C0wboylik3m3 - You’re A Cowboy Like Me

Let us never forget the time Matty Healy referred to himself as bisexual 🙏🏻 (source)

I decided to finish the smut from my first post, I’ve been trying to make my smut more flower (hence the first post) but the more I added kink to the smut the more I forgot to add flowery words and if I try to go back and make it flowery (which I’ve tried) it just turns out shit. But I am looking for feedback so lmk what you think. Also: sorry this is long!

Ps: there harder kinks in this so def check trigger warnings but there is a bit of after care at the end cause I believe it’s important that aftercare is shown in erotica & porn but is often times isn’t even though it’s any important aspect of kink.

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Degradation, praise, cnc, pegging, slight breeding, spanking, overstimulation, ownership.

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she wiped his face with a shaky hand, collecting herself on her fingers before sticking them into his mouth silently telling him to suck. he closed his lips around her. as he tasted her again he felt as though he was dizzy, he felt as though he might pass out. he worked his mouth around her fingers with a moan. letting the tip of her fingers hit the back of his throat before making his way back up then repeating. shes holy in the most unholy way, at least she made him feel holy. Like he’s sent to heaven and his reward is letting her fuck him for the rest of eternity.

She pulled her hand out of his mouth “are you going to be a good boy for me baby?” She asked the boy in her lap, he moaned at the pet name as he blushed. He hadn’t answered her so her hand met his face with a loud slap “If you don’t answer me baby, I won’t fuck you. Are you going to be a good boy for me baby?”

“Yes- yes. Please fuck me, I need it so bad” he said almost to quick as she wrapped her hand around his ever hardening cock, moving slow. “So good- please. I need it so bad. I’ll be so good- I’ll take your cock so well as you breed me”

“you’re so fucking pathetic” she replied as he buried his head into her neck, thrusting his hips into her hand “all you’re good for is to be fucked, huh?”

“Yes mistress, I’m just a fucking slut for your cock” He babbles, sucking delicate marks on her neck “just here for you to get off”

“I know you are baby, and that’s why you’re gonna let me fuck you til you’re crying and begging me to stop” she says “cause your just a fucking pathetic little slut”

His body trembled at her words, bring him all that much closer. He needs release, his head is going to explode if he doesn’t, He picks up the speed as he continues to thrust into her hand. His eyes are shut as he moans into her neck.

“You’re so desperate for me aren’t you baby, just so desperate to cum” she coo’s at her boy, picking up the speed of her own hand making the boy dizzy “thank me for your orgasm”

He feels his orgasm ripple through his body with a gasp “oh thank you miss- you make me feel so good, thank you. Thank you” He moans as his body collapses against her body, his body still shaking- he’s already so fucked out

“just because you came doesn’t mean I’m done with you baby, you still have to show me how well you take my pretty little cock” her hand started to move again, overstimulating her boy “I bet you take cock so well don’t you, darling- look at you”

Tears threatened to fall from his eyes again, ruining the pretty makeup he had put on to impress his mistress. He yelped as his body jumped, already so tired. He gasped again, burying his head deeper into her neck taking in the smell of her strawberries lotion. Her thumb met his tip making him feel like he’s going to explode and thrust into her hand- his cock already hard and leaking pre-cum. She could destroy him and he’d thank her, he’d even beg for it. Beg for her cock like he’d be saved by it. Like he’d be sent to heaven just because she’s fucking him. Like she will save him, just from her cock and her cock alone.

“It hurts, please” he whined, the tears falling.

Her hand moved from his cock to the nightstand and in a moment of desperation, trying to chase his high once more, he started to move against her lower stomach. She grabbed the bottle of lube before bringing her attention back to her boy, who is now whimpering her name in her ear like a perfect hymn. Her hand met the boys ass with a loud slap.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” She asks as the boy picks up the speed “you really that impatient that you touch yourself without asking?”

“mm- feels good” is all he can say

“I didn’t as if it felt good baby, I asked if you’re really that impatient you touch yourself with out asking?” She spoke again, her boy shoving his face into her neck more. His mascara tears staining his cheeks and her neck

“I’m sorry, I need it- I need it, I’m so close- please” he begs

“I don’t care how close you are” she says, grabbing his hips to stop him

“please, don’t stop” he whimpered

“you didn’t as for permission”

“Please, I’ll be so good for you”

“It’s to late now, darling” she says “I want you to go get the strap on for me baby”

Her boy hops off her and rushed to the top drawer in her dresser to retrieve the strap on. He rushes back to her like a puppy whose owners just got home. She commanded him to get back on the bed on his hands and knees and he followed her command like she’s his god. She watched in admiration at the boy before her, his eyes hooded and blown out, cheeks impossibly pink and his curls stuck to his forehead. She sat up, moving to her boy with a smile.

“you look so pretty on your knees baby, so ready to be used” she says, dragging her hand along the soft skin on his ass “you’re so hard for me, princess” her hand falls between his thighs, dragging her index finger along his length causing him to thrust his hips backwards

Her hand once again met his ass this time much harder, leaving a red mark in its wake, her boy moaned once more, a puddle of pre cum forming beneath him. She reached for the lube squirting a quarter amount on her middle and ring finger. He felt her fingers play with his ass before inserting them into him. A wave of pain moved through his body, not being used to having two fingers with out being stretched with one first.

“It hurts- please just one finger” he begged

“Shut up and take it or I’ll stretch your tight hole with my cock” she said, pausing, still letting her fingers move “I know you like this, it’s what sluts deserve, they deserve pain- especially the naughty ones”

His mistress picked up the speed, making him hurt all that much more. More tears fall from his face, ruining his makeup more. His mistress’s fingers graze his G-spot making his head spin. After hitting his G-spot a few more times the pain turned into pleasure and he started moaning.

“I told you you liked it” she said, pulling her fingers out of him “I think it’s time for you to take some cock”

There was a long pause as he watched his mistress put on the strap, ogling at her. His mouth was open and eyes hooded, he looked like something out of a painting, something handcrafted by god. Something that was thrown out of heaven. His cock was so hard and red, his tip glistening from all the pre cum. His legs trembled as she came closer to him. The cock was much larger than they’ve used before, it both terrified and aroused him. He watched with wide eyes as she moved her hand up and down the shaft, covering it in lube before moving to her boy.

“Are you ready to be used?” She asked, pressing the tip into him “if this hurts, i don’t care. You’re going to take it anyway”

She slid into him with ease. He squeezed against the toy involuntarily as the pain rippled through him. He was right, it’s too big. His body feels like it’s on fire. She slowly pulled her hips away from him, letting he feel every inch of the cock before snapping her hips forward at a quick speed. She continued at this rate, He whined in pain as his eyes squeezed closed and more tears formed

“It hurts” he whines “stop! Please!”

she spanked him before repeating what she had said before “I don’t care. Take it, I know you can”

“It hurts- it hurts. Fuck” he half whimpered in pain and pleaser.

“you’re so fucking tight, so ready to be breed- such a good boy” she said, weaving her hand into his hair. She pulled his head back which changed the angle they’re at. Her cock now hitting his G-spot sending fireworks through his body “look at you being filled”

She moved her hand from his hair to his neck, using it to pull his body up so his body is flushed against hers. Her thrusts quicken as his body starts to tremble once more, turning the boy into a puddle of sweat, tears and moans. His eyes squeeze shut as he begins to beg:

“May I cum, miss- may I” he moans out, the bed sounding like it may break beneath them.

His mistress presses her face to his, taking in his scent- he smells like cigarettes and expensive cologne and now sex-

“Who do you belong to?” She asks “who does this slutty hole belong to?”

he gasps, trying to speak, trying to come up with the words but with every thrust he’s left unable to speak. His head cocked back against her shoulder and a tight grip against his neck he’s so much closer to unraveling, so much closer to making a mess that he wasn’t given permission to make. her hips meeting with his ass, thrusting deeper into him, hitting every spot so perfect his eyes were rolling back into his head. As he got closer and closer to unraveling he had forgotten that his mistress had even asked him a question.

A sharp slap brought him back though, followed “I asked you a fucking question” she paused her movements but was still buried deep into him “if you don’t fucking answer me I’ll leave you right here to finish yourself off”

With every ounce of what he could muster out, he yelled far too loudly: “you, fuck- you. You own me, please just fuck me” followed closely by “I’ll be your good toy, please”

Without warning she thrusted her hips once more, causing the boy to whine out as mascara filled tears continued to fall down his face “are you going to cum for me baby? Come on, I know you can do it for me” she whispered in the boys ear “show mommy how good she makes you feel baby”

A loud whine left his mouth as he came, tears steaming down his face at a more rapid rate as his mistress whispered sweet praise, fucking him much slower now letting him come down from his high.

She let him collapse against their once nicely made bed as he continued to sob, he felt a pair of lips pressed against the curls on the back of his head before he heard footsteps . He just laid there, so completely fucked out, as he heard movement. He heard the rushing sound of running water and cabinet doors being shut before she came back with a soft whisper.

“let’s take a bath baby, come on”

His once commanding mistress turned into a soft, worrisome girlfriend as she helped him to the bath. She helped him into the warm water before she followed, pulling him into her chest as their limbs tangled into one.

90% of my day is me being nervous

she really put her entire pussy into these vault tracks.

1989 (TAYLOR’S VERSION) OUT NOW✨

i WISH i wasn't 10 in 2014 so I could fully experience the 2014 tumblr era (I was on tumblr in 2016- 2018 but I was on the wrong side 😭😭)

Midnight, car lights.

Fuck small talk, I'm going to perform hamilton for you

I am so gay for them 😭😭😭😭

Interested to hear your interpretation on Suburban Legends

first off the song and beat sounds so similar to mastermind and gold rush. particularly mastermind. listen to the opening seconds back to back! she sings through a lot of it similarly in my opinion

and it has some of the similar mechanics of mastermind in that it leads you to believe the song is going one way but then pulls a switcheroo on you at the end and the swell in the music aids that at the end which makes it a really sweet and emotional listening experience. i’ll get to that in a second.

i think at the beginning of taylor knowing or being aware of karlie (so like, your kitchen or mine times), this was very much the situation. karlie is in her peripheral vision (on her radar) but just as taylor described in gold rush, karlie seemed like something utterly unattainable. in lover as well we get the line “i’m highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you” and i think this fits with this description of karlie.

i didn’t come here to make friends echoes their entire conceit of mastermind, and a lot of the kaylor discography that uses the word ‘friend’ — another way to say “i don’t want you like a best friend” etc

also this is a sort of throwaway point but “i didn’t come here to make friends” was a 2000’s reality tv phrase that came into popularity via the show America’s Next Top Model. it was iconic and soon every competitive reality tv show under the sun had contestants saying it.. but it’s origins are from a show about models! of which karlie is one.

more importantly, the “you kiss me in a way that’s gonna screw me up forever” is like the follow up to the gold rush “eyes like sinking ships on waters so inviting i almost jump in” language. it’s cruel summer’s “snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer just to seal my fate” because falling in love with karlie lead to taylor wanting her complications too

mismatched star signs works because fire signs traditionally match best with air signs. also visually, stars mismatched fits in with mastermind’s “the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned” — things that weren’t in alignment coming into alignment.

there’s a bunch of story page chapter stuff throughout taylor’s discography, some of which makes its way into kaylor but i’d probably write for way too long so i’m just gonna skip over that for now

this part might be a bit tricky but i sort of blame it on many kaylors not talking that much about really early kaylor possibilities out of (a sort of unearned) respect and the one way street principle of staying in our lane but the idea of taylor saying “i know that when you told me we’d get back together and kissed me that you remember[ed] we were born to be national treasures” isn’t that too wild of a statement if you imagine them as maybe briefly connecting or talking at some point before taylor made her plans to make karlie hers. indeed, we know their paths crossed several times before they were first connected at the 2013 vs fashion show.

*for posterity, i included the apple music lyrics as the genius lyrics appear to be worded partially incorrectly

this is the part of the song which i just think is so beautifully done. in particular i love the “you don’t knock anymore” of it all

at first it sounds like she’s saying karlie doesn’t knock anymore because she come around anymore, or this idea of there having been a breakup or a period of not being together or something sad, which is matched by the tone of how she sings it for the first time. the waves crashing to the shore feels like a storm.

but at the end of the repetition her voice becomes more upbeat and it dawns on you, you’re like, oh wait karlie doesn’t knock anymore because she doesn’t need to knock anymore, she has a key! (“is that your key in the door?” anyone?)

and suddenly the waves meeting the shore is a pleasant image of unification and happiness. she closes with the thought “you don’t knock anymore and i always knew it” which makes it feel a bit more like mastermind’s “you knew the entire time, and now you’re mine” — always knowing they would get together, taylor always knowing karlie was the one. “and my life had been ruined” is sung in a sort of sweet resignation, one that i find throughout a lot of kaylor music, the idea that she knows its complicated but that its what she chose.

so yeah! that’s why suburban legends is a kaylor song to me 😌

Oh you are so special to me