still thinking about sahara scar eating grian out from under his desk, but now i’m thinking about vex form scar having a much thicker tongue, and grian having to figure out how to not make any noises while scar fucks him open with said tongue dkksdk bonus points scar caressing and leaving little marks on his thighs with his claws, the slight pain with his pleasure making grian a mess
you’re so real for this one anon. esp the thicker tongue??? scar’s getting a good grade in taking his husband apart, mhm mhm
I meant to answer this days ago but school got in the way. anyway. have this LOL
Grian’s pen moves across the page in little spurts, the man squinting down at the paper before him. To anyone walking by he looks deep in thought as he burns holes into the budgeting for Sahara. Which isn’t too far off, but it isn’t the entire truth.
The rest of the truth is under his desk, and currently holding his legs apart.
Scar’s decided to up his antics today, unleashing his vex form on Grian. Something that Grian doesn’t mind when they’re alone. But his two coworkers are currently in the next room, and Grian doesn’t want them to walk in on his husband tongue fucking him.
He feels Scar’s thick tongue lick at his entrance, making him shudder. “Scar,” he mutters, squeezing the pen in his hand. His husband purrs in response, the sound vibrating against him, causing him to jolt in pleasure.
Enjoying his reaction, Scar presses onward, slowly slipping his tongue inside Grian. The feeling makes Grian freeze in place, a choked noise being yanked from him. It’s akin to that of Scar’s fingers in him, but not quite. He feels Scar slowly move his tongue in and out, lapping at him. “O-Oh, oh fuck,” he hisses out, trying to keep himself quiet. Yet Scar doesn’t share this goal, as he pokes deeper into Grian, sucking at his clit in the process. “Fuck!” he cries, louder than intended.
His breath hitches, ears straining for any sounds from outside. Scar doesn’t seem to care much, as he licks at Grian’s walls, moving his tongue in and out. Grian takes measured breaths, biting his lip to keep any loud noises muffled. He pants at the feeling of Scar’s mouth on him, making him whine. “S-Scaaar.” He trembles, the syllables of his name being dragged out through his quiet gasp. He feels so hot, like there’s a fire igniting inside him, furious and intense.
Scar thrusts his tongue, the thickness of it leaving Grian feeling fuller than he would with his husband’s fingers. He licks into Grian with determination, clearly wanting to create a stream of noise from him. He pushes his face closer to Grian’s heat, licking into him.
Grian drops the pen, instead bringing his hands to cover his mouth. A few weak moans spill from him, hips awkwardly jerking against Scar’s mouth. He has no idea how he’s meant to focus like this, with Scar eating him like a man starved. His tongue is merciless, lapping at him and occasionally sucking at his clit. A jolt of pleasure runs down Grian’s spine at the feeling. “S-So thick, o-oh Void Scar—” He tilts his head back just slightly, the motion pushing him away from his desk.
With this angle, he can see the way Scar looks up at him, green eyes heated and intense, loud with love and adoration.
Scar’s mouth is warm on him, tongue like molten lava as it moves in him. Grian feels like he’s being swallowed whole with each stroke. It’s as if Scar has set him on fire with the way he laps at him. Each movement of his vexed tongue leaves Grian breathless. He’s trying so hard to be quiet so Mumbo and Iskall don’t hear them, but Scar doesn’t seem to care about that.
“G-Good boy, shit Scar, please—” he whines, weak to the relentless attention his husband gives him. He feels his wings twitching in pleasure, tense and flared out.
Slipping one hand into his lap, Grian tangles his fingers in Scar’s hair. He presses him closer as he feels Scar grab his thighs, claws digging into his skin. “Yes, yes, c’mon,” he pants, trembling. Scar’s literally fucking him open with tongue, and Grian can hardly think straight. “You feel so good, ah, ah, yes.”
He can feel Scar’s clawed nails press and dig lightly into his skin, sending little shocks of pleasure running through Grian’s body. He quiets a weak warble as Scar lovingly caresses his skin, sucking at his clit once more. Grian jolts in response, fingers tightening lightly in Scar’s hair. “Please, please, please,” he begs, breathless. “Love — ah — love you so much, S-Scar.”
Tenderly, ever so softly, Grian feels three taps of Scar’s claws against his thigh. He laughs a little in return, the sound breaking off into a strangled noise as Scar licks at him, thick tongue taking the time to rub against his sweet spot.
A high pitched keen leaves Grian as he tries to pull himself back, but Scar doesn’t let him get very far. He drags him close by his grip on Grian’s thighs, claws digging into his skin. Scar’s hold on him is tight, strong. He can’t pull back even if he wanted to (not that he does). His chair creaks as Scar leans forward, pulling Grian closer.
Scar chases right toward Grian’s release, and Grian has to forcefully cover his mouth to prevent himself from getting too loud. It doesn’t prevent every noise from spilling out, as his weak moans still leak through.
His body feels so warm, all wrapped up tight with tension.
“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum,” Grian moans, trying to move his hips back against Scar’s mouth. His moans are breathy, as silent as he can make them. “Gonna cum on your tongue, oh, please Scar.” His lovely husband slips in a finger to push him over the edge, earning a warbled gasp from Grian.
Scar moves his finger in time with his tongue, adding to the thickness plunging within Grian. He stiffens, body going tight as he grabs at Scar with both hands. The angle is a little awkward with him on his chair like this, but he desperately works himself back against Scar’s tongue, panting and whining.
“Please, p-please make me cum, ‘m so close Scar, ngh,” he moans, and Scar gives him exactly what he wants.
A few more thrusts of his tongue and finger leave Grian spilling over, Scar’s name a warbled cry on his lips. “S-Scar, fuck, t-thank you, thank y-you—“ Grian squeezes his eyes shut with another quiet noise, hands still tangled in Scar’s hair. He hangs his head, shuddering as Scar works him through his orgasm.
Slowly does Scar stop his movements, gently extracting himself from the trembly avian before him. He smiles up at the man lovingly, moving farther out from under his desk to properly lean up on his knees. He reaches for Grian’s face as he slots their lips together, kissing him.
Grian’s nose scrunches as he tastes himself on Scar’s tongue, but otherwise melts into the action. His hands slip down to Scar’s shoulders as they exchange a few soft kisses.
Neither of them speak as Grian catches his breath, content to feel Scar’s lips against his own. He sighs quietly in content, holding onto as much of Scar as he can.
Eventually pulling apart, Scar moves to lean his arms on Grian’s lap, resting his head there. “I love you,” Scar murmurs to him. “Did you like the surprise?” He sticks his now human tongue out playfully.
“You are a threat to my safety, you know that?” Grian teases in return. “I didn’t get any work done because someone wanted to try and get information.”
Scar grins up at him, “Did it work?”
Grian hums, pretending to think about it. “Hmmm, no.” Scar playfully pouts at him. “But I might be open to some more… persuasion at home.” He grins, idly dragging a hand through Scar’s soft hair. “And yes, I thoroughly enjoyed the surprise, however distracting it might have been.”
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I'm bringing the bunny kisses love to the spicy blog.
Secret Husbands bunny kissing in bed.
They're being soft with each other, and Scar leans down and nuzzles Grian’s nose. They start giggling because even slow and gentle thrusting keeps making their noses bump.
Or maybe it's supposed to be a rougher scene, but Scar breaks character and bunny kisses, completely killing the vibe. It doesn't matter, though. They're enjoying themselves and each other, and that's really all that matters.
bunny kisses for the spicy blog !!!! 🥺
I think. I might have written a bunny kiss in lavender tea actually. or at least it was a very tender kiss, I don’t remember—
but uwahhhh yes 🥺 they’re so ridiculously affectionate with one another during intimacy that scar leans down to nuzzle his nose, or grian will pull scar close so that he can bump their noses together
it’s so easy for them to just be so lost in each other 🥺 whether it’s smth soft or a scene, the exchange of bunny kisses will not be stopped
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