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wait i have another dumb thought to share with you: there’s a post on here about someone’s boyfriend & they talk about how they’ve struggled with body image and one time the two of them were eating something and they said like “wait let me check the calories” so the boyfriend ripped off the label & ate it. And since Pete is an actual God I feel like he can (very unintentionally) make you feel kinda self conscious and if you struggle w this i can 10000% see him eating paper for you okenjoybye 🍯

detectivesmuttycarisijr:

giraffe-puppy:

OML HE WOULD THO

Like when he sees you pouring over the details of something for its calories and how much fat and sugar it has, he will literally take the damn thing from you and eat the paper. And you’re just like….. Peter what the fuck. But he DON’T CARE!

“Baby you are a goddess, so that means you’re way too good to be worrying about everything written on a stupid piece of paper. You’re my perfect goddess, you know that?” And he kisses your tum and you laugh and kiss your goofball.

Peter may or may not eat the paper every time you try to calorie obsess. Peter also may or may not get sick over how much paper he’s eating.

My SWEET MAN

Softie.

“My sister/brother/parents are in the next room.” With sonny omgomg

barbabangme:

carisi-dreams:

*evil laugh* think this was for you @barbabangme ?

You licked a stripe up the side of Sonny’s cock and it jumped as he let out a throaty moan. You glanced up to see him clamp his hand over his mouth to try to suppress his heavy breathing. The only other sounds in the room were the creaky fan above your head, rustling of sheets as he squirmed in the bed and your faint licking and sucking. You shot him a cautioning look that he probably felt more than saw through the darkness. Removing his hand he hissed in your direction.

“My sister is in the next room!” he shot at you in a loud whisper. You barely suppressed a giggle, instead humming around the head of his cock. He opened his mouth to moan again and you slapped your hand over his mouth firmly. Circling the base of his cock you squeezed firmly and stilled the motions of your mouth.

“Then you better keep quiet! Or shall we stop…?” you asked him in a whisper. You leaned up slightly and made eye contact with him as he shook his head frantically, mouth wet against the inside of your palm.

“In that case, be a good boy and keep quiet. Would hate to have to gag you.”

AHHH YES 😍😍😍😍😍

Oh baby.

omg omg could you do voyeurism w/ Sonny x Reader? Like I 10/10 think he would be into “secretly” watching her put on a show for him. (Like she knows he’s there but is pretending not to) okay love your blog, boo

giraffe-puppy:

yES HE IS THANK YOU FOR THIS. AND OMG ILY TOO BBY THANK YOU I DON’T DESERVE SUCH NICE PPL

Sonny comes home late, and sees the bedroom door ajar. He thinks you’re asleep and tries to be quiet, until he hears you moan. Slowly, he creeps up to the door and his breath hitches at the sight of you touching yourself. You softly moan his name, damn if he wasn’t hard he sure is now.

Something in the back of his mind is telling him this is wrong, that he shouldn’t watch. He ignores it and lets his member free.

You smirk, knowing he’s at the door and probably touching himself to the sight of you. You’d planned this, steadily teasing yourself until you heard the telltale jingle of the lock opening. You moaned louder and arched your back, wanting to put on a good show for Sonny.

He’s touching himself to the same tempo you are, not sure how long he can take it. Sonny wants you to cum, to moan his name and gush your orgasm onto the sheets so he can burst in and lick you clean. He watches your fingers swirl around your clit and slip inside your pussy, moaning louder.

Finally, you cum. Arching and squirming and screaming his name. You’d been teasing yourself for hours before he came in, and it was a wonder you lasted this long. Sonny came too, moaning quietly.

“Welcome home sunshine.” This time, he doesn’t hesitate on barging in.

Holy shit.