JustChara

"Y-yeah, she just got going." You blush and stutter. She's told you dozens of times not to be worried about using her place to hook up with girls you still can't help but be embarrassed.

"How was it?" She gently pushes into the room while you process her question. She's answered a couple of your sex questions and shared a few dirty jokes and stories, but she's never asked anything like this.

"It was fine." You shrug. "I had a good time."

"Really?" Your aunts voice is genuinely concerned. "It kinda sounded like she was getting more out of it than you."

You blush bright again. You're not sure if this is something you should be talking about with a family member, but you really don't have anyone else to talk to about this and there is something you want to get off your chest. "It... um, it could have been better, I think."

"How so?" Your aunt lays an arm over your shoulders and gently pulls you into her. A part of you wonders if she should be doing this, another part is glad for the touch.

"It sorta felt like... like she was just going through a checklist, whenever she touched me, like she just did enough to say that she did everything right, not because she actually wanted to."

"Is that why you faked it?"

You turn your head in embarrassment, burying it in the side of her breast. "Y-yeah." Your voice is muffled against her.

"Oh, poor girl." Your aunt begins stroking your hair as you nestle into her. "You don't deserve that, I promise there are so many girls who will want you, who will show you that so much better than her." Her hand slides off of your hair and down your back, easing you into her.

"R-really, you're sure?"

"Absolutely, you're a lovely girl." A shiver emanates from your hips as her hand passes over them.

"W-what are you doing auntie?" You haven't called her auntie for years, but something about the way she's cradling your body pulls it out of you.

i have a file or folder on my pc that i want to share with other people. let's call it gayshit.mp3

unfortunately gayshit.mp3 is 750mb and im not paying for discord nitro so i need another way to send it

i put it into qbittorrent and it makes a torrent file. this is essentially a very small file that points to gayshit.mp3 so other computers can find it. kinda like a treasure map

i send this tiny file to my friend, who loads it into qbittorrent. their computer takes a moment to find mine over the vast expanse of cyberspace and then (as long as my pc is running and the file is still where it should be), it gets copied from my hard drive to theirs

this is the cool part: if somebody else loads that tiny file, they can download it from both of us. if i'm offline but my friend is on, the third person can still get it. this also means that if two people have separate halves of the file, they can download the other half from each other. as long as some combination of people have the pieces between them, they can all have the whole thing.

crucially this does not require a server!!! you can just upload the file to a few people and as long as they keep it, it's still accessible. as long as somebody, somewhere is still connected, it's available forever. the only way it goes away is if everybody disconnects from it.

children of the zariman

the hex but something's a bit off

Styanax Prime coming with Afentis and Athodai Prime!

right -> left

a one-shot where you meet Quanxi at the bar after work before going back to your place (ˆ𐃷ˆ) 

1.1k words

NSFW, MDNI 

warnings: vaginal fingering, teasing, alcohol consumption, afab! reader but no other specific physical characteristics

You had nursed the same drink for about 30 minutes, soaking in the barely lit dive bar Quanxi frequented. You couldn’t help but question if you should turn around and go home. Would she be irritated to see you at her haven from the busy city? Would she wish you just left a message on her phone instead?

As you were about to stand up and leave, the bell on the door chimed. You took a deep breath in preparation for your shamelessness to be on full display. 

In an attempt to save your self-control, you counted to three before sneaking a glance long enough to see her swallow your frame on the rickety bar stool. Her smug smirk grew by the time she slipped into the open space next to you. 

“What are you doing here, sweetheart?”

A tingling sensation spread across your cheeks as you took in her presence and gazed over from your seat. Her consistently nonchalant presence almost irked you.

“I wanted to see you,” you mumbled, trying to avoid eye contact. 

“I can’t imagine what for.” She oozed with tease and lust. It almost made you dizzy. 

She rested her tilted head on her hand to watch you with a softer gaze before ordering a drink.

You remained silent and hoped she’d spare you the embarrassment of asking for what you wanted. You downed the rest of the lukewarm liquid in your glass in one gulp to push the sentiment. 

“Alright. Let me have my drink, and I’ll give you what you want, okay?” she smiled.

You nodded and watched her from the corner of your eye, the wait dragging on for what felt like forever. Just watching her sit there and drink made the heat pool between your legs.

The silence only solidified the intruding feeling. She had just come from work and probably wanted nothing more than to have a drink in peace, but there you were, practically begging her to have you instead. 

“You know, I was actually thinking of you today,” she said in a way that made you question if she meant to say it out loud. 

“What? Why?” 

While it made you feel a little better about showing up to her spot, you couldn’t deny the genuine curiosity. 

Her smirk reappeared, teeth daring to be seen.  

“Those little whimpers you make,” she chuckled while shaking her head.

That tingling feeling returned, this time accompanied by a full-body, enveloping warmth.

“Oh come on, don’t act like you’re shy just because we aren’t at your place,” she poked. 

“You’re trying to embarrass me,” you defended, looking everywhere but her face.

“Maybe…But I’m not lying.” 

You stayed silent, trying to keep your composure.

She sipped the last of her drink and eyed you lazily. 

“Let’s get going.”

The 15-minute walk to your apartment was mostly quiet. Quanxi smoked a cigarette and savored the closest thing she had to stillness all day. 

By the time the two of you reached your front door, her demeanor had completely shifted.

You barely had the door in the frame before she had you against the wall, sloppily exploring your neck.

“I bet you waited all day for this, huh?” she teased.

“God, shut up, Quanxi,” you huffed as her lips met yours.  

You were buzzing, and all you could taste was ash and liquor as she led you to the couch and let your back hit the plush cushions. 

“Alright. You can go ahead and get things started since you want to be so impatient,” she said as she pulled away and stood with her arms crossed. 

You were dumbfounded. 

“What do you mean?”

“Go ahead and start for me. I shouldn’t have to work after the day I had,” she deadpanned. 

You nearly pouted as you did as she said, shimmying your pants off. 

“Let me see,” she instructed as she took a seat in the armchair across from you.

“We both know you can see.” 

“Open wider,” she ordered.

“Can you let me start before you start barking orders?” you snapped. 

All she did was chuckle as you spread your legs and ran your fingers over your thin underwear. 

Your clit ached under your touch as your legs twitched with every movement. You couldn’t help but whimper as you rubbed circles on the growing, damp spot. 

“Awe, are you too much for yourself?” 

It was almost cruel for her to sit there and watch without laying a finger on you.

Quanxi had always loved toying with you a bit, treating you like her little plaything, but this time you couldn't handle her games. 

You touched yourself for nearly five minutes as you mentally begged her to help you. Your eyes were screwed shut just to save yourself from her prying eyes roaming your body like an experiment. Still, you tried your hardest to pleasure yourself without going too far, knowing her rule.

“Remember, no cumming without me.” 

“Come on, Quanxi,” you whimpered as you worked yourself up. 

“You have no manners. Has anyone ever told you that?”

All you could do was furrow your brows tightly as you tried to get yourself off, breath growing more rapid. 

“Fuck, Quanxi…please?” you finally managed to get out. 

“Fine, only because you asked nicely,” she purred as she stood and took up the space between you and the couch. 

She moved you to her lap before plunging her slender digits into your spongy warmth. Your throat betrayed you as moans began to spill out of your mouth. 

You continued to work your clit as she pumped in and out of you. 

“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re sucking me in,” she muttered between hungry kisses on your neck. “I got it from here.” 

Your hands moved to grip her knees as your hips jerked at the feeling of her other hand rubbing your clit. The sensation almost sent shockwaves throughout your body. 

“Quanxi,” you choked out.

All you could see was white as the pleasure built in your core, and your back arched off of her body. 

“That’s it. Good girl,” she whispered as you reached your climax, your walls clenching around her hand. 

Your body collapsed against hers, and your chest heaved while you lay breathless.

“You did good,” she purred while grabbing your chin to face her, kissing you from behind. 

You moaned into the kiss, knowing you were ready for more. Still, you wanted to be halfway decent, even if it was overdue. Pulling away, you shamelessly looked at her swollen lips before asking, “How was work?”

Quanxi couldn’t help but let out a genuine laugh at the question. “Now you care?”

“Sorry for actually wanting to have a conversation,” you said behind a smirk. 

“Right,” she mocked. “It could’ve been better. This is helping, though,” she smiled into a deeper kiss. 

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