fawning over you

kuraly

i’ve said it before i’ll say it again there’s a difference between lady gaga singing born this way in 2011 and taylor swift singing “shade never made anyone less gay” (whatever the fuck that means) to profit off of it in 2019

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The difference is that Lady Gaga is bisexual and Taylor Swift is straight

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Honestly, even if Taylor came out as gay or bi tomorrow, “You Need To Calm Down” would still be tacky because of tone an content.

Born This Way was, unequivocally, “You are beautiful for being YOU in a world that often tells you you’re not” while “You Need To Calm Down” is basically “Me, and The Gays™, have haters”.

Gaga was singing about celebrating herself with Born This Way. Taylor Swift comes off as comparing homophobia as equivocable the beef she had with Katy Perry.

I feel a better comparison from the early 10s is Same Love by Macklemore. While yeah, the song is clumsy and hokey, at least “I received a lot of misdirected homophobia growing up and I can only imagine how much worse it is for gay folks” is more tasteful than “homophobia is just like when critics say my songs aren’t good or I get snake emoji replies on Twitter.”

Even if she has the best intentions, the final product comes off as, well, tone deaf and a little exploitative.

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In where Kaeya makes his significant other squirt 😼

WARNINGS: as said earlier, squirting, and fingering.

You felt seemingly chilled to the bone but in a delightful sense.

Your arms were bound above your head, against the headboard. Your skin was heated, but the chilling sensation you felt against the soft flesh of your breast was what made you chilly.

Goosebumps arose on your skin, prickling against you.

His sky blue eyes clashed with your heated stare. He smirked, his warm lips wrapped around one of your hardened nipples. He suckled harshly, his tongue pressing kitten licks against them.

His tongue was seeming cold with the ice cube he crafted with his vision.

The same ice cube was in his other hand, pressing gradual circles around your unattended nipple, provoking your spine to arch. You bit your bottom lip, a small moan purred from the back of your throat as your lower half grounded against his.

He pulled away from your nipple with a small popping sensation. “Naughty girl,” he cooed, “I told you to wait.”

“Well,” you cooed back, “what can I say? You know I’m greedy.~”

You leaned back, further into the mattress, opening your legs before him slowly. It was as if you were inviting him, to which you were.

The sight of you drenched, all because of him, and his lips, his tongue, the way that he stared at you, it had him harder than he’d ever imagined.

His hands ascended on your flesh, caressing your breast, and up the aspects of your arms, towards your bounded wrists. Keeping his hands there as if he were reminding you just who was in control of this sexual situation.

“You’re lucky you’re too irresistible for me to deny,” he spoke as one of his hands descended on your body, dipping between your half-naked bodies.

His fingertips illuminated a chilling blue tint, you could feel the coolness that radiated from his fingers before he cupped your sex.

You made a soft gasping noise, your chest expanding and your breast touching against his wide chest just as his thumb pressed against your engorged clit. His index finger, and his middle finger, slid between your outer and inner labia.

You felt increasingly warm, if not warmer, on the inside than you were on the surface.

He purred in unison with you before he leaned down.

His lips molded against yours, and his tongue didn’t hesitate to prod in your mouth as soon as you made yourself presentable, opening your mouth to give a sharp gasp as his thumb began to rotate in circles, and his fingers moved in the come hither movement.

“Look at that,” he murmured, pulling away to look down.

“You’re making so much noise down there, snowflake,” he chuckled.

Each time he propelled his fingers inside you, flexing his wrist so that his fingers kneaded against your velvet walls, curving upward slightly.

“Oh…!” You cried out, your walls clenching around his fingers at the sensation. With one leg bent, beside him on the bed you shared, your toes curled, gripping at the sheets as the other leg was raised slightly. Residing on the man’s shoulder, shaking, and curling at nothing.

Kaeya watched you with earnest, his eyes gleaming in glee as he turned his head to the side.

His lips pressed small kisses against your inner leg, holding it with his unoccupied hand.

He watched as your hips buckled, your back arching, comparable to a startled cat.

“You wanna cum around my fingers, yeah?” He inquired, tilting his head, as if to make it seem like a normal, and innocent question.

“I would love…to..oh, shit!” You moaned, wriggling around in your restraints, appearing helpless to the man.

He relished in the sight, licking his lips.

The way your leg shook it almost appeared as if you were shivering from the cold. Your muscles tightened as you leaned your head back, mouth parted open in a silent scream.

“Go ahead then,” the man purred, “cum around my fingers, like a good girl,” he cooed, giving your inner leg another kiss before gently biting your flesh, and pulling away.

“You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

“Fuck yes, I am!” You stuttered out, brows knitted together. You had closed your eyes as you felt his skillful fingers speed up.

Your hips moved, a small attempt to rock into his fingers.

He watched you move, it was seemingly exquisite in his perspective.

Everything about you was salacious to him.

The way you cried out, though you were attempting to keep quiet.

The way you were fighting the urge to move your hips, even more.

He loved watching you struggle beneath him, your arms shifting, as well as your hands, as you were striving to break free from his restraints without using your vision.

If you had used your vision you’d most likely accidentally break the headboard…

Again.

His hungry eyes drank in the sight of you shivering. Your skin drenched in your sweat. Your pussy was a sight to behold to him, it hungry clamped around his index and middle finger.

Everytime he pulled his fingers, your sex sucked him back in for more.

It gushed, making the sweet squelnching sounds he loved to hear. The more he pushed his fingers in, the more of your sex’s discharge gushed out, dripping from his frigid from fingers, and seeping in the fabric of your sheets.

The wet spot beneath you only grew and grew.

“OH!”

You suddenly cried out, both knees raising and bending in the air. You appeared to be trying to move away now, leaning further into the mattress as your hips shifted to move away as the strong waves of pleasure were eating you alive now.

But, Kaeya wasn’t allowing you to run away, and so easily.

His fingers were still inside of you, and he comtinued his assult, only moving at an incredible speed you hadn’t realized he could achieve.

You screamed out, a dam breaking from between your thighs as you ultimately squirted.

You came hard.

Drenching Kaeya’s stomach, and his lower half.

But it hadn’t deterred him.

Oh, no.

In fact.

The man chuckled, but it hadn’t sounded comparable to the light, heartfelt ones he usually did.

It sounded dark.

Seemingly menacing almost.

The man hummed as he allowed your lower half to drop. Landing on his thighs, your legs shamelessly still open. Your eyes were almost rolled in the back of your skull as you panted.

Your lips were still parted as you attempted to keep your brain functioning. Your mind was seemingly fuzzy, and white noise was the only thing buzzing in your ears at the moment.

Until he spoke.

“Now.”

You noticed his arms, or more specifically his hands, moving from the corner of your eyes.

His hands shifted, dipping into his boxers. His dominant hand grasping the ache of his shaft.

Pulling his hardened cock from his soaked boxers, pre-cum leaning at the tip of his swelled tip, it was almost dripping as he used his doused hand to jerk himself.

“I hope you didn’t think we were done, little snowflake.~”

Haha, Y/n’s in danger 😃

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