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°ʚ🎀ɞ° 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼

explicit content ahead, underwear fixation, pussy pronouns, the pictures above do not describe reader, cnc (somnophilia) view at your discretion.

𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓖, 𝓦𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓒𝓸𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝔂 𝓛. 𝓡

(divider by @chrisssiren )

Pope was a nasty mother fucker.

He touched himself raw, no lube, just pure callouses just because he liked the pain. he felt like he didn’t deserve to feel pleasure, he wasn’t a good man.

What he did to Catherine stuck, Baz’s death was holding onto him, Smurf’s words to him clung onto him like a bad case of chicken pox.

He didn’t deserve you, no. He knew when he slipped off your pretty underwear, slipping them into his pocket, God had forever locked the heavens gates.

And sometimes, just sometimes, he would mourn the man he could have been, going to church, raising a few kids, maybe even family dinners that didn’t mean having his mother watch him shower afterwards. He craved the normalcy.

Which is why he’s a nasty man. He could have it all, change his name, move to a new city, he knew how to do it. He knows how to keep a life unknown. but yet… he finds himself attached to you like the way your slick is attached to your pretty pink underwear.

He met you at one of Deran’s party’s, alone in a babydoll top, with shorts that rode up your ass. He didn’t mean to talk to you at all, but after seeing your drink spiked, he had truly no choice but to talk to you.

Thankfully, you gave him your number and told him to call. Calling took five hours out of his day, leaving you on the phone whenever he had business to do while you went everywhere but his arms.

And god he loved it, every minute, hearing your voice talking to the cashier, sometimes if he was lucky, you would let him hear your beautiful moans as you lightly tapped your clit thinking of him.

One night before he went to bed in your room, the room that was covered in fairy lights and everything pink, while he wore grey sweats and no shirt, he felt out of place having your pink clad breasts touch his scarred chest. Before falling asleep you whispered the most sinful words he’d ever hope to hear.

“Y’know… y’could do whatever you want to me when I’m asleep right?” you whispered softly to him, kissing his bicep. He didn’t respond, he didn’t know how to, just simply falling asleep with you (with a hand on his gun.)

He never meant to put good use to it, he doesn’t want to hurt you. Until of course the panty obsession.

Right before bed, you left your panties on the floor, you had fallen asleep on the couch, too tired from work. When he walked into your room making sure all the lights were off, he found the dirty underwear. He just couldn’t help himself!!!

Bringing the white cotton underwear to his face, he sniffs it deeply, afraid the scent will leak out. His nose touches some leftover discharge, without thinking, he licks it.

Licking it off until the underwear was almost fully soaked. Shoving them into his pocket, he goes to take a very cold shower.

(I’ll get into the panty sniffing more later…)

He kept secretly acting on it, stealing your underwear, stroking his cock, then finding new ones. It wasn’t until he found you laying down with nothing but his shirt and underwear on is when he really started testing out your limits.

He slowly walks to the bed, playing with the tiny bow on them, leaning down and pressing a small kiss to them too.

Then without a second thought, he climbs onto the frilly pink bed, hugging you from the side, then reaching his hand down to tug your panties forward, giving you a wedgie.

He sees the way your folds mold around it, your clit visible, your slick now soaking through the cotton, holding back a moan, he rubs his hard on between your ass, mesmerized at how your pussy takes your own underwear.

He slides the fabric back and forth, creating friction against your clit, you stir in your sleep. “Shhh.” He whispers in your ear, then whimpering once he feels the way your clit pulsates due to the touch.

Using his middle and ring finger, he touches the mold between your folds, playing with your hold he couldn’t exactly shove his fingers into, moaning against your neck. He was infatuated with the way your pussy moved and the way it held its form. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he sucks them gently, taking in your taste.

When you wake up in the morning, you’ll pretend not to notice the way your panties are pushed to the side and his cock inside.

Maybe you’ll just have to hump on your new panties and gift them to him, maybe he’ll confess his dirty secret!!!

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this is ⭐️baby⭐️ signing off!!!

My first post here~

I'm so happy with this lovely IW headdress i've got recently! I think it's a good place to start my blog :)

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