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ARE YOU PERCHSNCE TRYING TO PUT ME IMTO AN EARLY FUCING GRAVE??????????????
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if im not going to heaven. neither are you🫶
2/6
ARE YOU PERCHSNCE TRYING TO PUT ME IMTO AN EARLY FUCING GRAVE??????????????
hiiii celes big fan thanks for giving me lohen brainworms, it's awful - in return, father lohen of the church of favonius art for you hope you enjoy!!
celes dot exe has stopped workign .
HELLO??? HHELLO???? HOYL FUCK??????????
Ahem. Did someone order some more Lohen pussy eating? Coming right up!
You hadn’t expected this was how your training session with the Vice Captain was going to end today, your face buried in his cunt, hands gripping tightly on his lean, powerful thighs, leaving half moon crescents in his skin where your nails dug in as he grinded against your devouring mouth.
You’d had a particularly long session that day, not quite ever getting the upper hand on Lohen, but you managed to successfully block his onslaught of attacks which was an accomplishment in itself. When you’d both decided to call it, it wasn’t long before eyes began to wander. You were both covered in sweat and exhausted, but the way his skin glistened in the sun, the stretch of his muscles under his clothes, his scent….Before you knew it, you had each other’s tongue down your throats and Lohen coaxed you down until you were sitting on his face after those pesky clothes had been removed
You couldn’t count the times he’d cum at this point, but ultimately it didn’t matter. Your face was utterly drenched in his slick, your own drool mixing with his fluids that were slowly forming a small puddle from where it dripped from the side of your mouth. He was so vocal, a string of profanities and utter filth spewing from his mouth as your tongue continued to lap at his pussy, coaxing more of his juices into your mouth, drunk from his sweet taste on your tongue. Your jaw ached, but you didn’t care. Your only concern was getting the Vice Captain off as many times as you could, taking everything he was giving. You’d tongue fuck him until you mapped every inch, every sensitive spot of his hole and committed it to memory
He was grinding pretty aggressively against your face now, your nose being forced into his heat and taking in his heady scent. The smell of him, sweat and arousal, practically makes your eyes roll back into your skull, causing a groan to escape you and send minute vibrations straight through to Lohen’s core, forcing a strangled moan out of him. The sweet sound has you redoubling your efforts, sliding your tongue out from Lohen’s heat to attack his neglected clit, taking the sensitive bud between your teeth, then back again between his folds to lick at his wet walls.
Then suddenly, he’s lifting up off of you just enough to see your face. The loss of him against your mouth nearly makes you cry
There’s a wicked grin on his face, his eyes dark and hooded and glowing. Those ruby red pupils bore into you straight to your soul, mocking.
“Look at you, so needy for me, you let me make a mess of you and cum all over your face. How pathetic.”
If you were more clear headed, you’d point out that he was the one that initiated this and wanted to be eaten out, but you’re not clear headed. Instead, you whine, using your grip on his thighs to try and get him back where you need him most.
“Please.” You beg.
He laughs, and because he needs this just as badly as you do, obliges.
“Aw, like it that much? Need me that badly? Go ahead then, stick your tongue out for me. You know you want to.”
You stick out your tongue instantly, and he’s right back on you. He rocks into your mouth with reckless abandon, practically humping your face. You enthusiastically bury your tongue in him, thrusting your tongue in and out of his heat, lapping and sucking. He’s getting close, you can tell. His rhythm is becoming erratic. You prod at his clit and feel him quiver.
“Fu-f-fuck. Fuckin’ - fucking open your mouth.” He growls.
And you obey like a well trained dog.
He grinds down into your face like his life depends on it, grunting and moaning against the heat of your mouth. It's not long before you feel him squirt onto your eager tongue, shivering from the force of his umpteenth organism wracking his body. Once he comes down from his high, he properly lifts up off of you, collapsing onto your chest.
“You’re disgusting.” He says, but there’s no heat behind it. His eyes are soft, a lazy smile spread across his face. You return it, bringing a hand up to scratch at his scalp and feather your fingers through mint colored locks.
“You made me like this.”
He can’t help but smirk at that. “Good.”
hh. hayde n .
hi i. um.
priest lohen pinning andromeda up against the altar, slipping his rosary around her neck instead of his. telling her that this is part of her penance, yes? she wants to be forgiven? to be absolved of her sins?
and despite how embarrassed and firey she feels about it she can feel him rock hard against her as he bends her over the altar. and she folds no matter how badly she wants to hold out a little longer. she fully expects him to go right to fucking her, but no— he spanks her first, perhaps using his hand, perhaps using a belt. oh, maybe he goes full catholic school and uses a ruler? that would be fun right? either way, she has to earn the pleasure she so desired.
it’s only after her ass is red and bruising that he finally starts fucking her properly, the rosary clattering on the surface of the altar with each thrust. finally he gets tired of the sound preventing him from hearing her moans loud and clear as they echo through the empty cathedral. he reached around her shoulders and grabs the beads, wrapping them around his hand before pulling back hard. the cord strains under his grip but doesn’t break, instead forcing the beads to dig into her neck as her back arches. now she has no choice but to watch as he watches her, the look on his face growing more and more feral by the moment at the sight of her…!
dear bbeloved cat i am dead onthe side of the fuckig road
Albedo knows a great deal about being human. He's studied it extensively, after all—by various texts and especially by observation. But oh... He's not prepared for Lohen's suggestion.
"Sure, you know how humans..."
"Procreate."
"Pfff- Hahaha! Sure! Procreate. But dear Kreideprinz, don'tcha think there's some things you can only learn through hands on experience~? You want to experience everything there is to being truly human, don't you?"
"...I suppose..."
Lohen leaves Albedo's side, only to stand behind you, his movements smooth like a snake coiling around prey. When his hands find your shoulders, it leaves you feeling especially vulnerable, even more so given that you're undressed. And before two of your superiors, at that. His breathy laugh right beside your ear, standing just far enough out of your periphery that the sound remains your only indication of where in the room he is, does little to ease that feeling.
"Well here she is! A ready—" He stifles another laugh, "more than ready, by the looks of it—and willing participant!"
For a moment, between yourself and the Chief Alchemist, you don't know whose eyes are wider. He didn't move, the hand that had been skeptically raised to his chin now cupping his face, obscuring his mouth—and with it, your ability to read his expressions. You'd almost written off his reaction as being to Lohen's audacity and nothing more... if you hadn't caught the way he swallowed a lump in his throat. It practically looked like he was trembling, like a man fighting with every fiber of his being not to give into temptation.
But... to be tempted is to be human, is it not~?
mmodsu this is cruel and fuckign unjust do you knowthat .
good morning celes ! so ! albedo riding your face ! 😁
his hands in your hair, at first because he isn't quite sure what to do with them—this is a new experience, after all—eventually losing himself to the feeling of your mouth on him and using his grip to gently guide you, that's it, just like that ... maybe he's not too loud aside from the praise, just soft moans and grunts growing more frequent as his attempts to keep his composure fall short the more his pleasure builds ... maybe some soft panting when you lap at him just right and he can't help but buck his hips, forgetting himself for a moment and letting his body take over ... looking down at you with those pretty eyes of his, his skin a little flushed from exertion, taking note of how you react when he really uses you and doing it deliberately now, a faint smirk on his lips even as he gets closer and closer to the edge... or something !
lluk a .
g. good mmorning .
Walk with me Celes, Imagine if you will...
You've been getting a lot of weird phone calls. You're not even sure why you keep picking up at this point.
Heavy breathing. Weird, off-putting, raspy laughter, like someone trying to stay quiet. Rustling. If they do speak, it's always the same person, and they're usually asking some weirdly broad or general question. Your name, for instance. Like they just wanted to get you talking. Like the world's worst first date. And for whatever reason, (not at all because the voice on the other end excites you in ways you dare not confess) this time you indulge them.
"Celes? Ahahhaaha..." Like an obvious answer had just been revealed to them. "Celes... I like it. Rolls off the tongue nicely.
Wonder if the same is true for the rest of you."
And before you can even react to that statement, the line goes dead.
collapses and hacks and coughs and fucking dies and my leg twitches a little like a bug that got hit by a fly swatter
priest/nun is like... yeah, forbidden love/lust/whatever, we both know we shouldnt, its against our vows, what if someone finds out etc etc
but !!
the (mutual) blackmail. if you mess with me i will tell everyone. i could ruin your reputation, even if ill go down too. maybe ill even get away with being seduced, with the blame resting only on your shoulders. vs if you try to tell someone, would they even believe you? would you just look like youre desperately trying to besmirch your colleague, based on nothing? i could simply deny all involvement, leaving you to have lost all your credibility.
its just so... you are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand...............
- @sunnytalks 🌻
let me put all of my willpower into acting like this didn't do irreversible damage to ym psyche
oh . ohhhhhh no oh no . sunny please god mercy you just kicked my crisis into high gear im going to pass out on the fucking pavement