where the sea sleeps.

tell me; who will love you now?

[raelynnnix]

KATIE DOUGLAS GINNY & GEORGIA SEASON ONE, 2021

[hooned]

how is he real?

[sxmnus]

evocatiive​.

“Is that not a skill? I have the perfect lap to grind on. Have you seen these shapely legs?” Mari put her long legs on display with a smirk and a tilt of her head, unabashed and unashamed of her habit of appreciating hot women. “And I never said anything about falling for me,” Her face pinched at the mere mention of anything emotional. “But you could at least acknowledge that I’m hot. It was my idea, so why should you get the credit? Especially if I’m the one being punished.” Even if it wouldn’t feel like a punishment at all to her. 

      ❝ having a perfect lap to grind on isn’t a skill. and yes, i - ❞ alex paused for a moment, straining as she tried her best to stretched from her resting spot in order to stroke up the length of mari’s leg. admittedly, she did have very nice, toned legs and alex had been jealous over them for ages. she was a runt compared to mari. ❝ alright, hotshot, no need to turn sour just because i mentioned feelings for a second. you’re SMOKIN’. better? ❞ she asked, rolling her eyes as she laid back down. ❝ i never asked for credit but both of us know that’s hardly a punishment to whine about. i only see perks on your end. ❞  

[sxmnus]

evocatiive​.

The slight against her brainstorming would have stung more if Alex wasn’t malleable to her new idea, which Mari, quite frankly, preferred herself now that she had thought of it. “Who said I wouldn’t be on screen? I can showcase my different skillset.” What that was, she still was figuring out. “I have my own charms, y’know, even if you are apparently immune to them. And I’m not that greedy. We’d split 60-40.” 

      ❝ well, what are you going to be on screen then? what skillset are you gonna bring to the table if not stuffing bills in panties? ❞ alex couldn’t help but shoot her friend a KNOWING look, alluding to her tendency to frequent strip clubs and the like for pleasure. ❝ i didn’t realize you wanted me to fall head over heels for you. 60 goes to me, right? we can livestream your birthday spankings on camera? bet we’d be rolling in dough if we did. ❞ 

[sxmnus]

devilmcnt.

not many people were shown this side of her, usually they got to see the employee who never missed a shift or the girl who had her head stuck in a book all day long — they never got to hear her moaning and saying filthy things. “unbecoming and yet you’re hand hasn’t stopped moving yet, has it?” she would have liked to comment on the whole ‘some guy’ thing, but now really was not the right time. she was trying her hardest not to appear overly flustered, her cheeks red and her body tingling. when his tongue made contact with hers she couldn’t help it, a soft moan slipped out, the slick sensation of his tongue rolling against hers making her core ache. “mm, y-yeah…i’d like that, a lot.” she wanted his fingers to venture further, to push how obvious they could be in the coffee shop before heading somewhere more private. 

      ❝ i never said anything about myself. i know i’m disgusting but i definitely didn’t expect that of you. ❞ to be fair, there were plenty of things he didn’t know about her, though on purpose. asking more meant an invitation into her life, taking more and more steps into unknown territory. he didn’t want to risk that at the moment and was merely content in playing with her like this. ❝ oh, you would, would you? ❞ his fingers eventually reached panty clad core that was warm and damp to the touch, pads of his digits wet from the contact alone that made him twitch beneath the zipper of his pants. ❝ how the hell are you already so aroused? is this a fantasy you’ve got running in your head, ellie? i bet your thoughts are filled with nasty things. ❞ he stroked her gently beneath her skirt, tracing round random patterns to keep things interesting, to coax her to slide further down her seat to subtly guide his hand where she wanted it most.

[sxmnus]

devilmcnt​.

even if she wanted to eloise knew there was little to no chance she could pay attention to the customers around them, people who stopped in for a quick coffee to go or for a little personal time scrolling through their phones. the only thing she could pay attention to was dowoon and how his fingers brushed along her skin, their shadows dancing beneath her skirt. it was such an arousing sight ellie felt her core clench. “would you like that, me being your little bitch?”, she breathed, back arching slightly as his mouth connected to hers. there was nothing quite like their soft kisses, the sweet sound of them moving together. “mhm”, she whispered, nose tipping his own lightly, “i think i have.”

      hearing her repeat the words did unexpected things to the pit of his stomach, like he was surprised such filthy things could fall from lips that were meant to be so innocent. that’s what she was - just this seemingly innocent, hard-working girl in a town that didn’t have much going for it or its inhabitants. but even weeks prior, she’d shattered the illusion heavily though dowoon was still very much getting used to it. used to a level of filthiness that he’d only experienced with blatant whores and sluts of their friend groups. ❝ that’s unbecoming, you know. saying shit like that in a coffee shop while you’ve got some guy’s hand up your skirt, ❞ because to dowoon, he was still very much just ‘some guy’ in her life. it was easier to compartmentalize that way. gently grazing the tip of his tongue along her lower brim, he slides it slowly into her soft mouth, touching the edge of her tongue lightly. ❝ good girl. just let me tease you a bit here in the coffee shop before we go back home, hmm? ❞

[sxmnus]

neveraftcr​.

          his. his his. god, how she wished that it wasn’t just for tonight. or the next time she found herself tangled in his arms. because their would be a next time. even if by morning she forget that very promise that she had made to him, she wouldn’t want to go that long without him, without this. it made it the easiest promise she had ever made. she’d never get enough, never had enough of him and she’d be back for more any time he’d have her. to be his for a night and let the world slip away.  “ i like it… i like know you think of me when i’m not when i’m not here… but i never, i never want to go that long without this… without you, again. ”  confession feel too easily from her lips with how good her made her feel right now, with how the building up pleasure made her mind blank, couldn’t have stopped herself even if she wanted to. and any confessions she made right now were likely to be forgotten by tomorrow, when the lust and alcohol filled haze that clouded their judgement was gone. did the confessions she make now really matter? when they next time they hang out could still very much be like tonight? only maybe she’d actually leave with someone else. would she remembered he’d care about that? and any thought she had on it would be gone by morning too. moans came heavy against his lips, kissing him between the heavy breaths she was taking but still needing to chase his lips. a whimper left her lips as he groped her, flesh still tender from the marks he had left their earlier, and yet, her back still arched into him. hands found purchase on his back, short nails digging into his skin   “ mhm. that’s all i want. fuck me like i’m your whore. you fuck me so good… i… ”  sentences became harder to form as she felt herself climbing closer and closer to the precipice but she remembered when he had made her cum in the bathroom. his comment on how she didn’t ask for permission so she tried to hold it off until she could form the words.  “ i’m… i’m so close… daddy… please… please can i come? ”

      without him. surely that shouldn’t have meant anything. having a friend around was always preferred to being anywhere alone and he’d already promised her the next time, he would remain at her side until she specifically tells him to leave her to her own devices. that she would be well taken care of by him and whoever he passed the baton to next. this won’t mean anything in the morning, was the thought that he eventually landed on, because he could feel himself slipping in and out of that horrendously dazed feeling. a hiss fell from the tip of his tongue pressed to the back of his teeth the moment she dug fingers into his back, raking them down the length of it that had caelum arching his chest against hers, plowing himself deeper up her core. the praises didn’t help him and his massive ego, though still not enough to ensure it was a performance. he was far too drunk for that and fucked her with the intent to remind her that she adored what he was able to provide her, not anyone else. her request granted a kiss from him and he nodded, his hand sliding down her tummy to fit between her folds again, his ministrations circling around her swollen clit to help. ❝ mhm, you can come with me, babe, ❞ he murmured, struggling to sound anything out as the built up tension from evening proved to be too much for him, evident in the way his orgasm came too hard and too quick. thick cum painted her inner walls and caelum couldn’t speak, a string of curse words mixed with scraggly groans pressing into her neck where his lips found purchase. to say that she rendered him speechless was an understatement.

[lostonyoubabee-deactivated20250]

[malokero]

[sxmnus]

lilacwiine​.

“because i thought it was what you wanted. it was, wasn’t it? because you were mad at me? she’s not my girlfriend. she’s just… it’s just a thing. not a serious thing. just a thing.” 

      ❝ yeah, that was - right. you’re right. but you agreeing with me just confirms that it was best for the both of us. that you felt it too, didn’t you? - oh. i... i see. well, you’re enjoying your time with her, aren’t you? do you think you’ll see her again? ❞ 

[sxmnus]

devilmcnt​.

the stillness of his body against her own had her wondering if she had slipped up, if in saying that word ellie had turned him off and it was done for them. had she read the signs wrong the last time? when his voice hummed she smiled, giddiness making her squirm a little because she had been right — there were few better feelings in the world than being proven right. “hmm, i suppose i do. but then, if you’re not going to finger fuck me, then what are you going to do? pet me nicely? you know i’m not your dog, daddy.” his fingers were like a burn on her thigh, one that made every single part of her become so aware of where they were that she couldn’t begin to think about anything else but him. she had never felt like this with another person before, dowoon made her feel differently about almost everything. 

      there was a strange youthfulness between them, like two puppies discovering things for the first time, excitement seeped down to the bone. her little squirm didn’t go unnoticed by him and all he could muster was an adoring chuckle at the sight of it. ❝ pet you nicely? i’m sure you could be my little bitch if you wanted. ❞ slowly, his fingers dug further into her milky flesh, only to continue its trajectory until his hand was completely hidden beneath her skirt. ❝ you’ve taken to the nickname then? ❞ he whispered, giving her another soft smooch on the mouth.

[sxmnus]

neveraftcr​.

          “ sometimes, people came to parties to hang out with friends and get hammered. doesn’t have to be one of the other. i can get piss drunk and still have a good time with friends, i’m sure someone’s burden at the end of the night. ”  though, she’d also argue she was an easy burden to deal with when all her friend would have to do is call her driver and stick her in the back seat. she was happy that he didn’t press her to continue on what is was she had started saying, especially since she didn’t really know exactly where she was going with it. far better to keep that all locked inside. it was just the alcohol anyway.  “ i’m far from close to completely trashed. i’m at the good point. i feel great! ”  her lips pulled up into a smile as she turned her head over her shoulder to look at him, as if the toothy grin would convince him she wasn’t on her way to being completely trashed. at the call of her name she turned on her heel and hurried over to the room he stood by.  “ oh perfect! start thinking of what prize you’re going to give me when i win. ”  she winked and headed over towards the table with a slight spring in her step. didn’t so much as care if someone else was waiting, as soon as the came was over she was there, setting it up for them to play. if it was brought up, she’d just tell them to be quicker. given how the alcohol was starting to effect her, this was far from the best game to play but it didn’t stop the excitement from showing in her eyes as she looked up at him.  “ rock paper scissors to see who goes first? or should we flip a coin? ”

      she made a solid point: someone could get piss drunk and still have a good time with friends.. but last he checked, he wasn’t her friend. quite frankly, he believed that he was NOTHING to her. she’d nipped whatever they had blooming right in the bud and effectively told him to lay in the bed she made for the both of them. and now what? they were to play games as if nothing happened? he was supposed to feel bad for kissing that girl when he should be feeling no remorse whatsoever? absolutely ridiculous. he watched carefully as she set the game up for them, finding it admittedly humorous that she snagged the table before someone else did. most others would’ve backed down knowing that there were others waiting but she was the greatest firecracker he’d ever met. knew what she wanted and got what she wanted. ❝ damn, your pong table setup skills are actually ass, ❞ he laughed heartily as he arranged the cups in the correct order, with no jagged rows or any that looked out of place. ❝ you think i have a coin on me? this is the 21st century. come on. ❞ bouncing his hands up and down, he opted for rock paper scissors and eventually landed on paper.

[sxmnus]

cigvrettedvet​.

           “for them. y’know, the other girls you were with. i’m sure some of them wouldn’t appreciate being known as notches on your belt,” akiko explains with a shrug, soon to chuckle. “alright, everyone is a stretch. but there’s been a couple of people who have said it.” akiko fancied herself as being a bit of a risk-taker herself, even if she kept that part of her life private. the raven haired girl lightly scoffs, shaking her head as she briefly looked away from him. “don’t worry, i’ll be sure to remember how good you were so your ego won’t be too wounded, i’m sure.” whatever little bit of playfulness was in akiko’s body seemed to quickly leave her body the moment he’d touch her. it’s just a faint touch, his finger brushing her jawline. it makes the smallest breath escape her, akiko unable to properly think or look away from him. “i think you should get going, dowoon,” she reluctantly moves away from him. “aren’t you busy?”

      ❝ the girls that i’ve been with KNOW that they’re notches on my belt. it’s not that i ever try to keep my motives hidden. ❞ if anything, that’s how he was able to get away so frequently. with expectations properly set, those girls couldn’t ever get mad at him for not staying. whether they were upset about the situation as a whole was, frankly, not his problem either. teeth bit at lower lip at her reassurance and dowoon tipped his head to scan the expression that fell over her face. even dropped his gaze low enough to catch the sight of a hickey he’d placed on her collarbone peeking from the collar of her shirt. ❝ mmm, right. well, if you don’t remember then maybe the mark just under your neck will remind you the next time you strip, ❞ he chuckled softly, a bit cheekier than usual the moment hand drops from her face back into his pocket. ❝ mhm, yup. i should. i don’t know about busy but the longer i stay here, the less it’ll feel like the both of us just using each other for sex. ❞ a wink followed, the male clearly not minding the fact that that was, in fact, the nature of their...  situation. ❝ and don’t worry - i won’t tell anyone. ❞ 

[sxmnus]

lilacwiine​.

“i’m desperate to have you admitting it if it’s true, only so i can hold it over your head.” monica didn’t actually want to hear him say it. didn’t know what she’d do if he did. kick him out? that seemed perhaps a little extreme but it would throw off absolutely everything about them and make things more awkward than they already were. neither of them needed that, especially when things were already so strange given the unusual circumstances. she ate like someone who hadn’t all day which was probably no real surprise. she just wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of admitting that it was pretty nice of him to have fussed. “what a great family trait…” not that she could really say much, known to be a little bossy herself. that probably attributed to why they didn’t get on very well. she tilted her head against the back of the couch as he mulled her question over, scrunching her nose up a little. she supposed she couldn’t fault that logic when she’d applied the same thing to helping tobias out. “i’m not struggling though,” she pointed out, finding it completely necessary to do so. monica refused to let anyone think she couldn’t handle things. him most of all. “my point still stands in that you like your sister, i’d imagine, and you don’t like me. so… right, whatever. guess we’re just doing one another favours today. this will be the last of it, though.” 

      ❝ it’s nice to see you desperate - thanks for admitting it, ❞ and then didn’t address the rest of the sentence. there was nothing to admit or to hang over his head. she already had this lever to pull - the one that appeared the moment she took him in to help clean his wounds. she didn’t need another. carefully he watched her, practically downing the food like a starving person on the street ( a bit more delicately though ) but there was no judgement on his countenance this time around. actually felt relieved that she took his advice in nourishing her body again after too many hours of work. ❝ hey, you can hound me all you want but don’t bring my family into this. you’re struggling in the sense that you can’t even listen to your body when it’s asking you to take care of it. i bet you don’t even drink water throughout the day, ❞ he dug further, as though trying to pull out her daily regime for him to nitpick. still unable to cross a leg over the other, he heaved an annoyed sigh and merely leaned back on the couch once settled, taking another slice to work through. ❝ i’d do it for anyone if i knew they weren’t taking care of their bodies. oh? this is the last of it? does this mean i’m off the hook to repay you for your services? ❞ 

[sxmnus]

neveraftcr​.

          my good girl. the words that rang in her head and almost made her forget everything else he had said. his. whether or not that was the alcohol talking, she didn’t know, couldn’t really know unless she ever decided to ask him about it. even it was just for right now, she was more than happy to his. his good girl. she’d never forget though, how good he made her feel, how no one else could ever fuck her as well as he did.  “ yes, anything you want… i’ll be your good girl, keep your cum inside me again. ”  she breathed out, voice shaky and broken with moans as he pushed his fingers inside her. that, more than enough to distract her from her trail of thought, to take her ability to speak.  “ gods… ”  his fingers already bringing her so close that she whined when he moved them, but couldn’t really complain about them too push when she felt the brush of his cock as her panties were pushed to the side. she nodded eagerly, not caring if he fucked her with or without the panties, only knew that she wanted him  —  needed him. if pushed her panties to the side was the quickest way to remember exactly how he felt inside her, then so be it. eyes rolled back as he finally, finally pushed himself inside her. her legs hooked around around his waist to pull him in, to feel him sink fully inside her so perfectly nothing else could ever begin to compare to him.  “ i won’t. ever… go longer than that… i promise. ”  right then, it felt like the easiest promise in the world. she never wanted to go more than a few weeks without this, without him in any capacity. with sex or without sex… whatever that meant she couldn’t think about it now, not when he was inside her giving her a pleasure only he ever could. her hips bucked against his, desperate for more of him, to feel more, for friction. she lifted her head up to let her lips find his, her need still very much evident in how she kissed him, the slight tug she gave to his hair as her fingers curled around his dark locks.  “ it feels… so good... to have you inside me again. fuck, i missed you. ”

      ❝ mhmm, that’s right. you’re mine. mine, mine, mine, romy... ❞ words were scratchy at his throat, the alcohol having clearly affected his body with the salt from the fries not particularly helpful. but his mouth also tasted of her, how sweet she was with her tongue sliding and brushing against his own, unrelenting in their greediness to swallow each other whole. ❝ you’re god damn right you’re gonna promise me. ❞ each word was accompanied by a particularly hard thrust, the male making good work of taking what she willingly gave him. what she was willing to surrender and let him have his way with her. but tonight wasn’t to make a point of dominating her. like she’d said before, he could wait on the punishment. they were going to do this right, because for the first time, they were facing each other and were in the comfort of his own bed. his hands and mouth free to explore the canvas that was her body, and laid bare for him to mark her all over. hips buck and rut between her legs, occasionally winding round and round to have her chase after them, his cock stretching her out deliciously, the sounds of their wet sexes echoing and bouncing off the walls every time their hips slam together. ❝ so so good, baby girl, ❞ caelum panted softly, letting the tiniest grunt flicker between his lips at the tug of his hair. she’d missed him and he was willing to mirror it with his own. ❝ mhmm, b-been too long. can’t believe you’ve had me wait, romy. or do you like knowing that i lay here at night stroking myself to your nudes? your pictures? ❞  moans fell between them as his knees and feet dig into the mattress, anchoring him while his body drove its weight into every slip of his cock. her tightness squeezing him for all it was worth, practically milking him from the base that grew sore with sensitive. whatever promises they made to each other now may not exist tomorrow so he could at least have her fill so long as booze clouded their judgement. swollen lips found purchase on hers once more and he bit and pulled at her lower brim, giving her a handsome chuckle with his hand groping her tit while the other kept him propped upwards. drove his dick further up her core, hiking her higher and higher on the bed. ❝ you’re the only one that can make me feel this way. you fuck your daddy so so fucking good and all you want in return is for daddy to fuck you like his whore, don’t you? ❞ 

[burning-chi-thunderfoot]

[hvitserkk]

DAEMON TARGARYEN in HOUSE OF THE DRAGON “The Heirs of the Dragon”  | 1.01