I Want To KISS Him I Want To CARESS His Cheeks His Arms His Torso I Want To FONDLE His CHEST I Want To

cumming quickly is an important trait to give fictional characters

This is the blog that made me realize I have a hierophilia kink in some regard or another. I’m shaking you.

I need to be on my knees before a priest and press a kiss to his cock with the weight of worship before I take him in my mouth. I need him with one hand braced against the altar as if to ground himself, voice breathy yet heady as he breathes out prayers of forgiveness all the while I feel his free hand start to brush back my hair. I need him to lose himself in the haze of his lust and thrust into my mouth but catch himself near immediately, a hot sense of guilt bleeding into the rush of pleasure that only grows when he feels how I moan against him, I need him to barely bite back the moan that comes to him as he lifts his hand from the altar to press his palm to his lips.

I need to make a priest struggle in real time to contain his deepest desires as i kiss the tip of his cock. I need him to hold my head with one hand and a rosary against his face with the other. I need-

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medic dirty talking but he ends up saying shit like "penetrating the erogenous zone"

getting crushed in-between heavy and medic. call it a sandvich-[GUNSHOTS]

I'm thinking about Fritz again and JUST. Small orgasm denial thought. Just this pent up, stressed, craving thing who already feels a weight of both shame and relief just from having his cock in his hand, but then his thoughts wander to me, and he cannot hide the hitch of his breath as his cock jolts, the shame and want growing stronger.

His other hand covers his face as his pace on his cock grows, barely muffling the way he moans at the thought of my voice, of my hands being the ones to touch him…the hand on his face shifts to his mouth as he curls it into a fist, biting his knuckles after a particularly loud groan pours from his lips, but that barely manages to hide the whimpers that pour from him as he's fully pumping himself now, breath heavy as my name leaves him like a prayer--

His hand stops suddenly, stealing the air from his lungs as it firmly squeezes at the base of his cock. A hot sense of shame washes over him, hands shaking as he tries to brace himself to gather what little breath he can. Maybe he just barely manages to gather himself, drags himself to bed even as he can't quite quell the rapid thrum of his heartbeat, closing his eyes and feeling himself sink into a sense of want he's hesitating to fully let himself reach towards as his thoughts return to me.

me when the guilt coincides with the pent-up desire and as the guilt increase, so does the desire and need:

fit and chubby nude pinup~

full version (aka my nsfw twitter)

its called the happy trail because it makes me FUCKING HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hey i haven't been here in a month anyways casts medic on you

Full on Pillowfort and Bluesky

i've been staring at this for an hour, does this actually look like medic