#masterpiece

Like you come home from a long day and he just wants to burry his nose in your neck and just smell u <3

yessss YESSSSS

he’s already in his nightwear when you slug yourself in the room, purse barely hanging on your shoulder and you’re wearing a long frown. “well hello baby.” he gives a soft smile, letting you stand between his legs while his hands grab at your hips. “how was it?” “today was so hard,,” you whine as he kisses at your cheek. “i’m hot, i wanna get my clothes off and sleep.” he chuckled against your skin, already unbuttoning your pants while your purse falls on the floor.

“my poor girl,,i’ll take care of you. y’smell nice.” he hums, and you roll your eyes. “i stink. i’m sweaty, and i need to replace my perfume i’m almost out.” “we can get it tomorrow, then. it’s okay.” you weren’t wrong about stinking and being sweaty, but Pope also wasn’t lying about you smelling nice.

he could smell the mix of your sweat lingering onto your signature scent. as he pulls you into his arms, he wants to burry himself into your body, maybe even fuse together. you don’t bother him as he ducks his head into your neck, taking deep shaky breaths of you.

“popeee,” you whine, “i smell bad, don’t do that.” “no you don’t baby, i love how you smell. smell like a hardworking woman. my hardworking woman.” he wants to make your life easier, tell you you don’t have to work ever again, you could quit your job right now. but then he wouldn’t be able to have this everyday. he can’t take that away!

he tried his best to ignore the growing heat between his legs as he drifts down your body, the tip of his nose light against your skin. you allow him to pull your legs open gently, the heat between them greeting him, luring him like a cartoon character would with a fresh pie. he pecks your thigh before squishing his nose into your sweat damped panties, humming low into you.

“my god baby, smell so good.” you frown watching him basically rub his face into your pussy. “shut up,,i’m so musty.” “you shut up, grumpy girl..i love your must.” he kisses your cunt over your panties before setting his tongue flat against you, licking up your through the sheer fabric.

Real life moment I had with my youngest sister when she was 7.

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