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[vicedmuses]

@nhuniversity continued !

normally, he didn't make it a habit to fall into bed with his coworkers. some of them did end up hooking up with each other naturally, but he didn't like to make it seem like it was a trend. something about cammi just kept on luring him in though. he couldn't stay away from them. so, finally, he had them on their back and was able to explore their center. ❝ you think i'm sexy ? ❞ he winked at them as he pulled his mouth away to respond. of course he knew he was attractive, he was just giving them shit. soon enough, logan found his mouth going back onto their bald pussy. his tongue was darting in between their lips, licking away at them. then the bartender started to suck on each lip too, wanting to be very attentive. his right hand was squeezing their pec while his left rubbed up their inner thigh. oh yeah, he was surely going to take his time with them now that they were finally alone.

[loveshard]

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johnny wanted to tell this kid to chill. they were all loudmouth and messy with the moaning, practically shouting into the concrete echo chamber—but the way sydney arched and strained backwards was almost admiring. the throb from their ass sent little vibrations up his cock, and every time his hips ground into them, a shudder radiated up his spine, pulling another involuntary thrust out of him. biceps clenched tight around sydney's throat, johnny growled low and just barely eased up, other hand shifting to grip them by the waist. created the perfect arch in their back with each drag back into his body. he didn't usually go this rough unless explicitly asked, but the student seemed to blossom with every smack and push. back bowed, knees just about to give, but he didn't let sydney collapse. his own thighs burned from pistoning in, each connection muffled by the grunts and gasping. "keep it down. you think i want bouncers in here?" johnny whispered with his mouth at sydney's ear, voice gravel-rough and soft at the same time. he clasped his hand tight over sydney's mouth, muffling any other noise that might escape the slighter body, pinning them in place. no one really gave a shit about the basement; it was too dusty, too far from the dance floor, and there were always noises from the pipes and shitty hvac. but still—johnny didn't have a taste for drama. "you're gonna get me damn near banned."

[gettinglucky]

@nhuniversity sent [mwah.] + reverse ( Cassius & Teagan )

The sight before him was a work of art, and it was something Cassius was sure he’d never grow tired of seeing — Teagan laid spread out on the couch in Cassius’ office, fully naked and prepared to be taken by the older man once again, thick in all the right places and built to be fucked. It left the ex-athlete turned college football coach completely enamored. In the same state of undress, Cassius found his way between Teagan’s thighs, one hand working to slick the rigid rod of his erection, the other coaxing those thighs further apart, finding the perfect space between them as he nudged his swollen head against the most forgiving space between Teagan’s cheeks.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” Cassius breathed out, the older man leaning down to capture Teagan’s pretty lips in a kiss, just as he started to press inside of the younger’s tight heat, feeling that hole envelope him and welcome him inside, sinking deeper and deeper until his hips were flush against Teagan’s skin. As their lips moved together, Cassius began slowly moving his hips, sliding in and out of them at a tantalizing slow pace -- never once breaking the contact of their mouths. He wanted to muffle every sound that Teagan made, swallow each decibel of pleasure, taste the younger man on his tongue.

[loveshard]

continued from the smut starters ask meme (@nhuniversity)

the lamb on the counter was getting cold, but so was the sweat between them, cooling as the building's heater gave up for the evening. he didn't think about how insane all of it was, didn't let his brain wander into consequences, or meaning, not while the person in his lap was so full of him. they clenched tighter each time kieran shifted just right, a soft whimper following, which was the hottest sound he'd ever heard in his damn life. they barely made it to the sofa, too crazed to care about modesty or any of their clothes, half-hauled off by wayward kicks and frantic tugging. he wasn't even sure whose hands were where anymore. limbs were hard to track when their entire existence was whittled down to saliva, sweat, and desperate touch. the cheap upholstery drenched in the musk of primal friendship. somehow, he realized his hands were on the other's waist, pressing needy half-crescents in their skin. his mouth slid from their lips, then to their jaw, then up over jilani's cheekbone. kissing, adoring, bracing. pleasantly surprised that they managed to take all of him, rolling his hips up with careful, patient thrusts, his eyes pinched shut as if that could keep the world away. "shit, you're—fuck, you're so good," kieran groaned, hands clamped harder, urging them to stay right there, riding his cock like they belonged there. "so good."