Pleading with her not to fuck me that turns to begging her not to cum inside that turns to quiet limp acceptance that turns to no please stop not again

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Pleading with her not to fuck me that turns to begging her not to cum inside that turns to quiet limp acceptance that turns to no please stop not again

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Grounded (Or: Stan Uris Writes Poetry) | e.r.
Natasha sits up from her sprawled position on the carpet, tossing her notebook to the side.
"It's late," she says, running a hand through her hair and sighing. Next to her, Tony pushes himself off the floor and offers a hand to pull her up.
"Tomorrow," he says. "Well get it tomorrow, for sure." Natasha reaches out and squeezes Tony's shoulder companionably. He offers her a smile.
Then he turns, slightly and for the briefest second, to the right, before his brain thinks wrong room! wrong room! and he corrects himself. But Natasha catches it, of course.
"How long?" she asks, folding her arms. Something of a real smile plays on her lips.
"How long what?" Tony responds, deciding to play dumb.
"You and Steve. I know where his room is. How long?"
Tony closes his eyes and silently begs Steve to forgive him.
"Not long. Post... time travel discovery." He coughs uncomfortably, but Natasha's smile is warm.
"I'm happy for you."
"Steve," Tony whispers, shoving the man's shoulder as he gets into bed next to him. Steve stirs with a groan, scrubbing a hand over his face and blinking at Tony through the darkness.
"What," he says groggily, pulling Tony down and wrapping an arm around him. Â
"Natasha knows about us." Tony squirms around in Steve's arm to face him and Steve loosens his hold.
"Hm? Oh, I know." Steve says. Â
"What?"
"Yeah, she caught me checking out your ass last week. Sorry, babe."
Steve leans in and kisses Tony quickly before burying his face in his pillow and falling back asleep.
@yamahinaweek day six
Prompt: Tears/Fears or Road Trip
Hurt/Comfort College AU
Read it on AO3
Hinata rolled over in his and Yamaguchi’s shared bed. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand groggily. It was four in the morning and he had an early morning lecture class at eight. He groaned softly and turned back over, closing his eyes and praying he could return to sleep quickly.
A stifled sob had his eyes flying back open and that’s when he noticed Yamaguchi’s shoulders shaking slightly. Worry and fear were at the forefront of Hinata’s mind as he sat up quickly and gently touched Yamaguchi’s side.
“What’s wrong, Tadashi?” he asked.
Computer, show me tickling porn about laughter being a panic response. Computer, show me tickling porn where the laughter is taken as consent, 'what do you mean stop, you clearly love this,' etc. And how tickling makes me fight back with everything I have, and I'm laughing the whole time I'm begging for it to stop, so no one takes me seriously, even as I kick and thrash

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Hiiiii,, tie me to your altar tonight? Fuck me with your ceremonial candle??
Rub his nose into the floor, maybe take your time to press your boot against his cheek or let him kiss it. Then get him up on all fours, hips up and back, presenting properly. His knees should be nice and wide. Next you just really really kick him in his stupid tiny tdick a lot please please please please and it's not even like small for a tdick
some guys have all the fun