#not safe for sanders

[anxiousgaypanicking]

Video Games

Dukexiety (Remus x Virgil) Prompt: Smaller person (likely Virgil), and bigger person (likely Remy or Remus.) Of course they play video games, however, Virgil wants attention and R won't give it to him because "but video games, babe!" So, Virgil ride's R while he plays video games. Probably in a voice chat too. Warnings: exhibition, sex A request from my Wattpad

Virgil's quiet when opening and shutting Remus's door, but he's quick to complain the moment his arms fall around Remus's neck. 

"Remus," Virgil whines, dramatically, "you've been cooped up in here all day! Come hang out with me." 

Remus shrugs Virgil's arms off of him, hardly sparing him a glance as his fingers loudly click and swipe at his controller, resulting in a bloody, gory picture to be displayed on the screen in front of him. His computer doesn't make noise, but Remus is wearing headphones over one ear, with the other having been knocked away by Virgil's affection. 

"I'm busy," Remus responds, as he suddenly utters a curse under his breath, and Virgil watches his character die. Remus groans, before finally turning his head to look at Virgil. 

Quietly, Virgil hears the muffled complaints of Remus's friends through his headphones. 

"Come spend time with me," Virgil urges again, as he walks around the chair, standing in front of it and blocking view of the computer. "We can do whatever you want." 

"But... but video games!" Remus argues, holding up his controller. Virgil stands there, crossing his arms, before huffing. 

He sounds as though he's going to give up, and Remus raises his controller as he prepares to keep playing, but then Virgil's just moving forward, pulling himself into Remus's lap and straddling his thighs. His own calves wrap around the back of the chair. 

"Don't let me stop you," Virgil then urges, which has Remus staring at him for a moment, before grinning wide. A sloppy kiss is pressed to Virgil's lips, before Remus is wrapping his arms around Virgil's waist and settling his chin on his shoulder, getting right back to the game. All while Virgil's hands reach down to start fiddling with Remus's jeans, getting them undone, and then getting them down just enough to let Virgil see Remus's boxers (and the slit on the front of them). 

Remus is more than happy to lift his hips a little in order to help Virgil navigate his clothing, groaning when Virgil pulls his cock out. He keeps his eyes concentrated on the screen, but that doesn't stop him from wiggling his hips in excitement. 

He loves when Virgil initiates things; the little bursts of confidence typically lead to fun and exciting situations like this! Plus, he gets the best of both worlds; his hot boyfriend being sexual, and video games!

Slowly, he rubs his hand over Remus's cock, feeling his own face get a bit warm when Remus doesn't even try to hold back his little grunts, despite the fact he knows Remus is on a call with his friends. 

Part of him tries to reason that they'll just assume Remus's noises come from a place of focus, especially because Remus otherwise effortlessly holds up a conversation, but at the same time Virgil wouldn't be surprised if they knew Remus was being sexual on call. A quick glance at the screen following a question from Remus reveals two small profile pics lighting up on the side as green surrounds them, showing them responding. Virgil recognizes the pictures as belonging to Janus and Logan. 

Flushing, Virgil immediately knows they're already aware of what's going on, and is further flustered by the fact he knows they don't care. 

A quick kiss to the side of his face makes Virgil turn his head back around as Remus whispers "don't stop" into Virgil's ear, and then pulling him just a bit closer. 

Virgil's face is dark red, but he gives Remus a slow handjob just to make sure he's fully worked up, before he pulls away. 

"Two seconds," Virgil murmurs, as he kisses Remus briefly, before he stands up and digs through a nearby drawer, while one of his hands works to get his skinny jeans off. 

He manages to get his pants and boxers down right as he finds a small bottle of lube, and then quickly gets back onto Remus's lap, who can't help hungrily looking over Virgil's nude lower half. 

Virgil fumbles with the lube before getting it open, and haphazardly pours some over the length of Remus's cock. He uses his hand to spread it around, and shushes Remus once or twice when Remus groans out of humiliation. 

Then the lube's being tossed onto Remus's desk, and Virgil's hands are gripping Remus's shoulders. He scoots forward until the front of his body is pressed against Remus's and sits up fully on his knees. Remus's shaft runs between his cheeks, making him whine softly as he suddenly feels embarrassed for being so needy and perverted, but he's in too deep now. He wants this, and Remus seems to want it too. 

Virgil takes his time, giving Remus the time to realize that he's going to get started. And then he's holding Remus's cock, guiding himself down on it. He bites his lip hard to keep his noises in, until his ass is flush with Remus's legs. 

He's quick to hide his face in Remus's shoulder, but flushes dark when Remus lets out an unashamed groan. 

He really should have known that Remus wouldn't care enough to be quiet, but the fact he isn't is just as arousing. Furthermore, he's shameless with the long, drawn-out swears he spills under his breath and directly into the microphone. It's obviously sexual, as opposed to frustration, and he doesn't even stop himself from chuckling when Virgil lightly smacks him in the chest in a scolding manner. 

Just for Virgil's sake, Remus flicks his mic off for a second, knowing it'll make this seem more suspicious but deciding he doesn't care. 

"You're taking my cock so well," Remus praises, grinning as his eyes briefly dart from the screen, to Virgil, and then back towards the screen. "You didn't even have to stretch yourself out, though it's not like I wouldn't have enjoyed that show." Remus's tongue swipes over his lips, which tickles Virgil's cock a lot more than he'd like it to. "Having sex so often has it's perks. Maybe you should interrupt me more often." 

Virgil scowls, pulling away from Remus's shoulder. "Maybe you should pay more attention to me." 

Remus smiles, lips stretching into an amused grin, until Remus is shifting his position in order to properly thrust up into Virgil's hole, causing Virgil to cut himself off with a pathetic little moan. 

His painted nails dig into Remus's shoulder, cursing loudly, before he's rubbing his head against Remus's shoulder again. Remus clicks his mic back on, and gives a half-hearted apology, as Virgil gently rolls his hips down against Remus's thick cock. 

He's slow with his movements, biting back his groans despite the amount of effort it takes. 

And Remus can pretend like he's more focused on the game, but Virgil sees the goosebumps on his arms, and the way the hair on the back of his neck stands up as he tries to anticipate each descent on his cock, craving the moment when Virgil decides to pull up nearly all the way and slam his tight ass back down. But Virgil wants to take  his time, torturing Remus by playing with his impatience. 

Against his earlobe, Remus whispers "Virgil..." but Virgil ignores him. 

"Focus on your game," Virgil responds, voice just as quiet but tone bitter and smug. It makes Remus pout, but he doesn't say more about it for once.

 Virgil kisses the skin of Remus's neck, dragging his face against Remus's itchy stubble and then brushing his lips over the mustache above Remus's top lip, before kissing him. Remus is a bit clumsy, as his hand jerks suddenly on his controller, but Virgil doesn't care that he's messing Remus up. 

He grinds his hips against Remus's, and both of them groan, which finally earns some louder buzz through Remus's earphones. 

Virgil freezes as he hears louder voices, before watching as Remus glances towards him, and mouths 'what do I tell them?' 

Virgil flushes, and sort of opens his mouth to respond only for no words to come out. It's clear by Remus's wide eyes and amused face that those on the other end have caught on, but to what extent was unknown to him. 

He holds his breath, and listens as Remus teasingly goes "well, how much did you hear?" 

He waits for an answer, before nudging Virgil, as if implying they don't know he's here, meaning it's ultimately up to him whether or not they find out that Remus is doing a little more than "masturbating."

Virgil lifts his hips up, and this time moans as he slams them back down, Remus's cock fucking into his prostate. Once again, the chatter on the headset gets louder and more frantic, as if excited or surprised by Virgil's apparent presence! Remus grins wide, making Virgil's face go red as he imagines what exactly they're saying about him. 

"Don't stop," Remus then urges, running a hand down Virgil's side. "You're providing Janus and Logan with excellent background noise!" 

Whining, Virgil hides his face in Remus's neck, but obediently he lifts his hips again. 

At least he no longer has to put in the work to muffle himself. 

He hears buttons click, and assumes Remus is going back to playing. With his face up against Remus's, right beneath his ear and headphone, he finally hears a semi-clear voice informing Remus that it's incredible he can manage to focus with a toy in his lap. 

Virgil moans at the words, which earn more buzz from the other two, and a soft laugh from Remus. 

"This isn't an excuse for you two to be slacking off," Remus playfully chides, jerking forward due to the exciting nature of the game, jostling Virgil in the process. Virgil cries out at the movement, before sucking in a deep breath. He's got to keep himself focused. Remus isn't going to help fuck him, after all. 

He digs his fingers into Remus's shoulders, giving himself the proper support necessary to began rhythmically pushing himself up, and then roughly slamming himself back down, clenching around Remus's cock as he feels pre ooze into him. 

Shaky moans spill openly from his mouth, and although he's embarrassed he can't help but be the least bit flustered at the words the other two are no doubt saying about him, further amplified by the amused glances Remus gives him every time his headset gets particularly loud. 

Virgil moans loud as Remus's cock slams into his prostate again, and this time he repeatedly drops his hips down in order to aim for that area, only pulling halfway off of Remus's cock before pushing himself back down. 

Remus groans in his ear, and Virgil hears him fumble with his controller. 

One of Virgil's hands slide down Remus's chest, and then down his own front as it lands on his cock. It ruts against Remus's chest, providing him with uncomfortable friction, so Virgil begins to stroke himself to give himself proper pleasure. 

He pants, drool leaking down his chin. 

"Remus," Virgil whispers, as his hips fall once again, pushing Remus's cock deeper and deeper into him. 

"What?" Remus responds, loud as ever. "What's up?" 

Virgil whines. Remus knows. Remus knows full well that he's pushing himself, that he's close and threatening to come at any moment, and he's going to make Virgil admit it and humiliate himself just for the fun of it.

"I'm close."

"Come on, Virgil," Remus urges, grinning wide. "Speak up. I only have one available ear, you know. You're going to have to speak a little louder." 

Virgil whines again, before shakily repeating "I'm close." 

More vibrations emerge from the headphones, no doubt Janus and Logan making their own comments, with certain ones making Remus smile and laugh as Virgil continues to stroke and pump his leaking cock, still fucking himself back on Remus's cock. 

"They're debating whether or not I should let you come," Remus murmurs, making Virgil gasp, before huffing. 

"You- you haven't done anything else," Virgil groans, pre spilling over his fingers. "What makes you think you have that authority?" 

Remus sets the controller down suddenly, leaning forward as he grabs Virgil's hips. Remus pushes their lips against each other in a sloppy kiss, before dragging his teeth over the length of Virgil's jaw and to his ear. 

"What makes you think I don't?" 

"Please!" Virgil cries, as Remus knocks Virgil's hand away and begins stroking Virgil's cock for him, fast and relentless. Virgil struggles to hold back, digging his nails into Remus's shoulder as he sinks down fully on Remus's cock. "Please!" 

"Now you want to beg?" Remus teases, and laughs at how Virgil gasps and moans. 

"Remus!" 

"What? You going to come? While I'm on a call with two of our friends? They're going to hear you make a mess like the pathetic, perverted slut you are. Is that what you want? Huh?" 

Virgil's thighs squeeze around Remus's own, as Remus continues to pump his cock. It's relentless and rough, and after a matter of seconds, Virgil comes over Remus's hand and their chests. He makes a mess of them both, and moans as Remus strokes him through his orgasm, and continues to overstimulate him afterwards. 

It's another minute of Virgil whining and writhing before Remus finally lets his cock go. 

"Alright, guys, I think I'm done for today," Remus then says, fiddling with the mic attached to his headset. "There's another game I'm a little more interested in playing right now." 

He barely gives them time to complain or say bye before he's reaching forward to leave the call from his computer, and then stands, keeping a hand around Virgil's waist to make sure he's properly held and that his own cock stays deep in Virgil's ass. His headset is carelessly tossed onto his desk, as he carries Virgil to the bed, and shamelessly flops them both down onto it. 

Mouth stretched into a toothy grin, Remus's fingers dig into Virgil's pudgy thighs. 

"You ready for a second round?" he asks, teasingly, and Virgil shamelessly nods, already wrapping his arms around Remus's shoulders to keep their bodies close. At least he was finally getting attention. 

#sanders sides #sanders sides smut #not safe for sanders #agp smut #dukexiety #dukexiety smut

[roceitssociety]

I wanted to practice some chest anatomy..

And sue me for ALSO wanting to draw Janus with bite/scratch marks

#roceit #roman sanders #sanders sides #janus sanders #not safe for sanders

[thisislifenao]

hello sanders sides fandom

(ref)

#sanders sides #not safe for sanders #logicality #dukeceit #prinxiety #loceit #suggestive #myart #*posts*

[roseredbedhead]

Remus

'What You Need' by @anxiousgaypanicking

#lud's daydreams #moodboard #character moodboard #character aesthetic #dark aesthetic #mlm aesthetic #mlm moodboard #sugar baby au #fandom #intrulogical #ts remus #not safe for sanders

[tulipanthousa]

Roman: I need to start the editing process for this script I've written, I've already stretched and lubed myself up so I'm all ready for you.

Logan:

Logan: Can I finish my coffee first?

im always down for wild theories about how the sides as parts of a whole interact and i am ALSO always horny and YET somehow the concept of "the sides working together in thomas's brain is basically the worlds most bizarre polycule" has never occurred to me

crush hours and roman and virgil are fucking like rabbits. as Proper Feelings begin to develop this gradually evolves into them jointly seducing patton

dreams VS nightmares and the content of both dependent on who most recently fucked one of the twins. virgil with remus results in catastrophic nightmares and virgil with roman is one of those weirdly charged horny nightmares

janus is gonna gentle dom the shit out of everyone. no you are NOT stressed you are too busy getting your dick sucked

Logan + Patton for Mature Adult Conversations, which is hilarious because Thomas will be open and expressive about his feelings and desire for this friendship moving forward and you jump cut to logicality fucking nasty

#ask #Anonymous #not safe for sanders

[clydesavage-thefox147]

CW//Suggestive Content?

I don't think we realize just how dirty Janus' Spotify Playlist is. We've overlooked it so much. In this little analysis post, I wanna point out the handful of songs that show the sluttiness behind the Snake-Man because damn this playlist shows he can't keep it in his pants. You thought Remus is dirty..you haven't seen Janus...

First is "I put a spell on you" By Nina Simone. This song is believed to be about the poisonous and hypnotic throws of love. The dedication and devotion of love. Specifically a jealous love. Of wanting someone who doesn't want you. I'm not exactly sure who this could be directed to. It could be directed at Roman but I think there's another song that hints to that. Could be Virgil but again, there's another song that could be that as well. Overall a sexy song regardless, come on, it has the word Daddy in it ffs.

Second is "Evil Night Together" by Jill Tracy. This song is believed to be about seduction in the darkness of life. The art of manipulation through allure and enticement. Feeling of intimacy beyond ordinary and the unknowns of seduction. Embracing darker parts of yourself instead of holding back. This song to me seems directed at Roman and what Janus did during SvS. Enticing him with the happiness of the callback and the positive praise he's always wanted. Keeping Roman on a leash of temptation for the betterment and self-desire of Thomas achieving his goals and dreams. With lines like "Who's gonna make you a hero?" It only just further shows that.

Third is "Cabaret: Don't Tell Mama" from Cabaret, which features Liza Minnelli. This song is about a young women who has an active nightlife working as a nightclub erotic dancer and performer. She doesn't want her conservative mother finding out about her exploits so she pleads for no one to snitch. It's interesting here because Liza Minnelli is in this and Roman wanted Liza as a wedding performer..and Liza wears an outfit very similar to something Janus would wear...I think you see what I'm going for here.

Fourth is "You're a Cad" by The Bird and the Bee. This song is believed to be about a woman falling for a man, knowing he has a bad reputation. She knows this man wants to be better but she doesn't see a point in him doing so since it's never enough. Even hinting that she could be worse than him, making them perfect for one another and partners in their chaos. She taunts and teases him "Tug at your line" , "Wait by the phone", "You're reckless with my heart" all lines alluding to the fact of attraction. She could and would waste her life on someone she knows is bad for her, she doesn't care. This song is 100% directed at Virgil. With lines like "So now you want the whole world to notice that you've come around, now you expect we'll see how you're really so much better now" and "What's the point pretending that you could be a better man? Just give in since you always end up right back where you began" all hint to Janus being aware of Virgil's departure from the Dark Sides and his attempts to be better and change but he knows Virgil will always fail. Virgil in response with "Ignorance" on his own playlist shows that he thinks Janus is blind to his change. But yeah, very "loving" song towards Virge dontcha think?

And fifth and finally is "Criminal" by Fiona Apple. This song is believed to be about a woman who used her sexuality to exploit and manipulate a man. She feels regret for doing so even if it's what she had to do. This song is basically the musical equivalent of saying "I've been a naughty boy, punish me". Another song seemingly directed Roman. Showing Janus does feel bad for doing what he did to Roman despite it being for the greater good. He knew Roman was sensitive and insecure but that's how he knew to get to him for a betterment. Yes, he knew it was shitty but it had to be done. It also hints to still lingering feelings. Like "oh I'm so bad to you, a villain you say, well why don't you punish me since you like that" You could say it's also directed at Patton with a line like "I've been careless with a delicate man" but that could be Roman or Patton honestly.

So with all of that said, it seems Janus is quite the whore. I mean 2 songs directed Roman in a provocative manner. And 1 song directed Virgil. And just the overall seduction and temptation of these songs shows his slutty nature. Snakes are even common symbols for sexuality. This snake man knows how to play his deck and dick right...or dicks if you believe that lol

#sanders sides #sanders sides fandom #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #fanders #not safe for sanders

[nsfsprince]

Spicy Anxceit reconciliation but make it funny lol who knows what they were arguing about but at least by that last panel u can probably tell that they’ve figured things out and Janus is still in shock like ‘holy shit, that worked???’

(*comic strip idea based on smth i cant find a way to link back to, but this idea aint original but it was too good to pass up drawing these two with it)

#not safe for sanders #sanders sides smut #nsfs anxceit #anxceit #nsfs virgil #nsfs janus #prince draws #minors dni

[pencilpat]

"Am I the snake come to trick you into sinning?"

#suggestive #tw suggestive #janus sanders #patton sanders #moceit #patton x janus #janus x patton #not safe for sanders #ts patton #ts janus

[pillowprinceroman]

#not safe for sanders #nsfs roman #errirambles

[moonbeam-dragon]

#tss logan #logan sanders #ts logan #the crofters fic #logan x crofters #sanders sides #tss #nsfs logan #not safe for sanders

[anxiousgaypanicking]

Breeding

Moxiety (Patton x Virgil) Kinktober 2023 Day Eight: Breeding Warnings: sex, breeding, overstimulation, hickeys

Patton's big hands hold firm to Virgil's thighs, keeping them spread wide open. As his callouses rub over Virgil's skin, the latter can't help but shiver.

"Feel good?" Patton teases, which makes Virgil frown, tucking his face into his shoulder to hide his blush, as he mutters a bitter, incoherent response. The sight of Virgil shyly hiding his countenance makes Patton huff out a soft laugh.

"Here I am, generous enough to breed you full, and I don't even get to see your pretty smile?" Patton then says, voice playful, though his words only serve to embarrass Virgil further. "Let me see you, please. I won't continue until you do."

Not that they'd started much. Virgil had foolishly hoped for a quick fuck, neglecting the fact that Patton loved to take his sweet time peppering kisses and touching Virgil's body until Virgil 's begging for him to get to the actual sex. This time was no different, though Patton's drawn-out affection felt more humiliating in this moment, seeing as Virgil had approached Patton asking for something he hadn't before.

In a moment of vulnerability, he'd confessed his own breeding kink, and asked with a red face and darting eyes if Patton would consider indulging him.

And of course, Patton had said yes! And had been playing the part rather well.

Virgil just wishes they could move a little faster!

Slowly, Virgil moves his face from his shoulder, making bitter glaring eye contact with Patton, who smiles affectionately when he sees him.

"There we go," Patton praises, cupping Virgil's face with one of his hands. "My good boy."

Virgil shifts at the praise, glancing away as he licks his lips, before going "can you hurry up, please?"

Patton laughs softly, before leaning over Virgil in order to kiss at the latter’s neck, as his hand rubs over Virgil’s stomach, before wrapping around Virgil’s leaking cock. The feeling of his shaft suddenly being grabbed and stroked slowly has Virgil moaning immediately, arms stretched above his head.

“Is this fast enough for you?” Patton coos, very slowly working his big hand over Virgil’s comparably smaller cock, until Virgil is leaking into his palm.

But despite how good this felt, they both know what Virgil really wanted. And so Patton pulls his hands away after just a few seconds of pleasure, leaving Virgil whining and squirming beneath him.

He’s quickly silenced by Patton’s hands on his hips however, pulling them up off the mattress, before a bottle of lube is being pressed up against his hole and suddenly squeezed, making Virgil gasp and cry out a curse as excess is poured into him.

His blunt nails dig into the pillows above him, only easing once the bottle is tossed away and Patton’s thumbs once again push into his plump thighs, rubbing at the fat.

“There,” Patton muses, sounding a mixture of soft, and proud of himself. “Now it’s like you’ve produced slick all on your own.”

Virgil lets out a trembling moan at Patton’s words, flushing dark red as one of Patton’s fingers circle his hole, pushing two of his fingers in only briefly before pulling them out again, watching as Virgil’s hole clenches around nothing. Laughing under his breath, Patton backs up just enough to unzip his khakis, and pull his cock out.

Virgil watches with wide eyes as Patton reaches for the bottle of lube, pouring the rest over his shaft until the bottle is crushed, and then guiding Virgil’s legs to wrap around his waist.

Pale hands dig into Patton’s shoulders as Virgil reaches for him, gripping hard to his polo as he feels the tip of Patton’s cock push against his hole.

“Ready, love?” Patton murmurs, sweet as ever.

Virgil can only moan in response, eyes pressing shut as Patton slowly pushes into him, thick cock filling Virgil near instantly. The pads of Virgil’s fingers press into Patton’s shoulders as he pulls him closer, perhaps hoping that clinging tighter to Patton will get the rest of his cock inside faster.

“There we go,” Patton whispers, as his cock slides halfway in. “You’re doing so good. You were made for me, Virgil, and this is proof.” Patton’s soft lips hover against the corner of Virgil’s mouth, trail down his cheek, and pause just above Virgil’s earlobe. His hot breath fans against Virgil’s skin, so intimate it makes Virgil shiver.

“I’m going to breed you so full,” Patton says, and Virgil’s head falls back with pleasure as Patton’s hips press flush against his ass. “Going to pump you full of come. Do you want that, Virgil?”

“Y- yes,” Virgil stammers, embarrassed.

“What do you want?”

Patton pulls away to fully admire Virgil’s twisted face, brows furrowed and nose scrunched with a mixture of humiliation and bitterness at the question, but a bit of gentle prompting from Patton has Virgil turning his face to the side, and muttering something unintelligible.

Patton smiles at the muffled sounds. “I can’t hear you.”

With a bit more bile, Virgil turns back to Patton, gritting “I want you to… breed me full.”

“There we go! Good boy!”

Patton pulls him into a kiss before Virgil can even think about uttering a disgruntled comment, trapping his tongue in a brief war with Patton’s own, before Patton shamelessly pushes his tongue past Virgil’s lips, tasting him fully as his hips slowly begin to move.

Their stomachs are pressed flat together, the hair on Patton’s stomach tickling Virgil’s relatively barer skin, though that sensation is quickly forgotten as Patton’s cock thrusts forward and right back inside of Virgil, causing Virgil to break away from the kiss with a gasp, spit dribbling down his chin. He wraps his arms tighter around Patton’s neck, and in return Patton holds tight to Virgil’s hips, as though they’re joined in a perverted embrace.

He thrusts slowly into Virgil, though Virgil isn’t sure whether Patton’s doing it on purpose to tease him, or if he’s genuinely attempting to ease them both into this. Regardless, Virgil feels tortured by his pace, and if it weren’t for Patton’s lips brushing over his neck, he’d be begging for more.

Teeth nip at Virgil’s pale jugular, light and questioning, but Virgil just cocks his head to the side in response, sucking in a sharp breath as Patton accepts the invitation with a firm bite, sucking hard on the skin until they’re both confident a dark hickey will form.

“Going to breed you,” Patton breathes, before kissing Virgil’s skin briefly, interrupting his affection to continue mumbling “going to stuff you full. You’re all mine, Virgil, all mine.”

“God!” Virgil groans, head thrown back. They’d hardly started, and he felt like he was losing his mind.

Patton sucks another mark into Virgil’s flesh, closer to his jaw. Virgil feels his body heat up at the idea of the others seeing, and asking questions about it, but still he moans. He pulls Patton even closer.

“Please,” he pleads, though he’s not even sure what he’s asking for.

Patton’s big hands massage Virgil’s hips and upper thighs, squeezing his fat love-handles before gliding up his sides, and running back down to his hips, of which he holds so tight Virgil feels as though he might have bruises in the shape of Patton’s hands afterwards.

His thrusts speed up inside of Virgil, causing Virgil to jolt with each thrust into him. A steady moan spills from his lips as Patton kisses down his neck and over his collarbone.

Until finally the tip of Patton’s cock slams into his prostate, making Virgil suddenly cry out in pleasure, digging his nails into Patton’s shirt.

“There!” Virgil begs, a pretty, red blush enveloping his features. “Right there, please! Oh, please, please, please!” 

"Please what, Virgil?" Patton urges him. "Use your words." 

The sheer grit in which Patton commands him makes Virgil feel like a doll, helpless to do anything but obey, but happy to do such anyway, despite the pit of humiliation sitting in his stomach, further fueling his arousal. It has Virgil sucking in desperate mouthfuls of air as Patton's thrusts speed up, only serving to make talking a bigger challenge. A glance towards Patton's face reveals his amused, gleaming eyes, as he purposefully works to make Virgil struggle. Virgil groans as he meets Patton's intense gaze, feeling flush. 

"Please-" Virgil stammers, unable to catch his breath, "please- breed me. Please- I need it, I-" 

"Shh," Patton soothes, mockingly, before sucking another deep hickey. "You'll get it. I won't deprive you." 

He lets out a soft moan against Virgil's skin, making Virgil shudder with glee. 

Heat overwhelms Virgil's body as Patton thrusts into his prostate, fucking into it over and over until he's trembling on the brink of an orgasm. Patton's thick cock stretches him open just right, adding to his ultimate pleasure. 

Furthermore, Patton slides one of his big hands between their stomachs to grab and stroke Virgil's cock, working it steadily and lovingly between his fingers, sliding his palm up, then back to the hilt, and then back up again. He sets a rhythm with his rubbing until cute cries are spilling from Virgil's gritted teeth, as the latter attempts to bite back his louder moans of overwhelming delight. 

"Close," Virgil eventually gasps, holding to Patton as tightly as he can. He may be able to hold back for a few minutes, but not forever. Not with how well Patton is handling him. He hears Patton laugh softly from where his face is buried in the skin of Virgil's neck, mouthing over unmarked skin as though it's unclaimed territory. 

"My good boy," he whispers, so quiet Virgil can barely hear. "Be good and come for me." 

Patton's fingers squeeze around Virgil's shaft, urging him to do as he's told and come, which Virgil does in just a few more strokes, making a mess between the two of them with a loud cry. His head is thrown back onto the pillows, giving Patton a clear view of Virgil's neck, littered with hickeys.

Patton slows down inside of Virgil only briefly, giving him a few seconds to catch his breath, before his thrusts start back up again. 

Blearily, Virgil whimpers "what- what?"

"Oh, baby," Patton coos, the pet name making Virgil flush a dark red. "You didn't think we were done, did you? I haven't bred you, yet! How am I going to stuff you full if I haven't even came?" 

Virgil moans at his words, cursing in between his pants. Before he can respond though, Patton is thrusting harder into him, slamming into his prostate so suddenly Virgil can't help but cry out in overstimulation, cock twitching between his legs. 

Patton leans down so they're pressed firmly against each other, trapping Virgil's cock between their pudgy stomachs as Patton kisses Virgil again, gently scratching at Virgil's scalp as his cock slides repeatedly in and out of Virgil, earning overwhelmed cries and moans as Virgil's prostate is abused. 

Thighs shaking, Virgil squeezes them around Patton's waist, pulling him closer despite his body's shaking sensitivity. 

"Come in me!" Virgil pleads, slinging his forearm over his face to hide his no-doubt pathetic expression. "Breed me! Please!" 

His cock is rubbed against Patton's stomach, smeared in his own come as Patton's cock fucks harder into him, making him gasp as he digs his nails hard into Patton's back and shoulders. If they weren't protected by the thin fabric he was wearing, his skin would no doubt be pierced. 

Patton suddenly groans, pulling Virgil's head back in order to bury his face in Virgil's neck. 

"Going to fill you up," Patton huffs, voice sweet but decently excited, making Virgil feel equally as anticipatory. "Going to stuff you full. I wish we had a plug nearby; I'd keep you plugged up all night. Would you like that? Being plugged full of my come?" 

Virgil whines at the question, pushing his hands over his face. 

Immediately, Patton tsks. "Bad boy. Don't you want to be bred? Don't you? If you don't answer me-" Patton's thrusts slow, and he begins to pull his cock out, "-I'll just have to come over you instead. Make an even bigger mess on your stomach, instead of pumping my come inside of it." 

"No!" Virgil pleads, before hesitantly pulling his hands away. "Please- please, Patton!" 

"So nice," Patton coos, ignoring him. "Such a nice, polite boy. Are you sweet, Virgil? A sweetheart who wants to be bred full?" 

Humiliation creeps through Virgil's veins, and seem to go straight to his leaking cock. 

"My sweet boy. My good boy." 

Virgil lets out a soft sob of pleasure as Patton continues to thrust into him, though he's growing noticeably sloppy. He moans, before pressing his lips against Virgil's earlobe, kissing it gingerly, before whispering "I'm close, Virgil. I'm going to fill you up." 

Virgil wraps his arms tightly around Patton, only responding with an embarrassingly desperate "please!"

And Virgil needn't plead any further. 

Patton comes with a pleased groan into Virgil's ear, come spurting into Virgil's hole, properly filling him like he promised he would. Patton fucks Virgil gently through his orgasm, and is pleased when Virgil comes too (he's always found it cute when their orgasms lined up!) but is careful not to let any of his come be pushed out. He's equally as careful as he leans back and slowly pulls out, even lifting Virgil's hips up to prevent spillage. 

With one of his arms wrapped around Virgil's midsection, his other hand lightly gropes at Virgil's pudgy stomach, smiling wide. 

"There we go," Patton breaths, face flushed as he attempts to catch his breath. "Bred properly! How do you feel?" 

"Good," Virgil responds, huffing slightly. There's a bit of silence between them, before Virgil eventually mumbles "thanks, I guess." 

His gratitude makes Patton smile cheekily, as he leans down immediately to smother Virgil in kisses. And despite Virgil squirming slightly, he eventually resigns himself to being on the receiving end of a kiss-attack, letting himself pull Patton close as he relishes in the feeling of being delightfully stuffed full. 

#moxiety #moxiety smut #moxiety nsfs #sanders sides #sanders sides smut #not safe for sanders #agp smut #sanders sides kinktober

[elementary-my-dear-daddy]

Virgil playing video games and Logan cockwarming him. Or something. If you even care.

#not safe for sanders #analogical

[djs-horny-blog-lmao]

Hopefully tumblr hasnt nuked the quality but ohghgh my god. Dont know if i wanna wreck him or be him yknow

#not safe for sanders #nsfs logan #nsfs art #nsfs loceit #hypnosis #dj draws #hypnokink #hypno art #well now its 1.30am and im horny. gdi

[pupplaylogan]

Breedable Bitch (Intrulogical)

"I’d like to see you write Remus and Logan together with Remus calling Logan a Breedable bitch. If you’re alright with that. - 🌧️"

Ao3

Word/s: 528

Summary: top remus + bottom logan, scratching + slight blood, hair pulling, aggressive sex

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Remus pins Logan down by the shoulders, chest pressing uncomfortably into the couch. His ass is in the air and Remus is slamming into him— skin slapping with every thrust.

Logan's hands grip the couch cushion the best he can. Pressing his face down and panting hard, his chest heaves. His face is wet from sweat and his hair is plastered onto his skin.

Remus moves his hands away from Logan's shoulders and then he digs his nails into his upper back, slowly, tediously, dragging them down. Hard. Little beads of blood prickle up from the little lines.

Logan moans, muffled.

Remus grips his hips, continuing to fuck him as Logan's cock leaks and sways inbetween his legs. He bet he's bruising (and that thought has his cock twitching).

He's teetering on the edge.

Remus leans down over Logan, blowing hot breath against his ear. His mustache tickles his skin. He licks his ear before growling, "Aren't you my breedable, little bitch?"

Logan gasps.

He grips the cushion tighter in his fingers, eyes rolling into the back of his head. His mouth falls open in a silent moan, before they clank together, clenching. He groans. "Remus, oh fuck—."

He comes, legs shaking.

Remus laughs mockingly above him and his head spins.

"What? You like that? Do you like being my breedable bitch?" Remus asks, tone snide.

Logan doesn't respond. He's panting hard and drooling onto the couch. It pools beneath his mouth. His cock hits his stomach the harder Remus thrusts and he whines, overwhelmingly sensitive.

Fingers wind in his hair, pulling his head up with a sharp tug. Logan moans, wincing, both from the tug and awkward position. His mouth hangs open as drool runs down his chin.

"Answer me, bitch," Remus grunts. Logan moans again and nods the best he can.

"Yes, yes, yes," Logan chants.

"Yes, what?"

"I love being your bitch! Your breedable bitch!" Logan answers, squeezing his eyes shut.

Remus groans, dropping Logan's head and shoving his own into Logan's shoulder. A few more thrusts and he's coming in Logan. He shudders above him. Logan's cock weakly twitches and squirts out more cum.

(Remus spreads ointment across Logan's back, over the scratches— his scratches. His heart flutters in his chest, staring at the marks he put on Logan. He doesn't think he could stop the dopey smile on his face even if he tried.

Logan winces at the sting, but does his best to sit as still as possible.

Remus moves his fingers away, closing the jar, and wiping his hands on one of the random pillows. Logan turns around to face him, cupping his face and pressing a kiss to his mouth.

Much softer tham what they just finished doing.

Remus smiles at him, vibrating.

"Are you alright, love?" Logan asks, quietly.

Remus nods, running his hands up and down the sides of Logan's body. He starts rushing through questions. "Are you okay? Did I do too much? Did you like that? Was I too hard? Did I hurt you in a way you didn't like—"

Logan cuts him off with a shoosh and a finger to his lips.

"That was amazing, Remus.")

#not safe for sanders #nsfs intrulogical #nsfs logan #nsfs remus #my writing!

[icy-cold-bitch-latte]

I love the headcanon where Remus can handle being called the most nastiest, foulest things in bed but the second you give him even the tiniest bit of praise he just fucking melts

#remus sanders #remus sanders x reader #intrulogical #demus #dukeceit #not safe for sanders #dukexiety

[roseredbedhead]

Logan

'What You Need' by @anxiousgaypanicking

#lud's daydreams #moodboard #character moodboard #sugar baby au #academia #mlm moodboard #mlm aesthetic #intrulogical #ts logan #not safe for sanders