Leon, Handing Luis A Steaming Cup Of Coffee: Blow.

Day so long I gotta get in the soup

I’d let Leon do this to me tbh

Tied up

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My sister called it a waste of time and I want to prove her wrong.

I keep thinking about how Selina Kyle visiting Bruce for the first time after he gets custody of Damian would go. Like she thinks this is going to be like any other visit with her not-boyfriend and then here comes this absolutely murderous preschooler with his giant green eyes, and she can't help but scoop him up like one of her strays. Bruce recognizes the mischievous glint she gets in her eyes when she knows she's found a prize he won't take from her and there'll be absolutely no amount of "Selina, No" that can keep her from teaching him to be more of a menace than he already is.

He’s finally here

I NEED Gwendolyn Christie to play Lady Dimitrescu in literally anything holy shit it’s just so…

Johnny Cage in this

autism be damned my girl can operate a wrecking ball

Gentle Giant

Warnings: piv, oral (f recieving), fingering, size difference

You shriek as your giant husband throws you onto your shared bed, launching himself after you. He catches you as you almost bounce off the mattress and into the floor, pulling you into the safety of his arms. A contented sigh falls from your lips as you snuggle deeper into his broad chest. Jonathan’s breath is warm as it feathers your hair to tickle the back of your neck. You let out a soft giggle and roll over to face him. Despite his calm and collected demeanor, his pupils are blown and his eyes are a deeper blue than usual. You know that he won’t initiate unless you’re totally oblivious to what he wants, so you give him a soft smile before slipping out of your night clothes and moving to straddle his wide waist. “Hm, I thought you’d never figure me out,” he hums, placing himself over you. “We’ve been married for a while now, perhaps I should stop being so shy about these things,” he ponders, leaning down to brush his lips against your neck. “But then again, I like it when you undress me like you do.” His voice drips with gentle teasing as you move your hands to unbutton his shirt and slip it off his broad shoulders. His whole torso is muscular from years of wrestling and Rugby. You push his pants down his hips and he repositions himself to remove them completely.

He lets out a low hum as he brushes his hand up your thigh and brings it to rest on your hip. “Johnathan it’s okay, I promise,” you giggle, guiding his hand to press against your arousal. “Hm, if you say so. Already so wet for me darling, just look at you,” he praises, circling the pad of his thumb around your clit. Johnathan wraps his free arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer and burying his nose behind your ear. “I love you so much,” he breathes, pressing his lips to your jaw. A soft whimper falls from your lips as you wrap your arms around his neck and urge him up to kiss you. He complies to your silent demand before slipping down the bed and resting his head on your thigh. You gasp as he wraps his arms under your knees and pulls you towards him, his face just inches from your pussy. He teases your entrance with his tongue before once again focusing his attention on your clit. You grip his hair and arch your back as he slips two fingers into you, maling you suck in a sharp breath. He works you through your first orgasam with ease, despite how inexperienced he acts when trying to initiate.

“You’re always so good for me darling,” he coos, crawling back up the bed to lay beside you. “Do you want a taste?” He extends his fingers towards you. You gingerly take them into your mouth, sucking them clean, earning yourself more praise from the giant man holding you. “Now, on to the main course hm,” he hums, moving to hover over you. You reach your hands between the two of you to line him up with your entrance, then using it to clutch at his hip as he slowly pushes himself inside. “J-Johnathan,” you breathe, clutching at his broad shoulders, searching for something to ground yourself with “You alright sweetheart?” You bite your bottom lip and nod, encouraging him to start moving. His pace is slow and rhythmic, pushing all the way in before pulling almost completely out and starting anew. You would be lying if you said he wasn’t well endowed. Everything about this man was perfect, why shouldn’t sex with him be too? Once you fully adjust to his size, something you still took time to do, even after four months of marriage, you wrap your legs around him and urge him to speed up. He leans back and holds your hips as he thrusts into you, admiring you. “Hm, look at how well you take me, darling,” he hums, pushing down on the bulge in your lower abdomen, pulling a sharp gasp from your lips. He lets out a groan and pushes down again as your walls flutter around him. “Cum for me sweetheart, you’re being so good for me, now come on,” He encourages, reaching down to massage your clit again. You come undone in his hands and he follows not long after. He pulls out and moves to get a rag to clean you up with, but you pull him back down into the bed with you. “Jojo, I’m naked, if you get up I’ll get cold,” you laugh, hugging his arm. That's all the convincing it takes for him to lay back down and pull you into his warm chest.

His micro-expressions have me in a chokehold….