The grip of rope latched tightly onto my flesh and ankles. I was bare and bound onto the frames of the bed, my only movement not restricted to wiggle my body. I could peer beyond my breasts and see Gnomeo standing above. His shadow was cast onto my stomach and it made me shiver. A trill of coldness rushing along my spine, ending to the tips of my toes and repeating again when his hands rubbed my inner thighs. He trailed hands up to my nipples, stopping to allow the chill of his glassy fingers to tease them so. Gnomeo gave my budded nipples a tight squeeze. Already I had rolled my head back and my body begged for more. Gnomeo perched his knee up onto the bed for leverage, and he begun to rub the labia majora, working into the labia minora.
"Already wet," said Gnomeo, pinching the top part of my crotch where the hips meet.
My legs pulled together but kept open by the stubbornness of the rope and the romanticism of Gnomeo pushing them back into place. Gnomeo leaned in close to my pussy, and with the tip of his tongue he dotted my clitoris. He went all in all at once, his tongue finally giving my body what it craved so desperately. My back arched to the slow but rythmatic movement. Gnomeo swirled his tongue directly along the clitoris, refusing to stop. I didn't want him to stop. Deep in the need to hold the point of his hat and dig him deeper inside of me. I was trapped to these ropes, only the thrusts of my hips to bring him closer. I was close. My mind numbing when his hands rubbed circles into my thigh. Just before I was going t
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Gnomeo oh Gnomeo ((SMUT - GNOMEO AND JULIET))
Fanfictionsmut about a blue lad who's made of glass and shattered my heart. X READER FEMALE BUT MALE TOO PROBABLY BECOS GAY PRIDE. THIS STORY IS NOT ONGOING ITS DONE. I HAVE CHANGED AND I AM A NEW DIFFERENT PERSON NOW WITH DIFFERENT INTERESTS AND I DO NOT BEL...
