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pwuppietaean hour ago
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that first orgasm after going weeks without cumming and then when you finally do its so powerful your body just goes into hibernation and doesn't move except to tingle and twitch.
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itsrainingfeathersan hour ago
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Hey can someone edit "tigerfucker" so that it says "carfucker" instead? "Bring Achmed his tiger" but it's "bring Tom his car"?
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blushesprofusely3 hours ago
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I feel sticky, gross and sweaty and definitely not IN A GOOD WAY
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skullybully3 hours ago
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i鈥檓 bored and feeling social, cute boys and nonbinary folks send me asks or dms and we can chat!
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skullybully4 hours ago
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i鈥檝e been putting off making a pinned post with my prices listed, but i just got my paycheck and i don鈥檛 quite have enough to cover rent this month since i took a few days off for personal reasons, so !! here鈥檚 my prices, if u wanna buy my noods it鈥檇 be very greatly appreciated and i promise u鈥檒l get ur money鈥檚 worth ;3
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onlinefairey8 hours ago
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no i will Not giv you nudes or sext every time we speak i have feelings and i havA LOT of them T_T
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pwuppietae8 hours ago
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would very much like to sit on sumones cock rn
preferably while we're watching a scary movie and you have to grip my hips to keep me from moving and jumping. but then just giving up and pounding me into the couch.
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teachingdespair9 hours ago
eileen E1 <3
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so-so true...bres-(multiple gunshots)
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soft-goodboy9 hours ago
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personally think one of the hottest things ever is when u can see a trans guy鈥檚 tdick bulge through his underwear
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aphroditesbabe9 hours ago
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can someone come over and finger me please?
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switchysweetheart10 hours ago
S'cuse me I've never had the honor of seeing a hard t dick 馃ズ I have no idea how to image those posts about twitchy or pulsing t dicks 馃槶馃槶馃槶 any idea where I can see footage of them for the reference? are there subreddits for that?
ooohhhh wait im gonna search and see if there's anything to rb!! i got you <3
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yennas11 hours ago
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no place for lovers - ch 4 (moan)
rating: whole fic and this chapter are E (under 18 please don鈥檛 interact! pairing: celia shepard/thane krios language: english words: 2700
[read on ao3 here!]
um. i don鈥檛 have much to say about this one except that i鈥檓 very nervous to post it. so i hope y鈥檃ll like it and i鈥檓 going to just stop this note there lol
When they finally leave the shower, after standing in it for longer than either of them would likely admit, it is already well into the ship鈥檚 night cycle. They鈥檒l leave the Citadel in the morning, heading towards the Perseus Veil to rendezvous with the Migrant Fleet, but even though he knows it would be best for them to turn in, Thane is loath to spend any of their time together sleeping. It鈥檚 an old habit, one that will take a while to break鈥攖he urge to make the absolute most out of every second, sometimes despite the needs of his body. They鈥檇 passed many a late night together on the Normandy, and even more during their brief stay at the Citadel. That is what he wants for them now, the slow, languid passing of time. The beginning of a new life.
As it is, he knows there is much to be done, even though it will take them a couple days to cross the galaxy. Celia rarely, if ever, stops working, and tonight is no exception as she sits down at her desk and grabs a datapad off the top of a stack of them. She鈥檚 in that black underwear and her hoodie with the sleeves pushed up and nothing else, and he unabashedly lets his eyes trace the patterns of scars across her arms and legs. They glow harsher now in the dim light of her cabin, tinted almost purple by the fish tank. He wants to run his fingers over them, feel the heat where they fade into her skin. His memories are perfect, but they鈥檙e not as good as the real thing鈥攁s her, breathing and warm in his arms.
He鈥檚 standing near the fish tank, and it feels wrong, when his body craves hers like air, to be even that far from her. She pushes her hair behind her, revealing the slope of her neck, and it tears at the last fraying threads of his self-control. The next time she looks up at him, he knows, they will snap. He busies himself at the closet instead, unpacking his meager belongings on the shelves that鈥攈e registers with a pang鈥攕he鈥檚 cleared out for him. She had anticipated him coming back here after the transplant. The idea makes his stomach twist, when he thinks about how close he was to never coming back at all.
He doesn鈥檛 realize how long he鈥檚 been standing there until she鈥檚 beside him, tugging the shirt he鈥檚 holding from his grasp and folding it neatly on top of the rest. 鈥淧resumptuous, I know,鈥 she says, laughing a little. 鈥淏ut I just鈥攃ouldn鈥檛 let myself think about not having you here.鈥
She鈥檚 biting her lip again, worrying it between her teeth, and before he can let himself think too hard about it he鈥檚 reaching up to her face, setting his thumb on her chin and tugging down. She lets him pull until her mouth is open just the slightest bit and she鈥檚 staring up at him with wide dark eyes. They鈥檝e been here before, in this exact position, but the last time had been different in a hundred little ways. Now there is nothing between them, their feelings and secrets out in the open, and her hand is curling around his wrist, pulling his fingers to the curve of her neck.
鈥淜iss me,鈥 she whispers, and he does.
Her lips are warm and plush, rough where they鈥檝e been bleeding, but he can hardly bring himself to care when they conform to his own so perfectly, when her hands are on his waist and they are flush against each other. He kisses her with everything he has, barely even pausing to draw breath鈥攁nd he doesn鈥檛 need to. He may still be recovering from the stab wound, but the transplant had been successful. If he wants, he need not stop at all; he could kiss her the rest of the night and be content. It鈥檚 a delicious thought, one that has his fingers tensing against the side of her neck, eliciting a sigh from her.
After a moment, though, he does pull back, rests his forehead against hers and brings one hand to the zipper of the hoodie. Her eyes open and she smiles, nods. Her lip is between her teeth again as he drags the zipper down, but this time he doesn鈥檛 stop her; he is too focused on every inch of skin that he reveals, on the way her chest moves with her heavy breathing when he pushes the hoodie over her shoulders and lets it drop to the floor. When he looks back up at her, she doesn鈥檛 meet his gaze鈥攏ervous, perhaps, but somehow he thinks it鈥檚 more than that. 鈥淚s this alright?鈥 he asks her, brushing the tips of his fingers along her collarbone.
She nods, mirroring the movement of his hand, skirting along the top of the scar. 鈥淵es. It鈥檚 just鈥攊t doesn鈥檛 feel real.鈥 Her smile is close-lipped when she does look up at him. Her hand drops to the fastenings of his jacket. 鈥淚 was鈥reparing myself for the worst.鈥
It's hard to tell in the dim glow of the fish tank, but he thinks he sees the faintest sheen on her eyes. He can hardly believe it, either; there鈥檚 a part of him that doesn鈥檛 think he deserves the luck he鈥檚 had: to be here, with her, to have Kolyat back in his life, all the possibilities of the galaxy suddenly spread out before him. 鈥淚t is,鈥 he says, cradling her jaw in his palm. 鈥淚t is.鈥
They don鈥檛 talk much after that. He urges her backwards onto the bed, pushes her gently towards it, and she lets him, landing with her hair splayed out around her like a halo, dark against the white sheets. She鈥檚 breathing heavy when he follows her down, plants one forearm beside her head and a knee between her legs, far away enough that she won鈥檛 be able to grind down on his thigh鈥攁nd she must realize what he鈥檚 doing, because she鈥檚 got an eyebrow raised, a smirk on her face that he leans down to kiss. When she smiles against his lips, it鈥檚 one of the most wonderful things he鈥檚 ever felt, the purity of her happiness.
His free hand slips over her side, fitting for a moment to the curve of her waist before shifting upward to cup her breast in his palm. The smile turns into an open-mouthed gasp when his thumb brushes her nipple, teasing it to hardness. He鈥檚 reluctant to pull away from her mouth, but he does, if only so he can kiss down her neck to her other breast, giving it the same attention. She 聽moans quietly under his ministrations鈥攕till not quite relaxed enough to be loud, still too aware of the presence of other people on the decks below, even though they wouldn鈥檛 be able to hear her鈥攁nd he feels her hips tilt upward, arching off the bed.
Her fingers skate along the back of his head for a moment, tracing along his frills, then down to tug once again at his jacket. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e overdressed,鈥 she says, her voice hoarse in a way it hadn鈥檛 been before. Smiling鈥攈e can鈥檛 seem to stop鈥攈e rocks back until he鈥檚 kneeling, and he hasn鈥檛 even stopped moving before her hands are back on the fastenings, brushing against his own as they somehow manage to rid him of everything from the waist up. Once his clothes are out of the way, she pushes herself forward on the bed until her face is level with his chest, and starts kissing around the transplant scar, far enough away not to irritate it, and the sudden tightness in his chest has nothing to do with shortness of breath.
鈥淪iha,鈥 he says, half an endearment and half a plea, but her fingers are at his hips now, pushing his pants down far enough that she can wrap her hand around his shaft. He hisses out a breath鈥攅ven the clearest memories of her can鈥檛 compare to this. It鈥檚 almost too much; he wants this to be slow, to have the time to show her how much he鈥檚 missed her, now that time is something they have. 鈥淐elia, please.鈥
It鈥檚 the sound of her name that finally gets her to lean back on her elbows, smiling wide. He doesn鈥檛 know that he鈥檚 ever seen her smile so much at one time, not with the lack of time they鈥檝e spent truly alone. 鈥淚 have to say, I like the sound of that.鈥 A flush creeps across her neck as she looks at him, meeting his eyes before letting her gaze sweep the length of his body. 鈥淒oesn鈥檛 look too bad either.鈥
鈥淎greed.鈥 He traces his fused fingers down the center of her chest as she reddens further. She鈥檚 not used to being complimented like this, he knows; she has been praised for her efficiency, her readiness to follow orders, her ruthlessness, even, but rarely anything else. More than once, she has accused him of idle flattery, though as time wore on and they grew closer the accusations took on a less serious tone. She makes no such accusations now, only stares up at him with wide, dark eyes.
His hand reaches the waistband of her black underwear and he brushes his fingers along it, watching her shudder and cant her hips up towards him. Her hipbones are prominent through the fabric, red scars webbing over them. He鈥檚 never known her without the scars, though he鈥檚 seen pictures, and it pleases him that she鈥檚 never been particularly bothered by them. They鈥檙e as much a part of her as everything else, and a part that he is especially fond of, at that. His lips follow the path that his hand made, pausing every few inches to kiss over some of the larger scars, delighting in the unevenness of her breathing under him.
The underwear comes off quickly; Celia spreads her legs and he settles between them, his shoulders brushing her thighs. Tempted as he had been to just push them to the side, he prefers her like this, completely bare to him. She鈥檚 got her eyes closed and her fingers twisted in the sheets by her head. He sets his teeth to her hip, smiling when she makes a protesting noise, but it鈥檚 done what he鈥檇 hoped it would鈥攕he鈥檚 looking at him now, and so she sees when he ducks further down and puts his mouth on her.
Oh, he鈥檚 missed this, the taste of her slickness on his tongue, the way her thighs instinctively try to clench around his head, so much so that he has to hold them open with one hand. The other fits neatly under where his tongue is flatted against her clit; he slips his fused fingers into her and she cries out, her hips pushing down against him. She鈥檚 tight and hot in a way that memory can鈥檛 do justice to, and when one of her hands moves to the side of his face, stroking the ribbing there, he can鈥檛 stop a groan of his own slipping through, making her clench around his fingers.
She says something in between sharp breaths鈥攈is name, he thinks, but he鈥檚 too focused on her pleasure to even register it. Her nails dig at his scales in a way that isn鈥檛 entirely unpleasant. He presses his tongue harder against her, seals his lips around her clit and sucks, just enough that she feels it. Over the pounding of his own heart, he hears her choke out another strangled moan, one that means she鈥檚 close. He redoubles his efforts, curls his fingers to seek out the spot he knows will bring her there. She nearly screams when he finds it, covers her mouth with her free hand to muffle the sounds even as she unabashedly grinds her hips down against his tongue. Barely a moment later, she comes, his name a sigh on her lips as her back arches off the bed, and he works her through it.
He leans back when she starts to squirm in an effort to get away from the overstimulation, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Her own lips are curled up in a smile. 鈥淚 forgot how good you are at that,鈥 she says, laughter in her voice. He raises an eye ridge and she does laugh. 鈥淚 know, I know. Human problems.鈥
Her hand curls around his shoulder, tugging her up to kiss him, pressing the length of their bodies together. The sudden pressure on his cock reminds him of his own desire, and the subtle shift of her hips tells him she鈥檚 noticed. 鈥淚 know you鈥檇 probably rather take your time,鈥 she murmurs against his lips. 鈥淏ut I think I鈥檓 feeling a bit impatient.鈥
Before Aratoht, before they鈥檇 been forced apart from each other, this might have been enough for a night. Even now, he would be perfectly content to fall asleep holding her, if that was what she wanted. But she鈥檚 looking at him wide-eyed, her lips swollen and slightly parted, and he knows it鈥檚 not. He lifts himself from her only just enough for her hand to slip between them, to wrap around his shaft and guide him into her.
鈥淔uck,鈥 she says as he pushes in, and laughs, and so does he, and it feels right. The last time they had been together like this, when she鈥檇 come to visit him in Huerta and they鈥檇 come back to her cabin, it had been rushed, the joy of seeing each other again after so long and the knowledge that they would soon be parted again making it impossible to take things slowly. Even now, they鈥檒l leave the Citadel in the morning, and it will be back to business, but the few hours they can allow themselves feel like an eternity to him. He can鈥檛 remember a time before this when they could be alone for so long.
He cannot ignore the needs of his body, though, and so after a moment when they are both still, 聽just enjoying the other鈥檚 closeness, he starts to move, pulling out and then pushing back in slowly, watching the part of her lips widening as she moans. Her arms wrap around his back, nails digging into his scales as she tilts her hips to meet his thrusts. He won鈥檛 last long, not like this, and he slips a hand between them to rub at her clit, groaning when she tightens. She pulls him down to kiss him again, murmurs I love you against his lips and he鈥檚 gone, resting his forehead against hers and gasping as he comes.
When the rapid beating of his heart has slowed, his breathing steady enough, he starts to pull back, but her hand around his arm stops him. For a moment he doesn鈥檛 understand鈥攖his would normally be the part where one of them would head to the adjoining bathroom to clean up, while the other laid on the bed and watched the door, waiting鈥攁nd then he realizes: he can breathe like this. One more thing they don鈥檛 have to worry about. Much like the moment in the shower, it constricts his chest for an entirely different reason.
Celia traces her fingers over his shoulder, his chest. She鈥檚 staring not at him, but at her ring, watching it glint in the low light. 鈥淪o?鈥 she asks. 鈥淲as it worth the wait?鈥
He can hear the joke she鈥檚 trying to make, but he can also hear the very real worry under it. It had been much the same for him, the first time they saw each other at Huerta. The last time he had tried to keep a relationship going over long stretches of time apart had ended鈥攂adly, to put it mildly鈥攁nd Celia had readily admitted to having little experience with long-term relationships at all. He shifts his weight so he can use his left hand to mirror her motions. He doesn鈥檛 wear a ring, but by the smile on her face he can tells she understands the sentiment. 鈥淵ou always are.鈥
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stonequeerbitch11 hours ago
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It鈥檚 2021, I鈥檓 tipsy, and I鈥檓 cute
What do I have to do to have a butch fuck my mouth and make me get them off while they call me their good boy?
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pwuppietae12 hours ago
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imagine getting fucked in a church 馃槼馃槴
getting absolutely railed by the preacher. kneeling before during service cock warming him. sir yes sir.
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iambilliejeanok13 hours ago
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Angel馃
Pairings: Shikamaru x reader
Warnings: 18+, smut, language, praise, overstimulation, edging, nipple play, NSFW and slight fluff in the end , also the fluff part is kind of sad but not depressing.
I know a few of you have been asking for some Shika smut so here you go馃挏
Honestly I don鈥檛 even know why this story is long as fuck, but enjoy 馃挏
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鈥淲ell then why didn鈥檛 you let me know before hand?鈥, Shikamaru asked, his voice deep and stern as he waited for your answer. You sat right in the middle of the bed, surrounded by all your pillows, only dressed in your black cotton underwear and a matching black bra. You had your tight coils neatly tied back into two low, poofy buns, clinging onto a giant elephant stuffy you had, helping hide most of your half naked body from him. Your head hung, dark brown eyes focusing on your fingers, picking at the light pink nail polish decorating your nails to avoid Shikamaru鈥檚 fiery gaze. He sure was upset. 鈥淎re you going to answer me y/n?鈥, his voice dangerously low. Damn, maybe I really should鈥檝e waited to tell him I was going to leave. Now he鈥檚 mad mad.
You finally lifted your head up to look at him. The expression on his face along with the way he was seated at the side of the bed instantly made you wet . He sat with his arms resting on his thighs, his head turned in your direction, narrow brown eyes piercing your own. He cocked his eyebrow listening to your response. 鈥淵ou weren鈥檛 around Shika. I asked Kakashi where you were and he said you were out on a mission鈥 so I figured I鈥檇 just leave him with the message鈥, you spoke, trying to keep the same calmness he had, but your body betrayed you, your fingers nervously fidgeting as you watched him sigh. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e smart enough to have figured out what time I鈥檇 be back y/n鈥, he said, the tone of his voice sending very familiar waves down to your pussy, leaving you wet and speechless because as much as you hated to admit it, you knew he was right. You were just impatient, and mad at the fact that he was working much more for the Hokage. Shit. He knows you鈥檙e impatient so just say that. Fuck you Kakashi! You thought to yourself. 鈥淵ou were taking too long鈥, you mumbled, burying your head into your stuffy as you squirmed in your spot. 鈥淭ch鈥, was all he said before he stood up. You lifted your head to see what he was doing, wasting no time in checking him out. Your eyes trailed down his strong back before landing on his firm ass. You were too focused on his lovely ass to notice him placing a chair in front of the large mirror on the door of your bedroom. He turned around to fully face you, wearing that same irritated expression that always spiked up your arousal. You knew what that look meant and you knew what was coming. You bit your lip, unconsciously squeezing the stuffy in your hold as your big orbs locked with his narrow ones. 鈥淐ome here鈥, he said, his tone calm, but still suggesting you get your ass moving before he鈥檇 have to come and get you. 鈥淣o鈥, you replied, instantly regretting what you said the moment it left your lips. Your eyes were wide, the realization quickly settling in. You just told Shikamaru no. You watched him clench his jaw, his brows now furrowing together as his face took on a more pissed off look. He was genuinely surprised you said no to him. He was also surprised that you left the village for three days without telling him where you were going, or that you were going and then proceeded to sneak back into your shared apartment while he was at work. He couldn鈥檛 understand what exactly was going on with you. 鈥淚s there a problem y/n?鈥, he asked, his voice still deep and low, making your pussy throb all the more. 鈥淣o鈥, you squeaked, unsure of the situation you now had yourself in. A few minutes ago you guessed that he would lightly punish you, since he still had work to do, maybe spank you a few times and then proceed to fuck you. Hard and rough. But now that you unintentionally rebelled, you had no idea what he was going to do to you. Your heart beat really fast in your chest and in your pussy as he just stood there, his attire making him look even more sinful. He took the first step to come and get you, apologies immediately leaving your mouth as you thought about the coming wrath. Would you be able to handle it? You put out your hands out to stop him, quickly nearing you with heavy steps. 鈥淪hika, Shika, look, I鈥檓 sorry I di鈥斺, he spoke before cutting you off, snaking his arm around your waist and throwing you over his shoulder. You yelped as the sudden action caught you off guard. 鈥淏aby, I wasn鈥檛 mad before, but now I鈥檓 mad鈥, he spoke loud and clear for you to hear, making his way back to the chair he placed in front the the mirror. 鈥淲hy are you being so difficult angel?鈥, he questioned, gently placing you on your feet right in front of the mirror.
You immediately hung your head, avoiding his eyes as your fingers timidly fidgeted with his black shirt. His hand wrapped around your jaw, roughly forcing you to look up into his brown eyes. Both your hands immediately held on to his forearm. 鈥淵ou know I hate it when you don鈥檛 look me in the eyes angel. Why are you being so quiet?鈥, he said, his thumb painfully pushing into your cheek while the rest of his fingers spread across your other cheek as he adjusted your beautiful face to look at him. 鈥淚 didn鈥檛 mean that Shika鈥︹, you tried to speak, careful to keep your eyes on his to not increase his reasonable fury. 鈥淭he part where you disobeyed or the part where you left the village for three days without telling me where the hell you went off to? Listen angel, I don鈥檛 want to hear another word from you unless spoken to. Is that clear?鈥. 鈥淵es Shika鈥.
鈥淭ch, angel, you know I love you鈥, he reassured you just for his own peace of mind. 鈥淵es Shika, I love you too鈥, you responded, a familiar warm feeling spreading through your chest, making you happily smile. How on earth was he supposed to stay mad at you after smiling at him like that. His heart fluttered. 鈥淭roublesome鈥, he muttered as he let go of your face, taking a step back to sit on the chair he placed before the mirror. The room was silent as his eyes greedily took in your body, occasionally peaking behind you to admire your ass in the mirror. He looked like he was deep in thought, his index and middle finger on his cheek while his ring finger lightly ran over his lips. His eyes slowly made their way back up to yours, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. You nervously swallowed, your fingers still fidgeting as you also took him in. His legs were spread apart, casually sitting on the chair, a little slouched, dressed in his jonin uniform apart from his jacket, having been removed when he entered. 鈥淐ome here angel鈥, he said, reaching his arms out to you. You couldn鈥檛 stifle the smile that crept up on you, excitement bubbling up in your chest. Just as you were going to adjust yourself to comfortably snuggle into him, he gently repositioned you so you sat facing him on the chair. You looked down at his pretty face in confusion, almost wanting to cry at how you hadn鈥檛 even seen him in five days and he didn鈥檛 even hold you for a little. You huffed, crossing your arms as you sat in his lap, genuinely saddened by the lack of affection he was giving you right now. He sighed, noticing the way your eyes looked away from his as though you were distracted. He knew what this was. He was also well aware of how much he spoiled you, assuming that you were only acting this way because you wanted more attention.
He decided to ignore your bratty behavior, reaching his hands up to unclip your bra before tugging on the straps. You turned your head to look at him, his eyes were glued to his actions. You licked your lips as he licked his, finally freeing your wonderful breasts. Lawd how he missed you. You watched him zero in on your nipples, your breath slightly hitching as he roughly fondled your breasts, squeezing them as he neared them. His mouth was watering just thinking about your nipple in his mouth. He鈥檇 been dying to taste you for a good week now. You placed your hands on his broad shoulders, hesitantly pushing him back. He already had enough of your attitude today. 鈥淭ch鈥, he grumbled, grabbing your wrists and pinning them behind your back in one large hand. His other hand flat on the middle of your back forcing you to arch, your breasts now free for him to abuse with pleasure, beautiful, brown, hardened nipples just begging to be sucked on. Your gasp quickly turned into a soft moan as he hungrily sucked on your areola, forcing you to moan louder as he tugged on it with his teeth, your nipple following as he slowly pulled away from you. The sting from having your titty pass through his teeth caused your pussy to throb, making your further squirm into him. You shifted in his lap, desperately trying to grind right on his bulge so you could get yourself off while he sucked on your breasts. His hand moved to grip your hip, disturbing your mission to get off. You looked at him, your full lips slightly parted, letting out soft breaths. 鈥淪it still angel. I don鈥檛 want to have to tell you again鈥, he commanded, the serious look on his face enough to make you submit. You let out a loud whine, shrugging before finally settling. His fingers roughly pinched at the nipple that was sensitized by his mouth earlier on, forcing to you squeal in pain until you just had to scream out. His hot mouth immediately latched onto your other nipple, sucking hard just like he did with the other, softly groaning, enjoying the way you tasted in his mouth.
He had been longing for your body for a while now, greedily enjoying his rough administrations to your pretty boobs. He dragged your areola and nipple through his teeth again, causing you to wince, letting it go to suck and bite the rest of your chest, your soft moans like wonderful music to his ears. He simply wanted to taste your skin again, his lips softly kissing the bright red marks he left against your brown skin. You were trying your level best to not squirm around in his lap, dismally failing at that, making him smile against your warm skin. 鈥淪hika, stop teasing!鈥, you whined, unashamed at the neediness in your voice. He paused for a quick second, waiting for you to continue. 鈥淲hat do you need baby?鈥, he asked, a smirk on his lips as you replied. 鈥淚 need you. Please touch me more鈥. His hand was now resting on your thigh, gently rubbing it as he admired you. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e so beautiful鈥, he said, watching the way your chest rose and fell so close to his face, your lips tempting him as he focused on how they moved at every word that fell out. 鈥淥f course I鈥檒l touch you baby, but where? Here?鈥, he spoke, pressing his fingers against your covered clit, slowly rubbing the wet little nub in big circles. 鈥淢mmmm鈥, aahhh yes baby鈥, you moaned out, loving the way he moved his slender fingers on your throbbing button. You bit your lip, knowing you wouldn鈥檛 last long, your body jerking as his index finger flicked against your clit a few times before slowly rubbing again. You had been horny for a while now, your panties soaked from the time he lectured you on the bed, up until he began physically stimulating you. It wouldn鈥檛 take long to make you cum. The sexy eye contact between you and your lover only quickening the delicious pleasure. You were so intoxicated by Shika鈥檚 presence that you almost came when he was sucking on your breasts, your moans growing louder as you neared a much awaited orgasm. Just as you felt your orgasm would heavenly rain down on you, the pleasure suddenly stopped. An angry whine left your lips, burying your head into his neck trying not to prolong your punishment which would be edging tonight. 鈥淪hika鈥, you nervously breathed out, the disappointment stinging your heart a little more than usual today. 鈥淎ngel?鈥, he replied, his hand now softly rubbing your back, pretending to care that you didn鈥檛 get to cum. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 think I can handle this today. I just really missed you please鈥 don鈥檛 like it when I don鈥檛 get to see you. Please let me cum Shika鈥, you pleaded, sitting up to look at him, hands still held back behind you. Your dark eyes glistened looking into his own. 鈥淵et you still decided to leave me for three days with no idea where you were. How do you think I feel angel?鈥, he spoke, ripping the sides of your underwear before pulling it off of you. His fingers found your wet pussy again, dragging them between your folds before bring them back up to your clitoris. The slow and big circles continued, his talented digits occasionally pinching before rubbing again. You broke into a series of whimpers, unable to swallow the lump that formed in your throat. You wanted nothing more than for him to wrap his arms around you and talk to you. You weren鈥檛 prepared for the punishment you were currently receiving, not entirely sure if you鈥檇 be able to handle being denied again. Your brain clouded with pleasure as Shikamaru continued massaging your clit, his mouth back onto your nipple, sucking ever so greedily. The pleasure didn鈥檛 take long to build up once again, Shikamaru bringing you so close to breaking apart that you genuinely anticipated it this time, but then his fingers stopped, a broken cry spilling out from deep inside. Shika could easily tell that you were not okay, but he didn鈥檛 care less because he wasn鈥檛 okay either. He was planning on letting you cum eventually, he always let his angel cum, so he decided you were just being a baby.
Your nipple left his mouth the same time his fingers stopped, narrow brown eyes connecting with yours once again. 鈥淚 thought I鈥檇 almost go crazy not knowing if you were okay baby. I鈥檓 going to drive you crazy, it鈥檚 only fair isn鈥檛 it?鈥, he asked, his free hand gently wiping away the tears that stained your warm cheeks, replacing it with a few kisses before placing them back on your back, gently rubbing so you could calm down from the orgasm you weren鈥檛 getting. 鈥淔-fuck Shika. It鈥檚 not fair!鈥, you cried. 鈥淧lease p-please Shika. I鈥檓 sorry, I won鈥檛 do it ag鈥擜AHHH! Fuck!鈥. A long finger slowly plunged into your hot and wet walls, slightly curling to rub against your g spot, forcing you scream as you arched your back. 鈥淢mm shit!鈥, Shikamaru groaned, your pussy clenching around his finger. He quickly withdrew the digit, sensing that you would certainly explode any second, your body so sensitive and on fire for him, legs slightly shaking as they dangled on each side of chair. What a fucking drag, he thought. It seemed like edging you wasn鈥檛 going to work today. 鈥淭ch鈥, he grumbled, shoving two fingers into you, his brows furrowed, pissed off at the fact that you were going to cum sooner than he would鈥檝e liked. Oh well, if you鈥檙e going to cum he was going to make you cum hard, over and over again, right here on his lap, until you鈥檇 cry for him to stop. And even then he still wouldn鈥檛. He curled his fingers, slowly fingering you, your moans loud and short as he pushed you closer and closer to exploding. It only took a few strokes before you broke apart, legs shaking as you squeezed your eyes shut, squirming on his lap, your hands now gripping onto his biceps. One big hand gripped the back of your neck to support you while your body convulsed on him, the other was still buried between to your legs, prolonging your orgasm. His thumb pressed onto your clit, slowly rubbing it while two of his other fingers skillfully massaged your g spot, continuously sending waves of extreme pleasure throughout your body. Your climax seemed to go on forever, your vice grip on his biceps painful enough to make him clench his jaw. Your legs still shook, almost cramping, your thighs shivering too as your lover mercilessly stimulated you. His pants were already drenched from your squirting, along with his arm and shirt. A little puddle forming in his hands, smirking as he picked up the pace. Going from slow and gentle to fast and rough. He looked up at you, softly groaning as he admired how beautiful you looked like this, completely possessed by the pleasure ripping through your body. Your screams were far too loud over his praises, coaxing you to keep cumming like the angel you are. He loved seeing you like this, completely breaking apart, tears wetting your cheeks and drool falling from your lips. 鈥淔uck baby. Such a pretty whore cumming all over us like this鈥, he groaned, his breath hot on your face to make sure you could hear him. He knew exactly how to work your body, letting you cum like this for an entire six minutes.
You were exhausted when he finally pulled his fingers out of you, completely unaware of anything taking place around you, complete bare and vulnerable in his arms. You were just starting to come back to reality when you felt Shikamaru push his thick cock past your tight entrance, stretching you out as he sunk himself deep inside of you, until your ass finally rested on his lap again. A deep groan left his throat, while he watched his thick and hard member disappear inside of you through the mirror behind you, wrapping his arms tight around you and burying his face in your chest. 鈥淔uuuck鈥, he moaned, 鈥淗ow do you always feel this fucking good鈥. 鈥淪h- Shi鈥攐ooooohhh!鈥, you cried out, the overwhelming pleasure of his rock hard member causing a fit of broken whimpers and cries to leave your lips. You couldn鈥檛 speak right now, not having the strength, will or desire to form understandable words with your mouth to communicate your deep need for him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face in the crook of his neck before completely breaking down. Shikamaru could sense this coming from the moment he stuffed his fingers inside of you. You needed him to hold you, kiss you and tell you how much he loves you. You needed the long warm hugs and cuddles after not having him to yourself for so long. Although you didn鈥檛 doubt for even a second that his love for you was unwavering, you needed the affection. You thrive on it. And he purposefully denied you that when lecturing you. Despite the fact that you hid from him all day long. You knew you were just being a baby because you felt really bad about your actions however, you were his baby and he knew just how to handle you. He finally wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close against him, your chest pressed against his. He gently tugged at one of your buns, simultaneously nudging your face with kisses to get you to lift your face up and look at him. He wiped the tears falling from your eyes away, placing long a soft pecks all over your face, holding you close against him. His hand rubbed your back, the affection easily hushing you until you were somewhat calm enough for him to talk to you. 鈥淗ey鈥, he spoke ever so softly, 鈥淵/n. Hey鈥hhh just breathe baby. I love you so much you know that鈥. You sniffled before speaking; 鈥淚鈥檓 s-sorry Shi- Shika鈥 I鈥 j-just missed y-you and I鈥斺, you hiccuped while speaking, Shikamaru cutting you off to help get you together before you could continue speaking. 鈥淪hhhhh, hey it鈥檚 okay, just relax baby. Take your time鈥. You took in a couple of breaths while Shikamaru bathed your warm face in kisses, trailing them down to your neck and shoulder before coming back up to kiss your soft lips.
He couldn鈥檛 sit still anymore. Your warm vagina hugging him like a glove, forcing him to involuntarily buck his hips up into you. You grunted out a moan, Shika looking you dead in the eyes as his hands found your ass, lifting you up before roughly forcing you back down into him. He watched the reaction your face gave away, your mouth open in silence before a deep moan ripped right out of your throat. He softly moaned himself, slowly fucking you, thrusting up into you as your hips met. He was naturally rough, bouncing you on his fat cock, slow and hard, just how he liked it. You didn鈥檛 know what to do with yourself, the pleasure of his meat kissing your g spot with every stroke literally driving you crazy. Your hands were all over the place, gripping, scratching and pushing as Shikamaru fucked into you. He was painfully hard for you, not slowing down even for a little bit as he desperately fucked you, your walls tight enough to send his eyes rolling to the back of his head as you came all over him, the pleasure sending him cumming right after you. He still fucked you through it, your cries falling on deaf ears as your clenching pussy sent him to paradise, loud squelching sounds filling the room and the sinful beauty on top of him transporting him to heaven. When it got like this there was no saving you. You felt far too good for him to control himself either, his dick hardening once again.
He grunted and groan, biting into your shoulder as he fucked you hard and quicker. You were squirming a little too much for him, an angry grunt leaving his mouth as he suddenly stood up, the chair behind him falling to the ground with a loud thud. He pulled out of you, turning you around to face the mirror before burying himself right back into you. He continued fucking you, your ass jiggling as it met his hips with every thrust, clapping noises almost as loud as your cries and whimpers. One hand wrapped around your neck to keep you in place, forcing you to look at the mirror while the other arm was wrapped around your torso, keeping you from falling over. You stood on your tippy toes, your boobs bouncing with every hard thrust, the erotic view the mirror provided pushing him dangerously close to exploding, the pleasure so good he could barely think. You鈥檇 been squirting all over the place the entire time he fucked you in front of the mirror, your juices spilling down your thighs and his like water generously dripping from a broken tap, creating a little puddle around your feet. That sight alone forced Shikamaru to cum again, his hand letting go of your neck to balance on the door, his own legs shaking as much as yours were, balls deep as he emptied himself into you. He still held you up, against his chest as his second orgasm tore him apart. When last did the two of you have sex? Your relationship was still new. You started dating after the war ended, so it had only been about a year and half that you two were together and in that time you only hand sex a handle of times because of work or because you were still sore from the last time he fucked you. Which meant that you鈥檇 usually have oral and not penetrative sex for long periods of time. One thing for certain though, was that you鈥檇 be feeling him deep inside of you for the next couple days.
You were already dozing off as you lay on the bed, your legs spread wide open as Shikamaru carefully wiped you clean, making sure he didn鈥檛 miss a spot before he began cleaning himself up. Things always got a little out of hand when you two actually had sex. Your pussy surely had powers sent from heaven鈥 or hell, with the way that you made him cum, the pleasure almost causing him to pass out every time. You two still had a lot to talk about. Gently, he picked you up and sleepily, with the little strength you had left, you wrapped yourself around him. He pulled the covers back, placing you on the cool sheets, a lazy smile sneaking up on him as he watched you carelessly let go of him, deciding to just lay there like that. On your back with your hands and legs sprawled out鈥ike a little starfish. He settled beside you, placing his head on your tummy and draping his thigh over your leg, quickly dozing off at the thought of spending the next day right next to you.
You reluctantly opened your eyes, the sudden urge to pee waking you up from your delicious slumber. You tried to sit up but a really heavy weight held you down. You immediately realized Shikamaru lay on top of you, his head on your shoulder, and his breath warm in your neck. Yoh let out a little whine, not quite awake enough to realize register reality. Mustering all your strength you lazily tried to push him off of you, whining in defeat when you failed yet again. 鈥淪hika鈥, you rasped, your throat hurt after screaming your lungs out all afternoon long. You cleared your throat attempting to speak again, 鈥淪hika鈥, you said, this time loud enough to get him to wake up. 鈥淢mm?鈥, he grumbled, repositioning himself to snuggle into your neck, switching sides while at it. Is this man really lying on top of me right now? Awww my cute little baby鈥.but he鈥檚 so damn heavy! Needing to pee instantly shook you from your thoughts 鈥淪hika!鈥, you called out much louder,finally startling him enough to get him to lift his head up. 鈥淲hat!鈥, he groaned 鈥淎re you okay?鈥, he groaned, rubbing the sleep out his eyes to get a better look at you. 鈥淣o!鈥, you whined. His eyes widened, quickly remembering the beautiful afternoon you two shared before. Shit! Was he perhaps too rough? Did he hurt you? He immediately got off of you, his eyes searching your body before looking back up into yours. The room was completely dark he realized, the half moon outside the window providing little light as he sat up on his knees. 鈥淵/n are you okay? Did I hurt you?鈥, he panicked. 鈥淵ea babe I鈥檓 okay. I just need to pee鈥, you answered. He back up of the bed, reaching his arms out for you. You followed, wrapping your arms and legs around him, kissing his face while he carried you to the bathroom, setting you on the toilet. You held on to his hand, his thumb rubbing circles on your palm while he waited for you to finish peeing. 鈥淗ow are you feeling baby?鈥, he asked, slightly worried that he might have hurt you. 鈥淚 promise you I feel fine鈥, you spoke, placing a quick kiss on his hand before letting go to grab some toilet paper and wipe yourself. 鈥淚鈥檓 just really sore鈥ike I usually am every time we have sex. I seriously can鈥檛 feel my legs though Shika鈥. He softly chuckled while rubbing the back of his head. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry love. I just can鈥檛 get enough of you. Come here, I鈥檒l take care of you okay鈥. You giggled at him, lifting your arms up so he could pick you back up. 鈥淚 know you will baby, you always do鈥, you said before continuing your little kiss attack on his sweet face. After washing your hands he placed you back in bed, turning on the lamp on the nightstand to illuminate the room. Your entire chest area as well as your neck was decorated in bright red and dark purple marks, making Shikamaru smile before standing up to stretch. He put on a pair of grey, silk pijama pants, helping you slip on your star printed, pink, thigh length night dress. 鈥淪hika鈥, you spoke while he pulled the dress down your body. 鈥淎ngel?鈥, he responded, making you blush. 鈥淎bout what happened this week, I鈥斺. 鈥淎ngel, baby鈥, he cut you off, 鈥淵ou need some tea for your throat and before we have any conversations about anything okay鈥. 鈥淥kay鈥︹.
You two were snuggled back in bed, this time you lay a top him, his fingers running along your back, holding you close. 鈥淚 know I鈥檝e been really busy y/n. Kakashi-sama and I have been working hard to prevent a few people from starting another war. I鈥檓 so sorry for neglecting you over the past few weeks. Will you forgive me my angel?鈥, Shikamaru sighed, still rubbing your back waiting for a response. Smiling, you lifted your head up to deeply kiss him for the first time in a long time. His lips sweet and soft, how you always remembered them. A hand pushed at your shoulder, making you break the kiss. You were both softly panting, your eyes glued onto the others with utmost love and affection. 鈥淏aby. Let鈥檚 talk, then my lips will be all yours okay?鈥, he teased, smiling at your little giggles before you spoke. 鈥淥f course I forgive you. I wasn鈥檛 mad鈥 I was just feeling a little frustrated and lonely. We barely get to spend time together. I only see you when you sneak in the bed late at night, and then you leave so early in the morning. I miss you so much鈥.
This time he leaned in for a kiss, his lips gentle against yours, melting you into him before breaking away. 鈥淚 spoke to Kakashi-sama to arrange for a more convenient schedule. I鈥檒l now be able to spend much more time with you. Starting today okay?鈥, he spoke, a smile spreading across your face before quickly disappearing. 鈥淲hat鈥檚 the matter now鈥, he asked. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry I disappeared on you. That was really selfish of me to do. I only did it to get your attention which doesn鈥檛 make it okay鈥鈥檓 sorry for worrying you like that Shika. I love you and I鈥檒l never leave you. Please forgive me鈥 don鈥檛 like it when you鈥檙e mad at me鈥.
Shikamaru chuckled, carefully repositioning himself so he was propped up against the pillows, dragging you onto him so he could hold you. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 stay mad at you for too long angel. I knew why you did what you did the moment you did it. I鈥檝e long forgiven you my angel鈥.
You stood up to go turn the light off, quickly returning to your place in Shikamaru鈥檚 arms, quickly dozing off. 鈥淪hika鈥︹
鈥淵es my angel?鈥
鈥淚 love you鈥oodnight鈥
鈥淚 love you too angel. Sleep tight鈥
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