call maintenance, but it could wait. You instead opened a food delivery app, ordering some vodka pasta and tiramisu and laying down annoyedly on your couch, drinking some rosรฉ that you poured for yourself. Resting for about 20 minutes, a knock on your door woke you up.
A bit buzzed, you walked to the door and opened it to see your delivery person. He had shoulder length dark hair and a big hat was covering his face.
โThanks!โ You said sweetly, grabbing the paper bag from the man. He nodded slowly and you noticed the drops of water beading off the front strands of his hair. Oh, right, it was pouring outside. โU-Um, wait! Before you go, let me grab you a towel and some tip money. I feel kinda bad about the weather.โ You tried to offer some sympathy and set your food on your dining table before going into your room to fish out some extra change from your wallet. Rushing back to the door, you were surprised to see that the delivery man was gone, and your door was now shut.
โWhere did he go?โ Muttering under your breath, you opened the door to look out into the hallway before sighing and closing the door. Maybe he was in a rushโฆat least you got to keep your moneyโฆ
Your eyes widened right after closing the door, though, and a shiver ran down your spine as you felt warm air against your ear, โHello, my angel.โ You shrieked as you whipped around to see the same delivery man without his hat and a pair of glowing purple eyes staring back at you menacingly.
Alarmed, you tried to open the door and scream loudly for help, but the dark-haired man pulled your body against him and put a hand to your mouth, the other pulling you in and and resting on your back. โWhy so scared, milaya? Didnโt you want to see me last night?โ You yelped instinctively as you recognized the husky voice, which made you turn cold.
Fyodor.
โF-Fyodor! W-What are you doing here?!โ You tried to back up, but he followed you, still holding you tightly as your back hit the door. He only grinned evilly, eyes low and mentally undressing youโnot that your floral lace set was hiding anything, especially since you were bra-less and only had a skimpy white thong on. His hot breath fanned over your face as you took him in. He was much taller than you with a relatively thin frame, and his voice matched his ghostly, handsome appearanceโlike the attractive villain in a movie. But his touch was cold, so cold.
โYouโre so beautiful, angel, yes, much more in person,โ he whispered lowly, dragging his lips down from your ear to your jaw, โIโve always taken a liking to pretty people, and you, milaya, are no exception.โ You were shaking, fearful of his intentionsโit was no secret that people into your work were suspicious (wut ._____.). He looked up at you with an almost predator-like expression. โIโm going to move my hand, okay? If you know whatโs good for you, donโt scream. Understand?โ
He was taunting you, but you were to afraid to fight back, and you nodded slowly in compliance, earning a cunning smile from him as well as a peck on your forehead as he moved his hands away from your mouth to slowly caress your cheeks. Your mouth was sealed shut from fear. โGood girlโฆIโm going to reward you now.โ He whispered slowly before moving his head down to capture your lips in a slow kiss. You tried to keep your eyes open, but they closed upon feeling his soft touch.
Despite intruding into your apartment and forcing himself on you, he kissed you sensually, like a lover. Your hands pressed against his chest, but as he slipped his tongue in your mouth, your hands went to tangle in his long hair, still slightly damp from the rain, drawing a low groan from him. His knee came in between your leg, and the sudden pressure made you moan into the kiss, the shock causing you to break away from him and pant to catch your breath. You cursed your face for betraying youโyour cheeks felt hot and you were sure you were blushing like crazy. Not to mention the fact that you could feel your nipples hardening beneath your long sleeve top.
As much as you wanted to blame your bodyโs reactions on the rosรฉ you were drinking earlier, a part of you knew it was because of his voice, which youโd been fantasizing about since the call. Not to mention, being a cam girl made you turned on by the thought of your caller visiting you. As ashamed as you were, you knew Fyodor was enjoying every bit of your internal struggle, the sly smirk still on his face as he felt your heat on his clothed thigh. He quickly went to your neck, nipping and kissing your sensitive skin, somehow knowing where your sweet spots were and leaving light hickeys, making you whimper every time. His leg simultaneously grinded against your cunt, weakening the little balance you had left. You were starting to feel lightheaded and dizzy, wrapping your arms around Fyodorโs shoulders and playing with his hair.
Before pulling away and lowering his leg, he gently kissed over your hickeys along with the tears starting to prick your needy eyes. โFyodorโฆโ You started quietly, suddenly bashful and unable to make eye contact. He gave you a soft smile before tucking some loose strands of hair behind your ear. You looked so cute gripping onto his shirt for what seemed like dear life, too flustered to even look up. How easily his pretty vixen fell apart for him.
โYes, my angel?โ He responded, still gazing at your face affectionately, like he was deeply devoted to you.
โCan weโฆโ You trailed off, not sure what to say since your heart, head, and arousal were all screaming different things at you. Fyodor stroked your face with his knuckles slowly, enjoying how fragile you were under him, how corrupted your mind became. His questioning deep hum vibrated through your body, making you shiver and hold your breath.
The demon had captivated his innocent angel, bringing out her most sinful desires and conjuring the unholy courtesan that she really was. โC-can you fuck me? Please, Fyodor, I want youโโ You begged, forcing your doe eyes to look into his piercing orbs. His lips twisted upwards, and he slowly stepped back from you, turning you around and leading you backwards to your nearby plush couch, encouraging you to continue.
โI dreamt of you last night after our call, but it wasnโt enough. I tried so many toys, but I really wanted youโฆโ You whined, making Fyodor push you back faster. โI kept thinking about how good your dick would feel inside of me, and the things you would say to me. What kind of things do you likโโ Your rambling was cut off by your legs hitting the edge of the couch, and Fyodor swiftly pulling you seated into his lap, your back hitting his lean chest.
He seemed to be satisfied with your pleas, not pushing you for anymore and driving you into an embarrassing silence. He rested his head on your shoulder and exhaled, lazily wrapping his arms around your waist, โI know, angel, Iโve been watching you.โ You moved your head an inch to the side, even more flustered about your words.
โโฆOh, on my website and livestreams?โ Fyodor shook his head slowly, making your stomach drop. He grabbed your chin and moved your face around your room.
โNo, here, there, andโฆhere!โ He guided your face from your smart fridge to your balcony camera and finally to your laptop camera. He smiled upon feeling you gulp nervously. โAh, I guess I watched your livestreams and videos, too, but itโs more fun to watch you alone from different cameras,โ he mentioned it too naturally, like that wasnโt considered creepy or an invasion of privacy. He frowned teasingly, โYou should really get a stronger security system, angel. Lots of hackers are out there, and they love to target helpless, sweet girls like you.โ He smiled to himself; not like any security systems could protect youโhe could bypass all of them.
โOh, about thatโฆyou wouldnโt mind streaming this, would you?โ Your body froze, but he continued. His hands left your waist to glide down your arms, moving his fingers on top of yours. He reached over to your laptop and dragged your fingertip on top of a key to unlock it, going over to your bookmarked website and hitting the record button to start a livestream. He hid the live comment notifications, so your attention would be only on him. Your heart was beating rapidly as you were too shockedโrealizing that Fyodor was a cyberstalker and about to make his presence knownโtrying to move his hand, but the one minute timer was already counting down on the screen.
Fyodor sighed after seeing your appalled expression, seeing the timer at 50 seconds. "Angel, that's no good...your viewers won't like it if you don't show them a pretty face. I want you to enjoy this as much as I will." He pushed you off his lap onto the floor, and the force of your knees hitting the floor finally brought you back to the present.
"H-hey, whaโ" You snapped, placing your hands on Fyodor's thighs to steady your kneeling figure. He only looked back at you lovingly again while petting your head. Shit, that expression made you wet weak.
He bent down to your level to kiss your lips while looking into your eyes with a sympathetic expression, "Please, angel, be good for me..." You closed your eyes for a moment to savor it, "Or at least do it for your loyal viewers." He smirked, reminding you of your job. To perform. He was just giving you the option to enjoy it or not.
You only turned your head and pouted, earning another snide laugh from Fyodor, before he swiftly pulled off his pants and boxers, revealing his springing hard-on. Your eyes widened. It was long, not too thick, and the pale mauve-ish tip was already starting to leak some pre-cum. Definitely bigger than your dildos.
He clicked his tongue, "Angel, time's up." The counter was at five seconds, and Fyodor placed his hand behind your head, pulling you closer to his length. "If you're still embarrassed or upset, you can just startโno need to do an introduction." He cooed, offering some faux condolences which made you narrow your eyes at him for trying to mansplain your own job.
You heard the beep notifying you that your stream had started, so you lowered your head to his tip and kissed it softly, using kitten licks to collect his arousal around the slit. His hand gripped your hair tighter as he sighed from your motions, pleased that you were complying. Flashing doe eyes at him, you ran your tongue up and down his cock, placing kisses along the way and paying special attention to the throbbing veins around the side. He let out a low growl. The intimate, sweet way you worshipped his dick was perfect.
"Angel..." He grunted, pulling your head back and signaling for you to stop teasing him. You sat up straighter and kissed his sticky tip one last time before gently taking it into your mouth and sucking slowly, working your way down to the base while swirling your tongue around his length. You looked up to see him flushed, now moaning in heat from the way you passionately sucked him off like a loverโnot to mention how well you were taking him despite his big size. "Mmmmโyou're doing so g-good...God y-you littleโa-ahhโ"
Fyodor threw his head back in ecstasy, your small bobbing motions and the sloppy sounds making him breathe heavily, both of your eyes clouded over with pure lust. Watching him become weak under your tongue was gratifying to say the leastโyou were clenching your thighs together, sure the viewers could see the wet spot on your thin shorts. His cock felt heavenly in your mouth, but you really wanted him in yourโ
He pushed your head flush against his pelvis, and it took everything in you to not gag from the abrupt intrusion as his tip poked the back of your throat. "I'm close, take it a-all, milayaโ" Fyodor's groans got louder as you slowly pulled away, sucking along what you could and using your hands to pump whatever was left. You hummed along his cock, the vibrations making him close his eyes and tug on your hair, tears forming and starting to run down your face. He heaved deeply as he opened his eyes to look down at your pretty face, stroking your soft skin adoringly. You could tell he was close, so you moved closer to his tip, running your tongue across his sensitive slit, driving him over the edge. You sturdied yourself against his thighs as his cum spilled down into your throat, making you moan.
Fyodor pulled your strands harshly, angling your head to ensure not even a single drop leaked out. You turned to the camera, opening your mouth to prove you swallowed it all, and cleaning the residual cum on your mouth with your fingers before sucking them clean, the sight getting Fyodor hard again. Your lewd actions prompted a deep laugh from the dark-haired man, who was coming down from the heaven you'd just sent him to, "My angel has quite a dirty mouth on her, doesn't she? You seem more like a succubus to me."
You simpered cheekily, stripping what was left of your floral lace set, teasing Fyodor and reveling in his intense gaze. You slowly rose up and sat in his lap, purposely pressing your ass against his stomach and spreading your folds with your fingers, teasing his tip with your entrance, making you hiss in lust. "Hey, Fyodor, can you put it insidโ"
You were cut off with a harsh slap to your pussy and a rough yank on your hair, making you squeal in pain and pushing you back down against his chest. Fyodor pulled your hair at an upwards angle to face him, glaring into your lively eyes and inciting fear into them. "Don't forget I'm the one that's in control, shlyukha." His warning sent shivers throughout your body, and you nearly screamed when you felt him thrust into you, walls tightening around him, and you choked as he pushed deeper inside you, body stiff from how he just punished you.
He only smirked as he heard your whines and whimpers, which he knew would soon be replaced by pleasured cries because of how wet you were from giving him a blowjob. He kissed your tears away before guiding your hips back and forth on his cock, being more gentle and placing more kisses down from your ear to your neck. Upon hearing soft moans leave your lips, Fyodor drew small circles on your puffy clit, using his free hand to clasp your hands behind your back. Smirking after feeling you start to ride him to meet his thrusts, he playfully bit your ear, "Ha, I knew deep down you were just a sinful little slut."
More tears fell from your eyes as you felt Fyodor's dick reach your g-spot, the sensation sending a burning fire through your body. It was intense, much more so than anything you'd done solo. It was like all you could focus on was him, how rough yet passionately he was fucking you, how your head was full of his sultry, deep voice only, and how stuffed you were of his cock. You could feel yourself starting to unravel at any moment, moaning loudly as Fyodor pinched your sensitive nipples while gingerly kissing and nipping at your hickies.
"F-Fyodor, you're so m-mean". You murmured, the different sensations making you quiver under his touch. The blinding pleasure lolled your head forward, your front strands of hair covering your eyes, but you could still see Fyodor's magenta orbs cutting into yours through your peripheral, holding an intimidating expression.
His fingers swiped some stray layers to the side, his panting breath fanning over the shell of your ear, "I never said I was a nice man, milaya." You bit your lip after feeling him kiss under your ear, his gentle touches mixed with his unrelenting assault on your pussy driving you to your climax. Fyodor smiled as he felt you squeezing his cock so desperately and watched how your eyes fluttered, lashes wet from your tears but still framing your eyes so beautifully. "You're close, aren't you, angel? It's fine, let it all out on camera. Let everyone see how indecent you are." His finger circled faster around your clit and he groaned feeling you clench around his length again. "Show your loyal fans how much you love being fucked by a stranger." Another faint bite to your neck sent you to the edge, as you cried out from the force of your orgasm washing over you.
Sighing from relief, Fyodor slowed your bouncing movements with slow strokes to bring you down from your high. Catching your breath again, you turned to face your cyberstalker, eyes dreamily looking at him, secretly tugging on his cold heart. You brought your face up, yearning to kiss him, but he only tilted your chin down and kissed your forehead instead, making you pout as he stared at you blankly. "I-I can't kiss you?" You asked, suddenly shy. Fyodor exhaled slowly, finding your faux innocence adorable.
"So needy...this isn't enough for you, my angel?" You yelped as he roughly pulled you down on his member and came inside of you, the abrupt warmth flooding your insides and drawing a low moan from you. Fyodor kissed your neck before letting your restricted hands go and shutting your laptop to end the livestream. His phone buzzing made him turn his head, and he calmly moved to pull out of your snug cunt. He grunted as he felt your pussy gripping onto his cock tightly, trying to milk him completely dry. You whimpered when he finally pulled out, feeling empty and stretched out, already missing him pounding your walls as his cum flowed out of you. He kissed your reddened cheek to offer some ease and sat up from the couch, grabbing his discarded clothes from the floor.
"You're leaving, Fyodor?" You looked up at the man, now fully clothed and checking his phone. He gave you an unreadable smile and glanced at you longingly.
"Yes, milaya. I have business to attend to." He ruffled the top of your hair gently before walking past your figure. Hearing you huff in disappointment, he looked back and smirked, "I may come back sometime, though, angel. If you beg nicely enough..." Your eyes sparkled upon hearing his words, which almost made him go back for another round. He held a hand out to signal his leave and disappeared like a ghost from your space, like he didn't just break in arrive, leaving you with your cold dinner.
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Walking out the door, Fyodor grinned arrogantly upon seeing the livestream recording that had successfully downloaded onto his phone. You didn't know, but he'd already hacked into your laptop before visiting and made the stream privateโthere was no way he'd let anyone watch him corrupt his pretty angel.
Now all he had to do was watch and wait. Wait for his angel to summon the demon she had sinned for again.
