I Had The Most Terminally Online Dream Last Night.

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SMUT, 18+ MINORS DNI. OVERSTIM, DRY CUMMING, PRAISE ("good boy", "honey", "sweet thing") M!RECEIVING.

Oh, he looks so pretty like this.

All spread out, just for you, like the absolute present he is. His sweaty back pressed against your chest, his legs spread wide exposing his flush, begging cock that you've had your pretty little hand wrapped around for hours now.

It's not that he's being edged, he can cum as much as he wants. That's the problem.

His body is fucking hot, a burning temperature he could only experience when pressed against your flesh.

"Baby...baby please, can't take no more..." he's slurring, but the next thing that leaves his mouth is an unholy moan that only encourages you further.

"C'mon sweet thing," you coo against the shell of his ear, your hand squeezing the base of his cock, "you can give me one more, right? Be a good boy and give me one more."

He whines again, a broken gasp escaping his puffy lips when your hand begins to move again. Up and down his shaft at an agonizing pace, your thumb slipping over his pre-cum covered slit.

His hips jerk forward, he's practically thrashing in your arms, begging for more. But he knows you won't give it to him, you haven't for the past hour.

The sheets beneath him are wet and your hand is covered with old cum, but yet you're still not satisfied. You need him to be absolutely fucked dumb.

You decide to give him some grace, you aren't heartless after all. Your hand's pace picks up, now moving rapidly up and down, up and down. If it's not one extreme, it's the other.

He's thrashing, begging, screaming in your arms. Fat tears rolling down his cheeks, his muscle-clad stomach becoming concave, his legs tense as he gets to the edge, he's so fucking close.

With a final flick of your wrist and a snap of his hips, his eyes roll back.

But he doesn't cum.

His eyes widen when he hears you click your tongue from behind him, your hand wrapping around his flacid cock again.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I'm afraid that doesn't count," you pout with a tone full of fake sweetness, smirking against his shoulderblade, "try again."

MAKOTO. TACHIBANA, rin matsuoka, kageyama, atsumu, kenma, kojiro, usahara, uramichi + your favs !

eugenics is a big scary word and yet people that would claim to be left-leaning can very easily be convinced to be pro-eugenics if you just never use the word. like oh you think "dumb people" shouldnt be allowed to reproduce? you think "dumb people" shouldnt be allowed to have children? its kinda scary

Action Joint Movements

Flexion – the decreasing angle between two bones

Abduction – the movement of a body part away from a midline

Medial Rotation – the turning of a bone on its own axis toward the midline of the body

Supination – the placing of the palm of the hand in the anatomical position

Elevation – the raising of a body part

Protraction – the thrusting forward of a body part

Dorsiflexion – the bending of the foot toward the shin

Inversion – the rotation of the sole of the foot inward

pooping isnt funny....

Fuck yourself asshole

STRAWBERRIES & WHIPPED CREAM

about gojo can’t help but spoil you on christmas eve.

ft. gojo x f!reader

p.s.! part of a white christmas collab by my love @hiraizens ⊹˚. a little suggestive but still sfw

even after all this time dating gojo, you still aren’t used to the way he looks at you. your heart flutters when you meet his lovestruck gaze as you hesitantly walk out of your bedroom in a very pretty, very expensive dress.

“satoru… this is too much.”

“too much for me to take, maybe. you’re killing me here,” his gaze doesn’t stray as he gets closer to you. he grabs for you as soon as you’re in reach, brushing your hair behind your shoulders, tracing down your arms to intertwine your hands together. “gimme a twirl?”

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