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Captain Fabian ([personal profile] glitteringtide) wrote2025-11-25 01:45 am
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let's get fucked up and die

(i'm speaking figuratively of course)
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[personal profile] wildwarden 2025-12-28 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Night Sky had fucked well hung satyrs before, so this wouldn't be her first rodeo. It had been a while, though...

"Ahuh..." Yeah. Sure. Whatever you say, babe. She lowered herself slowly, letting herself acclimate to the stretch as he eased in inch by inch. Her hands curled against his chest, nails dragging over his skin; lips parted for every panting breath she exhaled — sounding like she had just run a marathon. "I can... mmn. I can handle you, baby. Promise."
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[personal profile] glitteringtide 2025-12-30 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
He cradles her cheek, looking into her eyes for a moment.

"You're sure?" He checks, given how out of breath she already sounds. "You're in control, just tell me if you need more... Lubricant... Oh, blazes."

It's hard to be coherent as she presses down around him, and his head lolls back against the grass. His hands are steadying... On her ass.
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[personal profile] wildwarden 2026-01-04 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Promise." She assured him as she landed fully in his lap, a pleased groan rumbling in her throat. "You've made me more than wet enough, handsome." She could handle it!

Just give her a second to really drink in how much he filled her and how delightful the little twinge of pain felt amongst the absurd amount of pleasure. Without warning, She lifted up again after that brief appreciation, and started to bounce. "Won't be... opposed to you touching me more, though."
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[personal profile] glitteringtide 2026-01-06 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
Fabian lets out a pleasured groan, his eyes rolling back behind his lids.

"Yes, of course," he says quickly, breathless at the feeling of her, his hands hastily making themselves busy. If you've got time to lean, you've got time to... Stimulate her, or however the saying goes. He cups both of her breasts eagerly and gently pinches her nipples, playing with them until they harden under his thumbs. She is... Well-endowed, but he's just as enamoured with the freckles that dot the tops of her breasts as he is with the shape of them.

"Gods..." He curses under his breath, unsure whether this is really happening.
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