#ofyearnings

"c'mon, tinsley, open wide," addison purrs, smirking down at the brunette. "show me a pretty, pink tongue to piss on… think you can manage to drink it all this time? not spill a drop down your chin?" she's stroking her cock right in tinsley's face, casually slapping the thick meat of it against her cheek, but she truly doesn't know what's more of an incentive for the submissive brunette. the taste of her daddy's piss on her tongue, or what she'll earn if she finally takes it all like addison's been trying to teach her: an orgasm, the first addison will have allowed in a while.

      “ what is there to talk about , hm ? i know what the fuck i saw . i'm not stupid . there's no way you can spin this shit to make yourself the damn victim again . ”

“Sweetheart.” Atherese chuckled as she watched the other walk into the bathroom and began to strip. Work took a toll on her and her body that she was just sitting in the shower. She had requested some kind of sitting part in the shower because she would usually find water hitting her skin was relaxing and how she found peace in it. Though her eyes roamed the body of the other woman as they approached the shower door, “Sit on mommy’s lap, darling. I missed you today.” ( @ofyearnings​ )

when maison had bumped into them in the middle of the night he’d been grabbing himself a midnight snack and they seemed to be doing something similar or just getting water, he hadn’t really asked. “you know, i like you being around,” the male admitted as he had manoeuvred them in order to trap them between him and the kitchen counter before a hand raised to caress their cheek. “i know i shouldn’t do this, but i’ve always wondered...” his words drifted off as he pulled them into a kiss, he knew there’d be consequences of some sort for his recklessness but he actually found that made it even more exciting.

      seated at the edge of her bed, damian listens as his girlfriend goes on about all the bad things he's done within the past few weeks. his blue eyes stare up at her as she stands in front of him in nothing but a pair of sleep shorts and his t-shirt. ❝ i can't concentrate. ❞ he says reaching out for her hip to pull her closer. ❝ you're not giving me eye contact ––– you're all over the place... you really that mad at me right now? ❞

ALLIE: so, if i said i bought something you'll like, will you stop being mad at me for idk what reason?

From Ivar I would take his strength. 

CODY: we gotta get our shit together and sort something out CODY: if we don’t find some money quick, we’re gonna get kicked out the apartment CODY: and i don’t know about you, but i kinda like where we’re living CODY: especially when it’s close to the club and i can have a girl home within minutes CODY: won’t get that anywhere else