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lyctorism · 2 years
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the idea that the hargreeves can drink themselves silly in a way that takes such an obscene amount of alcohol (and why Five’s 14-year-old body can handle those amounts) is because of their part-alien genes. like yes go you funky little extraterrestrial alcoholics
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unbound-space-trash · 2 years
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I would like to go through all of that approximately never again
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dawnbreakersgaze · 2 months
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Shut the fuuuuuck up
I've long suspected that Mt Eternal is where the Tower of Thorns rests (or what is left of it anyway) due to several factors- the biggest being how chapter 8 ends with Zayne on Mt Eternal either sealing or clearing (interacting in some way at least) with something frozen or buried in the ice and snow there.
However, last night I was doing some rereading, and this afternoon a very specific thing caught my attention.
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That is DEFINITELY the exact same mountain peak. I grew up in the Teton mountain range in the Rockies, my stupid little lizard brain recognizes peak patterns before anything else lol.
Maybe I'm super late to the party and everyone else already knows exactly what it is Zayne is doing here, but this makes me feel like he's finally remembering who he is now, and he's trying to either gain access to the tower (for abilities? A prophecy? The staff?) Or he's bound and determined to not let whatever is in there out again if it's trying to reclaim him.
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"Remains shackled to time" is also especially troubling when you consider the vines of thorns and chains that literally bound him, and the verse from his myth:
"Astra gifted one of his eyes to the Foreseer. By walking the winding path of time did the Foreseer understand its passing. This is the power of a god” -Philos: Tome of the Foreseer.
The eye of Astra quite literally shackled him to time. While he was boundless in the sense of existing outside of time, he was more constrained than anyone bound to death.
Idk there is a lot to dissect but I need time to piece it all together. I just needed to get this out before I imploded.
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fluffy-ami · 9 months
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the bros. the fluffy homies ✨🌸
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Decided to revive these bois, like, half a year ago. Ragdoll (Rag/Rags can also be used as a nickname) used to be my first ever silly childhood tk monster oc (in my native language I used to call him Tryapochka back then, but I think the English version of his name is just better aksjflsl), and Kai was just some dude I used for rps. I just think he's neat and needs attention from me too 😔
"and they were roommates 💅✨"
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scarefox · 5 months
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static-radio-ao3 · 2 months
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if you see me write something fucked up, just know that kay was on my shoulder the entire time going "yes and"
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the-axe-and-flail · 8 months
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Fun discovery today while cleaning my fig collection-
Genya's banpresto head fits on Kyojuro and Tengen's bodies and now I want a Hashira Genya fic 🥺
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robertdowneyjjr · 2 years
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Heyy, if you're still taking the kiss prompts can I ask for 62 and/or 63! :)
hi, sorry for the late response! i'm gonna go with 63:
"people kiss each other all the time, doesn't mean there's feelings involved."
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They're spooned up together in bed after cleaning up and getting ready for bed when Steve breaks the silence by mumbling unintelligibly into Tony's neck.
"Hmm? What was that?" Tony asks, turning around in Steve's arms to face him.
"I said, the rest of the team is going to be completely insufferable about this."
Tony furrows his brows, unsure where Steve is going with this.
"What do you mean? Why?"
"Come on," Steve sighs, exasperated. "You have to know that they've been betting on how long it would take for us to get together."
"Oh, yeah, that." Tony shrugs. "Well we can't really do much about it, can we? We're finally together now. I'm really, really happy about this," he says, running a hand through Steve's hair.
Steve closes his eyes at the gentle tugging, humming softly in agreement.
"So am I. But don't you think it'll be funny to mess with them just for a little bit?"
Tony pulls back, intrigued by Steve's tone that he's secretly patented as the Steve-Rogers-is-a-little-shit voice.
"Alright, I'm game. What did you have in mind?"
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The next morning, they arrive at breakfast separately. Steve gets there first as usual after a run and a shower, with Tony showing up twenty minutes later just after Clint has taken a seat at the island with a bowl of cereal in hand. He sits down next to Bruce, wrinkling his nose at his science bro's cup of camomile tea as he goes. Steve sets down Tony's favorite mug filled with his favorite brew in front of him and smiles at him sweetly, softly stroking his cheek just once before turning back to the burner.
This does not go unnoticed by the rest of the team.
Throughout the rest of breakfast, the two share soft smiles between their bites of food, feet brushing against each other under the table.
At one point Steve's toes accidentally (on purpose) brush against Natasha's leg, but she doesn't comment on it.
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For the rest of the week, Steve and Tony mess with the team by blatantly acting like a couple while never confirming the actual status of their relationship. As far as the team can tell without either of them saying anything, they've just suddenly become a lot more physical with their affection while still living in denial. They know that the betting pool is worth at least a thousand bucks, and they're not going to make it easy for any of them to win that money.
They show up to team meetings hand in hand and sit side by side, Steve doodling on Tony’s arm and Tony whispering in Steve’s ear, the two of them giggling softly amongst themselves. They hog the loveseat during movie night, but are snuggled so close together that another person could fit in there easily. They say goodbye in the mornings with soft kisses on the cheek or forehead, followed with “I’ll see you tonight, gorgeous” and spend the rest of their days smiling cheek to cheek.
Through it all, it’s clear that their teammates are vibrating out of their skin with the need to ask and confirm whether they’ve started dating, but hilariously enough, no one dares to actually come right out with their questions.
It all comes to a head late on Saturday night, when Steve and Tony are returning home from a date. They’re wrapped up in each other, Steve bracketing Tony against the corner of the elevator, enthusiastically making out without a care for anything else in the world. The elevator comes to a stop on the communal floor without either of them noticing, and it isn’t until they hear someone clear their throat that they stop to take a look at the person who’s so rudely disturbed them.
Clint and Natasha stare back at them with matching smirks on their faces.
“Finally!” Clint exclaims, raising both ands up in celebration. “About time you guys finally start dating!”
Steve turns towards them fully, putting on the most innocent expression he can muster, and asks, “What makes you think we’re dating?”
Clint is gobsmacked by this question, evidently confused that it’s even something that Steve had to ask. “Isn’t it obvious? You guys have been all over each other all week. All the handholding and goodbye kisses and cuddling and smiling. You were literally just making out in the elevator!”
At that, Steve’s face morphs into an expressionless mask and he says, deadpan, “People kiss each other all the time, doesn’t mean there’s feelings involved.”
He presses the door close button on the panel and just as the elevator doors slide completely shut on Clint’s dumbfounded gaping and Natasha’s narrowed eyes, Steve turns back to Tony and presses their lips together hard, drawing a moan from the other man.
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Clint stares at the closed elevator doors. “They’re fucking with us. They have to be, right?”
“Definitely.”
“You gotta help me think of a way to get them to admit it, Nat. We need this for the bet.”
“Hmm.” Natasha turns towards the stairwell to head up to her room. “I think we’re just gonna have to let this one go.”
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merrilark · 8 months
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Mid.night M.ass, grabbing me again.
Wiling away the time by thinking of crossovers.
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hellcatrising · 2 years
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I just need everyone to know how much I love these guys because I haven't said it today.
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Ok. That's all.
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lyctorism · 2 years
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unbound-space-trash · 2 years
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I don’t know what I want to eat first once I get my stitches out and can eat something that’s not soup
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dawnbreakersgaze · 2 months
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This expression? Right here?
10/10
5☆
Absolute perfection
Upset, worried, beat to shit Zayne is just as good (if not better!!) as soft Zayne, and I will not be hearing any arguments against this at this time, thank you 🙂‍↔️
Like this alone makes me want to write a 10 chapter fic about Foreseer Zayne and Trespasser MC à la Beauty and the Beast bc it would be so UGSJASHAKSL
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crimsonblackrose · 2 years
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Amanda LaRusso karate adjacent and a little sort of curtsy in a green track suit because we’re doing power rangers is delightful. Everyone pick a color. Johnny’s red, Daniel’s blue, Amanda picked green. And Chozen missed the memo but is in Okinawa style so I give him full points.
Chozen is so polite.
Robby get him. Attack! Proud of you. Tell your dad he dropped the ball. I think you and Chozen would be good friends.
Johnny bonding with the guy from the world tournament after Sam hit him with watermelon is a delight. Daniel how many track suits did you buy your guys? Kreese I know you’re trying to treat Tory like Johnny 2.0 but their lives are different, who they are is different and what they need is different. Johnny now needs you to leave him alone. Tory...still wants to be taught.
Hawk getting complimented by both Miguel and Robby was sweet. Boy looked touched and teary eyed and honestly Johnny fix things with Hawk too. That boy took your teachings too far and needs support too.
Oh no I am not ready to see Kenny k.o who ever he goes up against with Silver’s fighting styles. Oh no Hawk’s going to show mercy because of Robby and Kenny’s going to murder him and his poor baby green mohawk
omg the referee is rigged and medic is automatic disqualification is messed up. Daniel won the all valley after getting medical attention. Didn’t the all valley let Robby back in afterwards too? You know what? I like that Johnny is always on kid care patrol. Like Hawk’s hurt and he’s sitting with him rubbing his back.
y’all don’t hug hawk so hard. He’s hurt. I was hoping that Tory and Sam would like no immediately go into a fight, and I’m bummed because Tory’s just lost her safety by doing that. I do appreciate that neither Robby or Miguel turned it into a fight though. Johnny no don’t tell Silver. Darn now Carmen’s not safe. Silver is using surveillance and spying on them...I think I’ve read this fanfiction. 😅 I appreciate Louie wanting to apologize to Johnny and Anoush setting boundaries. Oh no I fear Tory is in danger.
Of course Chozen’s going to get stopped by the bouncer. I bet he’s armed to the teeth. Of course.
Okay did everyone forget that Carmen is already a mom and she’s a nurse? She doesn’t need everyone to be like no booze for you, pregnant lady coming through...I just...want them to be nicer in a different way. I don’t know why it bugs me.
Stingray are you a Dungeon Master, are you and these kids playing D&D? Oh. He’s playing with adults. You know what, stingray I’m glad you have friends though I hope you have friends? This doesn’t seem to be going well.
Carmen and Amanda dancing aww happy for their friendship. I also like that Johnny wasn’t going to leave Chozen by himself.
Chozen do you love Kumiko??????
No not the return of the creepy fighting doll. Is this one made of stone? NOOOOO Tory. No one is going to give her first aid or take her to a damn hospital?!?! Stingray isn’t always my favorite but man Sam, the dude almost died and is now like in danger any time one of you all shows up because Silver nearly killed him and will again. Like you all are scared of Silver but this guy nearly died. Was in an coma.
Miguel gently getting in through to Sam is so necessary. Like I get everything but...she really is gasoline. CHOZEN!!!! Yes be all cute and embarrassed over telling Kumiko you like her. Fix that old Okinawan curse of leaving people behind and bring her with you next time. (IF anything bad happens to Chozen or keeps those two apart or from happiness I will be so mad)
Says the sketchy uber driver. 😅
Sam you need to take care of Tory and you need this wake up call. Miguel and Robby both tried to tell you Tory’s been having a rough time. And clearly you’re a see it to believe it girl. Take care of this girls poor hand please.
Oh man is that...okay I heard him but I guess I wasn’t listening. It’s remarkable how many times Silver has to say something, exactly what he’s doing and why before it sinks in. Like taking Cobra Kai global and legacy. The dude is freaking out about dying and being forgotten. That’s it right? He’s rich and old and he’s looking at the end of his life and is like well shit no one’s going to remember me. He was at peace with it till Kreese came back and just opened up that desire to be remembered. He’s alone and grasping for things to hold onto. Silver...are you dying?
They’re going to get in a car wreck aren’t they? Damn it. The driver got swapped out didn’t he? Louie’s about ready to see his driver and no car.
Kreese has the same fear as Silver. You’d think...they’d have bonded over that. That that would’ve been better, but nah they pushed each other away. Kreese’s death...faked a third time? I don’t know the guy looked kind of happy....uh...maybe he’s dead but also don’t trust it. You know I thought it was silver not Barnes. Four drunk karate idiots is a bad combo. These idiots. I love the Chozen and Johnny back to back with Barnes knocked out and all the sensei’s coming only to switch to Carmen and Amanda having like tea and sitting together on a cozy couch. 😅 Everyone should’ve gone home with the ladies. Who of cobra kai could it even be? All the sensei’s are fighting at Silver’s, Kreese is stabbed and in jail, the students? But why?
Oh is Stingray saving the day because I recognize that silhouette, that’s the Cobra Kai car. 😅 Damnit wait your turn...Johnny that’s not how fights like this go bud.
Silver what are you doing? Leading Chozen outside so blood doesn’t get on your carpet? Like if you cared about that you wouldn’t have what six dudes beating up Johnny in your living room...also isn’t this a different house then the original one we saw? Demetri picking up the monitor and still working while everyone is fighting is my fav. How many TV’s has Johnny destroyed in this series? Awww proud of Daniel finally fighting Silver and kicking his ass. And the fact he did a Miyagi move, knocking him into the glass of his dojo just like Mr. Miyagi did.
Anthony sharing a blanket between the binary bros is cute.
😂😂😂😂😂How many times now has Daniel been told Kreese is dead but isn’t? What about Johnny? Seriously you got to see the body, get the certificate and watch it go into the ground.
I enjoyed this season. And I’m curious, if it gets renewed if that means they’re fighting in the big world tournament and if Kreese being loose will be the true big bad...or if they’ll explore more about the Korean sensei who taught Kreese and Silver, but honestly no clue because this also...kind of feels like a satisfying ending...to an extent at least. Also someone else did the “death” to “I did it my way.” and it’s going to bug me that I can’t remember who or which one it was.
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svuguru · 2 months
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Suguru bouncing sleepy you on his cock? :3
— "*hic* Sugu... *Hic* 'm sleepy..." you whine, Suguru's hands on your waist and digging into your flesh as he lifts your body up just a bit then drops it down onto his cock. Your pussy drools on his length, his tip teasing spots in you that has your poor tummy in knots.
"Shh, shh, shh... I know, I know, jus' a little longer, okay? A lil longer for me..." Suguru whispers softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You huff, nodding your head even though you're pouting.
"Mkay, Sugu," you murmur, eyelids heavy and your voice audibly tired. You allow Suguru to do his thing, quick with the way he bounces you on his dick. Your cunt squeezes his girth, soft whimpers of his name leaving your throat with a faint yawn. "*Hic* Sugu, g'na cum," you mumble sleepily, your juices painting his cock.
"Yeah?" 'kay, cum, then, princess," Suguru encourages you, his pace increasing just a smidge to get you closer to release. Your hands dig into his broad shoulders, throwing your head back as you moan and whine. His eyes watch you the whole time, smiling lazily as he witnesses the way your face contorts and shifts as you're coming down. "There's my good girl..."
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osaemu · 5 months
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GOJO SATORU: IT'S GONNA FEEL SO GOOD, I PROMISE!
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.ೃ࿐ he's dreamt about fucking you for months, and now that you're finally in his sheets, he has no intent of letting you go—especially when he finds out that he's your first time. NSFW
contents: fem!reader. virgin!reader. kinda sorta subtle coercion, corruption kink, slight dubcon, fingering, p –> v, lots of praise!!, mentions of prior dirty dreams (about you).
author's note: had this stuck in my drafts for a while so uhhhh. yea enjoy. tagging @mymegumi bc i love selene ꨄ︎
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"please, baby, it'll feel so good," satoru cooes, threading his fingers through your hair and pulling your face closer to his. "i promise i'll be gentle."
you shrug, scrunching up your nose at satoru hesitantly. "i don't know..."
your boyfriend presses his lips to yours briefly and smiles tenderly. satoru's soft eyes are fixed on you, only you as he widens them pleadingly. "i wanna teach you how to fuck. please, sweetheart, we can stop anytime. jus' wanna make you feel good, i promise!"
it's only partially a lie—yes, satoru certainly wants to teach you to fuck, but he's not entirely certain that he could just stop anytime. especially because he's well aware that fucking a virgin is such an addicting experience—satoru knows you're gonna be so tight that you'll just suck him in, and he isn't that confident that he'll be able to stop once he's started.
but whatever, that's a problem for later—for now, he's focused on persuading you to spread those legs for him and show him your pretty pussy.
you pause, considering his proposal. after a couple seconds, you nod hesitantly. "you promise you'll be gentle?" you ask meekly, averting your eyes.
satoru nods, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "of course—now c'mon, let's get those clothes off of you, baby." and a couple agonizing minutes later, you're half naked underneath a shirtless satoru, and his fingers trace the inside of your thigh.
"so first, i'm gonna make you cum on my fingers, 'kay?" satoru informs you. "needa loosen you up so you can take my dick."
"o-okay," you whisper, swallowing nervously. "i'm a little scared," you admit, fiddling with the waistband of your lacy underwear. "will it hurt?"
after a moment, satoru nods in response. "at first it will. but then you're gonna feel so good, i promise."
"you promise?"
"i do."
satoru tugs down your panties and grins at the sight of your pussy, untouched and reserved just for him. he's dying to just fuck you then and there, rough and no prep, but he made a promise. and satoru has no intention of breaking it.
"ready?" he breathes, positioning his fingers just outside of your entrance. when you nod, he shakes his head. "i'm gonna need to hear it from you, baby. use your words."
"i'm r-ready," you confirm, inching your thighs farther apart for him.
"good girl."
then satoru slips his fingers inside, and you can't suppress the sudden moan that slips out of your lips. to you, it's embarrassing, but to satoru, it's music to his ears. he steadily pushes his fingers farther and farther into your tight cunt, and satoru can't help but marvel at the way you just suck him in.
"you're so fuckin' tight," satoru mumbles, eyes fixed on your pussy. "and so wet, too. i've barely even touched you, fuck."
it's agonizing, really—the sensation of having someone else's fingers inside of you is so new and so strange that you can almost ignore the pain (which is present but not as throbbing as you had feared). satoru makes sure to be as gentle as he can, which unfortunately isn't quite as gentle as you'd like—but it's not too rough for you to handle.
satoru starts widening his fingers in a scissor-like motion, stretching you farther apart to make room for his already rock-hard dick. you squirm around him and whine about how deep his fingers are, but satoru dismisses your complaints with a laugh. "c'mon, this is barely the beginning. if ya can't take this, how're you gonna take my dick?"
a couple minutes later, when satoru finally deems you loose enough, he pulls out his now-drenched fingers. looking you in the eye with a smug smile, he slips his fingers into his mouth and licks your slick off of them. "mm, you taste so good, pretty. lemme see if you feel as good as you taste, yeah?"
and that's how he convinces you to keep your thighs nice and spread wide open for him as he positions the head of his dick at your entrance, practically trembling from the effort it takes to not just pound into you. you're so compliant and perfect for satoru, and it takes every ounce of his willpower to resist the urge to push you up against the headboard and fuck you until you pass out.
but somehow, he manages to control himself. "alright, baby, this is gonna hurt," satoru warns, touching his reddening tip to your soaked pussy. "you ready?"
"y-yeah," you breathe, distantly noticing the way your hands start to tremble. satoru exhales softly and shakes his hair out of his eyes before gently pushing himself inside of you, and the first thought that enters your head is that he's ridiculously big—it feels like you're getting torn apart every second he goes in farther.
"satoruuu," you whine, starting to paw at his chest when he goes in farther, and it's too much, too fast, but he only grins down at you in response. "it hurts, ow... y're too—"
"uh uh, just shut your pretty mouth n' take it," satoru groans, shifting the angle of his hips and going in a little deeper. you cry out in pain, face scrunching up in an effort to numb the stinging sensation around your waist. satoru dips his head and kisses your forehead, murmuring praises on how well you're doing.
"it'll feel so good soon, i promise, baby," he insists, pressing his lips to the spot in between your eyes. "you're takin' me so good, fuck— agh, you're so damn tight, this one's gonna hurt like hell, but you can take it, yeah? my pretty princess, you'll do anythin' i say, won't ya..."
satoru doesn't give you a chance to respond before he says something about this being the last stretch, but his words don't really sink in until he's two more inches deep into you. his last thrust is so sudden and jarring that it makes you cry out his name, over and over and over until the pain evident on your face starts to turn into something that looks a lot like... pleasure?
a self-assured smile grows on satoru's flushed face when he sees the chance, and a thousand more words of praise fall from his lips. your vision's a little fuzzy in the corners, and your mind is all but gone—it's hard to focus on anything but the slowly fading pain.
satoru starts to move his hips back and forth, easing your loosening cunt into him and nodding at the way you slowly start to show signs of wanting more. your eyes brighten up a little and you seem more alert the longer satoru opens you up.
"startin' to feel good now?" he asks, smiling smugly when you nod your head. "yeah, told you so." the prominent blush on his face starts to creep down his neck, and when you reach up and tentatively touch his cheek, that's when he loses it.
it takes every drop of self-restraint in his body to not flip you over, face-down and ass-up and fuck your tight cunt the way he's dreamed about for months. satoru's imagined it for so long that it's practically a reality for him—the way you would whimper his name and claw at the sheets, the way you would cum all over him too many times to count, all of it. he's seen it a thousand times in his head, but having his fantasy so close and yet so far drives him insane.
but as you smile up at him, the almost unnoticeable tremble in your bottom lip assures him that this probably isn't the time. after all, you're not leaving him anytime soon, so he might as well train you first before even attempting any of that on your perfect, untouched body.
"what do i do now?" you ask, and the simplicity of the question is almost childish. especially when satoru almost laughs in response, soft blue eyes glinting with amusement.
"jus' lie there and stay pretty f'me. and keep your legs spread wiiide open," satoru cooes, shaking his hair out of his eyes only for it to fall right back in.
"yeah, you're doin' so good that i don't even buy that you were a virgin—or are you just naturally made for me, huh? maybe that's it, 'cause i swear on my life that i've never fucked a cunt this fuckin' pretty, heh."
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