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At that very moment, no thoughts were in her head. She was engulfed in providing pleasure as it satisfied her to see him in the throws of passion. His moans, curses, and the tension he had in his body were the symphony in the orchestra she was playing. Elle was too invested in him until she felt Ethan dump his cum in her mouth. A bit salty and yet sweet taste overwhelmed her taste buds until she swallowed every bit of it. Not wanting to waste a drop of him.

She pulled out, slurping every bit of his semen and wiping away the saliva that dribbled out of her red lips. She finally caught her breath, her chest heaving, and panties ruined from her arousal. She climbed back on top of him, cupping his face into her hands. "Kiss me." A demand.

“I see you’re the brains as well as the beauty of this partnership,” Ethan quipped, as Elle told him he should cum in her mouth first and then switch to eating her out. Swiftly, Elle wrapped her lips around his cock again and resumed sucking, the motions immediately making Ethan moan as loudly and lustfully as he had before. “Fuck! So fucking good!” he cried also, posture tensing and toes curling whilst Elle bobbed dutifully on his cock, taking him so well each time that his tip kept hitting the back of her throat. 

The additional smooth touch of her hands on his thighs and his balls proved to be the cherry on top, stirring Ethan’s senses in other ways so delightfully whilst he felt himself starting to approach orgasm, the familiar knot in the pit of his stomach rising up within him. Soon, Ethan’s shaky breaths and needy moans mixed in with the squelching and soft whimpers coming from Elle, providing an ideal soundtrack that changed when Ethan felt himself start to unravel. Numerous uses of fuck’ and ‘god’ shot from him in a flurry in the seconds before he finally succumbed, and when he did, Ethan cried out with one last shout before he shot his load, with several thick streams of cum shooting into Elle’s mouth. 

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#midnightsaboteur #c;elle #i; elle&ethan

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She didn't expect Ethan to be so responsive to her touch, moving in closer to where her hand was and the moans that echoed throughout her living room. Her previous partners would moan and groan but not the way Ethan was. He seemed to melt into the touch and showed confidence in his own pleasure. A rarity to see with men these days or at least in her own experience with other partners. As her tongue continued to glide along his cock, she smiled at his desire to treat her like she deserved. It had been a while since anyone had done so. The mere thought of his tongue on her had her cunt aching for it, yearning for touch and pleasure. Squeezing at nothing, she moaned softly at the idea. "Cum in my mouth first then we could finally put your lips to good use." She winked at him, "Let's see if your sweet words could translate to how good you are with your tongue and lips, honey."

Her red lips once again wrapped around his cock but unlike before she sucked him off with more fervor, more desire, and with a goal in mind. Her cheeks hollowed out and her head bobbed quicker down his cock. At the rate she was going, there were times his erection hit the back of her throat causing her to gag but that didn't stop her from giving him the best blow he'd ever get to experience. Her touches continued on as she knew now that he liked it. Smooth hands gliding his thighs, his balls, anywhere to make him remember this moment. Squelching and soft moans from her added to echoes and her thighs pressed together to give her some kind of relief.

Ethan arched his back as soon as he felt Elle touching his stomach and abs, gently pushing himself further into her touch. It was a sign of how he craved such physical affection as a love language, though of course the more obvious indicator of how he liked to be touched came again as he moaned loudly to Elle gliding her tongue along the underside of his cock. 

Despite his obvious arousal, Ethan nevertheless grinned when Elle playfully hinted she’d like to be eaten out. “Yeah?” Ethan replied, adding. “I’d love to worship that undoubtedly beautiful pussy of yours, Elle. Criminal nobody’s treating you like you deserve.” Briefly, he wondered whether she’d want to finish blowing him first or if she’d want to be lavished right away, but regardless, Ethan knew he’d follow her lead. 

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#midnightsaboteur #c;imogen #i; imogen&ethan

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Imogen knew in her core that it wasn't a good idea. It wasn't going to help either of them to meet behind everyone's back. It would most likely put him in the worst light with the other faculty if the two were caught red-handed. She shouldn't agree to it. She shouldn't see him. The only thing that was keeping her from saying no was the devil on her shoulder telling her to throw caution to the wind. It had been going on for years now and they haven't been seen together. Meticulous planning and sneaking out together. They were never seen in broad daylight talking to one another off or on campus if there were classes held.

She made it a point to keep it in the dark so what's one last hurrah going to do. "You're making it difficult to say good bye, Juan." She chuckled as she turned her attention to the crowd of her peers and professors. "I'll see you in your office in 15 minutes, professor."

Juan bit his lower lip and looked into her eyes for a moment. There was an ache in his chest for her and he could hardly keep his eyes off her. He wasn't certain what to say to her anymore. Besides there were certain things he wanted to say to her which wouldn't be proper to speak to her with people around. The male bit his lower lip and looked into her eyes for a moment. Listening to her words stung him in his chest. He wasn't certain what she wanted when it came to their relationship. It was a difficult situation, but deep-down Juan knew very well what he wanted. Taking a deep breath, he shook his head at her. "Doesn't have to be, you know. There's something I want to tell you about us. But I am not certain it's a good idea to say it with people around. Perhaps we can go somewhere private for the rest of the conversation. And if it's the last time for us then at least I can give you a proper goodbye. " He responded to her.

Imogen was a constant for so long in his life that he didn't know what to do without her. At first it was just sex for them, but it developed into something much more. He had actually started caring for her. And the two started spending more and more time with each other. They started sharing conversations with each other and got to know more about each other. It felt nice and good to be with her.

#fxcdboys #c;imogen

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"To throw spice and flare into whatever this is?" Imogen quipped and let out a soft chuckle but given the circumstance, she stopped. She didn't want to be timid. She didn't want to keep it in any longer. She had feelings for Callum whether she liked it or not. "It'll help me figure out whether I should tell you what I really feel or shove it down my throat and pretend that there's nothing between us even though clearly there is."

Callum held his breath for a second letting the question register. Things had started to feel comfortable between them, maybe too comfortable. He couldn't help but sigh, "Why are you asking me that Imogen?" Things had been so incredibly complicated between the two of them, they gave in to feelings they probably shouldn't have and wound up in a tangled mess. "What good will the answer really do?"

#loveofcharacters #c;imogen

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Imogen quirked her brow at his response and took a moment to revel at his words. It shouldn't have gotten this far or this complicated. She should have just cut it in the bud and made it a one-time thing but enjoyed his attention. She enjoyed Juan's touch. The young woman liked the way he treated her and the conversations the two shared. She was sick of high society, socialites, and rich men trying to impress her with shiny rocks and pretty bags. They had expected her to be some kind of snotty and self absorb nepo-baby but he seemed to see past the facade she had.

She took a risk and reached over to squeeze his hand. Just for a moment. It was just for her. "So I suppose this is it then?" Wondering if he felt that this was where it would end.

Juan knew he shouldn't have gotten involved with Imogen in the first place. After all he was her professor, and she was his student. It was wrong for them to be involved in anything else. But he couldn't help himself. Frankly Juan didn't even know how it first started. Just that one thing led to another, and he found himself kissing her for the first time. Sooner or later, they ended up in bed together and since then they had constantly been hooking up with each other. It was a nice escape for him from everything which was why he was with her. But he never expected things to get so complicated between them. At least nobody else knew anything that was going on between them so there was that. He looked into her eyes as he heard her next words and bit his lower lip. He thought about his answer for some time before finally speaking. "Part of me regrets pulling you into a mess. But I don't regret a single second we spent together that's for sure. " He responded to her.

#c;imogen #i; imogen&juan #fxcdboys

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Hearing him moan and writer at her touch was feeding her ego and amusement, it satisfied her to see him responsive to her. It had been a while since she had been intimate with anyone as well. Short-term flings here and there where it would leave her still dissatisfied and yearning for me. She figured it was because she wasn't the kind of woman to just hook up with anyone. She was usually too in her head and felt more at ease with someone she knew. Someone she had a connection with. Ethan's response, his touch, and his presence made their little moment more comfortable and enticing. Her hands reached up to touch his stomach and his abs. Enjoying the feeling and the view, "Glad you are." She answered as her tongue glided along the side of his cock.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you on your knees as well and putting that mouth of yours to good use." She chuckled as the night had only just begun. "I don't think I've had anyone go down on their knees before or even down on me for a very long time." @midnightsaboteur

Ethan continued grunting, whimpering and moaning whilst Elle serviced his cock so dutifully. It had been a while since he’d last had sex, and so every playful tease or sensual action of hers stirred burgeoning lust inside him. Notably, as Elle began fondling his balls, Ethan cried out particularly loudly and began writhing in his place, her motion proving to be the cherry on top for the attentive, enticing blowjob she was giving him. 

When she pulled back for air, Elle’s teasing quip made Ethan laugh. A grin returned to his lips briefly, and he murmured “If I’m enjoying myself too much, then it’s testament to just how good at this you are, sweetheart.” As a result of Elle pumping his cock still, more moans and whimpers were not far behind his words. Another laugh came too when she quipped about his list of fantasies, though her words also inspired Ethan to add “Yeah? Anything you’re thinkin’ of right now, darlin? This should be a two-way thing, no?”

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#midnightsaboteur #c;elle #i; elle&ethan

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open to: anyone

plot: “i slept with you the other day and i didnt know we had a mutual friend and now we’re sitting across each other for brunch and it’s awkward because i ran out when you were asleep”

Imogen couldn't remember much of last night which was a first for her because she usually could hold her liquor well. Her party girl phase would have made her a natural for her night out but she guessed wrong. All she knew that morning was that she had to rush to a little brunch date with her best friend because apparently, she was going to meet the love of her life. At least according to her friend. She raved about how similar the two were and how well they would get along. What she didn't expect was to meet the only memory that wasn't a haze. "You!" She exclaimed as her brows furrowed at the other just the two.

#open rp #indie rp #indie smut rp #c;imogen

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With a slow nod in acknowledgment, Imogen didn't really know what to say. In a room full of her peers and professors, they knew nothing about what had happened between the two. Those who saw them would just see a student and a professor exchanging pleasantries with each other at the university send-off for graduating students. As for Imogen, it was a chapter she never really wanted to finish or close. "Do you regret it?" A loaded question but she needed to know. It wasn't reasonable for either of them to continue a facade and whatever went on between them any longer than they should.

Juan was a little taken aback by her sudden question. He wasn't expecting her to ask such a thing, but he knew he should have seen it coming. He bit his lower lip trying to weigh his answers as he knew the situation was complicated if anything. Their relationship was complicated, and he still had so much to lose which he didn't want to. Not yet anyway. In the end all Juan could do was let out a sigh. "I think about us every day. " He responded.

#fxcdboys #c;imogen #i; imogen&juan

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“Do you ever think about us?" It wasn't a good thing to ask. She knew this. She was ready to risk it all because what does she have to lose? They weren't together. Imogen knew the lines were too blurred, too complicated, and yet here they were trying to untangle every single feeling that they had. It was all or nothing and she was doing her best to be vulnerable for the first time in her life.

#open rp #indie rp #indie smut rp #c;imogen #test museee!

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mimi keene is sooo pretty omg. what if i make a muse? hmmm.

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"Well I thought you've been missing me too much so I decided to grace you with my appearance and company." She quipped with a cheeky grin as her hands gestured to the piece she was wearing. It was a simple but elegant two-piece suit. To others, it might not look glamorous but the majority of what Amira owned wasn't exactly easy to come by. Those with a trained eye would see the woman wearing custom-made designs by artists and known designers. Not that she would brag about it though. "Let them get upset, darling, they're just bitter that I beat them to the chef's table." She shrugged as she leaned against the table. The woman had been out of the country for months now and she desperately missed home. She needed something comforting and her first thought was to dine at Rocky's restaurant.

"I also wanted to congratulate you. Lots of excellent reviews and praises. It might get harder to book this table soon and get some time with ya', chef."

During service hours, a chef’s work was never done, and for Rocky that went beyond just preparing and overseeing desserts to the highest quality. It also meant ensuring hospitality for each and every guest when they needed it, and of all the regulars who came to the restaurant, Amira was one of the richest and most prominent. So, as he heard the familiar, enthusiastic greeting, Rocky looked up and smiled. “I figured you might drop by,” he mused, a light chuckle following. The smile grew on his features as a result of her next question. “Perhaps… I can’t play favourites too much, though. Might upset the other guests,” he teased, another laugh following whilst his smile grew a more knowing smirk given her use of ‘hot shot’. 

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#c;amira #i; amira&rocky #midnightsaboteur

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She didn't know why but the woman shuddered at being called a good girl. It was a lot of firsts with Ethan and she enjoyed being called so. It was as if she could let go of the tough girl act around him and simply be just a woman with needs. A woman who yearns to be satisfied. With that commendation, Elle continued on with hollowed cheeks and licks. Clear determination to please the man she knelt for. His moans and curses fuelled her ego. One hand held him steady while the other started to fondle his balls, "You seem to be enjoying yourself too much." She teased as she released his cock with a pop of her lips.

Her hand continued to pump his cock to give her jaw a bit of rest. She hadn't realized it but her new laced lingerie had now become ruined with how soaked she had gotten. She was so focused on pleasing him that it only dawned on her how her cunt was aching to be touched and pleased. "I think we could check this off of your list of fantasies, E."

His Carolinian accent remained the only lingering hint of Ethan’s southern gentleman persona as Elle began lubricating his cock, the only reactions coming from him being loud, unrepressed moans and occasional, shouted curse words, giving him as salacious a mouth as the act Elle was committing beneath him. 

A particularly prominent “Fuck!” shot from him as soon as he saw and felt Elle wrapping her painted red lips around his member. The subsequent sensation of her taking him into her mouth and bobbing upon his member made Ethan writhe in his place, muscles tensing and more cries coming as sensations of pleasure began running through him. She had a way to go before making him cum, but Ethan knew he’d enjoy every second of the ride. 

Unable to tear his gaze away from Elle with his whole dick stuffed in her mouth, sucking dutifully, Ethan reached down and began stroking her hair before murmuring “Fuck… that’s it, such a good girl for me.”

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#midnightsaboteur #c;elle #i; elle&ethan

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the moment she wrapped her arms around him he instinctively wrapped his own around her waist, holding her close to him. there were times when he wondered why the two had to keep their relationship a secret because it'd been getting a bit harder to keep it under wraps. the constant dodging, the secret meetings, and the time they had apart. though with these thoughts, it would all simmer away when he would feel her lips against his. the sweet reward of jumping through obstacles just to see her. "it's getting harder to even see you, my love." he quipped back as he rested his forehead against hers and his chest heaving. "remind me again why we can't go public? because jumping through bushes and fences is starting to wear me down."

the moment the other walked in, her face lit up. the two had gone through a lot to be together without being caught and she could tell by the way he was panting that he'd dodged anyone and everyone he could to get here. she stepped toward him and wrapped her arms around him, "i missed you too." she announced softly, her hands coming up to cup his face. it'd been a little while since the two had been reunited but she assumed the two would make up for lost time now that they were together again. leaning up and connecting their lips softly, she leaned into him. "it's getting harder and harder to let you go every time you stop by."

#c;harry #blindspct

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It's the 24th here, my loves! Merry Christmas!

#occ

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elena was singing her heart out on the karaoke machine with her family singing along. she had decided to invite everyone who didn't have plans so she didn't feel alone this christmas. it was the first christmas she wasn't with jeremiah but more so it was the first time he was away this long. she didn't want to think about it or dwell on the worry she had. thoughts on whether he was okay, was he lonely, or if he had eaten had filled her head when the house was quiet. so the solution? food, music, and family.

everyone's head turned when they heard a cough and a familiar sound. elena dropped everything and squealed in excitement, running to him to embrace her husband. "oh my god!" she exhaled in relief he was okay but proceeded to hit his shoulder. "you're not supposed to be home! there's fuckin' storm! you could have gotten hurt!"

he was worried he wouldn't make it home in time . a snow storm increasingly getting worse throughout his travels making his attendance questionable . yet , here he was , dragging his luggage down the warm corridor a little before midnight . snow melting and tracking his movements as he inched closer towards his final destination for the evening . the sound of someone trying to out sing the artist of some holiday classic seeping through the apparently thin walls . their vocals only getting louder after he opened the door , quietly closing it behind him as he watched the other perform with a loving grin on his features . that was until he started coughing , drawing attention to his arrival and halting their private moment . “ nah , nah . . . don't let me interrupt you . you were getting to the good part . ”

open to [ . . . ] all ( f if romantic ) . muse info [ . . . ] jeremiah toribio ( man.ny mon.tana ) . late thirties . boxer . heterosexual . prompt w/ suggested connection(s) [ . . . ] catches his ( girlfriend , fiancee , wife , close friend , family member , etc . ) singing and dancing to christmas songs ╱ from .

#hope its ok! #c;elena #i; elena&jeremiah #spicecbinet

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one of the many indulges amira allows herself to have is eating at one of her favorite upscale restaurants. being an heiress to a multi-billion dollar company, the price was never an issue but more so if she could fit it into her schedule with the projects she'd been working on. today was her lucky day she strutted into the kitchen as they were able to book her for the chef's table. one of the other favorites is the chef behind the amazing food, "heeeeey!" in her most enthusiastic tone, she sat down by the booth and smirked. amira didn't know whether the chef did like her presence or not but it didn't matter to her she enjoyed his presence and banter even if it may not be reciprocated. "you miss me, hot shot?" ( @midnightsaboteur )

#c;amira #midnightsaboteur #hope its ok!

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Other than he was built like Adonis, she was thoroughly surprised and pleased with the fact that his cock was the same. For a writer, she didn't expect him to be quite so fit. Once again, no complaints from her end and she just switched off her brain. She just wanted to focus on the present and enjoy herself which she barely did. She felt like a woman for the first time in ages. Her femininity and sexuality are all being praised by an old friend she didn't expect to develop such strong feelings for.

Her tongue made its way to cover every inch of his cock, feeling all the ridges and veins it had. She lubricated him enough before she went on to wrap her painted red lips on it. She hummed as her head bobbed up and down his erection, getting deeper and deeper down her throat. She didn't know how much she could take but she was a stubborn woman who didn't know when to give up. (@midnightsaboteur )

“You’re reading my mind. Nice to know we’re on the same page,” Ethan quipped teasingly, another laugh following from him. After the second spank, he made a point of smoothly running his hand over her rear to help soothe the stinging area, though as Elle began undoing his top, Ethan leant back to allow her all the access she needed, his grin practically plastered to his features. Elle wasted no time in stripping him down, but they still talked as she did so, her sensual question about being fucked like a whore but treated like a princess drawing another laugh from Ethan. “Your wish is my command, darling,” he told her, adding “Consider yourself my princess for the night, with a lot of hot and filthy sex thrown in…”

He kissed her back, a wink also following from him before he finally shrugged his jacket and shirt off, leaving his muscular torso bare before her. Elle said nothing as she worked on his trousers and boxers, but Ethan smirked nevertheless as more of his flesh was revealed, culminating in her pulling his boxers down to let his thick, hard cock spring free. Her use of a curse word and their swift eye contact made Ethan chuckle approvingly, his eyes alight with simultaneous mischief and desire. “You like what you see, babe?” Ethan teased, a moan swiftly coming when he felt her lick his tip. “You can probably tell how much I like the look of you…”

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#bc i forgot i had this gif im gonna use it here even if it has no relevance hahaha #i; elle&ethan #c;elle #midnightsaboteur