LX is just goth Gojo
(Ā happy sunday! here's another assortment of smut / nsfw dialogue prompts but with more explicit language. a dirtier sequel to my other, more subtle, smut prompt list. please do not interact if you are under eighteen. )
ā you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. ā
ā you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. ā
ā i want to fuck you so badly. ā
ā i want you to fuck me so badly. ā
ā do you really think youāre in a position to give orders? ā
ā please. make me feel good. no one else can like you. ā
ā you can call me whatever you want, baby. ā
ā be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me. ā
ā we're going to fuck right here? what if someone sees us? ā
ā that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me. ā
ā do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ā
ā your body was made for mine. ā
ā you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up. ā
ā you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ā
ā have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it. ā
ā it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ā
ā i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ā
ā i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ā
ā i can see you enjoy having the upper hand for once. ā
ā you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ā
ā let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ā
ā come in me. i need you to fill me up. ā
ā now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ā
ā we both know how much you're going to enjoy this. ā
ā i'm sorry, what was that? i canāt hear you over all that noise youāre making. ā
ā you can take my clothes off for me. ā
ā begging is a good look for you. ā
ā i'll take good care of you, i promise. ā
ā i'd say you need someone to put you in your place. ā
ā so good for me. look how much you came. ā
ā i can take care of you. you won't need anyone but me. ā
ā it made them hard to see me bleed. just like it's making you hard. ā
ā you're mine. you've always been mine. ā
ā i want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick / strap. ā
ā i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty. ā
ā you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ā
ā you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ā
ā do what you want, but you'd better make it good or i'll kill you. ā
ā as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more. ā
ā missed my touch that much, did you? ā
ā someone's needy. ā
ā you taste like heaven. ā
ā i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ā
ā i'm going to put that mouth of yours to good use. ā
ā you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten. ā
ā you'll be begging for me by the time i'm through with you. ā
ā let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ā
ā look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ā
ā was it good for you too? it's never been like that before. you've never been like this before. ā
ā is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them? ā
ā i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ā
ššššššššššĀ ššĀ ššššššššĀ .Ā .Ā .Ā Ā Ā SetĀ theĀ stageĀ forĀ lingeringĀ touches,Ā stolenĀ glances,Ā andĀ wordsĀ lacedĀ withĀ doubleĀ meaning.Ā Ā ā§Ā ĖāĀ Themes:Ā tension,Ā teasingĀ &Ā unspokenĀ desire.
ā§Ā Ā Ā āŗĀ Ā Ā HEATĀ Ā &Ā Ā TEASINGĀ Ā .
MyĀ museĀ runsĀ theirĀ fingersĀ alongĀ yourĀ museāsĀ wristĀ absentmindedly,Ā tracingĀ slow,Ā lazyĀ circles.
MyĀ museĀ leansĀ in,Ā theirĀ breathĀ warmĀ againstĀ yourĀ museāsĀ skinĀ asĀ theyĀ whisper,Ā āYouāreĀ enjoyingĀ this,Ā arenātĀ you?ā
MyĀ museĀ grabsĀ yourĀ museāsĀ waistĀ toĀ steadyĀ them,Ā butĀ doesnātĀ moveĀ awayĀ immediately.
MyĀ museĀ catchesĀ yourĀ museĀ staringĀ andĀ smirks,Ā tiltingĀ theirĀ head.Ā āSeeĀ somethingĀ youĀ like?ā
MyĀ museĀ playfullyĀ tugsĀ yourĀ museāsĀ necklace/tie/collar,Ā pullingĀ themĀ justĀ aĀ littleĀ closer.
MyĀ museĀ brushesĀ theirĀ lipsĀ againstĀ yourĀ museāsĀ earĀ asĀ theyĀ murmurĀ somethingĀ justĀ forĀ them.
MyĀ museĀ trapsĀ yourĀ museĀ againstĀ aĀ wall,Ā eyesĀ darkĀ withĀ somethingĀ unreadable.
MyĀ museĀ challengesĀ yourĀ museĀ toĀ aĀ game,Ā butĀ theĀ stakesĀ areā¦Ā interesting..
ā§Ā Ā Ā āŗĀ Ā Ā FORBIDDENĀ ROMANCEĀ Ā .
MyĀ museĀ stopsĀ yourĀ museĀ inĀ aĀ darkĀ hallway,Ā theirĀ voiceĀ barelyĀ aboveĀ aĀ whisper.Ā āIfĀ anyoneĀ seesĀ usāā
MyĀ museĀ shovesĀ yourĀ museĀ againstĀ aĀ wall,Ā breathingĀ heavily.Ā āTellĀ meĀ toĀ stop,Ā andĀ IĀ will.ā
MyĀ museĀ lingersĀ atĀ yourĀ museāsĀ door,Ā knowingĀ theyĀ shouldnātĀ beĀ here.Ā āOneĀ lastĀ time.Ā ThatāsĀ all.ā
MyĀ museĀ runsĀ aĀ handĀ downĀ yourĀ museāsĀ armĀ beforeĀ pullingĀ away.Ā āWeĀ canātĀ keepĀ doingĀ thisā¦Ā butĀ IĀ donātĀ wantĀ toĀ stop.ā
MyĀ museĀ isĀ forcedĀ toĀ workĀ withĀ yourĀ muse,Ā pretendingĀ thereāsĀ nothingĀ betweenĀ them.
MyĀ museĀ warnsĀ yourĀ museĀ toĀ stayĀ away,Ā butĀ theĀ wayĀ theyĀ lookĀ atĀ themĀ saysĀ otherwise.
MyĀ museĀ kissesĀ yourĀ museĀ inĀ theĀ shadows,Ā knowingĀ fullĀ wellĀ whatĀ itĀ wouldĀ costĀ themĀ ifĀ theyĀ wereĀ caught.
though we don't know much about liu xiao part of me thinks that "being able to hear people's heart beats" isn't all there is to his ability, in fact i'd say that he's lying about it and his true ability is far beyond that, probably something fitting his all-controling personality like nullification of abilities or copying them, seems like something he would have and it also explains a lot of his behavior behind the scenes in yingdu arc. anyways, his character is designed around the concept of wolf in sheep's clothing, i can't wait for him to reveal his real motives behind chasing lu guang through different timelines what even is he? the regression police? much to think about.
āAnyone whose goal is āsomething higherā must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.ā
ā Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
darker vibes
ā i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ā
ā this fear you feel? it wonāt last. ā
ā you are my salvation. ā
ā i revolt you, donāt i? ā
ā get the hell away from me. ā
ā i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ā
ā iāll be your dirty little secret, if thatās what youāre into. ā
ā worship me. until i tell you to stop. ā
ā donāt you know how sick with love i am for you? ā
ā fucking hit me already. ā
ā i would burn the world for you. ā
ā i donāt want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ā
ā i donāt know how youāve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ā
ā fix me. ā
ā they die for love, you kill for it. ā
ā you are mine, whether you agree or not. ā
ā do you like it when i bleed for you? ā
ā i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ā
ā iām starved for you, morning and night. ā
ā now i get to ravish you. ā
ā i am your god and your executioner. ā
ā you are doing so well, my pet. ā
ā youāre my sweetest poison. ā
ā letās do something about that mouth of yours. ā
ā your fascination with me will be your death. ā
ā youāre the monster thatās enticed me into your bed. ā
ā all you can say are pretty lies. ā
ā the fucked up thing is that it isnāt enough to just love you. ā
ā youāve broken me. all i can think about is you. ā
ā youāll beg for more. ā
ā an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ā
ā i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ā
ā everything iāve done.. every horrible atrocity, itās been for you. ā
ā youāre a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ā
ā feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ā
ā every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ā
ā thereās no black or white, only gray. ā
ā no one touches whatās mine. ā
ā make me indifferent, make me horrible. ā
ā i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ā
ā your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ā
ā hey. i can't sleep. :/ ā from lx
the disappointment in opening his phone and witnessing that text pop into his notifications was unparalleled. a melting pot of dread, animosity, and irritation. he'd been half expecting to be cheng xiaoshi or qiao ling striking a conversation, but no. there's an audible sigh he imparts into the empty room on who the sender really was. plucking his phone from the pillow as he mindlessly types a retort to @einshi.
āļø to liu xiao: hello. I can. goodnight.
and with that out of the way, he picks his book back up. eyes scanning the page once more, to resume where he'd left off. clearly not going to sleep.