#pleasurehour

[saintofstatiic]

𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 : @pleasurehour ──── based on this! ( 2 / 2 )

──── quinn was definitely overdue for a weekend getaway with them. it had been far too long since he'd had them in the passenger seat, keeping him entertained mile after mile. he glanced over, his eyes trailing along their body with a raw hunger he made very little effort to hide. fuck, he already wanted them so bad. they hadn't even been on the road for an hour, and he could already feel the growing tension settling in his body barely leaving any room to breath in his boxers. "damn , you make it hard to focus on the road," he teased, though it wasn't entirely a joke. his gaze flickered back toward them for a moment before returning to the highway stretching out ahead. "you keep lookin' at me like that and i'm gonna end up pulling over on the side of the road." his large hand drifted slowly up their thigh. "fuck , i might just have to touch you right here while i drive." his fingers continued to wander, unhurried and deliberate, gradually encouraging their thighs apart.

[saintofstatiic]

𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 : @pleasurehour ──── based on this! ( 1 / 2 )

──── "yeah, whatever. i don't really care." she lied right away. really, naz just wanted to push their buttons. wanted to see what would happen when she pissed them off enough to put her in her place. it was a dangerous game, one she kept finding herself playing despite knowing better. every sarcastic comment, every eye roll, every bratty little remark felt like tossing a match into dry grass and waiting to see what caught. she bent over, her tiny shorts inching up as she toyed with her long hair in the mirror. "god, you've been driving me fucking crazy all day." the words came out sharper than she intended. mostly because it was true. mostly because they were making her ache between her thighs, and she'd rather die than admit that out loud. her gaze lifted briefly, catching theirs through the mirror. "do you take anything seriously?" naz rolled her eyes as if she were annoyed, but there was something almost challenging in the question, something lingering beneath the surface. she turned her attention back to her reflection, twirling a strand of hair around her finger while waiting to see what they'd do next.

[b3dchem]

closed starter for @pleasurehour

" you can do whatever you want to me.. "

[b3dchem]

closed starter for @pleasurehour

" you have no idea how much i want you right now. "

[kittywriites]

closed ;; @pleasurehour based ;; x

He was already sporting that shit-eating grin when he pulled the door open. "Well, well, well," he chirped, arms crossing as he leaned against the door frame. "To what do I owe this unexpected little surprise?" Jesse asked with a smirk. He knew exactly why she was dropping in so late — but he'd never pass up an opportunity to make her say it.

[eternclreverie]

@pleasurehour liked for a starter / plot in source

harris had pulled her into the room and locked the door behind them. she had just gotten married, but he didn't care, he needed her. "take of your dress, leave the veil on." harris commanded her. was it fucked to ask the bride to get down on her knees for the best man? yes, but they had been fucking for so long now. she had told him she wouldn't sleep with him again after she got married and he hadn't believed her. "technically it's not sleeping with me if you're just sucking my dick. . . come on, you've been eyeing me all night. i look good in a suit, i know. you can admit you want it."

[scarletsxnss]

for @pleasurehour ! continuing from here !

arthur should feel bad. he knows that he treats her like she's a constant toy that is ready for him to pull out of the drawer whenever he needs to get off. there isn't a single time he's reached out to her and it didn't result in him using her body. to make matters even more heinous, he constantly rebuffs any man that she even SEEMS interested in or seems interested in her. he would slowly cut her out of his life if she even entertained the idea of another man. and he knew she lets him do this every day.

his arms stretch out over the couch back as he lets her work on his pants now. he doesn't even have to work; she'll do it all for him. instead he listens to her and hums—purposefully ignoring her comment about taking her to dinner first. "i mean... it shouldn't take you THAT long." the male tests her. he watches for her reaction as he speaks and lifts his hips so it's easier to slide off his pants. "plus i like the idea of showing off my pretty girl." emphasis on MY. he knows how to cushion his demeaning words with ones of validation.

"but at the same time... i'm not sure anyone—but me—should see you in this dress." arthur grins. "let's see how we feel after you get me off?" the male asks. "i'm also down to stay in since i'm sleeping over anyways." and he finishes with a calculated blow: the promise of more time with him.

[scarletsxnss]

starter for @pleasurehour ! based on this and this ! ( miles + any of ur muses ) !

miles gasps as he feels the sudden RUSH of pleasure when he sees his sister. he enters the trailerhome just as the rain outside begins to pick up. ever since they began PLAYING with each other, he couldn't deny that her flirting and taunting has trained him to be turned on by just the SIGHT of her. "oh—" the himbo's face already red as he shuts the door. "i thought you were still gonna be out with friends." his p.erverted eyes already tailing down her body; he was HUNGRY.