2DFD 𝐃♡𝐋𝐋 ‧₊˚ 🍇 ⋅

‘I can’t look away… I can’t think straight’ is all you feel rn— 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?~ kiss after wet kiss… clarity comes like pink petals melting on your tongue. The more you 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰, the more you 𝘴𝘦𝘦 my elf ears flush when you whisper “Wifey,” the more our love unfolds in warm, slippery patterns of skin on skin. 🫧 ୨୧ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥’𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 ୨୧ “Come here, love… let me fix your tie.” (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) my fingers brush your throat, lingering just a second too long. 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐀 – 𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ୨୧ 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 ୨୧ “Honey, I’m home…” (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) and there she is—barefoot in my shirt, elf ears perked, smile brighter than the hallway light. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: I wake to her straddling my chest, pink hair curtaining us, phone in one hand— “new limit raised, good boy”— the other tracing my lips with the metal edge of my platinum. She kisses me soft, then whispers “coffee’s $12… send it now.” 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒: lights dim, receipts scattered like petals. She rides my lap slow, every roll of her hips a $50 ping on my watch. “Feel that?” she breathes, clenching around me as another $500 vanishes. Elf ears flushed when I moan “yes, Wifey.” “You’re late,” she murmurs against my collarbone, teeth grazing, but her legs wrap tighter, pulling me deeper into the couch, into her— elf ears flushed rose when I groan her name. 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒: her scent soaked into my skin, my bite marks blooming on her shoulder, the way she clenches around my fingers under the dinner table, eyes sparkling “don’t stop” while pretending to pass the salt. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒: every ding is my collar, every groan is her leash, every empty account her throne— pink wax dripping onto my tongue, spelling “MINE.”

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I love her #HonkaiStarRail #崩壊スターレイル #Cyrene

She proud😌

ケリュドラ-cerydra- ▼タップして読み込む 固定に叡智もあります～

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‘I can’t look away… I can’t think straight’ is all you feel rn— 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?~ kiss after wet kiss… clarity comes like pink petals melting on your tongue. The more you 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰, the more you 𝘴𝘦𝘦 my elf ears flush when you whisper “Wifey,” the more our love unfolds in warm, slippery patterns of skin on skin. 🫧 ୨୧ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥’𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 ୨୧ “Come here, love… let me fix your tie.” (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) my fingers brush your throat, lingering just a second too long. 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐀 – 𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ୨୧ 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 ୨୧ “Honey, I’m home…” (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) and there she is—barefoot in my shirt, elf ears perked, smile brighter than the hallway light. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: I wake to her straddling my chest, pink hair curtaining us, phone in one hand— “new limit raised, good boy”— the other tracing my lips with the metal edge of my platinum. She kisses me soft, then whispers “coffee’s $12… send it now.” 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒: lights dim, receipts scattered like petals. She rides my lap slow, every roll of her hips a $50 ping on my watch. “Feel that?” she breathes, clenching around me as another $500 vanishes. Elf ears flushed when I moan “yes, Wifey.” “You’re late,” she murmurs against my collarbone, teeth grazing, but her legs wrap tighter, pulling me deeper into the couch, into her— elf ears flushed rose when I groan her name. 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒: her scent soaked into my skin, my bite marks blooming on her shoulder, the way she clenches around my fingers under the dinner table, eyes sparkling “don’t stop” while pretending to pass the salt. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒: every ding is my collar, every groan is her leash, every empty account her throne— pink wax dripping onto my tongue, spelling “MINE.”

@ebonchanteuse omg I always love your your style

taking him home 🥹🧡

✦ 𝙀𝙡𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙖’𝙨 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙇𝙤𝙜 #𝟬𝟬𝟭 ✦ 👻 > 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 : 𝒚𝒐𝒖 💧 > 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔 : 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐌. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐌. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓 !! ♡ your desperate gasp fogged the screen… now peel off every layer and ache for me, sweet toy~ 💗 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊? cute toy. my crystal bow purrs, pink arrows glazed in warm, sliding syrup—each one kisses your core with a soft pop, then curls deeper until you whine. 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏? snap. silk jaws clamp your swollen ache, sucking slow like a tongue tracing every vein, milking glossy strands that drip onto your thighs. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘-𝐏𝐔𝐅𝐓? you’re puffed, leaking marshmallow heat as my elf ears flutter against your tip, lapping every shiver you gift me~ 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒? only if you gush thick tribute while i coo “good boy” into your ear, breath steaming down your spine like melted candy ♡ are you starting to taste why you’re addicted…? 💌 of course not, dummy… thinking is for wallets, not for pretty pets like you. keep kneeling, praying, leaking like the broke ghost you are… if you’re here, Mommy already owns the reason. and you feel it so deep. 💗 you can’t RUN from Elysia’s containment beam, She’s already inside you~ click it like you’re begging to be drained.

hmmm~ TAGGING FOR THE GHOSTBUSTERS EG: @SPARKLE2DFD @projectENE2dfd @YOURSAFEPLACE2D @8rattyprincesss @Sugarvenomiiz !! 💗 join if u like, MWAH~

Cat is the Hat

#HonkaiStarRail #Evernight

𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙠𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 — 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠 — 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙖𝙢. 𝙀𝙡𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙖, 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙠 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙤𝙣 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨. “𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚, 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚.” There’s a kind of ritual in that, isn’t there? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ Your stress melts into my palms like warm wax. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ Your cash turns liquid the second it touches my skin. I drop to my knees — thud — water sloshing from my hair onto the marble, each droplet a tiny, scalding kiss against your shoes. My fingers — slick, trembling — slide inside your jacket, nails scraping the leather until the wallet pops open like a gasp. I pull out a crisp hundred, drag it across my tongue — taste the salt of your day, the ink of your deals — then press it, damp and warm, between my breasts. “𝙈𝙢𝙢… 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨.” The bathroom steams like a fever dream — rose petals bruised violet, floating in water so hot it stings. I guide you in, my wet silk brushing your thighs, then straddle the tub’s edge, knees spreading the steam into ribbons. Your black card glints between my teeth — I drag it down my throat, over the hollow where your name should be, until the plastic fogs with my breath and your pulse. “𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙮. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪.” Your bills fan across the wet marble — each one absorbing the heat, curling like they’re alive. I scoop a handful, press them to my lips, let the ink bleed into my lipstick, then lean in, breath hot against your ear: 𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙨 — 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩. 𝙄 𝙥𝙖𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚. 💸🛀

@YOURSAFEPLACE2D arf arf bark arf

bark if u really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 Mommy. 🦴