#aaaaand post

[cornnie-corn]

Late night talking 💬

- And Cyn!

[bjuglee]

riding you with your hands cuffed to the bedframe, one of my hands covering your mouth, the other one around your throat. i wanna be selfish and use you exactly how i want, your pleasure entirely an afterthought. if you cum it will not be because i am trying to make you to

[whateveriwant]

Good evening, I can't stop thinking about Simon going brain dead as he fucks you :)

Like, just imagine. You're on your elbows and knees as Simon's hitting it from behind, when suddenly you feel something wet land on your back. You know it's not him finishing given the fact that he's still buried deep inside you, so you look back over your shoulder to see what the hell that was you just felt.

And when you turn around, the sight that greets you is one for the ages. There's Simon, eyes unfocused and glazed over, mouth hanging wide open in the most fucked-out expression you've ever witnessed. He looks like he's never had an intelligent thought in his life; like he's been reverted back to a primitive brain, whose only drives are to eat, breathe, and fuck.

As you watch him rut into you like a sex-crazed animal, it's then you spy the source of the mystery liquid dripping onto your back. There, dribbling steadily from Simon's ajar mouth, flows a thick stream of drool. It leads down from his bottom lip in long, viscous ribbons, landing and settling itself along the curve of your spine. If he even notices (which, by the look on his face, he's too far gone for such higher-order thinking processes) then he doesn't care. He just lets his spit pour freely from his open mouth, like some kind of wild beast that's got its eyes locked onto its next meal.

Simon is so mentally checked out that he can't even hear you as you gently say his name. No, all he can think about – all his shriveled little monkey brain can focus on at this moment – is how fucking good you feel around him and how fucking badly he needs to fill you up.

When Simon does finally cum, he can only manage a garbled string of grunts and groans that doesn't even come close to resembling human speech. After three, four, five thrusts as deep into you as possible, his whole body is shaking, and his trembling limbs give out.

He collapses on top of you without a second's consideration of his size, pinning you to the mattress beneath his warm, heavy frame. You can still feel him drooling a little as his face comes to rest in the crook of your neck, the mess on your lower back getting smeared between your bodies.

It's hard for you to breathe being trapped under Simon's weight like that, so you try lightly tapping him on the head to ask him to roll off you. Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's no use trying to gain his attention right now. You're going to have to give him a few minutes to collect himself, love.

The poor guy just fucked himself stupid, after all.

[lavenderprose]

and then Rachel Reid made Shane Hollander from the rib she had taken out of Scott Hunter, and she brought him to Ilya Rozanov,

[starcroww]

Wolfstar fucking in cowboy Remus' truck and Remus putting his hat on Sirius's head while he's riding him.

[takeyourtears]

she crash on my car til i understand

[numptybud]

Witch Hat Atelier AU: Ulrich

check this out lol

just recently got into WHA and holy shit is it amazing, so i decided to make an AU design for Ulrich (even though he already has a whole ass skin that fits perfectly with the theme… ignore that…)

i am also in the process of creating one for my lovely Enigma, and since i accidentaly came up with a whole story about these two in the world of WHA i would also hope to get to post that at some point. kinda went out bending WHA’s canon which i ADMIT but it’s all in good fun

anyways, this was really fun and i’m quite proud of the result, given that it was my first time designing an attire for a character. Enigma banner soon,…

also a simpler vers. have a great day

[typebeanie]