My Larry Johnson Headcanons Pt. 3 🧚

the most embarrassing part about being a virgin smut writer is that those tiktoks of pussy eating/cock sucking tips and tricks have me taking notes. not to use irl because HA nobody's touching me any time soon are you kidding. but to make sure sex havers think I know what I'm talking about when writing my fictional character porn

Thinking about

Competitive Kyle "Garrick" Gaz

Enlisting at the same time and becoming friends since day one. Always coming first on every classification, one week you're first, next week it's him.

People think you two are friends because you are always at the top, until they stop to look and realise is the other way around. The only reason you two are always at the top is because you are friends.

Best friends.

Always competing with each other.

There are like 30 other soldiers in the same training squad, still Kyle and you only have eyes for each other.

Running side by side, sparring is always a tie, beating each other records every single time. Every new challenge is just an opportunity to beat each other.

But Kyle is a mean winner, and whenever he starts to collect a couple of wins he grows cocky. Good thing you know perfectly fine how to humble him.

Late at night in your room, 69ing together, still competing to see who can get each other off first with you on top. And Kyle still tries to win, he truly does; until you pull back the skin of his twitching cock, curling your tongue around his bulbous tip and along his slit that has him curling his toes and moaning your name.

You are also mean about it, keeping your hips high enough so he can't reach, and sucking his balls into your mouth so he doesn't have the strength to pull you down. Taking your time to swallow his thick cock, sliding down your throat as you moan making the vibrations travel up from his dick to his ears.

He looks like he's strapped to the bed, unable to lift a finger as you hollow your check to suck him harder, your hand massaging his thick member and heavy balls.

The only time he stops moaning is right before painting your throat white with the thick spurs of his seed, erupting again in breathy whine and loud moans right as he does. You let go of his dick with a sonorous POP, turning to lay next to him, licking your lips clean as you look at his exhausted face.

"Who's the best, Garrick?"

"You are, ma'am."

"Good boy."

porn isn't evil or misogynistic you just grew up culturally christian and are scared of sex

thinking about satan's tail telling on him despite how composed he tries to be. it's a wild little appendage, all barbs and sharp edges people usually avoid. it flicks about in irritation, scratches floorboards and furniture like a riled cat when he's aggravated over something or other. when he's calm, it winds around his leg like an obedient pet waiting for its master's command.

but with you? it's a different story.

ankles. wrists. legs. arms. hips, even. the spiney tail has a mind of its own, constantly wrapping around your vulnerable points to keep you tethered to satan's side. he could be mid-argument with one of his imbecile brothers when he stops to recognize a weight tugging somewhere vaguely behind him-- you, barbs poking at your wrist as it keeps you ensnared yet unharmed, smiling sheepishly at him as he grows flustered by the trap he's got you in. one of the brothers gives you a silent thanks before slipping away from what was surely an impending fight.

satan's cheeks are rosy as he gingerly grabs between the links of his tail and tugs. but the damn thing is too partial to you. each tug only finds it tightening its grip on your fragile human skin. after several minutes of various strategies to free you-- yanking, ignoring, even attempting to coax it back to his side-- your delighted giggle makes him flop down on the couch in defeat.

the two of you must come to terms with a simple fact: satan, consciously or not, deems it necessary to keep you by his side.

levi sketches for all the love on the last post :D

references below!

I want to see the indomitable human spirit but instead of killing the alien they are offering a hand to help the alien from falling, the one hand they have left after dragging their injured body over to the edge of the cliff. Using the last of their energy to assist.

The indomitable human spirit is putting your body in the way to save a small creature or alien child from harm. Willingness to care combined with that willingness to die for the greater good.

The indomitable human spirit can be terrifying, but why don't we make it awe inspiring instead. An outstretched hand instead of a pointed gun or weapon.

Stole this from someone and I'm posting it here so I don't forget about it, this is sacred knowledge

Big guy's looking fucking IMMACULATE in the new Schlatt and Co vid holy shit 🤤🫠

Never to be seen again…..