The Third Sunday

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The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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[whateveraspidercan]

Uhhhh...

[So maybe it wasn’t the filthiest talk but Lois always made him have that sort of reaction initially. He could feel how wet she was even through her underwear and between that and the feel of his hands on her breasts it broke his brain a little at first.]

I want... I want to fuck you until you- you scream my name. I want to be so deep inside you.

[Okay, so that was better, words related to sex were actually coming out. Maybe not super dirty but Peter felt like that was progress.]

I want you to ride my face. To get on your hands and knees while I pound you from behind.

Feel how hard and thick you make me, Lois...