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BITCH I REBLOGGED THIS AT 4AM AND SOME FIT GUY FROM MY HOMETOWN SLID INTO MY DMS at 11PM LIKE GIRL HONESTLY iM
Can the miracle be that I actually fall asleep at a reasonable time
I’m starting to feel like that miracle is falling into a deep sleep and actually waking up rested. Bless this post.
A miracle?
I don’t care how big or small I want one
I would like and could use a small miracle
MY MIRACLE WAS FUCKING AMAZING AND YEAH IT WAS TONIGHT INSTEAD OF LAST NIGHT BUT STILL
IT WORKED, PLEASE DO THIS YOU LITERLALLY HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE
It worked…I had a long convo with someone I missed.
the Call
So it’s funny I had a few people telling me I should write a story based on that concept and then I remembered I actually have a story like that that I’ve never posted so I did some edits/rewrites and here you go lol
Draco regretted ever suggesting Lucius Malfoy learn to use a cell phone.
It wasn’t just because Lucius had complained, on a near constant basis, in the beginning, that he could never understand these blasted muggle contraptions, or that he had been forced to teach his father about his phone for at least six months afterward.
No.
He regrets it, because now that Lucius has gotten the hang of it, he calls his son, constantly. For everything, and nothing, at all hours day and night, and almost always, at the most inopportune times.
So when, at 10 PM, as Draco and Harry lay in bed, or rather, Harry lays in the bed and Draco sits on his chest, fucking his mouth, it figures that his bloody phone would ring. Draco groaned as Harry pulled off of him with a loud pop. Growling, Draco grabbed the offending phone off the nightstand to see his father’s smirking face looking back at him from the screen. Draco snorted. Nope.
“Answer it,” Harry growled. Draco’s eyes widened.
“Are you bloody mad? He’ll hear us!” Draco gasped. The phone rang again and Draco wanted to throw it against the wall.
“He’ll keep calling,” Harry said. Draco pouted. “Next is a Howler I’m sure.”
“Oh, bloody hell!” he growled and picked up the phone as he sat back on Harry’s lap. “Don’t come without me,” he said. Harry smirked up at him.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he said as Draco slid his finger across the screen to answer it.
“Hello Father,” he said, trying not to groan as he felt Harry’s hard cock teasing the crease of his ass.
“Your mother is driving me bloody mad with this wedding,” Lucius said sounding disgruntled.
“I can’t really talk now,” Draco tried. If Lucius heard him however he made no note of acknowledging his son’s words.
“She can’t seem to understand why you won’t have it at the manor,” Lucius said. Draco sighed as he felt Harry flick his wrist to lube Draco up with a spell. He gasped and shot his boyfriend a dark look. Before he could say a word, Harry lined himself up and Draco was forced to cover his mouth as Harry grabbed his hips and pulled him down to the hilt. It was all Draco could do not to moan. He was not particularly good at keeping quiet, and with Harry’s cock buried inside him, he knew he would have to ride it. Harry thrust up hitting Draco’s prostate and caused the blond to bite his hand. He was certain his father had asked him something, but Harry was hitting his prostate so insistently he couldn’t remember what the fuck it was.
Draco did his best to concentrate, “Father we’ve…” he paused, swallowing down a scream. “Talked about this.” he knew he sounded like he was out of breath. Damn his insatiable boyfriend. They’d already fucked 3 times that day.
“Yes yes, bad memories, but it would be so much simpler.”
“Hmmm,” Draco purred. “Tell…” Harry slammed into his prostate. “Oh Salazar…” he growled. Lucius was ranting. Harry thrust up again, “FUCK!” Draco growled and Harry chuckled.
“I wish you wouldn’t swear, I know you’re upset too but it’s unbecoming a Mal–”
“I need to go,” Draco said cutting off his father’s words. Harry shook his head, and mouthed, don’t be rude.
“But we haven’t discussed…”
Draco groaned, “Father, there’s nothing to d-discuss,” he said biting back a whine. Harry smirked. He loved to see his fiancé like this. “We won’t have it at the manor. You and Mother can find something else.” Lucius sighed on the other end of the line, and Draco hissed as Harry hit his prostate. “Why not Grim—Grimmauld?” Harry smirked, fucking up into him more. Draco whimpered, letting his head fall into Harry’s shoulder.
“Are you quite well? You sound like you’re catching a cold.”
Draco nearly laughed. “I’m perfect. Better than in fact but, please, just call mother.”
“Right,” Lucius said hanging up the phone. Draco hung up tossing the phone over his shoulder as Harry slammed up into him more and more. Draco moaned.
“H-Harry,” he screamed.
“Such a good boy aren’t you.”
Draco whined, “Need you so bad.”
Harry grinned, flipping them over and lifted Draco’s legs to his shoulders pounding into him harder. Draco moaned and whimpered, taking it. He loved when Harry took control like this.
ok but imagine this
ur riding cals thigh and hes just sittin back smokin and feelin ur body and every now and then he’ll moan and you leave kisses and all that shit up and down his neck and jawline. like u had a rough day at work and you needed a release so u quietly ask calum once yall are settled in at home n just chillin on the couch “can i ride your thigh?” and he responds with “of course. anything for you, princess” and he pats his thigh and you shyly straddle him and rock back n forth just feelin urself and he gets turned on by u getting urself on and once u climax he goes “shit, babydoll” and kisses u and admires you and then he says “you look beautiful. you ok for a round two? tonights all about you, princess.” and he leads u to yalls bedroom after he puts his cig out and JhdJFHSKJHDFSJ UGH WOW I NEED ME A CALUM
Lazy Morning
This is 1% plot and 99% smut.
Literally…
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The silence between them was as comfortable as the crisp early morning air. Kagome hadn’t opened her eyes, and she fully doubted Inuyasha had either, his chest still rising and falling slowly and deeply as her head rested in the curve between his peck and shoulder. She made sure to keep her hands beneath the blanket to prevent the tips of her fingers from getting cold as she softly trailed them up and down the toned crevices created by Inuyasha’s stomach muscles, her nails gently raking his skin and causing little twitches directly beneath her touch.
CHARRED: CHAPTER III
Jung Hoseok never thought he would find love. So when his wife - the woman he has somehow fallen madly in love with - leaves him for somebody else he is heartbroken. Of course, Bangtan waits for no-one. Soon Hoseok is roped into yet another marriage, and this time he’s determined to keep himself safe.
When the man you thought you would spend the rest of your life with runs away with Jung Hoseok’s wife, you find yourself suddenly tied to a man you think is a monster. But beneath the darkness in Hoseok’s eyes is a warmth you can’t help but yearn for. Perhaps love truly does work in mysterious ways.
A/N: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS UP GUYS! I UPDATED???? ITS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! PLEASE ENJOOOOOY
“We need to decide a date.”
You stared up at Hoseok, wrapping your dressing gown tighter around your body.
“Could we talk about this another time maybe? I’ve just got out of the shower and I have no clothes on-”
“Don’t care.” Hoseok pushed past you, clicking your front door shut behind him, “Taehyung’s been pestering me about a wedding date for a week now. We have to choose one.”
Sex with Bruce Banner (Hulk)
Bruce would never go rough, always making love rather than fucking. He was scared to hurt you. At first he would be really hesitant but after a while he would be much more comfortable, but that doesn’t mean he would fuck you rough. Unless you asked him to, which would be very hard for him but he would try. Not that he would disappoint. He most definitely wouldn’t. Though I will say he absolutely would love it when you tugged at his hair. But honestly, he seems like the guy to prefer cuddling rather than sex.
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