The sound was amazing. As your lips created a suction around his cock, you bobbed up and down, taking more and more each time until he was fully sheathed in your throat. You removed your lips from him and turned your body so you could face him, smirking against his cock. He twitched at the sudden sensation. Spencer grasped your hair and brought your face to his, hungrily exploring your mouth.
When you returned to his length, you wrapped your lips around it immediately and moved up and down, rolling your tongue around the shaft until he pulled you off. How the fuck was this Spencer? You were definitely going to have a conversation about this secret side of him at a later date.
Pinch me, I must be dreaming…
But not right now. Right now, you just crawled toward the head of the bed and sat back, spreading your legs and inviting him to take you. He kissed your sex before coming up to kiss you. You tasted yourself on his tongue as he placed himself at your entrance and thrusted inside you.
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You were already so turned on that he slipped inside you with ease. Reaching back, you grabbed the rickety bed post and arched your neck backward, silently begging him to leave lovebites on your skin so you could look at them later. Your voice coaxed him on. At least it seemed to. He picked up the pace of his thrusts and covered your hands with his own. The heat spread outward from your sex and covered your entire body. You arched up into him and ground against his pelvis, desperate to get closer. You wrapped your legs around his waist and used your lower legs to make him move faster.
Underneath you, the bed started creaking with the pace of your thrusts. You were both louder though. A noise complaint was definitely coming. But so were you. So fuck it. Who cared. Spencer smiled and reached over to his side of the bed, grabbing a couple of tissues to clean you up. You snorted at his matter-of-factness and pulled him in for a post-coital kiss. I sense she did this on purpose. Nodding, you excused yourself to clean up some more before returning to the bed with a yawn. Neither of you bothered getting clothed again.
It was too much work and you had to get up in the morning to lecture at the local college. I thought it was gonna be antiques and baby dolls but boy was I wrong. And for amazing prices! I nearly lost it when I saw the Deja Vu Tonner doll! I just…WOW. But they were really cool.
I think there is another one in Nov. I told myself I was going to really slow down with that stuff since I only want to do anything with the tonner dolls lately. I kinda regret not getting the reasonable cher doll now…. RK annoying Gavin with cheesy pickup lines, because those are the only ones he managed to search up on the internet.
Gavin: Really? RK Those are nice jeans, do you think I could get in them? RK Is your last name Gillette? Because you are the best a man can get. RK, after a moment of standing there quietly: ,,, shit. Safety regulations for butchery class demanded that the pupils must wear at least one chain mail glove and a chain mail apron. I still remember the first time I slipped on my chain mail for the first time. The cool rings, sliding against my skin.
Slightly pinching and catching on the fine hairs on my arms, until I learnt how to adjust the straps just so. When my teacher handed me my belt, on which I was expected to hang my two knives and the sharpening steel like a sword belt! I almost cried out in joy. Most of my childhood dreams and fantasies consisted of medieval battles, saving princesses and peasants alike.
Preferably while riding a dragon. I still remember the epic battles in the changing rooms. Chain mail really is ridicoulusly effective against stabbings. Luckily bonniebird has made her gifs open for other writers to use! Finn Shelby was the most complicate boy you had ever met.
He was a perfect gentleman to you and always had an ear open to listen to your problem. Why was this so wrong?
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Well, because though you liked him and thought he may like you, he had yet to make a move. The most you had managed to get from him was a goodnight kiss the week before while he walked you home. His actions were always endearing, but you had begun to question if he actually saw you as anything more than a friend. Boys is Small Heath were definitely not of the flattering type. Isaiah had been the leader of the pack. Isaiah had become the poster boy for young blinders, being reckless in nature and wicked in demeanor.
Keep reading. Originally posted by br1ankang. Mingyu looks at his Snow app in suspicion, finger hovering over your name as he considers the pros and cons of replaying your snap. He had opened it in a hurry, expecting it to be another picture of a random object or the series that you were currently binge-watching on Netflix. He definitely did not expect to see a cute selfie of you winking and pointing a finger-heart at the camera, the natural sunlight making you look like some angel on earth.
Chan, who is leaning right next to him, is all at once startled away from his Instagram-scrolling. And the plot thickens. Chan stifles a snicker as he goes back to scrolling through his Instagram, not-so-inconspicuously following along with your conversation with Mingyu from his peripheral vision.
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He finds himself probably more engrossed than he should be, holding his breath with every cringy line that Mingyu sends. This was the real thing, and it was… Surprisingly working?
Instagram long forgotten, the two Seventeen members high five each other in triumph, Chan congratulating Mingyu on finally pursuing his longtime crush. A considerably tipsy Soonyoung looks back and forth between the hotel walls and his phone. Soonyoung rises from his seat and looks to wear his current roommate is currently reading. He smiles his commendations, thinking Soonyoung must have finally made some progress with his crush. Or are you jealous? His friend pouts but nods, understanding of the concern. Just as the dancer leaves, he manages to yell out one last reassurance.
Johnny: I must be dreaming. Pinch me. Ten: Sorry, it was…just there…. It was a well-known fact that King Fugaku had bastard children. At least two, in fact. The other, for some reason, he had never acknowledged. Never even spoken to. It had been a source of great scandal in the Cian Kingdom when it had first come to light. But now, no one batted an eye. As Sakura recalled that conversation from a few years ago, she started when a servant arrived to set down tea in front of them.
The plates and silverware rattled together. She just nodded at the girl to dismiss her. The door closed with a click behind her. Bermellon was a powerhouse of military prowess and technology. It was much older than the kingdom of Cian, and its access to the ocean meant that merchants flocked to its ports. A plague several years ago, along with a civil war waged among the nobles had weakened the empire considerably. Rumors had spread of a new emperor who had seized the throne and brought stability to the lands. Sakura pinched her thigh through her dress.
It hurt. Pointer finger on his cheek and thumb on his chin as he watched her. The slightest smile tugging at her mouth. He cherishes every moment he spends with her. Oh no. Thomas almost keels over laughing. Newt instinctively pulls her closer. Her smile invades his nightmares, turning them into sweet dreams. One should get all the birthday messages on their birthdays. Which is why I urge you to hit rose-grangerweasleyisbae up!
Happy Birthday! Draco brushed the hair out of his eyes as he let himself fall into one of the uncomfortable folding seats in the lecture hall. He slowly got his notepad out and glanced at his watch.
He picked up his pen and twirled it lazily between his fingers. This was going to be a long lecture. When he had been at an absolute low point in his life, shortly after the war, he had found himself in Muggle London, trying to escape. For some reason, Draco thought it would be interesting to look into it and now, two years later, he found himself building a new life.
Studying architecture, living in student housing. He finally felt like he belonged. He was getting better. He instantly froze, when he felt the seat next to him unfold and could see someone plopp down in it from the corner of his eyes. Noone ever sat down next to anyone unless you already knew each other. That was like a sacred rule of studying. Or so Draco had understood it. He chanced a sideways glance and did a double take:. He other boy just grinned at him widely.
So I took a chance, walked in here and… voila. That sounds super impressive. Have you thought about what you could do with that degree later? Do you want to become an architect? Oh, oh, are you going to design houses? He could feel warmth spread through his whole body, accompanied by a tingling sound. It did sound suspiciously like something his mind might make up in the privacy of sleep. Him, the ex-death eater. The boy who made all the wrong choices. The social outcast.
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