#slm

[ssnapdragonss]

by slm

[letters-not-opened11]

"I'll text you later" ARF ARF ARG WOOF WOOF BARK YEES PLE- yes please

[gulnehar]

[evahdestrvction]

MISTA BOO // la más draga: solo las más 02x01

[bitingmyneck]

She Loves Me - Part One

[rabidbatboy]

VOORHEAN: slasherval loving men / SLM

TIFFANIC: slasherval loving women / SLW

LENZIC: slasherval loving nonbinary / SLN

TAGGING: @radiomogai @juvelic-archive @orientation-archive

🧼 ——— COINED BY ME

[izloveshorses]

Will wonders never cease?

[arcane-vagabond]

But like imagine tarzan!Bradley having the urge to taste his woman, because she is just right there all pretty and she is his and has to have her all way possible, and he just manhandles her on all fours in the bed so quickly that she doesn't have the time to process what is happening and by the next second she feels his tongue, I'm-

You were just finishing up your notes a second ago, and then you blinked. Now, you were ass up on your cot, your shorts wrapped around your ankles as Bradley rubbed his nose along your slit through your panties, inhaling your scent.

"Bradley!" You exclaimed, moving to sit up, but the man behind you held you firmly in place, nipping at one of your thighs and drawing a gasp from you. His hands smoothed over your thighs before ripping away your underwear with a low rumble from deep in his chest. Any protest on your lips died as he licked a strip up along your slit, a please hum escaping him as he dove back in for more.

"Taste good," he murmured against you, his hot breath sweeping over your now dripping pussy. You let out a loud moan as his lips latched on to your swollen clit, your hips pushing back into him as he ran his tongue over the engorged nub. Your fingers fisted the sheets as you glanced back at him, your juices smeared across the lower half of his face as he spread your lower lips with his fingers. The sight alone had you letting out a high pitched whine.

"Bradley," you gasped, his eyes glancing over at you. A smirk tugged on his lips before he leaned forward, pressing his tongue into your entrance.

It wasn't until later when Mav asked you for your notes that you remembered that you had, in fact, NOT been able to finish them, and the memory as to why had your cheeks warmer than the jungle afternoon.