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Volleyball with the Kirammans | KIRAMMAN SANDWICH AU
CollegeStudent!Caitlyn would beam whenever you came to watch her volleyball matches. She would see you situated on the bleachers, keeping to yourself as your eyes wandered in interest (and perhaps slight confusion if you weren’t familiar with volleyball mechanics) while the crowd cheered around you. It brought the younger woman pride and eagerness to impress you with her skills as the captain and main setter of the team.
You were her good luck charm, dedicating each point they scored to you, and her heart fluttered every time you flashed her a proud smile, of course it was only directed at her. When the team was going through a challenging match, she would find your stressed expression endearing because you cared so much about something she found trivial. The glow of amazement in your eyes whenever she set the ball or served (and sometimes spike) was something she wished to etch in her brain permanently. You were so expressive, wearing the truth on your face unlike many others, and she loved you for it. However, the bliss didn’t last long, especially not when her mother got involved.
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whatever you do today—do not think about sevika throat training you. her noticing your oral fixation and knowing she has to take advantage of it. subtly wiping your mouth adter you eat or drink something and watching your pupils dilate.
her teasing her thumb on your bottom lip and watching you eagerly part your lips.
sevika cooing at you when you take two fingers in your mouth. her fingers slowly thrusting in and out. “just like that, my love. you’re so perfect like this.”
sevika taking the time to show you how to properly deep throat. “deep breaths, baby. yes, perfect. it’s okay if you gag.”
she’s obsessed with you drooling and the furrowed expression on your face. your eyes glazed over and drool dribbling down your chin and chest. “messy baby. perfect little thing for me.”
sevika, unintentionally, tricks your brain. associating the sound of her zipper with giving her head. the second you hear it your hands are helping her tug the zipper down. you’ll whine when she mentions now isn’t the time.
but she cannot deny she doesn’t love seeing her needy girl’s mouth full of her cock. your hair pulled from your face. instilling every method to take her deeper for longer.
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☆ ━━ VAMP!TOXIC!CAITLYN
cw: +18, dark theme, toxic relationship, mean!possessive!caitlyn, jealousy, rough sex, marking kink, strap-on (r! receiving), mention of death and corpse.
vamp!toxic!cait who would not let you leave her mansion under any circumstances, you would not leave for anything other than to sunbathe and take care of the plants as you liked to do.
vamp!toxic!cait who always have her eye on you, no matter where you are or what you're doing, she knows. don't get me wrong, it's not because she doesn't trust you, she just wants to protect you from cruel people out there!
vamp!toxic!cait who will notice a strange interaction between you and the gardener, more on his part. he always gives you the best flowers, he talks to you constantly, always wants to be close to you and looks at you in a way that is very strange to her, but you were too dumb to realize his intentions. she watches the two of you from the window, her red eyes glowing with pure anger.
vamp!toxic!cait who every night when she comes home after a hunt for blood, she will wake you up just to want you to massage her and sometimes want you to do more things besides just massage, always using the argument of "you don't love me?" or "come on, for me, please..." etc.
vamp!toxic!cait who would force you to let her take some of your blood even if you don't want to. obviously, using blackmail.
vamp!toxic!cait who would constantly mark and scratch you, a way for her to mark her territory (a habit that became more common after she noticed how Joseph treated you).
vamp!toxic!cait who, despite being possessive, was still very romantic. she would play instruments for you, give you gifts, read for you, and plan the best dates, all just to keep you by her side.
vamp!toxic!cait who constantly ignores you, sometimes she wasn't even really busy, she just ignores you because you're "too clingy" and needs someone to throw a bucket of cold water on you.
"cait" you called after her, nervously playing with your fingers as you followed her through the house.
"hm?" she just mumbles, pretending to be reading some kind of article while walking in a "hurry".
"can you tell me if something happened to Joseph? I haven't seen him come to work for a few days..." you ask about your gardener friend, genuinely concerned. You noticed that at no point did she stop walking, showing nothing other than appearing not to hear you. "cait...?"
she snorts. "honey, I'm busy, leave me alone!" She says irritably before ducking into the office once more, locking you out and dodging your question again.
vamp!toxic!cait who would kill anyone who was near you (in this case, it has already occurred).
vamp!toxic!cait who would constantly choose your clothes, always choosing dresses with frills that looked like they came straight out of a medieval series. she didn't care if it was uncomfortable for you or if it was too "tacky", she thought you looked beautiful in them and wanted you to wear them (and would punish you if you didn't use them).
vamp!toxic!cait who would watch you sleep. by exchanging day for night, she would end up staying awake while you were sleeping, and she would always be there, watching you, admiring how serene you would be sleeping there without noticing that she could just attack you and drain you at any moment (obviously she wouldn't do that, but it turned her on to think of you being so vulnerable and oblivious to something dangerous like her).
vamp!toxic!cait who once proposed a predator and prey fantasy to you, but was upset when you refused, making her go almost a week without talking to you until you give in.
vamp!toxic!cait who would give you the best sex every time she would come back from a hunt. the adrenaline of being a predator would be coursing through her body, and she would want to take it out on something and that something would be you. you would have a sequence of delicious orgasms every night of her hunting.
vamp!toxic!cait that on a random night, she would arrive from a hunt that seemed to have been the best in her long years of life (and also the fastest). she would come to you happily, the smell of fresh blood on her skin — she hadn't even cleaned herself like she always did — she would run her hand over you and whisper things to you until you gave in and had sex with her.
your hands would be firmly on the large glass window of the room you two shared, moans escaping freely from your mouth, it was music to her ears. her hips kept up the relentless pace, her strap on shoved deep inside you, sliding in and out accompanied by the wet pops of your soaking pussy. her long nails gently pierced the skin of your raised thigh, tearing almost deep enough to draw blood.
caitlyn licked the length of your neck, able to hear the strong beating of your heart and the way your blood circulated, she doesn't hold back and bites your neck, not to suck your blood but to mark you. she bit your neck and shoulders more and more, to the point of drawing a few tears from you from the burning but delicious bites.
you find yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm, your walls clenching around her strap, eliciting a moan from her as if she can feel you. she lets out a laugh, bringing her lips closer to your ear.
"you're close, aren't you, bunny?" she says as she lifts a hand to your chin, guiding you to look outside the window, wanting you to look at something.
at first you didn't see anything, until you spotted something on the lawn — a body, to be more exact. when you finally recognize who it was, your eyes widen and you feel your breath hitch for seconds. It was Joseph, your only friend in that house, dead on the lawn. his body was disfigured with cuts and signs of torture, his skin dry and skeletal body indicating that his blood had been drained from his body.
you were speechless, you couldn't believe what was happening, your eyes immediately form tears of sadness. caitlyn notices your tears and forces you to look at her, her red eyes glowing and her devilish smile making you shiver.
"why are you sad? did you like him?" she asks as she runs the tip of her nail across your jaw, the movements of her hips were now slow and torturous. "It's a shame, he was a good friend...however, he wanted to steal you from me. thank me for getting him out of our way"
before you could say anything, caitlyn gave you a hard thrust, eliciting a loud whimper from you. she started going faster, on purpose, making your orgasm gush out of your pussy quickly, along with the tears that came out of your eyes. you no longer knew if you were crying from pleasure, from the death of your friend or from having sex while looking at his body there, thrown like trash in the garden.
caitlyn buries her head in your shoulder, smiling devilishly.
"he could never make you cum like I do."
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★ — MATING SEASON
bunny!cait × bunny!fem!reader
cw : caitlyn and reader are hybrids (obviously), heat, amab!cait, top!cait, sub!reader, vaginal sex, breeding kink, overstimulation, too short.
YOU COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE, your body was tired from the many rounds you had with your partner, your poor pussy was already sore and sensitive from the overstimulation. during mating season it was always the same: hours and hours of non-stop sex.
what you didn't know was that caitlyn was also exhausted, her cock couldn't handle cumming so many times anymore, but god, she felt so good to be inside you, your pussy squeezed her so well that she found herself completely addicted.
she thrust into you hard and fast, the tip of her member hitting your g-spot over and over again. her breathing was raspy and matched your loud, sly moans. she takes one of your legs and places it on her shoulder, the new angle giving her the ability to go deeper inside you, even hitting your cervix.
"fuck-" she moans, rolling her eyes as she felt her tired walls clamp down on his sensitive cock. her fluff tail wiggled ecstatically, swinging rapidly from side to side, as did your own.
she looks down, seeing the look of pleasure on your face, your sweaty body, your hair standing on end and your ears hanging low... you looked so beautiful and she could hardly resist. her hand moves to your other leg and places it on her shoulder as well, resuming a fast rhythm that made you scream in pleasure.
"cait—!" you say between loud moans, grabbing the sheets behind you hard enough to pull them off the bed.
caitlyn closes her eyes, moaning as she feels her orgasm coming to her. "oh shit— I'm gonna get you pregnant, put lots of little babies in you" she says, not assimilating what she has just said due to her brain completely melted by pleasure. "It will be s-so beautiful to see you all plump with my babies—" she says and moans, burying her face in his neck as she speeds up her thrusts.
you both moaned loudly and again that day you reached orgasm, your pussy gushing your fluids and caitlyn spurting her cum inside you. you stay there, panting, trying to recover from the twentieth orgasm you had, your body shaking with exhaustion.
however, your rest was far from happening. when you saw, she was turning you to the side, lifting your leg and already inserting herself into you again.
"caitlyn—" you try to protest, your voice coming out in a tired sigh. she just caresses your face, whispering:
"shh...just one more round, please?" she said and then, she started moving inside you again.
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Anonymous asked:
Omg i have a request for caitlyn x reader where reader tells cait she is ready to start a family (sorry baby fever has been going crazy lately)
baby fever
caitlyn x f!reader
wc: 1.2k
notes: im ovulating so i had babies on my mind the whole week too 😭
Maybe it started that Christmas when the two of you decided to spend the holiday with your family. Your sister had brought her two brats over, and while everyone else did their best to tolerate the chaos, Caitlyn was the only adult who gave them her full attention. She sat patiently, listening as your niece sang an improvised song about mashed potatoes and nodding along as your nephew excitedly explained the intricate lore of his favorite video game.
Or maybe it was that time you were hanging out with your friends, and the topic of babies came up. You hadn't thought much of it at first—until you caught the way Caitlyn's eyes sparkled at the conversation. She laughed, brushed it off, and insisted that the two of you weren’t ready yet. But for a fleeting moment, there was something in her expression, something wistful, something that made your heart skip a beat.
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𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆!𝑽𝒊 𝒙 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒚!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔/𝒃𝒐𝒙𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐…
𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒖!-𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒃𝒄𝒐𝒛 … 𝒊𝒅𝒌 … 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 ┐(´∀｀)┌
꩜studentathlete!Vi who you meet unwillingly during a group project presentation, she talks your ear off in the library and you get nothing done
꩜studentathlete!Vi who beats your expectations of the jocks you know and not only participates in the project but gives you great ideas and matches your energy
꩜studentathlete!Vi who claps a hand against your back in celebration when you get 100% on the presentation
꩜studentathlete!Vi who stalks you down in the library just to bother you whilst you study even if it makes her late for practice
꩜studentathlete!Vi who calls your name loudly in halls, just to smile and wave shyly at you
꩜studentathlete!Vi who waits for you at your locker to walk to your shared class
꩜studentathlete!Vi who invites you to her events even if you don’t turn her down every time
꩜studentathlete!Vi who banters with you even when you ignore her
꩜studentathlete!Vi who smugly takes your silence as encouragement to further annoy you
꩜studentathlete!Vi who eats all your snacks during class; head snapping to you, hand out, wiggling her fingers every time you open something
꩜studentathlete!Vi who stands up for you when she hears ppl talking shit
꩜studentathlete!Vi who introduces you to everyone SO proudly when you start dating
꩜studentathlete!Vi who always comes to you so you can kiss her injuries, sports or otherwise,
꩜studentathlete!Vi who loses all her cocky bravado around you
꩜studentathlete!Vi who gets actually upset with when you ask if it’s a joke after she asks you out
꩜studentathlete!Vi who gets clumsy and love drunk around you
꩜studentathlete!Vi who gets bashful when she asks you to wear her jacket
꩜studentathlete!Vi who fumbles when she sees you at an event supporting her for the first time, she saves it but not without turning bright red from embarrassment and love
꩜studentathlete!Vi who gets teased for being absolutely smitten with you
𝒙𝒐𝒙𝒐
𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒎𝒆
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being a princess is a lot of work pls give me a milkshake
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Is this more?
tw: full smut, degrading, strap-on, praise, spit, petnames
your knees give out, hips buckeling as you feel another sharp thrust by your dear commander, hitting that spot just right. This is what—? The third time this week? You're well aware that she is using you and you think there is nothing more behind it, but deeply the commander starts to feel something— something she shouldnt feel for you.
All these thoughts dont even cross your brain at the moment because how would they when you are buried in her expensive sheets while she is 6.5 inches deep inside of you.
"c-cait i-..." you trail off as you feel her piercing gaze, cold and stern. "Wrong. title."
she punctuates with hard thrusts, prying your mouth open with her ring and middle finger. "Keep it open, slut." You can do nothing but obey your commander because thats how things are, right...?
As your mouth stays open you feel a hot, slick drop of saliva running over your lips, dripping down your chin as you swallow, trying to worship every last drop.
"Just like that, my sweet girl." Caitlyn's rich, honey dripping voice suprises you everytime. She could be so commanding and soft the next second, but thats exactly what you love.
Suddenly you feel her lift you up, not even having enough time to whine about her pulling out because as soon as you notice, you're on your stomach as she holds your hips up and thrusts deep inside you again with no warning.
"Ah!" You nothing but scream out, a mix of pain, shock but also pleasure. In the same second you feel a cold hand, caressing your back in the most gentle way ever. You feel yourself slowly relaxing under her touch, leaning in as if this is a tender moment as Caitlyn's motions slow down.
You feel her hand reaching for your chin, leaning your head up as she leans down and presses her lips against yours, still slowly moving inside of you.
The kiss is special— she has never kissed you. All the time she didnt care about being buried inches deep inside of you, but a kiss? That was to intimate for her. Except this time, it felt right.
The kiss doesnt match the rough fucking from before, shes... sweet— maybe even soft. The kiss is gentle, filled with not lust but something deeper— something warming. You feel your walls tighten around her strap, usually she wouldnt allow you to come without her permisson, but this time? You come because her softness aroused you, not because of her rough and sharp thrusts.
As you come down from your high caitlyn slowly pulls out, flipping you back on your back and kisses softly over your face, peppering you with kisses. "Did so good for me..." You feel her whisper against your ear, slowly caressing your hips.
This isnt just a situationship anymore— is it?
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THE ROMANCER ( TALK )
⋆ ˚ .ೃ ࿔ * perv college!ellie williams x fem!reader
inspired by 'talk' by hozier, as the romancer herself, ellie utilises her refinement as a mere facade of her true distorted thoughts; an entanglement of the lies that she presented in so you could never know what truly would perverse her mind.
CONTAINS: college tutor!ellie & perv!ellie . afab!reader & fem!reader (mention of fem clothing) . nsfw & dark content 16+ . switch!reader . switch!ellie . fingering (e & r!receiving) . oral (r!receiving) . edging (e!receiving) . slight degrading . dumbification . swearing . no use of y/n . bullshit references to greek mythology (i'm sorry reddit tried saving me </3)
NOTES: I NEED all of hozier's songs injected into my veins and 'talk' is SO GOOD!! also !! college ellie !! who happens to be obsessed !! like spectacular give me 14 of them rn & all on me at the same time
( word count: 2.8k words ) BOYCOTT TLOU . DAILY CLICKS ᝰ .ᐟ
THE FRECKLES THAT SPECKLED ELLIE'S CHEEKS were something so delicate and precious. you couldn’t help but wonder if the same freckles - the ones that the sun must have cupped her jaw and kissed her so gently to decorated the apples of her cheeks - were indifferent to the freckles that trickled down her back. the same freckles that cascaded down her skin, could potentially fall on her chest, her stomach, her soft thighs.
your eyes that watched her so fervently were the same ones that invited your unhealthy obsession, that you had created of ellie over the past few weeks, to corrupt your mind. it was agonising watching her, glasses perched upon the bridge of her nose, a hair in her face that framed her features so gracefully. her boyish features that complimented her lightness and smudges of femininity contorted your presumptions of ellie to be a quietened soul of wit and charm.
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pretty sheriff!
18+, mdni, power bottom caitlyn, sub top reader, strap on, nipple play, cheating, brief mention of vi.
a/n: i lowkey hate this,,,,,,,but enjoy the crumbs while i work on requests
i can't stop thinking about caitlyn and her young little assistant that she brings everywhere to important meetings, fancy dinners, fundraisers. she stays stuck by the side of a young girl who has dreams of being more than she ever could be, but little did everyone know that this 'assistant' has the strong sheriff of piltover making such whorish sounds for her.
"s-so pretty" you stammered, pushing your hips deeper into her. the silicone cock was dripping with caitlyn's arousal.
the moans that left caitlyn's lips was downright pornographic. her slick tight walls squeezed taut around the toy, and you couldn't help yourself as you plunged even deeper for her, trailing your hands down to her ass to spread her open, watching her hole wetly flutter around you.
she was so stern, so level-headed. never in a million years would you have believed this would happen. it's so dirty, so forbidden, so horrible of you, especially since her spouse was slaving away at work all day........
"p-please!" you whimpered loudly with each thrust the harness pressed into your sensitive clit sending sparks of pained pleasure up your spine her nails dug into your shoulders, creating small indents in its wake.
"so shameless" oh, so perfect. caitlyn breathed out guiding your movements, bucking her hips up to meet yours. "fucking a married woman, aren't you ashamed sweet girl? i'm so much older than you."
you tried you really could, but you couldn't speak. all you could do is moan and slobber all over her tits. you've always enjoyed her breasts, heavy to the touch and nicely shaped. they were always accentuated in that stupid sheriff's uniform and could never stop staring at them, and finally you've got the chance to touch.
caitlyn's raw bitten lips part with a soft gasp as you tug at her nipple with your teeth, sucking on it afterward to soothe the sting. had you known she'd enjoy that, you'd have had your mouth on them sooner?
blooming red marks littering her body varied in stages of healing. they weren't yours. they were never yours. the whole point of this was to not get caught yet seeing those marks the hickeys her spouse had left just the night before triggered something within her.
you wanted to mark her up too── no you had to mark her.
"hey now──" her hands delved into your hair with a wince as you dug your teeth into the collarbone. it stung, drawing a droplet of blood. "what has gotten into you?" she scolded, not giving any care to your glossy eyes. "biting me?"
"you like it when she does....." god, you can even recognize your own voice as so soft and meek and jealous.
caitlyn rolled her eyes. "of course i do", she spat, slightly smug, slightly teasing. "violets my wife, i love her."
this is just a game for her, working you up, spitting cruel words, putting you on desk duty at work, not letting you look up from your papers. for one moment, she switches from the generous heir to the spiteful domineering woman. she did all this because she knew you'd never leave her side.
"keep going", her cool breath hits your face, "before i get bored with you."
and god do you keep going even as your muscles ache, and your breath starts coming out in your pants, you keep snapping your hips into the vevelty walls because you don't want this to end. how would violet react to seeing her spouse being fucked on their bed? caitlyn enjoys your little show of power, but she thrives even more on the thrill of control you give. all it takes is a brush against your jaw or a finger tracing the drool sliding down your chin, and you were putty all for her.
the front door downstairs opens.
your heart stutters, your hips halting your breath from getting caught in your throat.
violet wasn't supposed to be home, yet not for another three hours. no, no, no, no, no──
your head was yanked back, harshly, sneering lips pressing towards yours. you whimpered, falling against her breasts, kneading needily at them like a stupid dog slobbering all over her lips using way too much tongue drooling all over her.
caitlyn broke the kiss to laugh. she didn't care that her wife was currently trekking up those very stairs. right at that moment, she couldn't care less.
caitlyn forced her tearing eyes to meet her, smirking when a droplet rolled down your cheek. it was satisfying and gratifying she could cum from watching you cry.
the door opened.
"cupcake! i──"
violet came to a screeching halt in the doorway, a million different emotions crawling onto her face: shock, sadness, hurt, betrayal, lust.
oh
caitlyn adjusted her position, locking her legs around your waist, tugging you closer and you whimpered loudly as the harness dug into your sensitive clit. fat tears are rolling down your cheeks now.
caitlyn chuckled slowly in pure amusement, nothing else.
"keep going dumb girl, make me cum, make my wife watch as you fuck me"
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note; guess who's backk, a lil rusty from writing tho my bad yall (if you dont like, dont read)
tw; amab pervy bestfriend cait
caitlyn is one freaky woman. swear. but as her bestfriend, she has to protect you from things, like a creep who just can’t seem to take a hint that you don’t like him, or how other girls flirt with you in front of her. it’s the little things.
you enjoy it, duh. she’s such a gentlewoman in your eyes, one who wouldn’t do you wrong.
well, except when she’s got her hands on your thighs—rubbing your soft skin using her thumb, drifting higher when you don’t notice, or when she nuzzles her nose on the back of your ear, inhaling your scent, her eyes glinting for a second when she sees your breath hitch at the action.
one would say caitlyn is a lil… affectionate with you. peppering your face with kisses, kisses that would linger more and more as her pecks travel from your cheeks all the way down to your neck, even going as far as involving her tongue, or giving it a little suck, loving the way you try to act like it’s normal for bestfriends to be doing all that.
this is the part where caitlyn’s freaky side gets fed; she hides her boner from you, or she won’t—she’d subtly grind the tent on you: against your ass when she’s just “passing by you”, on your crotch when your attention is on her kisses, or when she’s feeling bold, she’d slowly slot herself behind you and just slowly slots her boner on your clothed cunt.
caitlyn is on you like she’s your girlfriend. maybe she should be. i mean, you let her do all those things to you, fuck, you even enjoy it, remember? she gets off on that, on you being so oblivious, on the fact that she always gets away despite all that—it spurs her on.
you’re not slick either, y’know? she can feel your gaze when her dick imprint is showing. you always drool when you see her back so she purposely wears a compression from time to time, it never fails to fluster you.
don’t even get me started on her morning wood. girl, you are a nasty freak. it could be nine o’clock in the morning, brushing your teeth beside her, and you’d be staring at her morning wood like you’re hypnotized.
it’s worse for you if she stretches and her shirt would lift for a few seconds, and that toned stomach of hers would send heat to your fucking crotch.
you’d be horny for the rest of the day.
i think it’s nice that you both match each other’s freak on the down low, to be honest.
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