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I have a boyfriend. So dont even be weird.

I tend to spam post.

U can call me anything idc👀 This is mainly a Vic smut blog probably.. key word probably and i’ll write for other ptv members EXCEPT MIKE.

I am dead dove.

Yes I will ignore ur request if I don’t want to write ur request 🤣🫲

୨⎯ "interests" ⎯୧

Zero day (NOT TCC.)

Sweet pool

Saya no Uta

Jjk

Harry Potter

God of war

Lord of the rings😳

Hannibal

ranfren

Straight into NSFW🤣🤣👌

Mean Jaime who’s a really big boob guy, in his mouth, with his dick between them, or pinching them with his fingers. He cant get enough of your tits.

He loves to stop fucking you during doggy just to watch you pathetically grind back against his cock, showing him how much you want it.

When you piss him off he’ll bend you over the bed and shove a dildo in and out of your pussy, not giving you the real thing. yet.

He likes folding you up when you guys fuck. Holding your legs up to your chest or putting you in a mating press. So he can pound you better he says.

He’ll slap your pussy just to tease you when he fingers you. He enjoys seeing you squirm and cry.

He couldn’t take his eyes off you when he saw you bouncing downstairs. You were a rabbit. Prey wrapped in frills and skirts. You were so pretty and untainted. looking for your father who had a cigarette hanging from his mouth. Calling you his princess and introducing you to Vic. He seemed sweet and normal enough. Just another family friend. After that he came over more frequently. Speaking to you more often. His hand on your thigh while he asked you how school was going. Normal. which is what he tried to make it seem like. He started subtle.

His hand lingering on his waist when he greet you infront of your parents, or purposefully shifting under your weight when you sat on his lap. Feeling him get hard and not doing anything to prevent it. Or when you bent over infront of him to pick things up, his tail having a mind of its own and the tent in his jeans straining itself.

When you’d left to go hangout with friends and left your room door cracked. He did a bit of snooping, And ended up getting a pair of your panties. Dirty ones specifically. Shoving them into his pocket and going home that night undetected by your father. Huffing them and jerking off to the scent. You never found those panties after that.

He even helped you with your heat. Your dad had left for work. Trusting you there with his best-friend. Not knowing how fucked in the head Vic was when it came to you. He could smell it off you when you came downstairs. Your thighs pressed together as your words kept getting stuck in your throat. Which ended up with you grinding your cunt on his dick. He told you it was for your own good and how you were blooming into a beautiful young woman. And that your daddy would be proud.