A priest jerking themself off feverishly while suckling and mouthing their crucifix. Clutching the rosary around their neck and begging for God to save them, which soon turns into begging for God to let them cum…
"You make me feel safe" after fucking the soul out of her. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
His hold deliberately lingers and presses just firm enough for me to register the weight of them, to take in just how big his hands are against me. His movement is slow, teasing, as he trails one hand down my hips while the other comes to cradle my cheek. It's impossible to hide the flush that rushes to my face as I almost bury myself in his touch, something he's quick to catch.
"Don't hide from me."
A plea and a command all at once. He can feel the sheepish smile that comes to me as I turn my gaze back to his. The flush is quick to grow deeper as I feel his thumb brush against my cheek with a rumbling hum of pride.
"So pretty for me."
The rumble of his voice alone is already enough to leave me blushing, but with the weight of his praise and touch added to it, it's enough to leave me completely breathless and he knows it. I can feel his breath against my skin as I let myself fall into his touch, can feel the marvel in his eyes and fingers as he holds me.
"Meine Liebe."
The kiss he presses to my lips is as slow and teasing as the weight of his hands against me, carrying a hunger all the same that's quick to leave me sinking against him. I can feel how he grins against me as I moan against his touch, the hand on my hip trailing to massage my thigh as he deepens the kiss.
The cradle of his hand against my cheek shifts when we part, his thumb gently brushing against my mouth as our temples press. I can feel him press against my bottom lip, something quicker to pull a breath of a gasp and a plea for him out of me quicker than either of us seem to anticipate it. I can feel the stutter of his breath held to him like this, before the proud rumble of a laugh that pours from him is quick to make the flush deeper.
Gradually, he shifts the hold of his hand to press the tip of his index finger to my lips, goosebumps quick to rise to my skin from the weight of this alone against me. I nearly plead for him again before my words are quick to fade to a moan as I feel him press himself past the first knuckle inside my mouth. He's careful, weighing, yet teasing all the same as he basks in the warmth of my mouth before I feel the tip of another finger pressed to my lips.
I can't muffle the moan that leaves me as I shift to take more of him, nearly keening at the shuddering gasp of a moan that leaves him at the sight of me. I can feel the hand on my thigh kneading deeper, firmer as he practically purrs against me. His fingers press themselves deeper into my mouth, thrusting at a pace both languid yet teasing.
"You take me so well, liebling."
The whimper in his voice is quick to pull another keen from me, quick to leave me chasing more of his touch. God, I'm already bucking against him from this alone...I can catch how hard he is against me like this, something quick to leave me closer to the edge before I feel his lips press to the skin of my neck, as he murmurs another praise that completely leaves me sinking.
"So gut für mich, meine Liebe."
hopping on the medic chest train, i think they’re a really erogenous zone for him and his nipples are especially sensitive. like, “brush the pad of your thumb over one of his nips and he’ll blush and jump like you poked him with a live wire” sensitive
i wanna pierce his nips just to watch him squirm and yelp. and then after they’re healed i’ll lick and suck and nibble them to make his breath hitch as he barely holds back a whimper
mmpp
Thinking about pinching his nipples a little and press my legs against him to hold him down so he can only squirm and whine. And maybe to bite on them to see him jump; where there's marks all over his chest.
Or perhaps the touches are more gentle, feeling his heart race by every second and I tease him for being responsive for something so mild.
men should get on their knees and bury their face in between your thighs like they would die if they don’t taste you more often but that’s just me
glad to see demoman and his partner enjoy themselves but the 10 page long cockwarming scene was a bit unnecessary ngl
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touching grass isnt enough. i need to fuck a priest as he mutters prayers of forgiveness for falling into lustful temptation in-between his shaky moans. i need to make the beacon of god moan like a harlot-
Rough sex is cool and all but imagine making love to a virgin priest. Him putting trust in you. Teaching him everything, observing his reactions to every touch, watching him shiver under new sensations.
L | 26 | They/ThemOccasional writer, avid piner.[often suggestive leaning/NSFW centric | MINORS DNI]
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