Good evening, I can't stop thinking about Simon going brain dead as he fucks you :)
Like, just imagine. You're on your elbows and knees as Simon's hitting it from behind, when suddenly you feel something wet land on your back. You know it's not him finishing given the fact that he's still buried deep inside you, so you look back over your shoulder to see what the hell that was you just felt.
And when you turn around, the sight that greets you is one for the ages. There's Simon, eyes unfocused and glazed over, mouth hanging wide open in the most fucked-out expression you've ever witnessed. He looks like he's never had an intelligent thought in his life; like he's been reverted back to a primitive brain, whose only drives are to eat, breathe, and fuck.
As you watch him rut into you like a sex-crazed animal, it's then you spy the source of the mystery liquid dripping onto your back. There, dribbling steadily from Simon's ajar mouth, flows a thick stream of drool. It leads down from his bottom lip in long, viscous ribbons, landing and settling itself along the curve of your spine. If he even notices (which, by the look on his face, he's too far gone for such higher-order thinking processes) then he doesn't care. He just lets his spit pour freely from his open mouth, like some kind wild beast that's got its eyes locked onto its next meal.
Simon is so mentally checked out that he can't even hear you as you gently say his name. No, all he can think about – all his shriveled little monkey brain can focus on at this moment – is how fucking good you feel around him and how fucking badly he needs to fill you up.
When Simon does finally cum, he can only manage a garbled string of grunts and groans that doesn't even come close to resembling human speech. After three, four, five thrusts as deep into you as possible, his whole body is shaking, and his trembling limbs give out.
He collapses on top of you without a second's consideration of his size, pinning you to the mattress beneath his warm, heavy frame. You can still feel him drooling a little as his face comes to rest in the crook of your neck, the mess on your lower back getting smeared between your bodies.
It's hard for you to breathe being trapped under Simon's weight like that, so you try lightly tapping him on the head to ask him to roll off you. Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's no use trying to gain his attention right now. You're going to have to give him a few minutes to collect himself, love.
The poor guy just fucked himself stupid, after all.
Ooooh 👀👀
Darling, wake up, an official confirmation of a brand new Good Omens 3 character with a forename and surname just dropped — one that reveals the first actor outside of the original S1 and S2 ensemble cast at that!
Hamilton Hodell talent agency has surreptitiously revealed that Sean Pertwee (the Third Doctor's son, known for his performance alongside Derek Jacobi in Cadfael TV series) will appear in Good Omens 3: The Finale (2025) as “Brian Cameron” — possible reference to Gaslight (1944)?
Sean Pertwee on the left, Joseph Cotten — the Gaslight’s Brian Cameron — on the right for some comparison.
Take a look at the title of the book 💀💀
Packing just the necessary basics
But it took me an UNNECESSARY amount of time to get one
the symbiotic relationship between tumblr and AO3 should be studied in a lab
Season 1 in a nutshell.
imagine ghost in a flimsy pink skirt w thigh highs hrhrgrhrmgm such a precious boy all for you to look and no other eyes to feast upon.. having your good boy sprawled out in bed, masturbating his cock as while the vibrator in him hums aggressively against his prostate,, spurts of cum oozing out of his angry red tip from the over stimulation.. heavy breathing and groans fills the room from ghost as his thighs clenches around your hips,, keeping you close to him while you tease your cock with your other hand in front of him... "fuck- please, please, please, please, I've been so good! need' you inside of me-" whimpering when you decided to finger his wet entrance, the lewd wet sounds made you hard as your fantisies began to grow.. such a wet boy all for you<3 nothing but putty in your hands..
I think Victorian Crowley would be proud of David
Now I want weed tablets :/
I sickie boi 🤒 Prolly not gonna post for a few days, and if I repost there might not be any words (despite how bad I want to put them there) also my cat is yelling at me so I can’t type as much as I wanted to
Alr bye
Also trans :3 And ofc the pfp (Ghost CoD) but I might change it
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