#love drunk

[nasykuching]

Muko had drink party with members of Ark and Erland

[wanderingblindly]

....sex pollen snippet anyone? set post suzuka 2023, pre-relationship with mutual crushes

Sex Pollen (Untitled)

His phone vibrates again, and something in his gut urges him to check it.

Oscar Piastri

He raises a brow as it flashes across his screen, bold and commanding. Bit odd, he muses, hiding the screen against his thigh. With quick sign to his group, an apologetic nod to the girl trying to dance on him, he snakes his way back towards their section.

Plugging his other ear – suddenly aware of his pulse – Lando hits accept. He starts to joke, trying to play off the butterflies in his stomach, "What's all this th–"

"Lando," Oscar sighs, voice gone soft and low.

Lando freezes mid step, heart gone deadly still in his chest.

"Oscar, are you, uh…" Lando's mouth runs dry, tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth as he desperately tries to swallow. "Y'alright, mate?"

Lando's voice – tinny over the pounding bass, the cheering and yelling – feels like a balm over Oscar's strained nerves. It relaxes him against the bed, cheek nuzzling against his phone screen instinctively.

"Something's, hah," Oscar starts, breath catching as he slows his pace, as he lets his hand squeeze at the base of his cock like a punishment. "Something wrong, I'm – I'm all hot, it's –"

"Are you… safe?" He sounds strained, like he's holding himself back, like he can tell that Oscar's fucking into his hand, like he can see that Oscar's hiked up his shirt and –

"I'm – oh fuck," Oscar's hip buck up uselessly, chasing the ghost of a man that isn't there. "My hotel, 'm in my hotel. You, um…"

Lando's already hard.

[kuumoox]

"allowed to love" with toji

★ desc: a pussy hungry toji conducts ministrations on you, lapping up your leaking hole, however, unable to lap up the thoughts that seep within your mind regarding his loyalty unto you, "what are we?" comes to mind

★ tags: feral toji, domesticated toji, bed sex, guilty conscious, comfort, fingering, pussy eating, unfinished sex, pussy nomming, clit rubbing, possessive, between thighs, sex as a escape

★ knkz: NSFW MDNFIOIWKY

Toji was always firm with your body. After all, you were the one who permitted him to do as he pleased with the vessel you surrendered for his own pleasure.

His muscular and rugged build, decorated with bulging veins and repping scars earned in battle~ pins your soft, squishable body into the mattress with the weight of himself.

Entertaining his own perverse fantasies by toying with your kissable lips, parting them with his thumb whenever he feened for the taste of you, his tongue finding a home intertwined around yours as drool seeps from the corner of your lips.

The same mouth that was kiss-drunk couldn't be satisfied in one way, however, Toji wasn't the kind of man to resist the sight of supple and suckable tits. It took every ounce of self-control to rein himself in when they'd knock back and forth with every step you take. Toji dragged closer into frenzy for what was between your legs, he could sense… he could smell… he could taste… a sweet sapping pussy, and tight malleable ass.

Like every other day, with a gentle push upon a comfy mattress, he'd lie you down onto your back, appointing you as pillow princess in his eyes. In reality, you would do anything to please his needs, but he is selfish; the sole responsibility of ensuring your lips are on his, your breasts in his grip, his cock in your cunt, and his unoccupied hand grabbing a handful of your tight ass.

Your desires were his to fulfill, but could he truly fulfill them all?

Toji. Often perceived as neglectful and selfish after abandoning his son, Megumi, and later his second wife, when he found he could not replicate the love that bound him to the first.

Such, however, was not your perception or experience with him. Toji was goofy, energetic, and a fiery bud of passion that seemed to blossom in your presence. Even then, you would be lying to yourself, deep down stirred dreadful uncertainty that spawned a lump in your throat every time you thought about it.

"What are we-…" The words slip from your lips as he's busy ensuring your pussy is thoroughly licked, enthralled with the taste of you on his tongue as he gently circles your clit with his tongue, sucking it softly, and lapping your drooling hole clean. Your mind returns to reality after having been trapped in thought.

Your breath hitches from the sudden shock of the present. Toji is worshipping your body, and here you are, questioning his intentions and doubting his sincerity.

"… Mph. What- Did you say something?" Toji, with a blush-ridden face, squeezed between your thighs, his voice rough with eagerness to resume, eyes looking up at you with an audible pant in his breath.

"…" A sudden onslaught of anxiety stalls your response, and in all your shyness your hands untangle from his hair, and hide your face to conceal your embarassment. You have been pondering on the answer to such a question for months now… But do you really want to know?

It's no secret that Toji is a womanizer and that many women before you have had the luxury of seeing him from the same angle, feeling the same sensations, and even… hearing the same words he might speak to you now…

"Hello~… are you still with me?" Toji with a mischievous grin, entertained by your silence, brings you back to earth once again with a finger encircling your clit.

"What are we?" With hands lowered from your face you look into his deep blue eyes. Swallowing your anticipation of his probable response. Toji's finger stops atop your clit, he's taken aback and deems your question to be out of place. Pondering an answer as he proceeds to glide his finger from your clit to your twitching hole, prodding it in a teasing manner.

"To me, we are like koi in a pond… although- I have apprehensions of delving into the depths of commitment, while you harbor concern about the shallowness of our love." Toji's never been this lukewarm towards you.

Unease unfolds in the depths of your being, causing your heartstrings to entangle and a knot to tie in your throat. Tears rim your eyes and before you realize, your expression says it all, and an unsteady hand pushes him away.

Your heart is not lost on him, and that same knot in your throat ties in his. He cannot continue to run away from the truth that nips at his mind.

"I-… I'm sorry…" Toji shifts from between your thighs to your face, tenderly pressing his lips to your forehead, in an effort to lessen the weight of his words. Toji never intended to cause you harm; he believes that you deserve to hear the truth, no matter how uncomfortable it may be.

His words are a sobering reminder of the fact that he belongs to a ghost, and that finality permeates your mind…

Allowed to love… but doomed to never keep…

Toji was grappling with pain beneath the surface, seeking solace in the enthralls of gambling, bounties, and the comforting embrace of your presence. However, his hands are stained with the choices he’s made, and no amount of your devotion can wash them clean.

Like a stray dog looking for a place to bleed, he came to realize the only ground that could hold his weight was you…

Toji looms before you, his eyes observing his own guilt in the reflection of your expression. Unable to persist in his pride, unable to find the words, he lowers his head into the sound surrender of your pillowy chest, burying his face as he seeks the rhythmic drum of your heartbeat. The lifeline that lulls him back into the escape he's continued to chase.

The silence is stark, your arms held around him, granting a comfort you yourself seek… then he speaks.

"You're not wrong… But there with you feels right." Solemn in his voice, with arms locked around your waist, he surrendering completely, melting beneath your mercy. "Right now-… being here with you… perhaps it's the first time in a while… that I'm not looking for the exit." With no air between you both, the static thrum of his indecision is silenced. Like a blanket the night falls upon you both, every kiss and caress that followed felt like a seal on a contract he never wanted to break.

Seems you and Toji have finally found sanctuary and peace within each other's embrace… But… he can't continue to hurt you… Perhaps, for once in a while… he's decided… but at what cost?

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[rosetyler42]

This ended up being spicier than I set out to make, but I've seen alot of Pomni overwhelmed by Rags kisses and wanted to do something with Rags being overwhelmed by Pomni kisses.

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[lupitaincolor]

Unravel

I want every inch of your body on mine.

I never thought I’d get drunk on love.

So intoxicating,

a new high I never want to get down from.

I’ll be waking up with the worst hangover.

I don’t let things go so easily,

so I hope you stick around long enough to watch me unravel.

I can hide most things except my desire to hold you close.

The world craves pieces of you,

always nitpicking around your rough edges but I’d devour you whole.

In the midst of my own delusions,

I pray to hear you say you’d die for me.

Search for my soul when I’ve fallen prey to temptation.

I’m a sinner baby.

Maybe you’ll have me repent and on my knees.

Wouldn’t that be sweet.

[ilyas-left-nut]

those eyes 🥺

[sluggrt]