synopsis . Hey baby won’t you open up? Let Toph split you open like a coconut? content . afab!reader, established relationship, blind jokes, fingering, dirty talk, pussy spanking, edging, slight overstim, grinding on her hand, cockiness, etc.
author’s note: close the door ‘n open up to meeee (this song has also been stuck in my head) this is just a lil smth smth, nothing crazy yet.
"Nervous?" Ah, you knew that tone dangerously well.
It’s the same tone she always throws your way when she wants to taunt you most, the same tone that has your legs sneakily trying to squeeze together in a poor attempt at soothing the ache in between them.
"W-What? No, of course not." You claim, despite feeling exactly that.
Toph’s lips quirk ever so slightly at the corners, "Thennnn, why're you shaking so much?"
Okay, sometimes you swear your allegedly blind girlfriend has the full ability to see you because how else would she catch the way your poor thighs are struggling to sprawl out a little wider for her?
She's not even touching you anymore!
“I’m not,” You insist.
A soft tut puffs just past her lips and you watch her lean a little closer, the heat from her body radiating near yours.
"Liar," She purrs, voice catching a hint of smugness you always knew it to.
You wanted to hate how wet she got you in times like this, but after being finger-fucked to oblivion just a few seconds ago—only to have her leave your weepy cunt empty just as you were about to cum—it’s a little difficult to hate anything she does to you. “…Just, keep going.” Your impatience was a little too evident in your tone with her.
So much so that it has Toph chuckling to herself. “So impatient. Are you mad because I didn’t let you cum?” She asks all softly as if she didn’t do that very thing four times in a row.
You roll your eyes and turn your head away from her, “No, I’m-,“ A hand grabs at your jaw all of a sudden, practically tugging the breath directly out of your lungs as you gasp.
Being this sensitive to her touch was really starting to make you feel kinda pathetic—albeit a natural reaction. “Look at me when you’re talking to me, yeah?” She orders, turning your head to face her… even though her eyes are most certainly fixated past you.
You pout, “It’s not like you can see whether or not I’m looking at you anyway…”
Flatly, “I can’t see your pussy either, and yet you’ve got half of the bed wet. Anything else you wanna point out, smartass?” Toph fires back at you, brows elevated slightly.
Your mouth flails open and closed for a couples seconds but no words exit you.
The only thing that happens is her body finally pressing towards your naked one again, sturdy hands finding your thighs again with ease as she pushes them apart impossibly wider. The nudging of her palms alone has your cunt gushing out an embarrassing slather of slick onto nothing. Fuck, every second without any part of her inside you was driving you insane.
Making up for the lack of your response, “Can’t see the faces you make when you cum but I still manage to get you there no problem,” She continues, smiling to herself as if proud. “Shall I go on?”
You grumble something just under your breath—which she definitely hears, but decides to let slide for the time being—and then sigh, “Can you just put them back in?”
With them referring to those perfectly stern fingers of hers, Toph quickly moves a hand back in between your parted limbs to near the puffy folds of your pussy again. A grin paints across her plush lips, “Say please.”
You groan, “Please, Toph.”
“Hahhhh, no.” She mocks, moving to instead hold her hand out, “I don’t think you deserve it anymore. If you wanna feel something so badly then here, grind.”
Your lashes go fluttering as you look down in between your bodies. The gorgeous plane of her palm is angled ever so perfectly for you to plop your needy cunt onto. You always wonder how she manages to have her hands exactly where you need them despite not being able to see. “But, I wanted-“
“Less talking, more grinding,” Your girlfriend demands, dark brows twitching into an anxious furrow, “I wanna see how impatient you really are, c’mon.”
You wanted to make another blind joke, you really really did, but seeing as her hand suddenly comes smacking! up against your cunt, you’re a left all too distracted to do so. It’s as though her quick smack was meant to encourage you or something.
…And encourage you it did.
Because now—now you’re slowly easing yourself down into her hand and letting out a moan as he politely cups the entirety of your cunt. Something short of a purr simpers somewhere in her throat at the slobbering feel of you on her hand.
Toph swears you’re absurdly wet for a woman who’s not even a water bender—who are known to be particularly soaking when aroused.
“Nngh-,“ You let out softly, your face scrunching up at the feel of your sensitive clit getting brushed over by the softly rubbing motion of her palm.
You’re too distracted at the sight below to realize she’s leaning her face towards where she believes yours is until a pair of lips are greeting yours. You’ve no idea how she does it—it’s like the moment your pussy is a pliant puddle in her hands (literally), she can see all of you and more. Especially when you finally begin to rock your hips forward to draaaag your aching cunt across her palm.
Toph’s mouth only detaches from yours so she can whisper something warm against your lips, “Yeahh, just like that. You’re such a pretty mess in my hand, I love it.”
At that, she earns a jumpy throb from your swollen cunt—the sensation leaving her no choice but to gift you with a couple more loving smacks. Squelchy drips of your arousal fly from the motion and the wet slaps echo out around the room.
Then her hand begins to press forward with this sudden pressure applied to it and your breath hitches in your throat.
To which she smiles fully, “You like that?”
You’re nodding as if she can see you doing so, “U-Uhuhh..”
“Gonna cum from this?” She taunts.
“Yeah-, fuck.. Toph!”
“Hm, that’s funny…” Her hand begins to rub and smudge up ‘n down all sloppily against your clit, leaving your jaw to fall slack from the stimulation. “I don’t recall givin’ you permission to do that.”
“Please,” You whine.
“Hm?” She pretends not to hear you, even though you know she could hear even the very rapid beating of your heart.
“Pleasepleaseplease-,” Now you were whimpering and her hand was shifting, palm detaching with messy slops of slick stringing in between her skin and yours before two firm fingers slip right into you.
Then she’s fucking her digits in rudely—prodding against the depths of your cunt and treating each clench like a guide as to where exactly she should poke her fingertips at next.
Toph’s fingers curl suddenly and your start to grab at her bulky arms, your nails scraping at her skin harshly enough to make her hitch.
You’re whispering something about wanting to cum and although she defiantly hears you, she merely smiles wickedly. “Darn, if only I could see you right now.” Then she leans to (where she hopes) your ear, “Bet you’re falling apart, huh? Probably making the prettiest face right now.”
“M-Mhmm,” You babble.
Toph’s fingers begin to spread out against your walls in delectable scissoring motions, “Alright, you’re trembling now so I guess I’ll let you cum. But, you’ve gotta promise me something first.”
You gasp, “Anything. Please just—“
“We have Sokka here next time so he can describe the faces you’re making to me. Sound good?”
“—f-fuckk,” hakari groans, feeling how your sopped cunt swallowed him fully with such ease. you chewed the inside of your cheek, having your legs dumbly sprawled into the air. you stared at hakari, and beads of sweat ran down the sides of his eyebrows.
his slit eyebrows that never failed to curl or twist from how sensitive you always made him feel. “keep starin’ at me like that angel ‘n i’m gonna spill so much into you.”
you whined, sharp pointed nails of your own digging into the depths of his skin. hakari was so thick — stretching you repeatedly, small breathy pants left his mouth as he went in and out, biting his lip. “h-hakari, ‘s good. harder. please.”
“dumb girl, that’s what i’m-” and he pauses, feeling the deep way of you grip around him.
hakari groans, bringing a rough hand towards your tummy to brush a thumb against it. you whine, the back of your ankles just idly skimming down his back. “shittt, angel. y-you got me..twitchin,” and you hold in a single breath. feeling his dick pulse inside of you. “the way you cling onto me baby, ‘s cute.”
hakari loved studying your facial expressions, the way how your lips would coil and curlicue up into a sheepish pout.
the outline of his dick expanding throughout your gummy walls. you were nearly drooling by this point.
his favorite part, your eyes…
the way your eyes would effortlessly roll backwards from his sloppy deranged hits against your cunt. you whimpered, whined, mewled out the sweetest cries of his names until your voice strained.
“such a nasty girl, look at the mess y’er makin, pretty little cock drunk baby.”
the soaked sounds your cunt made rang amongst your ears as you kept such deep eye contact with him. hakari had droplets of sweat race down his brows before he lets off a low breathy sigh.
“belly would look so pretty all plump,” he grunts, rubbing a hand repeatedly in a circular motion against your bare stomach.
you moan, feeling such lengthy inches pivot and jerk inside of you. the way he drove his hips towards your cunt, it had you speechless everytime. “wouldn’t ya think so?”
“y-yeah,” you whined, feeling your own lip curl into a softened pout once he brings a hand now towards the bottom of your chin. you lean into his touch, watching as his thumb gingerly whisks over your spit-glossed lips, planting a wet kiss near the corner of your mouth.
“yeah, baby? you wanna be— wanna be filled?” his voice was a pure rasp, yet he managed to mimic your sweet tone in the beginning, making your pout only purse up more. he found you so cute, his eyes never left yours.
you moaned, losing track of how many hits he made against your pussy.
hakari’s thick base thwacked against you, leaving you breathless each time. you nod, the only thing you could bring yourself to do before he pulls you into a warm, passionate kiss.
“…f-fuck,” he’d grunt, a sly smile curling over his lips as you pulled him close to you. your legs practically wrapped around his waist, trapping him.
he tasted sweet, candied. you could just about make out a lick of alcohol on his tongue—you couldn’t exactly pinpoint what, but it was a taste you certainly couldn’t get enough of.
hakari drags his tongue next to yours, panting breaths colliding amongst each other as he’s giving you such sloppy deep thrusts. your mind’s going bleak, just being fucking ruthlessly into the mattress.
his body weight presses against you each time, each thrust has you spasming.
you felt yourself coming close once the tip of his dick makes contact with that spot… that spot that earned out a cute squeak from you.
“oh. oh. looks like i found it, huh?” he whispers, breaking his lips away for a brief moment. you stare into his eyes and he flashes you a cheesy smile, leaning in to playfully lick the bottom of your lip. you throbbed, just a simple gesture as that was enough to get you off.
“y— yes.” you whimpered, feeling yourself gradually build up into that particular point. by now, you were starting to feel your legs grow numb. they just served its purpose of dangling over his back, rubbing against his skin and all.
hakari groans, feeling your cunt suck every inch. you stare dumbly at the way his muscles clench, his jaw tightens…. his abs.
his eyes flicker and roam all over your body, making you feel warm beneath your own skin before he chokes in a single breath of his. “pussy’s so greedy— you always know how to, f-fuck.”
hakari always does this thing whenever he came close — he’d suck his teeth, it sounded like he was irritated but it was quite attractive. his eyelids would lower, and it looked like he’d be rolling his eyes, preparing to swear but that wasn’t the case. he was just … embarrassed.
“shittt,” he huffs, and his muscles glisten and flex as he’s readjusting his hips—you’re in awe at his stamina, he never looks tired despite the tears of sweat gliding down both sides of his forehead. hakari’s length was so deep, your head goes back and you whine before the both of you ended up releasing at the exact same time.
his came more. you softly whined.
feeling such ropes of his cum flow into your folds, so much. hakari grunts, slowing his thrusts down but not fully.
“look at how messy y-you make me,” he curses under his breath, and you had him stuttering. you take a good glimpse at him, and his face was purely flushed. hakari’s still got a hand pressed down on your tummy as he’s pumping your cunt full of nothing but his load and he grows quiet. you hear it going inside and that’s where he lets off a grunt, feeling you try to move your hips against him. “girl, don’t be so eager. wait—”
“hakari, don’t s-stop.” you’d whine, locking your shaky legs back over his slim waist.
he breathes, panting and panting before he looks down at you with a coy grin. “brat. i wasn’t gonna,” and judging from his speech. you worn him out. he was out of breath, hearing the raspiness drip from his tone, he bites his lip. “but okay, let’s try another…another position though.”
“like what—?” you moaned, feeling him pull out, feeling the few remnants of his cum trickle out of your folds from his dick not being plugged into you into more.
hakari lifts you up with ease before you gasp at the certain positioning. he leans against your ear before murmuring out, “full nelson, baby.”
I don’t want to make my account political, but I’ve gotten to a position where I can’t sit anymore and I want to make sure people understand where I stand.
Fuck Donald Trump. Fuck Elon musk. Fuck ICE.
Free Palestine.
Fuck alligator Alcatraz. Fuck all the representatives who said they were against the big beautiful bill and then still voted yes on it.
Fuck racists. Fuck misogynist. Fuck homophobes.
If you support any of this please don’t follow my page or interact with me.
"do you think we’re lovers in every life?"
it’s absurd, you think.
but once, you were swans on the same lake, gliding side by side.
once, you were cats, curled beneath the same patch of sunlight.
he purred, and you sighed.
you were the sun. he was the moon, always chasing your light.
once, you were the ocean, roaring.
he was the sand, always waiting to hold you.
sometimes, you were the wind.
he was the trees, bending only for you.
how ridiculous. how inevitable.
maybe you were lovers in every life after all.
warnings: twitter porn links, usage of strap, fingering, squiring, spanking, tummy bulges, strap sucking, face fucking, breeding, two of these are straight but let's pretend they're not:3
requested:D!
♡┃no need to pause your game
♡┃oh how wonderful it is to be her passenger princess
♡┃giving you backshots
♡┃she loves using the breeding strap
♡┃riding her fingers
♡┃she can't resist your ass
♡┃you take her cock so well
♡┃fucking you with her strap
♡┃you wore that just for her, right?
♡┃making out
♡┃her strap is so big
♡┃she loves making you squirt
♡┃she knows how to fuck you
♡┃sucking her strap
♡┃tribbing
♡┃fingering you
♡┃she can't help but touch herself when she eats you out
(no thoughts just thinking of beefy virgin yuuji who don’t know how to use his insanely big dick….)
hed be incoherently blabbering while you stroke his cock, yuuji never had anyone touch down there so you know for a fact hes cumming on the spot for the first time. his cum is thick too and in crazy large amounts due to how much accumulated from him barely ever touching himself.
his hands would tug his own hair from how good it felt as drool dribbled down his chin. did he ascend? is he in heaven right now? why does he feel like hes about to pass out? why has he been so late to such pleasure in his life and why the hell are you so good at this?
questions would clog his brain making his feel senses feel all the more muddy. “h–holy, god, please…!”
“god isnt touching you yuuji, say my name.” you growled, palming his tip.
“[name], [name], [name]…!” yuuji cried out your name like a prayer. his chest heaved making his chest seem even bigger than before.
even with both your hands massaging his cock, there was still more. the only word describe how you felt was glee. sheer unadulterated glee. youd enjoy taking this man apart.
experimentally, you licked a bead of precum forming on his tip.
“wa–wait, [name]!”
then your lips pursed on his tip, swirling your tongue.
“its dirty! d–don’t–“ his pleas fell on empty ears, you leaned down taking it into the whole expanse of your mouth till it hit the back of your throat. not only was his shaft long, but wide. the girth made your jaw ache.
it was out of character for yuuji to be silent this long. you peered up through your eyelashes and he was passed out. tears tracking and drool glistening his face.
You— his significant other— are his boss. He always asks for your permission (even if you just let him do whatever he wants and not need his permission at all), he always does whatever you say and he remembers every single detail of your preferences. He's truly the best partner you could ever have.
You're the boss, so he lets you have your way in bed. You want him to fuck you like there's no tomorrow, you bet he would deliver. You want to play and tease his dick just 'cuz you crave it like that? He will lay on your shared bed, arms behind his head, and take it like the good boy he is. You want to ride his dick and use him like your personal fucktoy? Just do it, and he will take it like a champ. He will just sit there and obey your every word, even if his cock gets so swollen and ready to burst that it makes him cry— he will take it. He loves you so much.
navia's tail wags wildly behind her, whimpering and whining as she fucks you while you lay beneath her. your hand yanks firmly at her leash and you pull her in for a breathless, messy kiss, which she eagerly returns.
she presses your thighs against your chest, panting as she snaps her hips into yours. tears prick at the corners of her eyes, her cock swollen and begging for release as she pistons her hips into yours pointlessly.
the pretty blue cockring stands out against her skin, fit snugly to ensure she wouldn't actually breed you without your permission.
she gets desperate, whining and begging you, growing more eager. she can see you losing yourself, her cock nestled into your g-spot as your grip on the leash loosens.
"my love, please- please i can't hold on, please i need to breed you." she sobs, watching your pussy flutter around her. "have to. you're mine."
she sounds almost possessive, paired with how her hips grind into yours, it all leaves your mind reeling.
you let her pull out, gently removing the ring before she's right back to fucking you exactly how you want it. she's delirious now, chasing her high and thanking you over and over in little mumbles.
her tail smacks the bed harder, your own ears pressing flat to your head as she continues to slam her hips into yours. "so pretty- so good, thank you, thank you-" she sobs, her knot now knocking against your slick hole.
you suddenly drop the leash, clawed nails grabbing at her as you scream, pussy clenching down as you cum for her. she uses the moment to her advantage, popping her knot into you as you scream for her.
she paints your insides white, nipping at your skin and licking at your neck and shoulder, causing your nose to wrinkle. you push her away, tail lashing from your puppy's way of showing her affection in moments like these.
"good girl." you sigh tiredly, cradling her head to your chest all while she stays snugly seated inside of you, perfectly plugging you up full of her cum.
I have a request please 💜 I had the most random idea, Eddie and his gf who is quite shy and sweet, she makes one of those paper fortune teller things and uses it with Eddie, she uses it in a cute way, like to see how many kisses he will get and things like that but maybe Eddie then makes one of his own but his is not so innocent 😈 just basically him making a game out of ways he can please his girl..he will probably try get her to choose certain numbers too because he knows the answers beneath them 😅 but yeah just something fluffy and ofc smutty if you would like! Thankyouuuuu 🥰 love your work
Summary: for Eddie, you make a paper fortune game that buys you tons of kisses, for you, Eddie makes a paper fortune game that buys him the opportunity to make you feel as good as possible
wordcount: 2.2k
Warnings: Smut, Swearing, petnames, marking/hickeys, oral (f receiving), making out, unprotected sex
There was always a seat next to Eddie at the hellfire table in the cafeteria, and that seat was always reserved for you. That seat was also almost always empty, because each day, you opted to sit in Eddie’s lap rather than your own chair. He of course didn’t mind, the closer you were, the better. He loved nothing more than holding you and doting on you, his special girl.
“It’s called a fortune teller! But mine’s special and I made it just for us.” You grinned at your boyfriend, kicking your feet excitedly as you sat in his lap, leaning against his chest and showing him the fortune teller you made. “First you gotta pick a colour.”
Eddie rested his head against yours as he looked down at the paper origami in your hand. “Hmm… red.” He stated and you started to move the fortune teller in your hands, spelling out the word ‘red’. He caught on quick, and unprompted, he picked a number, 7, and you moved the fortune teller again, counting to 7. Finally, out of the visible numbers, he picked 2. You flipped it up and smiled.
“Thirteen! You gotta give me thirteen kisses.” You smiled before correcting yourself, “Unless you don’t wanna-”
“Shut up.” He laughed playfully and kissed you quickly, he only pulled back for a second before he was kissing you again. He kissed your lips five times, each cheek once, the tip of your nose, and then five more kisses on your lips. By the end of those thirteen kisses, you were both giggling a ton.
You raised the fortune teller in your hands once more. “Again?” You asked, and he was quick to comply, huge smile on his face.
He picked the colour purple, then the number six, and finally the number four. "Eight kisses!" You were smiling from ear to ear, and Eddie was only able to match it himself.
Of course he immediately complied, peppering seven kisses over your face and giving you one big wet kiss on your soft lips to finish it off. Your sweet laughter was music to his ears, he'd do anything to be able to hear it for the rest of his life.
"Now, how's this fair?" He spoke loudly, faking anger as he gently snatched the fortune teller from your hands. "Does it work for me to? Can I get kisses? Or... maybe only the princess gets kisses... No kisses for a lowly peasant like myself." He sighed dramatically and you giggled. He couldn't force the smile off of his face.
You gently shook his wrist with your hand, "C'mon! You can get kisses too." You leaned your head against his shoulder, waiting a beat for him to figure out how to move the paper properly.
"Pink!" "Three!" "Five!"
Eddie leaned forward just slightly, pressing his chest into your side as he flipped up the paper. "Looks like... you owe me thirty kisses!" He exclaimed and placed the fortune teller on the table.
You rolled your eyes and giggled, "That's not what it looks like- that said six kisses, not thirty." You pouted and he pouted back, leaning closer and closer to you.
"Pretty sure it said thirty baby... what, you don't wanna kiss me thirty times?" He brought a hand up, gripping his chest dramatically.
You groaned, entirely pleased and kissed him hard. You gave him kisses on the lips, cheeks, nose, jaw, and a couple on his neck, because you knew he liked that. You both smiled and you leaned your head against his, but all too soon your interaction was interrupted by Dustin gagging dramatically from his spot at the table.
You pouted as you and Eddie turned to look at him. "Don't mind him baby, he's just jealous and lonely." Eddie rolled his eyes and gave you a big, loud kiss on your cheek.
"Awe... I'm sorry Dustin. If you want you can use my fortune teller! You and Mike can give each other some kisses." You offered, so sweet and polite, seeming so kind that it was almost hard to tell you were joking. Eddie barked out a laugh, kissing you again. He loved watching the way your humour changed to become more like his.
✽-
You yawned as you stretched out on your stomach, resting on Eddie's bed. You felt the mattress dip as he kneeled beside you. "Look, I got somethin' to show you." He spoke in a hushed tone. Excitedly, you sat up facing him, and smiled when you saw a new fortune teller in his hands. "I got Robin to show me how to make one, mines special too." He explained. You could tell by his face that he was up to something.
There was a moment of silence, you and Eddie staring into each others eyes before you finally focused you're attention on the fortune teller. "Pink... Four... Seven." You watched Eddie move closer to you.
"Hmm... you get to make out with me for five minutes." Eddie grinned wildly, holding up five fingers. He waited for you to smile back at him before he cupped your face, pulling you to meet his lips with your own.
It didn't take long before his tongue was pressing past your lips, Eddie's always been an eager kisser, and you loved being kissed by him. You hummed softly and he responded by moaning deeply into your mouth, the sound forcing heat to your core.
Five minutes went by fast. You were left with kiss bitting lips, slick with spit. Cheeks burning red, eyes glistening, and thighs pressing together. It didn't take much to get you there, excited and needy for your boyfriend. Eddie loved that about you.
Eddie sighed contentedly and gave you a free kiss on the cheek before he held up his fortune teller again. You squished your cheek against Eddie's shoulder. "Pink... three... one." You chewed your lip excitedly. '10 hickeys from Eddie' written in his nearly unreadable handwriting.
He smirked and placed the paper down, hand moving to the hem of your top where he pulled lightly. "Let's get this off of you pretty girl." He helped you take off your shirt, your bra followed quickly. A smile never left his face as he gently pushed you back against his pillows.
Normally, Eddie took his time working you up, placing kisses over every inch of your body that he could reach before he even thought about marking your skin. Today however, he jumped right into what the fortune teller told him to do, not wasting any time before he eagerly sucked a dark hickey onto the side of your throat.
Like usual, he made a trail; three hickeys on the left side of your neck, one on your collarbone, one on your sternum. You weaved the fingers of your right hand through his hair as he began to kiss and suck the flesh of your right breast. He clearly enjoyed this just as much as you, soft hums against your skin and his evident boner pressing into your leg.
Two hickeys on one breast and three on the other. You were breathing heavy, ready for him to just take you, just fill you up already. Your heart raced as he picked up the paper fortune teller again.
"You know the drill baby." He smiled, his own cheeks flushed. It took you a moment to tear your eyes away from the bulge in his jeans and focus.
"Blue... four... two."
You watched intently as he flipped the paper up and read it to himself, an intimidating smirk growing on his face. "Get those shorts of baby- panties too."
Immediately, you through your shorts and panties off of yourself and to the ground, resting back against the pillows. You wanted Eddie in you so bad, you couldn't wait.
It took a second before you registered the fact that Eddie hadn't taken off any of his own clothes. By then, he was already on his stomach between your legs, licking a long stripe through your folds and stopping to lick at your clit.
You moaned loudly, back arching and hands gripping Eddie's sheets beneath you. You hadn't expected him to eat you out, you'd expected him to fuck you. You wanted him to fuck you. But this, you were more than happy with this.
Eddie spread your lips apart, admiring your wet cunt for a moment before he dove in, tongue driving inside of you. You whimpered loudly, pressing back against his face. His nose bumped against your clit over and over again and it was perfect, Eddie was always so talented at pleasing you with his mouth.
"Feels s'good." You praised him and he moaned in response, trying to press himself closer to you if that was even possible. It felt so good as he fucked you with his tongue, your thighs shook on either side of his head. He moaned in response to every sound you let out and it shook your core. He always enjoyed giving you head just as much as you enjoyed receiving it.
You could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building up, but you needed more attention on your clit. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled up gently. Of course he understood immediately what you wanted and he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking harshly.
The mattress underneath you creaked as you writhed in pleasure, hand still tugging on Eddie's hair. You were pulling moans from him that tortured your sensitive clit and had your orgasm hurtling to you. "Eddie- god, Eddie please- gonna cum." You warned him, voice watery and desperate.
He hummed in approval and that was that, your back arching incredibly high and your throat straining as you moaned loud enough that his neighbours could probably hear you. He kept licking you through your orgasm, then gentle kisses on your thighs and pussy as you came down from your high. "Thank you." You nearly whispered.
"You are ever so welcome." Eddie grinned at you, moving to his knees as he wiped his mouth and chin off on his sleeve, cleaning his face of your juices.
You sat up slightly as he picked up the fortune teller again, you just wanted him to fuck you so bad. "Please, Eddie I jus' need you, need you in me so so bad." Your voice was thick with need, tears threatening your eyes.
He smirked cockily at you, even though he wanted the same thing. "C'mon baby." He pointed the fortune teller, prompting you to pick a colour.
"Uh, pink, two, um...-" You looked up at Eddie pleadingly.
Eddie took sympathy on you, his sweet baby. "Out of curiosity." He started. "What's five plus three? I know you know, my smart girl."
You smiled thankfully, excitedly. "Eight!" You started to sit up further but he put a hand on your shoulder, pushing you so you were laying back fully, you giggled.
He flipped the paper up. "Hmm... seems like you're gonna get to cum on my cock after all." He tossed the paper beside you, watching hungrily as he stripped himself of his clothes.
He wasn't taking his time and neither did you; you were both just desperate for one another. You were already so wet, and he did a good job getting you ready with his mouth, so neither of you were surprised when his cock slid inside you with no reluctance.
You moaned, arms reaching around Eddie to hold him closer to you, nails digging into his shoulders. It only spurred him on even more, moaning into your neck as he fucked you as fast as he could.
He'd been hard since making out, and he was about to blow his load embarrassingly soon. He sucked on the skin of your neck, already marked up from earlier, and reached a shaky hand down to your clit. The broken moan you let out almost had him cumming in you right then and there.
"Eddie-" you moaned his name, resting your head against his as you arched your back, tits pressing against his chest. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to cumming, he could feel you clenching around him repeatedly, he knew you were close.
"Come on doll, cum for me, wanna feel you soak my cock, come on, c'mon-" you cut him off with a loud moan, close to a scream as you came, nails dragging down his back.
Hearing you cum and feeling you claw up his back was enough to trigger his orgasm. His thrusts grew sloppy as the dam broke, cock twitching inside you.
You whimpered as you felt the warm sensation of him cumming inside you, filling you up. He kept fucking you, through your orgasm and his own. You felt some of his cum drip out of you and he watched as he fucked it back inside, making sure not a drop was wasted.
He stopped before either of you got too overstimulated, hovering over you, forehead pressed to the pillow next to your head. "Did so good baby." He kissed your cheek and you smiled, stroking his back gently.
"Gonna help me make another fortune teller later? We squished this one..." he laughed and you did too. Of course you would agree.