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I made a faceskin! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
No skin detail, no makeup, faceskin only! Hair by me and @sunivaa^^
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WIP
I made a faceskin! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
No skin detail, no makeup, faceskin only! Hair by me and @sunivaa^^
Some stupid practice of anatomy and color theory I did that I hate because I do NOT DRAW LIKE THIS ;-;
Thinking about convincing Jotaro to sit on your face...
Your mouth waters in anticipation, and your hands grip the firm flesh of his asscheeks to spread him open. He smells good, citrusy and fresh like his shower gel. You blow softly over his asshole, making it twitch at the feeling. Jotaro pauses, his breath hitching, and rises back onto his knees before he can actually sit on your face. You bite back a disappointed groan.
“Are you actually sure? I’m… heavy.” He grimaces, glancing down at his massive body. He’s a solid two hundred and something pounds of muscle, which have softened a little since his highschool days.
Your expression softens and turn your head to press a kiss against his thigh. “I’m sure, babygirl. ‘Sides, being smothered to death by this tight ass of yours is the best way to go in my book.” You say, only half joking, and land a firm smack on one of his cheeks.
Jotaro rolls his eyes, “Idiot.” He grumbles, but settles over your face again. Though he doesn’t lower himself fully, afraid to smother you even though that’s exactly what you want, it’s enough for your mouth to make contact. You carefully run the flat of your tongue over his hole, and his entire body shudders. “Fuck,” He rasps, burying his face in his arm, and drops some of his weight on you.
It’s fucking great. He’s so hot and soft and yours. You groan into him and grip onto his hips to keep him from sitting up on his knees again. You lap at his hole with soft, gentle licks to coax him into relaxing. He sighs shakily, unclenching, and slowly rocks into the rhythm of your mouth. Testing the waters, you prod at his entrance with the tip of your tongue. Jotaro makes another small noise, but doesn’t attempt to pull away. The wood of the headboard creaks and groans under his tight grip.
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About Choi Aecha...
── Personal Information
Birth Name: Choi Aecha (최애차)
Birthday: October 1st, 1998
Birthplace: Busan, South Korea
Ethnicity: Korean
Nationality: Korean
Height: 155cm/5'1"
Family: Father, Mother, Older Sister (1993), Older Sister (1994), Twin Brothers (1996)
Language(s): Korean (Native), Japanese (Proficient), English (Good)
Face Claim: Choi Yujin (Kep1er)
I think I’ve hit post limit lmao