#quiteanimpression

"need help with that, bro?" they're the last two in the showers, as per usual, most of the team pouring out and eager to get themselves home. eyes trace up and down unabashedly, lingering on his lower half before his brows raise. kolya moves closer before he can answer, squirting a handful of soap into his hand and splaying his palm against their naked torso, rubbing in the suds as his hand lowers.

in which hart thinks his boyfriend is a model and is obsessed with taking pictures of him!

oh, he likes that. when they threaten him. he catches her earlobe between his teeth and rolls it between them, using his body now to trap her in between himself and the desk as both hands pull at her clothes. a soft laugh escapes him, "and i'll just tell everyone how you threw yourself on me. that is if i need to say anything at all; why would they believe you?" he pulls back slightly to pull her dress over her head, chucking it without regard to the floor. "i'm doing you a favour, cleo. now stop being an ungrateful little bitch and hop up on the desk for me."

ashlee: bighead! ashlee: guess what? @quiteanimpression

sucking the other's cock, his entire focus was pleasing them and making sure they were satisfied with his skills. however, before he knew it, his own collar was being attached to the belt and let out a quiet whine rather than trying to talk. he didn't want to ruin the moment and still craved their cum. instead, phoenix was giving it his all, continuing to thrust himself before pulling away and repeating the same steps.

she smiled happily as she glanced toward her girlfriend, while holding her hand gently. going to game night with their friends, they all sat around the living room and talked but in the middle of a conversation, athena had no issue saying, “puppy, will you be a good girl and get me a drink please? i'm thirsty.” there was an innocent smile on her face as she knew what she was doing. everyone else around them stared at the couple in confusion. even a few whispered to themselves, as they waited for a response.

“just  tell  me  the  truth.  i  can  take  it.”

" i'll cry for your touch ... moan for it, even beg for it... just say the word. "