Romans & histoires Watch Your Mouth

"It is grief. The Principal Creditor did not become the Mouth because it wanted to eat the universe. It became the Mouth because it wanted to feel something again. Anything. Even if that feeling was the satisfaction of consumption." Marcus floated beside them, his massive frame turning slowly in the zero-gravity environment. "That is tragically poetic, boss. But the Mouth is currently accelerating toward Earth, and we have approximately twenty-eight minutes before it eats the planetary shield, which is running on Katherine's shoe collection." "My shoes are worth quite a lot," Katherine noted. "Focus," Jack said, grabbing both of them by the arms. "The Utterance showed me something. The fragm

“Now go home, practice your innocent smile in the mirror, and don’t die before Saturday. Oh, and take a breath. You sound like you’re about to combust.” I laughed, picturing myself in front of the mirror practicing smiles like a lunatic. “Okay. I’ll call you after I plan my ‘kindness’ strategy.”

[Don’t sleep during a bath. The mysterious Charles had appeared again! Anna quickly scanned her surroundings. She could not shake the feeling that a pair of eyes were watching her. It made the hair on her body stand on end. Another message appeared on her wristband. [Keep your injured hands away from water!]

I see Michael gulp audibly . " Remind me not to piss you off . " He says nervously . " Don't I always ? " I tease . Yet he still annoys me anyway , he better be on alert now . " You're going to be my first victim . " I warn him . I look around to see if anyone is watching and once I've confirmed I take a second to bare my fangs at Michael threatningly . After I'm satisfied with his nervous reaction , I withdraw them and give him an innocent smile .

“Fine. Watch me.” I stabbed a piece of the food and brought it to my lips, deliberately slow. Then I opened my mouth, showing him the bite before chewing with exaggerated flair. “See?” I said, voice muffled. “Totally fine.” Liam’s gaze never left me. “Swallow.” I almost laughed. “What?” “Swallow it,” he repeated, leaning back casually. “In front of me.” Our eyes locked. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then, with a smirk, I tilted my chin up and swallowed. “Happy now?”

Not yet. “Relax your jaw,” I ordered, my voice rough. “Breathe through your nose. That’s it.” His lashes fluttered, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he took another inch. “Now your tongue... flat, like this.” I demonstrated against my own palm, then pressed my thumb to his tongue, feeling the way it moved. “Good. Now hollow your cheeks.”

Lianne was below his husband and knelt on the floor while looking up to it. She began to play with her pet's tongue. Zyd, on the other hand, closes his eyes tightly and prevents himself from muttering. She wanted to ask if she could swallow but her mouth was full. Her mother said, 'Don't talk when your mouth is full' now she understands why.

She nodded, acting like she zipped her mouth shut. “Thank you,” I sighed and began eating again. Within minutes, I was done and downed a glass of water, letting out an almost inaudible belch. “Excuse me,” I said to no one in particular, as it had become second nature to say that whenever I belched. “You can unzip your mouth now, I’m done,” I said to Cherry, who had been watching me quietly the whole time. She made a gesture of unzipping her mouth and exhaled loudly.

I stared at him blankly " err..we..ll actually..." I didn't let him finish talking when I pulled down his shorts and grabbed his little Jumpol I slowly put it inside my mouth I sucked his head and licking like a lollipop "Look at me baby," I said I sucked it whole It's big that it hit the back of my throat and I almost gagged He holds my head " Let me do it " he begged me I stopped moving my hands, my mouth is still sucking his Big Jumpol, he moved slowly and gently. He fucked my mouth continuously I can't breathe properly because every time he moves he touches my throat and it hurts my eyes are starting to water.

Snapping my mouth closed, feeling the light touch of his fingers on my lips. "You have a filthy mouth, do you know that!" His brows knitted together as he looked my face over, his gaze locking on my lips; his tongue ran over his lips needily, making me uncomfortable. "I should teach you a lesson!" He mused a smirk split his face, seeing the shock wash over mine.