This Is.. Indirect Porn..?

this is.. indirect porn..?

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FUEL photographed by ALBINOHECTOR with jlojosh and albinohector

Hello, I’ve read quite a few of your works and I wanted to say that your writing style tastes minty and sharp at times, but most other times it’s warm and has a melting feeling to it. What I’m saying is that your style of writing is so tasty and I’m very thankful that me and many others can read your works.

And if you’d like, could you write for Keegan P Russ (he is my favorite boy). Top!reader maybe rewarding him for a good job on a mission. Anything you would like, if you’d like. Thanks.

-X

khan sent a message. this is genuinely so heartwarming. thank you for your insight, sweetheart. 18+

seeking for keegan without a coherent plan isn’t so ideal, finding yourselves in a cramped stall. the distasteful scent didn’t override the naked desperation to take and take that inhabited the rational part of your brain, though.

keegan’s reaction didn’t disappoint you. one hand grasping at your nape while the other steadied himself, mouth agape to chase after air as you trailed languid kisses along his masked neck. it shouldn’t be turning him on, how you’ve always managed to decimate his remaining prudent thoughts without fail. “a-aahh...” he gasped, clutching the edge of the tank. “angel, i—mnnn, we shouldn’t...”

you muttered, “did so great,” aligning your tip to his hole, teasingly sinking in, “i’m proud of you.” his reply? a sweet, sweet whimper.

you didn’t offer any proper acknowledgment to his protest, gradually thrusting into his inviting heat. “almost scared me back there—” slamming in, “—but you were so smart, catchin’ them off guard like that.” he whines in response, pulsing around you. his brain was becoming mush, a grain of sand that only you could form into something meaningful. “th...thank you aah-”

he was at a loss, indecisive on whether to push his hips back against you or attempt to escape from the overwhelming continuous press of your cock, practically molding his insides. you’re too kind, spoiling him by satisfying his hazy desire of having you fuck the stress out of him. it’s too much and not enough at the same time. “nnhh, slow dooown,” he mewls, tears clouding his vision.

“baby, please,” and oh, he’s pleading. “they- they might be looking for—mmmngg—for us.” rolling your hips tantalizingly into his gushing warmth, he began to leak. “shh, we’ll be quick, promise.”

keegan should’ve known better than to be a prey taking the bait.

2kiran © 2023. don’t steal. ── masterlist

who up experiencing emotions they can talk to no one about

yes we are, we’re here, just playing volleyball in our backyards most of the time

Is the haikyuu fandom still alive? I'm trying to get into writing for it (after rewatching for the third time oops) Please interact w this post if you'd be interested in reading for hq !! trying to see how active the fandom is :)

Thank you op.

I really think everyone needs to truly internalize this:

Fictional characters are objects.

They are not people. You cannot "objectify" them, because they have no personhood to be deprived of. They have no humanity to be erased. You cannot "disrespect" them, because they are not real.

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