Dropped A Small Potato N Started Crying Hows Everyone Else Doin Tonight

Dropped a small potato n started crying how’s everyone else doin tonight

why do beautiful men expect me to be able to listen to a word they say......... gorgeous i havent heard a thing you said in 15minutes im too busy thinking about biting you

why is petplay always dogs and cats and shit. put your man in a hamster wheel

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Spike Speigel- Masturbation

CW: masturbation, reader said to have tits and vagina, Spike using reader as fap material.

Being aboard the Bebop was chaotic to say the least, which means it’s hard to find any time to yourself for any amount of time. Especially when you were pent up and needed relief.

You were lucky when everyone was either out of the ship or in their own rooms long enough for you to do your thing and be done. Today you managed to score enough to do that.

It was hard to fully relax enough to enjoy the time you had to touch yourself. Settled under your blankets, lower half naked and one headphone over your ear with your chosen material to help you cum.

Your hand slithered down to your core. You swiped your fingers through your slick folds. Collecting your wetness to help spread your wetness. A small whimper left your lips. You used your fingers to rub at your clit eagerly. You spread your legs wider to help aid in your orgasm.

You heard Ein bark and run past your door, you stopped your movements and waited for him and probably Edward to get far enough pass the door to keep going. Once you were sure they were gone you continued. More whimpers and quiet moans fled past your lips.

You eventually relaxed enough to enjoy it that you didn’t hear Spike and Faye arguing down the hallway and coming towards your door. Faye had walked away from the argument with Spike and went straight to her room.

Spike on the other hand, decided he wanted to try and find you. He needed a drink and wanted to see if you’d go with him since Jet hadn’t returned yet and Edward wasn’t old enough to drink.

He made it to the front of your door and raised his hand to knock on the metal barrier, until he heard you let out a particularly loud moan. He froze and stood there for a few seconds to make sure he heard correctly. He heard another sharp moan come from you, he pressed his ear to the door to listen better.

His dick twitched in his pants listening to you pleasure yourself. He lowered one hand to his bulge and palmed himself through the fabric of his clothing. He stood there palming himself faster, applying more and more pressure until he heard the sounds of you finally reaching the climax of your orgasm.

He snapped out of the present moment and walked to his room as quickly and quietly as he could. He got into his room, as soon as his door was shut he unbuttoned his pants and lowered his boxers.

He pulled his hard cock out of his pants and stood leaning against the door stroking his dick, picturing how you probably looked when you came in his head. How your hair probably fell, he imagined you squeezing and massaging your tits to help you cum. Using the sounds he heard you make.

He stroked himself a few more times before he came all over his hand and floor. His body jerking as he stroked himself through his orgasm. A low groan leaving his lips using his imagination some more. He stood against the door catching his breath. He slammed his head back against the door and looked at the ceiling. He never thought of you like this before.

He was fucked.