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this is an n.sfw / u.sfw sideblog to #storiem, a mutlimuse account. all muse information can be found there. this blog is for n.sfw musing, writings, inspo and aesthetic. general rules can be found below. ( all memes can be turned into threads! )
001. main blog. 002. carrd. 003. muse information. 004. memes.
"If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so." / @fcrgocd
the words are soft between them, a comfort wrapped in protection. the thought of stopping at a time like this is unheard of, if galinda's being honest. no part of her wants to stop -- no part of her wants to be away from him any longer. the solace they've found in each other, the safety, is too precious. too important.
a hand reaches out, fingertips tracing down the side of his face, and galinda's lips quirk into a soft expression. she's smiling, happy and honest and truly herself.
"aslan," she breathes, the words barely above a whisper. "i don't want to stop." it's stated so factually, despite how intimate the gesture is. despite how much she's feeling. leaning up, her lips brush against his in a kiss, eyes fluttered close as her back arches into his touches. "i don't want to be apart from you any longer than i must," she tacks on, the words whispered into his mouth like a secret.
like a promise.
brows creased, her arm wraps around his back, nails trailing against his skin with interest. "please, keep going," she urges, her eyes wide when she adds, "i need you."
✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄, pt. 1. ( a collection of various dialogue + action prompts centered around muses exploring kinks. feel free to adjust as desired. heavily mature content, dni with these prompts if you are under 18, & DO NOT use these prompts to portray non-consensual scenarios. )
-> bondage.
are these too tight ?
you look so good like this, all splayed out for me.
hands off, or i'll have to tie them down.
feel that ? every knot tightens when you squirm.
can we try the cuffs tonight ?
tell me where you want my mouth, since your hands can't reach.
don't worry, i'm going to take my time with you.
hold out your wrists.
[ BOUND ] sender finishes tying receiver's second hand to the bedframe. [ TIE ] sender creates makeshift hand restraints for receiver out of clothes / etc. [ STRUGGLE ] sender thrashes against their restraints in throes of pleasure. [ REPRIEVE ] sender unties receiver during sex so they can finally touch them.
-> predator / prey.
i'll give you a head start.
clever hiding spot ... pity i know every inch of these woods.
fear tastes sweeter than surrender.
[ naaame ], where aree youuu ?
your whimpers sound more honest than your words.
chase me, catch me, then see what i do.
your scent gives you away. heat and salt and want.
please, as if you could outrun me.
you can't hide forever, [ name ].
you look pretty enough to eat.
[ CHASE ] sender chases receiver through the woods. [ HIDE & SEEK ] sender has hidden, receiver is hunting them down. [ BITE ] sender digs their teeth into the hollow of receiver's neck. [ CAPTURED ] after catching them, sender straddles receiver on the ground.
-> voyeurism.
don't tell me, show me.
sit there and don't move. just watch.
keep your eyes on the mirror ... watch yourself come undone for me.
show me how you touch yourself when you're alone.
see how stunning you look like this ?
you don't get to touch me yet.
louder. i want them to hear you.
[ WATCH ] sender disallows receiver from touching them, they can only watch. [ DISPLAY ] sender touches themselves knowing receiver is watching. [ WITNESS ] sender and receiver have sex knowing a third party is watching. [ SURPRISE ] sender gets nudes from receiver while at an event together.
youngsoon knows the limit. it's been years of knowing her, being with her physically... she knows how much her wife can take. a surprising amount, she had learned fairly early on. more than this.
the first orgasm is expected and youngsoon continues the slow, deliberate movement of her tongue between zoey's folds. she flattens her tongue and applies a gentle pressure to the other's clit, contrasting with the fact that her fingers are still moving, slower, but each pump of her hand is harder than the last. the second brings a grin to youngsoon's lips. once again, the blonde lets zoey ride through it, but she doesn't stop. she allows herself to be tugged and brings her face up to meet zoey's gaze. she wants to watch as she buries her fingers as deep into her wife as they can go and curl them at the tips, holding them there as she adjusts her hand, bringing her thumb to take over from her tongue, applying the pressure to zoey's clit. there's an urge in her to be closer to zoey right now, to hear her voice so much closer. she brings herself higher, keeping her hand where it is, relaxing her fingers and curling them again before she begins to pump them again, slower now.
( she's always been a sucker for anything that comes out of zoey park's mouth. she's marked herself with it. )
"you know what we did today?" she punctuates it, answers her own question by bringing their lips together in a slow, messy kiss. the unmistakable taste of zoey still lingers on her tongue, so, she parts her lips into the kiss and invites in zoey's own tongue with her own. she allows zoey a second to recover before she moves her fingers quicker, again, applies more pressure with her thumb, drags it slowly over the other's clit. she breaks the kiss just enough to speak again.
"i'm yours." she always has been.
"you're mine." she always has been.
"that means i'm nowhere near finished with you, yet."
she presses another kiss to zoey's lips before she trails her own down to her wife's jaw, she tucks her face against her neck and sucks against her skin, intent on leaving enough of a mark to be seen - perhaps even through makeup.
"my girl always comes. my wife doesn't stop."
her body is on fire. sparks ping from head to toe -- her legs are made of pins and needles as youngsoon works her through it, refuses to relent. the weight on her hand -- on her ring finger -- is a stark reminder that her wife is, above all else, a stubborn creature. and with that comes the need -- the want -- to satisfy completely.
her tears of joy mix with tears of pleasure as youngsoon works her up again. it's too much too soon, her legs twitching and shaking with over sensitivity. ( and yet -- it's still not too much. she doesn't think anything ever will be. not with her. )
teeth dig into her lower lip as she tries to muffle her voice, but she knows there's no point. head lolls back on a wail, and zoey holds youngsoon against her, a hand around her shoulders as the other fists white knuckle in the comforter below her.
"fuck, you're mine," she repeats, words slurring together on the edge of delirious. "and i'm yours," she states again, body now rolling into the pleasure. the pain subsides, and all zoey can feel is adrenaline.
gripping her skin, she pushes at her, urges her down with desperation. "your mouth, baby," she pleads, a rare occurrence for zoey. "please -- your mouth, give me your mouth." a beat, her lips curling against youngsoon's ear. "make me come on your tongue so i can make you come on mine."
for all of their teasing, all of the flirting and explicit conversations - the moment is impossibly tender. zoey isn't as bold, right now and youngsoon loves it. it's clear that she's been trusted with something, that this is more than just a fling to zoey.
( it's more than that to her, it's been burning in her chest for a while, now. )
youngsoon sighs into the kiss, it's relief. her mind races during almost every hour of the day, she's constantly sprinting to keep up with it, to chase down her thoughts and understand them. they're still, now. zoey is more important than any thought that threatens to leave her in the dust - so they don't even try.
she's quick to deepen the kiss, it isn't anything new to them. youngsoon parts her lips and curls them into a slight smile before her arms reach for zoey's hips and her hands settle there, soothing over her frame slowly.
"i don't wanna waste tonight, zo- i really like you... i don't wanna fuck this up."
it's so easy to feel so comfortable when youngsoon looks at her likes that. holds her like that. tells her such pretty things without hesitation. maybe zoey's always been afraid to want -- her young adulthood is being spent in the spotlight. everything she does, every move she makes, is watched. put under a microscope for public consumption. it never makes her feel real -- like a human.
right now? she's never felt more normal. just a girl, with another girl, trying to experience something new.
leaning into the kiss, zoey lets youngsoon lead her, tilts her head just so to deepen the kiss without hesitation. her body moves, too, when hands settle on her hips, and zoey's own arms wrap loosely around youngsoon's shoulders.
"you won't," she breathes easily. "mess it up, i mean. you -- you won't." a beat, as she adds, "i trust you."
lips move, then, away from her mouth. she kisses a trail down the side of her face, along the curve of youngsoon's jaw. a hand moves to lace through the hair that cascades over her shoulder, while the other slides down to the small of her back. "tell me how you like to be touched," she says, breathing the words against the column of youngsoon's throat.
youngsoon shudders under zoey's touch, it isn't uncommon, but it always takes her by surprise. she had never imagined that she would be attracted enough to anybody else for her body to shiver from their affections. once again, zoey has proven her wrong.
the movement against her clit feels incredible. it's intentional and careful, but it's so slow. youngsoon needs so much more of her wife's touch, needs to feel zoey inside of her more than she needs air to breathe at this moment - enough that the urge to be a brat is already waning.
and then zoey's teeth work at her neck, suck at tender skin and youngsoon chokes a moan from her throat, her eyes squeezing closed as she grips at zoey's frame, clings to her back with nails dug into her skin. she can feel the barely there press of zoey's fingers - she's so wound up that it feels like so much more than it is.
"baby-" youngsoon brings a hand from zoey's back to press against the side of her wife's face, to guide her head towards her own. "zoey."
"are you fucking kidding me right now? baby girl, let me come." her words are erratic, pleading without her saying the words.
the words teeter on the edge of desperate. it's a combination of waiting too long and wanting it too badly, and zoey can't help the grin that stretches across her face. youngsoon is pleading, begging, voice airy and wanting as she cradles her face between her hands. zoey's own eyes are lidded, intent on observing her every reaction. every hitch of breath, every wobble of her lips, every silent attempt to be quiet, despite it all.
she's more than earned it at this point.
so, without waiting, she gives her what she wants.
easily, her fingers press in, filling her wife with the same warmth and sensation she's become so used to. she moves slowly, intently, letting her feel every twitch as her thumb presses down, swirls against her clit with fervor.
"then show me, baby," she breathes. turning, she takes youngsoon's mouth with her own, teeth already nibbling and sucking at her lower lip as she begins to move, hips rocking against her from below with the same movement as she pumps her fingers. in, out. in, out. "come all over my hand and show me how badly you needed it."
UNSFW PROMPTS - Honest & Raw.
of Dom/Sub/Switch flavors || all acts are consensual. || REVERSE! highly encouraged.
DIALOGUE - dom.
"That's it, baby. You are almost there. Just a little more." "Fuck, you are so beautiful like this." "Shh, ah-ah, not a sound, baby." "God, you're fucking soaked down there." "Take it all, it's all yours." "Holy shit, your mouth is dangerous." "God, you're so fucking tight." "I want to be down here forever." "Swallow, baby, all of it." "That's my good girl." "That's my good boy." "Woah, slow down darling, I am not going anywhere." "Eyes on me. Don't you look away now." "Ask me, baby. Ask me for more. You know how to." "Louder, I can't hear you." "Show me how much you want it."
DIALOGUE- sub.
"I can't. I can't anymore. Please." "I am close. So fucking close." "Don't stop, please." "Fuck, you are vicious. I want more." "Give it to me." "If you stop right now, I am going to fucking kill you!" "God, you are in so deep." "Is that all you've got?" "Punish me." "You feel so good. I am going to lose my mind." "Stay down there, I am not done with you." "Do I taste good? Show me how much you like it." "Let me sit on your face when I cum." "Keep going. Keep fucking going."
ACTION - sender focused. (attach REVERSE! to switch roles)
sender trails kisses on receiver's stomach and leaves a trail of hickeys. sender drags their tongue over receiver's inner thigh before biting it. sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are dressed. sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are undressed. sender nibbles on receiver's earlobe while fingering the receiver. sender grunts/moans against receiver's neck while finishing inside the receiver. sender masturbates to reach an orgasm while the receiver is watching. sender chokes the receiver while fucking the receiver roughly. sender grips receiver's head while riding receiver's face. sender performs oral on receiver under the table. sender puts a pillow under receiver's hips. sender puts a blind fold on receiver. sender spends a long time kissing receiver's body. sender rides the receiver with hands handcuffed behind receiver's head.
ACTION - receiver focused. (attach REVERSE! to switch roles)
receiver pulls sender into their lap to kiss their neck. receiver tugs on sender's hair to get sender down on their knees. receiver dragging their tongue over receiver's navel to follow a trail down. receiver grips the pillow while sender is overstimulating them. receiver getting fingered by sender in a public setting. receiver performing oral on blindfolded sender. receiver orgasms while getting edged by sender. receiver spends a long time kissing sender's body. receiver spilling a drink on themselves to have sender undress them. receiver gripping the back of sender's head while fucking them in the shower. receiver gripping sender's hips to finish inside the sender. receiver kissing sender while both orgasm simultaneously.
❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜ / @micheotta
the smirk is clear as day on her face. while zoey loves to be in control, loves to hold youngsoon's pleasure in the palm of her hand, she's never mean about it. ( she just likes to hear her wife beg. she likes to hear her moan and whine and twitch and chase her own release, even when zoey won't give it to her. it's incredible to watch and see. )
so, the fingers that currently tease against youngsoon's entrance stay still, thumb still rubbing slow, small circles into her clit with intent. "mmm, i'm not sure, baby," she starts, tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth. "you weren't very nice to me today -- you left without me this morning," she starts, lips trailing up the column of her throat. "you know you should wake me up before you leave, especially on a day when i won't see you again until it's late."
her teeth work to suck a section of skin into her mouth, right underneath her jaw, and zoey's tongue flicks out to soothe the pain from the love bite as her fingers tease her more, barely press in to give her some relief.
"i think if you really want it," she continues, "you'll show me how bad you want it. isn't that right, pretty girl?"
"What if I told you I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time?" / @micheotta
there's nerves bubbling in the pit of her stomach. zoey's never done this before -- not this intimately, anyways -- and the more she stares at youngsoon, the more she worries that this isn't what she wants. zoey talks a lot of game, says a lot of pretty words, but they're just that. words. she's yet to act on them beyond teasing taunts.
and yet, youngsoon's voice is soft. comforting. it's gentle in the way she reaches out, taking zoey's hand in her own. it's soft in the way she cups the side of zoey's face, and zoey leans into it, turning her head to press a kiss to the center of her palm.
she thinks this is what love feels like. but she can't say it. not yet.
instead, her smile is soft. maybe even shy as she leans in, presses their foreheads together.
"me, too," she admits, the words barely above a whisper. without saying much else, zoey tilts her head, lets their lips brush together in a kiss that's too sweet.
[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch / @neomsabyeok
the more they do this, the more zoey learns about what rumi wants. what makes her feel good, powerful, beautiful. and while she has her moments of wanting to be in control, she finds that -- for the first time -- she's fine with letting someone else take the reigns.
especially when they treat her like this.
her eyes are lidded, head tilted back on rumi's shoulder as her fingers work between her legs. she's been keeping her like this, bringing her to the edge and bringing her back down, just so zoey could see what she looks like when she's drunk and desperate for rumi's touch. ( and, honestly? it's working. zoey's never been more turned on, her body shaking with want and need and release. but knowing that rumi will give it to her when she's ready. )
"rumi," she pleads, head lolling to the side. lazily does she mouth at her neck, lips parted but barely moving. she's barely holding herself up on the bed, she doesn't know what else she can do except take what rumi gives her. "please let me come," she adds on, eyes blinking slowly.
[ forbidden ] sender kisses receiver even though they know they shouldn't / @neomsabyeok
she's nervous, fidgeting where she stands in her dressing room. ( they'd been so careful not to do too much, but zoey can't help the feeling that she's ruined it. that her flirty, teasing comments actually went too far, and that rumi will never want to speak to her again. which she can take, if she has to, but she can't risk losing mira, too. she can't risk losing them because of her own selfishness. )
her door creaks open, and zoey jumps at the noise, hands picking at each other. when rumi comes into view, she tenses, shoulders high as she sighs, bites her lower lip between her teeth.
did you need me? she asks, knowing they still have about ten minutes before places.
but rumi doesn't speak. she's silent, almost intimidating as she approaches her. zoey's lips part to ask her what's wrong before her worries are silenced. rumi's hands take zoey's face between them, and without a second thought, she brings their lips together.
zoey's eyes are open, inhaling a sharp breath through her nose. ( is she dreaming? ) when rumi doesn't disappear, when she stays there and holds zoey close, the reaction is immediate.
arms wind around her shoulders, and zoey holds her close, keeps her in place as a whine rips from her throat.
fucking finally.
[ kitchen counter ] our muses have sex on top of the kitchen counter / @micheotta
fingers press into the soft flesh of her thighs as she keeps youngsoon exactly where she wants to. ( it always starts as a joke with them. a dare almost. who can cross the line first. who will break without the other's touch. who can't stand to be apart from the other. zoey's resolve is strong, yes, but not unbreakable. )
and so, despite the bickering and playful teasing, she'd lost.
or, well, technically. she can't consider having sex with her wife as losing the battle.
her eyes flick up, meet youngsoon's with heat as her tongue moves against her center, licking through her folds with purpose and interest. the hands ensure that her legs stay open, dangling off the countertop as zoey hooks them over her shoulders. keeps her in place. right where she wants her.
"this is much better than those fuck ass chips," she comments, breath soft as she kisses along the apex of her thighs, brings a hand down to swipe gently against her center.
𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
key words were relationship, tension, denial and romance, forbidden. there are 69 mid flirtacious and then 69 explicit prompts. you can change names and pronouns as you see fit.
69 Flirtatious to Explicit Dialogue Prompts:
"You know, I've always been drawn to people who are dangerous."
"You keep looking at me like that, and I might start thinking you're interested."
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were flirting with me."
"Your lips look... distracting."
"Do you really want me to leave, or are you just saying that?"
"How close do I have to get before you admit you want me here?"
"Careful, if you keep touching me like that, I might forget we're just talking."
"It's hard to focus when you're sitting so close."
"I don't bite... unless you ask nicely."
"You think I didn't notice the way you've been staring all night?"
"I wonder what you'd do if I kissed you right now."
"There's something about the way you say my name..."
"I bet you'd look even better out of that outfit."
"Don't you think it's a bit hot in here? Or is that just you?"
"I love the way your skin feels against mine."
"If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so."
"You're making it very hard to behave."
"How much longer are we going to pretend there's nothing here?"
"I can feel your heart racing. You're not as calm as you're pretending to be."
"You think you're the only one who can't stop thinking about this?"
"You keep teasing, but we both know where this is going."
"Is this really what you want? Because once I start, I won't be able to stop."
"I love the way you blush when I get close."
"Do you always flirt with danger, or is this just for me?"
"There's something I want to do, but I'm not sure you're ready for it."
"You can try to resist me, but we both know how this ends."
"Your body tells me everything your words don't."
"I dare you to come just a little bit closer."
"You're tempting me in ways you don't even realize."
"What if I told you I’ve been thinking about you all day?"
"Let me show you just how good this could be."
"I've been waiting all night to get you alone."
"The way you're looking at me... it's almost like you're daring me."
"You don't have to say anything, but your body is speaking for you."
"You know where this is headed, right?"
"I’ve been patient, but I’m not sure how much longer I can wait."
"Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you."
"What if I kissed you right here? Would you stop me?"
"I can't stop thinking about the way you'd feel under me."
"You want me, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes."
"If you're going to tease me, at least be ready for the consequences."
"Every time you touch me, it’s like you’re daring me to lose control."
"It’s not fair the way you make me feel when you’re this close."
"I want to hear you say you want me."
"Don’t be shy. You can tell me what you’ve been thinking."
"You know, I love the way you taste."
"Your skin is so soft… I can’t wait to explore more."
"I can feel how much you want this."
"What if I told you I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time?"
"Are you going to keep teasing me, or are you finally going to do something about it?"
"The way you tremble when I touch you... I could get used to that."
"We shouldn’t... but it’s the only thing I can think about."
"You're playing with fire, and we both know how this ends."
"I want to hear you moan my name."
"Your lips are driving me crazy... I can’t take it anymore."
"If you keep this up, I'm going to have to take matters into my own hands."
"I can’t stop imagining the way you'd feel pressed against me."
"Tell me you want this as much as I do."
"I love the way your breath hitches when I get closer."
"We both know this is inevitable, don’t we?"
"I’ve been thinking about you all night. It’s time to make those thoughts a reality."
"You're making it very hard to resist you."
"Do you like the way I make you feel?"
"All I can think about is what comes next."
"I want to feel every inch of you."
"You don’t have to say a word. Just show me how much you want this."
"I love the way your body reacts when I touch you."
"I’ve been patient long enough. Now it’s my turn."
"If you’re ready, I’ll give you everything you’ve been waiting for."
50 Actions from Flirtatious to Explicit:
Brushing their hand lightly against the other's as they talk.
Gently placing a hand on their lower back, guiding them through a crowded room.
Leaning in close enough to whisper, but not touching.
Tracing the outline of their lips with a fingertip.
Lightly tugging on their shirt, pulling them closer.
Running fingers through their hair, grazing the scalp just enough to leave them breathless.
Pressing a knee against theirs under the table, keeping eye contact.
Letting a hand linger on their shoulder just a second too long.
Grazing lips against the curve of their ear, barely touching.
Running a hand up their arm, tracing the muscles.
Slipping fingers under their collar, teasing the edge of their neckline.
Gently trailing fingertips down their spine.
Squeezing their hand just a little tighter while walking.
Holding their gaze, slowly licking their lips.
Lightly biting their lip after a kiss, pulling back with a smirk.
Tucking a strand of their hair behind their ear, letting fingers brush the skin.
Pinning them against a wall, hands braced on either side.
Pressing their lips softly to the back of their hand.
Gripping their waist, pulling them into an embrace that lingers just a bit too long.
Brushing their lips along the side of their neck, testing their reaction.
Grazing a thumb over their pulse point.
Tugging at their belt, teasing without going further.
Running hands over their chest, tracing patterns through their clothes.
Slowly sliding a hand down their arm, interlacing fingers.
Leaning in, breath hot against their lips before pulling away.
Letting fingertips dance along their jawline.
Sinking teeth lightly into their shoulder, marking them gently.
Running a hand along the curve of their hip, squeezing slightly.
Sliding a hand up the inside of their thigh, stopping just short of their goal.
Whispering close to their ear while caressing the nape of their neck.
Lightly nipping at their earlobe before kissing a path down their neck.
Letting hands roam over their body, exploring curves and planes.
Pressing a hand flat against their chest, feeling their heartbeat speed up.
Hooking fingers into the waistband of their pants, pulling them closer.
Tucking a thumb under their chin, lifting their face for a kiss.
Pulling them into a heated kiss, hands gripping their hair.
Slipping hands beneath their shirt, caressing their bare skin.
Sliding a hand between their thighs, applying gentle pressure.
Tugging them closer by the waistband, teasing with a slow grind.
Nuzzling against their neck, inhaling their scent before lightly biting.
Guiding their hands to roam, showing them where they can touch.
Tracing patterns on their skin with lips and teeth, leaving a trail of heat.
Grabbing their hips and pulling them flush against their body.
Letting fingers slide under their clothes, exploring sensitive spots.
Wrapping arms around them, hands pressing into their back as they kiss.
Grazing a hand over their thigh, applying slow, deliberate pressure.
Tugging at their shirt, lips grazing their collarbone.
Teasing them with soft kisses down their chest, going lower.
Gently pushing them back onto the bed, lips following their descent.
Wrapping a leg around theirs, pulling them closer for an even deeper kiss.
[ party ] our muses have sex at a party / @micheotta
she can hear the music from downstairs, the bass that pumps through the entire house. ( zoey's not sure how long they've been here, how long they intend to celebrate into the evening. yes, her solo record was a success. and yes, she's happy -- who knows what doors this opens for the future, what things she can do for herself. it's freeing, almost. )
but she's not thinking about that right now.
she's think about her fiance, pressed against the door of this shitty, fancy bathroom. she's thinking about the way her breaths hit her ear, ragged and whiny and pleading as zoey keeps her exactly where she wants her. fingers move deftly between her legs, and zoey's smirk is evident as she mouths at the crook of her neck, urging her to move.
"does it feel good, baby?" she coos, tone soft despite the roughness of her movements. "do you wanna come? you want everyone downstairs to know how good i'm making you feel right now?
&. 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( happy sunday! here's another assortment of smut / nsfw dialogue prompts but with more explicit language. a dirtier sequel to my other, more subtle, smut prompt list. please do not interact if you are under eighteen. )
❛ you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. ❜
❛ you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. ❜
❛ i want to fuck you so badly. ❜
❛ i want you to fuck me so badly. ❜
❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜
❛ please. make me feel good. no one else can like you. ❜
❛ you can call me whatever you want, baby. ❜
❛ be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me. ❜
❛ we're going to fuck right here? what if someone sees us? ❜
❛ that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me. ❜
❛ do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ❜
❛ your body was made for mine. ❜
❛ you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up. ❜
❛ you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ❜
❛ have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it. ❜
❛ it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ❜
❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜
❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ❜
❛ i can see you enjoy having the upper hand for once. ❜
❛ you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ❜
❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜
❛ come in me. i need you to fill me up. ❜
❛ now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ❜
❛ we both know how much you're going to enjoy this. ❜
❛ i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making. ❜
❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜
❛ begging is a good look for you. ❜
❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜
❛ i'd say you need someone to put you in your place. ❜
❛ so good for me. look how much you came. ❜
❛ i can take care of you. you won't need anyone but me. ❜
❛ it made them hard to see me bleed. just like it's making you hard. ❜
❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜
❛ i want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick / strap. ❜
❛ i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty. ❜
❛ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ❜
❛ you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ❜
❛ do what you want, but you'd better make it good or i'll kill you. ❜
❛ as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more. ❜
❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜
❛ someone's needy. ❜
❛ you taste like heaven. ❜
❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜
❛ i'm going to put that mouth of yours to good use. ❜
❛ you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten. ❜
❛ you'll be begging for me by the time i'm through with you. ❜
❛ let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ❜
❛ look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ❜
❛ was it good for you too? it's never been like that before. you've never been like this before. ❜
❛ is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them? ❜
❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜
🐝 * ― 𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿.
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“ Don’t close your eyes - I want to see everything you’re feeling. ” / @neomsabyeok
it's like a switch has flipped in zoey's brain. they're always so careful, so polite when they dance around each other. nothing ever happens beyond a kiss that's perhaps a little too long, a little too wanting before they break apart. because they cannot go any further.
tonight, however, was zoey's final straw.
she holds onto rumi's hair like a woman possessed, hands threaded in purple locks to keep her exactly where she wants her. zoey's eyes had been closed -- the feeling of her tongue on her was too much, her body shaking with need. ( she'd been pulling zoey back from the edge for what felt like hours, now, despite it only being ten minutes. maybe it's the pent up tension that has her a little more desperate than usual -- zoey takes pride on being able to control herself when she wants. )
when rumi's in the picture, however, self control flies out the window.
so, at the command, her eyes slowly open. meeting rumi's gaze -- hungry and glowing -- causes her to whine. it rips from her throat, a little too loud in their shared penthouse ( god, she hopes no one can hear them ).
"p-please," she begs, the words falling from her mouth without encouragement. "i'm so close, rumi -- please."
