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cuddlecave · 3 years

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ok here's prey drive benr, aka gord feeding himself to benr but this time benr is the feral one OwO and gord is fuckin terrified 😌 also took some inspo from ur fic with 'ill eat you whole, I love u so', hope u don't mind,,,, also some of the apex predator instinct stuff is inspo from the fic 'yknow, like nom?'

it's, uh, long, whoops.

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benrs been avoiding him. gord didn't notice at first--his boyf, while cuddly af, still sometimes wants time alone like people sometimes do. so when benr decides to stay in the guest room with his laptop and psp and switch for the day, gord doesn't bother him.

benr comes to bed that night, and things seem fine. he hugs him close, and benr sings some SV, teal to pink? he's seen that occasionally, but isn't quite sure what it means-and is a bit reluctant to ask, since benr tends to try to swallow it or hide it when it happens. and sure enough, benr aims it away from him and tries to wave it away before choking the rest down.

gord doesn't like that benr still doesn't feel safe sharing some of his emotions with him, but he's not going to push. benr will tell him when he's ready.

the next day gord kisses him good morning, and the mystery SV makes another appearance. it's been happening more often for a couple weeks now, and gord is so curious as to what it means. but he doesn't hold onto that thought very long, bc benr is pushing himself out of their bed, and into the hall. gord hears the guest room door shut.

benr stays there all day.

gord goes in, once, to bring benr food. he's not entirely sure what's going on, but even if benr doesnt technically have to eat, it's still good for him.

the room doesn't have any lights on, and the curtains are closed, but it's not dark. the air is filled with SV. silt like guilt, red distress, pear fear, weirdly paired with pink to blue I love you and dove I'm in love. but the most there is of it is that teal to pink.

gord looks in wonder and concern for a moment, before turning his eyes to benr. benr is staring at him intensely, pupils wide. he feels like he's been pinned down by the gaze. being hunted. 'benr?'

benr blinks at the word, and snaps out of whatever it was. the heavy tension in the room dissipates, but now benr won't look at him. he sets down the food, and reluctantly leaves.

benr doesn't come to bed that night.

gord gets up in the morning, and waits until noon, but benr still has not come out of the guest room. he knocks, but all he gets is a frustrated whine and the sound of something *large* moving around, before he hears 'im good. please leave.'

something is very wrong. why is benr big? and why is he hiding it? gord hasn't cared about that for a while, and they frequently cuddle when benr is bigger and/or non human shaped. what's going on??

there's light showing from under the door. it's teal and pink.

something is wrong, and it has to do with that SV.

gord sits in the hallway outside the door, and thinks. teal can be healing, surprise, and hunger. benr clearly isn't surprised, he's distressed. and he's not healing anything. that leaves hunger, but that doesn't make much sense either. pink is generally affection, love. ...hunger-love?? the problem is, of course, that sometimes the combinations have nothing to do with the sole colors--but they sometimes do, so gords at a loss.

he wasn't going to contact tom, he really wasn't, but whatever this is was causing benr a great deal of stress and gord needs to know what's going on.

he texts tom.

g: hey can you help me with a SV thing? it's urgent, something is wrong

t: oh no! :( what's up??

g: benr won't come out of the guest room and is really distressed. the last time I saw him was a lot of negative SV and some love SV??? but mostly it was teal to pink, and idk what that is. there is more of it now, I'm sure it has something to do with what's going on

t: :( you know what teal can mean and what pink is?

g: yeah, the only thing I could think for that was hunger-love, but that doesn't make sense?

t: benr...has some nonhuman instinct, mr freman! you know that one line in where the wild things are, about love?

g: no?

t: 'ill eat you whole, I love you so'

g: ...tom does benr want to eat me

t: because he loves you!

g: then why not just talk to me about it?? why is he avoiding me?

t: have you noticed him looking at you strangely, or not quite being there?

g: yeah, and that's..related?

t: well! benr is also a big apex predator in his ecosystem! so hes got a prey drive. those two instincts, kinda, link up? and it's hard to avoid wanting to hunt the longer he doesn't act on the teal to pink!

gord paused a moment, putting a few pieces together. the guilty and stressed SV, the fear SV that must be fear of rejection, the love SV...

g: so. benr wants to eat me, lovingly, but because he doesn't want to scare me, he's been avoiding telling me. but now he wants to...hunt...me, so he's avoiding me so he can't?

t: that sounds about right, mr freman! :( he's probably really upset right now

g: yeah, thanks tom. I'm gonna to try to talk to him about it

t: good luck! :)

g: thanks

he put down his phone. okay. right. his boyf wanted to eat and hunt him. okay. that's a normal thing to deal with.

he takes a breath.

maybe, he should uh, take a bit and process, so he's level headed when talking to benr. yeah. that sounds good.

it's getting into late evening, when gord feels okay enough to try to talk with benr.

hes got a bit of a plan: he realizes that benr probably won't feel better until he's eaten gord, which is somewhat upsetting, but he also understands that it's meant well. 'ill eat you whole, I love you so'. it's only bc benr cares for him so much that this has happened; both the teal to pink in the first place, and the avoidance bc benr didn't want to scare him. so gord dresses in comfortable clothes, sweatpants and a soft sleep tee, and goes to the guestroom door fully prepared (as much as one can be) to get eaten sometime this evening. he's hoping he'll be able to calm benr down enough to convince him that it's ok for him to eat gord, that gord loves him, even if he's nervous about getting ate.

he opens the door, and all those thoughts fly out of his head. yeah, he's not going to have to talk at all, huh. fuck.

he waited too long to talk to benr, he realizes. and now benrs all instincts and gords going to get eaten whether he wants to or not.

gord open the door, and sees this: benr is sized up quite a bit. he's on the other side of the room, across the bed, with his upper body resting on it. the moment he registers the sound and movement, he's snapped his eyes toward gord, feral and dilated, and raised himself on his hands. his mouth opens just a touch, and gord knows it's so benr can get his scent better. he's starting to tense, like he's going to pounce.

gords mind is going at the speed of fucking light. he's going to get eaten, but if he doesn't do something, he's going to get lunged at, and he knows he's not going to be able to help running, not that it would help. just make it more terrifying, really.

but gord likes watching nature docs, and some information inserts itself to the front of his brain. predators don't like expending energy if they can help it. if prey is moving toward them, presumably unware of the predator, they'll wait to pounce until the prey startles, as to save as much energy as possible, with a shorter chase and jump.

if he moves calmly *toward* benr, and makes no sudden movements that could set off a pounce, he might get close enough to be able to-able to-to *feed* himself to benr, with no lunging, pouncing, tackling, or chasing involved. god, he hopes this will work.

only about a second and a half out from benr spotting him, he takes a step forward. benr remains focused and tense, but seems to be holding, thank fuck. okay, freman, let's do this.

he starts taking slow steps forward, but trying to look confident enough that benr won't think he's gonna spook and try to catch him. he's not looking benr in the eyes, and after a few steps starts softly speaking

'hey hey, we're good, we're chill, bud. you just keep riiiiight there, no need to pounce, I'm coming to you, you can stay there, it's okay big guy, we're chill...'

he continues forward, and benr slightly lowers his stance, as if ready to lunge, and gord feels his heart leap into his throat; but he's determined, and doesn't let himself falter in his movement. he's rewarded by benr now holding still in the new position, ready to lunge at him when he runs. gord isn't planning on letting that happen.

he approaches the edge of the queen size bed, and carefully pulls himself up, staying low on all fours and getting closer to benr, whose jaws have opened wider to catch gords scent, and catch gord.

'...yeah, that's it, easy, easy, you're doing great, just stay there, no lunging necessary, I'm coming, I'm coming, we're good, we're chill, it's okay, this is good...'

gord can't fucking believe he's doing this, or that it's actually working. christ. okay. he's getting real close, now, he needs to initiate this, being eaten, without being pinned and held down while it happens. the last time he was pinned he lost a hand, and if he's pinned now after all this effort, he's--well, he's probably going to cry, honestly.

he keeps approaching, and benrs pupils get larger, and he's a bit lower, and his mouth is opening more--gord can use this.

he raises himself slightly on his knees, keeping his movement steady, and his core burns a little with the effort of staying low and raising his arms simultaneously. he looks nervously at the fangs--which he notices are dulled, huh--and gently rests his forearms partly in benrs maw.

he waits, breath shaky, to see what will happen. he glances at benrs face and it seems he's stalled, a bit, instincts a bit confused about how he's got his prey but didn't actually catch it. some of the aggression in his stance is gone, too.

he seems to figure it out, though, bc only after a couple seconds, benrs jaws close firmly just under his elbows, and while gord knows there was no way he could escape anyway, it feels a lot more real and final with benr holding a bite.

but, gord notes, it doesn't hurt. won't bruise, even. just firm enough to hold him. he's been very nervous this whole encounter, but paradoxically he feels a bit more assured that he's going to be safe, now. benr may be under a hunting instinct at the moment, but he's clearly not aiming to hurt gord, so he's mostly confirmed that tom was right-the eating is affectionate, just intertwined with the prey drive.

still doesn't mean he's not scared, though.

benr opens his jaws just enough to draw him in deeper, and he feels the bed dip as benr climbs up and kneels on it. his hands come up, now unneeded to support him, and instead grip gords body.

gord breathes sharply at getting held, the grip not painful but firm, and after a moment relaxes and leans his weight into benrs hands. the effort of holding himself in that position was starting to hurt, so the support is appreciated, even if that wasn't benrs motivation.

he stays still, as benr continues swallowing. once his head is his mouth, teeth on his neck, he feels benr lift him off the bed and settle himself more upright while kneeling, getting a better angle to get gord down. gord just does his best to breathe through the instinctive panic, trying to assure himself that tom knew what he was talking about, and that benr hadnt hurt him, and that he was going to be ok.

it was hard to do when benr wasn't really acknowledging him, and gord really hoped that if they did this again that benr would be all there, and be able to reassure gord with touch and purrs and such that gord wasn't just prey. that benr was paying him mind, and that his fear mattered. right now, mostly down the throat of something that seemingly wanted only to hunt him, he was scared, even if it was benr.

the muscles of benrs throat pushed him down, and in a very short but also very long time, he was fully in benrs stomach.

gord breathed a sigh of relief. whatever happened next, he wouldn't be in danger of triggering a chase, anymore; he was fully caught.

at that, he started observing his new environment. it was soft, very very soft, plush. it was warm, and a touch humid. there was a bit of thick liquid, but it seemed to be SV. he could see a little bit, with the SVs glow, though it seemed the walls glowed some, too. he wasn't surprised to see the colors were teal and pink.

he felt benr move, lying on his side, and when gord shifted with the movement, benr rumbled with a deep purr. gord settled, and felt the walls collapse around him, not tight or even very firm, just...cradling him. he felt benrs arms come up and hug his belly, and therefore gord, and gord relaxed a bit more. boyfriend hugs were familiar, even if the rest of this wasn't.

he felt benr settle around him, his purr becoming softer. after just a few minutes, gord could tell that he'd fallen asleep.

gord was pretty exhausted, himself, actually. sleep sounded like a good way to wait out benr coming back to himself. hopefully it wouldn't take too long. and hopefully with some communication they could avoid this particular situation happening again.

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it's very niche and specific, but like, it's like that sometimes,,

sometimes u just want fearplay but not the standard chasing kind, the tense and suspense can be fun :)

VERY VERY GOOD YES

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notgalaxii · 4 years

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todaydreambelieversfic · 4 years

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Author Spotlight: Coffeegleek Day 3

Author : @coffeegleek

How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

At least a few revisions. Then multiple editing passes, and even with my spouse as my proofreader for the past 25+ years, and doing more editing passes before posting to AO3, I still find annoying little typos, sometimes large ones.

If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?

There was a crack fic I stopped writing years ago. It was a self-challenge during one of those tumblr trope challenges. I was trying to combine all of the tropes into the same fic as they were announced. It got zero traction though so I gave up. I'd love to go back and complete it, make it better. I had the whole thing outlined too.

What do you look for in a beta?

My spouse. We've been together for decades. He's been proofreading my original science fiction work and various fandoms' fanfics since before we were married. He even proofreads my Klaine smut and doesn't blink an eye. (He's a Glee fan too and on tumblr.) He knows what I'm trying to say when I can't find the right words and supplies them. He catches things I don't. What I love the most is for my original work, he's written his own fanfic. It's BAD. It truly is, but it's so heartfelt and earnest. He even came up with a soundtrack should I ever publish my sci-fi novel and the movie or show rights be bought. You really can't get a better beta than that. <3

There’s a number of friends on tumblr that I bounce ideas off of and who give me advice for topics they know far more about than me and google. I try to thank them in my fics.

If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

I’m going to steal another author’s recent answer and say that I could never do someone else’s work justice. However, I would love to see the author’s ideas for their fics even if they couldn’t write a prequel or sequel.

I suck at remembering titles and author names. There were two political fics that I would love to read more of should their authors ever decide to write in those verses again. One was where Kurt and Blaine's dads were running for president and Kurt and Blaine were along for the ride, staying in the same hotels at time (where they first met,) having to do school remotely, having to be the perfect sons for the press and Blaine being fed up because his parents were conservative Republicans. Then there was another fic where Burt was president and Kurt was the First Son living in the White House, along with Finn, and it was hard to date when your every move is watched by the press.

Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?

I write AU, so canon is only a word often misspelled by me. :) Seriously though, I try to incorporate as many canon elements and characters into my AU fics as I can. It's the kind of AU I like to read as well. What draws me to read and write AUs is taking canon characters, putting them into a different setting, and seeing how they'll react. At their core, they still need to remain the same in principle and have many of the same traits. Like Kurt will always love fashion and be headstrong no matter what. Blaine is always going to have that spark within himself, no matter how depressed or oppressed he gets. Burt and Carole are always going to be loving and nurturing parents at heart. Even in fics where Burt isn't woke, there's a part of him that means well. (Not one of my own fics, but one I read a long time ago.) Different circumstances will change the canon characters and make them react in different ways though. Like, Kurt could end up more withdrawn and hide his love of fashion as a matter of survival and self preservation. He or Blaine could turn into "bad boys." Coach Beiste will always have a heart of gold. Miss Pillsbury will always have a problem with messes. Things like that. I know canon. Give me all the alternate universe versions of it and I will be a happy camper.

Talk about a review that made your day.

I haven't checked for reviews on my fics in ages (because I'm an insecure chicken) so I don't remember any specifically. I do remember there were many that made my day. There are those who take the time to review every chapter. Ones who write only a short note to thank me for writing the fic - both the angsty ones and the cracky fun ones. I love it when someone mentions something that no one else has that I was hoping someone would notice because I was proud of it. I'm not a popular author and don't get a lot of kudos or comments or reblogs compared to many. So each comment and kudos means a lot to me and I'd like to publicly thank every single person who wrote one or hit that kudos button.

Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?

I once got a troll who decided it was his job to complain that I had misspelled hors d'oeuvres in one sentence out of an entire verse where the word was written multiple times correctly. It was a series of Klaine Advent one shots for the Empty Nest verse. At first I was shocked and replied with an apology. Then I was, "F this. The person is a troll who didn't read any other part of the fic or verse, just this one quickly written one shot entry, and if all they had to say was that I'd misspelled a commonly misspelled word, then they aren't worth my time." I deleted the comment. There's concrit and trolling. It wasn't concrit.

What advice do you have for people just starting to write?

Have fun writing, even the hard stuff. Know that it's okay to take breaks. Try your best and know you'll get better the more you write and the more you read. Pronouns are your friend and free. Don't put, "I know this is going to suck, so whatever," in your fic description. We all suck at times. It's a part of writing. But if you want folks to read it, using that as your fic's summary isn't the way to go. Just my opinions, which won't even buy you a cup of coffee.

Which fic do you most like to discuss with other people? Why?

I think it’s pretty obvious from all of my rambling that I enjoy talking about both of my series - Empty Nest verse and A Very Hallmark Christmas verse. I'm not a popular author and I know my fics, especially the Empty Nest verse ones, aren’t everyone’s thing, so I never get to really discuss them except with friends that I bug to death in private and via long replies to comments on AO3. (You all are saints blessed by all of the good and patient gods.) I have so much to say about them - the process of writing them, the world building, research, and character decisions that went into every single one. I know they’re not perfect. I know the Empty Nest verse grew miles beyond the ficlette about Burt and Carole that it was meant to be. I know my sense of humor in the Hallmark verse isn’t everyone’s thing either. I still worked really hard on them and am glad that I did. Empty Nest let me release a lot of the fear and anxiety I had for my Hispanic and gay son after the 2016 election. The Hallmark ones were a needed break to put some humor into my life. If others enjoyed them, great. If folks want to know more, my inbox is always open.

What's one aspect of writing fic that gets you really excited?

Writing humor even if I'm the only one that finds it funny. As I said above, writing the Hallmark Christmas movie dialogue and plot and the actors as they were filming it was a blast. Writing the commercials was fun and exciting. In my angsty fics, knowing I wrote a good scene, line, or moment that brought out all the feels. That's more of “satisfaction of a job well done” than excited.

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Check out Coffeegleek’s Fics

Humorous Spooky Drabbles - Humorous drabbles to spookish type prompts based on a tumblr post called October Drabble Prompts #1 by hallofceleano. The parts in bold and italic are from those prompts. Characters include Kurt, Blaine, Burt, Carole, and Finn. All fun; only #4 has some mild angst. #4 is for snarkyhag and regarding #5 - I know next to nothing about Twilight and had to look up Taylor Lautner on imdb. The liberties I took are my own.

A Very Sloppy Christmas - lucy8675309 posted to tumblr a series of gifs with Kurt dressed up as an elf. It inspired me to write the following prompt, which CoffeeAddict80 encouraged me to write as a fic:

I now want a fic where real Santa’s elf!Kurt gets drunk and vents to Blaine about all the woes of working for Santa. He’s over 100 years old and the outfits are terrible. Why couldn’t they wear clothes like the elves did in that one movie? Drunk elf Kurt has no idea he’s venting to Santa’s son.

Bonus if he wakes up and realizes he just had a drunken one night stand. He isn’t sure who it was with. Only that he’s naked, the guy in the bed beside him is naked and showing off a really great ass. Then said guy turns over and after Kurt’s done staring at his dick, he looks at the guy’s face and realizes who it is.

It’s a Twisted World - I decided to challenge myself by combining the posted 5 weekly Klaine AU Friday themes and adding another one of my own. So that means: Farm, Fairytale, Vintage (1900’s,) Super Powers, Zombie Apocalypse, and Harry Potter World Klaine with a splash of a fic idea I thought of while in the produce section of the grocery store. Each week, the story will continue, though each part stands alone. This is not a brilliant work of perfectly composed fan fiction. What it is, is fast-paced, cracky fun, with a large dose of innuendo. At least it had my son laughing his ass off. I hope y'all enjoy it too. :)

#author spotlight #coffeegleek

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nerd-chronicals · 5 years

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Just Dancing in the Rain (Ringo Langly x Reader)

I had a bit of free time today and felt like writing. But my inbox was and still is rather empty so I found some prompts and wrote a couple of short ficletts for some of the characters (mostly Ringo). but I hope you guys enjoy them.

This prompt was Play or kiss in the rain and on the citrus scale it is a Citrus

@bechobbi @the-best-kung-fu @datarsiah-noodles @lone-gunwoman-of-the-week @wholesome90stv @fawn-soul

Ringo always found it amusing how much you loved playing and dancing in the rain or “enjoying the rain” as you called it. He watched from the doorway of the small house the two of you had rented for a small vacation as you ran outside feel the rain. It was still early in the morning and you were still wearing your pajamas. As much as he disliked the rain growing up on the farm, now when it rains he can't help but smile even as you drag him outside with you to enjoy it with him. When the two of you eventually make it back in thoroughly soaked through you'll need a hot shower and to reheat the breakfast you had started before the rain started falling.

#ringo langly x reader #langly x reader #lone gunmen x reader #finally lone gunmen #please request stuff

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fuckyeahkatieholt · 7 years

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Ficlettes would be great for a 500 follower giveaway. :-)

This is a very very delayed answer and I apologize, I’m only just now getting to asks in both this inbox and my Pidge RP blog. I will definitely take this idea into consideration when I’m officially working out prizes for the giveaway, thanks for the input nonnie!

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cuddlecave · 3 years

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is xiphoid

continuing glowcloud gord...

so eventually gord lets benr out, and soon after, gord tries noms but being inside (it's so nice, no wonder benr liked it), and the next several weeks see gord in and out of benrs tum--and eventually, asking to be nommed for comfort or just because. he finds out, too, that pawing at benrs belly while nuzzling his throat triggers the instinct to be much stronger, and it's a good way to ask when he's too stressed for speech.

but, it's been weeks and weeks, and gord has not swallowed benr a second time. he hasn't really had the frequency of drive that benr seems to? he likes being inside. but there are moments, days, when he really, really wants to. and it's not like the first time, pure instinct; he just...wants to hold benr. but he just...can't get himself to ask. and benr never mentions it or requests it, so he's probably not interested (but he loved being inside the first time, his mind tells him). it's better if gord just. doesn't say anything.

but today--this calm, slow morning--hes lounging in bed, the sunlight filtering through the curtains, and he can hear benr swearing at a video game while spitting Voice that gord can tell is irritated, and he's overcome with this *wave* of affection, and, and he,, he *wants* to *hold him*.

he's not overwhelmed by instinct, he's not afraid of losing control. but he nearly cries at pushing down the urge (better if he doesn't ask, so he can't be rejected), but isn't expecting the Voice, and therefore can't stop it when he spits bright red red red distress.

he cuts it off fast, but it's too late; he can hear the game pause as benr hurries to their bedroom, worried as to whats causing gords distress. he hears benr pad into the room, though he doesn't see it, hugging his knees and facing the other direction. benr lets out a concerned trill, and gets up on the bed as nuzzles at his back and shoulders, purring softly 'heyyy, wassup? why'r'you upset?'

gord just shakes his head and breathes out hard. he doesn't want to ask for what he wants.

though gord can't see it, benr furrows his eyebrows. 'mmm. you want in? cozy time?'

gord says 'no-yes-no! fuck, yes, but-ugh! no.' he breathes deeply, and falls on his side, still curled up 'no. im. fine.'

'gord, what's *wrong*?' and the rare use of his name, the concern in benrs voice--he manages to keep words back, but not Voice. fuck. he groans after and throws an arm over his eyes.

gords SV, it...it read shame. it read want, and embarrassment, and uncertainty, and anxiety. it read guilt. and it was centered on a very clear line of teal to pink.

oh.

benr quieted, pausing, thinking. gord wanted to give *benr* cozy time, but was ashamed for wanting to, and embarrassed to ask. benr felt a stab of anxiety, himself; why did gord not want to ask? did he think it was bad? is that why he was *ashamed*? then what did he think of benr?

but he quickly dismissed it, thinking of gords happy SV while being cuddled (Voice can't lie!) and his affectionate nuzzles to benrs guts, and his *asking* to be eaten. so if it wasn't that, then why...ah, right. gord had trouble asking for things for himself, benr remembered. he felt bad getting things for himself that had no "real" purpose or that weren't "useful".

gord felt guilty for wanting to have benr inside. for wanting to do something that made himself feel good, with no other reason. but benr would like it, a lot, so...'why do you think i wouldn't like cozy time?'

'wha?' huh?? how the fuck did benr know that?? guess that?? gord sometimes forgot how well his boyfriend knew him, but uh. huh. 'i, uh. well, you. you never, mentioned it. me, uh, doing it, i mean. or asked for it, so.' he paused. 'you...do? want to?'

benr flopped down behind him, draping his arm over gord. 'yeah, of course. didn' say anything, cause, you seem pretty freaked out doin non human stuff, even if ur ok with me doing it. figured id wait till u seemed like u wanted to, again.'

oh. benr had just been being thoughtful of his feelings. fuck. now gord was *really* going to cry.

but he barely taken a few shaky breathes when benr started to clamber awkwardly over gord, flopping for a sec before pushing himself up and moving towards gord. gord was too startled and bewildered to be distressed. and then, benr was pushing and uncurling gord, and squirming into his arms, until he was flush with gord, his warmth soaking into him. on reflex, gord tightened his arms around him.

they just breathed for a few moments, but then--benr started moving again. specifically, he started pawing at gords stomach, and nuzzled his face into gords neck. gord knew this triggered a reaction, but he had never been on this end of it, and-! he made a low rumbling sound, hugging benr closer, and felt as he lost some of his human shape, and getting bigger. he wanted to swallow benr *now*, his mate giving the cue making the instinct bubble up. still, he hesitated.

'you know' said benr, into his neck, 'u can want things. especially this thing.'

gord felt his heart clench with emotion, and tipped over the precipice.

he shifted his grip on benr, and felt him go lax, purring loudly, happy Voice drifting from him. he brought him close, and gently closed his jaws over his head--he only fuzzily remembered how this happened the first time, and wanted to get it right. he was encouraged by benrs purrs ratcheting up several notches as he nuzzled gords tongue.

slightly more confident, he held benr and swallowed, drawing his head into the throat. gord couldn't stop his own purr starting at the sensation, and cautiously started moving benr around as he kept swallowing, trying to keep them both comfortable.

in less time than gord expected, benr spilled into his stomach, stretching it out and giving gord an extremely satisfied feeling. it was only exacerbated by benr wriggling into better position, then proceeding to snuggle deeper into the soft flesh, sending new waves of purring through both of them.

gord still felt weird, but it was hard to feel guilty when benr was so obviously enjoying himself, content to play prey for gord. maybe, uh. maybe he'd ask, more. y'know. since benr liked it. ...and maybe for himself, too.

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so I didn't mean to write this much, and was, in fact, incredibly nervous bc I wrote it directly in the tumblr ask field and with this app, the risk of losing this became greater the longer it got...

but, it be like that sometimes, lol

good benb, best boyfriemb :)

also yeah tumblr sure is a Functional Mobile App.

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cuddlecave · 3 years

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Smth in line with the touch starved Gordn asks a while back.

Imagine Ben noms Gordn without explanation, intending to give him the contact he desperately needs, but Gordn doesn't understand. Ben doesn't tell him what's going on, just pulls him inside for cuddles.

Gord goes still relatively quickly. It's partly out of shock/despair, but also due to a weird, dreamlike feeling in his mind like "this can't be real. There's no way this is actually happening, right? I have to be dreaming..."

When Gordn doesn't fight and struggle, Ben assumes all is well, that Gordn accepts the cuddles, so he starts purring happily. The purr reinforces the dream feeling, Gordn has never heard Ben purr before, so this has to be fake. Sure the guard is not human, but he's never purred. So Gordn remains still, waiting to "wake up." The flesh walls squeezing against him settle him in further, glowing in pink and blue and teal patterns that lull him into real sleep.

Ben returns to the team, proudly stating that he fixed Gordn and things were better now. They go "oh that's great! You talked things out?" And Ben says "nah, we didn't need to talk, I just ate him for some sweet sweet snuggle time."

Harold and Bubs probably just nod along like that makes perfect sense, but Tom has some concerns.

"You did talk to him right? You told him what you were doing?"

"uuuuh, no? I just swallowed him and he went all boneless, no fussing or anything."

"Ben! You need to spit him out!"

"wuh? but you said he needs cuddles."

"Humans don't cuddle like that! He won't know you're trying to help!"

"but he isn't yelling like he usually does, that's good, right?"

"He's probably scared right now, you need to tell him it's safe, he won't know on his own."

Gordn has been drifting in and out if consciousness, kept in a half-sleep state by the warmth and soothing noises, but also pulled back to wakefulness by the occasional spike of dread and uncertainty. The sound of voices from outside, and Ben's own words rumbling around him, start to wake him properly, especially when one voice grows loud and alarmed. The chamber around him squeezes inward, and the wavering dream feeling starts to give out.

Ben hacks him up rather gracelessly, and he sprawls out on the ground, surrounded by concerned friends. Even Ben looks worried, and apologetic, and Tom leans forward to shake his shoulder, asking if he's alright.

Gordn looks bewildered, squinting in the sudden light, mind fuzzy from the weirdest nap of his life, limbs shaky and uncooperative. He manages only one phrase, distressed and confused.

"What the Fuck?"

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cuddlecave · 3 years

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Realized I've been neglecting Ben's pov here

Imagine him hearing the noise and going into the lab to see a shrunken scientist. At first he chuckles, haha, what an idiot. Then he stops bc oh shit, that's my favorite idiot. Gordn is the only scientist Ben can get a rise out of without consequences. He doesn't schedule painful experiments as punishment for shenanigans, just gets loud and starts swearing at him. (And sometimes he just laughs. Ben likes it best then)

Seeing him like this, though... Gordn is just so small, and vulnerable, and alone. It doesn't help that he's looking around so anxiously, like he's afraid a big predator will pop out and get him.

When Ben approaches, he gets even more afraid, and the sight of him scrambling back and trying to hide just sets Ben's protective instinct clamoring. He was just going to pick Gordn up and carry him in a pocket, he really was. But the smell of singed hair and flesh, and the way Gordn is holding himself as if in pain. He needs healing right now.

He banters w Gord to put him at ease, familiar back-talk and roasting helping to calm the human somewhat. Enough that he can get close and pick him up without startling him. And once Gordn lets his guard down, well.

*nomf*

Ben quickly sets about healing the little guy, and he offers a brief verbal reassurance before telling Gord to sit tight and let him handle this. The presence of the healing liquid should be enough to convince Gord that it's safe.

It works a little too well. By the time Ben reaches someone he can trust to talk abt what happened and make a cover story for Gord just vanishing out of a lab (probably Tom or Harold) the tiny man has drifted off into a deep sleep. Ben feels kinda proud, that he could make his favorite person feel safe enough to sleep. When things are settled, he retreats to his room so he can chill and focuse on the feelings of the little body inside. Exceeept, said little body isn't so little anymore.

Ben hadn't noticed, too focused on his mission, but Gordn had been slowly growing as he was submerged in healing SV. The alien had felt a strange pressure in his chest as time went on, but he was busy. Now though...

He rubs a hand over the bump Gordn makes in his middle. Inside, the sleeping form shifts, and the bulge visibly moves. Ben can't help crooning with affection as his slumbering passenger snuggles in further, setting off all sorts of good feels. He sprawls out on his bed, running his hands over his growing tum, occasionally pressing in and kneading at the friend within. He stays that way, in utter bliss, letting his body shift automatically to accomadate the growth of his passenger. He doesn't stir at all until Gordn wakes up and calls out to him, and even then the most he does is offer a short explanation and some pats, before he goes right back to cuddling.

He stubbornly keeps Gordn inside until the human is full sized. (And even after. Gordn can't really figure it out himself, there's no point of reference inside a body that can grow and change shape at will, and Ben wants to keep holding him. Just "hmmm, nah, not quite there, gotta stay a few more minutes." "You said that like an hour ago.")

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