pope's watching you, your ass, move in front of him in silent fascination. completely hypnotized. and unable to remember the last time he blinked. his cock slides between you squeezed legs, nuzzled right against your folds. his hands squeeze at your hips every time his head rubs against your swollen clit. faster-than-normal inhales blow from his nose, huffing loudly as he bites into his bottom lip.
the man finally allows himself a release of the sounds that have been dying to leave him the second he helped you drop your pants. they're nothing more than breathy, quiet grunts and a few lower fucks as he spills between your legs. clutching your waist and trying not to dig his nails with trembling thighs.
he keeps holding you, and helps you keep your pace until you're whining out his name and shaking with your own peak. lips drenched in his cum and using it as lube to keep you nice and slicked up for him.
The way he spanks her halfway through is totally something Frank would do
(LINK) this made me giggle in a good way, cause he totally would do that shit. like, ur his own personal set of bongos fr
it's his first time over at your place and your roommate is out of town for the week–both of which frank is taking full advantage of.
you don't think you've ever been fucked like this by anyone in your life. he's got you trapped against him, holding you in a strong arch as you groan much louder than you mean to. his hips snapping with a force you didn't realize him capable of until just now.
you can't help the sounds leaving you... or the line of drool that smears across frank hand when he grabs your head and pulls until his chin sits a top your forehead. then he yanks you even further and presses his lips into yours in a kiss much longer than you expect.
this is supposed to be a one time thing. a night where the two of you let out some steam and nothing more.
he's talking, rambling about something in that tone. the one that usually makes you roll your eyes but you can't hear any of what he's saying over the ringing of your ears.
the two of you take turns in your movement, switching between him fucking himself into you with a pummeling waist, and you sinking yourself onto his in desperate bounces. forgetting about the fact that both of you forgot the condom.
you fuck each other like this for the rest of the night. fast and hard and wailing out when frank smacks your ass like it's a pair of hand drums as he stuffs you from behind. the man following with his own moan at the sight of your rippling skin.
rick grimes is nearly twenty years your senior, but the two of you still sneak away to fuck whenever you can. hiding from wandering eyes and ears, rick lets himself indulge in you. he doesn't know where the hell you were able to find this dress but he loves it. makes you keep the floral print on but open so he can see your tits while you tease his cock. you ride him for a bit, whimpering at the size of his cock, before he flips you over, and grunts as he explodes across the soft of your ass.
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you keep telling best friend!simon riley that you know he's big but you can still take him. you've been stretching yourself out with an extra large toy and even offer to show him one evening. he watches you sink onto the plastic with glazed over eyes, sitting in the chair across from your bed with a stiffy between his legs. the man clenches his jaw and growls to himself before snatching you up and making you prove it to him for real. when he fucks you on top of the mattress, you can feel him in your stomach. thicker than the long forgotten dildo, his cock bulges and crams itself inside you as he grips your hips and pounds you for the rest of the night.
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robby's hand covers most of your face, his palm smushed so tight that you can't even scream out his name. he fucks you, fast and deep, snapping his hips into yours with a breath-stealing relentlessness. tip reaching places inside you it hasn't before, his cock is stretches you so wide that all you remember is his name.
robby. robby. robby.
it plays on a loop, the letters wailing inside your head when he thrusts into you and stays there, buried to fill you completely full. robby presses and presses, bending your back to kiss your forehead before finally releasing his grip from your nose and mouth.
he watches you you heave loud gasps, and then swivels your head to snog your lips. invading his tongue with your mouth, robby groans and twitches inside you, ready to resume the pounding that you'll both feel all the way into next week.
dark!jack abbot promising that he’s been snipped, so it’s fiiiine that he fucks you raw and fills you with multiple loads. he only feels a little bit bad about lying because you feel like heaven and sound so pretty when you whine and cry out his name as he pumps you full
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˚ 𝜗𝜚 ꜰʀᴀɴᴋ ʟᴀɴɢᴅᴏɴ (ɪɪ)
frank pisses you off, so you only let him fuck your thighs.
frank leaking all over his stomach and coming hands free while thinking about you
frank can't decide if he wants to kiss you or fuck your mouth... you propose he does both.
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samira touches herself in the shower after your first date.
after finally convincing samira to take some time off, you invite her to your family's vacation house
samira takes control for the night
˚ 𝜗𝜚 ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ "ʀᴏʙʙʏ" ʀᴏʙɪɴᴀᴠɪᴛᴄʜ (ɪɪ)
how robby fucks you after you tease him all day about being an old man
dr. robinavitch spots you across the room during a conference. after spending the entire evening talking, you invite him back to your hotel room.
robby notices you've been a little down for the past week after breaking up with your boyfriend, and invites you to his place for a drink after a hard shift
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you spend the entire weekend on top of trinity
trinity makes you ride her face
you convince trinity to spend a few extra minutes in bed before her next shift
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forced eye contact.... chin held between fingers and being told in a calm, but firm voice "dont look away" and "i want to watch your face as you fall apart for me".... oh my gosh....
(LINK) ummm the jeans? the black jacket? yeahhh that's andrew pope cody. and now i, too, have crashed out
the way his hands were clenching the wheel. the way he gulped every time you opened you mouth to talk. the thick filling the air of the car. you should've known.
good thing he talked you into wearing that one skirt he likes.
his head feels like it's about to implode due to the noises that punch from your lips, but he loves it. lives and would die for it. needs more of it.
pope moves his palms, gathering as much of you as he can into his grip before pulling you back into him. he matches the tug with a sharp snap of his hips, cursing under his breath and letting his eyes roll at how deep you're letting him fuck you.
you jerk against the seat of his truck as he leans further, plunging himself in and out of you with a bit lip and the utmost concentration. he listens hard for which angle makes you louder. feels for what rhythms cause you to leak and squeeze around him more than the others. dedicating all of himself and his being to you. only you.
the man wants to drown in you. smother himself with your moans and waist and pretty dress and prettier smile. your his water... his air... and he fucks you like it.
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"keep takin' it for me, sweetheart" he grunts just below your ear, tongue slinking out to taste your skin. "doin' so good–fuck. doin' so good for me."
you can only suck in a few gasps as robby drives into you. your hands touch again his stomach and that's all you let them do. the last time you're body tried to push him away, the weight of his cock filling you endlessly, all robby did was pin your wrists and fuck you harder.
"f-fu..."
your mouth can't even finish the curse that spills out, throat tightening with a silent scream when robby deepens his thrust. you jolt as his body smacks into yours, mind numbing with a fuzz that melts you into the mattress.
"love you like this," robby coos, accidentally drooling onto your shoulder. "letting me cream you nice and deep. you want me to fill you up, angel? yeah? gonna let me fill you to the fuckin' brim since you being so good for me?"
the only thing your body allows is a whimpering nod, and robby accepts it with a sputtering of his hips. thrusts growing sloppy, the man sounds off with a tumble of groans that almost sound like your name.
you pulse around robby, the hot of his load spilling inside you tugging across another peak of your own. your hole floods with a mixture of the two of you, and you know there's no need to worry about how much of a mess it's causing you to leak–robby'll just lick you clean once you find the mind to release him from your fervid grip.
The first link in your Andrew Cody list…made me feel things 🥴 maybe it was the fact that the guy had a similar build and the season 1 hair cut that Andrew had… BUT I found a longer clip of it! Idk if already had it but I thought I’d share 😊
in my head, it takes a while for him to accept that you told him you loved him. he avoids you after for a little bit but finally shows up at your door (drenched because it's pouring rain) with tears in his eyes. you pull pope inside, helping him undress while he watches you in complete silence. when you reach for his underwear, he grabs your wrist.
"...did you mean it?"
you blink. pope doesn't.
"did you mean it? when you said... what you–what you said before," he gulps, stare burning a mess of too many emotions into your chest.
you hands reach to cup his face. pope flinches but lets you rub your thumb against his cheeks. his own grip, reluctant, finds it's way to your waist, which he clutches with a shudder.
all if takes is your small nod and yeah for his to crash his mouth into yours. pope groans into the whimper you release, hand moving to squeeze at the back of your neck.
suddenly, he yanks your lips from his. breathing out rough pants, his nose bumps with yours as he looks at you. you skin feels ablaze, and your head is somewhere far away as the heat rolls from him at a suffocating speed.
pope kisses you again, swallowing down your gasp. somewhere, through the huffs and teeth clashing, you swear you hear the softest, smallest "love you, too."