orpheus iwaoi week comic for the extract prompt [ids in alt]
extract: The distance between San Juan, Argentina, and Irvine, CA, USA, measured in a straight line is 8.901,80 km
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orpheus iwaoi week comic for the extract prompt [ids in alt]
extract: The distance between San Juan, Argentina, and Irvine, CA, USA, measured in a straight line is 8.901,80 km
I miss these 2 goobers
I found my cartoon ships pattern
Cranky hoodie boy x Sunshine girl
oh god i think my favorite ships/duos are even worse (in terms of similarity/dynamics...kinda)
edit: posting this on my main kinda by accident but whatevr
Another camp camp doodle page i had
thinking about makki as a fratboy. he’s as sleazy as they come. can’t find it in himself to commit to a damn thing, except for making you come. it’s the only reason you always find yourself back at his disgusting fraternity house, naked and sweaty in his bed.
“please, hiro. no more, i can’t.” you try to move, a part of you even tempted to kick at the man in front of you—anything to get away from the vibrator he’s got pressed against your clit.
“shhh, yes you can,” he says, an amused expression settling over his face. “just one more, mkay?”
you can only manage a nod, breathing deeply as you try to fight the next set of tears that are beginning to form. you bite your lip in a futile effort to hold back a scream, failing when he plunges two fingers into you, vibrator still buzzing against your poor clit.
makki just shakes his head, raising an eyebrow as he tells you to shush. “you want the whole house to hear you? do that again and the next one won’t be the last.”
your eyes widen and you clamp your mouth shut. he laughs, pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy at increasing speed. your body goes slack and you can almost taste the relief that rolls over you when you climax, a single squeak escaping your throat.
you’re too exhausted to be annoyed when makki flops down onto the bed next to you, sighing heavily as if he’s the one that was just given 6 orgasms back-to-back.
he pats your thigh playfully, glancing over to give you a self-satisfied grin. “when you can walk again, we can go get food.”
this time you find the energy to roll your eyes.
day 4 & 5 : campcember ! 🎄⛺️ baking with nikki and sledding with harrison !!1!!