tbh I need a greasy ass dirty ass punk boy to fuck me until I can't stand up


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tbh I need a greasy ass dirty ass punk boy to fuck me until I can't stand up
made a very really good quiz to settle what class you should be playing
DEPRESSION IS CANCELLED
In love with your art omg
THANK YOU!!!
"easy now puppy, take it slow.."
i heed his words but barely, hips finally flush to his, cock buried in his cunt. the friction of the next drag back has us both biting back sounds. I push back into his slick heat and shudder, forehead dropping on his shoulder. his voice is a breathy whisper when he speaks again, and I sway a little under the influence of it.
"there you go, just like that.."
it takes every ounce of control in me to pace myself, but I do so, panting against his neck. when I forget myself and sink teeth into that warm flesh, his fingers twist into my collar, tightening it and making my head swim.
"you know how to be a good dog," he murmurs.
I relent with a sharp inhale, drunk on him and the molten pleasure building in my core, instead opting to pepper kisses up the cut of his jaw. when his hand curls into my hair and grips, I know what he's asking before it happens. catching his lips in a needy, all consuming kiss as I snap my hips forward. he moans against my mouth and it whites out my mind. it's him that breaks the kiss to breathe, and I whine blindly at the loss of contact.
"goood dog," he says into my ear.
honey thick praise, weighing heavy on what's left of my mind. I begin rutting into him with more urgency, barely able to stifle the noise I make when those clever hands cup my jaw. he tilts my head down and kisses my brow, whispering again.
"faster, puppy."
oh no I'm only wearing a dog collar and a hoodie that's a size too big for me, I hope nobody pulls me into their lap and stuffs me full of their cock 👀
(op uses he/they. cishet people, chasers, and detrans DNI LOL)
Thinking about him tonight... 😵💫
adding onto the knife thing,,
I wanna feel scared. I want him to jam the hilt against my teeth, barely scraping the back of my throat, growling at me to take it. I want him to gently pry my mouth open with it, comment on my teeth, touch my piercings with the blade, etc etc. I just need my mouth thoroughly fucked by a pretty knife. I want him to cut my tongue and kiss me, cooing out an apology as I tremble with the force it takes to not wrench my head away. and I want him to hold that blade under my jaw while he finally pulls his cock out, smearing pre on my lips, over excited at the sight of my bloody lips and teary eyes