#dalliance

[fontseeker]

Any clue on the title/chapter title font for Garth Nix's Keys To The Kingdom series?

Dalliance Roman (2001) [Fonts In Use · Identifont]

[misstergrayson]

First art post!!

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[wabama]

Lashana x black fem

Unforgettable

Warnings: smut ofc, mirror sex, choking, overstimulation, breath play, top!reader, bottom!lashana, she kinda becomes a brat mid way, squirting.

Song rec above.

This is just written porn.

[A/N: 😃 can't come up with a summary but this was inspired by the pic of Shana soaking the sunlight with her lil twist out

here you go babe! 💗 @mybonafidefeelings ]

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"When you get famous.. will you forget me?"

"I get really honest with alcohol in my system, you want the truth?" Lashana stated as she lowered her glass on the floor.

"Yeah, I can take it."

Your relationship with lashana was as firm as dry foam bricks. You only needed eachother for pleasure and occasional talks like this. She met you in the club as you displayed your charm naturally and Lashana went with it. Not taking your light promises to heart but you got the chance to show her a thing or two.

Near the end of month you got to come over to her apartment, laying with Lashana at the foot of the bed with a grey duvet pulled over your half naked body in lingerie. Neither of you touched any part of yourselves, the only thing you touched was a bottle of wine.

"I can't truly forget anyone I come across, now a name I'd probably forget but all that you made me feel.. no." That was not what you were expecting.

"Would you forget me, when you have all those deals and industries calling for you. Showcasing your beauty on the runway" Lashana questioned with a flaunt tone.

"... Probably. I don't know. You'd most likely pop up in my head when I'm doing certain things that remind me of you."

"Things like what?" She rasped and you looked at Lashana playing with her necklace, her look was curious, eyes round and receiving to what you would say. For once, she wanted to know what you perceived of her outside of sex.

You rolled on your side as a small smile bloomed on her lips.

"It chalks from perfume all the way down to.. the simplest smell in the air. And not that scent after it rains.. it's sweet like ripe watermelons in the summer you know?" She hums and turns on her shoulder as she looks up at you.

When you melt in silence Lashana smirks with a comedic flutter of her lashes "tell me more." You chuckle.

"Certain textures in my mattress might mimic the feel of you," your hand rests on her clothed hip. "Or even words like... laconic. I didn't even know that word existed until I was scrolling through pintrest" you both shared a giggle.

This had to be more, the way Lashana glowed because your company and thought your voice was better than any medicine in the world. Your touch making her feel so safe and so needy when you were gone.

"..You're too sweet"

"Am I?" You raise your brows with a soft smile and she lays flat on her stomach now with her forearms crossed infront of her, her gaze moves to a pair rosewood lips just looking like they want to get kissed on. She makes a low sound of agreement before leaning forward and taking them for herself.

The engagement of your mouths is warm and and plush, puckered lips pushing against eachother before they enclose around another's lip. You place a leg over both of Lashana's and situate behind her while your mouths are still connected and meshing. She just has to crane her pretty neck back and hold the edge of the bed for grounding.

You parted from her as she finally turned her head forward and pushed her twist out curls from her forehead. Her eyes wandering to the sides of her as you ran your hands down her waist under the covers.

"What do you have planned for me tonight?"

"Something different, I don't think we've tried this before but I just want you to look in that body mirror when I slip into you" you informed in the canal of her peirced ear. She smirked and glanced to it, feeling an electric shock of nerves commence in her body when you mischievously met her gaze inside of it.

"Okay" she breathed and bit her lip anticipatingly when your hands spread her knees apart and glided across her ass, her navy blue lace panties were merely slipped to the side as two fingers greeted her slick folds with delicate rubs.

You didn't have to peel back the covers to see or know where certain parts were located, so you used another hand to hold her chin. The radio on Lashana's dresser was playing the perfect music for this moment and she was elated when you gave her two digits in the start.

Her mouth parted as you slowly pumped them in her tight pussy, releasing uncertain breaths and almost uncatchable whines that took partial trips to your ear. All while her deep brown irises were fixated on the mirror.

"Good girl, doing just what I asked of you" your fingers move a bit faster and then a moan finally breaks through the barrier, right in-between high and low. Her sound was moderate and smooth, but they progressed in range over time.

You had Lashana push back with whatever force you delivered and it was wonderful to feel, the hand on her jaw loosened to accommodate her constantly bobbing throat abd she gasped lightly when you squeezed just right.

The growing light-headed feeling pairing with your consistent thrusting in her greedy cunt.

"Y-y/n, shittttt—" she drew out beautifully when you found her special spot.

"Do-n't stop, keep fucking me.. right there. T-there! Yes!" Her voice was like a bell, ringing when you targeted her g-spt more than once. And you were pleased to hear it. You looked in the mirror and it was gorgeous to see Lashana looking out of it, her spirit floating elsewhere but not inside her.

In a body that was limited to immense pleasure, but her eyes were shut tight and if you were in her position you would've done the same. But this isn't really about you. It's about Lashana getting to witness first hand how much of angel she looked while fucking down on you.

"Shana open your eyes." She didn't hear you or rather she didn't want to, drowned in the bliss of your services.

"Can't right– right now" she huffed out with hold still around her neck a pretty vein starting form near her temple. You stopped that restricting stimulation and the one inside of her.

Lashana fluttered her eyes open, "why did you stop?" You shrugged and pulled your fingers out completely, earning a needy and low whine from her. Your figure sat on her thighs like she was horse sattle.

"I mean. If you don't want to look into the mirror.. You'd prefer your head pushed into the sheets then?" Judging by how freaky she was, Lashana actually looked off to the side like she was considering it and her humorous personality came back aswell.

"That sounds fun?" Lashana sounded optimistic and she knew you hated a chirpy mouth in this situation. But you smiled and it tempted her by the way your lips curved with challenge.

Your fingers partially combed through her smooth kinks and Lashana braced herself as you gripped them, a dull sting targetting her scalp.

"Safeword." A chill ran up her spine, a good one though. She needed this Saturday night after a stressful week of auditioning to roles.

"Lilac"

"You have six seconds to breathe, tap the bed twice for a break. Understand?"

"Mmm.. mhm" she closed her eyes when you eased your fingers back inside her succulent walls. It was gentle and flowing with your quiet notes about how good she felt, 'til it wasn't and her face was full of bedding sheets as you set in animalistic pace for her.

Lashana gripped the bed in surprise her hips lifted slightly until they dug into the bed. Her screams were muffled in the pillows as her body slightly rode up the mattress from your force. It went on for nearly twenty seconds until you pulled her back up again.

"You look so ruined already baby, how was that?" She tried speak but it felt impossible so she just nodded with what would you would allow.

Her heavy breath and moans mixed up togther, not knowing which should come before or after. Your pace was still brutal as Lashana moaned out but the time was lessening and you counted down from three in your head before she was pushed back down.

Your estimation on her durability and will was correct, Lashana was so willing to take and receive almost anything. Good or bad. When she resurfaced for the tenth time you were pushing three fingers inside her pussy and her climax was so incredibly close. She reached a hand down and stroked her clit while you were busy.

A helpless groan leaving her raw vocal chords.

"Are you close?" She managed a single word of agreement through clenched teeth as you smiled in triumph.

"Well, I'll be waiting. Make a mess all over my fingers, least you can do is make me proud with how hard you cum?" She whined and you nodded at her, "yeah?"

Lashana greeted the mattress again with a wet kiss and tears. Her body trembling in the same rythym like a broken record. You paid close attention and listened past the wet squelched to hear Lashana finally sing out the limit of her ecstasy. The dam of pleasure breaking to overflow onto the sheets as she spread her thighs wider.

You let go of her hair smacked her ass almost like a congratulation.

She resurfaced with her fingers still on her enlarged clit, feeling unfinished. You massaged Lashana's twitching walls once before drawing them out as you studied her body language. Her knees hiked up the bed as her ass was up and her face down, more so looking at her swollen pussy from a different angle.

"Oh! Oh! Yesssss! Fuckkk.." she dragged her head back to rest against the bed as the splash of her juices made you marvel. You grabbed her thighs and attactched your mouth to her pussy, swiping your toungue horizontal over its clenching entrance.

Lashana's mouth was agape and drooling as you lapped and cleaned her up. Whimpering out to your action mending into gentleness. You darted your toungue out to get one last taste before pecking her pussy.

Your fingers fixing the panties back over her and easing her to lay back on the bed to roll away from the wet mess. Lashana brought a thumb up to wipe her eyes as a smile started to grow on her face. You mirrored it and leaned down to her.

"That was so sexy, you don't even know" she chuckled and weakily held your arm when you kissed her cheek.

"I've never... done that so soon." She covered her face embarrassment and you laughed now.

"Baby that was perfect for me. Come on, let's wash up" Lashana nodded still a bit shy as you scooped her up by her waist. You were glued to her back as you both approached the small bathroom, her arms crossing over your own.

"I don't think I'll ever forget you lashana." She rested her head against your sternum with a smile. Of course you wouldn't.

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[A/N: i know for a fact that Shana smiles after you pleasure her really well, I can feel that in my fucking bones. With that being said, farewell til next time 💗]

[herb-on-a-stick]

Vocabulary Captive Prince taught me

#23

dalliance

a casual romantic or sexual relationship

p. 30

[lady-lord-cornbury]

My pet! You truely are a virile beast in the forrest! I shall have to send my garments to be mended!

@neo-of-sporin

[amysterygirlwithabigheart]

After watching or while watching Fear Street 1666...

You're welcome

[theazurepoet]

1.1 Dalliance~

Yes, they were indeed beautiful, 'almost' alluring me to feel the soft petals, and for the thorns to descend on my fingers claiming my oh so sweet blood but again the keyword being 'almost'. I chuckled at the pathetic attempt, i lifted my eyes from the roses and glared at the man who sent them.

He knew how to infuriate me even when i tried to keep my calmest face on, he would come and annoy the living daylights out of me but then again i would do the same to him. Always.

He smirked when he saw me glaring at him, he looked so ethereal under the moonlight which complimented his warm beige skin, the corner of his lips were curved slightly upwards, his grey eyes gleamed with amusement, yes, of course, he found my misery 'very' amusing. Most of the women present in the ballroom swooned at the sight of him for he was devilishly handsome but i knew better than to fall for his 'non- existent' charms.

[artschoolglasses]

Dalliance, Attributed to Sugimura Jihei, 1685