can u pls write about enjin w a gf thats ovulating i neeeed it
hello đ˘ anon !!! i love this idea omg yk enjin will fuck you so good if you tell him youâre ovulatingđ
maybe i should i start an anon list?
you knew enjin hated it when girls were clingy, and you tried your best to help yourself, but itâs like your body had a mind of its own the past few days.
you were attached to his hip, walking around the halls, when he met with semiu or corvus, in the mess hall for a game of cards, anything and everything, you wouldnât leave his side.
enjin never thought too much of this normally, you were always hanging out with him anyway, but there was something different going on.
your leg would rub onto his, or your hand would accidentally hit his as you walked beside him,
heâd even noticed you sat with your legs crossed. all day.
you never sat that way, you always sat with one leg under your butt, or criss cross.
it was late at night, and you sat next to gris as he played a game of âgo-fish and every time you steal a card that person drinksâ. there was a bitch cup, but donât ask if you knew how that worked, only bitch you knew of was you in fucking heat.
or, watched how enjins hands moved, holding his deck, cigarette in one hand between his big tattooed fingers.
he knew you were staring, it inflated his big head.
you watched how he leaned on the couch, all comfortable in his grey sweats that made your pussy throb in your panties.
his shirt was just baggy enough to give a perfect view of his toned collarbone, and neck littered with his thick tattoos.
you had to stop staring or else youâd explode.
but, your eyes traveled up to his hair anyway, shagging down as he washed it today, holy fuck, your legs squeezed just a bit tighter, and you also saw how his undercut needed pampering as it was growing out.
he turned his head, and his eyes locked with yours.
you shook your head and snapped,
you looked over at gris and bro confused, but enjin sighed.
âholy daydream, we were asking if you wanted to join in next round, but seems like someoneâs out of itâ
enjin leaned farther into the couch, closer to you, and you swore you could hear the purring of your cunt.
âi-i think i might, uh, head to bed actuallyâ
enjin took a quick, deep inhale of his cigarette, then leaning forward and flicking it into the ashtray on the table.
he picked up his glass, only a small portion of his drink left and he handed it to you.
you took it from him without a second thought, and drank it down, slightly burning your throat. but then it was warm.
it made between your legs feel even better, shamefully.
he sighed and got up, his big hand patting your thigh.
you wish he would manhandle you against this couch and fuck you brainless right now.
the way you had absolutely no control over your body was slightly worrying, but damn, you just needed to get fucked.
you followed him out of the mess hall, and he sighed, matching your pace.
as you walked, you felt the slick of your cunt rubbing against the fabric of your panties, and you cursed to yourself.
it was so cold, it made you shiver bashfully. you were a fucking mess.
âwhatâs gotten into you, mama?â
yeah, if he called you that one more time you were gonna pull his pants down right here.
âshh, donât call me thatâ, you joke.
âi always call you that, what do you mean?â
you approached the door to your room, and he stopped to look at you.
you just shrugged and went to open your door, but he grabbed your wrist.
you trembled, his hand on your skin driving you nuts.
âitâs okay, iâm just tired, enjinâ
he tutted at you, and between your legs purred.
he pulled your wrist towards him, and leaned down.
âdonât lie to me now, mamaâ
you smelt the tiniest but of alcohol lingering on him, along with the bad habit of his smoke, it was intoxicating to your senses.
he was asking for it, genuinely.
you reached behind you and turned the knob for your door, opening it and pulling him in with you, which he had no opposition to, it was almost like heâd prepared for this.
like he already knew what your intentions were, and it was playing along the way he planned in his head.
he let go of your wrist and shut the door behind him.
âyouâre very needy today, missyâ
you nod frantically and sit in your bed, enjin knew exactly what you were doing, and he pulled his baggy black shirt over his head to reveal his toned torso covered in art.
youâd almost started drooling at his v-line, but his sudden approach snapped you out of it.
âwhatâs gotten into you, really?â
you huff loudly and spread your legs for him, thinking maybe he could see the wet spot youâd created between your legs.
he couldnât see, but as he got down to your level, crawled above you on the bed, and palmed your cunt roughly just like youâd wanted, he definitely felt it.
you moaned loudly, but his other big hand covered your mouth instantly.
âshush, donât want anyone hearing you now, they know i walked you to bedâ
if he wanted you to be quiet, you werenât sure why he rubbed his fat fingers against your clothed cunt harder, he was playing with you.
âdonât want them to talk now, weâd never hear the end of itâ
even though enjin said this, he wasnât opposed to making you scream so loud even the raiders could hear who was fucking you.
enjin didnât fucking care, he just wanted to toy with you, it made you squirm more.
you whined into his hand as he found your clit, but your fabric still kept you apart.
his fingers inched their way to your lips, and two of them pushed past, making you suck.
your warm, wet mouth made his head spin and his dick twitch solid in his pants.
you words came out muffled as he stuffed you with his fingers with a groan.
âsâthat why youâve been so clingy? been horny for days?â
he pulled his fingers from your lips, and that hand traveled to your bottoms, slipping past the hem to your bare cunt.
you gasped as his warm hand felt your slick, and he hummed with delight.
âlook at you, a fucking mess, mamaâ
he felt you clench around nothing as he rubbed your entrance.
his other hand gripped your thigh and you trembled.
âtell me what you want, maybe youâll get itâ
you whined as he teased you with a finger, pushing his middle finger in slightly, and pulling out, over and over.
he started to pull your clothes down, and as much as he wanted you to beg for it, he just wanted to be selfish.
he needed it too, he wanted to see your sopping cunt as it sucked his fingers.
âme? want me to do what, câmonâ
his finger pushed in farther, achingly slow, and you cried for him as he teased you.
your walls fluttered desperately around as much of his finger as you could.
he dipped not only the one finger fully inside, but surprised you with another one and you gasped.
he leaned down closer to your face and kissed your cheek, curling his fingers against your tight walls.
your moans grew, so he peppered kisses to your lips just to swallow them.
he pulled his fingers out and palmed himself in his pants.
âthink yâcan take it, mama?â
he parted from your lips and you whimpered.
âanything, yes, i need youâ
he pulled away and sat himself back, patting his thigh.
âcâmere, pretty girlâ
you pulled your pants off, throwing them somewhere unknown in your room and crawled to enjin, who gratefully palmed the fat of your hips.
you nod frantically, and his big hands lift the bottom of your baggy shirt over your head, and you werenât wearing a bra.
the sight of your swollen, perky tits had his mouth watering as he brought a hand down to pull him out from his pants.
you watched as he did this, your hand snaking down to your dripping entrance and you rubbed your clit seeing how big he was.
his flushed dick twitched at you, and you eagerly crawled into his lap.
âeasy, mama, donât wanna get hurtâ
you whined and rut your soaked self against his length, and he choked on a gasp.
you grabbed his shoulders and applied more pressure, enjin not realizing how much control youâd take in this position.
he groaned as you coat his dick enough to stretch you, and you brought a hand down to lift him, giving a few strokes.
your pussy throbbed painfully as you felt his girth in your hands.
he smirked down at you and palmed your cheek.
you pout and flutter your lashes, and enjin didnât know anymore blood could pulse to his dick.
you spit, and a trail stayed attached to your lip, and fuck his hand shot up to push your chest back, and he spread you open to align himself.
his arm wrapped around your waist and you fell onto his cock with a choked sob.
he rocked his hips up against your cunt, and you dropped yourself over and over onto him.
he found his way so deep inside your guts it made your head spin.
âyes, just like that, enji!â
he was in awe how you rode him, his large hands holding the small of your back to keep you from falling backwards.
the way your tits bounced and fat of your ass slapped drove him nuts, he was almost embarrassed to admit heâd cum soon.
but he wanted to last for you, you very obviously needed it.
âfu-uck, mama, my dick ainât going nowhereâ
