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theeroticlover · 6 months
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I desire your tongue makes love with my lips...
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chentou1 · 4 days
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mydreamofthegaymens · 11 months
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neverchecking · 9 months
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Calamity hcs, you say? 👀
On the topic of him being a virgin, yes, absolutely 1 million percent. He's a blushing virgin that's prone to premature ejaculation.
He's just way too anxious and inexperienced and pent up, he can't help but come all over your hands practically the second you touch him. God forbid you go straight to fucking, because you're getting creamed immediately. Especially if you're his guide, because that's just all kinds of sexual tension you're relieving.
He'd need to take a break, but he's absolutely between your legs with his mouth and hands the whole time. He may not be able to last long himself, but he's still going to make you cum as many times as you want. He wants, no, needs to show you that he can please you just as well as any of the other Links, even if he needs a bit of...practice.
I think he'd also have an especially short refractory period. He may have just cum, but a few minutes fingering you and licking his cum off you, and he's already hard and leaking again.
He's probably also the type to get hard if you just...touch him gently. Like caressing his cheeks, stroking his hair, maybe telling him how sweet and obedient he is compared to his twins, and he's got a raging boner. He can't help it.
Or if you give him a chaste kiss, maybe just a little bit of tongue. You might as well have given him a strip tease because he's stiff in his pants, ready to fuck or be fucked. It wouldn't take much to make him cum, either. Just sit on his lap and grind on him for a minute or two, and he's creaming his pants with a pathetic whimper.
FAIRY COMING IN CLUTCH-
He for sure ejaculates prematurely the first time your hand even grazes his crotch.
He's under a lot of stress, constantly, and has had no time for rendezvous' of any kind. He doesn't even touch himself. His schedule consists of wake up, suit up, breakfast, then he's following the princess, maybe lunch, following the Princess, training, dinner, following the princes, standing guard to her room until he's relieved of duty and then off to bed. No time for anything in between.
When he meets you, and you're showing clear signs you're into him? He's panicking just a bit. He has no idea what to do, what sex even entails, nevertheless how to please you in a way he knows you'll please him. If you take the lead, he's both incredibly thankful, but also so stressed. He just wants the earth below him to swallow him hole when he paints your hand a pretty white the second your fingers wrap around him. If you go straight to fucking? It's just the tip and you're getting your own personal pie. And he's ready to cry because holy fuck he just ruined everything but your still looking at him with that same sweet look on your face and-
Controversial, but any and all of the triplets are kings at cunnilingus. Including Cal. It's just a natural talent. And it's exactly how he makes it up to you. Fingering takes some fine-tuning and gentle instruction, but his tongue. LORDY LORDY- Mans has some talent. And if his technique needs some work, he loves practicing with you.
His refractory period is insanely short. Like, he just came? He's hard all over again even if overstimulation make shim wanna cry. Even if he is crying while you ride him, he's begging you to not stop because it just feels so good. And he leaks. Pre-cum everywhere. He can't help it! He just get so excited. And while it gets better the more experience he gets, it's never quite gone.
You don't even have to touch Cal. You know the tiktok trend like "Stop looking at me with those eyes." "What eyes?". That's Cal and his lover. They just have to look at him with that look. But he'll never turn away soft hair strokes or touches on his cheeks. And if you praise him? Telling him how much calmer her is? How much better he listens when compared to them? He's leaking a spot into the front of his pants, whimpering and keening like a horny dog.
He can't even control himself. Frenching this man, even just the bit, has him either grinding against you, holding you as close as possible, or he's practically humping the air begging for friction.
Cal being an inexperienced virgin, cumming in his pants and crying in overstimulation >>>> Literally anything.
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euesworld · 9 months
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"Kiss me with your legs wrapped around me quite tightly, with a laugh dripping from your lips, gripping your thighs.. singing moans through an open mouth, going south on you nightly."
I love kissing you, kiss me with a pocket full of wishes.. sipping on your lips with those sweet ass kisses - eUë
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inyourheartofhearts · 8 months
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honeysent · 18 days
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fireflydeer · 8 months
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qCellbit having spider bite piercings is so,, to me. Something something qRoier being a spider hybrid…
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seaoflove07 · 10 months
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🔪Azusa & Rose🌹
As Romeo & Juliet (1996)
•This is a commission artwork done by @cutelih•
“If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.” - ROMEO [To JULIET]
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theeroticlover · 7 months
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Mhmm !!! Aaahmm !!!! Need !!!!
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saintxgerard · 1 year
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Okay it’s been a minute, time to talk about how Frank served major cunt slay as Fun Ghoul
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Favorite Place - A "Kissing You" Drabble
Pairing: Frankie Morales x f!reader Warnings: Brief mentions of sex, but nothing beyond that. Word Count: 900 Prompt #58: Playful kisses, such as "I'm not going to kiss you." "Why?" "Because if I do, I don't think we're getting out of bed today.” a/n: I'm back from vacation and I'm forcing myself to stop being so lazy (and by lazy I mean working my full time job that's really like three full time jobs and also volunteering for things and also trying to have a social life) and actually post some of the things that I have just sitting in folders. This is...well, very self-indulgent though because I’m not in the best headspace and I needed to get out of it for a while so…uh…enjoy!
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As a kid, you’d been convinced that your favorite place in the entire world was Disney World. After all, who wouldn’t want to ride rollercoasters all day and live in a literal castle? A diet that consisted of churros and far too much popcorn seemed more than logical to your young brain, and you’d consistently argued with your parents, who reminded you often that there were, in fact, other places you really liked too. 
Your father would often suggest your favorite museum. The one that you begged to go to. While perhaps less magical than Disney World, you were still just as enchanted by the animal displays and the butterfly room with real butterflies. Even in the dead of winter. Your mother, on the other hand, would suggest that, perhaps, your favorite place in the world was the home you lived in. After all, they’d always made it warm and inviting, serving as a gathering place for friends and family alike. 
You knew they were wrong though, and you told them so, pointedly. Disney World was your favorite place, and nothing could ever change that. 
But, as it turns out, your parents weren’t the only ones getting it wrong, because your favorite place in the world was never destined to be a theme park or an exhibit filled with artifacts or even a cozy house in the country. It was here. In his arms. 
Frankie’s body is secured around you in a way that you’re fairly certain you’ll never be able to explain through the laws of physics. Both hands are splayed flat on your stomach, arms wrapped tightly around you in a safe grip. His solid chest is pressed against your shoulder blades, one leg tangled with yours, head tucked in behind you, and you wonder for a moment if he can get any closer. 
It wasn’t uncommon for him to pull you tightly against himself in slumber. You figured it had something to do with his nightmares, the illusions stemming far too close to reality once the world turned dark. Subconsciously, he was always searching for you, ensuring that you were here, with him. That you were safe. 
And that’s exactly how you always feel when you wake up this way. Safe. So entirely protected in every way by the man you’d just happened to meet when an overheated engine went from being your worst nightmare to your greatest blessing. 
If you could, you’d bask in the feeling of his warmth forever, but a glance at your phone on the table beside you informs you that, unfortunately, that won’t be the case today. The screen is already lit up with emails and texts from coworkers who leave their beds earlier than you do. Reluctantly, you begin the process of dissecting your body from his grasp. His intake of breath alerts you to the fact that if he wasn’t awake before, he is now. Lips trail along your spine, fingers dusting over your skin, and you turn in his grasp. 
“Good morning, handsome,” you whisper to him. Frankie’s eyes are still closed, and you laugh lightly at his returned grumble. “It’s time for me to get up.” 
“Five more minutes,” he requests, nuzzling in against your throat and settling there, his arms undoing all the work you’d just accomplished. He can’t see you shake your head, but he can feel it, and when he peeks an eye open, slowly turning up to look at you, you know he’s debating pleading further. “Do I at least get a kiss?” 
“No,” you state plainly, pulling his arms from around your waist. “I’m not going to kiss you.” 
The look on Frankie’s face can only be described as offended, lips parted slightly. “You would deprive me? Why?” 
You smile, pressing a kiss to his nose instead. “Because if I do, I don’t think we’re getting out of bed today.” You roll quickly then, hurrying to get away, but he’s faster, and he hauls you back against him. A squeal escapes your lungs as he rolls the two of you over until he has you beneath him, caged in by the secure frame of his arms and legs. 
“You say that like it would be a bad thing.” Frankie leans down, hovering so his lips are just above yours, but he doesn’t kiss you, not yet, his denial mirroring your own actions from moments before. 
And it’s torture. 
“Being late for work would be a bad thing,” you explain, although you note how lame your excuse sounds. Your voice is barely a whisper, and you want nothing more than to arch up to capture his lips, but every time you try, he pulls back, just out of reach. “But,” you say then, and his eyes drift down to your lips before pulling back to meet your gaze, “perhaps I could use one of those vacation days they keep begging me to use.” 
Frankie smiles, his lips surging down to crash into your own. It’s sloppy, a result of the grogginess you both still feel, but it doesn’t fail to light a fire between your thighs. Your back arches again in an attempt to find friction, and he grinds down against you as his lips blaze a path so he can whisper in your ear.
“Trust me, the only person who will be begging for something today is you.” 
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heartofmuse · 9 months
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With every kiss the spirit leaves the body to deposit itself upon lips that return the essence of you to yourself entangled in something more, something intangible, profoundly mysterious, and unexplainable that feeds the hunger for the divine, but also quells it at the same time.
e.v.e.
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euesworld · 1 year
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"Kiss me like you can taste my desire and passion, kiss me like I'm coffee and you need me.."
If you need to get elated, kiss me so you don't get jaded - eUë
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inyourheartofhearts · 6 months
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