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Butch Brat-Taming the Princess (SDV Haley x F!Reader) NSFW; MDNI
*checks watch* What do you mean it's not pride month anymore?
Basically, Haley is a bit of a snooty bitch when the hot lady farmer shows up, but when the farmer doesn't take her shit, it's a bit of a turn-on.
Content warnings: teasing relationship, haley being a bit of a tsundere, lesbian shower sex?
You had only been the new farmer in Pelican Town for a few days, but you liked to think you were pretty accurate at reading people. Since the town was so small, it didn't take long for you to meet everyone. Some people were welcoming, others were more hostile.
But there was one in particular who seemed to maintain a bratty reputation for no particular reason. And that, of course, was little miss Haley.
When you first met her, she was out by the fountain, enjoying the weather. You gave her a friendly wave and told her your name. Her response?
"Oh, you must be that new farm girl, or whatever. I'm Haley. You know, you'd actually be really pretty with different clothes."
And then, after a quick glance up and down, she added, "Well, never mind," and she giggled a little.
Her attitude was rude, and it bothered you a little, but you just grinned and retorted, "Who knew Quinn Morgendorffer moved to Pelican Town?"
"What?" asked Haley, giving you a scrutinizing, confused look.
Apparently, the clever Daria comeback was wasted on the ditzy princess, so you shrugged and walked away, going about your business again.
But when you turned your back, Haley was twirling a golden, wavy lock of hair around her finger and watching you leave with reluctant fascination.
As you would do your chores and errands around town, you'd occasionally run into her. She never had anything nice to say, but you always had a witty response, so it seemed as though the two of you were evenly matched.
One day, on your way to buy some seeds from Pierre's, you saw Haley looking at you, while pretending not to look at you.
As you passed her, she nonchalantly looked at her cuticles and commented, "Ew, have you showered today?"
You rolled your eyes and chuckled. "No, I usually shower after I'm done working outside. But by all means, please keep collecting fodder for your burn book."
Haley pouted and scoffed, sputtering for a moment. "I am not shallow!" she eventually managed to yell back.
You laughed some more. "Right, right. I'm sure you're very complicated and deep. ...Like a kiddie pool."
She scowled at you and balled up her fists. "Fuck you," she mumbled with a blush as you grinned and entered the general store.
On her birthday, which was only less than two weeks later, you smiled and held a daffodil out to her. She smiled and blushed, but acted mad about it.
"Oh... well, thanks!" she said, unable to hide her gratitude and interest.
The next day, you stopped by her house to give her another daffodil, but you realized that you had walked in on her having an argument with her sister Emily.
You lingered awkwardly in the doorway holding the flower as Haley complained to her sister.
"It's your turn to clean under the cushions! I did it last week!"
Emily sighed. "Haley, I do every other chore in this house."
Noticing you hovering by the door, Haley smiled a little, hoping you'd back her up in this argument. "Oh, look! It's the farm girl! You can help settle this!"
"Sorry to drag you into this," said Emily apologetically.
You looked back and forth between them, then finally came up with a compromise. "Haley, how about you have this be your one weekly job?"
That still hardly sounded fair to you, but you didn't want her to throw a fit over it. Haley huffed and rolled her eyes, but all in all, the reaction could have been much worse.
Emily smiled brightly. "That sounds like a great solution!"
"Hmph... fine. I guess I'll do it. That way we won't have to argue about it," muttered Haley.
Cracking a small smile, you couldn't resist teasing her a little. "Yoba, you're like a pampered little pomeranian who refuses to get her feet wet."
Haley's face turned bright pink and she scowled at you. "As if!" she yelled at you.
You giggled a bit and reached for the door, but then you remembered why you had came, so you approached Haley and handed her the flower.
"Pretty flower for the pretty lady," you grinned, and Haley looked all cute and flustered again.
"Hmph...!" she pouted and looked away, but begrudgingly accepted the daffodil.
As you left, Emily had a massive grin on her face as she looked at her little sister.
"What are you looking at?" snapped Haley.
Emily beamed knowingly. "OMY, Haley! You like the farm girl, don't you!"
"Shut up!" grumbled Haley as she stomped to her room.
Emily just covered her mouth and giggled.
You had to admit, Haley's bratty attitude and stubborn blushing was kind of growing on you, and it was obvious that she liked you too, even if she was being childishly defensive about it.
The next time you stopped by her house, Emily must have been out at work already, because it was just Haley there. She was standing in the kitchen, red in the face and struggling to open a jar.
"Ugh... stupid jar...!" she whined.
Making your presence known, you stepped into the kitchen.
Wearing your grin that Haley had grown to adore, you quipped, "Are ya twisting hard, or hardly twisting?"
She looked over at you with a bright smile. "Farm girl! Open this for me!"
You rolled your eyes at her lack of manners, but she was flashing you a pretty, begging smile, and that made up for it.
"As you wish, Princess Bride."
Haley scowled, turning red again. "Y-you wish I'd marry you!" she pouted.
You chuckled as she handed you the jar. She refused to look at you for a moment as she composed herself. Flexing your muscles, you strained and were quickly able to twist the lid off with a satisfying pop. You handed the jar and lid back to her with a smile.
"Thanks! You're way stronger than you look!" she said cheerily, and then she gave you a hug and a peck on the cheek.
Her cute snuggle was brief, though, and she quickly pulled away, seeming to remember herself. She looked down and cleared her throat softly, waiting for you to tease her, but mercifully, you just smiled and flirted a little.
"You're really adorable," you complimented her.
"Hmph!" she whined as she stuck her lip out at you.
You had intended to let her off the hook, but your response only appeared to make her more flustered. Oops.
Over time, Haley slowly let her guard down around you more and more. She'd stop hiding the fact that she was excited to talk to you and she'd compliment you without getting as defensive anymore. But she'd resume her prissiness if you ever teased her about it, which was all the more adorable.
One day, as you were walking through town, you decided to check the "Help Wanted" bulletin board, hoping to make a few extra gold. You looked at the current request, and you had to do a double take to make sure you were reading it right.
"Psst, FOR GIRLS ONLY! I need an eggplant! You know what it's for! -Haley"
It was absurd, but there it was. Fortunately, it just so happened that you had a bunch on you that you were about to sell to Pierre. But this was far too good of an opportunity to pass up. You quickly headed to Haley and Emily's house, grinning to yourself as you imagined the look on her face when she realized it was you who delivered the eggplant...
The door to Haley's room was closed, so you gave it a knock.
"Come in!" she called.
You opened the door and tipped your rancher hat. "Ma'am," you greeted her.
She quickly stood up from her bed, clearly pleased to see you.
"Oh, hey you!" she smiled.
With a flirty wink, you held up the eggplant and said, "Heard you were looking for one of these."
Her face flushed red and she tried to scowl. "Give it here!"
But as she reached for it, you held it just out of her reach and looked down.
"Hey, is this a shorter mini skirt than usual?" you asked with a grin.
She faltered for a moment, but responded in the affirmative. "Yeah. So what?"
Nervously licking your lips, you decided to shoot your shot. "Did you wear that because you were hoping I'd bring this to you?"
She gasped, outraged. How precious.
"How dare you!" she said, looking flustered at the accusation.
She reached for the vegetable again, but you held it out of reach with a smirk.
"Ah-ah. Eggplants are for good girls who answer when they're asked a question," you chuckled.
"You... you asshole...!" she insulted, but with hardly any animosity behind it.
Unable to suppress a teasing grin, you pushed it a little further. "You still haven't answered the question."
Haley looked at you cautiously, with a trembling frown. You suspected that she was probably afraid to admit her feelings for you without confirmation that you felt the same, first. So you gave her a kind smile with a soft blush.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I only tease you so much because I think you're so cute," you said, holding your breath as you waited to see how she'd respond.
The confession hung uncomfortably in the air for a few moments. After an agonizing silence, she asked you incredulously, "Really? You're not... mocking me? You... won't make fun of me and tell everyone if I say yes?"
You laugh, "Don't worry, girlie, I'll still make fun of you. But only playfully. And I'm not going to humiliate you in front of anyone."
Looking up at you with her adorable sparkly anime eyes, Haley inched a little closer to you. You smiled, a little unsure of what she wanted. It looked like she was going to kiss you, but at the last second, she licked her thumb and rubbed a spot on your cheek.
"...You had some dirt on your face..." she said quietly.
You chuckled warmly at her, but then you had to ask the question that was on your mind. "So, genuinely, what did you need this eggplant for...?"
With a blush, she mumbled, "Come on, you know why I wanted it..."
You gave her a concerned look. "Honey, this was in the dirt. Trust me, you do not want to have to explain that yeast infection to Doctor Harvey."
She pouted and stamped her foot. "Well, what do you suggest I do??"
Your eyebrows raised slowly. "Actually... if you're up for it... I could think of a few things..." you said suggestively.
Haley's eyes snapped back to yours with a renewed curiosity. "L-like what...?"
"Would you mind if I showered with you?" you asked.
"Please," she begged breathlessly.
She grabbed your hand and led you to the bathroom.
"You undress first," she said, twiddling her thumbs.
"Oh, now you're shy? I thought you needed this," you teased.
Haley pouted, but you could tell she loved the teasing and dirty talk.
You chuckled. "Fine, fine. I'll undress first. You're so spoiled."
You took your hat off and placed it on the countertop, then slowly removed your top, smirking at her as she stared.
"Hurry up!" she whined impatiently.
"You're precious," you laughed. "But no, you don't get to tell me what to do."
She harrumphed and tapped her foot. "Don't keep me waiting."
"You need me to teach you some manners, princess?" you asked with a warning smirk and a mischievous glint in your eyes.
Haley pouted, but shook her head and tried to hide her impatience, to be a good girl for you. You kept undressing at your own pace, loving every second her eyes were on you. Once you were fully naked, you chuckled and did a small twirl in front of her.
"You like what you see?"
"Uh-huh," she nodded and stared at you.
Her eyes were blown wide as she drank in the sight of your naked form. She was too hypnotized by your breasts, curves, peaks, and valleys to even be ashamed that she was staring. You honestly weren't even sure if she was aware of her bug eyes.
You looked away and smiled. "Come on, stop staring. You'll make me blush."
Haley quickly tore her eyes away from your body to look you in the eyes, looking a bit guilty. She shyly played with her hair and adorably put a finger to her lips. You looked down and saw that she was slowly rubbing her plush thighs together.
"So needy," you cooed in adoration.
She whined softly and took off her clothes quickly, starting with her tank top so she could hide her flustered expression for just a moment. Once she was fully nude, at first glance, she appeared to be covering herself, but upon closer inspection, she may have been hiding her nipples with her hands, but she was gently pressing her boobs together and squeezing them. Her legs were still crossed and she squirmed almost imperceptibly while looking up at you through her long, pretty eyelashes.
She was playing with herself.
"Pretty baby," you whispered, just barely able to will yourself to look away to turn on the shower.
Since Haley was still being shy and pouty, you decided to step under the water first. You sighed with relief as the warm water droplets gently hit your body, soothing your aching muscles and washing away the grime and stress of the day. You offered your hand out to Haley and she accepted it, finally removing her hands from her perky pink nipples and daintily stepping into the bathtub.
You chuckled a little.
"What's so funny?" she demanded, with a hint of her defensiveness creeping back in.
"Nothing, it's just that I feel like a knight helping a princess out of a magical carriage," you said with a warm smile.
Despite pursing her lips, Haley was unable to hide her smile.
You traded places with her in the tub so that she could get wet, too. You watched with adoration as she tipped her head back to get her hair wet.
"I'm surprised you're not too stuck-up to get your hair wet," you teased.
She pouted. "Meanie..."
"Relax, babe. You're perfect."
She bit her lip and whimpered, squeezing her thighs together again. Clearly, your praise was doing something to her.
Averting her gaze, she mumbled, "Can I help wash you?"
Your lips curled into a grin. "Sorry, can you speak up?"
"Don't make me repeat it..." she whined.
"Come on, I know you can be such a good girl for me, sweetie," you crooned.
Breathing in and puffing her chest out a bit to appear braver, she asked, louder, "May I wash you? ...Ma'am?"
You giggled at how unsure she sounded. She was just too cute.
"Yes, you may," you allowed.
Haley grabbed the bar of soap and started with your arms. You smiled encouragingly at her. Even though she was trying to wash your arms, her hand kept slipping because her gaze was too intently focused on your breasts.
You chuckled at this, too. "Haley, you can touch me anywhere you want. I promise I'll enjoy it."
Her cheeks were burning red, but she lathered up one of her hands with the soap and slowly reached out to cup your breast. She sighed softly, as if she were the one who was being touched. The way she gently brushed her thumb over your nipple coaxed a sigh from you, as well.
Not lingering too long in one spot, she soaped up her hand again and gave the same treatment to your other breast. She was staring at your tits like she was enamored with them.
"They're perfect," she whispered.
You smiled and blushed, and she looked up and caught your eye. She nibbled on her lip for a moment, and then slowly leaned in, as if afraid you'd reject her. But you enthusiastically leaned in as well to meet her lips.
Her eyes fluttered shut and she kissed you gently under the warm spray of the shower. She was so delicate about it, like she was licking the frosting off a cupcake. She let out a breathy moan against your lips and moved her hand from your breast to your back so she could pull you closer. As she did, she pressed her hips against your thigh, wiggling around to brush her needy clit against you. You moaned and the kiss became more fierce, your tongues tangling as her hips grinding against you got more urgent.
Finally, you pulled away for air. "Finish washing me," you softly commanded.
Haley nodded, catching her breath. "Yes, ma'am."
She grabbed the soap again and ran it along your sides, then your hips, then rubbed her sudsy hands over your round ass appreciatively. Acting a little more bold now, she grabbed your ass with both hands, squeezed it, and pulled you in for another kiss. This one began as heated as the last one had ended, and poor Haley was panting as she reached her hand down to touch herself while you kissed.
This didn't go unnoticed by you, though, and you smirked and grabbed her wrist to stop her. She let out a long, pathetic whine as she looked up at you with doe eyes, silently begging for some relief.
"Allow me," you said, to which she nodded eagerly.
You slowly trailed your hands along her collarbones, then over her breasts, stopping there to gently pinch and rub at her hard nipples, which caused her to whine impatiently and squirm some more. This just earned her a pleased smile from you, and you and ran your hands down her hips, and then paused with your hands on her thighs.
"Can I touch between your legs?" you asked, looking sincerely into her eyes.
"Yes," she moaned.
When she gave you the go-ahead, she spread her feet wider in anticipation. You ran your dominant hand up her thigh, and then just barely grazed her cunt lips. A shudder ran down her spine.
You dipped your middle finger between her folds, and holy Yoba, she was so slick and wet.
"Wow," you breathed in amazement. "Poor thing. You've been waiting so long."
"Uh-huh," she whined and nodded, subtly pushing her hips forward onto your fingers.
Instead of teasing or chiding her, this time you just gently teased your fingers around her entrance, gathering up her slick arousal and then bringing it forward to rub it over her clit. She nearly folded forward when you touched her there.
Looking into her eyes again, you cooed, "Sensitive clit, huh? It's so puffy and wet and desperate."
Haley just whimpered. You expertly kept your touch gentle, especially when bringing your fingers anywhere near her clit. You noticed she was biting her lip, perhaps trying to keep quiet.
"Come on, honey, don't hold back those moans," you encouraged her.
She whimpered softly, but refused to stop chewing at her lip.
You rubbed her a little faster and gave her a gentle warning. "Come on, don't be a brat. Do as I say, princess."
Her breathing hitched and she looked up at you. You could tell that she was curious to press the boundaries and find out what would happen if she disobeyed you. You raised an eyebrow at her with a small smirk, daring her to try.
So then she pursed her lips and went completely silent, save for panting through her nostrils.
You chuckled. "Hey, what did I tell you?"
She cracked a small smile at you. Clearly, she was enjoying this.
"You like being a naughty little brat? Is that it?"
Her smile widened and she nodded, but then you slowed your hand down, and she whined like a crybaby again.
"Oh, you want me to keep touching you?"
She nodded and pouted.
"Nuh-uh. You have to be a good girl and tell me what you want with your words," you reprimanded.
"I need you to touch me," she whined softly.
You resumed rubbing around her cunt, but very slowly. "And you're going to moan if I tell you to moan, baby?"
She nodded desperately. "Yes, ma'am!"
You smiled. "Good. Then I won't have to punish you."
Haley nodded again, to show she would be obedient. Much as she wanted to, she was far too desperate for your touch to continue being a brat.
You slid a finger inside of her as far as it would go. She was so slick by this point that it was so easy. She gasped softly and then moaned.
"Please, more!" she begged.
You couldn't help but let out a low, pleased chuckle at her begging. Clutching onto your shoulders for support, Haley leaned back against the shower wall gently and pushed her hips forward a little, adorably encouraging you to continue. You gladly complied, adding a second finger inside and gently thrusting them in and out of her slippery entrance at a slow, consistent pace.
"Keep going, keep going..." she moaned breathlessly, clutching your shoulders as she writhed on your hand.
She was getting close already, the poor needy thing. You could tell by the way her insides were starting to squeeze your fingers. Her chest was heaving, and her brows were scrunching up and together.
Gently grabbing her chin under the spray of the shower with your thumb and forefinger to get her attention, you cooed to her, "Look at me, cutie. Can you do that?"
Panting, she nodded, making laborious eye contact with you, and so you rewarded her by pumping your fingers a little faster, but still at a nice, steady pace. Now she was gasping, her legs were wobbling, and she was on the brink of coming undone, but still doing her very best to look you in the eyes while she came. With a breathless whimper of your name, you gently worked her through the orgasm as she gushed around your fingers into the tub.
Afraid she would collapse, you wrapped your arms around her waist and supported her with a small chuckle.
"I got you, spaghetti legs," you teased her.
"Shut up..." she sighed with a blissful smile as you held her close, feeling her pounding heartbeat on your naked breast.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Original Work
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s)
Characters: Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags: Original Character(s), POV Original Character, Magic, Romance, Slow Build, Eventual Smut, Fluff, Angst, Moral Ambiguity, High Fantasy, Slow Burn, Dark Fantasy, Banter, Poisoning, Violence, past trauma, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, grumpyxgrumpy, touch them and die, Smut, Penis In Vagina Sex
Summary:
In a palace where wine is laced with lies and rubies conceal watching eyes, the only thing colder than the king’s magic are the whispers on the wind. A kingdom where sparrows sing warnings and every smile drips with venom, their forming alliance is a blade poised at a lover’s throat.
Sup yall, it's been about 2 months. Living life, doing my thing, I still have mental health issues, but they ain't going anywhere, so yeah.
BUT! I got stuff for you, just one thing.
I'd love to finish up my 100 follower special with a revenge story, as well as finish the two other chapters for "The Space Between us." Sadly I'm going to have to put both of them on the back burner for now because I feel like I'm not "doing them good enough" which yes my writing needs WORK, but I can't allow my anxiety over making anything "good enough" eat at my mind and body any more.
That being said, I know my followers are majority SDV fans so I wanted to give yall a warning that I'm gonna do original stuff before I start this machine back up.
I hope yall vibe with what I've got to put out, i missed yall and my moots!!
P.s. I'll still take requests for Fandoms now and again, but I wanna start playing with my own dolls
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Still not back but, @sdvbraindump tagged me and I do have a little something something.
Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous, and tag many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!
Story
Can I feel this too?
Tagging... @lily-alphonse and @leifygreeens as well as EVERYONE ELSE let me see what you got!!!
Due to mental health issues, work issues, just all around life sucks right now. I've decided it would be better to step away for a bit. Not sure when I'll be back, but thanks for the memories
Warning: 18+, MDNI, BJ, mainly porn, glory hole, part 1
Ship: Halex (Haley x Alex) from SDV
Words: 3153
This one was fun and hard to write due to keeping a character a "secret", but I got two more in the works so keep an eye out
Alex no longer felt the pangs of anxiety or the jittery nerves that once plagued him when he walked this path. The dimly lit alley leading to the back entrance of the club was ingrained in his memory, a well-trodden route from his college days. Back then, his teammates had dragged him here countless times to escape the grind of practices and exams, the thrum of bass-heavy music and flashing neon lights offering a temporary reprieve from their relentless schedules.
But those days felt like another lifetime. It had been over a year since he’d left campus, and the camaraderie he once shared with his teammates had withered into silence. Ghosted, one by one, until their presence was reduced to nothing but faded memories. Now, Alex’s world was smaller—constricted to the quiet rhythm of Pelican Town, a far cry from the chaos of his college years.
Yet here he was, retracing old steps. To his surprise, not everything had changed. The small, hidden room at the back of the club was still there, stubbornly holding its ground against the passage of time. He’d heard whispers of places like this shutting down or being relocated.
But this little secret—tucked behind a row of bathroom stalls—remained untouched, a relic frozen in time.
“So, you actually showed up~” As soon he walked into the men’s bathroom, her voice drifted to him like silk, warm and honeyed, sending a ripple of anticipation through his chest.
Alex’s breath hitched as he approached the last stall. His gaze locked onto her plush, teasing smile framed by the cutout in the wall, and a low groan slipped from his throat before he could stop it.
“Well, it’s not every day you text me,” he replied, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk as he stepped into the stall and clicked the flimsy metal door shut.
Her messages had played in his mind endlessly. “I haven’t seen you.” “I miss you.” He felt foolish for how easily he’d been lured in, but there was no denying the pull she had over him. He barely even knew her name—just “Flower Tattoo” in his contacts, a reference to the sunflower-and-vine tramp stamp he remembered vividly, having seen it a few times when she moved around.
Her laugh was low and smooth, her lips curving into a wicked smile as she leaned closer to the opening. “I thought maybe you didn’t want to see me anymore,”
“Don’t say that,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he stepped closer, his pulse quickening as a slender finger slipped through the hole, curling in a beckoning motion. “Come here, Lex.”
A shiver ran through him. She knew his name, and he didn’t know hers. That tiny imbalance, the edge she held over him, was both strong and unnerving.
Her hand found his as he stepped forward, the contact sent a jolt through his veins. Her skin was soft, almost impossibly smooth against the rough calluses of his fingers.
“There you are,” she cooed, her words laced with an intimacy that made his head spin. Feeling her hand tighten around his, Alex knew he was in far too deep—but he didn’t care.
He could practically feel her anticipation washing over him as she pulled him closer, the scent of her perfume starting to fill his nose. Her scent was sweet like an apple, with a little spice like an intoxicating liquor—a scent that made Alex's head swim and his mouth water.
“I've been waiting for you,” she purred, her voice a seductive whisper.
Her hand pulled away from his, pushing forward, her fingers creeping along his thigh. Tracing delicate, teasing patterns against the fabric of his jeans. Higher and higher she went until her palm was resting against the growing bulge at the junction of his legs.
“Mmmm, and I've been waiting for this.” she cooed, giving his hardening cock a squeeze. "Are you happy to see me, Alex?"
She laughed again, that low, musical sound that seemed to vibrate through his very bones.
"Don't be shy now," she breathed, her thumb rubbing maddeningly slow circles against the straining zipper of his fly. "I know how much you missed me. How much you missed this."
He licked his suddenly dry lips, tasting the salt of his anticipation. "You could say that," he managed, his voice rougher than he intended. The air between them crackled with tension, heavy with the weight of unspoken desires.
Alex’s pulse pounded in his ears as that teasing thumb continued its maddeningly slow circles, stoking the fire building low in his belly. Pleasure sparked through his veins with each deliberate stroke, his cock throbbing urgently against the confines of his jeans as it strained towards her touch. A low groan rumbled in his chest, his fingers curling into fists at his sides as he fought to maintain some semblance of control.
"I missed everything about you," Alex admitted, his voice strained with desire. His hips flexed forward involuntarily, seeking more of that maddening pressure, craving the slick slide of her fingers on his bare skin.
His breathing grew heavier as his heart hammered against his ribs, the blood rushing from his head to his groin. He could feel himself growing dizzy, somewhat lightheaded from his body heat in the small area and the overwhelming surge of lust. It took every ounce of his willpower not to grab her wrist and hold her hand against him, needing more, more of her.
"Fuck, baby..." Alex gasped out, his head falling forward against the stall wall with a dull thunk. His eyes fluttered shut as he lost himself to the sensation, his mind going hazy as he teetered on the knife's edge of control.
His cock ached with the desperate need for release, an almost painful throb against the metal zipper that consumed him entirely.
"What do you want, Alex?" She asked softly, pulling him out of his mind, her voice breathy and raw with need. "Tell me what you need."
Her voice was a silken purr, "Don't be shy now," she urged, her breathy tone dripping with temptation. "Tell me all the filthy things you've been dreaming of."
She punctuated her words with a firm squeeze, her fingers digging into the hard, unyielding flesh of his erection. Her touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure sizzling through his nerves and short-circuiting his ability to think.
Alex inhaled sharply, a shudder wracking through his body. Her words, dripping with sinful promise, shattered the last of his restraint, unleashing the hunger he had been trying so hard to keep leashed.
He grabbed her wrist, holding her hand in place as he ground his hips forward, seeking more of that delicious pressure. His breathing turned ragged, each exhale coming out as a low, desperate groan. "I want... fuck, I want your mouth on me," he rasped, his voice thick with lust. "I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock, taking me deep, choking on my, fuck– ahh, fuckin’ cock until tears leak out of your eyes."
Alex knew he was being crude, too crude, but he couldn't help it. The desire burning through his veins demanded raw, unbridled honesty. "I want to fuck your pretty face."
He could see a sliver of her smile through the hole, letting out a moan at the way she pulled him closer by his bulge. It made him throb and leak, a damp patch darkening the fabric at the tip.
"But most of all," Alex continued, his voice dropping to a low, fervent murmur, "I want to fuck you so hard and so good that all you remember is the feeling of my cock stretching you open."
His other hand came up to tangle in her hair, gripping the silky strands and tugging just shy of too hard. "Fuck, baby... I need you."
Alex's heart raced, hammering wildly against his ribs. He knew he was treading a dangerous line, but he couldn't bring himself to care. All that mattered was sating the all-consuming presence behind the wall that threatened to swallow him whole.
Then, without warning, she yanked his zipper down with a harsh rasp of metal on metal, baring the straining bulge of his boxer-clad cock to her greedy eyes and needy fingers.
"Lex~ you're so big and hard," she breathed, her voice quivering with lust as she palmed his thick shaft through the thin cotton of his underwear. "All for me, baby?"
Alex shuddered, his cock twitching under her touch, the fabric of his boxers already damp helping her stroke his cock. He sucked in a sharp breath through gritted teeth, not fighting the urge to buck his hips forward and grind himself against her hand like a dog in heat.
"Fuck, yeah..." he growled, his grip on her wrist tightening reflexively. "All for you, baby. Fuckin' hell, you've got me so fuckin' hard..."
He couldn't believe the filthy words spilling from his mouth, the raw, carnal ache they carried. This wasn't like him, not usually. But then again, nothing about this situation was typical—meeting a stranger in a public restroom, his control slipping away with each brush of her fingers, each breathy word. It was debauched. It was dangerous. It was thrilling.
Alex's breath came in harsh pants, chest heaving as he struggled to maintain some semblance of control. But it was a losing battle. The ache between his legs consumed him, a throbbing, pulsing need that demanded to be sated.
Her fingers squeezed him through the damp fabric, tracing the thick shape of his arousal. "Alex," she purred her voice a sinful caress as her fingers crept under the waistband of his boxers, brushing against bare skin. "Let's get these off~." she teased as she pulled at the elastic band.
Alex's breath hitched as he felt her fingers wrap around his bare cock, her skin cool and soft, so fucking perfect against his aching member . A strangled groan tore from his throat, his hips jerking into her touch as if possessed by a mind of their own.
"Baby, fuck..." Alex gasped out, his voice wrecked with need. He could feel his cock throbbing almost painfully, the thick veins pulsing beneath her palm as she stroked him with teasing slowness. It was maddening, the way she touched him, always holding back just a little, it wasnt fair.
His grip on her wrist tightened, his fingers digging into her soft skin hard enough to leave marks. He knew he should be gentle, should treat her with the tender care she deserved, but the fire inside him burned, hungry more.
"Stop teasing," he grunted, his voice low and rough with lust. He could feel her hot breath ghosting over the head of his cock, could almost feel how her lips curled into a smirk.
"So impatient, " she murmured, her voice low and breathy as she stroked down his length, cupping and squeezing his heavy balls. "you want my mouth on this big, hard cock?"
Alex's heart raced, his pulse pounding in his ears, his chest, his dick, and everywhere in between. The hunger coursing through him demanded raw, unbridled honesty, demanded that he tell her exactly what he wanted to do to her, with her, for her.
And fuck, but he wanted to do so much to this woman, this goddess who had bewitched him from the start. He wanted to worship her body with his mouth, his hands, his cock, until she was shaking and mewling and begging him for more. He wanted to make her cum again and again and again until she was fucking ruined until his name was the only word she remembered as she shattered apart in ecstasy.
“Yes,”
With that, warm, soft lips wrapped around the swollen head of his cock, engulfing it in liquid heat. Alex groaned a guttural, primal sound that echoed off the tiled walls of the bathroom. His fingers curled into fists, grasping desperately for something to anchor himself as she began to suck, her mouth a slick, suckling vice around his throbbing shaft.
Her tongue swirled around the crown, tracing the ridge where head met shaft, flicking teasingly at the weeping slit. Slowly, torturously, she took him deeper, the slick, wet cavern of her mouth enveloping inch after throbbing inch of his aching cock. Alex's head fell back, his breath coming in harsh pants as he fought the urge to thrust mindlessly into that perfect, welcoming heat.
Feeling her moan around his length, the vibrations traveling along his shaft like a bolt of electricity. She took him deep, the head of his cock nudging the back of her throat, and then - wonder of wonders - she swallowed around him, massaging his sensitive muscle with the strong muscles of her throat.
Alex bucked helplessly, a strangled groan tearing from his throat as he felt his balls draw up tight, his release rushing towards him like a freight train. "Oh fuck, yes... Just like that, baby. Take it all, fuckin' take it..."
She took him even deeper, relaxing her throat to accommodate his girth as she swallowed around him again and again. Feeling her nose pressed against the coarse hair at the base of his cock as she deep-throated him, holding him there as she massaged his heavy balls with her fingers.
"That's it, baby..." she cooed as she pulled back, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. "Give it to me... "
Her hand stroked him with quick, deliberate movements, her thumb rubbing over the weeping slit. "Cum for me, Alex... cum in my mouth. I want to taste your load, want to feel it hitting the back of my throat..."
He could feel her tongue running against the thick vein on the underside pulsing with each frantic beat of his heart. His hips humped forward as her plump lips stretched around his girth taking him to the hilt once more.
Alex's heart raced as a symphony of vulgar slurps and wet suckling sounds filled the small bathroom, punctuated by Alex's guttural groans and gasps.
His fingers tangled his boxers, gripping the cotton tightly as he struggled to maintain control. The sensation of her hot, slick mouth engulfing his aching member was overwhelming, pushing him closer to the edge of ecstasy with each deliberate suck and stroke.
When her fingers crept lower to cup and massage his swollen balls, Alex let out a strangled cry, his hips bucking wildly into the tight channel of her mouth. "Fuck, close..." he panted, his voice wrecked with pleasure.
He could feel her swallow around him, her throat massaging his sensitive flesh with ruthless efficiency. The obscene sound of her sucking and slurping filled the air, spurring Alex's lust to feverish heights.
He could feel his release barreling towards him like a runaway train, his heavy balls drawing up tight against his body. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum..." Alex snarled, his voice a low, feral growl.
Her answering moan around his throbbing shaft was all the encouragement Alex needed. With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt in her hot, sucking mouth and let go.
His cock pulsed and jerked as he spilled his seed, thick ropes of cum shooting from the tip and coating her throat. Alex's body shuddered and convulsed, lost in the throes of a mind-blowing orgasm as he pumped load after load of his essence directly into her waiting mouth.
"Fuuuuck!" he roared, his voice echoing off the tiled walls as he rode out the waves of his intense climax.
As the last spurts of cum dribbled from his spent cock, Alex slumped back against the opposite wall, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. His cock released with a lewd pop, a strand of saliva connecting her well-kissed lips to the tip of his shaft.
"That was... incredible," she murmured, her voice slightly hoarse from her efforts. "You taste amazing, Alex."
Alex could only nod, still lost in the afterglow of his mind-blowing orgasm. He knew this was only the beginning, that there was so much more he still wanted to do to and with this sexy, insatiable woman who had bewitched him so thoroughly.
As he leaned back, his gaze drifted through the soft opening between them, catching another detail that felt like a secret revealed. Her hair, cascading in effortless waves, was a radiant blonde, catching the faint light and glowing like spun gold. It was as if everything about her was designed to draw him in, to keep him under her spell.
Her soft voice broke the silence. “I had a great time. Maybe we could... do this again… sooner this time?”
Alex felt his breath hitch, her words sparking a warm pulse of excitement in his chest. He grinned, though he knew she couldn’t see it. “I’d love that. When?”
“Friday?” she offered, her tone light and almost shy.
“Friday,” he agreed without hesitation, the word a promise. “Same time?”
“Yes,” she replied, and he could almost hear the smile in her voice. “Same time.”
A pang of guilt suddenly coiled in Alex’s chest. She had been the one to reach out this time, waiting patiently for him to make the first move—one he hadn’t taken. He’d been hesitant, caught up in his own thoughts.
“I’m sorry for making you wait... for tonight,” he admitted, his voice quiet and sincere.
Her soft laugh came through the small opening, light and forgiving. “I’ll admit, I was starting to think you’d forgotten me.”
“No, never! You’re always on my mind,” he confessed, his words unguarded now, a nervous chuckle escaping him. “I just... I wasn’t sure if I should. I didn’t want to push too much.”
“Well,” she replied, her voice dancing with mischief, “don’t let it happen again, or I might start thinking you’re playing hard to get.”
He chuckled, relief and admiration mingling in his voice. “I won’t. I promise.”
For a moment, they lingered, silence filling the space between them like a tether, pulling them closer even through the tiny, imperfect window.
“Until Friday,” he murmured finally, his hand brushing the edge of the door.
“Until Friday,” she echoed, her voice a soft caress that lingered even as the moment slipped away.
Dressed once more Alex turned to leave, yet he found himself staring at the small hole, the portal that had brought them together. He made a silent vow: no more hesitation, no more waiting. She definitely deserved more, and next time, he’d make sure she knew just how much she meant to him.
thank you so much for tagging me lovely 🫶💞🥹 (shortened the reblogs bits and bobs ALSO THIS MADE ME A BIT SHY QOSKWOWKQO side note moonlight is a great film oh my god)
also no pressure tags @loverboykirstein & @bt4u02 💞🫶 and anyone else who'd like to take part !!
The fanfic quiz result ☠️☠️ anyway I don’t think this looks super like me but it’s got the vibe :3
No pressure tags are @kellycataclysm and @birdielouwho and @velvetlilith777 and everybody else I CANNOT THINK and cannot be bothered to read back through and see who’s been tagged please 😭
idk if this is allowed but can we make this ask into a post where everyone tags their favorite content creators/artists/fic writers in the fandom so that they get the recognition and love they deserve!!
let's do it!! 💖💖💖
@jojaxcola @crispyanonart @eemamminy-art @itsmeglycine @nicoleknives thank you for all your wonderful sdv art <3
Omg what thank you for the shout out!!! 😭😭😭 I feel like I haven't been in the fandom for that long but it's been about a year now that I think about it!! I'm gonna tag as many beloved mutuals as I can but if I forget someone I'm sorry!
Firstly, my friends who got me into this game and who have encouraged me so much as I fell down the rabbithole!!
@randomsquirrel - Whose fic series Rose & Sunflower about their farmer Lys and Elliott inspired me to start writing my own oc/canon fic!!
@morganali-art - Who is always delightful and makes extremely cute comics! Also pairs their farmer Cysaille with Elliott!
Artist mutuals who blow me away on the regular:
@fuerrziah @oorangesoda @ryliith @may8elle @salt-n-salt and also CRISPY though she was already tagged above!!
The Alex/farmer shippers I've managed to find, there's literally dozens of us!!!!
@theasnewgroove @formercowboymike @superpyodan @dedousiki @peko-peko-pekun
Fanfic writers who I'm sure are amazing but my ass ain't reading 😔 but trust me!!
@benjineedssleep @lily-alphonse (also superpyodan, tagged above already!!) @leifygreeens
@sdv-confessions you're going to make me cry 🥺 thank you so much
I'm reblogging from Cass because almost all my faves are here !!
Also: @pomporri @itsnotzka @kaikonn @nendracula @aashiyancha @sixonefive @fkapple @dragmetohades @modern-gremlin @lemon-zesttt and obv @clarisinne for the artists and @annetastic1981a @shortysus4 and @wrightingdungeon for the writers xxx
At first you were sad that you couldn't watch your boyfriend fuck you but it turns out the people love it.
There's absolutely nothing obstructing their view of your pussy being spread and fucked.
They love watching your mouth wrap around nothing, buldge in your throat bobbing with every thrust, spit and tears streaming down to the floor. They can't get enough of the dazed expression on your face when you look up at the, at least to them, invisible man squishing your cheeks together, letting you spit and drool his cum everywhere.
They love seeing your ass jiggle when he spanks the fat, skin burning as you jolt and moan with every invisible strike.
They just love it when he picks you up. Stand and carry, Full nelson, whatever it is, they just love seeing you helplessly get wrecked. Completely at the mercy of the hung vampire they can’t even see. His cock pummels into you, reaching so deep, all presented so nicley for the camera.
Your most watched video, and the reason the fans know it’s a vampire fucking you and not a ghost or something, is also the only video where he bites you. Your back is to his chest, pussy facing the camera. They can tell when your tits stop bouncing with every thrust that he's got them in his hands, massaging the tender flesh, they can even see him pinch the nipple as you give a loud whine.
Just when you’re about to cum, your boyfriend grabs a handful of hair from the base of your neck and pulls just enough to expose your neck, and just like that two little punctures appear on your neck and you scream in ecstasy and pain. You writhe and your pussy spasms as blood seeps from the bite wound, trailing down your chest before it gets licked away by the man behind you.
Wats uuuup!!! I got tagged by the awesome @crispyanonart and like them, I'd want to visit this at the end of the year and see how I started and ended the year!!!
First bit of Arts and Crafts: a self portrait to start off the year
First movie watched: Does Epic! The Musical count? It's not a movie, and they literally just FINISHED making the songs, but it's like 2 hours and 30 minutes so a LONG movie XD
First song listened to:
First TV show watched: Mashle Magic and Muscles. P.s. I'd die for Margarette Macaron, not the little version, they are cute, BUT the non binary muscle mommy Margarette, I will marry them
First book read: Officially my own book https://www.amazon.com/Can-Feel-This-Rosie-Books/dp/B0DM2J4KB3, but that feels like a cop out, soooo imma say the ABA book that my boss gave out.
First fanfic read: from @veren-cos check it out
First dinner I had: a hibachi place near by, they fucked up my order so I got free scallops :3
First food I ate: roasted hot dogs, s'mores, and alcohol
Tags for others to show us what they got!!!! @sdvbraindump @thebluester2020 @lily-alphonse @studentinpursuitofclouds @leifygreeens @maylilithreign @a-substantial-trash-pile @ask-gus-sdv @snailmail444 and anyone else who want to do this!!!
Begging, praise kink(?), porn with (a little) plot, established relationship. Oral (afab receiving), edging(?), P in v, afab but gender neutral reader
Let me know if I missed any tags, this is my first smut fic lol
Fic below the cut!
"Nghhh Sebastian, please! hahhh, It's been weeks. Please, Seb-ghh!" You panted, "seb...."
Here he was on top of you, three fingers deep as he was nipping and biting that sweet spot on your neck, leaving marks that were sure to leave the townsfolk chatting for days. "C'mon farmer, you asked for this.." the low groan that left his throat made you feel hot. "You know you like it, just feel how wet you are for me."
When did he learn to be this dirty? God you didn't even care right now, all you wanted was sweet release that he was refusing to give you. "Sebastiaaannn"
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Your head rested on his thighs, looking up as he played his switch. You didn't even care if it was blunt, but God damn, you needed to have sex with him again. Despite going out for months, there had never been what felt like a good time. Until early winter, that was..
The mood was right, the lights were low, and all you could focus on was how Sebastian felt inside of you. The low pants, the soft kisses. No matter how many times you touched yourself, it couldn't compare. So it went days... Then weeks. Which then turned into nearly a month without cumming, all because you couldn't get Sebastian out of your head.
"Sebastiannn" You sang.
He glanced from the game, "yeah?"
Crawling your fingers up his side, creeping under his shirt, his face burned bright red. "What are you up to?" You glided your nails back down, slipping to his hip, going just under the waist of his pants.
He sputtered, "ah! Uhm.." hastily putting the switch on the side table. "Not much.. are you. Mmmn.." You slowly moved your hand closer and closer to his.... "are you uh.." he cleared his throat, "having fun?"
"Hmmm I think I am." You smirked, "did you want to have some fun?" His eyes lit up. Your hand got so close, but you slowly drifted back to his waist, the fingers of your other hand tracing his jaw.
"What, ah, kind of fun are you talking about?" He isn't stupid, he knows just what you want.
"Are you really going to make me say it?" You teased.
Raising his eyebrows, he sensed an opportunity. "You know what, I think I am." He grabbed your wrists, stopping any teasing you were managing. And in one motion, he slipped out from under you, rotating so he was straddling your waist, pressing your hands above your head. Sebastian cocked his head, "What kind of 'fun' were you looking to have, farmer?"
Goodness this was different. His confident demeanor was turning you on. "I want to have sex. Okay?"
"That's just fine by me." He pushed his knee in between your thighs, opening up your hips as he leaned down to kiss you. He kissed so lovingly, slow and passionate. He moved his grip to your sides, slipping his hands down, creeping lower and lower. Until he hit your waist, "what do you say we get these off?"
Giggling, you said, "Hmmmm. Only if I can get *you* off."
"Hah!" He set his forehead on your chest. "Farmer I'm trying to be hot, why do you have to make me laugh!"
"We can be hot, and funny!" You cleared your throat. "No but seriously Sebastiannn. It's been weeks."
You could feel him tilt his head into your neck, his breath fast from being heated up. "What do you mean? I mean I know we havent done anything since last time, is that what this is about?"
You groaned, "noooo. Ugh this is embarrassingggg"
"It's only embarrassing if you make it! I do tons of embarrassing things all of the time."
"Ughhhhhhhhh" you pressed your cheeks to his face, whispering. "I haven't... gotten myself off. Since we had sex."
He turned to look at you. "Babe. Why is that embarrassing?? That wasn't even that long ago."
"No like. I *can't*" you just felt his confusion. "I've tried. I *cant*. I can't seem to compare to how you did it. It was amazing. And I haven't been able to cum for *weeks*.
Seb I need you." You shifted down against his knee, still in between your legs. "I need you."
"Oh!" You started grinding against his knee. He laughed, "Oh that bad, huh?" He pushed further against you, trying to match your pace. "Oh you poor thing. Just haven't been able to replace me, huh? What, do your fingers not feel the same? Toys not as good as the real thing?" He paused, the tension was becoming unbearable. "Well I can certainly help out with that." He took his leg away, standing up off the couch. "Get up."
"No, Sebastian, please.." You were so close to getting what you wanted. Why did he have to drag this out! Just a second ago you were laughing, what is with his mood change?
"I said get up." And so you stood. "Now take those off," he said, point at your clothes.
"What about you..?"
"We'll get there." A blush was creeping on his face. "Now, I said take off your clothes." You could feel his eyes looking at you up and down, taking you in. God you were glad he kept his room dim, this would have been too embarrassing in broad light.. "good job. Now lay on the bed."
He slowly followed after you, taking off his shirt and his belt as he did. Tossing them to the floor, you could hear the metal clasp clink on the carpet.
Your heart was beating so loud you almost thought he could hear it. Sebastian leaned in close, but not nearly closing enough. Too much time has been wasted, you grabbed his face and pulled him into a harsh kiss. You want to feel him, know him. You were so desperate, and it showed.
Although shocked, Seb quickly recovered and slipping his tounge past your teeth. He wanted to taste you, because god damn, you tasted good. He pulled your hands off his face, "no. You don't get to take the lead right now." He lowered himself, lifting your leg onto his shoulder. "Now, you are going to stay still, and be good, you hear? But don't be afraid to open that pretty mouth of yours, we have the house to ourselves."
He spread your legs open for him, and you could feel his breath, hot against your skin. It took all you could muster to stay still. You felt exposed, but you knew you were going to get what you wanted tonight. Suddenly, you felt his wet lips right on your clit, sucking on it harshly. You gasped, "Sebastian!" You went to grab his hair, but he swatted your hand away.
Pulling himself away from you, he spoke, "I said, Stay. Still. You've waited this long already, surely you can wait a little more, hm?" After teasing you he went back to lapping at your sensitive cunt.
God he was good. Just where did he learn this? When? "Nghhh Sebastiannn" You were gripping onto the sheets for dear life when you felt him drive a finger inside of you.
Even just one was driving you crazy, but it wasn't enough. "Sebastian please.. I want you inside me."
"Oh but I am, sweet thing. What, is this not what you wanted?" He slid another finger in. "God, you're so wet and I barely even got started. You really were all pent up for me, huh sweetheart?" He was slowly moving them in and out, dragging along your walls, all wille dragging out your sweet moans.
"Nghhh Sebastian, please! hahhh, It's been weeks. Please, Seb-ghh!" You panted, "seb...."
He stopped licking at your clit, only to start licking up your chest to your neck instead. All he could do was bit and nip at you, when shoving another finger inside you. "C'mon farmer, you asked for this." God he almost growled at the sight of you, so open for him. He never was one to be dominant, but he was starting to love the feeling of being able to do whatever he wanted with you. Pleasing you, making you his. "You know you like it. You're so close aren't you. Huh, sweet thing?" He pulled out, stopping any buildup you possibly had. "Well," he kissed up to your ear "too bad. I'm not done with you yet."
"God, please, seba-" You were cut off with a rough kiss. He had pinned you between his legs, and you could feel his cock so close to where you wanted it. So close..
And god he was so hard, but when he felt you grinding up against him he put a stop to it, harshly grabbing your hips. "I control when you move, not you, not today. I'll take care of everything, you just have to be patient." But he was taking so loooong. All you wanted was to feel him, to wrap yourself around his dick, squeezing every last drop of cum out from his as you screamed his name. God you felt perverted, if only he could hear your thoughts.
"Hasn't it been long enough? Please Sebastian. I'm begging you."
"Beg harder." He'd had enough. He was starting to feel your desperation, and was so close to giving in. Last time he was so gentle, but tonight. God, tonight was different. You felt him line up with your enterence, giving you almost no time to prepare before he shoved himself inside you. He didn't move further, giving you a split second to adjust to the feeling. "Is this what you wanted, huh?"
"Oh, God, yes. Please just.. ahhh, hah..." You felt so full, and God it was good. "Just please... please move."
"Hmm.." he pushed further in, so close to hitting the perfect spot inside you. "I want you to beg. Tell me how bad you want me. How badly you need me to move, to make you feel good. Then" He nipped at your neck, "and only then, will I give you what you want."
And you didn't even care if it made you seem pathetic. Didn't even care if anyone was home to hear, which luckily they weren't. Otherwise, they'd know just how much of a whore you were for your boyfriend. How desperate you were for his dick. "Sebastian, please! Please move. I want you," you groaned, trying to move against him, but being held back by his hands. "I need you to move. God, please, it's been so long, I need you. I'll do anything, just please, let me cum!"
And yet again you were cut off. Except, this time, it was from the sudden sensation of Sebastian slamming himself all the way in, as deep as this position could go. "Good pet. God you feel so good. I love hearing your pretty little moans." You finally could moved, grinding your hips with his in rhythm. A fast, harsh pace. One you were trying so hard to keep up with.
"You're lucky I'm generous. I told you I'd put in all the work, but I suppose this time I'll let it slide." He picked up his work on your neck, slowly kissing down your chest until he was leaving marks everywhere. "You feel so damn good. You're doing amazing sweetheart." He pulled out, just to slam all the way back in. The dirty, breathy moans you screamed were music to his ears.
You didn't think it could get any better. That was until he slid his hand down your waist. Down, down until his fingers circled your clit. Roughly, he pressed his thumb against your bundle of nerves.
You were close. So close. "Sebastian, Sebastian please. I'm going to cum, please just, nghh.. please don't stop, please let me cum" Your hands reached across his back, scratching in as you couldn't help it from the pleasure. You started loosing yourself to the feeling, babble nonsense as you felt the wave of pleasure crash into you.
Your cunt squeezed hard around his dick as you cam, making it so Sebastian shortly followed. His harsh pace against your clit kept your orgasm lasting so long. "You're doing so well, hahh.." This time he was running out of breath. He kept riding you out through both your highs, his spend leaking out where he was inside. The two of you stayed there, panting in each other's arms. You kissed up his chest as he pulled out of you.
"God that was..."
"Amazing?"
"The best." He laughed.
You caught your breath, not wanting to leave this moment. "Where did all of that come from? I mean. Hah. Don't get me wrong that was HOT. But damn Sebastian! Didn't know you had it in you!" You playfully smacked his chest as you laughed, lazing in the afterglow.
"I.." he huffed, "I have no idea. Damn." He let out a harsh laugh. "We are so doing that again."
"Yeah? You liked it rough?"
"Hmm I wouldn't say that." He hovered closer to say face, whispering, "I think I just like seeing you unravel for me. Knowing I was the one who made you moan so loud. Knowing I could drive you so crazy, you couldn't even cum without me."
"Ughhhh God you aren't ever going to let that go, are you?" You slinked down, rolling out from under him.
"Nope! And you can't make me." Sebastian laid next to you. "What do you say we get cleaned up? Get you some water. I wasn't exactly going easy on you."
"Yeah, let's." You smiled at him, but mentally groaned at the fact you'd have to deal with relentless teasing for who even knows how long! It's okay, though. You had a feeling this would happen a lot more frequently now.
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