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You catch them 🤜🥩
Pairings: Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair.
Brahms Heelshire:
When you walk in to find Brahms jerking the ween, he acts as if he hadn’t planned out the entire thing. He could feel himself grow excited by the second as he heard your footsteps coming closer, acting as if he hadn't purposefully ignored your calls. When you walk into the room, you find Brahms without his mask on; strands of hair are stuck to his forehead as he was visibly sweaty. When he opened his eyes and found you standing there, he would stop and silently watch you to wait to see whether you leave or not. Once he realizes that you aren't going to leave, he slowly continues back to his previous activities. He would whine and moan your name to urge you to join him.
Brahms hadn't shown his face in hours, and you were beginning to get worried. There wasn't a single hour of the day where Brahms would leave you alone, so of course, you went on a search to find where he was camped out.
"Brahms!" You called as you walked through the empty space between the walls. It wasn't often that you entered Brahms's private space, but on times like these, you had no other choice.
You stumbled over chunks of wood that were sticking out before finally reaching the room that Brahms originally stayed in. "Brahms!" You pushed through the doors and immediately let out a gasp at the sight you were witnessing.
Brahms' movement stopped, and he tilted his head to the side, his eyes hooded with lust.
You were frozen in place, but your body still reacted nonetheless. The feeling of excitement grew in you as you watched Brahms continue with his movements. His hand slowly stroked up and down, his eyes never leaving you.
With his lip between his teeth, Brahms let out whines as his hand moved faster. "Y/n." He whined as he threw his head back.
Your legs felt wobbly as you stepped toward Brahms. "Please, Y/n!" He cried out as you got close.
You sat down on the bed beside Brahms, where you reached your hand out and replaced his own hand with yours. Immediately Brahms' cock twitched beneath your touch.
Thomas Hewitt:
Thomas would feel bad about slapping the meat, but he was hard, and it was visibly evident through his trousers. He needed to go out and finish his chores, but he couldn't because he was worried someone would notice. Thomas would be going at it when you walked in, his head thrown back as he fuck himself into his own hand. You would be shocked to find your shy boy desperately trying to ease his hard-on, but that wouldn't stop you from quietly entering the room and shutting the door behind you. The sound of the door shutting would alert Thomas of your presence, causing him to shoot up and pull his covers over him. His breathing would be heavy as he eyed you.
Luda had been calling out for Thomas, and after receiving no response, she sent you to fetch him. You wondered what he was doing in the basement for him to be taking so long, as there weren't any victims recently.
You pushed through the door and stopped at the sight you saw in front of you.
Never had you ever thought you would encounter Thomas in a state of vulnerability where he wouldn't notice your presence.
You closed the door behind you and locked the door, alerting Thomas of your appearance. His head shot up and his wide as he stared at you in surprise. With haste, he pulled the covers over his naked bottom half, embarrassed to be caught doing something so dirty. "Luda was calling you, but it seems you were doing something else."
Thomas was breathing heavily, not only from his previous actions but from the difficulty breathing through the mask. "Thomas, would you..." You walked over to Thomas' bed. "Like some help?" Thomas felt his face heat up the closer that you got to him, and his hands began to shake.
Bo Sinclair:
Bo would openly masturbate with you in the same area as him. You would be bent over cleaning the benches in the kitchen when Bo entered the room. He had been touch starved for the past few days, so immediately, he finds himself turned on. Without any hesitation, he would whip his dick out and start stroking himself at the sight of you bent over the counter. It would take for him to moan your name for you to realize what was going on. You wouldn't know how to react when you find Bo doing something so intimate out in the open, but of course, that doesn't stop him at all.
You couldn't recall the last time the benches in the kitchen had been clean, but it was certainly overdue.
So, after clearing everything off the benches, you grabbed the cleaning spray and started wiping everything down.
There was nothing you hated more in the world then those difficult stains that wouldn’t remove themselves no matter how many times you sprayed them, but of course they stuck around to pester you to bits.
You hadn’t notice Bo walking into the kitchen, but you had certainly heard the pornographic moan he had let out. “Fuck, Y/n!” You whipped around at the sound and you were taken by surprise to find Bo with his cock out.
His eyes were shut tight while leaning up against the fridge, his hand working his lower region. “What the fuck, Bo?” You questioned before throwing some rubbish in the bin. “You have zero filter.” You sighed as you started putting away the cleaning supplies, no longer in the mood to clean the house.
“You know you want it!”
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Doppochin que edite para Ergo bb.
No me acuerdo quien hizo tan hermoso dibujo pero espero no se enfade por ser pendejo y no poder darle créditos. uu
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Foto de perfil que hice para mi pana Legis, igualmente él es autor del dibujo y el personaje.
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