✦ 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒐 .ᐟ ౨ৎ

♡̷̷ 𐔌  .  𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 ! ‹𝟹 ⠀⠀─┄┈ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ♡ ﹔↻

Soft yawn. She’s leaning on the reader!

She stole @sipndraw’s hat.

Sits in the ( reader’s) lap. So sleepy. . .

“ Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone you’re nice to me—. “ She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck before she’s kissing his cheek. “ It’s okay to miss me, I’m good company. “

Soft frown, kicking a rock like a sad puppy. “ I missed you, I can leave you be— ! I’m sorry. “

Staring up at @nanitism.

Juno and who? xitter.cf/KYOGYRU/status/1971279…

Cute, right?

Hello ! It’s late and raining. 💔

Hiiii

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Needy. . 🌀

/ I need more people to write with 💔

“ You are — such a pervert for an o-omnic—. “ She whines out, feeling his cock pull out for a second only to slide back in after his hand is out of her. It’s so good she can’t think. .

She’s never been so close to cumming so quickly in her life. She only hopes he won’t stop even after she finishes. “ p-please— oh my— ! “ She’s trembling, moaning and practically drooling as her body trembles under his frame. “ I— this is— so much. “

“ Oh goodness— ! “ It’s so much, almost too much. She can’t think, the feeling of his length and fingers inside of her are almost overwhelming for her. “ R-ram— ! “ She squeaks out his name, voice soft and needy as her hands move to hold onto whatever they can.

“ It feels . . . toogood. “ She’s embarrassed to admit it, but her small body is squirming under his hold gasping when she feels him doing both. “ What if — I can’t— I can’t take it? “

The small woman is panting softly, worked up from his fingers moving so deeply inside of her. She wants more, even if it’s hard to take she desperately wants to be filled. “ P-please? Please don’t m-make me wait. “

“ U-understand. . “ She nods, moaning out as she hides her face against her arms feeling his fingers inside of her. She knows his length will be much bigger, can she take it. . ?

A soft gasp leaves the Martian, cheeks flushed deeply when he slides two fingers in her hole without much warning aside from the tearing of her suit. “ Oh. . ! “