u sudnt come here

🔞no minors please❌

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hottest thing that ever happened to me was he was sitting in my lap and i came in my pants and cried

edit i have to post this draft now because it happened again 🪦

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second hottest thing thats ever happened to me is i was eating him out and he came in my mouth and i kept going and like a minute later he was like "im still cumming" and like two minutes later he was like "it feels like i cant stop cumming"

manifesting a sequel to this one also

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💭

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guy who loves his wife so much that um. um.

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hottest thing that ever happened to me was he was sitting in my lap and i came in my pants and cried

edit i have to post this draft now because it happened again 🪦

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i write for penis reasons only and never intend to publish anything Except this bit while im in the middle of writing it

[jan-liliten]

op turned off reblogs but also i respect that they turned them off for a reason but i still want the post here so i removed their name

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scrap paint doodle lol

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i get so much mileage out of the phrase "i couldn't hold it" there should be a tag for this in any context on every website

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locked account i miss you. tumblr pre porn ban era i miss you.

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switched to taking my meds in the morning recently and i keep forgetting for a few hours after i wake up which means the window of my snri wearing off + feeling lightheaded and horny has been in the first hours of my day instead of the last. which has consequincesss

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i wanna make out with the gashes in cicero's stomach. thank

humble cicero lives to serve 

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cicero could cum without touching himself if the listener was presenting for him or dirty talking him. he just wiggles around wildly whining a bunch for permission to touch and gasps suddenly, finally falls still. the listener makes him tell them what he did. makes him show them the mess he made. silly, filthy fool

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Keep reading

[silked-seduction]

Cicero x Reader

(CONTAINS GORE for those with a stab fetish)

Upon traveling further down the darkened ruins of the Dawnstar Sanctuary, you hear maddened mumbles arising from the bowels of the hide away. Your hands trembling in reaction to spotting the so-called traitor lying on the floor, weakened, fetal position and all.

What has become of the man that was taunting and testing you the moment you arrived at the entrance? All that talk, just to find the mortal half-dead already. Astrid clearly instructed you to take the fool’s life, but your heart said otherwise.

The jester coughed “Haha, you got me, I surrender”. His voice void of strength. “Tell Astrid I’m dead, tell her you strangled me with my own intestines!”. Your eyes widened in response to the request, your hands clammy; you couldn’t bring yourself to end the ginger-haired man.

Although dagger already in hand, you slowly retreated it back into your sheath. Without a second to spare he plunged up, his hand grasping yours. “Ah-ah-ahhh” he said, impatiently. “You still have a job to do, friend.” Raising your knife to his belly, he snickered; you couldn’t process what was unfolding.

The blade dragged across his flesh, slowly, him gracing his own skin. “A-ah…” his amber eyes beamed up at you, fool drooling at the touch, as the blade slid deeper into his body. He began to pant, using his free hand at a leisurely pace to expose himself to you. His skin was pale and pink with the irritated wound, a beautiful sight indeed. His moaning became more apparent once you gained back control of the knife, still kissing his figure. Coughing piddles of blood, his groans echoed the corridor. You bit your lip with every dance your blade created on his canvas. Cicero finally collapsed onto the ground once more, his legs slightly spread with a gentle wet patch upon his foreign.

You retrieved your blade, covered in the ironed scent of him. With your foot pressed against his filthy pants, you sighed. He winced, smiling up at you.  Leaving the poor fool in a pool of both his mess and the ink that spilled from his veins, you turned to the direction of the exit. “Thank you, Listener” he blissfully chuckled. You turned back at the man’s thanks and threw him a potion of healing. “From this point on, Astrid will believe you to be dead.” You said with a wink in your voice and carried on your way.

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fuck i have to update all my links in these poasts to something other than twitter. SIGGGNNN

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snris are crazy sonsabitches. missed two days and gets literally so sensitive i dont have enoigh time to get into a fantasy before my poenis is like ⁉️⁉️💣🔥🔥🔥🚒🚒🚒👨‍🚒🔥💥🧨💣🎇🎆🔥💥💣💥💥💥

[smoocheys]

got around to "finishing" this one...decided not to line and color after all ^_^

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