koschei-the-ginger:

John Simm in Forgive and Forget extra

Ladies and Gentlemen, this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I can’t even……John Simm naked and jumping in the bed

(and I’m sorry for the crappy text, I still haven’t found the right font)

 

Does anyone still follow WSFB? Whatever, THIS SHOULD BE HERE

(via johnfuckingsimm)

crystalsoulslayer:

Clara and River co-dominating sub!Eleven. YES PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

I am a masseuse, and Matt is my latest client. Entering with only a towel round his waist, he smiles nervously as I direct him to lie face down on the bed. He can’t miss my eyes on his pale slim body, but dismisses it. As I rub his skinny shoulders I swallow. My knickers are starting to dampen. I am breathing slightly heavier as I slide my hands downwards, downwards…downwards. “What are you doing?” he demands, terrified, while I gently feel his ass. I merely smile and reply, “Ssh, just relax, Matt.” Then I slip a finger between his cheeks and into his warm entrance. He tenses up, but despite himself is panting. “God, you’re tight,” I groan. I stay like this, gently pushing a few fingers in and out of him, and he stays still and stiff, quietly allowing me to do what I want. When I take my fingers away Matt makes an involuntary noise of disappointment. Gently, I command, “Turn over.” He obeys, and the lovely brunette looks up at me with eyes both terrified of and begging for me. “Give me your permission,” I breathe. “Just say ‘yes’. All I want to do is make you feel good.” Slowly, he nods. I can’t resist his quirkily beautiful face or perfect body for much longer. I clamber on top of him. “Let’s see if that hair is as soft as it looks…” He is helpless, utterly at my mercy as I rake my fingers through his wonderfully smooth long hair. Trailing kisses down his jaw with the tiniest prickle of stubble on my lips, I grow wetter than ever. I press my mouth against his, opening his mouth instantly. I stroke my tongue against his, and my stomach flips in funny little ways at the warmth and the way he licks back. My hands are venturing down across his chest and I fumble feverishly to undo the knot in his towel. It’s loose. I tug it off and gasp at the sight of Matt’s naked body. His hair gloriously mussed up; his hazel eyes wide and pleading to be inside me; his torso lean; his legs long; the lightest trail of hairs I trace with a single finger until I’m touching his quivering, hot, hard cock. I enclose my fist around his shaft, stroking until his hips are bucking and pre-come coats his sizable erection. Then I quickly strip myself, place one leg on either side of him, take his hands, kiss his forehead and guide his cock inside me. Up and down I move, taking in more of Matt, going faster and faster until I clench around him and collapse onto him, bathed in sweat, exhausted and utterly, completely satisfied.