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coyle-after-dark · 2 months ago

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Oh Milk Me - 🔞 🍼 censored Franco 🔞

#outlast trials #outlast fandom #franco barbi #il bambino #red barrels #outlast #digital art #outlast fanart #franco il bambino barbi #not my art #mutuals art #nsfw #18+ mdni #18+ art

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coyle-after-dark · 3 months ago

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[NSFW BELOW CUT]

MDNI.

A request, I take those btw. Sometimes

#franco barbi #franco il bambino barbi #smut art #smut #outlast trials #18+ art #outlast #18+ mdni #outlast fandom #red barrels #not my art #reblog

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coyle-after-dark · 4 months ago

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lil gift writing for my pal >:) a piece of dialogue near the end was actually wrote by them so full credit where credit is due!

tags: @wendigoruble

⚠️! NSFW WRITING BENEATH THE CUT (18+ MDNI) !⚠️

Franco situated himself on Mary’s knee, cheek pressed firmly to her tits. They were getting ready for a date night - dinner at some fancy upscale dinner Franco had purposely chosen to impress her.

He watched eagerly as she pressed the red lipstick to her mouth, her leg gently bouncing him. Franco let out a short whine, something about this. How close they were, the feeling of her knee pressed against him was intoxicating.

“Mommy,” He pouted, Mary turned her gaze downwards with a small smile. “Kisses?” Franco’s tone was pleading, all of a sudden feeling entirely desperate for her.

Mary chuckled, taking his face with one hand and pressing their lips together. Franco’s kisses were messy, smearing the lipstick across his own mouth as he grinded in tandem with Mary’s leg bouncing him. Between each kisses he’d mumble something along the lines of “how badly baby needed it”.

Mary broke the kiss, tilting Franco’s face and admiring the red color against his pale skin. “Suits you,” she spoke sweetly, Franco’s eyes glossed over and needy.

“Oh don’t stop, please,” He groaned. “I’m not done, please.” Mary was a sucker for when Franco begged for it. Their mouths made contact again.

"Yeaaahh yeah just like 'dat, you're makin' baby real happy! I'm gonna c-!! I'm so close!" Franco’s noises of pleasure getting more frequent and louder until he let out a half strangled moan. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“Baby’s made a mess..” He pouted, this was a new suit. Now they’d be late for dinner, he thought Mary would be mad but she just looked at him with a soft gaze.

“Let’s clean you up quickly,”

Franco nodded eagerly at her request, following along like a lost puppy.

#outlast trials #franco barbi #outlast #smut #18+ mdni #franco il bambino barbi #outlast fandom #red barrels #18+ writing #mary outlast trials (oc)#not my oc #mutuals oc #oc x canon #franco x mary (outlast oc)#kisses kisses kisses!!!!#this was based on a convo we had actually #he’s so pathetic #franco barbi outlast trials

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coyle-after-dark · 4 months ago

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Franco solo stuff 🤔

tags: @wendigoruble

⚠️! NSFW WRITING BENEATH THE CUT (18+ MDNI) !⚠️

Baby’s play time [Franco solo]

Trials always left Franco frustrated.

Usually he’d get his rocks off at the D.A, twos a party in his books. But today he needed some alone time.

Franco spat into his palm and turned his chair to face a poster, it was of a man and a woman tangled together, both naked. Franco usually used this to throw darts into, but he needed a little help.

“Fuckin’ busting my balls all day and i can’t even get a good whore…” He muttered, staring at first at the woman’s tits. That was usually enough, so he had at it. Angrily pumping away and trying to get some good relief. As he did, his eyes wandered more towards the man.

Strong, handsome, everything Franco really wasn’t. Something about that stirred in him.

“I’ll show you-“ He panted, his strokes growing faster. “I’ll show you who’s fuckin’ in charge,” His eyes scrunched shut, picturing himself with both the man and woman, in bed. His words turned to incoherent slobbering as he carried on, tears in his eyes. For the first time he was hard without help. It didn’t last long as he finished into the floor boards.

“Damnit! it was just getting good!” He huffed, grabbing an old rag and wiping up what he could. Before he could complain too much the alarm went off signaling a trial.

God he was going to be back here soon.

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coyle-after-dark · 5 months ago

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Hi… I don’t know if you do any fics but… could you do one of Coyle x Franco? I love your content on your main account but I was just curious…. 🥺

i do in fact! thank you <3

this is so short but you get franco riding coyle so behave

tags: @wendigoruble

⚠️! NSFW WRITING BELOW THE CUT (+18 MDNI) !⚠️

Jailbreak [FranCoyle]

“Fuck” Coyle muttered, shifting his hips under Franco’s weight. His hands were firmly grasping both of the mobster’s thighs with a bit of intensity.

“You just gonna tease a man?” He huffed, displeased at how long Franco was taking with all of this. They were supposed to be out looking for reagents, not this. Franco rocked himself a bit, a thoughtful expression on his face as he watched Coyle strain to keep himself together.

“Not so fun when the criminals the one pinnin’ the pig down huh?” Franco snorted in response, he disliked the man before him, spent every waking hour wishing he could throw darts into his face. And here he was, riding him.

Coyle let out an exasperated groan, bucking upwards. Despite how fucking annoying Franco was being, a smile broke out across his face, sweat running down his brow.

“Y-you’re just…” Coyle’s breath hitched in his throat as Franco rocked forward again, this time harder. “You’re just lucky. Feelin’ soft today.”

“Softs one way to put it,” Usually Franco loved being dominated, but god something about putting a police officer in his place sounded too damn good to give up. “Maybe you just couldn’t keep it in your fuckin’ pants.”

Coyle’s hands went up to Franco’s hips, gripping them firmly, pushing him further down his shaft. He was this close but Franco just wouldn’t be quiet. Coyle opened his mouth to say something before he was greeted with Franco’s pacifier between his lips.

“Shh, take the pacifier, the more you talk the less into this i am.”

Coyle spat it out and grumbled, but took Franco’s advice. Something told him this wouldn’t be the last time this situation would happen, not like he’d complain.