(i gtg for a bit)

i can always help, give me what you have and if you want i can mess around with it))

-he let out a stuttering moan-

-he jumped, letting out a small cry- “yes sir-“ -he arched his back for you, sticking his ass up more-

(i’m her own house ^^))

-he took a long sip from the bottle before turning to go find her dogs-

-he shivered, and bit his lip, excited- “you know…i should take you to a sex shop, i’d love to see what you’d pick out~” -he laid his head back, smiling at the thought of you fucking him up as rough as he wanted-

-she sat there before getting up, wrapping herself in a robe and walking through her empty house to pour herself a glass of whatever she had-

-he looked down at you, blinked, and smiled- “then hurry up-“ -he spread his legs for you- “i wanna see what your idea of a punishment is~”

-she smiled, she turned over having slipped a personal card into allison’s back pocket-

-she got it, and walks to her room, changing, laying on her bed, smoking-

-his leg twitched, he reached down, running a hand through your hair-

w e l o she offered -3-))

-she drove home, l turning her music up and smoking-

-he trembled, his face and shoulders red, letting out a breathy moan, the cold counter made his ass sting- “mm… it’s your fault-“

-he shivered, his cock pulsed, and he nodded- “yes sir-“ -he pushed himself up, on his tiptoes-

-she raised an eyebrow, and decide to drive away, tossing a coat at her-

-he let out a small, stifled cry, laying his forehead against the counter, tears welling up in his eyes- “i- i pissed you off didn’t i? with just that???” -he looked back at you, his p p pulsing. his ass was covered in red, stingy handprints-

-she pulled over- “let me at least drive you home so you don’t freeze to death. you can sit in the back by yourself if you’d like” -her voice was quite and calm-

-she looked up at the air, she didn’t have the ability to be cold with the whole vampier thing. she got in the car, warming it up and driving in the direction she was-

-he glared at you- “fuck you.” -he glared at you, his glasses falling down- “or do i need to be louder for you old man~?”

o h

n o

my love for old men-

how could youuuuu 😩😩😩

-he let out another gasp, we’ll- more of a moan. he glared back to you- “shut up-“