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Oscar's breath hitched when suddenly felt Owen so close - invading his space until the taller man's breath could be felt tickling his skin, heart racing that only got more intense when the man claimed he had an order for him - arousal building at the mere thought, tongue flicking past pretty lips and swallowing thickly.

"Well...far be it from me to deny the order directly from king" He managed to say, eyes fluttering and head tilted up. "But may I ask, depending on my behaviour here today...will I be punished tomorrow for my actions today?" He murmured, daring to be bold and perhaps a little bit of a naughty brat in this moment. "After all there is much I could if you do not have the power of a king, so I simply wonder...will there be punishment from the king come tomorrow?"

Having a bit of company during an activity he enjoyed a lot was a blessing. Out that night, in the dark corner they had picked to spy on the actors rehearsing, Owen wasn't a prince or a king. He was simply a man with a heavy heart and a passion for the arts. He knew Dorian was probably the same, considering it wasn't the first time their paths crossed when it came to appreciating the culture of their beautiful city.

"Then, as your king, I have an order for you," Owen said, invading Dorian's personal space a little as he lowered his voice. They didn't want to be caught, did they? "And that order is... Forget I am royalty. Today I am merely a friend who loves art just as much as you. Could you do that for me, Dorian?"

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Oh there was a thrill indeed here, seeing Bruno like this - the prince he was likely supposed to serve and be loyal to, a strange dynamic indeed. Technically he was nobility as well, from a well off family and yet he served the Dele royal family more than anyone. In some ways, in this moment he belonged to the prince and what a thrill that was in this moment. Pressed to the walls, curls falling in his face and vibrant eyes looking right back at him - garment ripped which he'd normally be deeply offended by but in this heated moment? It was perfect.

"I doubt you could stop yourself even if you wanted to your Majesty, now you've gotten sight of me. You can barely stop yourself from staring at me and touching me" He purred out, clearly confident and ready to play this game. Eyes fluttering as he felt those lips to his ear, the teasing and dangerous words. "Mmm, you sure that's wise? I'd hate for you to get addicted" He replied, licking his lips. "But by all means darling, tell me...and show me just how much of a use I can be to a prince...more specifically, to a prince like you." Perhaps a tad bit of challenge in his voice?

"You must be new here." Bruno purrs lowly. He grins at the gentleman in waiting. He seemed to have mistaken Dorian for one of his usual midday conquests. However, Bruno doesn't release the other man from his grip. The prince looks down at the other's neck, his eyes follows the curve of his neck. Bruno had ripped the garment Dorian had worn, displaying the other man's neck and collar bones nicely. Quick to follow Bruno's eyes was Bruno's fingers as they traced along Dorian's neck. His finger tips traveling in small circles, tracing along Dorian's collar bone. "I can stop if you would like?"

"Though I do wish you could stay." Bruno begins to say, his lips still stood intimately close to Dorian. The young prince's lips move slightly forward, but pauses. Smirking he lifts his lips up to Dorian's ear, whispering: " I would love to show how much of use you could be to a prince like me."

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Dorian was keeping quite a composed expression despite the situation he found himself in, captured by strange men on a ship that had already set sail. Truth be told though his heart was racing as the man hummed over how long he was going to keep Dorian here, though whether more out of nerves or excitement he wasn't sure. He could still feel the large hands of the men either side of him, pressing down on his shoulders to keep him kneeling.

The question about what he could provide them caught him off-guard, lips parting for a moment but silence before swiftly recovering. "I think we both know one look at me would suggest I don't know how to sail a ship, so obviously I'm not about to start now" He remarked, trying to keep his cool as he tilted his chin up at the Captain, pride and perhaps a bit of defiance and mischief in those pretty eyes too.

"It's Dorian, not brat thank you very much. I'm actually delightful company which clearly you all are in need of and considering your men's hands wander and so do your eyes, clearly I'm eye candy as well. So...don't throw me off and I suppose you can consider me entertainment with my dazzling personality and charm."

Santiago couldn't help but to chuckle as he heard the other man's words. "That it did. I wonder how long I shall keep you on the ship, though?" Santiago asked with a hum as he tapped his fingers against his desk with a smirk. "Throwing you overbord to the sea herself is not exactly out of the realm of possibilities, little intruder." The lazy man said with a chuckle before teasingly patting the other man's cheek.

"Is there...Something you think you can provide for us to keep me from throwing you off?" Santiago asked with a quirked eyebrow. Santiago leaned forward and smirked. "Because everyone here? They have to pull their weight one way or the other. And I'm not going to let some stowaway get a free ride. So unless you want me to turn around and go back to the port that we left from? You better think of something you can contribute, brat."

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for @thepritheeprincipal who said: [  PIN  ] ;  the sender pins the receiver against the wall. (DorianxBruno)

Serving the Royal Dele family was something his family took great pride in and always encouraged Dorian to do his best to serve them and be proud of his position, though he wondered if his family truly suspected or expected that the position would land him in a situation like this. Pushed up against one of the castle walls by one Dele prince, little space between them and his warm breath ghosting against Bruno's lips. Brows raised in surprise, eyes searching but excited and tongue flicking over his bottom lip. "Why your Majesty, whatever are you doing? Surely this isn't very princely behaviour"

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m/m smut gif starters. Vol. 3

Send me a number, and I’ll write up a starter based on the gif. None of these gifs were made by me and were collected from other parts.

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♡  SPICY  ACTION  PROMPTS  ;

send a word for a starter !  add a ♡ to reverse the role !  or add a + for the action to be more harsh/aggressive, for those who are interested !  you’re welcome to specify body parts where it’s ambiguous. feel free to strike out the ones you’re uninterested in when reblogging ! ( all prompts are within a spicy setting, either during sex, or leading up to it, etc. ) 

please don’t use for taboo subjects !! thank you ♡

[  BEG ] ;  the sender begs the receiver to touch them. 

[  BEHIND  ] ;  the sender takes the receiver from behind.

[  BITE  ] ;  the sender bites the receiver somewhere on their body. 

[  BONDAGE  ] ;  the sender ties the receiver up.

[  CHOKE  ] ;  the sender chokes the receiver. 

[  COLLAR  ] ;  the sender puts a collar on the receiver.

[  CUT  ] ;  the sender cuts the underwear off the receiver.

[  DEGRADE  ] ;  the sender degrades the receiver.

[  DENY  ] ;  the sender denies the receivers orgasm. 

[  DOUBLE  ] ;  the sender penetrates the receiver with two objects/toys/etc.

[  EAR  ]  ;  the sender bites the receiver’s earlobe.

[  GAG  ] ;  the sender gags the receiver. 

[ GROPE ] ; the sender gropes the receivers breasts or crotch.

[  HICKEY  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a hickey somewhere on their body.

[  HUMILIATE  ] ;  the sender humiliates the receiver. 

[  KITTEN  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘kitten’.

[  KISS  ] ;  the sender kisses the receiver somewhere on their body.

[  KNIFE  ] ;  the sender holds a knife to the receivers neck.

[  MASTURBATE  ] ; the sender catches the receiver masturbating.

[  MORNING  ] ;  the sender wakes the receiver up with sex. 

[  MOUTH  ] ;  the sender slides their fingers into the receivers mouth. 

[  ORAL  ] ;  the sender performs oral on the receiver.

[  PET  NAME  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver a cute pet name during sex.

[  PIN  ] ;  the sender pins the receiver against the wall.

[  PRAISE  ] ;  the sender praises the receiver.  

[  PUBLIC  ] ;  the sender touches the receiver in public.   

[  PULL  ] ;  the sender pulls the receivers hair.  

[  PUPPY  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘puppy’.

[  RIM  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a rimjob. 

[  SCRATCH ] ;  the sender scratches the receivers back.

[  SLAP  ] ;  the sender slaps the receivers face.

[  SPIT ] ;  the sender spits in the receivers mouth / on the receivers face. 

[  SMACK  ] ;  the sender playfully smacks the receivers ass.  

[  SOFA  ] ;  the sender hurriedly takes the receiver to the sofa. 

[  SPANK  ] ;  the sender spanks the receiver. 

[  SQUEEZE  ] ; the sender squeezes a body part of the receiver. 

[  STRADDLE  ] ; the sender straddles the receivers lap. 

[  STRAP  ] ;  the sender presents the receiver with a strap-on. 

[  TIE  ] ;  the sender ties the receivers hands together using an article of clothing.

[  TOY  ] ;  the sender uses a sex toy on the receiver.  

[  WHIP  ] ;  the sender whips the receiver. 

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Dorian's eyes drifted up slowly to the handsome man before him - supposedly the Master of Ships himself, a gorgeous man who towered over the kneeling noble - that hand against his chin making his eyes flutter and his heart race, head tilted up to stare at the man as he was surrounded by him and his other men. The blush only growing brighter at the taunting words and the chuckle from the other beefy men around them, though he heard one of them comment that if it meant keeping the boy that they could live with that and Dorian had no idea if they were being serious or not, though the idea was only making his heart race faster and squirm on his knees.

Tongue flicking past his lips at the question, hazel eyes staring up at the man. "Well, part of what I was hoping for worked because I got on the ship didn't I?" He remarked, smart mouth as per usual. "I suppose I wanted to escape for a bit and explore - a bit of rebellion" He replied, swallowing thickly. "So what happens now, hm? I pay a fine or something and get thrown off before departure?"

Santiago was known for being quite the lazy leader. Sure, he made sure the ship was always in working order and that the crew had everything they needed and most of what they wanted. However, Santiago also was never going to say no to a nice little nap. Especially in his favorite hammock on the deck. So when news about a intruder had caught his ear? Santiago figured that perhaps he should cut back on the amount of time he left napping and star/cloud gazing.

Santiago watched as the cute little stowaway was dragged towards him, and the Eddis Master of Ships couldn't help but to smirk as he looked at him. His handsome face cupped in his hands gently as he leaned forward, allowing his eyes to rake up and down the other man's figure. "Hm...Now, now, men...Even if we did keep him? I would be calling first dibs." He jested, hearing the two chuckle at that. "Tell me little intruder, what were you hoping by sneaking onboard?"

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Dorian had a bit of a bad habit of wondering around and going where he wasn't supposed to. Boredom hit him easily, annoyance at having to be here when he really hadn't wished to come. So sometime between the main course and dessert he'd slipped off, he assumed he wouldn't be noticed, after all who even cared he was there? Walking further along, snooping and slipping past the guards and up the stairs as he headed to the royal level. Looking around the balconies, the guest rooms and more. He wasn't taking anything really, just snooping and letting his curiosity get a hold of him.

It was in that moment though, after entering the king's chambers - that he was caught. Turning on his heels in surprise, Juan able to see the young man fully. Dark curls, eyeliner along his beautiful eyes and a silk shirt with a low v-neck, corset and tight pants and heels. Eyes glimmering a little in the moonlight, lips parted as he stood there like a deer in the headlights. Swallowing thickly, breath hitched for a moment before collecting his cool. "I...apologize your Majesty, I simply must of gotten lost. Nobody stopped me so I suppose I assumed I could come here" He lied.

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The dinner party wasn't a big one, but a lot of high status noble people were had come to dine with the king Juan-Reyes and his beloved queen Titanio. They were known to throw dinner parties once in a while, but did host a lot during large, lavish events. Tonight was a bit simpler with food, drink and music. The king sat in his usual spot at the head of the table, and his beloved adjacent to him and everyone sat in their assigned seats. The finest wine was poured, and wild boar was served. Of course, the nobles spoke of the politics within the kingdom, and there was some unnecessary talk of the commoners not being able to pay their taxes. Things that didn't need to be brought up at a dinner party. As a king, Juan preferred to keep certain topics separated. Right now, he was just a host feeding his guests, and he gently reminded them of such. When dessert was being served, Juan noticed one of their guests wasn't in his seat and he excused himself to go find him. He pecked his queen on the cheek and left the dining hall. Usually, Juan-Reyes preferred guests stay in the designated areas of the palace, but he knew this slippery one liked to explore around without permission. He knew exactly where he went too. Juan entered the large majestic chambers he and his queen shared, and there stood Dorian, making himself at home, it seemed. He shook his head and closed the door behind him. "You're supposed to be staying where the guests are," he said, approaching the young male.

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for @kjngdom who wanted a starter (either petro or fazben). Either Dorian is at your muse's party/gathering or it's Dorian's family event that they're visiting - your choice!

Dorian had not been paying attention to his surrounding for some time now - there was chatter, gossip and courting with plenty of drink. A paradise to some, but right now to Oscar? It was all just drivel and nonsense - he was only here as a prize to be won by some noble if his parents had something to say about it.

So perhaps it was part rebellion of why he was here right now, sitting on a window ledge with a goblet of wine in one hand. Silk shirt, coreset with heeled boots placed up on a chair in a less then dignified manner. One finger idly and boredly playing with his curls, his focus only somewhat returning when a shadow fell over him and looked up to see someone looming over him.

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Dorian had been fascinated by the crowned prince to be honest, political climate could be dull even in times such as this but the handsome man with the weight of his kingdom on his shoulders, having to be strong for his people was...fascinating, not to mention he was beyond attractive and surprisingly, almost suspiously, nice or so he came off. Plus him being a fellow lover of the arts was no doubt a bonus, though Dorian had not informed his family of their conversations otherwise they'd be pressuring him to find a way into the soon to be king's good books (or more).

"Is that so, you don't get a kick out of the right of us standing to attention at your mere presence, your Majesty?" He questioned, posed as if it was genuine even if the twitch of a smile on his lips said otherwise. "I am, actually. I know the director and so was able to see for myself what all the fuss is about. Rest assured though, I won't tell a soul...I wouldn't want to get in trouble with a king of all people" He remarked, trying to behave and perhaps failing a little. It was strange, being all alone with one of the most powerful men in a low lit space.

It was always nice to see a familiar face in little adventures like this, and it was hardly the first time he and Dorian exchanged words. The novelty, however, was doing so in a secluded place without prying eyes. It was refreshing for the prince, to say the least. He was tired of the scrutinizing gaze of the whole kingdom who seemed to be on the lookout for every step he took.

"Please, sit down. There's no need to be so formal when there's nobody else around," Owen offered gently as he as well made his way to Dorian's side in order to take a seat himself.

"Did you also sneak in to see the rehearsals?" he asked, his voice low as they kept to the shadows in hopes not to get caught. "Because I do fear I have to declare myself guilty of what you just accused me of... Nobody knows I'm here. Nobody but you, it seems."

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Alistair enjoyed being bold and being more than a little shameless and if there was one thing he'd learnt about Owen was that the man enjoyed it, when Alistair was a little more forward or went for what he wanted or teased the man despite the power he wielded politically. And in turn Alistair enjoyed that Owen could rise to the occasion and didn't falter or get upset at being challenged. A rare thing to be found in a man that would soon have a kingdom kneeling before him.

"Hmm, perhaps I do. Yet here we are, you risking it anyway just to have me for a while...and sometimes for a little longer than a while, if last time is counted for" He hummed, breath on the man's lips and leaning into his touch as he felt those arms around his waist. Nose brushing against his, coy grin on his lips as he teasingly kissed the corner of the man's mouth and murmured against his ear. "Well, what can I say...I always want the best and perhaps your name has slipped my mouth when with others before. Does that excite you your Majesty, knowing sometimes even with the hands of another man on me...I'm really seeking you."

Was it really so wrong that Owen enjoyed stealing Alistair for himself from time to time? There was so much pressure over his shoulders as of late that he thought it was only fair that he could indulge himself in the little pleasures of a private conversation with a Warden. After all, the royal nerd had always been weirdly interested in magic, even when he couldn't wield it himself.

Granted, he did not expect the boldness of Alistair quickly invading his personal space enough for him to get a firm taste of his scent, for his own lips to brush the Warden's skin. Oh, how weak he was for little shits.

"Oh, you and I both know the political implications that could bring the gossip of a king stealing moments with a Warden from another kingdom," he teased in return, not finding a single reason to be dishonest with Alistair.

Quite the contrary, all he did was wrap his arms around Alistair's lower back and pull his body that much closer.

"I'm not a jealous man, Alistair. If you wanted to find a Delesian lover, I'd be the last to stop you... Alas, I will admit it flatters me that you look for me first."

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for @slicexofxtheirxlives who wanted a starter

So Dorian had done some rather foolish or reckless things in the past for his wanderlust or desire to not be bored if only for a little bit but this perhaps took the cake. He knew of a ship that was leaving for Eddis and after a few particularly grooling days of dealing with his parents antics about who he should marry or his noble responsibilities he'd decided to try and escape for a little bit, maybe just a few days.

So he'd paid off one of the crew to let him onboard, unfortunately for Dorian he'd been caught by a few less bribable crew members which is how he found himself in this current position. On his knees, two beefy men either side of him with a hand on his shoulder waiting for their Captain to arrive. Who likely would of been told that they had a stowaway noble onboard and no doubt one of the men was already asking Santiago if they could keep him.

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There was a deep thrill, a deep excitement in all of this. The depravity, the taboo and the risk of it all as he was being completely defiled by the crowned prince - that thick cock slamming between his thick ass cheeks that bounced with every thrust. That fist in his hair, holding him tightly and keeping him in place. His beautiful clothing mostly on the floor, underwear ripped and completely at the man's mercy. Eyes glazed, lips wet and panting and moaning and squirming under his grasp.

"Mm, because you love it your majesty. Having me like this, having your way with me. Maybe deep down you hope somebody catches us, so they can see what you do to me" He cooed, biting his bottom lip and head turned to look back at the gorgeous ruler. "Admit it, this is just the tip of the iceberg for all the depraved things you want to do to me...isn't it?"

🌶️ Spicy Starter 🌶️ based on this (n$fw image) for @divasofaladonia

"Oh Ezthos's thighs," Bhav curses and growls as one hand slide up Dorian's naked back and tangles in his hair. The crown prince of Nok has to close his eyes briefly, the visual of that exquisite ass in those ripped briefs, undulating against his pelvis was almost too much to conscience.

He knew that they didn't have all that much time. The castle was swarming with activity, and this quiet corner alcove of a tower would only be empty for so long. Reaching underneath the gentleman-in-waiting, he wrestle the man's prick free of his garments and picks up the pace of his thrusting. He hears movement on the floor below, and laughs, asking "how did you convince me to do this, again?"

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