#tcmgame

♡Title: Body Heat

♤Character: Bubba

◇Relationship: Dating

♧TW: None

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I've lived in Texas for quite a long time now. Of course, after all that time, I got used to the temperature. The hot days weren't that bad, even the cold nights. This night was different. It was a winter night that got far too cold.

The second the sun went down, everything seemed to change. Each member of the family found themselves snuggled up in blankets to keep warm.

I stayed alone upstairs in my bedroom, rolled up like a burrito in the somewhat thin blanket. My body was shaking under the soft fabric, not used to the cold air. The Sawyers house wasn't exactly made for this kind of weather either.

My face was under the blanket as well, trying to use my own breath as a heat source. I removed my head once I heard the bedroom door open.

"Hey." I said when I saw Bubba enter the room. He didn't seem very bothered by the cold. I was surprised that he was up here. Usually, he just stays in the basement all night. It is his lair, after all. Maybe it got too cold down there.

Bubba walked up to the bed. He whined at me while pressing a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm alright, just cold." I could understand what he was upset about. I've gotten better at understanding him the more time I've been here.

I watched as Bubba looked at me through the mask. I could tell he was thinking about something. His eyes gazed down at the blanket before looking back at my face.

"What?" I tilted my head to the side.

Bubba grabbed onto the side of the blanket, giving it a tug. I held onto the blanket, not wanting to be in the cold air without it.

"Bubba, I need this." I was only met with another whine and one more tug. I wasn't sure exactly what he had planned, but I know he wouldn't just let me freeze. So I let him tug the blanket off of me.

The second the blanket was gone, my skin felt frozen. My teeth were chattering, and my skin was covered in goosebumps. My arms and legs tucked inwards, hugging myself for warmth. I didn't have to do that for long, though.

Bubba flattened me as he laid down right on top of me. He pulled the blanket over us just for the extra warmth.

"Agh, Bubba... I need to breathe." I gasped from under him. I was no longer in a ball. Instead, I was flattened under him. I could barely move my limbs.

Bubba only hummed in response. At least he was getting comfortable. His mask was shoved into my hair on top of my head as his arms moved to each side of me, successfully trapping me in.

Breathing isn't that important, right? I was very warm. Bubba was working as my own personal heater. Which is what I really wanted. I could breathe enough, I enjoy his presence anyway.

I was trapped there for the rest of the night. Not that I'm complaining. Bubba was very successful at keeping me warm all night long.

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A/N

I hope this one isn't too short. I just wanted to write a sweet moment like this.

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the way johnny would use your body as his own personal pussy-selve. his hands gripping your waist hard enough to leave bruises, using his strength to drag your pussy up and down his cock. his rugged couch in his shack creaking under the weight of his pounding, threatening to break under the pressure.

“Keep your noise down, don’t want Nancy and em’ hearin’ us, do we?”

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now that you’ve grown accustom to the routine— him coming home from a ‘hunt’ and you’re done with your chores— it was time for you to please his cock. His hand wrapping around your hair and forcing you to bounce on his length, whether it hurt or not. His other hand is too busy playing with your tit as you bounced, his eyes lingering on the jiggling fat of your ass slamming on his abdomen.

“there ya go, baby girl— fuckkk— keep doin’ ya you’re doin’… if ya know that’s best for you.”

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in the past, when he first caught you hiding in his shack while the rest of the family chased your friends, he had better plans in mind for you. After all, the way you arched and backed your ass up on his cock was well enough information to tell him you were enjoying every inch of him. his hands tugged at the rope as he pounding into you from behind. he liked how loud were moaning, too bad your friends were having a bad time…

“Heh, who know you’d be such a good slut? I’d imagine chu’ would have fought against the ropes… I’m keepin’ you~”

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do i need to elaborate? he’s obsessed with having power over you. he already has your lipstick smeared all over his lips and cheeks from making out and grinding through your clothes on his couch… but it doesn’t stop him from pushing you down on it, half your body bouncing on the cushions and under his thighs, pinning you in place. his cock casts a shadow on your face, you stick your tongue out for him. a grin spreads across his face as his slaps his length against your tongue, stroking it against your lips…

“good girl, keep your mouth open for me, fuckin’— baby— mmm…”

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oh… but when you finally helped kill someone with johnny? ooo, that night was different. his hands grip your ass cheeks as you lay on your stomach. that shit-eating grin lined his face, reminiscing on how you jumped in and actually killed someone that tried to hurt him… you helped. you helped provide for the family, his mother accepts you now. everything was okay now. he goes lower and his big, broad hands grip your hips pulling you close as his tongue pushes between your thighs. his tongue was relentless— he pulls back and cuddles your hips, leaving kisses along your skin.

"Might as well go exploring." Maria didnt count her escapes, but they all ended the same.

They all ended in him catching her.

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First actual post on Tumblr wohooo, rushed a little Maria edit but i like it!

Made in Photoshop 2024/25

Doll sighting!!!!

♡Title: Sleepy Head

♤Character: Johnny

◇Relationship: Dating

♧TW: None

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I've been dating Johnny for a while now, getting close to him and his family. The two of us have been inseparable lately, and I don't see that changing anytime soon.

He invited me to stay with him in his shack right behind Nancy's house. An offer I couldn't deny. So, I moved in. There was a small issue, though. It was a small shack, only meant for one person. We could get around most things because it's not like we were there 247, but the big problem was sleeping. This messy man sleeps on a couch. A tiny couch. The first night was difficult, to say the least.

"How's that supposed to work?" I asked with my hands on my hips, looking down at the couch.

"We can fit." Johnny placed a hand lightly on my lower back. "We just gotta lay on top of each other."

"Johnny, it's Texas. It's hot as hell." I turned towards him with my arms out to the side.

"You'll just have to be on top then." Johnny had a warm smile as he looked down at me. His hands came up and lightly held onto my waist while guiding me towards the couch.

Johnny laid down on his back, his arms reaching out towards me. I let out a sigh before giving in and laying on top of him. I had to shift around just to get comfort with my arms around his waist and my head resting on his chest. His arms moved around me and rested against my back, only pulling me closer to him. After we both got comfortable, we quickly fell asleep.

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The night was alright. Of course, there was a few 'stop moving' or 'your elbow is stabbing me' between the two of us. Even with those small situations, I'd say it was a relatively peaceful night.

My eyelids slowly opened to see Johnny's shack all light up from the morning sun. A soft groan escaped my lips as I went to sit up just to be pulled back down. I almost forgot I was sleeping on top of Johnny. I was basically his blanket for the night.

"Just a few more minutes." Johnny groaned groggily while tightening his arms around me.

"Fine." I said with a sigh. His arms slowly loosened around me as he went back into his sleepy state.

I would fall asleep with him, but I was already awake and couldn't quite go back to sleep. So, I used his loose grip as an advantage and moved to a seat position on him. I couldn't help but giggle as I looked down at Johnny, seeing something I've never seen before and never thought I ever would.

"What are you giggling at?" Johnny asked without even opening his eyes.

"Your hair." I replied while reaching out and brushing my fingers through his messy hair. Strands were going in each direction, and it even looked like it was knotting in a few places.

"It's not that bad." Johnny said, mostly ignoring me.

"But I've never seen it before. You always keep your hair so perfect." I said while still messing with his messy hair. "I never thought about what it looked like when you first wake up."

"You just love messin' with it, don't ya?" Johnny said with a smirk, his eyes finally opening to look up at me.

"Absolutely I do. You never let me normally." I said while Johnny sat up, making it so I was sitting on his lap.

"Because I gotta make it look nice, and it ain't gonna stay nice with you messin' with it." He said while holding onto my hips.

"Well then, I guess I have to stay over more often so I can mess with your hair in the mornings." My hands were still up, brushing through his morning hair.

"I'll be okay with that." His smirk returned.

"It's a deal then." From that moment onwards, I had moved in with Johnny and got used to the strange sleeping issue but even more excited to messing with his hair every morning.

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