pls you cant just say sub soap and leave us drooling for this guy
sub soap is NOT delved into enough! he's 100% a man who whines and cries prettilywhen youre cockwarming him or have him wait to ride you while you call him needy for his cock twitching whenever you run a finger down his chest, all the way down
i need this man carnally, violently omg im so normal about subby soap, i wanna bite him so bad dont look at me i warned you about being unHINGED
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sub soap headcanons #1
oh he FOR SURE whines and whimpers and even cries when you tease him!!
when you’re walking by his and purposefully rub against his bulge :((
when he’s cooking and you hug him from behind and let ur hands wander down to his cock :((
when you grab him by his jaw and pull him down into a kiss :((
when he’s in full gear and you yank him by his mic collar into a kiss???????
when you don’t even mean to get him worked up and you cup his cheek and call him pretty :(( you meant it as a pure, sweet compliment but he loves being praised and it all goes straight to his dick :((
when you wear revealing clothing and he can’t touch you :( whether it be from you explicitly telling him to behave and keep his hands to himself, or if it’s because you’re on a mission together,, he pouts his pretty little lips when he can’t touch you :((
oh and he one hundred percent has an oral fixation
ur sucking on a lollipop?? he just remembers all of the times you made him cum by sucking on his tip just like that :(
when you mark up his neck?? :((( he’ll literally grind his hips into the air when you’re biting his neck, licking a stripe down the span of his neck and sucking purple marks on his jugular :(
when you hold his neck :( not even choking, just literally,, holding his neck :( using your hand as a necklace :(
oh and the cockwarming? oh i swear !!!!!!
now for this specific case, i’m gonna have it be wear you’re wearing a strap (or you have a cock, either way) and he has to sit on it and stay still hehehehehehe
he would just have to squirm and whine when you hold his hips down and keeping him still onto your cock :(
if you wanted to be mean you’d jerk him off while he sat on your cock m enjoying his cries echoing throughout your room :((
you’d stroke up and down his thick shaft, rubbing your thumb on his tip whenever you got to the head, before squeezing at the base whenever you reached his pubic bone :(
you would use ur other hand to gather up any precum from the head of his cock and lick that hand clean, all while holding eye contact :(( he would blush even more at that sight
he would whine and cry and beg to be able to bounce or grind on your cock, and when you did finally say yes, he would babble mindlessly, “thank you, thank you, thank you!” :((
he would sound damn near pornographic with how he was moaning and crying in pleasure, shouting your name when you bucked your hips and hit a particularly sensitive spot :((
when he came, you would grab his face and swallow his moans in your mouth as you kissed the breath out of him. he would whine into your mouth, all keened and high pitched and delicious :((
he would spurt white ropes onto his stomach, load after load, chest heaving as his release rocked through his sensitive body :((
you would tell him how cute he looks and how he did so good for you, ur pretty boy :((
i won’t him :(
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Sunflowers and Shotguns pt.3
TW- Livestock, mentions of farmwork, 141 working with their hands. Dogs
summary: Soap knows a bit about sheep, and you find out that your dog really really likes Soap.
After instructing Gaz on how the machines worked, you took a closer look at Moosie, who had been feeling under the weather lately.
“Poor girl. You still not feeling better? I’ll give a call to the vet and see when she can come out.” You say to the large creature. She only nuzzles your hand and let’s put a soft ‘moo’
“Alright Kyle. First you’re gonna wipe them with this iodine solution and then Just take these here machines to their teats and flip this switch. The machine does everything else for them and will release once the milk is all collected.” You explained by demonstrating on Harriet who was (as always) a model cow.
“Alright ma’am. I can do that.” He said with a broad smile on his face. You rolled your eyes and put your hands on your hips.
“Don’t call me ma’am. My mom was ma’am. Call me ‘Lamb’, everybody around here does.” You remind him. He looks down with a smile and proceeds to work on the other cow. After supervising him for a bit, you catch glimpse of Soap walking out of the house and towards the pen with the sheep.
As you walked you watched as Price struggled with the hens, all clucking and mad that he was stealing eggs and Ghost off in the distance working on the fence.
You make a mental note to thank Kate for bringing these men to you. A whole days work will probably be done in a few hours. You approached the fence to find Soap leaning against the gate.
“How are we gonna get the sheep in that parlor over there?” He asked while pointing to the shearing parlor. You smiled and put your hand to your lips. You whistled once, a sharp sound that split the air. Soap jumped a bit as he saw a blur of fur running at them from the barn holding the goats.
A large Border Collie came bolting across the field and slowed once it got close to the two of you. Soap was clutching the gate so hard his knuckles were white.
“Scared of dogs Soap?” You ask softly while the dog wandered closer. He relaxed and bit when he noticed the dog slow it’s approach and sit obediently at your side.
“Had a bad experience once. It it’s alright! Who’s this lovely lad?” He asked while looking down at your dog. He couldn’t help but notice one of the dog’s rear legs was missing and had been replaced with a prosthetic similar to yours.
“This here is Nikon. He’s my herding dog. I can’t run after the sheep by self but he sure as hell can.” You say while ruffling the dog’s fur. He gave a quiet ‘woof’ in response. Soap knew he wasn’t supposed to ask about your leg but he couldn’t help but look at the missing leg on the dog.
“What happened to his leg, if you don’t mind my asking.” He said softly, bending down and extending his hand so Nikon could sniff him.
“I found him on my farm one day. I think he had been attacked by Coyotes or something. I took him to the local vet and we had to amputate his leg due to the extensive damage. I know a thing or two about missing limbs, so I took him in. Fitted him with a prosthetic and trained him to herd sheep for me.” You said with a proud smile.
Soap only nodded as he watched Nikon slowly approach him to give a delicate sniff to his fingers. Nikon soon started to wag his entire body and weave around Soap. He knew not to give kisses but he couldn’t help but press his whole body against the Scot.
“Why the name Nikon?” He asked, looking up at you while he gently patted Nikon on the back. You couldn’t help but smirk.
“Because he’s a tripod and Nikon is a camera brand.”
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Ive made the decision with all the little crafts I do that, Once Im done with them, to just give them away. Like I’ll leave shit Ive made/Grown/cooked in the breakroom at work with a sign that says “Please take, I just like making stuff” and let people go ham. Or (once it gets warmer) I plan to leave a table out front with the same note.
My family hates it tho, not because it’s annoying but they insist I should be making a profit. Like, my dude, I dont wanna make money off my compost or herb clippings. Just let me get rid of it so I can make more without cluttering shit.
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