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"The night we met was adorable." Will began unbuttoning his shirt. "But I don't want 'adorable' tonight. Do you?"

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" is it four am ? for real ? " meredith groans softly as she looks at her phone, before placing it facedown on the bedside table. the door is wide open, to give full view into the nursery where their daughter has finally fallen asleep. meredith looks toward him, her husband, adoration in her tired eyes. " i tried for hours and you got the baby to sleep in twenty minutes... can you share your magical father powers with me ? " hand moves to rest on his chest, over his heard. but she feels a melancholy in her chest. " are you-you still happy? " daughter of a single mother, meredith had been taught that men would always leave. she loves him, trusts him, but doubt still lingers in her mind. " i should've tried harder... you don't have classes tomorrow, do you ? "

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16 from the same meme! Will and Laine or Kitty (dealer's choice)

Will grabbed Laine's hand and pulled her close, keeping her right by his side as his head stayed between Kitty's legs. "I know... Mmm." He spoke breathlessly between fevered licks at Kitty's... well, kitty. "I know you're waiting your turn but I just... Mmm. I wanted you to see how pretty she looks from here."

While his right hand threaded his fingers through Laine's, his left hand slid up Kitty's body and squeezed one of her perky little breasts through her sexy, glamorous lingerie. "I know you can't wait," he said again to Laine, whom he could feel trembling next to him. "I can't, either. Feel." He brought Laine's hand between his legs to let her feel the way he bulged through his underwear. "Because I know... fuck she tastes so good." He licked his lips then drooled onto Kitty's pussy before licking it up some more. "I know you're gonna look that pretty, too." He kissed Kitty's clit then sucked on it.

"Right, Lainey, baby? You're gonna look that pretty while I eat your pussy, aren't you?"

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19 from here for Lissa and Sam

Sam chuckled darkly in Lissa's ear as she moaned and groaned and whined and whimpered and cursed with reckless abandon. They'd been "scolded" about making too much noise for the other guests, and if Lissa was just making noise for the sake of it, he would've enjoyed it, but probably told her to cut it out.

She couldn't help it, though, clearly--nor could he blame her. She was at his mercy: he was twice her size, about a million times stronger than her, and had her in a grip that would release only once she was limp and dripping. The only bad thing was that he couldn't see her breasts bounce: she was naked and he was fucking her, so he was sure she looked incredible. Oh well, there were some things in life Sam couldn't have, he supposed. He'd figure out a way to go on.

But then he began fucking her harder. "You have to be quiet," he snarled in her ear. "Or they're gonna throw us out." Sam would buy the hotel and fire anyone who wanted to throw him out before that happened, but he liked taunting her--because she couldn't be quiet, not with his hands and his cock working her expertly. "You can be quiet, can't you?"

That's when he threw her down onto the mattress, his hands on her lower back as he pummeled her with every ounce of his considerable strength, the sound of his hips on her ass almost louder than she was.

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7 from here for Caroline and Isaac

The reason Caroline and Isaac got along so well--well, one of the reasons, anyway--was them both being so relatively new to acting on their appetites. Their sexual appetites were massive, and clearly they were both waiting for an opportunity to indulge them and, once they realized they had that in each other, it was basically feeding time all the time.

They took breaks, of course, for eating, sleeping, hygiene, doing... whatever else it was that people did and, in his defense, Isaac did think this was one of those times. Frankly, he thought Caroline was asleep!

But then suddenly his shirt was off and she was on top of him, grinding needfully.

Have you ever seen a sweet girl, a pretty girl, a tiny girl, overwhelmed with need? Isaac didn't want to speak for anyone else, but it was kind of the best thing ever? Suddenly there was bright blonde hair blocking his vision and desperate little whimpers filling his ears and insistent hips grinding her heat through her panties on his bulge (because yes obviously he was already hard for her). He didn't resist: he welcomed her, his hands on her hips as she rolled them. He didn't know what she had in mind (words weren't exactly happening right then), but he wasn't in a rush. If this was all she wanted, he was happy with that.

Look at her: wouldn't you be happy with that?

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3 or 11 on the NSFW gif meme for Sam and Lissa (Surprise me)

#3 from this meme for Sam and Lissa

Sam grunted and panted and sweated above Lissa's prone, shaking body.

He could fuck with the best of them (if he said so himself), and look good doing it (again, if he said so himself), but there was none of that here. There was no laughing, no teasing, no Patrick Bateman in the mirror-esque posing (he's very aware of the implications of that comparison but why don't you shut up?). There was no control.

Sam was fucking her.

And if you were to ask either Sam or Lissa, they'd tell you the same thing: it was her fault.

It was how she looked, how she had been dressed; how she looked at him, how she touched him, how she teased him; how she found his eyes across the room and took every opportunity to make sure he could see what he wanted to see. His need built quickly, and he didn't touch any of his release valves: no drinking, no laughing, no flirting. He was all business (kind of because he had to be, but still), and just let the fires burn until he could finally get her alone.

And now he was threatening to fuck her bed frame in half.

She was there, but helpless; he had all the power, but his mind was empty. The person he was now was normally kept on a leash--yes, even Sam exhibited restraint. But it was off now. Lissa might walk funny for a week--and Sam would find it funny, but right now, he was a sweating, pumping, grunting, flexing, thrusting, wild animal.

And it was all her fault.