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spot/finch with knife play?

It's no surprise that Spot has a knife on him.

After all, self-defence just works out better when you have more tools at your disposal.

Finch just didn't expect it to fall out of his pants when they're making out in Spot's bed.

"Oh, damnit," Spot mutters as he grabs it from the bed. "I'll just put it... Finch? You okay?"

He didn't even notice that his breathing had grown heavier, his pants tighter.

"Can you... Can you use your knife? In bed? With me?"

That causes Spot to sit up and establish some ground rules with Finch to make sure neither of them end up in the hospital that night.

He's extra cautious as he drags the knife along Finch's bare chest, making sure not to nick him with the tip.

But he does use it to hook Finch's necklace and gently pull him up into a kiss.

As he fucks Finch and keeps the knife out of range of his neck, Spot wonders if he could get his hands on a dull knife.

After all, now that this kink had been revealed to him, he now had his own fantasies that he wanted to try out.

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"you want to do this right now? even though we could be caught" and "I want to fulfill that fantasy you've always wanted" with spromeo? please?

It's at a party hosted by Romeo's ex that Specs brings up the question.

The party is for a mutual friend between Romeo and his ex, so Romeo decided to play nice and go with it despite how much he hated his ex.

To add insult to injury, it's at his ex's house.

Romeo has been fuming all night, almost crushing his solo cup in his fist.

So Specs takes him aside and whispers in his ear.

"You want to do that? Now?" Romeo asks, actually pinching himself to make sure he heard his boyfriend clearly. "We could be caught."

Specs just shrugs and grins. "You need some good memories of tonight and, honestly, I've always wanted to fulfill that fantasy too."

So they sneak off to the stairs and find Romeo's ex's bedroom.

Mercifully, the room is unoccupied, the owner downstairs acting like the pompous windbag he is.

Romeo pulls Specs onto the bed with him, fire in his eyes.

They can't lose too much of their clothes in case someone barges in, but they push down their pants and get to work.

First, Romeo fucks Spec's mouth until he's spilling down his throat.

Then, Specs flips Romeo over and fucks him into the sheets.

So what if he cums a second time without being touched?

That guy deserves to have some messy sheets anyways.

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more finch x sniper headcanons? sfw or nsfw

Sniper absolutely detests having sex on a bed.

He claims it's "too soft"

Which annoyed the hell out of Finch when they were having sex for the first time considering he had freshly washed and pressed his bedsheets for that very occasion.

Still, they make do with other surfaces.

Most often are the couch, the kitchen island, or even just the floor.

Though there are some riskier places Finch and Sniper have fucked in.

Including the back of Sniper's truck, the back alley behind their dorm building, and the break room at Finch's workplace.

It was lucky enough that Finch's boss took breaks seriously and didn't bother people in that room.

Otherwise he would have gotten an eyeful of Finch bent over a chair, Sniper railing him from behind.

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some soft redfinch nsfw?

After an accident on his motorcycle, Albert doesn't see his body the same anymore.

Sure, it still works after lots of physiotherapy sessions and he's thankful he didn't lose any of his limbs.

But the scars that now litter his body have made him self-conscious of even having short sleeves around his boyfriend.

So Finch proposes they try something in the bedroom.

"You can tell me to stop at anytime, Albie," he murmurs, taking his hand in his own. "Okay?"

Albert nods as he gives Finch's hand a squeeze.

Finch starts off with kissing Albert's hands, each knuckle and joint.

Then he makes his way down his arm, over his shirt.

"Is it okay if I roll up your sleeves?"

"Yeah, Finch."

Over the expanse of skin, Finch continues to press kiss after kiss, whispering words of love and adoration.

It slowly progresses like this throughout the night, with Albert taking off more layers and Finch continuing to lavish him with gentle affection and praise.

When they're both naked, Finch settles in behind Albert and kisses down his neck, letting his hands run over his body.

"I love you for you, Albie," he murmurs. "You were beautiful the day I met you, and you're beautiful now, and you'll be beautiful everyday after."

Albert was never one to cry during times like this, but sometimes, all we really need are those simple affirmations and promises.

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"lay back and touch yourself. i want to watch" with sprace

There are days when Race just isn’t up to having sex.

Achieving his dream of dancing professionally with the New York City Ballet had taken its toll on his body.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t participate in sex.

Like tonight, as he guides Spot to their bed, candles burning along the headboard.

Their floor to ceiling window, normally hidden behind a ratty pair of curtains from their first apartment together, was fully open, showcasing their little slice of the city.

“Lay back and touch yourself,” Race whispers in Spot’s ear before going to sit in a chair positioned just in front of the bed. “I want to watch.”

Even after years filled with many sex-capades, Spot had always been fond of being a bit of an exhibitionist.

So before his husband and, in turn, the streets outside, Spot strips out of his clothes and kneels at the foot of the bed.

With one hand behind his head, he lets the other trail down his scarred, lean body before getting to his cock.

Catching Race’s eye, he flashes a smirk before giving into the pleasure of jerking himself off.

Neither of them last that long. At least, not as long as they used to.

But Race still gets out of his chair and kneels before Spot, letting his husband paint his face with filthy streaks of cum as he spills into his own hand.

Love isn’t always easy, but they find ways to make it work.

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It’s a request! I gotta say, your BillDarcy is MOST ENTERTAINING.

Any chance of Public But Quiet (I cannot remember the term for the life of me) BillDarcy with a very blushy Darcy and a very horny Bill?

Bonus points if Bill whispers things or if one of them has to talk to someone outside the ship ily byeeee

It’s not often, but there are times that Bill and Darcy find themselves compelled to take public transportation.

Such as late at night when their apartment is right next to a subway station anyways.

The only other person in their subway car is a young man about their age who, while trying to read a book, is clearly falling asleep.

So Darcy’s eyes go wide with surprise when Bill’s hand creeps into his lap.

“W-We aren’t alone,” Darcy squeaks out, though he spreads his legs for his boyfriend.

Bill’s smirk only grows. “Then you better keep quiet, right?”

It would be daring enough to just engage in heavy petting, but Bill actually unbuckles Darcy’s belt and opens his pants.

“Mmf, fuck, Bill…” Darcy’s words dissolve into incoherent moans as Bill works his cock out there in the open.

It’s convenient that Darcy carries moist towelettes with him- they have a sticky mess to clean up.

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Requests Open

So, it’s been quite the intermission here on this blog. But I’ve cleaned out the inbox and am ready to take on more requests! Feel free to send them in.

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Look, idk if you do asks and you don't have to do it or anything, but Dom!Bill x Sub!Darcy with public dirt talk? Please?

As the two heirs of vast media empires, Bill and Darcy are often required to attend fancy, stuffy parties populated by socialites double or triple their own ages.

So they find ways to amuse themselves during the long hours between their necessary speeches.

"Who designed your suit, Darcy?"

"Well, the jacket and pants are the new Dolce &... oh, you don't actually care, do you?"

Bill just sips his drink with a casual smile. "Of course I care; I care about how good your ass looks in it."

"Th-Thank you," Darcy stammers out, much less adept at playing cool. "Your suit looks good too."

"I appreciate it- I noticed you staring at my crotch all throughout my presentation."

Darcy's face goes a deep red that even his large glasses can't quite hide.

"There's a drawing room just a few doors down from here- I'm sure we won't be missed if we're quick."

"There's lube in my breast pocket," Darcy hastily answers, already moving to leave with Bill.

As for Bill, he can only laugh as he downs his glass and follows his boyfriend out the hall.

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Are you taking requests? I have one (with any character, idm. Bill, maybe?), and it's a little odd: It's basically riding as normal but the dom/top is standing either against a wall or freestand. I used to have a bf who'd do this to me as he did the washing up. 10/10, v. kinky.

Spring cleaning was an annual tradition for Bill and Darcy.

Sure enough, their shared apartment was cluttered with clothes, books, and furniture, all waiting to be put back into place or sent off to the Goodwill store.

Rather unfortunately for Bill, this also included their bed, currently covered with conceivably every shirt from their shared wardrobe.

"Ceece, I gotta have you now," Bill whines, resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder from behind. "And the bed's been colonized by our button-ups."

Darcy puts down the list he's been working on and purses his lips in thought. "I have been feeling rather stressed by all this... and I think I have the solution to both our problems."

After unceremoniously shedding their clothes on the floor and hastily grabbing some supplies, Bill has hoisted Darcy up by the hips.

With one hand carefully holding his lover, he held his cock with the other and carefully lowered Darcy onto it.

As fit young men in their prime, they're actually able to hold the position for a good few minutes before Bill has to push Darcy against a wall to help keep them standing.

He makes up for the sudden roughness by capturing Darcy's lips, kissing him furiously as he thrusts up into him.

Needless to say, Darcy has to add a new bedroom carpet to their list of things to buy after the mess they make.

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Could I get some really hot, rough Sprace smut with sub!Spot?

"You're flirting with me?" "You just noticed?" With Sprace?

Spot likes to consider himself cunning and seasoned when it came to identifying threats around him.

After all, he was a bouncer- figuring out who was going to be a problem came with the job.

But it isn't until he's sitting at the bar at two in the morning with Race massaging his shoulders that something kicks in.

"You're flirting with me!" he cries out.

Race, to his credit, tries to dial back the smugness in his smile as he moves to face Spot. "You just noticed? I don't give massages for free, you know."

Suddenly, Race sending him videos of tying maraschino cherries with his tongue made a lot more sense.

"How about we take this back to my place?"

Race grabs Spot by his black uniform shirt and shakes his head. "Ain't got the patience for that, hot stuff."

So they end up in the alley behind the bar, out of the camera's view.

Spot forces Race down onto his dick, grabbing and twisting his unruly hair.

When that doesn't suffice, he uses Race's necktie to add to the leverage.

Later, when they're cleaning up, Spot presses a kiss to the area behind Race's ear.

"Next time, I'll show you what I can do with my tongue."

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yo i totally forgot about this account how ya doing

Well, it’s been a while. I’m trying to clean out the inbox of the asks from... geez, literal years ago. But it’s nice to know that I still have readers.

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Sub! Spot and Dom! Jack with bondage please?

“So you’re sure you want this?”

Spot rolls his eyes as he puts his wrists over his head. “I told you already- yes. And the safeword is-“

“Pineapple,” Jack finishes as he quickly ties the knot and pulls it taut. “Got it.”

It’s like a switch is flicked the moment he pulls back.

Spot’s eyes soften, going wide with want and desire.

“Tell me what you want, babe,” Jack murmurs, his hand trailing down Spot’s bare chest, tracing over his scars and muscles.

“Want… Wanna feel good…” Spot whines, trying to push against his boyfriend’s fingers, only to be held back by the ropes binding him.

With one hand, Jack forces Spot’s hips down, grinning mischieviously as he gets his mouth around his cock.

He takes his time in licking up the side before taking Spot down his throat, savouring the salty taste as well as his boyfriend’s whining and pleading.

Jack might have been the one on his knees, but it was Spot who was doing the begging here.

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is this blog still active?

Technically, yes. I still check in on it every once in a while- I just haven’t had the time to address any of the asks sitting in my inbox.

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Dom!Spot and Sub!Jack with bondage and toys please?

Given their differing schedules, Spot and Jack don’t often have time to be intimate.

Which is awful when you’re perpetually horny like Jack is.

So Spot gets off of work early and comes home, only to find Jack fucking himself on a dildo.

“You’re such a slut, can’t even wait another two hours for me to get home,” Spot murmured as he pinned Jack’s wrists behind his back.

With a gasp, Jack finds himself pushed facefirst into the bedsheets, ass up in the air.

Spot makes quick work of tying Jack up with some rope that they keep under their bed.

First, he fucks Jack nice and slow woth the toy until he’s reduced to begging.

Then he lubes himself up and pushes his cock in deep, not stopping until his cum is dropping out of his lover’s hole.

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“Fuck me like a starved animal or leave.” with Jacktrack

When you share a bedroom, you sometimes forget to knock before you let yourself in.

Such is the case with Race walking in to look for his Airpods when he sees Jack fingering himself and jerking off on the bed.

“Hey, Jackie, have you- Jesus!” Race stammers as he looks up. “Couldn’t you do that in the shower or something?”

Despite his protests, Race can feel himself getting hard at the sight of Jack laying back, ass in the air.

“Fuck me,” Jack groans, trying to look up at his boyfriend. “Fuck me like a starving animal or get the fuck out!”

Well, Race didn’t exactly have any plans for the afternoon, so he shuts the door and starts stripping out of his clothes as he walked over to the bed.

The thing with Jack is that he likes it rough and fast.

Race’s lips are swollen and bruised from their kissing- which is more teeth than anything- as he thrusts into his boyfriend bare.

Then, as a treat, he eats his own cum out of Jack as he jerks him to his own climax.

Like a starving animal indeed.

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shower sex with mutually pining jacktrack? bonus points if it starts out awkwardly

So Jack and Race have been living together for some time.

And sometimes, awkward situations simply can’t be helped.

Such as when they’re trying to bake and the mixer goes on the fritz, splattering them and their kitchen with batter.

As Race tries to clean up the counter, he drops his rag as he hears Jack’s suggestion of “showering together to save water.”

He hopes the batter on his face can hide the redness in his cheeks.

They strip down together- you can’t share a teeny New York City apartment without seeing the other person naked at least once.

But Jack and Race squeeze into the shower stall and try to get to business.

Their limbs bump together one too many times before Race realizes that Jack is simply staring at him.

“Thought you wanted to save water, Kelly,” he teases, though he’s also feeling quite flushed from being this close to his roommate.

In an instant, Jack is pressing Race up against the wall, kissing him feverishly.

Race takes it a step further and wraps his hand around both their dicks, pumping them as he moans into Jack’s mouth.

So water wasn’t necessarily saved that day.

But Race did manage to convince Jack to go for a second round in his bedroom.

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hey u ok? you havent posted in a while and wanted 2 check up on u <3

Hey there. I’m alright, I just haven’t found the inspiration to get to these asks sitting in my inbox. They’re definitely on my mind- I just don’t know how to begin any of them.