TO BE EATEN ALIVE ੭ a 2023, soul r&b album made by luvrgirl KORA. 20teen. black-american. 𝓈ﾉher. isfp. zayne’s pretty headache ꮽꮾ xavier’s wifey. this entire album is lads centric and marked as explicit.
CAUTION : this album only sells to streamers over 18. minors do not interact or get banned ! creator of album will interact with dark content ( writing ノㅤㅤ reblogging) not spoiler free!
you’re a June gemini just like Caleb!! how does it feel being one step closer to 21?? 🤭 and i’m just realizing the date of your pinned post is your birthday… 💀
THANK YOU SO MUCHH NONNIE 🦢 it literally feels like i’m being edged so bad, if only i could be born a year earlier i could be legally drinking in a bar right now shahsjajdn 😪😪
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KORA!!! enjoy your day pretty, do you have any plans in your schedule?? 🫣— 🎀
THANK YOU SO MUCH BOW NONNIE 🦢 and yes i doooo, i went on a date with boyfie today and he’s supposed to be getting me something else, and ontop of that im getting shitfaced currently! but i also have plans until likeeee…. the end of this month? this is the busiest birthday i’ve ever had icl 😭
hiii this is the previous anon who was scared to download lads
update: i downloaded it not too long ago, and the game is going good so far!! i wish i had third myths to through trials better but despite me being scared of my bf judging me, he actually gives me money so i can buy the aurum pass!! (did I spell that that right..)
NOW THIS IS WHAT THE FANS WANT TO SEEE not only did you download the game but your bf also supports it aaaa!! i’m glad your enjoying the game so far, also who’s your main :o
HAIII LOVELY I MISS AND LOVE YOU TOO and omg????? i actually reposted this art a couple hours before you blessed my inbox LMAOAOA but im still drenched nonetheless 🤤🤤 the dog tags mmmm the bite mark around his nipple mmmm caleb put it in meeeee 🤤🤤🤤
TW. masturbation (m + f), missionary, RAWWWW (GUYS WRAP IT BEFORE U TAP IT), he has like a thing for you scratching him till he bleeds?? okay bye
contrary to popular belief, xavier was loud. not in the traditional way of laughing too hard or talking over people, no, xavier made everything else loud.
when he’d answered your roommate ad, he’d been quiet as a mouse. honestly, it was half the reason you’d accepted him so fast. soft-spoken, polite, clean? in this economy?
within the first few weeks, though, you realized he wasn’t quiet at all.
music blasting through paper-thin walls, horror movies at a criminally high volume, youtube shorts playing on max like headphones were a nuisance—no wonder he seemed silent. he surrounded himself with enough noise to do the talking for him.
unfortunately for you, he was perfect in every other way.
he never left the kitchen dirty (mostly because he never actually used it) and your share of the bills was always paid before you even remembered they existed. compared to everyone else your age who treated deadlines like vague suggestions, you decided you could live with the noise.
plus…he wasn’t that bad.
he was funny, had annoyingly good taste in tv shows, and, unfortunately, he was attractive. like, really fucking hot.
any time you actually managed to get irritated with him, he’d stroll out of the bathroom with a towel hanging dangerously low around his waist, droplets sliding down sharp v-lines and a sculpted stomach that sat directly at your eye level making you forget whatever you had been upset about in the first place.
all things considered, he wasn’t the worst.
except for nights like this.
you heard it before you’d even gotten your keys out of your pocket, muffled dialogue leaking through your apartment walls the second you stepped inside.
you dropped your bag by the couch, trying to ignore it as you looked through the fridge for something to eat. ‘it’ll be over by the time i’m in bed’ you repeated like a mantra, beginning dinner while scrolling on your phone. the noise blurred into the background the same way all of xavier’s noise eventually did, until it didn’t.
because when you crawled into bed an hour later, freshly showered and in comfortable pyjamas, it was still going.
you stared at the ceiling.
another muffled sound drifted through the wall as your eyes narrowed. with a long sigh, you shoved your blankets aside and dragged yourself down the hallway, mentally preparing the speech already sitting on the tip of your tongue.
you lifted your hand towards his door, about to twist knob until you heard a moan…of your name.
what the fuck?
heat crawled up your neck as you eavesdropped, the sound of skin slapping becoming increasingly apparent.
“fuck starlight” his voice whined, spitting into his hand before the wet slaps resumed. “so fuckin’ good for me”
your mouth felt dry. of course you thought xavier was hot, but had the feeling always been mutual?
you leaned forward with an ear pressed against the door, eyes squinting in an attempt to hear better. his bed creaked repeatedly before letting out a final grunt, inconsistent thrusts slowing down until everything fell silent.
the sound of footsteps padding across the floor jolted you from your thoughts. your body moved on instinct, dropping onto the couch just as his bedroom door opened.
“hey, star,” he smiled.
completely normal, relaxed, like the sound of his voice—his groans—wasn’t still rattling through your skull. his chest gleamed faintly with sweat as he looked at you.
“night,” you blurted, fleeing to the safety of your room before he could respond.
your heart raced through the night, replaying the way he’d sounded until embarrassment slowly curdled into irritation.
not only was xavier loud in the apartment, now he had to be loud in your fucking head too?
by the time you were getting ready for work, you’d settled on a new objective: torture him back. it was only fair.
the sound of someone clearing their throat snapped you back to the present. your tea had gone cold between your hands while you sat glaring at xavier’s unfairly perfect back.
his muscles shifted as he washed last night’s dishes before casually pouring himself a bowl of cereal. you were still brainstorming ways to make him suffer when you realized he’d been talking to you.
“whats running through that pretty head?” he asked far too smoothly. you rolled your eyes automatically, a snarky response already forming before your plan clicked into place.
slowly, you stood from your seat at the island, dumping your cold tea into the sink before letting your hands settle on his shoulders.
his muscles tensed beneath your palms, the tiny reaction making satisfaction curl warmly in your chest.
“just thinking about what a nice view this is to wake up to.”
he nearly choked on the spoon in his mouth.
you didn’t stick around to admire your work though, skipping off to finish getting ready before leaving for work with a smug grin pulling at your lips.
usually your shifts dragged by, but today flew. you stepped through the apartment door practically buzzing, kicking off your shoes, until the silence hit you.
xavier worked evenings.
your smile faltered as you remembered he wouldn’t be home until well past midnight.
with a sigh, you reheated leftovers, set aside a portion for the villain you unfortunately lived with, and spent the next hour meal prepping for the week.
eventually, you started toward your room only to pause at the sight of Xavier’s door slightly cracked open.
slowly, you drifted toward it, leaning against the frame as you took in the comfortable mess of his room.
a few abandoned pairs of shoes crowded the corner, but aside from that, he was annoyingly tidy. the bed was made, his nightstand was almost empty, save for the remote and a bottle of water. simple, very…him.
against your better judgment, you stepped inside. the room smelled like clean linen and something distinctly Xavier.
your eyes landed on the bed. you hated that your thoughts immediately betrayed you, your brain transporting you back to hearing him tangled in those sheets.
before you could overthink it, you sat down, the mattress dipping beneath your weight being much softer than you expected.
your hand ran absently across the blanket, suddenly overwhelmed by how much of him seemed to linger in the room. slowly relaxing into the warmth of his bed, you inched your hand across your own skin, nerves lighting up with every movement. your breath caught as you went back to last night, imagining your roommate in his bed doing the same.
fabric rustled as your legs fell open, a hand slipping below your pants to alleviate the heat building. your fingers met wet skin before dipping in, circling your clit as a shaky exhale left your mouth.
“x-xav…” you whined, eyes tightly shut as you continued to please yourself. the shame of doing this in his bed had you dangerously close already, hand speeding up while clutching the sheets below you.
a whimper fell from your throat, nearly falling over the edge until the sound of a bag hitting the ground snapped your eyes open.
“don’t stop on my account, looked like you were close”
you shrieked as you scrambled for the blanket, attempting to regain a sense of decency. “why are you here?!” you shouted, heat rushing to your cheeks as your eyes scanned the room for anything else to look at.
xavier chuckled, pulling his sleeves up as he took a step to the bed. “me?” he questioned, voice dripping with amusement. “this is my room, starlight. why are you here?”
you stuttered while trying to come up with an excuse, pulling the sheets impossibly higher and praying the bed would just swallow you whole.
his feet padded across the room, stopping just before the bed with his shadow cast above you.
“had me thinking of you all day, y’know that? made me think i was going crazy, but you wanted me just as bad huh?”
the immediate shake of your head earned a scoff from him, his fingers lifting your chin to make eye contact. “don’t fuckin’ lie to me.”
your eyes widened, heat building between your thighs once again at the harsh tone he spoke with.
“h-heard you the other day, i’m sorry but then couldn’t stop thinking about it and—“
you spoke a mile a minute, only slowing down when xavier took a seat next to you.
he nodded, tongue in his cheek while he looked at you. “took you long enough. can’t believe you didn’t notice the missing panties or teddy first”.
eyebrows quirked, you looked around his room before he pulled a box from beneath his bed, opening it to reveal several pairs of your underwear, along with the first plushie he won for you from the claw machine.
your mouth dried at the sight, a chill wracking through your body as you watched xavier pull out a light blue pair.
“these ones are my favourite” he mumbled, moving it to his nose just for you to lunge at him in an attempt to stop. in your panic, you forgot to keep the blanket held up, landing in his lap.
the two of you stared at each other for a while before he broke the silence. “you’re right…”, his voice merely above a whisper, “don’t need them when i have the real thing”.
his lips inched closer to yours, breath fanning across your face until you closed the distance between you two. he groaned against your mouth, a hand immediately shooting up to press you even closer. you shook as his tongue entered your mouth, eagerly lapping up as much as he could before withdrawing from you, a string of spit connecting you to him.
kisses pressed down your neck before landing at your breasts, lifting your shirt for full access. his pupils dilated at the realization you had no bra on, not wasting another second before enveloping a nipple in his mouth. he moaned at your taste, using his other hand to knead the neglected breast.
your mind raced as you tried to process what was going on, completely enamoured by your roommates bold behaviour.
“touch yourself”
the vibrations against your chest made you look down at him, confused on the order.
“let me see what you were doing before i got here”
you blushed as he let you off his lap, your pants falling as you stood before him. he sat back, hands bracing against the bed before he nodded towards his lap. “don’t get shy on me now, starlight.”
you straddled his thighs once more, this time moving your own hand to grope your breasts, fingers trailing towards your heat. he licked his lips while grabbing your thighs, grip bruising.
slick lined your thighs as you began to slowly circle your clit once more, the heat of his body below you egging you on.
“xav..” you whined, head falling to his shoulder in embarrassment.
“don’t do that, waited so long for this”
your hand sped up at the sound of his hoarse voice, hips jumping in sensitivity the longer you went. just as you were about to reach the edge, he pulled your hand away, bringing your fingers to his lips.
running his tongue across your fingers, xavier threw you on his bed before beginning to undress himself, the absence of his pants revealing a large bulge with a prominent wet spot already at the tip.
you began to second think the situation, wondering if it would ruin your dynamic as roommates until he pressed his lips against yours once more, sucking on your tongue as he pressed himself against your bare cunt.
“my star…” he groaned, pushing his boxers down and letting his cock slap against your wet heat.
your hips jumped at the sensation, his tip catching on your entrance from the action leaving the both of you moaning. “hurry…” you mumbled, still shy despite how exposed you were.
xavier smirked at the command, grabbing the base of his cock before slapping it on your swollen nub. “demanding stuff from me?” he questioned, continuing his ministrations and relishing in the way you convulsed. “after being so dirty on my bed, you’re telling me to just fuck you already? here i thought you were a good girl…”
you pouted at the tone in his voice, hands running up snd down his bare shoulders as you stared up with doe eyes. “i’m sorry, xav…please? put it in?”
he blushed at the lewd words spoken with such a sweet voice, nodding as he lined himself up and slowly sank into you.
“oh fuck, starlight. better than i ever thought,” he spoke, veins in his neck bulging with the restraint he was exerting to not bottom out in one thrust. when you finally felt the hairs at the base of his cock rub against your clit, you felt fuller than ever. “s-so big” you moaned, scratching down his back causing xavier to begin fucking in and out of you, thrusts becoming erratic with each movement.
“h-harder” he cried, one hand grabbing his headboard for more leverage to thrust into you. “fuck, scratch me harder angel, wanna bleed”
you nodded desperately, running your nails down his back with more force, cunt throbbing when he let out a pornstar like moan. “holy sh-shit…fuck, again please. punish me for being a creep baby.”
you felt his thumb come down to rub at your clit, bringing you close to the climax you’d been denied twice already.
your nails gripped at his skin again, harsher than before. feeling the skin beneath them give in, you brought them down to the base of his back, finally falling over the edge as he pressed down on your clit the same time a tear fell from his eyes.
“f-fuck that hurts, feels s’good, gonna fill you up” he chanted against your neck, spurts of cum spraying inside you in time with the droplets of blood running down his spine.
you laid below him as the two of you rode out your respective orgasms. the sound of heavy breathing was the only audible thing in the room as his cock twitched inside you, slowly hardening once more.
