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chaoscrawls · 11 months
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"Are you sure t-that this is--" his words broke, Sullivan buring his face into his pillow to hide a soft whimper, feeling Nyars hands carry no restraint or shame when it came to lathering his body. The squeeze and warmth going around the circumference of his waist, over his soft stomach, had felt better than it should have. "--it's necessary?"
His hands were always so confident. There was strength to the digits and palms as they pressed into his flesh. They only took a break to gather more oil from the jar. Kneading it into his body was loving, but Sullivan wondered if they doubted how well it would absorb and made it their duty to force into his pores.
He could try to be as subtle as he wanted, but it was doubtful he was hiding anything. The way his body would stiffen. How red his face was. The sudden deepness of his breaths. It felt good. Nyars hands on him. Every inch of him. It made him crave much more... but that seemed silly from a massage meant to protect him. Which...in hindsight also sounded silly. Was Nyar messing with him? Had he gotten nude and let the being touch him for his protection? Truthfully?
Perhaps he didn't care much anymore. His face fell into his pillow again. Clutching the soft downy tightly as Nyar stroked in a pattern into the back of his thighs. He rolled down his calves, heading towards ankles...and that meant Sullivan would need to turn over.
When the command came, he shook his head. Promptly. Face not leaving the pillow despite how staunched for air he was.
He could feel how much he enjoyed it. His stomach was warm and...he was hard. Each ministration he indulged in made him this way. He felt himself grow especially sensitive to the fabric on his bed as his poor arousal rubbed and twitched beneath him. And showing that to Nyar would be embarrassing...and he knew the other would enjoy teasing him over it.
"I-i need a moment to rest." He muffledly spoke. Eventually, he got some courage to look to Nyar who came to the side of him. It was a pout he was given, brows furrowed. Even a little teary eyed as he ached down there. "You...massage rough." A lie. One he felt bad for. "You don't,um. Y-you were gentle. I'm sorry. But..."
"I need a break... before we go on."
They keep their movements precise, slowly gliding along every inch of the man’s flesh. The pads of their fingers and tips of their talons work in the strongly scented oil. No shiver, twitch or whimper goes unnoticed, yet they don’t mention it, their eyes remaining locked on their task. Deep down the god is thoroughly enjoying themselves, savouring each delicious murmur and moan. It’s no secret that Nyarlathotep pays special attention to his soft waist, and the shape of his hips, taking time to relish the smooth and plush feeling under their own shadowy cool touch. They loved mortals that felt like this.
Soon, they reach a certain point on their pet’s leg that reveals tight muscles. If Sullivan had been looking he might have noticed a flicker in the glowing orbs, a change in brightness or perhaps colour, but it vanishes as quickly as it came. Releasing a soft huff they use the pressure from their thumb they carefully work the stress away, running it down the sensitive muscle towards the back of the man’s knee. When more wriggling is the result they find themselves reaching out to squeeze tightly at Sullivan’s hips, ensuring that he is kept still so the job can be finished.
Words break the god from their trance-like state and they cant their head towards the mortal who shyly looked toward him, eyes glinting with wetness. “A break?” The words are a rough purr. “There is no time for a break.” It’s a lie, there was no rush to get the man oiled up and his mortal scent covered, only the god’s impatience and need to tease their little toy. With a tug of the man’s waist, he is dragged a short distance down the sheets, away from the safety of his pillow and closer to the creature looming over him. 
Sharp nails dig into the flesh of his legs, as they begin to turn the mortal over onto his back, despite any resistance they might meet. Each leg is dropped on either side of Nyarlathotep and they come face to face with what Sullivan had desperately trying to hide. If they’re amused, they certainly don’t show it. Their glowing orbs take in the sight unabashedly. If the man beneath them tried to say anything, they are quick to ignore it, dipping their hand in the sweet-smelling oil once again. Reaching a hand out they lift one of their pet's legs, holding it straight up in the air so they can continue, now with an even more pleasant view than before.
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If it's the rear we're talking about...
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despairs-tyrant-king · 9 months
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@dickqveen
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thesoulbound · 1 year
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mornings:     for the sender to intimately wake the receiver up. (Reverse) from Alice!
"Sunday" themed prompts (+18/CW) @doe-eyedbeauty ( add +reverse to switch the sender and receiver )
Will had never thought he would actually one day get to wake up next to someone else like this. Having Alice's bare body pressed back against his was a comfort of its own he hadn't enjoyed much. So he just enjoyed the moment of serenity while waking up before he placed a kiss to the back of her shoulder. Following it up with another while his hand slipped down from around her waist to in under the sheets.
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vipier · 11 months
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with all due respect to everyone in the rpc, you will never catch me with a n/sfw sideblog
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prettytm · 10 months
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Tumblr's a cock block I've been trying to get this on the dash for the last 30 minutes. But no. Don't let a girl live her best life. Full version { Here }
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chaoscrawls · 11 months
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🥵!
send a 🥵, and i’ll give you a spicy headcanon about my muse!
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As mentioned previously Nyar has the ability to change their genitalia to whatever suits their needs. They have had penises of various sizes, shapes. As well as multiple at one time. There have also been times were they have had a vagina but that is a rare occurrence as it's not their main preference.
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wrathfl · 11 months
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[ hc ] Happy Sinday. The fact that whenever Mercy smiles, her little fangs become visible. Very cute but also very threatening when she's angry. (⸝⸝ᵕvᵕ⸝⸝)
.Personals do NOT reblog
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silverwingborn · 3 months
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{ Kink Meme } - “Predicament bondage.”
Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them.
Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants |
Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both
“I’d definitely have to trust my partner, but it’s something I would be open to trying. The idea of discomfort to a certain extent isn’t bad. I don’t believe myself to be masochist.”
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demon-blood-youths · 7 months
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Also, what about Davion! Do you have more intense wet dreams about him?
Jeez. These anons are freaking noisy. Rust sets his drink down on the table before groaning, "Listen man...are you really here to know about my love life or something? Like what the hell?" Rust doesn't want to say it. There were intense wet dreams that the knight had of Davion. The ones that keep occurring a few times were.
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"Ha..ha...how does this help?"
"It helps with your muscle and increase your stamina, little knight."
"Nugh....yeah right." Rust doubts it.
The knight and the dragon were in the gym. They were exercising and training as usual. It starts off as tame at first. Like it's the usual workout but then it turns into teasing and then this.
It started out with Davion massaging his joints and his back to ease the nicks of his mucles. Then he went to his chest, and he felt him ghosting over his pecs before rubbing his pecs. Whenever he does this, he flushes his cheeks pink. Davion notices this and starts to tease his pecs further. Of course, Rust tells him to knock off and it leads to where the knight tells Davion that he can build up resistance to his touches.
To prove his point, Davion presents a challenge for the little knight that he can't say no to. A small bet. It starts off with using toys. A vibrator inside as he is using the exercise machines. Crazy bastard. He is sweating and heated, trying to focus on his sets. But he had to mess with him by adjusting the settings on this damn thing.
He is doing sets by lifting dumbbells in each arm. He focus on his sets but the toy is vibrating his spots, making his legs tremble a bit. He tries to steel his nerves as he continues his sets. "Seriously...how does this help?" "What's wrong, little knight? Are you tired already?" Davion teases as he is holding the remote in his hand. Rust huffs, "Faaar from it...hnng. I can still keep going." He said while his cheeks were flushed pink. He won't let Davion win. No way. However..things are getting harder from there.
He is doing sets on the leg press machine. He rests his back against the padded seat and presses his legs upwards against the pad that is attached to the weights. Davion said it helps with his legs. But he wants to see if he can handle the sensation in his ass while doing sets. He pushes his legs against the pad, doing his set. Every time he pushes, the vibrator touches his sensitive spots making him grit his teeth. After finishing his sets, he pants.
"Ha..ha...ha...."
"Was that hard for you?" Then Davion blinked, seeing the sweating Rust whose face heated and with his eyes half-lidded. Seeing him like this makes him tempting. He wants to take him right now.
"Fuck..." Rust uttered. And soon, they move away from the toys and go for the real thing. By the real thing, it means Davion is buried inside Rust while he is standing up, pulling the handles.
"Haaaa....haaa..."
Rust is using the cable crossover machine by pulling the handles while Davion is holding him steady. The blond gasped before growling a little. The dragon's hard girth is rubbing at the right spots making him gasp and drool a little.
"What's wrong? Are you doing alright?" Said the dragon, nibbling the lobe of his ear making the blond pant. "Mhmmm...I'm fine...you crazy dragon." He said with his cheeks heated. "A-almost done..." He pulls his head away from him.
"Good. Then can you help me with some sets. I need a spotter." Davion chuckled.
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The dream is visual and....damn....what would he call it? Kinky? What the fuck? What the hell is wrong with him?
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He was helping Davion with the weights. He got on his lap while holding onto him. His bottom half is bare while straddling his lap. He panted. "How..how would this help?" Rust asked, wincing a bit.
"This is training for my cock and for your hips." Davion said at his ear while the blond is holding onto him. Davion is using the overhead press machine with Rust on his lap or rather on his hard girth, bouncing on it. While he is doing sets, Rust makes sure to hold on while counting. Seeing the look on the blond's face made the dragon hungrier and hungrier. He wants to eat him up.
"Ha...ha...damn." Rust said. "17....18...ah.....19....hrk...20." He said, uttering the counting wile closing his eyes. He keeps moving his hips down when Davion thrusts up when doing his sets.
After doing that...
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Rust's cheeks flushed even redder, he hid his face in his hands before pulling his hoodie down. Darn it. Why does he keep remembering that dream?! He is getting aroused by this.
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"Haahhh...fuck...hahhhahh...how much...longer?...oohhhhh" Rust whined as he is on his back with his hips lifted and being held by the dragon as the blond's legs were hooked under his arms. His lower back is off the mat and only his upper back is on the mat. Davion grunts as he keeps thrusting his hips forward making the knight moan and mewl.
"Ah...fuck....hnnng..." Rust panted as there is drool from the corner of his mouth.
The duo are on a gym mat that is being used for sit-ups, push-ups, and other exercise positions. And what they're doing is an exercise position. Or rather....Davion calls it that despite Rust knowing this is a sex position they're in.
The blond had his wrists tied up by jump rope, making this more hotter and dominant. He never thought that they would do this here in the gym!
The knight gasps and moans as the dragon keeps thrusting into him deeply. He also snaps his thrusts making him cry out loud. "Ah..AH! FUCK!"
"Hahaha...I won't be able to keep up this. How many sets are we in, little knight?"
"Is this for me or for you?" He complained but his rear got spanked making him yelp. "For both of us, my treasure." Davion chided him with a smirk making Rust flush redder. "now where were we?" Davion corrects him before giving another powerful thrust. The blond screams before he tries to remember where they are at.
"Um....um...20...20 more." The knight answers under him. "20 more sets to go." He said with his tongue out with half-lidded eyes. The blond isn't sure if he can withstand anymore of this. But he doesn't want this to stop. Damnit. It feels too good.
"Good boy." Daivon said, continue to thrust into him. Rust tightens up hearing that and looks up towards the ceiling. He can't even buck his hips since Davion has them in a tight grip. "Fuck...Davion...don't stop..."
"Don't worry...like you said...we got 20 sets to go!" Davion proceeds to increase the pace, hitting his prostrate dead-on making his knight moan loudly. "N-NOT THERE! DON'T HIT THERE!"
"You mean here???" Daivion delivers a precise pounding at the right spots, making the blond leak out as he throws his head back with a pleasurable scream. "Now keep track...little treasure."
"I-I will! I WILL!" Rust obeyed as he counted once more. The dragon chuckles and says, "I guess I win this bet, don't I?" He keeps on pounding.
"Y-yeah...you did!" Rust moaned. Davion keeps on going and it's hard to keep track. Rust cries and tightens up, he's getting close. Really close. Davion growls as he is getting close, not letting up as he keeps plowing and claiming his knight once more.
"Ah...I'm getting close. Are you close?" Davion asked, not stopping until his treasure cums.
"Y-yeah...I am. Need your heat! PLEASE! I want it!" Rust cried.
"Then let's come together!" Davion exclaimed before letting out a roar as both came.
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In reality, Rust had to sit down and put his head in his hands. He tries to close his legs together. "Go away...anon. Not telling ya"
For @the-silver-peahen-residence
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sungracd · 10 months
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it's hard out here for a no-titty wide-hipped big-haired femme, gotta draw everything myself. 😞
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orangetintedglasses · 8 months
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It's not going away this time. It feels like it's just getting worse and worse, his heartbeat pounding away in his ears as he takes shaking steps forward with no destination in mind except for 'out of sight'.
But his vision swims as another wave of heat moves through him, and his head begins to spin. It's so hot. It's too hot. Vash feels like he's burning from the inside out.
Another step. He has to get somewhere, anywhere, h-he can't just collapse in the middle of the street like this-- but his body doesn't listen to his concerns, and Vash feels himself fall before he really registers his knees have hit the sand.
Looks like he's down for the count...
this link is a sinday ficlet! it's explicit, and includes the following: - mast//urba//tion via tentacles/vines - A/B/O-adjacent themes (character in heat) - a hermaphroditic male character exploring himself please click with caution!
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inseparableduo · 11 months
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"Welcome home, honey! Would you like dinner, a bath, or maybe... me?"
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hyliascommonwealth · 1 year
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O’clock for Viri and Uli
O ─ O’clock. What time do they usually have sex  ( mornings, late at night, during lunch break, etc… ) ?  Are they usually in a rush, or do they take their time ? How about on weekends / holidays ?  
Viri : Viri isn’t terribly worried about the time of day, he’ll go for it any time just for fun. The more of a surprise it is the more fun it is for him. He is typically in a rush, but he likes to play rough so it could be 50/50. No preference on weekends or holidays He’s game any day.
Uli : Uli loves morning sex, comfy sleepy kisses, gentle touching and nuzzles ( though he’ll enjoy it most any time of day with the right partner). Uli typically takes his time with whoever he’s playing with. Usually it doesn’t matter though he’ll avoid certain Hylian holidays
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chaoscrawls · 11 months
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🥵🥵 hi
send a 🥵, and i’ll give you a spicy headcanon about my muse!
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Nyar’s tongue is extremely long and when they make out with their partner they have a habit of putting their tongue down their throat. Oh! Also their tongue glows, especially when they're very aroused.
Like I said before they are very selfish and they are a god so they are used to being worshiped and this applies to their sexual endeavors too. There are some exceptions to this though. If their bond is close enough Nyar has been known to worship their partner's body thoroughly.
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umbralaether · 1 year
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Tell me about all things oral between Eisha and her lovers <3
the way I jumped on this one I—
Eisha tries to hide the blush on her face behind a book she isn’t reading, “Right to it, I see. Well, I have two words for you: Miqo’te tongue. It offers a rather… pleasant texture I’ve been told. I would not have believed it myself if it weren’t for G’raha. I was very nervous to give head at first. I said as much to Haurchefant, who said we could try and see what happens. And boy did we…”
When she notices you haven’t left, she continues, “I’ve always been one to give head as a way of reducing stress on my lovers. I love slowly feeling the tension ease from their body and knowing I’m the one who’s gotten them so relaxed.” She pauses, thinking, “Well, relaxed until I tease them a little. Maybe they’ll beg me to continue, soft pleas that wrap around my heart. Haurchefant was the most poetic. Thancred would tremble as he pulled me in for kisses, his hands bruising against my hips as he begged me and any higher power to give him mercy.”
A dreamy, faraway look graces her features, “G’raha often turns the tables on me when I tease him and he’ll pin me down and give me a taste of my own medicine. The first time I felt his tongue on me… I learned just how awfully teasing I had been to my previous lovers. It’s not scratchy like you would think, but rather a sort of…” she trails off, “I don’t think my words can even do it justice. It’s very pleasing okay! Now if you’ll excuse me…”
She stalks off, but you have a feeling it’s to find a certain red haired Miqo’te…
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