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Sen aşkı 'Elif' gibi dik tutarsın da,

Ben 'Vav' gibi eğilmem mi yollarında...

Genre: smut

Pairings: lee geumhyuk x female reader

A/N: I really wanna write for vav again but I suck at this fic stuff but I crave this man omg so here’s a lil thingy hehe EDIT: THIS WAS EMBARRASSING TO WRITE I AM GIGGLING :3 🦬

The room was loud with the noises of your breathing and skin against skin. Your thighs pushed against your stomach as your husband pounded into you like a jackhammer through concrete. It felt like slow motion, the way his cock rammed inside you kissing your cervix and pulling away leaving you wanting more, feeling every inch of his cock push and pull around your cunt.

“My pretty flower.” Geumhyuk moaned softly as he tore up your guts. “You’re so so gorgeous like this. Such a good girl for me.” Your eyes rolled back at the praise as your hands grabbed the sheets on either side of you. Geumhyuk pushed your thighs closer to your stomach with each stroke. It was getting harder to breathe so after letting him know he let you lower your legs. “Sorry, I got a little carried away you just look so cute and breedable with your legs above your head I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Geummie baby,” you choked out your legs feeling limp against his thighs. He rested both his hands on either side of your head his body above you, his beautiful brown eyes piercing through you. “I love you so much oh god.” You blurted out feeling your orgasm drawing near.

“I love you too y/n, I wanna fill you up so full of my seed. I want you to carry my babies oh you’d look so beautiful with a big round belly. Just knowing that I made you a mother would drive me crazy. Baby I could fill you so full of cum and you’d take all of it. I know you would you always do. You’re such a good girl, you’d be an amazing mother please let me fill you up.” At Geumhyuk’s request you felt your thighs start to shake. He slowed down his cock pushing inside you even more than you thought possible.

Geumhyuk’s hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead, his abs were sweating, his tattoos on his arms were shining. You grabbed his arms and squeezed digging your finger nails into his skin.

“You wanna mark me don’t you baby. Are you close? I can feel the way your cunt hugs my cock. Let’s cum together hmm? I wanna fill you up, wanna give you kids so bad.” As he sped up your thighs shook around him. Arching your back off the mattress you threw your head back onto the pillow. The thought of your husband cumming inside you without a condom and getting you pregnant just made your orgasm come closer and faster. He wanted you to be a mother? He wanted you to be full of his seed? Carry a baby inside you and become a mother? He really wanted to be a daddy? You had talked about this a lot as he was always bragging about how good of a mother you’d be but the thought driving him wild was so attractive to you. What he wanted and how he was going to do it.

You had stars in your eyes when he told you to look at him. Stars and hearts and glitter, jeez you were so so over the top, head over heels in love with your husband and you would do anything to make him happy and you knew full well he’d do the same. Geumhyuk’s thrusting slowed and became sloppy, his breath hitched, he leaned closer to you as he whispered all the things you loved to hear. About how much he loved your body no matter what size you were and how he couldn’t wait to dive in between your thighs just to make you cum over and over.

“My pretty wife and her pretty body and pretty pretty pussy.” He growled in your ear his lips now marking up your neck sucking and biting at the skin.

“Geummie I- I’m so close!” You squeaked. Your hands pulled away from his arms and ran through his hair. He smashed his lips into yours his thrusting speeding up again. You both moaned, his face buried in your neck. He pulled away and curses fell from his lips. You were both so close you just needed to push him over the edge. “Please Geummie baby, give me your babies please. I wanna feel your cum all the way inside me pretty please baby.” You choked out.

That was all he needed as you felt hot ropes shoot out coating your walls with his sticky yogurt. You both screamed, exchanging curse words. You came, your thigh shaking around Geumhyuk’s waist. Chanting “fuck” and “I love you” over and over as your cunt pulsed around his cock. You felt him twitch inside you as the last of his seed filled you up. Without even pulling out he collapsed on top of you his head falling against your soft breasts, his breathing tickled your nipples. Your hand came up to gently pet him on the head.

“Thank you y/n. Thank you for being my wife and just everything. I love you so much, you did such a good job my pretty flower.” You smiled and he rose up and when he pulled out the sounds that followed almost made you cum a second time. You wanted to sleep but your husband wasn’t done making you feel good. Wasting no time he pushed your thighs apart and dove down his tongue lapping up your juices like a thirsty dog. The way his tongue and teeth licked and pulled against you skin oh he was fully making out with your pussy lips and boy did it feel amazing. So amazing your thighs squeezed around him but he grunted before stopping.

Ace of Swords: An Analysis

The Ace of Swords is the moment when the Word separates itself from the flesh in order to know it. It is the blade of discernment, the first gesture of light cutting through the undifferentiated mist. To separate the wheat from the chaff is an apt image: the sword cleaves the field of consciousness to distinguish the real from the illusory and truth from mere echo.

The Ace of Swords is also the vapour that rises when the Fire of Will (Ace of Wands) touches the Waters of Emotion (Ace of Cups). In the Tarot, the Swords belong to the element of Air, but not to the passive and dispersed air, rather to air made blade, thought structured, Logos rising from the humid chaos.

In alchemical tradition, the elements are not mere states of matter, but phases of emanation. Fire is pure Will, the divine spark (Yod); Water is the receptive matrix (Heh); and from their union is born Air (Vav), the mediator, the Word that links above and below. Earth (final Heh) will come later, as the crystallisation of thought into form.

Now, Christ is the living Vav, the Son as the mediating breath between Heaven and Earth. And Christ is the Ace of Swords given body. When Christ says “Non veni pacem mittere, sed gladium” – “I came not to bring peace, but a sword” (Matthew 10:34) -, He is speaking of discernment. The Sword is the Logos in action, the Word that divides light and shadow

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