#{ elijah }

[thatwritererinoriordan]

Passover falling on the evening of April Fools Day would be the funniest possible time for the prophet Elijah to come back btw

[911onabcbts]

Ryan commented on Elijah’s Harrystache post 😭😭😭

[googieghoul]

Happy 161st Juneteenth! I'm a black artist and I'm making a comic called Reuploaded that takes place in Texas! (Yes, all their names are based off HBCUs.)

[redtombdeer]

[o-velocity]

everything we ever wanted

[cravemyhoney]

AT THE SAME DAMN TIME, chapter seven.

IN WHICH; after a messy and short lived situationship you swear you’re done with stack moore. it wasn’t until you had to drop something off at his mother’s hair shop; that you saw the man you hadn’t seen in ages… alongside with his surprisingly handsome brother.

THE FEELING OF IMMENSE HEAVINESS filled your body as you paced around your room. it had been hours since bo had spotted you and stack kissing; since then you haven’t heard anything from elijah. it had been complete radio silence; where as a mere few hours ago he was checking up on you throughout his day and making sure you had everything you needed. your mind replayed the endless possibilities ; what if bo told him what he saw? you kept replaying the disappointed look that was plastered on his face. at this moment in time you felt disappointed in yourself; although you didn’t initiate the kiss with stack ; for a split second your lips did kiss him back. and that alone scared you.

the sound of a someone knocking on your front door brought you out of your trance ; you sighed before sauntering out of your room and walking down the hallway. before looking in the peephole you unlocked and opened the door. and there stood elijah smoke moore with a neutral expression plastered on his face. his dark-brown eyes had slightly darkened as they stared right at you. you didn’t know what to do or to say. smoke suddenly here infront of you genuinely shocked you. you were for sure he knew what happened; being that any time smoke stops by he atleasts texts you to let you know he’s on his way.“hi [ ♡ ] ,” he greeted, his voice remaining monotonous.

you stammered before awkwardly smiling, “h-hi baby.” smoke lightly pushed you out of the way before letting himself in and closing the door. “how was your day; hm?” you shrugged before stuttering, “i-it was fine pa,” elijah scoffed before making his way into the kitchen. “hm; bet your day was realll good. heard about something funny.” your heart started to pound as you followed him. “what you heard baby?” you asked, as if you didn’t know what he was talking about. smoke hummed in response before grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. smoke open the bottle and took a sip of water as he made direct eye contact with you.

“a lil’ birdy told me they saw you lockin’ lips wit elias.” you froze, your eyes widened and you didn’t have anything to say. elijah nodded and muttered a “mhm” before walking towards you. “but pa! he kissed me, i didn’t kiss him i promise. and i pushed him offa me as soon as i realized what he was doin” smoke ignored your words and continue to walk closer to you before stopping a few steps away from you. “ion believe that shit. i’m sorry, i just don’t. you kissed the same nigga you got history with, that just so happens to be my twin brother, after i took you out and laid out my intentions with you. how do i know that you’re not only with me because everytime you see me you’re reminded of him?”

elijah’s words cut you like a knife, tears started to well in your eyes. “that’s not true, ‘s not like that at all.” elijah hummed, before nonchalantly shrugging. “how am i ‘posed to know that huh? your actions aren’t reflecting what you’re telling me. how’d you feel if the roles were reversed?” you didn’t respond. “exactly.” the tears that welled in your eyes began to flow down your cheeks. smoke’s demeanor softened before walking closer to you and closing the space between you two.

his fingers wiped away your tears, the small yet affectionate action bringing butterflies to your stomach. you looked up at him with your dark-brown orbs and made direct eye contact. the more you two stared into each other’s irises the more smoke found himself feeling aroused, the underlying sexual tension in the room made him want to bend you over and fuck you until you were seeing stars. it took everything in him to hold himself together. you furrowed your eyebrows, noticing his internal battle before cocking your head to the side. “whas’ wrong pa?” you muttered, your voice low. the sound of your voice instantly went to smoke’s dick.

“nothin.” you frowned. “y’sure? you don’t seem fine.” smoke’s self resistance was crumbling. the more you talked, the more he looked at you and the more he was in your presence the more he wanted to fuck the shit out of you. without thinking smoke put his calloused hand around your neck and lightly squeezed before leaning down and roughly kissing you. you immediately melted and leaned into the kiss.

smoke let his hands travel down from your neck to your breasts and down to your hips before ultimately leaving his hands on your ass. you moaned into his lips at the touch of him groping your ass cheeks. after a while of kissing smoke pulled back before guiding you into the living room before turning you around and sandwiching you between the couch’s arm and him. he swiftly bent you over and pulled up your night gown before getting on his knees and staring at your bare pussy.

the sight of it made him lick and bite his lips, without thinking smoke leaned in and began licking alongside your slit. he sent long and teasing licks. moans instantly flew out of your mouth. you began gripping the couch. “pa!” you whined; your hipsters to grind itself in his face. smearing your juices all over him. smoke diverted his attention from to your slit to your clit. “daddy feels so good, mm!” you whined. at response to your praise elijah’s mouth went even more wide and wet, tounge continuously the slits of your walls and circling your clit. you were nearing your peak, as you felt a pool of heat start to form in your stomach. your muscles started to tense, and before you knew it you were cumming. you let out a pornagraphic moan as your eyes rolled back. elijah instantly began lapping up your juices.

after elijah was done; he pulled his pants and his boxers down before stroking his hard member. you turned your head to the left before looking down at it and biting your lip. you then looked back up at him and made eye contact. elijah slowly teade his dick up and down your slit before pushing it into your essence, you moaned before breaking eye contact and letting your head fall back. smoke’s started fucking himself into you. his strokes were rough but also precise and deep.

“feels so good daddy,” elijah groaned in response of your moans. the way your ass was bouncing back everytime he stroked into you was turning him on even more. the feeling your wet pussy convulsing around him was enough to bring him to an orgasm immediately. but he had a purpose and a point to prove, so he knew he had to hold out as long as he could. smokes strokes began to get more rough and more possessive. elijah began to play and grope your boobs, his fingers fondling and pulling your nipples.

“this pussy feel so good mama,” he groaned, his eyes low. “and this shit all mine, and don’t you ever forget that shit.” he began to drill himself in and out of you. the feeling of his thick and long dick fucking itself in and out of you at an insane pace was euphoric. “i won’t daddy, shit—hah— i promise!” a knot began to form itself in your stomach. and your pussy began to tighten around elijah. “‘m gone cum papa.” you moaned as you fucked yourself back onto him. smoke grande your ass and smacked it. “cum mama.” the demand was all you needed before you unraveled. your juices flowed down his dick.

your orgasm triggered his, and before he knew it he was letting out a guttural moan before spilling his semen deep inside your womb. he bucked his hip into you a few more time before plunging himself deep inside of you. he slowly leaned down to be level with your ear before whispering. “don’t you ever forget it.”

here yall go! now yall can stop begging me for another chapter lol. i can’t believe i abandoned this series for a year and im just now writing another chapter to it like this is actually crazy LMFAOO. next chapter is genuinely gonna be the messiest!! i promise

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[7pleiades7]

Elijah in the Wilderness, (Details), (1877-1878), by Sir Frederic Leighton (British, 1830 – 1896), oil on canvas, 2,343 mm (92.24 in) x 2,104 mm (82.83 in), Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool