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♡ pepper x flan (flavor frenzy) moodboard
🥰🖤 I can't... these two were so much more!
Having My Baby - Chapter Ten (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/0gveO4uMAG Harry is six months pregnant and Zac and Harry are slowly trying to navigate through his very unexpected pregnancy without losing their minds in the process.
Two particularly murderous men, tired after steering through a storm, sharing the only bed on the boat post-Mizumono.
SFW // NSFW
(since Tumblr keeps taking down my SFW nude art)
Night King AU Vin and I were talking about. I’m dreading/excited for the episode tonight
Vincialem belongs to @skogselv / Vikrolomen belongs to me
Just kiss already
The self indulgently NSFW version is on my Patreon (Preview)
If you feel like you need some smutty obikin
Anakin tests my forehead with his lips.
“This explains something.” He comments.
He unfastens my belt, raises my tunic over my head and left arm. Finally, he cautiously frees my right from its sleeve.
“I shouldn’t have asked,” I whisper.
“But you did.”
Anakin makes me sit on the bed and repeats the ritual with my inner shirt, looking absorbed. Then, he stops to evaluate his results.
I let myself fall back on the mattress, tired. I can’t pretend this is not what I wanted. “I didn’t expect you to comply. You weren’t this obedient once.”
“You weren’t this brave.”
He knees to take off my boots, then climbs over the bed and sits on my legs, undressing his upper body.
I inspire deeply, looking forward to the texture, the taste of his skin. When I try to touch his chest, my arms can’t move.
“Anakin,” I remonstrate. “What a…”
“…Frivolous use of the Force. I know. I’ll make it worth it,” he comes closer, his smirk almost touching my lips. “I have no choice, you tend to be too bossy…”
His whisper is subtly threatening, it feels like static on my skin. I raise my head to reach for his mouth but he retracts before I can thoroughly taste him. The anticipation is going to kill me.
“Hold your shields a little higher, unless you like the idea of the whole Temple jerking off to your Signature.”
I bust out laughing. “Cringy image. Let’s not mention this again, if we want to get somewhere tonight.”
“I could profusely talk about Yoda doing it and still manage to take you somewhere, Master.”
Even a cheeky promise like this can give me goosebumps. I’m leaving him in control to pretend I’m not responsible, exactly how he said last night.
Anakin is getting drunk with the power I’m granting him, his Signature fizzes. He studies me for so long that I wonder if this is all he is going to do.
“I can’t decide where to start.” He whines.
“Anywhere will do.” I cry with frustration. I need to dig my fingers in his hair, to stroke his back. “Free me. I will behave.”
His hands cruise around my bandage and slowly slide from my chest to my waist; leather and bare skin both feel cold on me.
