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BEGGINGGGG for more lisa x reader fics!! you guys have seen how gorgeous that woman is, so WHY are the fics lacking 😣
Cutting through the muscles of mastication and slicing the TMJ to have the jaw fall limply open, hopefully further than it ever was intended to go. I wonder how movable the position of the jaw would be once this happens - hand adjusted, of course.
You make me wet,
Or hard,
Or whatever word you choose.
I am so depraved, I want to read this
Edit: I found a way to read it for now. Lol. The author doesn't hold back in her warning at the start of the book.
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" i only asked for you to teach me how to make sure that i keep him happy. " it is wrong of her to be seeking such attention from someone that isn't her future husband. || @depraevity ||
This smile is nothing but a card I keep hidden,
a quiet sleight‑of‑hand meant to blind you
from the storm tearing through my skull.
Inside, the walls are folding in.
I’m shouting into a void that doesn’t echo back.
Maybe I mastered the art of looking alive too well—
because now I rot behind the mask,
alone with the consequences of my own illusion.
continued from winter's open starter (@depraevity)
winter braced for the usual imprecision of boys, but the reality was so much better. he was entirely focused, intent on kissing her, on following through on her demand. she made an undignified noise in his mouth, annoyed with herself and pleased all at once. she wrapped both arms around his neck, overcompensating so her hands looked productive, and yanked him closer. she threaded her fingers into his thick hair, risking her manicure and maybe his scalp. but she held on, short nails digging in as her tongue pressed against his. "you're still not as good as i am," she teased, bitten between relief and the urge to always be the victor, even at kissing.