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#*praise kink tag*
grogumaximus · 28 days
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sydsliftingface · 1 year
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lol
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viviaj · 3 months
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a man who just wants you and needs you and would do anything for you (gone sexual)
// this is a self-insert.. it can be abt anyone u want ;3 !! but if u need some help: atsumu, kaeya, zoro, wriothesely, shoyo.. literally anyone that’s funny but also ;) KUROO
he’s been making you laugh all night. lighthearted conversation not slowing down, and countless attempts at getting you to roll your eyes at him. he looks good, too, like, casual good. black sweats and freshly washed hair.
he’s sitting on your bed, feet flat on the floor looking up at you as you go about your business. he’s a strange guy, he says something unfunny, yet its hard to not laugh. its cringey and genuinely stupid, yet comforting all the same.
you’ve been parading some new clothes on for yourself, styling pieces for him to nod and approve at. the way you move around is everything to him. he could just watch you, permanently. he wouldn’t need his phone, or a book or a computer. just you.
and that has him hard in his pants. just watching you do your thing, your glow from previously being out, with friends and at the shops— it didn’t matter.
“hey,”
“yeah?” you cheerily turn toward him, eager to keep conversation alive.
“come here,” his smile has you complicit, walking over to him, “wanna sit?”
you look down.
eyes fluttering between how hard he is and his eyes— at how fast this all changed. he’s so pretty and you just want to nod and nod and nod to him, that you’d do anything with him.
“yes, i do. yeah, okay. i don’t wanna hurt you, though, so—”
“here,” he interrupts you, guiding your hips down, “yeah, just like that,” the genuine smile on his face gives you courage.
neither of you dare to move once you’re fully sat, no one shifting or grinding, just resting on each other.
“do you feel what you do to me?” he almost laughs in exasperation. everything he says is so genuine, “i’m hard just thinking about you.” the honesty hurts.
the man underneath you is everything. he’s so sincere now that he’s not trying to make you laugh, not trying to make you roll your eyes at the stupid things he says. he doesn’t have to work for your attention.
“can i move?” you whisper, his cock so painfully there. your eyes don’t move from his.
“yeah, just— shit,” he hisses, “fuck. slowly. just rock back and forth a little.”
and it’s so easy. it’s so easy and he’s looking right at you and he’s telling you how good it feels, and god, don’t you know how long he’s wanted this for?
“is this okay? i mean, does it feel good? am i doing—”
“perfect,” he reaches a hand up to the back of your head, “it’s perfect.” his large hand pulls your head down to his, face to face with what you’re doing, who you’re doing.
he looks down at your lips, breaking the unbreakable eye contact you’d had so far, and presses his lips against yours. your hips stutter here and there, unused to the motion, but desperate to keep it there.
“let me take care of you.”
you nod.
his hands are polite on your hips, firm in how he handles you. he slides himself to the head of the bed, patting right between his open legs.
“saved you a spot,” he grins. and you remember this is the same man from an hour ago. you roll your eyes, yet sit right there, your back pressed to his chest, “this okay?” he says with his hands so close to your waistband. you nod again.
“you’re very compliant with me.” he says, and there’s nothing— no words, that could justify that. because he’s right, “i almost expected you to laugh at me more.” his slender fingers dip beneath your clothes, and he’s kind of an asshole, but he’s touching you so nicely.
“oh,” you grab onto his wrist, “feels good,” he nods against your skin.
his other hand just wants to feel you. the outside of your neck, the crease in your elbow. the curve of your ear, the shape of your breasts.
it’s obsessive.
your head drops onto his shoulder, your eyes turning to meet his and you realise he’s been looking at you this whole time. you avert your eyes, a slight red brushing your cheeks.
he’s still looking at you with a slight smile on his face. “you shy?”
“a little,” you reply for integrity’s sake.
he absolutely beams.
all the while you can feel him right against your back. he’s right there. just playing with you, hooked on every whimper and moan and twitch he can get from you.
“i’ve been waiting so long for you, you have no idea.” his sincerity is overwhelming and so are his fingers.
you nod. because that’s all you can do. “another, another. please.” you pant towards him.
“another what? tell me what you want.” he’s smiling, you can feel it.
“finger. please. can i, please?” oh, he melts. your voice softening for him and your body tense against his cock, he feels like he’s going to cum in his pants. he might.
“of course. whatever you want.” his free hand glides against your jaw, fingers grazing the side of your neck. he needs to kiss it, and bite it and leave something there. maybe as proof that this is real, that he has you how he wants you. feeling good.
so he does, he laps at your neck slowly. his fingers don’t stop fingering you, but he raises his thumb to rub at you. and that has you really going. twitching back into him, jumpy moans and sweet noises coming from you, uncontrollably it seems. your hand goes to cover your mouth.
“don’t ruin a good thing, baby. move your hand. let me hear you.”
“it’s embarrassing,” you stutter out.
he grins again, teeth grazing your neck. “i know. it’s okay.”
and it’s when you cum, with hips bucking and hand gripped onto his wrist, that he doesn’t stop.
tears well up in your eyes, “i came. i came, i came,” you chant, maybe he didn’t notice, maybe he didn’t realise.
“i know.” there’s no emotion in his voice, he’s so concentrated, so invested in what he can get out of you. what sounds, what actions, the way you move. it’s like he’s on a timer, he only has so much of it with you and he needs to milk it to its fullest.
“it’s sensitive, please. it’s too much,” tears well up in your eyes.
“you gonna cry?”
you nod against him.
“i’m sorry,” he presses his lips to where he’s bitten your neck, “brave girl. tough it out.”
what he says leaves you with no choice. something clicks in your head and you nod over and over again.
you whine and cry, blubbering words and sentences that don’t make sense. sensing that you’re going to cum again, you push against his fingers.
“don’t. stay still.”
“i can’t,” you whine, “i can’t again.”
“you can.” he smiles. he smiles and smiles and all you can do is twitch and cry out.
and when you cum for him again, pleasure overwhelming every part of you, he flips you onto your back, strong hands gently laying you back.
“my turn,” his grin melts as he presses the head of his cock into you. he preens at the feeling of you hugging him, “oh fuck. feels perfect. you’re perfect.”
your eyes scrunch closed, blubbering like someone who’s forgotten speech.
he’s sliding in and out of you, wanting to feel every single centimetre of himself in you. it’s heaven and he can’t believe that this will have to end.
your head starts to hit the soft headboard, tears still pilled up from the overstimulation on your body.
and then it just stops. he pulls out of you.
“back to you baby,” his hands slide against you once more, and you know it’s going to end with you sobbing against him.
a fun night.
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vivianacht · 1 month
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the lady of Nevermore and her knight.
(i blame @franouo for this. you’ve influenced me😔✨🧚‍♀️)
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i just think they’re so sweet and… stuff 😁✨🧚‍♀️🦋🪄❤️✨✨✨✨✨
i draw brienne like this to give a little reference to the books , if you’re curious about her scars and freckles. i also don’t think larissa would have any scars , and in this universe i think brienne would be juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust a smidge taller , not by much , but enough.
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romanreigns · 2 months
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puppyy-love · 5 months
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TW DRUG USE
Hhhhnnnghhn…
Hole training session with my dom the other day
I can’t stop thinking about it,,
They got me all high and puppy brained-
Told me to get on my knees on the bed for them so they could take a look at my puppyparts
Thinking about all the reassurance they gave me because I knew it was gonna hurt but I was so eager anyways
They got me all ready and lubed up, rubbing their cold fingers over my hole, getting me to relax for them
They hooked one arm around my thigh to keep me still so they could start stretching me
Them telling me “Just take a deep breath okay puppy? Ready? Deep breath in, oh doing so good for me baby” as they gently push the smallest toy of the set into me while I exhaled
It was uncomfortable but I was too high and needy to care
We went up 3 sizes and I was doing so good, taking it so well
It hurt but I was being so good for them
They were so good at explaining everything they were doing to their stupid puppy, making sure I wasn’t ever *too* uncomfortable
When we had finally sized up the the third toy, they pulled out a vibrator and held it to my clit to force me to relax
The feeling of being painfully stretched out for them while my clit was getting attention,, I don’t know how I didn’t cum right then
Once I had gotten used to the feeling of having the toy stretching me out, they started to gently fuck me with it
I was too high to protest, just a stupid needy puppy being held in place and having my ass fucked from behind while they forcefully kept the vibrator on my clit
“Good boy, you take it so well honey, you’re doing so good for me” they praised me over and over
I can’t wait until I’m stretched enough to let them use me over and over again…
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oxtoblur · 26 days
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Drunk Chuuya: 1
Dazai: 0
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mis4dv3nture · 3 months
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so, we all agree, Phantom has a praise kink
poor lil bug just wants to be good :(
desperately trying to please his partners in order to hear those damn words
"good boy"
he used to don't care about anything else, just wanted to be good
until, while he's riding Rain, the water ghoul just stares at him in total admiration and, with the whiniest dreamiest voice he tells him
"you're so beautiful"
oh, rainy, he's so stupidly in love
Phantom cums so hard he almost blacks out
yeah, maybe he doesn't just wanna be good
he likes to be praised
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hazbinstohell · 3 months
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Alastor…laying it on THICK…
Also, Charlie needs more praise… look at how happy she gets…
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assassyart · 7 months
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revelation.
ohhhh it's embarrassing how i always come back to these two
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grogumaximus · 4 months
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housewifebuck · 8 months
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hits like ecstasy
rating: e | pairing: buddie | wc: 3818
summary:
Much to Buck’s continued mortification, it doesn’t end there. Eddie keeps finding every opportunity to praise him, whether on his appearance, or his cooking, or his actions on a call, and Buck’s body keeps responding like that of a horny teenager.
For the life of him, he can’t seem to figure out if Eddie’s always been this verbally appreciative, or if something has changed. It’s not like Eddie never says nice things to him, but this feels bigger somehow, more intentional. He watches the rest of the team surreptitiously whenever it happens at work, and nobody else seems to have any reaction whatsoever to Eddie saying things like,‘you’re so good at that,’ when Buck does something as simple as successfully flipping a pancake in a frying pan. 
or: eddie starts complimenting buck...a lot. surely he has no ulterior motive.
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van1llam1lkk · 7 months
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Kinktober week 2 — Virgins
[ nsfw | CW ; First time, missionary, praise, body worship, Size difference, mentions of breeding, cream pie, pussy drunk, light overstim, Oral(F receiving), themes of making it fit, cock warming at the end, Dubcon(just in case) ]
Male x Female Reader
a/n ; I've been going through brain rot about sweet ol' virgins with big dicks... which is really the only excuse as to why Fujio exists now.
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wc ; 2.1k
Synopsis — Loosing your virginity to your equally inexperienced big dick boyfriend... That's it.
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Your fingers smooth over the ivory silk, tips tickled by the fine threads, "You don't think it's..." You trail off into a unfinished question eyes flickering over to his.
He stays silent for the most part, gingerly grabbing your hands and stopping them from running over the wrinkles in the fabric in favor of pulling them above your head.
"We can probably still trade it back in—" You continue on, nervously squirming under his intense gaze.
"No... You look pretty in this." He mumbles softly, "And it's only fair to dress you up like a princess, right?" He asked, tilting his head. You hesitantly nod, trying to relax your body.
He looked so pretty from this angle, pinning you against the soft mattress, observant eyes undressing you. It was a little unnerving honesty, Fujio wasn't the type of person to be this... Quiet.
But considering this was your first time, with each other. With him it makes some sense as to how serious he is being.
A soft warm kiss is planted against your temple, letting his weight settle in between your legs. "I can't believe this is all for me." He whispers, a shaky quiver entering his words.
Large hands wonder down your body, playing with frills and squeezing at anything they could get on- Chest, hips, thighs.
A strained whimper escapes your lips as his hands trailed down your body, the soft touch of his fingers as they explored your curves making you shiver.
You swear— with how hard your heart heart is pounding you might have a heart attack.
He leans down, soft lips pressing up against yours. Even with his position you can still feel how anxious he is, carful with every movement as if you you'd break if he made one wrong move.
You lean into the kiss, it's different gentle and passionate. Only familiar to the many nights you two spent grinding against each other eager for one's warmth.
Your hands entangled themselves into his long black hair, lightly tugging on the strands until a soft groan escapes into the kiss.
His hands worm their way in between your thighs teasing your clit beneath the ivory colored silk. Applying only the bare minimum of pressure to get you whimpering into the kiss- whimpers that he greedily eats up.
Eventually he pulls away, panting heavily. Gaze lingering on your face before looking down at your sex where his hand was busy teasing.
Thumb swiping over your sensitive nub. Lust filled eyes admiring how your panties started dampening. "Your so pretty." He breathes out in a sigh, letting his free hand come down to hold your squirming hips still.
You blush, shifting your gaze away from his intense stare in favor of looking at the ceiling. "N-Not as pretty as you." You stammer out, unable to think straight with the how frustrated your getting with the minimal pressure he's using — Enough to have you whimpering and shuddering but nowhere near enough to bring you to the edge.
His thumb continues stroking you, a small smile adorning his lips at how impatient you're getting. "You are." He whispers, leaning down to kiss your form.
Small, light kisses that he placed down against your neck, collar bones, breasts, all of them just a little too close to your chest to be considered "decent".
"Fujio..." You breath out, his last kiss was placed directly on top of your cunt.
"May I?" He hesitantly asks eyes fixated on the twitches of your pussy beneath the damp material.
You bite your lip, hesitating for the briefest of moments before nodding your head.
"Oh, you don't know how long I've been waiting to taste you." He quickly says voice shaky with anticipation, leaning in to give your clit a slow, teasing lick.
A pleasant sigh escapes your lips from the warm sensation of his tongue. Shifting your position so your legs were sat atop his shoulders. The sensation was more pleasant than you thought, his tongue warm and wet with saliva.
Your hands find his way through his hair again, whimpering at his experimental licks and sucks, His eyes staring up at your face to see what made your already faltering composure crumble more.
If your eyes hadn't fluttered shut you could've seen the way his hips seemed to grind against the mattress, chasing some kind of simulation in its tight confines.
It wasn't long until he found a pace, mouth latched onto your pussy— Staining the already wet panties with spit.
" F-fuck Fujio~" You whimpered, already shut eyes squeezing together. "Please— please don't stop." You stammered out, thighs twitching around his head.
He moaned into your pussy, his own hips mindlessly humping into the mattress. Fingers digging into the fat of your hip pulling it deeper into his face.
You swallow thickly, the hand in his hair tightening into a fist while the other grabs at the blankets beneath you.
"Close— m' so close fuck." You warned trying to keep your thighs from squeezing shut and suffocating him.
With a brief moment of hesitation he pulls his mouth off of your cunt, A wet 'pop' sound following.
Your glossy eyes fluttered open, a confused, frustrated whine escaping you as you rub your knees together. Trying to keep that orgasm from slipping away but it had already disappeared.
"M' so sorry baby, I— I just wanna feel you come on m' cock." He panted heavily, shoving his pants down just enough to free his already leaking cock.
"You— you can do that for me right? Yeah, I know you can." He quickly said, his own composure slipping because he finally gets to feel you around him, pussy fluttering and clenching because of him.
Giving himself a few good strokes to smear the pre along his length.
You eyes slightly widen at the size, you're not sure what's different about now compared to the steamy nights you two would hump each other— Maybe because unlike those other times he's actually going to fuck you.
"I don't think it'll fit—" You say under your breath, eyeing the tip. Could he even fit the tip in?
You know it's just the virgins anxiety getting to you, but why did God decide to make his dick look so big?
"It'll fit, I'll make it fit if I have to." He says, leaning down to kiss you again. "I'll just take it slow alright darling?" He adds a moment later.
You hesitantly nod your head, opening your legs so he's able to slot himself in between.
He leans over you, hands slowly reaching up to pull your panties down your legs and You obediently kick them off. Trying to keep your mind off of the heavy thumping of your heart or the increasing anxiety.
It's a little funny seeing his own eyes widening at the sight of your glistening pussy, a smile he's clearly trying to fight off forming onto his face.
"Your so pretty like this." He whispered, placing a hand right next to your head with the other one slapping the tip of his cock against your clit.
Savouring the way your hips tried squirming into the sensation.
He carefully pushes the tip against your entrance. A little frown forming on his face when it slipped past for the third time, a sigh of content leaving him when your own hand goes down and guides his length into you.
Just the head was enough to make you want to weep at the overwhelming feeling of something big inside you.
"Shit—" You cursed, squeezing your tear-filled eyes shut.
"Relax baby" he panted, slowly sinking into you pretty little whimpers and praise spilling from his lips.
He bit at his lips the second he bottomed out, "Fuck, you're so tight-" he whimpered, peppering your face with kisses. "oh I' feel like m' gonna cum already." He slurred out. You can feel him trembling, it's not from coldness but from the effort he's putting into not thrusting his hips.
"Tell- tell me when I can move." He huffed out, holding your hips closely up to his pelvis.
The two of you stay in that position for what felt like eternity, bodies closely pressed up against each other, breathing in each other's heavy pants. "I love you, I love you so much." You whispered wrapping legs around his waist.
"I love you too, I love you so so much— you're perfect, everything I ever could want and more" He rambled trying to stay focused on how pretty you look right now.
Glossy eyes staring lovingly at him, it's enough to have his cock twitching inside of you.
You swallow thickly, running fingers through his hair. Though a part of you wants to stay like this forever— There was a primal part that was starting become overwhelming, focusing on how nicely he stretched you out, how good it must feel when he drags his dick along those gooey, tender spots that has your toes curling and eyes rolling back in pleasure.
And those thoughts are starting to feel more appealing by the second, with a shaky exhale you whisper a meek
"M' ready—" Oh but before you could even let the last word leave your mouth he's already pulling out of you, till only his tip remained in before snapping his hips forward.
Greedy hands holding your hips tightly, to keep you in place as he fucked into you. "Thank— thank you." He says in between pretty gasps and groans, he wasn't even doing anything special. But with how thick he was, it grinded against everything just right, blunt head hitting spots you didn't even knew existed inside of you.
His eyes eagerly fixated on the way he seemed to sink and pull out of you so easily when just a moment ago he needed help getting it inside you in the first place.
"Haaa, please don't stop—" You whined, fingers tightening their grip on the blankets.
You can't tell whether it' feels amazing or agonizing, the way it feels like he's forcing space inside of you- bullying into your pussy with each heavy thrust of his hips.
"Shit oh, I can't— not now don't wanna cum now." He cursed under his breath, leaning his weight into you to fuck deeper.
That was all it took before your brain was short-circuiting, mindless pleas' and babbles spilling from your lips. Legs tightly wrapped around his waist, wanting more.
A shaky hands move over to your clit, rubbing sticky circles and shapes all over it. "Can— Can you cum on my dick for me? I know you can, you'll be a good girl for me right?" He babbled, equally as fucked out as you— which is saying something.
Wet squelching sounds ringing through the air everytime his hips made contact, slick and precum wetting the creaky bed beneath the two of you.
Your eyes fall shut, head lolling to the side. "Fu—fuck, you feel so good." You panted out, unable to form words properly any longer.
"Shit shit shit shit— m' gonna breed you, stuff you full of my cum" Hissing out as his thrusts turn sloppy, sloppy for his standards.
He held your hips in place as he let out a primal grunt, your fluttering hole being filled white with his cum.
Following his orgasm you came undone, the fullness pushing you over the edge as you mindlessly pleaded for more and moaned.
Loud wet slapping sounds resounding through the whole room, thick, sticky pearly whites leaking from his cock and spilling out beneath you, getting onto your thighs with each twitch.
His hips absentmindedly humped into you, fucking his cum deeper into you despite the overwhelming simulation.
"Fuck, I can feel it, I can feel everything" you whimpered out, fingers digging into the blanket beneath you.
He stays like that for a moment, heavily panting against your neck. Hands that kept your hips glued to his pelvis squeezing supportively.
You whimper softly, squirming beneath his weight. "Your squishing me..." You complain trying to push him off with little to no avail. You were about to complain more but he'd whisper something into your ear and though you're not entirely sure what he said, he sounded desperate.
"Mhmm what?" You mumbled internally cringing at the feeling of slick and cum oozing out of your hole.
"I love you." He whispered out, body already succumbing to sleep.
You stay silent for a moment a little smile on your face "I love you too." You whisper, fluttering your eyes shut for a moment. "Fujio you didn't fall asleep did you? You're still on top and inside of me." You asked, squeezing his shoulders lightly.
You never got that answer out of him. His soft breaths tickling your neck, You look up at the ceiling and let your mind fade, his soft breaths lulling you to sleep.
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wildlife4life · 2 months
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Fuck-It Friday
Tagged by @fortheloveofbuddie @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @disasterbuckdiaz @tizniz @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @lemonzestywrites @wikiangela @evanbegins @buck-coded @devirnis @glorious-spoon @thekristen999 and @theotherbuckley Thank you all so much! Excited for all your upcoming works!
Seeing a lot of Fuck's in fuck-it Fridays today, so I'm joining. Here is a somewhat spicy snippet from NFL Buck, which is a continuation from this post I shared a long while back. Hope you all enjoy! (Everything NFL Buck)
Eddie tosses his phone away, uncaring of where it lands and more concerned with Buck's hand stripping his cock. Apparently his conversation with Chimney had him flagging a bit and Buck saw the need to remedy that real quick. Thank god the surprise phone call did not have the same affect on Evan. His cock had stayed pressed deep in Eddie's ass and is still hard as rock. The edging pleasure begins to build once again with each stroke of Buck's hand and the rocking of his hips making his cock brush Eddie's prostate periodically. "Still need an answer Eds." Buck murmurs in his ear, mouthing the delicate skin before leaning away. Eddie whines and pants, squirming in Buck's lap. He had the perfect answer earlier, one that would very much please his torturous boyfriend and allow Eddie to finally tip over into the throws of orgasmic ecstasy. He is going to murder Chimney next shift. That lost edge is in reach and Eddie does his damndest to lift his hips to try and fuck himself on Buck's cock at a pace and physicality he so desperately needed. He doesn't even get an inch upwards. The hand jerking Eddie off disappears and joins the free hand that had been resting his thigh, to clutch Eddie's waist and hold his ass tight to Buck's pelvis. Eddie cries out at the loss of not only the grip on his dick, but also the orgasm that was just at his finger tips. All of Evan's movements come to a stop and Eddie can't hold back his frustrated shout, "Buck please!" "Two high safeties. Five man rush. What should I call?" Buck growls deepening his grasp. Somehow, in recess of Eddie's pleasure soaked mind, an answer springs forwards. "Four verticals out of 2 by 2!" He sobs. The hand on his right hip releases, and Eddie barely hears the scratch of Buck writing the play note in his binder. "Perfect. You're so damn smart baby." Buck purrs and Eddie can't help the shiver of warmth at the praise. He loves knowing when he's been helpful for his boyfriend. Buck turns off the film before giving his full attention the trembling mess that is Eddie. "So... my hand or my cock as your reward?"
Hehehehe. A stressed Buck can be a bit... teasing.
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untitledlez · 8 months
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So many h!rny throughts rn.
Just want to fuck a pretty girl hard and hear her whine and cry for me to stop when it gets too much, her swollen clit throbbing and aching from the stimulation and her cunt all swollen and hot. If it’s too much, why are you soaking wet for me bunny? Such a pathetic little thing you are
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