#us.fw

[saltcheck]

@klarsynt sent [ CAR ] for our muses to have car sex while it rains

The sound of the rain pattering against the windshield played rhythmically with the low volume of the radio playing. That made the perfect soundtrack to be paired with the fogged windows and the mixture of her perfume and his cologne that danced in the air. It was the perfect hide away, the car parked on the side of the road in the middle of WHEREVER they were headed; that didn't matter now, only removing any chance of space between the two of them did.

"I think I'm starting to LIKE you a little too much," her words murmured against his ear as her hips lowered to ease him inside of her. She couldn't hold back the moan, a muffled noise against his neck as she began to find a rhythm of motion. Her eyes had been so mesmerized the whole drive, trying to hold back the anticipation of ALL the thoughts she had with each glanced she made at him.

"I need you," she breathed out as her eyes met his. The straps from her bra lazily hung off her shoulders as her head tipped backwards. One hand moved back as her back arched against the steering wheel, her body HUNGRY for him.

[devilscheck]

@asheld sent [ SENSUAL ] * our muses have slow, gentle sex. - colin.

ASKBOX FUNTIME !

GOD, she had wanted a moment like this for as long as she had known him, though maybe SOMETHING about the time apart building up to this made it all the more special.

Fingers were TANGLED in his hair as one leg rested over his shoulder. Usually she found herself on top, pulling at the reigns of control in every aspect she could. Yet this, intimately tucked under his warmth against the messed sheet fabric, felt all the more right. There was a level of trust she had with him, letting him have that sense of control while she felt herself unravel against his touch.

"You're like a DREAM-" words are muttered against his lips before her lips worked back against his. her teeth nipped lightly at his bottom lip, muffling a moan that climbed up her throat with each passing thrust of his hips. Their entire bodies were on display, skin to skin. After each layer of theirs had been lost on the way to her bed, the only thing keeping her a bit modest was her raven black hair cascaded over her chest.

Her back arched up as her hair fell back, nipples hardened at the mixture of the coolness of the piercing metal now warming up to the touch of his skin. Jennifer finally let her head fall back back for a moment, her moan no longer muffled.

"Please don't stop-"

[gwendycorp]

replying to @cagedraged from here !

She was NEVER the lingerie, sexy pose type. No matter how she tried to take any sort of risqué photo only left her embarrassed. No, the only time she ever believed she shined in this sort of environment was with her own physicality. It was usually a surprise to most, people expected her to be more prude than she let on; she preferred it that way too.

The encouragement of his words were more than enough to keep her focus, her own desire growing between her legs. Tongue swirled around his cock as her mouth worked to take more of him. A moan was muffled against his length to the words good girl as she pushed him further down her throat. Hands gripped around his thighs before her eyes batted up to him, a touch of water in the corners as she made her way to the tip.

"Quiet, Johnny." Words mused as she held his tip to her bottom lip. "You're going to make a scene-"

[saltcheck]

@00sgoth sent ❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ❜

They were QUITE the pair, weren't they?

Dates were important, or so every ISSUE of Cosmo always declared it to be so. Tucked away in the back of the theater, some vintage slasher film flickered on the screen around them. That was the PERFECT type of date night, the remnants of whatever popcorn they had picked at during the first few minutes of the movie spilled on the floor the moment Jennifer had pushed up the armrest between them.

His words whispered into her ear, the type of HEAT that made her happy she had gotten rid of the piece of AWFUL plastic that had kept them apart. It was hard enough as it was to not INSTANTLY pull herself into his lap, ready to follow similar routines of the past. Instead, her hand moved with ease as her nail traced up his leg and to his inner thigh, anticipation at its finest, Hitchcock would be proud.

"It's going to make one very different sound track for mister murderer," her words cooed back as her lips began to run against his neck. She loved the way the heat of any part of him felt against her, the same intoxicating draw that had got them together in the first place. The noise of the movie continued around them yet she couldn't be bothered to concentrate any longer; she had a new motive. Jennifer moved her hand further up as she moved to undo the button of his jean before the zipper game next.

"Someone's already PREPARED for their own slashing, huh?"

[saltcheck]

@racointeur sent ❛ tell me what you want me to do. ❜ / from mia

You couldn't have PLACED them more perfectly on Mia's bed. Jennifer's legs were wrapped around her waist as she laid in the center of the bed. They had ALWAYS had sleepover, but this time, it was different. The kiss from that FATEFUL night was still running through her head, inspiring the position now. No longer was she going to have to hide behind flirtatious comments that could have been thought of as girls being girls. This was so much more than that, Mia meant so much more to her.

"Oh, Mia-" she let out a small giggle, her nose brushed against the other girl's. Her lips worked against Mia's without hesitation, her hands trailed along her back to unhook her bra from outside her shirt. "This isn't just about little, old me. Isn't it about what you want to do? What can I say, I'm a GIVER-" one brow raised as she leaned in to nip at her bottom lip. Jennifer wasn't lying either, there was something ALLURING about being someone's dream scenario. There was a certain power to it, the sort of thing that made a moment like this even more enjoyable.

"Let's say the sky is the limit," one hand raised to brush a piece of her hair behind her ear. "What's your next move?"

[saltcheck]

@00sgoth sent ❛ oh? does that turn you on? ❜ 😇

&. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

"I never had you slated for a praise kink. Color me impressed," her words hummed against the side of his neck. The simple answer was YES, though she was never going to be that simple. She sat on the counter of the Blockbuster with her legs around his waist, a pile of horror movies that were stacked next to her. There was something about Scream, The Exorcist, and Halloween that inspired a bit of hungry chaos in her. Hands that had been running against his chest and shoulders now moved to his hair, her back arched to move her hips closer to his.

While she didn't want on-lookers, there was a sense of heat she felt rising with her skin against the glass countertop below. She liked the bit of edge, the idea that given the right pair of keys or timing, someone could so EASILY walk in. And what would they find? Her skirt was already hiked up around her hips revealing the lack thereof underneath as she moved her hand up her thigh.

"What can I say? You've got me in the mood-" her fingers tangled in his hair as she let out a breathy sigh meant to help ignite whatever heat he may have been feeling. "Though rumor has it I'm a lost more fun the more layers you get through," Jennifer moved her hand to pull down the zipper of her hoodie as she revealed a trail of skin. "The better question might be just how turned on you might be? I love a passion project, especially if we go a little indie with this one-"

[gleamingcrowns]

❛ you can be rough. i can take it. ❜ ( to nancy 👀👀👀 )

&. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. || answered by nancy for @filmdesque

usfw under cut

Nancy looked down at Jonathan, her brow cocked to him slightly at his words. "I can be rough?" She repeated, and smiled at him. "If you say so." Giving him a peck on the lips before sitting up.

Raking her nails down his biceps and down his forearm. Moving to his collarbone, she did the same down to his hips. Deep red lines popping up on his skin, the skin raised underneath. Nancy bit her lip as she leaned down, her teeth grazing his chest before biting down. Love bites that were bound to leave welts afterwards, sucking at the skin to leave more of an impression. Crawling down his body, continuing to leave the marks down to his navel. Looking up at him as she dipped between his legs. Attaching her lips to his inner thigh, sucking at the skin hard. Quickly leaving dark purple bruises along the sensitive skin of his legs. As she did, she scoured down his thighs with her nails. This time hard enough to break the skin lightly, smirking up at him as she crawled back up to straddle him. "Good boy."