warnings!! smut no plot, if you hate it pls don't read (；ＴДＴ), riding, missionary, overstim, mentions of blood, mentions of cum, unprotected sex, rough sex, implied hate sex if you squint, minors dni.
word count: 457 (very short)
author’s note: sry for any bad grammar/missed warnings/etc., this is my first writing so please forgive me if its not that good ✧ദ്ദി( ˶^ᗜ^˶ )
Only the walls know how long the two of you have been going at this already, or how you got into this predicament.
Vergil squeezes at the base of one wing with one rough hand, just where the scapular of the wing meets the most susceptible part of your back, causing you to let out a stubborn mewl in return.
Your eyes began to well up tears in mild frustration as you rode him, fingers digging in his bare shoulders until your nails were coated in a bold crimson. He had his forehead up against yours, noses touching, lips barely a breath away from shutting you up.
Despite that you let out another weak moan, your core tightening once again after telling yourself that you’ve already reached your limit. Vergil slips his other hand down to your hip, making them grind up against him slowly, but enough to make your legs tremble against the chair.
That insufferable heat builds up in your stomach, feeling it build pressure every time his size moves inside, stretching you to the fullest and making you sing unholy sounds. Finally he had enough, closing the remaining distance of skin in a rough manner without warning. You weren’t the only one who was close, and this tempo won’t do.
Suddenly Vergil gets up, pushing you against the table with him still inside. His hips meet yours in an unforgivable pace, the sounds of skin against skin quickly filling up the room even before you could process it. You felt your core snapping, gushing around his cock with a muted cry before going limp. Your body giving up as you processed the sin you’ve just committed, gasping for air as he didn’t bring himself to stop.
Your legs wrap around his hips, quietly mewling his name repeatedly like a prayer as he then takes his time to pursue you, taking in the way you stutter and arch your back a bit, or even the way your wings were trembling from how you were completely exposed inside and out. Vergil lets out a grunt, holding onto your hips as he feels himself draw closer, hips faltering out of its steady rhythm as he emptied himself inside of you. Thick cum fills you to the brim, making you let out a small sob as it starts to fill every crevice he couldn’t have reached.
Finally he answers your little whimpers, his lips pressed against your temple as his hand cradles your face to keep you in place. Your lungs slowly stopped heaving, leaving you as a warm, cum leaking mess. Ugh. Sensing your dissatisfaction, he pulls away so the both of you can see each other after a compromising situation this turned out.
what pizza chain would dante eat from/ his favorite pizza chain
this is a funny question, but it's really funny to picture dante eating at little caesars when they used to have 5 dollar hot n ready pizza lololololol ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
warnings!! smut no plot, if you hate it pls don't read (；ＴДＴ), riding, missionary, overstim, mentions of blood, mentions of cum, unprotected sex, rough sex, implied hate sex if you squint, minors dni.
word count: 457 (very short)
author’s note: sry for any bad grammar/missed warnings/etc., this is my first writing so please forgive me if its not that good ✧ദ്ദി( ˶^ᗜ^˶ )
Only the walls know how long the two of you have been going at this already, or how you got into this predicament.
Vergil squeezes at the base of one wing with one rough hand, just where the scapular of the wing meets the most susceptible part of your back, causing you to let out a stubborn mewl in return.
Your eyes began to well up tears in mild frustration as you rode him, fingers digging in his bare shoulders until your nails were coated in a bold crimson. He had his forehead up against yours, noses touching, lips barely a breath away from shutting you up.
Despite that you let out another weak moan, your core tightening once again after telling yourself that you’ve already reached your limit. Vergil slips his other hand down to your hip, making them grind up against him slowly, but enough to make your legs tremble against the chair.
That insufferable heat builds up in your stomach, feeling it build pressure every time his size moves inside, stretching you to the fullest and making you sing unholy sounds. Finally he had enough, closing the remaining distance of skin in a rough manner without warning. You weren’t the only one who was close, and this tempo won’t do.
Suddenly Vergil gets up, pushing you against the table with him still inside. His hips meet yours in an unforgivable pace, the sounds of skin against skin quickly filling up the room even before you could process it. You felt your core snapping, gushing around his cock with a muted cry before going limp. Your body giving up as you processed the sin you’ve just committed, gasping for air as he didn’t bring himself to stop.
Your legs wrap around his hips, quietly mewling his name repeatedly like a prayer as he then takes his time to pursue you, taking in the way you stutter and arch your back a bit, or even the way your wings were trembling from how you were completely exposed inside and out. Vergil lets out a grunt, holding onto your hips as he feels himself draw closer, hips faltering out of its steady rhythm as he emptied himself inside of you. Thick cum fills you to the brim, making you let out a small sob as it starts to fill every crevice he couldn’t have reached.
Finally he answers your little whimpers, his lips pressed against your temple as his hand cradles your face to keep you in place. Your lungs slowly stopped heaving, leaving you as a warm, cum leaking mess. Ugh. Sensing your dissatisfaction, he pulls away so the both of you can see each other after a compromising situation this turned out.
okok i never once actually do make up by myself w/o someone doing it for me or buying makeup in this case. So this is a huge question please don't slime me out for this:
What make up products do you use for gyaru gal make up?
I feel like i have a short basic understanding of what i do need like white eyeliner, eye lashes, and concealer but i don't know what products r really good for me and i can't seem to find a good tut
whoever stumbles upon this small ramble i hope can help me (ㅠ﹏ㅠ).
So back in 2005, I saved up my own money, dollar by dollar, scrimping and saving every nickel and quarter, to buy my very first "just for me" video game- Devil May Cry 3. It was the first game I ever finished by myself, on my own, never having watched anyone else play it before. It was tough, and SUPER frustrating at points, but I loved it. The whole thing was a very special experience for me and that game holds an important place in my heart,
A few years after finishing it, I was talking to a friend who had just played it. He was saying how he dumped all of his orbs (game currency) into upgrading his minimum health pool and how he wanted to start over with a different build.
I stared at him.
"Wait, what?"
He repeated- he dumped all his orbs into increasing his minimum HP and just tanked a bunch of stuff.
That was when I realized that you could upgrade your minimum health. I had not noticed that you could spend orbs to do that. I spent them on everything else OTHER than upgrading my health bar.
I literally spent so so so frikkin long beating the game with MINIMUM. HP. I WOULD HAVE HAD SAVED SO MUCH TIME AND ENERGY IF I HAD JUST FRIKKIN NOTICED THAT INCREASING MY MINIMUM HEALTH WAS EVEN AN OPTION. NO WONDER I HAD TO REDO THE SAME FIGHTS 20 TIMES. NO WONDER EVERYTHING WAS SO. DIFFICULT. I COMPLETELY just missed a crucial element to gameplay and specs and I basically played the game entirely incorrectly, exerting WAY more effort to get the same results as anyone who actually took time to examine the obvious upgrade options.
Anyway, that's what discovering that I have ADHD in my 30s has been like.
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