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| just an older leon blurb…. my beautiful sweet man…. (fluff) ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢
“Doll.”
You hear a smoky voice huff out, heavy, yet laced with a certain softness, only concerned for you. You can practically imagine the weight of his shoulders and the shake of his head, tossing a silver-lined tendril to the side of his forehead with a sigh as his booted steps stumble through the door of his apartment.
His tired silhouette fills the doorframe of the bedroom as his white pleated comforter covers the length of you. The broadness of his shoulders and shape of his biceps illuminate from the back glow of his warm, lit kitchen, painting a soft smile on your face as you sit up with open arms.
Wordlessly, your Leon crosses to your figure, enveloping you in a slump as his weight gently crashes upon you. Your fingers slip softly under the hem of his tight shirt, framing the familiarity of his body in hushed whispers against the pink of his ear.
“Missed you, lovey.”
The gravel lap of his voice swirls against your collarbone as he nuzzles his nose into your scented skin, his chapped lips ducked into the pool of your clavicle.
You let out a hum, vibrating against his pressed features as they melt against the warmth of your flesh. The smile that drags out from Leon’s core at the simplest of sounds from your lips should be damn right embarrassing, but he’s too comfortable against you to care.
you’re trying to wake him but, but he has other plans | fem!reader, smut & fluff, he's whiny in this
Jason’s got a soft look on his face while he sleeps, lips parted and chest rising and falling peacefully. Nothing like the wild, haunted eyes that meet yours right after patrol. Or the harsh breaths he takes when panic claws through his chest.
This Jason was yours. Untouched by cruel hands and crueler words. Your Jason only knew soft mornings, where sunlight spilled in and your fingers brushed through his unruly dark locks.
You wanted to let him sleep longer. But even more so, you wanted to look into his pretty eyes and see them soften like you were his world.
Which you knew you were.
“Jay,” you whisper.
He was practically on top of you, cheek smushed against your head, muscular arms wound tightly around you as you lay on your back.
It’s suffocating in the best way. For him to be so close to you meant he felt safe.
“Come on, wake up. M'hungry,” you murmur gently.
He groans, moving his head to bury his face in the crook of your neck. One of his hands moves from your waist to your stomach and up to your chest as if making sure you were here.
Your thoughts slide to a halt when you feel his hand cup your boob. Is he—
“Jason?” you try again, weakly. The man was using your boob as a stress ball.
“Five more minutes, sweetheart,” he mumbles and squeezes again. The thin fabric of your shirt does nothing to keep the heat of his touch away.
“Oh, um…” Your cheeks burn.
He lets out another sleepy sigh and mumbles something under his breath. Something that sounds far too much like, “You’re so good to me, baby.”
You close your eyes. He’s definitely having a wet dream.
Muffling a tiny giggle, you shift slightly, trying to wiggle out of his hold. Instead, his grip tightens, keeping you pressed down to the sheets.
He moves then, trying to get even closer, his hard on pressing against your thigh and making him whine.
“Oh my god.” Mouth to the ceiling, a giddy smile on your face.
You reach out to play with his hair. Pausing for a moment, you wonder what he’d do if you tugged on it.
Naturally, you do just that. A tiny groan leaves him, his hips grinding against your thigh. You feel his lips against the curve of your neck, just resting there.
“You’re gonna be so mortified when you wake up,” you mumble, combing his hair back lovingly.
A tiny, soft sigh escapes him, and suddenly you don’t want to wake him.
So you let him sleep, occasionally pressing a kiss to his forehead while he whines and grinds his hard and aching dick against your thigh.
You're sitting in one of those circular booths. You preferred it because it keeps you close to Wally. Your head resting on his shoulder, his hand on your thigh, thumb moving in slow circles.
Your boyfriend rattles off his order—a huge one that has the waiter scribbling frantically while giving Wally concerned glances. You almost feel bad for what you’re about to do. Almost.
After what feels like forever, the waiter turns to you. You lift your head. "And for you?"
"Um…I'll have a burger and…" Slowly, you turn toward Wally. "Hey, baby, can I get extra fries and a Diet Coke?"
Wally does a double-take, his green eyes sparkling with worry as he stares at you. His lips curve downward, making you want to kiss him until he smiles.
"…You can get whatever you want?"
"Okay, thank you," you say cheerfully. Wally's hand on your thigh stills. Turning back to the waiter, you add, "I’ll have two fries on the side and a Diet Coke, please."
The waiter furrows his brows and nods. "Right…It’ll be out soon." He lingers for a brief second, as if unsure whether he should leave you with Wally.
Once the waiter is out of earshot, Wally takes your hand nervously. A small crease forms between his brows as he looks at you properly.
"What's going on?" he asks quietly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. His attentiveness warms your heart.
You press your lips together, fighting a smile. "Nothing, I was just asking if I could order more."
His face falls, and you immediately soften. Wrapping your arms around his bicep, you mutter, "It was a joke. Stop looking at me like that. I just wanted to see how you’d react."
He stares at you, shoulders dropping, and forehead smoothing over.
"You're a cruel woman, y’know that? How else did you think I’d react, baby? Asking me for permission…You want extra fries? You get extra fries. You want to burn the city down? You burn—"
He stops, thinking for a moment. "Okay…don’t do that, please. I’d have a lot of paperwork to deal with."
"Aww, I was looking forward to that."
"Baby, what did I just say about not needing my permission?" he scolds lightly.
"You're making this way more complicated than it needs to be," you tease.
jason todd x fem!reader, smut? idk man, not edited
“Jason, please," you whine into your phone. It's connected to his comms. You can hear his heavy grunts and the bodies of goons slamming to the ground.
All that only made you wetter and more desperate.
Now you have needs. Needs that Jason can’t always take care of from miles away. That’s fine. You have your trusted pink vibrator. Expect this time it decided to give out in the middle of it all. You'd been thinking of Jason while you played around, thinking about how he'd whisper filthy things into your ear, all while somehow still being so sweet and careful. him trying not to crush you when all you needed was for him to do just that. it was all you could think about while you were on the phone with him, your body buzzing with need. You want your man to crush you.
"i need you," you beg, all sense of shame gone. Your fingers play around with your clit, but god, none of it—not even your beloved vibrator—had or will ever compare to your boyfriend.
He's panting on the other side. though, for completly diffrent reasons. "fuck, sweetheart, you know i cant—
"Then talk me through it," you argue.
"I'm fighting criminals, theres nothin' sexy about it." he grumbles. "Just a bit longer?" then, he lowers his voice. "please, baby?"
Nothing sexy his ass. As if any of that mattered when he has you talking to him so wonderfully.
"Fuck you, todd," you mutter, not really meaning it.
"Later," he says as he—you think—swings at someone becasue you hear a crack.
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“Cave Johnson here. I’ve received complaints from anonymous employees that our support of the “homosexual lifestyle” is “degenerate” and “irresponsible”. It really got me thinking and I think I found a solution. So good news! We now have 23 vacated positions reserved for members of the LGBT community. Additional good news, we began a new testing initiative on evolutionary degenration with 23 test subjects all ready to go.“
“Cave Johnson here. If you’re experiencing a time loop in which you’re repeating the month of June over and over, that’s totally intentional. We at Aperture Science felt that pride month was not long enough and so we created this loop to let employees experience as much pride as they feel like. To get out of this loop, simply use the pod labeled “Time Machine” in Shaft 6 and then either kill or save the baby on the other end depending on when in the loop you’re on. Don’t worry about the baby’s identity, he grows up to be an asshole.“
“Cave Johnson here, happy to announce that our Rainbow Gel project was a massive success. We have developed distinct gels in every color of the rainbow pride flag. In fact, it was too much of a success, so we’ll be updating our pride flag accordingly to include 75 new colors corresponding to all of our new gels. Word of advice, though, don’t stare at the flag for too long, most of these colors haven’t been tested on human eyes yet.”
“Cave Johnson here. Caroline just informed me that I am her “beard”. I checked, and I fail to see how I could possibly have grown out of her face. If anybody knows anything about human-to-facial hair transmogrification, please report to my office.”
“Cave Johnson here. Friendly reminder that Aperture employees living prior to the legalization of gay marriage are invited to use our Aperture Science Temporal Matrimony Pod in order to travel to the future with your same-sex partner and get married there. Employees from the future who wish to return to a time before gay people being able to marry are also welcome to use the pod and we’ll make sure to send you to an era well before gay marriage. I’m thinking maybe Late Cretacesous.”
“Cave Johnson here. I’m proud to announce that our plan to hire only female test subjects to prevent them from flirting with our female scientists has been a resounding failure.”
“Cave Johnson here. I’m afraid we’ll have to temporarily pause all experimentation with the Gender Affirmation Beam. The testing itself is going great, the beam is working. But we’re starting to run out of thigh high socks and khaki shorts.”
“Cave Johson here. Shafts 10 through 14 are currently under lockdown due to a meltdown in the Neopronoun Syntheizer. The transphobes up in DC might call that ‘a disaster in the making’ but I call it a win for diversity! That being said most of these pronouns are radioactive so do watch out.”
Cave Johnson here. If you feel a sudden sense of elation and contentness when putting on your new Aperture Science unisex uniform, that is not Gender Euphoria! That’s a hallucinogenic fungus taking over your brain. Take the uniform off immediately and throw it in the nearest incinerator.”
“Cave Johnson here. I won’t tolerate any misgendering of the interdimensional invaders swarming the facility! Their pronouns are they/them and we’re ought to respect that. We’re also ought to shoot them on sight since they’re extremely hostile and bent on enslaving our planet.”
“Cave Johnson here. To all of my suitors and secret admirers: Thank you, honestly I’m flattered. Unfortunately for you, I don’t swing that way. Or any way. I only swing where the wrecking ball of science takes me. Usually into a brick wall.”
“Cave Johnson here. I’ve been thinking. We have gay pride, and we have gender envy. What other deadly sins can we incorporate? Maybe bisexual sloth? Lesbian wrath? I’ll talk to the lab boys about it.”
“Cave Johnson here. Update: The Lesbian Wrath project is postponed indefinitely. My condolences to the families of the deceased. Though let’s be honest, they probably had it coming.”
“Cave Johnson here. For the last time! “I’m reclaiming the slur” is not a valid excuse to shout out loud the killer androids’ activation codes! We picked that word for a reason.“
“Cave Johnson here. I’d like to apologize to Floor 194 Safety Supervisor Doug Blakely for firing him after allegations that he was forcing employees back in the closet. I was not aware that said closet was a literal storage closet for zombified Aperture employees. To make it up to Doug, he’ll be allowed to feed Floor 194 HR Manager Lisa Briant to the closet zombies if he so chooses.”
”Cave Johnson here. A reminder that next year Transgender Day of Visibility falls on Extradimensional Day of Visibility. The lab boys are cautioning me to caution you to be prepared. Do not confuse transgender and transdimensional! Big mistake.“
“Cave Johnson here. To all cishet Aperture employees who volunteered for the ‘Get More Woke’ program, please report to your department’s OR at the nearest convenience to get the alarm clocks surgically removed from your spinal cord. Aperture Science apologizes for the misunderstanding.”
“Cave Johnson here. Dr. Barnaby from Cyborg Engineering is an attack helicopter. That’s not a transphobic joke, by the way, they literally transformed themselves into an amalgam of human and helicopter. Impressive. Unauthorized, of course, but still impressive. Anyway, we lost track of them, so everyone watch the sky for a mad scientist with blue rotors and machine guns.”
“Cave Johnson here. To the joker who added ‘make the sun gay’ to our quarterly agenda, I hope you’re pleased with yourself. The Astrophysics Department is tearing itself apart with half of them shouting that you can’t make the sun gay and the other half screaming that the sun is already gay. Either way, we’re not doing it.”
“Cave Johnson here. The congressional delegation of Senator Patrick Johnson (no relation) to inspect our facilities had to be cut short due to a mishap with the Gender Affirmation Beam. I’d like to apologize on behalf of Aperture Science to Senator Johnson and her staff.”
“Cave Johnson here. Just the other day, our sign guy asked me ‘Cave, don’t you think LGBTQIA2S+ is a tad too long?’ and I told him ‘First of all, that’s Mr. Johnson to you! And secondly, I actually think it’s not long enough!’ and that’s why I’m adding an ’&’ to the acronym. Don’t know what it stands for yet, but I’ll figure it out.”
“Cave Johnson here. You already know that here in Aperture Science we’re all about gender affirming care. We’ve been at the forefront of hormone replacement therapy since before we knew what these hormones do. You also know that here in Aperture Science we’re all about not getting sued. So everyone be quiet about our role in the Estrogen Cola disaster.”
“Cave Johnson here. So far, we received 832 submissions to our Homophobia Remover design competition. Unfortunately, 829 had to be disqualified for being a schematic of a gun. Objectively hilarious, but not what we’re looking for. Wait, the lab boys just got another submission: and… it’s another gun. Keep at it, folks.”
“Cave Johnson here. Using a set of genetically identical triplets and a molecular combinizer, we just proved scientifically that being bisexual isn’t the same as being half-straight and half-gay. Now we just need to figure out how to separate Craigstopher back into his component brothers.”
STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]
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