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emjiroki · 1 year
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Thinking about Draken giving you backshots in the back seat of your car.
You whine and paw at him after a movie date later at night so the parking lot is almost empty, plus it was too cold for his bike so you had a perfectly nice back seat to ruin. Any other time he probably would have told you no, rolling his eyes and telling you you're crazy (affectionately) but there was something about tonight that was different. Chalk it up to how pretty you look or the moon cycle or whatever but he's shuffling to the backseat to get in between your legs without any argument.
Next thing he knows you're underneath him, his big hands pushing you into a nasty arch with your ass against his pelvis and your hands scrambling to hold onto anything as you cream around his thick cock. Every roll of his hips has you squealing and seeing stars, his heavy groans and slaps to your asscheeks only pushing you further and further over the edge. Maybe you shift your hips a bit too far away when a particularly hard thrust nearly knocks your air out before he forcibly pulls you back to spear you on his length, his flushed chest pressing against your back.
"Nuh-uh princess don't be running from me" He scolds with a nip to your shoulder blade "you wanted this dick so bad, you'll take it. All of it"
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sourpeachsayshi · 2 days
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(cw royal au; dub con; somno; wlw; scissoring)
it’s normal waking up to yuki scissoring you. as her lady in waiting you’re indebted to serving the queen any which way she asks. but you thought it would be different now that she’s accepted a husband - thought her secret visits to your bedroom at night would come to a stop. but it seems that it hasn’t. and you’re left with your eyes rolling to the back of your head, feeling her clit bump against yours roughly, as your body is thrust back and forth into the mattress while your desperate voice whimpers and moans pathetically in the dark.
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lifewaster-imdanger98 · 6 months
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My longing for human intimacy is immeasurable right now
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polarolds · 2 years
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hawk and thrush art dump let’s gooo 
Ref for the second pic can be found here! :https://unsplash.com/photos/FVglVsCsYCk
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priarity · 5 months
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i feel so bad for 1600s men. imagine not being able to enjoy having your ass handed to you in a sparring match with your woman. like what’s the point.
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nectar-cellar · 4 months
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sunlit tides gameplay
years ago, sunlit tides was the first store world i ever p*rated and played in. ah, memories <3
out of curiosity one day, i was reading the various premade household descriptions. i thought they'd be boring, but i actually became quite intrigued with their stories. i decided to try playing them.
i'm starting with the Best Friends household. pictured here are my makeovers of Ursula Lemuel and Theodora Jayne. i gave them a more glam and pretty look to match their personalities.
here's their household description:
Ursula brought her best friend, Theodora, to the island in hopes that she'd finally unwind! Her friend has everything going for her, beauty, smarts and an amazing body, but she constantly hides away. Ursula wants to bring the fun out of Theodora but doesn't intend to stay indoors and wait while there is fun to be had... there are men on this island. Plenty of men!
the other households had some spicier descriptions 😂
i ended up taking a lot of pictures so i have some gameplay pic spam queued up! ☀
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theelast-straw · 4 months
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I know we're all still going insane over the confirmed mpreg but I don't think enough people are talking about the mama & papa thing like what in the casual breeding kink
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ruelpsen · 1 year
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Oh, what's this? Looks like someone had fun stuffing their face tonight. God, you're so big. I've never seen your belly so tight before... look how high your shirt is riding! Just how much did you manage to pack in there? Yet despite your groaning, you're continuing to eat, trying to finish that last bag of chips. Oh, and look how aroused you are. So turned on by your own gluttony. What's that? You want me to rub your belly? Anything for you, my darling. My, you're getting fat. There's no denying it any- ...oh, that sounded lovely. But listen, it sounded like there's more air trapped in there. Tell me if it hurts. Here? ...Oh, fuck yes! That must have felt good. To hear such a belch erupt past your lips... and another! Fuck, you're sexy. And look at you now, grinding against the couch like the big horny glutton you are. You feel a big one coming? Let me rub that one out for you too. Cum for me, my belchy darling. Cum for- ...oh yes.
Look at you, so turned on by your bottomless appetite, your big stuffed belly, that you hardly even had to rut to cum, pushed over the edge by your own voluptuous belch. You're so gross... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
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guzhufuren · 8 months
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not enough (none) fics where Vegas is a surgeon. have you seen these hands? they are so elegant, they were made to be 5 inches deep in someone's insides and covered in blood. holding scalpels. wearing a smirk under his mask
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horny-rose · 9 days
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Honestly I think letting my MILF neighbor violate ‘n fuck me stupid would fix me tbh.
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emjiroki · 9 months
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Getting tag teamed by Yuuji and Yuuta, taking shot after shot of their hot cum in every hole they can fill
That would cure me
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takamikeiigos · 1 year
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You and Hawks on a covert stealth mission together, since both your quirks complement each others almost too well. You feel it. He feels it. It's impossible to ignore-
Then things get dicey; some low level grunts making the rounds and walking around the corner. Hawks reacts instantly, as if he's operating on autopilot- grabbing you by the elbow and pushing you into the closest closet he can find
But his wings are so big and the closet is so small... of course he has no choice but to press you up against the wall. For a brief moment, Hawks is shielding you from any form of harm, while caging you in at the same time
Your first instinct is to bristle up in embarrassment; he's just too. Fucking. Close. But the moment you open your mouth to ask him 'What the hell are you doing!?' he's covering your mouth with one of those gloved palms. He brings his free hand up to his own lips and whispers a hushed 'shhh' as the two grunts meander drunkenly past the closet
Even when they're gone, Hawks' shoulders don't loosen up; he's got a new problem now... he kinda likes the feeling of pushing your body up against a wall, even if it was a little cramped in there
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imagine: me, poking my head around the corner, foaming at the mouth
THIS. IS. MY. SHIT.
teaming up with hawks works so well for both of you. his speed compliments your strength, something he's admitted lacking. but together you make a strong team, knocking out missions thoroughly and quickly. the hspc had no choice but to teak you two up, nobody works together as wee as you two.
if only they knew about the cloying sexual tension that you and hawks are much too stubborn to act on.
you're both bickering with each other over stupid shit, hawks arguing that chicken is the best food ever, hands down (while you have other preferences), when both stop dead in your tracks.
you've been sent to scope out a building before a raid, lurking in the shadows, undetected to the enemy, when you both hear drunken laughter and a pair of unsteady footsteps approaching.
"are these people for real?" you can't help but whisper, and just as you go to poke your head around the corner, hawks grabs you by the waist and drags you backward.
the fucker drags you into a dark, cramped supply closet to hide when you easily could've taken down whatever drunk idiots that were meandering around outside.
the hair on the back of your neck stands up, and your skin prickles with annoyance. he's so close - chest pressed firmly against yours, and his wings, which occupy at least 80% of the space, are tucked around you like a shield while he tilts his head to listen through the door, oblivious to your discomfort.
and just as you're about to pitch a fit, reaching up and grab him by the shoulder, he throws a gloved hand over your lips and stares at you. there's a gleam of light coming through a crack in the door and it reflects off of his eyes, his amber irises much more terrifying in the dark than they are in daylight.
he brings a finger to his lips, motioning for you to stay quiet.
the two idiots outside linger, hooting and hollering in the hallway, just a few feet away from the door, and with each passing second your irritation boils. not so much with the fact that they're out there, but the fact that hawks has you pressed up against the wall of the closet, the hard line of his chest pressed so firmly to yours, and his thigh pushing into the space between your legs.
he rustles slightly, and the friction between your thighs causes you to hiss. he turns his attention away from the door once more and peers at you in question, annoyed that you keep making noise, only to look down and see the problem for himself.
the cheeky bastard just looks back up at you with a smirk.
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a few weeks later, you're teamed up again, this time fighting some assholes who are having a little too much fun setting explosions off in the downtown area.
you've managed to subdue one of the villains while hawks flies overhead, preoccupied with evacuating a damaged apartment building.
you tune into your comms as you slap a set of handcuffs over the villain's wrists, unheeding to the absolute hissy-fit the assailant is throwing below you.
"let me know when you get that building cleared. first guy is about to get shipped off, the other one's hiding out somewhere nearby,"
the comm crackles before hawks' voice comes through, much too chipper for your liking this early in the morning.
"maybe your imposing demeanor scared him off. you aren't exactly a morning person, chickadee," he teases, and you swear you can see the playful smirk he's sporting.
you yank the villain to his feet and push him forward toward the swat team that's on standby, once again ignoring his protests.
"not everyone has the energy to spew sunshine and rainbows out of their assholes at 8 o'clock in the morning, hawks."
he laughs brightly over the comms, "yeah, yeah. almost done, here."
you ditch the first villain with the swat team and turn around, heading back in the direction you came from, when a line of consecutive explosions rapidly go off to your right, heading straight for you. you brace yourself for the worst, but suddenly you're flying through the air before colliding with a wall and landing on the ground.
the impact knocks the wind out of you and you cough, caught in a daze as smoke hazes around you. and when you blink through the confusion you realize there's a weight on top of you, pinning you to the ground.
hawks is crouched above you, leaning in low, with his wings spread out in what you guess is either a protective or predatorial stance. he leans back just enough to get a good look at you, a shit-eating grin on his face.
"we've gotta stop meeting like this," he muses; entertained.
you shove at his shoulder and he laughs. "you say that, hawks, but i'm beginning to think you like pinning me up against things."
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a month later you aren't actually teamed up on a mission, but attending a ceremony for newly recruited heroes. you stick by each other's sides, set to be a prime example of how hero-duos are supposed to work together - basically eye-candy for the commission to gain clout.
you will admit, you've had a few drinks to take the edge off, and hawks had resorted to being your babysitter this time around.
the speeches are over with and it's social hour, the new recruits making their rounds with their agencies; seasoned pro-heros glad to finally have a moment of free time on their hands.
you finish your glass of champagne and sigh, staring off into the crowd.
"don't get me wrong, i like working with you. but why do we have to be bait for the commission's schemes?" you mutter, tugging at the shoulder of your tailored dress.
hawks reaches forward and takes your empty glass, setting it down on the table you're standing next to.
"probably because we look good together," he inclines, brushing your hand from your shoulder and adjusting the strap of your dress for you. he smooths the fabric down beneath his fingers and moves to adjust the other strap, doing the same until it lays even against your skin.
you cast your gaze to the side, avoiding him, as your cheeks flush.
"not our fault we're good looking.." you mumble.
you've definitely piqued his curiosity, and damn you for letting the alcohol talk.
"you think i'm good looking, huh?" he taunts, leaning in to catch your gaze. you roll your eyes and shove at his shoulder.
"i mean, you've pinned me up against so many surfaces that i've gotten a close enough look. i don't think my eyes would deceive me, hawks."
he laughs. "i'm glad it finally paid off, then. shall we show them what two, deliciously good looking people are capable of on the dancefloor?"
"watch it. you're biting off more than you can chew, pretty bird."
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anthemofgvf · 11 months
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on day 7 of my jake down…these photos have awoken something feral inside of me
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adhd-merlin · 11 months
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season 1 merlin can get it. season 5 merlin can also get it. but in entirely different ways. are you with me
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yeetlegay · 1 year
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That running joke about Prapai being KP’s son is starting to feel less and less like a joke now that I’ve seen this rich playboy himbo a) wear the hell out of a suit and b) show up with a snatched waist in the same style of pants that Porsche wore in That Scene
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dyingstars-if · 1 year
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Hi! How would the ROs react in a scenario where they are stuck with the MC in a really tight place with their bodies touching with every little move? This in the crushing stage so there must be a lot of unresolved sexual tension 👀 (also, please feel free to make the answer a bit spicy if you want 🤭)
hello!! it got a teeny tiny bit spicy, but nothing major lol.
krios: externally, xe’s calm and seemingly unbothered by this situation. internally, xe’s squealing from excitement at being this close to you. by the gods, how xe wishes xe could keep you like this. with xem and only xem, no one else around to lay eyes or hands on you. just you and xem, tangled in each other embrace for eternity. xe has to bite xyr lip in order to keep xemself from whimpering at the thought.
rune: “you come here often?” uses terrible humour to try and distract themself from the fact that they’re starting to…react to being pressed so close to mc. their brain often goes offline in flirty situations with mc, but this is insane, they literally cannot form a single coherent thought. if any part of mc brushed against them…down there, they’d jump out of their skin.
ezlyn: they take up a lot of space, but they’d definitely be trying to make themself smaller in order to not touch you. they would be horrified at the idea of making you feel uncomfortable. would inevitably end up brushing against you near constantly though. dying inside from embarrassment…and probably a few other things. will need an extremely cold shower when they get out of there.
aren: if they’re in this situation, it’s completely on purpose. if they brush up against you, it’s completely on purpose. if they happen to “accidentally” push you into the wall and brush their lips against your ear trying to whisper something to you…well, you get the gist. Would whisper “good, mc” to you in a low voice when you listened to them.
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