#bad-hcbits

[midnightblosm]

[ {closed} starter for @bad-hcbits based on this. ]

It was a fucking shit show at this bar, but that was typical for a Saturday night.  Nevermind the fact that it likely exceeded the maximum capacity per law, the place was loud, bodies were damn near pressed against eachother, and Emily was finally somewhere she could let loose.  The week was spent socializing with the 1%, as family obligations tied her to, but the weekends were hers.  Well hers, and a group of friends who were definitely not part of that old wealth scene.  She took another shot, laughing after it burned its way down and she shook it off.  It was then that she made eye contact with the extremely fucking handsome stranger just three seats away from her.  Never one to play coy, Emily grabbed two more shots the bartender set down, then made her way over to him.  “Hey.”  One hand held out the shot to him.  “Take this with me.”

[felixculpxx]

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[petalamour]

@bad-hcbits

She really had been on her way up to the office, though taking her sweet time and getting riled up was more fun than she’d thought it’d be. The blonde couldn’t help the pout that crossed her features, three spanks for every minute over ten that she was a late. Poppy had half a mind to mill about in the lobby right up until it hit the twenty minute mark, but she knew being a brat would get her nowhere. Delicate fingers swiped across her keyboard to fire off another message, noting that most people had left the building already because who works late on weekends? She was hardly even scheduled to work them. As she stepped into the elevator, Poppy checked herself in the reflection of the glossy chrome finish of the doors. Her hair and makeup were both perfect and the short pink dress she wore could almost be considered a second skin, not to mention short enough so bending over would give anyone looking a great view of her exposed ass.

[superlustersnew52]

☀️ - For an Eros girl(Liz, Daisy, Ten, or Julia would be most wanted but anyone you have muse for would be great)

☀️ - Go to a nudist beach with my muse

“Don’t you just love the beach?” Daisy grinned at the other, laying on her back on a towel, the only thing she had on being a pair of sunglasses.

[felixculpxx]

starter for @bad-hcbits

It had taken some kind words to her co-worker to be able to sneak him into the back rooms in the first place. After not seeing each other for days, Abi certainly wasn’t going to pass up on an intimate moment with him. They were in the staff room currently. Abigail’s lips had barely left his after they’d got there. A couple of giggles left her lips. It was all very controlled at the moment but -- Oh how Abigail didn’t want it to be. “Hey hey hey,” She eventually whispered, leaning her head back to look at him. “What if ----” Her eyes scanned the room to check there were no colleagues. “There’s a staff toilet cubicle around the corner. What if we made up for the last couple of days in there?” Abi didn’t even wait for a response before she took his hand and started leading him there.

[preciousthingstm]

13c for one of my guys and your dove muse, whichever of my guys you'd like

Smut starters | accepting | 13c.

Hannah hated him. She truly did. But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t be at his beck and call any time he wanted her. She had a thing for him that she truly couldn’t deny. Which led them here to this moment. One of Oliver’s hands on her breast, the other rubbing at her clit and his face between her legs. She was so close and her hand made it’s way to his, a moan falling from her lips. “God, I love this.”

[superlustersnew52]

"I want to rip off every single thing you're wearing, force you onto your knees then push my cock so far into your throat that you choke on it." - To April for the forbidden thoughts thing

“Mmm…that sounds fun…” she licked her lips. Normally she didn’t do submissive stuff like that, but she liked it rough, and that was certainly rough… She could make an exception just this once.

[cottoncandysoul]

“This is where you belong. Sprawled out on your stomach with an Alpha’s cock inside your cunt” (to a diff muse than the first one)

             If Lucilla had any coherent thought left in her head, she might’ve had a need to negate his words. She doesn’t belong anywhere, and certainly doesn’t belong on her stomach, bent over the back of the couch, with an Alpha’s cock nestled deep within the warm, wet confines of her cunt. He’s not even her Alpha. He’s a happy accident, if you will, and one Lucy isn’t going to regret unless there’s an outcome from this coupling she can’t run away from, but she doubts that’s going to be a problem. “Are you going to keep talking or are you going to fuck me?” Lucy antagonizes, quivering through the low moan in her throat, hands curling against the fabric of the couch biting into her hips, her stomach flat against the fabric a moment later.