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dduane · 1 year

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Hello.

I've seen you posting detailed information about the WGA strike and wondered if you had any suggestions as to how those of us not directly involved can show our support for the Union?

Okay, bearing in mind that all this is entirely subjective at the moment (and so far lacking any more useful input from other sources): a few thoughts.

This will be my third WGA strike. (My first one was in 1988, just after I'd made my first live action sale—s1e6 of ST:TNG). And the thought keeps occurring to me at the moment that this time out, there's a potentially gamechanging player on the field that wasn't there before: truly pervasive social media.

(Adding a cut here, because this goes on a bit...)

In 2007, social media as we now understand it was still in its cradle. Now, though, those of us who're striking can make our voices much more widely heard. And so can those of us who're not, but just want to show solidarity. Last time, the AMPTP was able to do pretty much what it wanted without the public noticing or having even a medium-profile way to make their feelings known. But this time? Not so much.

So as an otherwise uninvolved person who wants to show solidarity, I'd start with something seemingly low-value. If I was on Twitter, I'd start routinely tweeting about the strike and my support for it—not obsessively, just persistently, a couple/few times a week—using the Twitter hashtags that are gaining ground even now, such as #DoTheWriteThing (and of course #WGAStrike). I would make sure I was following @WGAEast and @WGAWest, to keep an eye on what's going on.

Additionally: I would start politely, but repeatedly—again, maybe once or twice a week at least, and not stopping—tweeting the various major players in the AMPTP, especially the streamers: Amazon, Netflix, Hulu et al. I would start suggesting that their current attitude toward the WGA's contract negotiations is not only unrealistic but potentially (for the AMPTP) bad for business. (And self-destructive, too, as if this goes on much longer in this vein, they'll be seemingly eagerly casting themselves as The Baddies.) I would suggest that their bad behavior, if not amended by them coming to the table to bargain in good faith, might start affecting both my interest in their shows and my willingness to keep paying unreasonable people for access to them.

I should emphasize here that so far there've been no formal calls from anyone for boycotts or subscription cancellations. For the moment, this strikes me as wise. The point for WGA-friendly observers, right now, would be to keep what's happening to the writers visible: to keep bringing it up: to refuse to allow it to be swept under the rug. The "They only want two cents on the dollar!" angle seems potentially useful the more it's repeated. The point is to keep the repetition going: to make it plain, day after day, that the other side's being not just unreasonable, but greedy. Day after day, and week after week, and (if necessary: please Thoth may it not be...) month after month.

And tweeting is hardly all that can be done. Email is cheap and easy. But actual letters, written on actual paper and mailed, can still create a surprising amount of attention in a corporate office. (The saying in TV used to be that for every person who actually writes in about an issue, there are ten, or a hundred, who feel the same way but never got around to it.) Write letters to all the AMPTP members' CEOs, and make your feelings on the WGA's core demands politely plain. ...Especially when those CEOs collectively made almost three-quarters of a billion-with-a-B dollars in salaries last year, when many of the writers working on their shows can't afford rent.

After that: here's another thought, a little more physical. If by chance you're in an area where one or the other of the Guilds are picketing: turn out and support them! Honk when you pass: and if you're interested, show up and offer to walk the picket lines with them. These things get noticed. (In 2007 a bunch of us, both Guild members and non-, caused significant astonishment by turning out to picket AMPTP members' offices in Dublin.)

...Obviously not all that many people are going to be positioned, in terms of location or their own work and time commitments, to show up physically. But online? Find ways to keep this issue visible. The AMPTP wants this to go quiet, wants people to get bored with it, wants people to find reasons to blame the writers. They've tried spinning the story that way before. Don't let them pull that shit. Find ways to back those who're calling them on that, publicly. They do respond to this kind of thing (though they may strenuously deny it). If enough attention continues to be paid by the general public, they will blink—if sometimes excruciatingly slowly, as Disney began to blink over the dispute tagged #DisneyMustPay.

As viewers, and as viewers who pay for subscriptions to things, we far outnumber them. Help be a part of making the AMPTP understand that this quest for a truly fair deal is not going to go away. And the longer they try to act like the Guild's negotiation positions are beneath their notice, the more it's going to hurt them, and the stupider and greedier it's going to make them look.

...That's all I've got for the moment, as I need some lunch. :) ...But I hope this has helped. And thanks for your concern, and your desire to stand in solidarity with us! It's so welcome. :)

ETA: here's a link to the Guild's social media toolkit, for those who'd like to change PFPs or icons, etc., to show their support.

#Writers Guild strike #DoTheWriteThing #WGAStrong

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proteuus · 1 year

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ITS SNOWING 🩷

#we got our econ exams back and i did Abysmal like i did literally so bad #but then one of my favorite business boys and i were walking out of class and it was snowing so hard #i said this in another post that i cant find now; when i was 14 a notion i thought was fun and to some very small extent believed #was that forms of precipitation (rain snow etc) were messages for me from god. like a show of good faith #god and i have been in contact very much lately and what hes been saying is not to worry. we will all get to where we're going #((i dont really necessarily believe in god but i like to sometimes for fun))#one of my coworkers told me that he always thinks of me when it snows because i like snow so much #he pretends to be mean and evil sometimes but he isnt mean or evil hes very sweet secretly

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nientedal · 7 months

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What progress at home has biden enacted? What policies of his show that he is making progress that prove he is actually different than trump?

I like to pretend I have faith in humanity, so I'll answer as if you're asking this in good faith.

Biden's DEA has lifted restrictions on telehealth prescriptions to make appointments and assistance more accessible.

He put a funding package into place to help unhoused people get access to mental and physical healthcare, as well as short-term and long-term housing.

He has attempted and is still attempting to get student debt relief through - this was blocked by Republican judges appointed by Trump, but he's still working on it.

Infrastructure repair - his administration has budgeted funds to actually fix some severely-damaged and frequently-traveled bridges.

Trying to expand access to healthcare to include undocumented immigrants who came to the USA as children (Dreamers) under the Affordable Care Act. Support for Navigator programs and outreach has also been increased.

He has vetoed Republican-led bills that were attempting to overturn environmental protections - one that would have forbidden investment fund managers to consider climate change in their portfolios (I have two degrees in accounting and this is actually huge), and another that would have overturned restrictions on agricultural runoff into our waterways.

He and his administration worked for ages to get rail workers paid sick days.

This is just some of what he's been doing. Meanwhile, Trump and other Republicans want to criminalize the lives of LGBT people like you and me. They want to eliminate no-fault divorce and force births that will kill parents or devastate them financially. They have stated flat out that they want to install a military dictatorship in the USA. They attempted to put that in motion on January 6th, 2021. They failed once. They will do better next time.

One party wants to house the homeless and expand social safety nets, while the other one wants to criminalize homelessness. One of them wants a future in which I might be able to vote to change how much of a war machine my country is, while the other one wants to eliminate my ability to vote entirely. Those are not the same. Those literally are opposites.

At the end of the day, all you and I can do is choose to do the least amount of harm possible. You and I cannot choose to do no harm. This is the USA, we sell war, you and I cannot choose to do no harm. I wish we could, my god do I wish we could, but that is not an option. So we grieve for the harm we couldn't eliminate and work to minimize the harm that is done. Despite all the crap they support, Democrats are the minimum amount of harm right now. Acting like they aren't is exactly what brought us to an election where our options are a future where we are either wading in blood or drowning in it.

Not voting for Biden will not help Palestine. Not voting for Biden will guarantee a Republican president who will make the situation in Palestine WORSE. AND it'll hurt a lot of other places as well, both at home and abroad, because Republicans are about business and the USA is in the business of war! And I would very much like that to change someday! I would very much like to someday be able to choose to do no harm! And I know what I have to do to try for that future, so what are YOU going to do? There is no standing off to the side in this. If you aren't helping pull, you're the dead weight we're pulling. Are you going to dig your feet into the mud and blood and drown us there? Or are you going to get the fuck off your ass, grit your teeth, and help us pull free?

#askbasket #iam-the-wild #us politics #israel #palestine #if you do not vote blue you do not get to call yourself an antifascist #i HATE that that's the case; don't mistake me #but that is the reality we're working with #there isn't any other #do nothing and kill five people or act and kill one.#so what are you gonna do? i can't choose for you. but i know what my choice is.#i'm part of this world. and as much as i hate it...turning away is not one of the options.#we fight on ALL fronts #we protest we donate we write we call #AND WE ALSO FUCKING VOTE FOR THE LEAST OF THE EVILS. BECAUSE NO EVIL IS NOT AN OPTION.

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karinasbaby · 25 days

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park sunghoon — A PLUS. [5:17 pm]

P. professor!sunghoon x fem!reader (+17) | W. unprotected sex, breeding kink, sir & daddy kink (idk how that happened either), hoon is a teeny tiny bit possessive, spanking (just 1), hoon is a teeny tiny little bit rough in the beginning, creampie, oral (f), hoon is down bad, fingering, praising & petnames ! | WC. 3.5k | A,N. this one’s for all my hoon girlies. (seph & chelsea)

it was a known fact for you that exam preparations were nothing in comparison to preparing yourself for sunghoon after scoring perfectly in all your tests.

your classmates were congratulating you for your outstanding performance, just as expected from the top student of their class. yet all you could care about in that moment was sunghoon, your beloved lover who also happened to be standing a few feet away from you with his thin framed glasses perched on his nose, veiny arms on display with his white button up sleeves folded, busy answering another student’s question regarding the upcoming quiz.

you lover, sunghoon who was also your professor— was trying his hardest to keep his eyes off of you, you were glowing in your seat with your pretty little pink skirt and your matching button up shirt that had the same pink pattern knitted on his after you begged him to allow you to sew the pattern directly above his heart on his favourite shirt, it was a very subtle way of showing your love and affection in public even if no one paid no mind or attention to it.

you were also glowing in his eyes with your happiness. your joy at your excellent perfomance specifically in his class was so evident in the way your smile only kept widening at each ��congratulations!’ and ‘as expected of our ace.’ that reached your ears, the sight of you so giddy and flustered with your flushed face at all the compliments and praises that were surrounding you was pure eye candy for sunghoon.

and it took absolutely every force and logical thought in his body to not push past his students that were beginning to swarm around him and take you back to his place to reward you for being his best student.

but it also didn’t seem like sunghoon was the only one that was struggling to stop his attention from shifting to you every two seconds, since each time he looked over to you past a student’s shoulder he also made eye contact with your twinkling gaze.

and god were you struggling to keep up with every compliment, at some point they were going in one ear and out the other with no words being processed on the way, you couldn’t pin point exactly when your eyes got stuck on your professor, but they have been set on him for a long time.

was it when you took notice of how veiny his arms were when he rolled up his sleeves for the first time in his fourth lecture? or when he sat down on his chair and spread his legs widely giving you a wonderful sight of his muscular thighs that were clad in his tight jeans? or maybe it was the way his perfectly styled hair fell loose on his sweaty forehead on that one faithful day the air conditioner wasn’t working in your lecture hall? it could also be the view of his large, slender fingers wrapping around your throat for the first time.

either way, it was safe to say you were infatuated with him, obsessed even.

and it was very clear that sunghoon was just as obsessed with you as you were with him. with his break times being filled with pleasing you behind the closed doors of the lecture hall, sneaking the two of you into random smaller rooms that just so happened to be next to the corridor where you two were coincidentally walking by just to get on his knees and flick your skirt up so he can bury his face between your legs.

sunghoon’s favourite time of his weekdays were when he had to wait for you outside the university, leaning back against his polished black car that stood alone in the parking lot after most of the students left so the two of you could have some sort of private moment without all of the prying eyes of the students.

thankfully, that was the exact situation sunghoon found himself to be in after endless hours of answering stupid questions that were either related to his subject or irrelevant nudges at his love life, his brain felt like it could explode whenever a random girl with her shirt unbuttoned and her breasts on clear display for him popped up randomly out of nowhere to bother him.

there were endless instances where he had to ask the heavens for patience when it came to dealing with the students that were obsessed with his love life and the students that unfortunately paid no mind to his lectures.

he guessed his blessing of being a smart man was also some sort of burden as he had to deal with the most questionable scenarios on a daily basis, ones that toyed along the strings of his already bad temper.

sunghoon’s ears still rang from the unbearable high pitched voices he had suffered through today, not only was he at his limit experiencing his ear drums almost giving up on him he also had to listen to inappropriate questions that he was positive were against the student-professor guidelines that the university claimed to follow.

but none of that mattered right now. not when his eyes finally captured the sight of the familiar pink fabric and pretty white high heels that you decided to wear today ascending down the staircase of the university, all of his attention and focus was stolen by you the second you lifted your head to spot his figure next to his car and smiled.

“did i make you wait?” goodness if only you knew how melodic your voice sounded to his ears after all the torture they went through, the softness in your words and tender smile almost made him melt in the middle of the parking lot. asking him so sweetly if you made him wait like he wouldn’t wait for you for decades patiently, “not at all, love.” his hand came to gently hold your jaw before he leaned down to press a delicate kiss on your cheek.

his smile that etched its way onto his face the second he spotted you widened significantly at your shy chuckle, you ducked your head down and out of his hold as you reached towards the handle of the door, excitement to get back between the safe walls of your lover’s home where he could love you with no prying eyes evident in all of your movements when you even pushed him slightly to his side of the car so he could start the vehicle.

you settled against the smooth leather seats of his car, the sound of the engine revving brought relief to both you and sunghoon, the anticipation of relieving today’s stress building up in your stomach as your leg impatiently shook up and down the further sunghoon drove.

“calm down, my love.” he chuckled as he brought one of his hands from the steering wheel to rest against your exposed thigh, the tips of his fingers disappearing beneath the hem of your skirt yet they remained unmoving, you huffed at his words before he spoke again, “good girls are patient, aren’t they?” his tone dropped lower, indicating his dislike of your impatience.

you quickly nodded your head to his words, the idea of him possibly punishing you today made your heart drop. “good girls also use their words.” his fingers tightened their hold around your thigh making you gasp, “yes, they do.” you quickly responded, closing your eyes when you felt the wetness pooling your panties while sunghoon hummed at your words.

“good girl.” he praised, and before any further words got exchanged between the two of you, his car came to a stop in front of his house, and god you’ve never been happier to see the sight of a door this much. stepping inside of sunghoon’s house after his hands swiftly unlocked the wooden doors before both of your shoes got messily thrown next to it made a heavy weight of complete relief sag down your shoulders.

sunghoon’s hand interlaced with yours as the two of you stumbled to his room, his arms wrapped around your waist the second you walked past his door before he pushed you against the back of it, lowering his head to finally connect his plump lips to your glossy ones to allow the sweet strawberry flavour to grace his mouth.

he hummed against your lips, sucking and gently biting on your soft pillowy skin while he pushed himself further against your body, his bulge pressing against your heated core deliciously as he moaned at your flavour, hands caressing your waist before lowering to your hips while your arms wrapped around his neck.

he bit your lower lip one last time before pulling away, trailing kisses along your jaw before reaching your ear and whispering “get on the bed, pretty girl.” and you really didn’t have to be told twice.

instantly, you were on all fours atop the satin sheets of sunghoon’s bed, your skirt barely hiding anything beneath it as your pretty pink panties that were soaked were in perfect view for your boyfriend who trailed behind you like a drunk man almost stumbling over his own steps.

once he reached the edge of the bed he quickly lowered himself onto his knees, large pale hands moving upwards to caress the back of your exposed thighs, you hummed at the feeling of his cold fingers trailing around your ass cheeks and thighs before you lowered your head to rest against the sheets, sunghoon on the other hand was taking his time admiring the slick that was dripping past the thin fabric of your panties.

the puddle of wetness pushed past your folds when sunghoon suddenly began to tease your hole with his tongue, he could already taste your sweetness from the soaked fabric as he smacked his lips in delight before he pushed his nose against you, inhaling your scent completely while his hands massaged your hips, “so perfect for me, baby. smell so good. taste so good.” he murmured with his lips brushing against your folds.

you gasped when the tip of his nose lowered from your slit, trailing its way to nuzzle against your throbbing clit, pressing himself further into your cunt while more droplets of slick dribbled down your inner thighs and legs, “hoonie..” you mewled with your hand reaching behind your to grasp onto his styled dark brown locks, he instantly moaned against your cunt the second your fingers gripped on his hair making your whole body shudder.

he roughly pulled your hand away, while his other hand came upwards to land a harsh slap against your ass, “that’s not my name, angel.” he spoke, pulling himself away from your dripping cunt and allowing his bated breath to brush against your sensitive skin, your other hand tightened around the sheets, “i’m sorry, sir.” you whispered shakily, the submission and weakness in your tone instantly soothing sunghoon’s temper as his hands quickly returned to massage the red spot on your ass and the plush skin of your thighs.

“good girl.” he praised before ripping apart your panties, relishing in your surprised gasp and pushing his head against your pussy, lolling his tongue out to lick a teasing stripe from your clit till your dripping hole, he loved the way goosebumps appeared all under his fingertips, your whimpers and whispers of his name collectively falling into the sheets as the tip of his tongue pushed past your wetness when he began to fuck your walls with the muscle.

he expertly pushed his tongue in and out. in and out swiftly, quiet squelching sounds of his tongue toying with your wetness echoed in the room, each time he pulled back a thick mixture of his saliva and your arousal connected his mouth with your folds, the sight making his eyes almost roll to the back of his head before one of his hands moved away from your thighs and lowered towards your clit.

you gasped his name when he began to move his index and middle finger in long, slow circles on your throbbing nub, eyelashes fluttering closed as the pleasure raked in intense waves over your body while sunghoon continued to fuck you on his tongue, his other hand that was by now wrapped around your hip began to move you slightly back to fuck yourself on his mouth, he hummed when you began to move yourself and pushed his tongue in and out of you.

“just like that, baby.” he praised dazedly, entranced by the thickening thread of your wetness that connected his mouth to you, the way it began spreading further apart from your folds towards your inner thighs, he quickened his hand movements on your clit when he realised your whines and begs of his name indicated the approach of your release as he had you memorised like the back of his hand.

he decided to suddenly change his motions, both of his hands returning to grip onto your thighs before he pushed his mouth back onto your cunt, instead of fucking you with it he decided to lick and suck everywhere, sunghoon’s mouth began to practically make out with your pussy. messy and sloppily the closer he nuzzled his face into you as the wetness slid past his chin and your thighs, your moans that increased in volume were barely able to cover up the wet noises coming from below you.

“s-sir.. so close. so so close.” you mewled from under him, head spinning from the consistent tightening of the coil in your stomach as sunghoon continued to lick at your puffy folds, sucking whatever he could grasp between his lips while his tongue messily toyed with your clit, his jaw was slack the whole time as he closed his eyes and moaned in sheer bliss at your flavour.

“yeah baby?” he breathed out, lips brushing against your folds with every word when he spoke out making you push yourself further into the crumbled blanket beneath you, your face was burning. body lit on fire making your mind reel the more sunghoon pleasured you with his hot mouth. “go ahead, love. make a mess for me.” he groaned when he felt your hips twitch under his touch at his words, a crazed smile etching its way onto his face when you gushed out more nectar for him, following his demands of making a mess.

“fuck— s-sir… s’ too good!” you gasped out, a thin veil of tears forming along your vision when sunghoon pushed two of his fingers into your gummy walls, “t-too much! too much sir, p-please!” you stuttered out, legs by now shaking next to his face as he swiftly thrusted his long digits in and out while he moved his head so he could wrap his swollen plump lips around your pulsing clit.

“too much, hm? but your cunt’s sucking in my fingers sooo well, angel.” he teased, each syllable coming out of his mouth sending countless buzzes of pleasure around your body as his mouth moved against your clit, your wetness by now had started to drip along his palm. sticky arousal that wrapped and webbed around your hole, his fingers and his lips.

you felt your orgasm crash down on your body suddenly, eyes rolling to the back of your head as sunghoon chuckled under you before he slurped up everything you had to offer, fingers still fucking along your slick walls, brushing against all of your sweet spots while you spasmed and shook with broken moans of his name becoming muffled, “just like that, pretty girl. doing so so good for me.” taking his fingers out he praised you, bringing both his index and middle finger into his mouth to lick them clean.

at the loud sounds of him sucking his fingers you couldn’t help by tighten around nothing, dripping hole gaping right in front of sunghoon’s eyes which finally made his attention get caught by the numbing pain in his pants, his cock that already made a mess of precum in his boxers twitched at the sight of your cunt practically inviting him in while you were still recovering from the brutal release your lover provided you.

“fuuck baby…” he groaned out, lifting himself quickly as his hands reached downwards to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants, “hoon…?” you questioned confusedly, turning your head just in time for him to push his aching cock into your warm walls, he thrusted himself all the way in making you fold over on the bed as you gasped in shock. sunghoon moaned at the snug fit of your pussy around him, lowering himself further on the bed to trap you with his chest against your back and his arms around your head.

“pussy’s sucking me in so well.” he breathed out, barely pulling himself out before pushing himself back inside of you, sobs and whines of his name made his cock twitch around you as he fucked himself deeper and deeper in this position. you had nowhere to go around his arms and sunghoon was finally able to fulfill his goal of awarding you today. “did so well for me in your exam, sweet girl.” he praised right next to your ear, hips unfaltering below you while you gripped onto his arms for support.

“studied so well knowing that i was going to reward you like this, right?” he laughed at your adorable whine that made his heart beat loudly in his chest, “knew that i was gonna have you under me filling your sweet little cunt up like this, yeah?” he continued, one of his hands slithering down your body to pinch and play with your clit making you cry out his name, “y-yes… wanted you to fuck me n’ fill me up so bad!” at your sobs he peppered wet kisses around your shoulder.

“yeah, pretty girl? what else did you want me to do? how else should i reward you, my smart sweet girl?” he asked, the tip of his cock pressing and kneading against your sweet spot making you see stars as you tried to form words to answer him, knowing that leaving him with no response will lead to a bad outcome. “want you to fuck me deep…” you mewled, eyes closing at the pure amount of euphoria rushing throughout your body, “what else, baby?” he grunted, taking notice of the way your hips shakily pushed back against his thrusts.

“want you to breed me, sir.” you whispered out only for him to hear and fuck did sunghoon’s mind short circuit in that moment.

“to breed you, hm? want me to make you a pretty little mommy?” he teased, pretending like he wasn’t holding himself back from filling you up this instant. thankful that you were facing the sheets rather than his face as he could feel tears aligning his eyes at the heavenly feeling of the tightening from your walls at his words. “want me to knock you up, hm? give you my baby, is that what you want pretty girl?” you nodded at him, drool slipping past your lips as you whined and sobbed at the feeling of his dick moulding your insides to his shape.

“wanna make you a daddy… please.” god sunghoon was so gone. you were asking him so prettily, voice so sweet as if you were asking for the most innocent thing on earth, his eyes rolled into the back of his skull at your adorable ‘daddy’ and fuck who was he to deny you of this? when you were under him taking his cock in so well? he wasn’t even sure if you were the one rewarding him at this point.

“shit— is that what you want baby? wanna make me a daddy? i’m gonna fill you so good then, angel. knock you up and— fuck. gonna make you carry my baby, sweet girl.” he babbled on, his dick constantly twitching inside of you at the mere thought of you all round and pretty with his baby, how everyone is gonna back the fuck away from you now. all those dumb little boys in your university will back away from hitting on you, giving you some stupid chocolate asking for a date not knowing you were getting fucked stupid on their professor’s cock every night.

“please daddy fill m-me up! i want it s’ bad!” your tears had now landed on the sheets beneath you both as you sniffled, body quivering and squirming under sunghoon as you felt him fuck another orgasm out from your body, “i’m so close, daddy. p-please cum with me.” you begged and whined while sunghoon’s hands quickly gripped onto your hips before he flipped you over.

in the blink of an eye he had both of your legs on his shoulders with his cock settled deep inside of you, his hand moving down to rub fast circles on your clit as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, “come on, baby- shit. cum on daddy’s cock. give it to me baby let me feel it.” he urged you on and at his demand and delicious thrusts your back arched against him once you came all over his cock, your broken whines and moans combining with sunghoon’s own groans as the tightening of your pussy pushed him to his own release.

with sweat droplets dripping past his wet strands of hair, his face flushed and body burning, he lowered himself into the crook of your neck to shower your skin with kisses while he slowed his thrusts, grinding his cock against your pussy as he fucked his hot warm cum back inside of you, both of your chests heaving as the two of you tried to collect your breaths.

that was before sunghoon started to pull out again, his cock seemingly still hard as you confusedly looked at him, “hoon what—“ “you asked me to breed you, baby.”

“did you really think we were going to sleep today when you asked me that?”

a,note. hello :D <3

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