GOSHIKI T. + INEXPERIENCED + DRY HUMPING + NECKING

GOSHIKI T. + INEXPERIENCED + DRY HUMPING + NECKING —

c/w: gn. reader; inexperienced! goshiki; dry humping; neck licking (?)

he’s not exactly experienced // but that’s okay! // it’s nice taking it slow, gradually building up to where you are now // sitting in his lap n gently kissing him // grinding against the growing bulge in his sweatpants // he’s still sensitive to touch // moaning quietly against your lips n pulling away breathless // his head tips back, baring his pretty neck

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“i really want to...” you trail off, almost shyly. it’s not exactly an easy thing to spit out — telling him that his neck looks pretty in the least edward cullen-esque way possible.

“you want to...?” goshiki prompts, gently squeezing your hips. “you want to what, baby?”

“i want to lick your neck,” you mumble. goshiki catches it anyways.

the tips of his ears turn pink and he hides the way his breath hitches at the thought; he can practically feel your soft lips against his neck, trailing them over the hypersensitive skin.

goshiki swallows. “yeah, okay.”

your hand comes up to cup the side of his neck, thumb pressing up against his sharp jawline to keep his head tilited back. just a little kiss to his collarbone has him squirming, hips bucking ever so slightly; it makes you eager to see how much more of this he can take.

you flatten your tongue against the hollow at the base of his neck, dragging it hot and wet over the bumps of his adam’s apple and up the side, feeling the flutter of his racing heartbeat. he moans at the feeling, unconsciously dragging you harder over his throbbing cock.

“tell me how it feels,” you whisper, kissing the sweet spot under the hinge of his jaw, emboldened by his reaction.

“g- good,” he breathes.

your hand sneaks down to palm him through his sweatpants, feeling proudly the wet stain where his sticky precum soaks them, sucking a pretty pink mark on the side of his neck. his cock twitches between the thin layers of clothing as he holds your wrist, hips bucking up to grind into your hand desperately. he’s so close, he’s gonna cum in his pants.

“feels so good, baby. ‘m so- fuck, please, i need more.” <//3

one-one my beloved

mobius: go on take a look around

loki pov of the tva:

Bucky : am I the only person who finds it weird that I can transfer data from my brain to someone else's by opening my mouth and pushing air with vibration in their direction?

Sam :

Sam : How high are you?

Bucky : 6"0

it would be so cool if book one (01) had an easter egg with chicken choice judy something like the band poster on tulip's bedroom wall or maybe in that episode where she had to sing to a rock to get out of the car and she sang one of the boys' music

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