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She had forgotten that she was supposed to chase him, either way the rush was still running through her body as she tried her best to listen to his voice- which now grew closer.
“Not hiding if I’m talking.” She says with a smile before she shifts in her spot, squatting to avoid the cold ground “For a moment I had forgotten to chase you.. I just thought of you just.. trying to catch me, throw me over your shoulder when you did.” She bites her bottom lip
The thought of being suspended, no way of her moving but Ben’s hands moving her up and down his cock, excited her. “My love wants his soul sucked out of him, huh?” She asked and this time she doesn’t try to hide when she knows he was watching her and she looked up and let her bare back lean against the rock before she stands and trailed his hands over his muscular thighs and she smiles.
“See I wanted to be stuffed by your cock, but now I think I’ll want my treat..” she leans down nip his skin, dipping her tongue along his pelvis. “There’s something about being naked out here.. just…” she licks a strip up his heavy organ, lips wrapping around the tip as she widens her stance and bends towards him even more before she pulled away for a moment just to lather his meat with her tongue first “My favorite lollipop..”
Ben still wasn’t entirely used to all of these emotions—The ones only Charlotte could stir up. Sometimes it felt like an intramuscular, that searing and snaking as the liquid reached the fibers that make up a bicep or a shoulder.
“… I like that you interpreted I have one to suck out…”
People tended to see Ben as soulless but every single day it became clearer and clearer to Ben that Charlotte was not people.
He looked down finally, watching as she lubricated things with her tongue, breath already hitching despite barely just beginning. He relished this feeling of them being the only two humans within miles and miles.
But they weren’t really alone, were they? Sure, the developing child’s eyes and ears were shut—Possibly not even formed yet—but the fact remains. Once the kid arrived, there wouldn’t be many opportunities for melting into the night such as they were now. In the back of his mind, he worried how a kid would affect their relationship. Ben was slowly becoming his own man, free of the respective (and very much opposing) images that Vought and his father had plastered him with.
What if he couldn’t live up to his child’s expectations? What if Charlotte’s expectations changed with motherhood?
“Y-You don’t think that semen can reach the baby if you swallow any, do you? I don’t wanna give birth to some retard…” he said through an amorous groan, gently grabbing a fistful of her hair.
okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )
[ HAIR ]: sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)
[ CLOSE ]: while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.
[ CHIN ]: as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.
[ THUMB ]: while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.
[ WOUND ]: upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.
[ INHALE ]: while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.
[ DANCE ]: when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.
[ BARE ]: as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.
[ SCAR ]: noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.
[ FOREHEAD ]: placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.
[ PALM ]: taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.
[ LINGER ]: taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.
[ BEHIND ]: upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.
[ WAIT ]: realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.
[ ARM ]: after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.
[ HOLD ]: while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.
[ PLAY ]: while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.
[ GUIDE ]: in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back
[ TOUCH ]: while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.
[ CUP ]: bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.
[ TUG ]: the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.
[ HUSH ]: while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.
[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.
You roll over towards me, still ¾ths asleep, and drape your arm across my stomach, snuggling your head into my shoulder and resting your forehead against my cheek. You make the softest of contented sounds into my ear, and my heart just overflows. I am at home here.
"Plot": Sex pollen au kind of thing. While on a hunt one or both of them get pollened and are horny...to an angry and violent extent almost. They barely manage to make it back to their motel or the bunker before the rest of the world melts away and they just need to fuck each other in a primal kinda way. Followed by aftercare because it's deserved and to show Dean that it wasn't just the pollen, the pollen mainly gave them a jump start and this could be a start of something if he's interested. Whiskey and apple pie no matter what time it is and maybe they go back to either of their rooms with a can of whip cream for more fun...Top a cutie pie while giving him a cream pie.
On Anon or not, send “Plot:” + describe something you really want to RP with my muse or something you want to see my muse do (if it’s to/with another RPer, list their username) and I’ll rate it:
fuck no || not really interested || huh?? || give me more details… || sure why not || OMFG YES
On Anon or not, send “Plot:” + describe something you really want to RP with my muse or something you want to see my muse do (if it’s to/with another RPer, list their username) and I’ll rate it:
Purring contentedly in his ear, making little 'biscuits' in his shirt.
“And what great thing did I do to deserve this?” Dean asked, watching trance-like as she began to knead the well-loved henley he had on on his upper half.
“So are cats, like, descended from Nekos or what? How does that work? Big fan, either way.”
