#silver knight au

[elementaldoughnut12]

"Just The Two Of Us"

*here's another installment of my Silver Knight au! Hope yall enjoy!*

*contains sexual acts, mention of rape, sex drugs*

Doughnut Team: @afterdarkprincess @thlayli-ra @seasonal-depression-of-punk

It's been a few weeks since JD got attacked and he's been at home ever since. Pearce lets him have some time off to heal and Knight has been playing nurse the whole time. Most of the injuries on his body have healed with only having to watch the brand mark on his hip for risks of infection. He has to take sleeping pills now due to him having constant nightmares involving that night. Now, he's currently in bed sleeping the day away. It didn't last long though when he felt someone touching his face.

“Nooo, leave me alone” JD mumbles in his sleep. He then feels the person cup his face with their hand. This causes him to slowly open his eyes and come face-to-face with his husband. “Hiya Clover” Knight says sweetly, causing JD to blush. “H-Hi daddy” JD stutters, causing Knight to laugh. “Ya slept like an angel last night” his husband says as he rubs his thumb against JD's cheek. “You were watching me?” The younger man asks curiously as he leans into Knight's touch. “Yeah!” Knight says with a smile. “You know you don't have to do that right?” JD asks, causing Knight to sigh.

“Yeah but daddy likes taking care of his baby” he says as he pulls JD to his chest. “Speaking of babies… where's Randy and the others?” JD asks as he looks up at Knight. “I told them to go somewhere for the weekend cause I wanted some one on one time with ya” Knight answers truthfully as he runs his fingers through JD's hair. “You just want to have me all to yourself don't you?” JD asks with a smirk. “Uh, YEAH!” his husband says casually. “What did you have in mind?” He asks, Knight smirking at him in response.

“Remember when ya won the tag belts… by yourself… with no one else in particular?” Knight asks with an innocent smile. “Yes, why?” JD asks with an eyebrow raised, not even trying to correct him. “Well, ya never got to invoke your winner's room and I was thinking…” He trails off, causing JD to gasp. “Really? You really want to?” The Irishman asks with shock in his tone. “I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want to Clover! Come on now!” Knight says, causing JD to laugh.

“Alright daddy alright! You just never let me top before so I'm kinda nervous” He says truthfully with a blush. “Don't worry baby, I'm gonna talk to ya through the whole thing ok?” Knight asks as he sits up in bed. “OK, I trust you daddy” JD says with a small smile. “That's what I thought baby, now get naked while daddy gets all pretty for ya in the bathroom! YEAH!” Knight says as he gives JD a quick kiss and walks into the bathroom. While his husband is in the bathroom, JD pulls the blanket off himself.

He then takes his boxers off and patiently waits, letting his mind wander. Pearce gave JD an option of if he wanted to stay being tag champs with Finn and he still hasn't given an answer yet. He still loves Finn, loves him like a brother but Finn did order Damian and Dominick to rape him and even joined on it himself. Finn didn't really wanna do that right? He only did it because JD was spending time with his husband more than him. Was Finn a victim just like he was? Was Damian controlling Finn? JD was completely zoned out when Knight came back out.

“Jordan?” Knight asks, snapping JD out of his thoughts. “Oh sorry…” he says a bit embarrassingly. “No need to apologize sweetheart, what's on ya mind?” Knight asks as he fixes the towel around his torso. “I'm just thinking about Finn that's all” JD admits as he looks away from Knight. “He's got ya all wrapped up in your pretty head doesn't he baby?” Knight asks as he sits on the bed with him. “Yeah, it's just all so confusing! Sorry if I'm ruining the mood” JD apologizes again which Knight didn't like at all. Without warning, Knight grabs JD's face with both hands and kisses him deeply.

“What. Did. I. Say. About. Apologizing!” He says through kisses, causing JD to laugh a bit. “That annoying midget ain't here baby! It's just you and me in here and it seems like daddy's gotta erase that pint size pain in the ass outta ya mind YEAH!” Knight says confidently, causing JD to laugh even more. “Please do! Also why are you wearing a towel?” He asks, causing Knight to smirk. His husband gets off the bed and drops the towel, causing JD to gasp in shock.

Knight was wearing an orange see-through negligee that reached the tops of his thighs with lace at the bottom and a giant lace heart right on the chest area. He was even wearing orange panties to match it. “Oh wow” JD says in awe. “Like what ya see?” Knight asks with a smirk. “Yeah, I never saw that outfit before” JD says as he looks Knight up and down. “I used to wear this to all my one nighters back in the eighties! I was a real bombshell back then!” Knight says as he does a spin around in the outfit.

“You still are” JD says truthfully, causing Knight to blush. “Ya don't have to flatter me, Clover! But ya don't gotta stop either” he says as he gets back onto the bed. JD felt his dick start to harden as Knight towered over him. Knight seemed to notice that and gave him a devilish smile. “Are ya getting excited baby?” He asks curiously, JD nodding in response. “M-Maybe” the younger man stutters, causing Knight to laugh a bit. “Ya don't gotta be nervous baby, remember it's just you and me in here” Knight says reassuringly as he gets in between JD's legs.

“Daddy…” JD whimpers as Knight licks his slit. “Let's get ya standing straight so daddy can ride ya” he says as he puts the tip of JD's dick in his mouth. JD lets out a gasp as Knight starts sucking on his cock. His husband has sucked him off before but it always surprises him. “Oh my god” he moans as he grabs a handful of Knight's silver hair. JD desperately wants to buck his hips but he wants to save his orgasm for when Knight rides him. Knight goes down farther onto JD's cock until his nose is brushing against his husband's pubic hair.

“Daddy, I d-don't wanna cum yet!” JD whimpers as he gently tries to push his husband off. Knight lets off JD's cock and smiles at him. “Probably my best work yet!” He says proudly as he wipes his mouth. JD looks down, his eyes widen when he sees that his dick is, in fact, hard and starting to drip. “Holy shit, you're good” he says, causing Knight to laugh. “They didn't call me velvet mouth back in the day for nothing!” He says as he slips off his panties and straddles JD's lap. JD felt himself start to tremble a bit from nerves.

“Calm down Clover” Knight says calmly, causing JD to look at him. “I can't help it! I'm kinda nervous” he says truthfully, which gives Knight an idea. “I think I know what can help with that baby” he says as he grabs a small spray off the bedside table. “What the hell is that?” JD asks curiously, Knight giving him a smirk in response. “These are called Poppers! It's basically a sex drug without it actually being qualified as a sex drug. Used this back in the eighties too” Knight explains as he shakes the can. He then sprays up both sides of his nose and puts it back on the table.

“Damn, what a head rush!” Knight says as he goes back to straddling JD. “What exactly did that do?” He asks a bit worryingly. Knight just smiles at him as he lowers himself down on JD's cock. The younger man felt like all the air left his body. “Deep breaths baby, deep breaths” Knight instructs with JD doing just that. “Holy shit” JD says as he feels Knight's tight walls surrounding his cock. It's not painfully tight like he thought it would be but kinda snug. “Holy shit” he says again, causing Knight to moan a bit. “Ya telling me, ya feel good inside me sweetheart” Knight says truthfully.

“I thought you were gonna snap my dick off at first” JD says truthfully. “That's what Poppers are for! They help loosen your keister a bit so ya can ride easier” Knight explains happily as he adjusts to JD's dick. “You can move now if you want” JD says with a blush. “Such a gentleman” his husband says sweetly as he starts riding JD. This is probably one of the best moments in JD's life. Daddy, his daddy, is riding him. JD can die a happy man right here and now. “Ya ain't spacing out on me are ya baby?” Knight asks with a moan.

“No, I'm just enjoying the beautiful view I have” JD says with a smile, confidence in his tone. “Seems like someone got over his stage fright” Knight says jokingly as he starts bouncing a bit faster. JD just smiles at him as he uses one hand to grip Knight's thigh and uses the other to grab Knight's wrist. His husband watches in curiosity as JD brings his hand up and Knight's eyes widen when JD licks his hand. The older man whimpered when JD started licking in-between his fingers.

The Irishman always had a thing for hands and this is actually the first time he's actually involved his kink in sex. Knight's hands felt so good against his tongue. Spending over forty years inside a wrestling ring really made Knight's hands rough. The rough calluses on his palm and fingertips felt good against JD's tongue. He then turns Knight's hand around and starts licking his knuckles. They were gnarled and rough like sandpaper, causing JD to moan and accidentally thrust into Knight. “Jordan!” Knight says with a surprised gasp.

JD feels himself blush because he's actually the reason that his husband is becoming undone right on top of him. He keeps continuing to thrust into Knight, battering the older man's prostate head on. He smiled when Knight was left a moaning mess. JD thrusted a bit harder, causing Knight to lose his balance and having to place his hands on either side of JD's head. This gave JD the chance to kiss Knight. “You're so beautiful to me Eli” he says quietly, causing Knight to blush.

Knight whimpers as he leans in and kisses JD again. JD felt something warm splash against his abdomen and realized that he made Knight cum untouched. The action alone caused him to thrust several more times before cumming deep inside of Knight. The couple stay connected to each other for a few minutes so they can catch their breaths. “Did I do good, daddy?” JD asks a bit nervously, causing Knight to look at him. His husband gently pulls off his softened cock and looks at JD right in the eyes. “Clover, ya did so amazing” Knight says truthfully with a fond smile.

“Thank you, that means a lot actually” JD says with a blush, causing Knight to quietly laugh. “Anytime baby” the older man says with a wink as he walks back into the bathroom. While Knight is doing that, JD grabs some tissues to wipe himself off and pulls his boxers back on. He had a big smile on his face when Knight came back only wearing the orange panties. “Why ya smiling baby? Is my ass that good?” Knight asks jokingly, causing JD to laugh. “Yeah but I'm smiling because this helped clear my mind a lot… I love you Eli” JD says affectionately.

“I love ya too Clover” Knight says as he kisses JD and lays them back down in the bed. He watches on as JD slowly falls down for another nap. Knight is gonna make them all pay for hurting JD but the time for revenge is later. Right now, time is just for the two of them to spend together…

[rooniearts]

more of these goobers because this dynamic is really really funny to me

[cephalosaur]

sonic's first order of business as king is a spaghetti dinner with all of his knights.

i once overheard a conversation my mother was having with my grandmother. i mostly heard "spaghetti" and "round table" and now we're here.

[raddest-laddest]

scug bug names and such

[lampp0start]

Another SATBK AU dump!

Lancelot's a good boy...

Silver aka Sir Galahad's design for the au!

Finally got around to designing the big doggo form for Lancelot.

WIP stuff for animatic

[ken-yamh]

"You are all the inspiration I need"

🌹⚔

[jesterjesteringjesterly]

Galahad was sent out to vanquish the demon and came back engaged

I thought I was so creative coming up with “Possessed suit of armour” SATBK Metal Sonic only to find out it’s very common.

[yellowvixen]

Post bath grooming :]

My side of an art trade with @pajulammas of Lancelot and Galahad from his fanfic Chivalrous Devotion!! Check it out if you like old man yaoi 😌

[biblicalviolencee]

One Condition // Pt. 2

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Guys omfg this actually was soooo quick to finish ((guy who is the slowest at drawing))

But hey!! It’s out now 😇 I think I have a way I want this mini comic to play out now. Live laugh love lansoni/arthurlot yuri…… I’m thinking on tagging everything I make related to this story/my lansoni renditions asssssssss # biblical’s one condition ?? So creative I know #GENIUS

Again, so so sorry for the wait on this 2nd part.. grovels at feet

[karasucatt]

Am I using me taking a break from this au to avoid burn out as an excuse for a time skip? Yes. Yes I am.

[thlayli-ra]

I got you a whump idea thlayli! The wheel has chosen "chronic pain" and I wanna see if you can do it in my Silver Knight au with Silver knight and Silver Randy! Love ya! ❤️ 🍩💖🍩

Eek! The pressure! Hope it delivers, Doughnut! (Love ya too!)

Trick - 'Chronic Pain'

Characters - LA Knight, Randy Orton

Rating - 'Teen and up'

Warning Tags - Smut, Daddy/Baby kink

LA Knight knew his back was on the verge of seizing up about two thirds of the way through his match. Sure, he'd managed to emerge victorious, but the twenty-something greenhorn that he'd put in his place had already scampered back up the ramp to lick his wounds, while he was still sitting on the edge of the ring apron, working up the courage to move.

It was only when one of the cameramen informed him that the commercial break was almost over and he needed to leave that he creaked himself off the apron onto the floor and the pain in his knees flared up too. With one arm on his lower back, and his other using the guard rail as a support, Knight hobbled his way to the back. Spying himself on the giant screen of the Titan Tron, he heaved a sigh. He looked like an old man.

He was an old man!

Hell, they were already throwing around the dreaded 'R'-word when he first arrived at WWE at the ripe old age of forty! That was over twenty years ago, and here he was in his sixties, still going, still holding on, unable to let go of the pull of the crowd, their adoration and worship. He loved the kiss of the mat, the smell of stale sweat that hung in the air, the butterflies in his stomach before his music hit, the shot of adrenaline when they chanted his name.

He loved it all. And like any addict, the thought of going cold turkey terrified him more than anything. He had been fortunate, however and his body had held throughout the decades to gift him a long, decorated career.

But even the most cared-for and well-trained bodies decayed over time and the cracks were finally started to show in his. His knees were failing and his back was getting stiff, the painkillers becoming less and less effective at numbing the agony.

'Come on, now, enough with the defeatist crap,' Knight scolded himself internally. 'That aint your style. You're sore now but your heat-pack is warming up right now in your locker room and once you strap it on, you'll feel like a new man again.' He smirked smugly, letting go of the rail and straightening his spine despite its protests to walk the final few steps tall and proud. 'You aint ready for the glue factory just yet, old timer.'

Making his way through the curtain, Knight found his plans instantly dashed when he was accosted by a imposing figure. Age did nothing to dim the captivating allure of Randy Orton who stood every inch as tall as he had in his youth and if anything only seemed to be getting broader. His arms and shoulders, his waist and thighs were thicker these days, still densely packed with muscle making him look huge in comparison to most other wrestlers on the roster.

Including Knight! And he wasn't exactly a scrawny man by any standards. Sure parts of his body were softer than before and he was losing the battle against gravity so things were starting to sag a little, but his dedication to the gym meant he remained beautifully defined all over, even the mounds of his six pack still peeked through his paunchy belly.

He was still capable of catching an eye or two, these days maybe more than ever. And what's more, he knew it!

'That was stunning,' Randy noted slyly, stroking the back of his fingers down Knight's clammy cheek, Knight's heart giving a flutter.

'What, my match,my win?' he teased with a grin. 'You're gonna have to be more specific.'

'You... just you,' Randy replied, now cupping Knight's cheek with his large palm.

'Again, you're gonna have to be more specific. Which part of me did you like?'

Randy leant in closer, bringing his voice down low. 'Are you fishing for compliments, Baby?'

'From you, Daddy? Always!'

'Hmm.' Pulling back, Randy kept his lips sealed tight, instead moving his hand to caress through Knight's short, spiked hair. It had been many colours over the years. When he was an infant, it had been a glittering gold, but by the time he'd reached school age it had darkened to a rich tawny brown and now in his old age, it had gone a bright silvery grey. Like the majestic feathers of a swan's wing, it shimmered against his tanned skin (he opted for a slightly darker hue these days to bring out the contrast) and with his beard now almost matching too (just a few sparse patches of chestnut and auburn remaining) and the thick thatch of silver body hair covering every inch of him, he cut a striking figure, indeed.

Randy, like all of his husbands, was very fond of Knight's silvery locks and loved to brush his fingertips through it. Pity he couldn't return the favour - Randy didn't need to shave his head these days, hadn't for a long time now - but Knight didn't mind. There were plenty other parts of Randy that he adored getting his hands on.

'Why don't I show you what I mean?' Randy quirked a cheeky eyebrow at Knight who felt even weaker at the knees than before and had to steady himself with his bare shoulder against the wall.

'H-here? Now?'

'Why not? I don't have a match later.' Not that anyone could tell since he was wearing his gear underneath his tight-fitting shirt. Randy was always ready to step into the ring, no matter what was written on the match card.

The offer was too good to pass up, but then a twinge snapped in Knight's lower back and he fought the urge to rub it in case Orton saw and called the whole thing off. He was desperate for some quality time with his Daddy, he just needed a moment to swallow down some painkillers, strap on the heat-pad for a spell and limber up, that's all.

'How can I refuse?' he said with a cute shrug. 'Just give me a half-hour to hop in the showers and prep myself for ya then-'

'Oh no, Baby,' now both of Randy's hands held Knight's jaw, drawing him in closer so that Randy could place his lips at his ear. His warm breath tickled the inner layers of his ear canal, making Knight shudder with delight. 'I'll do the honours tonight.'

And so, Knight found himself on the leather sofa in his locker room, perched on his knees with his wrestling trunks bunched around his thighs and his upper chest and shoulders resting on the arm to support himself. And God bless Randy who lubed him and prepped him so thoroughly when there was absolutely nothing back there that could be described as tight these days. And when he felt the entire length of Randy's girth slide his way up his loosened passage into the centre of his core, it felt so damn good that all that pain in his knees and back were instantly forgotten.

Well... almost!

Kinda like when there's an itch right there in the middle of your foot, just underneath the hard, calloused skin on the sole and no amount of scratching or scrubbing or scuffing quite reaches it. Or maybe more when you have a toothache and no matter how much you try to distract yourself all you can feel is that dull, pulsing throb, and for some bizarre reason, all you want to do is worry it with your tongue or gnash your teeth down hard on it. Or at least, that's what Knight would do, try to lean into the pain, and he did that now, arching his back up, which in turn applied more pressure to his cranky knees. The pain intensified, upping the adrenaline rushing through his veins and it made the good stuff feel all that much better.

Unable to lift his head up with his hips so high, Knight lay with his cheek flat against the leather and groaned. His undecipherable noises getting louder and louder with each perfectly aimed thrust from Randy. The older man held him tight, his strong fingers digging in to the squishy muffin rolls at Knight's flanks deep enough to bruise them (Knight knew this because he loved to count them in the mirror the following morning) and pounded into him, knowing that Knight enjoyed things a little rougher than most.

'You liking that, Baby?'

The silver-haired man could only answer with a slew of slurred moans. Randy slid his palm up Knight's back, his fingertips catching in the soft folds of fat and muscle around his shoulder blades and dragged it back, lightly scraping the bronze skin with his fingernails. Knight let out the loudest groan yet and yes, it was partly because he liked getting a little scuffed up by his Daddy (he had chosen wrestling as his only profession for crying out loud, it came with the territory!) but also because Randy had unknowingly hit several knots that were clenching up like balled fists of flesh.

'Do that again, Daddy! Please!' Knight begged and Randy was all too happy to oblige, this time dragging both palms down Knight's back. It felt almost like a massage but didn't hit deep enough. Unlike Randy's cock which at that very moment was buried in him right up to the hilt, grinding back and forth against Knight's swollen prostate and reducing almost every one of his waking thoughts to mush. He couldn't process a full strand of consciousness let alone string together a sentence, but he managed to let out a long, drawn-out rumble from his throat, his eyelids falling shut. 'Nearly there already, Baby? Tut tut! You just wait for Daddy to finish first, you hear me?'

Knight may not boast the same stamina he once had but dear lord, Randy sure did. He kept going for another ten minutes at least, pumping and thrusting into Knight's pliant body, changing the pace every so often to draw out more moans of joy from his enraptured, younger husband. Sometimes painfully slow, almost pulling his dick right out of Knight's slack hole before snaking all the way back in again, sometimes blisteringly fast until the slapping sounds of their hips colliding became deafening. Sometimes he gripped Knight's hips, sometimes he scratched his back, sometimes he buried his fingers in Knight's silver hair and lightly tugged at it.

Knight loved every second of it. Every single, tiny, minuscule second!

But all good things have to come to an end some time, and when Randy felt himself drawing close to his climax, he curled his arm under Knight's quivering stomach to grip his rock-hard cock and help him towards the finish line as well. Randy had barely touched him before Knight spilled his load - he'd been holding on by the skin of his teeth for what seemed like eternity by then - and Randy soon followed, coming with a grunt deep inside of Knight.

They stayed that way for a minute or two, joined together, but when the waves of pleasure battering Knight's skull began to wain and calm, the pain drew in like dark clouds in the sky.

Easing himself free, Randy wobbled over to Knight's bag to fetch a towel and wipe the mess off himself. 'I take it back,' he said with a chuckle, 'that was stunning!'

He didn't receive an answer so looked back over his shoulder to find Knight still strung out on the couch, not even a finger or strand of hair moved from when he'd left him.

'Everything ok there, Baby?' he asked with a smug grin.

'I... can't move,' Knight replied, his voice hoarse.

'Hope I didn't break anything,' Randy gloated. Yet still, Knight remained where he was, as still and lifeless as the couch itself. Randy started to become concerned. 'Eli? Is something wrong?'

Knight gave a ragged sigh, bitterly disappointed in himself for having to admit, 'my back's seized up. Knees too. I actually can't move. At all.'

'Oh shit,' Randy rushed to his side, looking the frozen man up and down frantically. 'Here, I'll lift you.'

'No! Don't do that!' Knight yelped. 'It'll sort itself out in a few minutes, it always does.'

But that didn't sit right with Randy. 'There must be something I can do?'

It was sweet really, how much he cared for a creaky, washed-up old relic like Knight and the silver haired man couldn't help but smile at his lover's worry. 'My heat-pad's over there in the corner. And I have some painkillers in my bag - front left pocket.'

Randy followed his orders, carefully wrapping the heat-pad around Knight's waist and securing it in place then popping the pills into his mouth and helping him swallow them down with some water from his bottle. When he'd done everything he could, Randy crouched beside Knight's head and stroked his hair to soothe him until everything kicked in.

'Oh Baby,' he sighed. 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'I didn't want you to think I'm some brittle old man,' Knight admitted.

'I would never think that,' Randy sighed, nuzzling his face against his husband's. 'You should have told me I was hurting you.'

'It wasn't you, I felt it out in the ring during my match.'

'And you didn't say something? Eli, if this had been one of our baby husbands and they'd hurt themselves in the ring then never said anything and made it worse, we'd have gone nuts.'

'I know, I know, I'm a dummy,' Knight chuckled. 'I may be older but I aint wiser.' He paused, tried to shift his hips and grunted. 'I guess I just... don't want to admit that I'm coming to the end of my career.'

'Says who?'

Knight shot Randy a raised brow. 'I'm frozen in place like a goddamn human footstool right now.'

They both laughed at that and the ridiculousness of the situation. Once the mirth had died down, Randy picked the conversation back up again. 'It has to end some time,' he noted, sadly. Knight felt the knots tighten again, only this time, it was around his heart. 'But not yet. I'm older than you and I'm not ready to hang up my boots just yet, so why should you? We're still showing these younger guys up, right?'

'Sure are,' Knight agreed, rolling his shoulder. The muscles were finally starting to loosen.

'Then why stop? There's still some gas left in these rusty old tanks, let's keep driving that dusty road.'

At last Knight was able to push himself up. Grimacing at every creak and snap of his tired bones, he sat back on his ragged knees and tilted his head fondly at his husband. 'You were always the more poetic one,' he smiled and Randy stood up to kiss his lips.

'And you were always the cutest one.' Knight's cheeks turned pink at that, confirming Randy's words. 'Now, will a hot shower help with your back?'

'Depends. Are you gonna join me?'

Randy rolled his eyes. Helping his silver-haired husband up to his feet, he held him close to his side as they hobbled their way to the showers. 'You never learn, do you?'

'I sure hope not!'

'Good thing Daddy is here to take care of you.' Randy kissed Knight's cheek. 'Love you, Baby.'

'Love you, Daddy.'

[elementaldoughnut12]

"Snakebite Fever"

*contains sexual acts, crying, slight blood*

*This is for my closest friend @thlayli-ra who was in desperate need of a Knight fic considering the events of mania... hope this doesn't kill you!*

Doughnut Team: @afterdarkprincess

Knight was disappointed to say the least. He once again lost his US belt due to Solo's interference. Knight isn't mad at his husband, he just has to have a talk with him about what kind of friends he should have. It's kinda embarrassing for Knight who's been with WWE for nearly four decades to lose a belt at one of the most renowned live events in wrestling history.

“Will the company even keep me after this? Losing tonight just proves the rumors are true… I'm just a useless old man who doesn't need to be in the ring anymore” Knight says as he feels himself start to cry. Gone was his confident and boisterous personality and what's left is just him crying his eyes out. He's glad nobody is around while he's crying because Knight always hated when people saw him cry. The former champion quickly wipes away his tears as he makes it to his locker room.

“Hopefully no damn reporters are in here” Knight says quietly as he enters the room. “Not a reporter but I would like to comment on something” a voice says, catching Knight's attention. He lets out a gasp when he sees it's his fiance, Randy, in the room with him. “Randy? What are ya doing here?!? I thought ya match wasn't til tomorrow?” Knight asks curiously as Randy walks up to him.

“It is but I wanted to surprise you and I saw how the match ended so I got you a little something to make you feel better” Randy says as he pulls out a bouquet of flowers. “Randy…” Knight says, tears streaming down his face again as he takes the flowers. His fiance has a concerned look on his face as he gently cups Knight's face. “You've been crying” Randy says, causing Knight to blush with embarrassment.

“It's nothing for ya to worry about” Knight says quietly as he looks away from Randy. “Who's ass do I gotta kick?” Randy asks seriously, causing Knight to laugh. “Nobody hurt me hon, I'm just sad about losing my belt” Knight says truthfully. “You're upset about that? Eli, you know it's just a belt right? You can always win another one” Randy says reassuringly. “Yeah I know but don't ya think it's kinda embarrassing that I lost at Wrestlemania? I'm probably gonna be fired before the night ends” Knight says with a sad laugh.

Everything clicked in Randy's mind and he let out a sigh. “You think you don't deserve to be in the ring anymore do you?” He asks seriously, Knight nodding in response. “How did ya know?” Knight asks curiously as he finally leans into his lover's touch. “Cause I know you Eli and I also know that you deserve to be in this business just like anyone else! If they do fire you then I'm leaving alongside you” Randy says truthfully which surprises Knight.

“Ya really would do that for me?” Knight asks curiously, causing Randy to smile at him. “I'm with you for the long haul Eli” Randy says truthfully which makes Knight smile as well. “I'm lucky to have ya Randy” Knight says sweetly. “I'm lucky to have you too Eli” Randy says as he kisses Knight deeply. “Now, how about I invoke my winner's room?” Randy asks which confuses Knight. “Ya match ain't til tomorrow though? Why ya wanna do it now?” Knight asks curiously.

“I rather use it to fuck my future wife then have to fuck some sap besides, I wanna test how good the acoustics are in the shower” Randy explains with a smile, causing Knight to blush. “Ya know, that doesn't sound like a bad idea” Knight says, causing Randy's smile to grow wider. Knight shudders when his fiance smiles like that because it reminds him of a predator about to eat his prey.

“How about you get the shower ready and I'll join you in a minute ok?” Randy asks seductively, causing Knight to whimper. “O-Ok” Knight says as he rushes to the shower connected to his locker room. He hastily strips himself of his gear and turns on the shower. Knight lets out a groan as he starts to stroke himself while under the warm spray of water. Thank God he took some painkillers at medical or he wouldn't be able to do this. “Enjoying yourself beautiful?” Randy asks from the doorway, catching Knight's attention.

Knight felt his face go red as he looked down at Randy's hard cock. His fiance walks even closer and grabs Knight's hand. “Did you forget that the winner gets to be in control during these things?” Randy asks curiously. “N-No Randy! I didn't!” Knight says, desperately trying to contain his excitement. Randy then pins Knight to the shower wall, causing Knight to let out a gasp. “You know that isn't my name when we play our games Eli” Randy says seductively, smacking Knight's ass in the process.

“S-Sorry daddy, it won't happen again!” Knight whines as he tries to grind his dick against the wall. Randy notices the action and slaps Knight's ass again, causing Knight to yelp. “No touching yourself either got it?” Randy asks seriously, Knight nodding in response. The older man then puts his hands on Knight's cheeks and squeezes them. “I'm trying so hard to refrain myself from sinking my teeth into you right now” Randy says truthfully as he spreads Knight's cheeks.

Casually, Randy pulls out the girthy dildo that was snuggled deeply in Knight's ass. “Were you expecting to get railed tonight Ellie?” Randy asks, waving the toy in Knight's face. “Yes daddy” Knight says, causing Randy to laugh in his ear. “Oh Ellie… you have no idea about what kind of punishment I'm going to give you” Randy says with a devilish grin as he tosses the toy near their bags.

He then grabs Knight's hips and plunges his dick full force into his lover's ass. “Daddy!” Knight screams when Randy's dick is fully inside him. “Fuck, you feel so good princess” his fiance says as he starts thrusting into Knight. “Might need more painkillers after this” Knight says with a moan, causing Randy to laugh. “You'll probably need a wheelchair when I'm done with you” Randy says as he thrusts deeper into Knight. For the first few minutes, the only sound you can hear is the echoey slaps of Randy fucking into Knight against the shower wall.

He always liked fucking Knight fast and rough at work and after forty-five years of doing this, the viper still hasn't lost his edge. He's broken out of his thoughts when he hears Knight let out a high-pitched moan which means he's hit the younger man's prostate. Randy should've known that his beloved would be about to explode after a long match. “Daddy” Knight whines, causing Randy to smirk.

“Are you close, Ellie? Should've known a whore like you would be pent up” Randy says as he keeps abusing Knight's prostate. “Come on daddy! I-I've been good!” Knight whines as he tries to get Randy to let him cum. His fiance hums as he pretends to think it over. “Alright, I guess you deserved it” Randy says with a sigh as he grips Knight's aching cock. It only took a few strokes for Knight to cum all over Randy's hand. “Daddy!” Knight moans as he leans against the wall for support.

Having Knight's hole basically constrict Randy's dick like a vice sent the older man over the edge. Randy sinks his teeth into the space between Knight's neck and shoulder as he cums deep inside of his fiance. They both wait a few minutes to come down from their highs until Knight speaks up. “Umm Randy? Ya teeth are still in my neck” Knight says, catching Randy's attention. His fiance feels himself blush as he removes his mouth from Knight's shoulder. “Oh sorry about that sweetheart” Randy says embarrassingly as he gently kisses the bruised and bloodied bite mark.

“No need to apologize hon! That just means I got Snakebite Fever! YEAH!” Knight says happily, causing Randy to let out a small laugh. “You always like making people laugh don't you?” Randy asks as Knight turns around. “Rather have them laughing then frowning right?” Knight asks with a smile. “See, that's one of the reasons why I love you! You always know how to make people smile” Randy says truthfully, causing Knight to blush.

“I love ya Randy” Knight says affectionately. “I love you too Eli, now let's actually shower so we can go back to the hotel” Randy suggests, Knight nodding in agreement. After they take a quick shower together, they get dressed and walk out to their rental car hand-in-hand. Knight may have lost his match but he felt more like a winner than he ever did before.

[rooniearts]

Decided that in Knights and Poets, Gawain trains under Lancelot to become a knight, and ends up as an older brother figure to little Galahad because of it <3

[dominolemon]

I havnt been working on to much for satbk au thingy but have this magma doodle

[lampp0start]

Here's a proper full Black Knight au dump! It's been awhile eh? You would have gotten more if it were allowed here lol.

WIPs for an animatic I am slowly chipping away at

What are you, gay?

[captainsquiddd]

order up!!! it’s sir galahad doodles and !!!!…SOMETHING!!!!

been really into these goofy doodles lately :3