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i have to be a bit more harsh this time: minors dni and screw off. if you are a minor and you like/reblog any of my stuff, you will be blocked on-sight.

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almost forgot my birthday today, whoops

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only reason santa is fake is bc he didn't bring me hatchworth tied up and whimpering

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we MIGHT be back ⁉️

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Hey y'all. I am essentially broke and need money to pay for food for this week. Which is why I've opened these handy dandy adoptables! They are 15 dollars each. If you are interested, please message me here on Tumblr.

I only take Paypal for payments.

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(Of course, I wanted to ask first before I sent it)

Albert being away on the sea from his s/o for MONTHS and coming home to his s/o masturbating and moaning his name. Albert fucks him roughly and passionately, making sure to leave hickeys all over his body.

IT'S FINALLY DONE. Also, I kinda made this rough but also??? Soft?? I hope you don't mind all too much

CW for masturbation, slight voyeurism, rough sex, and explicit anal sex

Albert let out a giant groan of relief, tossing his bag to the side and inhaling deeply. Yep, it smelt like home. He had been stationed on a ship for almost half a year and his body ached for the familiarity of his house. He didn’t mind being stationed on the ship, mind you, but he minded being away from you for so long.

He had missed everything about you. Your eyes, your skin, the way you talked, everything. Of course, on lonely nights when he was alone in his cabin, he lusted for you. He lusted for your talented mouth, your perfect body, your lewdly perfect hole and cock… all of it. He was a weak man- spending so much time away from you had made his skin tingle with want, and soon once a week solo sessions turned into once a day and then once every few hours… yeah.

The first thing that he had planned to do when he got home was make you and himself some food, but you weren’t in his and your shared living room, strangely, so he just plucked an apple out of his pack and bit into it. He had managed to secure a nice little home for the both of you, secluded enough that you didn’t run the risk of discovery but near enough to civilization that it wasn’t a hassle to go into town. There was also the added bonus where you two could be as loud as you wanted.

He was snapped out of his mind and his thoughtful chewing when he heard something creak upstairs, along with something that sounded like you making a noise of some sort. He set his half-eaten apple down on the table and got to his feet, curious. What were you doing upstairs so early in the day?

He slowly and quietly made his way up the stairs and to the bedroom, carefully manoeuvring around that one squeaky floorboard that he always missed and you always stepped on. He slowly opened the bedroom door and had to take a second to piece his mind back together. There you were, dressed in only one of the old navy jackets he had left behind, your back pressed against the bed as you slowly stroked your cock. Your face was flushed and your breaths were deep, hitching every time you went a little faster or slower. You had your nose pressed into the collar of the coat, inhaling deeply every few seconds to catch a whiff of whatever scent of his still clung to it.

Albert was shell shocked and also, unsurprisingly, desperately horny. Your hand sped up a bit and you moaned, biting your lip and pulling his coat farther over your body. “Ohh, Albert~” You moaned, your breathing getting quicker the faster your hand went.

Albert's heart soared and most of the blood in his body rushed south. You were moaning for him. You twisted your hand in a way that made you let out a cry, your back arching up off of the bed and your head thrown back into the sheets. "Ahhh~ Oh, Albert, yes~!" You moaned, your eyes closed in ecstacy.

Albert swallowed, desperately trying to control himself. He wanted to throw himself onto you and show you how much he loved you, especially how much he loved you right now, but he held himself back. That would probably not be the best thing to do after being away for so long. Instead, he slowly pulled the door closed and brushed himself off, trying to make himself look presentable. Then, he knocked on the door. "Y/N? Are you in there?" He asked, surprised at how rough his voice had turned.

There was about half a beat of silence before you tugged the door open, your face flushed dark and his coat buttoned, effectively hiding your body from him. He mentally mourned the loss until you pulled him into a kiss, mashing your lips against his. He let out a small noise of surprise before quickly getting into the rhythm of the kiss, pulling your body flush against his and backing you back into the bedroom.

He toppled the both of you onto the bed, still kissing the ever-living daylights out of you. "So… what did you do… while I was gone?" He said in between kisses, one hand moving to cup your cheek while the other travelled down to caress your waist. He ignored the growing urge to flip you over and fuck you until you couldn’t see. He wasn’t going to be rough with you this soon after returning unless you asked for it.

"Not much," You replied shortly, pulling him into a deep kiss. Your lips were heaven and your mouth even better.

He pulled your waist up to meet his and you moaned, your mouth falling open as your erection met his. "I can see you've been… entertaining yourself," Albert chuckled, his eyes dark with lust.

You bit your lip, gently rocking your hips against his and whimpering at the feeling. Albert had to keep himself from moaning, both from the friction and the sight of you grinding up into him. "I-I missed you," You murmured, running your hand underneath his shirt and up his chest.

Albert chuckled, pressing his lips against your neck and sucking gently. “I could tell…” He hummed, slipping his hand beneath your (no, his) coat and gently caressing your dick.

You let out a gasp, your eyes fluttering closed. “Ohhh, please~ Please, it’s been too long since you fucked me, please,” You groaned, your hips jerking a bit into his hand.

Albert nodded, his kisses quickly turning rough. He was losing the battle to stay gentle and, to be honest, he didn’t care all too much. He bit down and you let out a cry, your hand grasping the sheets tightly as his hand moved to grip your thigh. “It’s been far too long,” Albert agreed.

Within seconds, he had stripped his clothes off and thrown them haphazardly somewhere in the room before he returned to biting hickeys up and down your neck, all tenderness from before replaced with an almost animalistic desperation. He hurriedly unbuttoned his coat on you, almost ripping the fabric as he yanked it open so he could trail a line of hickeys down your chest. You moved to take the garment off, but he stopped you. “You look so nice in it…” Was all that he said, his tone low against your chest.

You somehow blushed even darker before tugging it back on, your hands travelling to rest on his head and pull him closer to yourself. He wrapped your legs around his waist, still biting hickeys onto your chest and neck. You could feel his cock pressed between your legs, teasing that sensitive strip of skin between your legs and behind your cock, bringing a whimper from your mouth. “A-Albert…” You moaned, biting your lip as your eyes fluttered closed.

He groaned, his hips rolling forward into yours to alleviate some of that need that had started building up the second he had seen you. He bit down particularly hard, making you cry out. "So fucking handsome… and all for me…" He murmured, his hand smoothing over your chest while the other moved to rest on your thigh.

You nodded breathlessly, your eyes lidded and your face alight. That hickey would be darker than the others and better seen, as it was just below your jaw. There was no doubt Albert knew that, though. He was marking what was his. Your heart thumped louder in your chest, bringing even more blood rushing to your face and dick.

“Do you still have oil? Or did you use all that up?” Albert hummed, his tone teasing as his breath ghosted across your neck.

“J-Just got a new bottle,” You replied, somewhat bashful.

Albert paused for a second, looking up at you with an indecipherable look in his eyes. Then he kissed you, his mouth hot against yours as the movement forced you back against the bed. “I… love you… so… fucking… much…” He groaned against your mouth each time you paused for air.

You nodded, kissing back just as desperately. Albert leaned back to grab the bottle of lube you had on your bedside table and you let out a noise of dissatisfaction, upset at the loss of stimulation. “Just be patient, love~ You'll get me back soon,” Albert hummed, pouring some of the lube onto his fingers and rubbing them together to get the lube at least slightly warm.

“I’ve been patient for half a year, Albert. I’m not looking to be patient for much longer,” You said grumpily, squeezing his waist with your thighs.

Albert hummed and bent back down to kiss and bite at your collarbone, his now-slick fingers pressing against your hole. He slipped a finger inside and you gasped, unused to the feeling. You hadn’t found the time to properly finger your ass while he was gone- you always found work to do or had to go into town for something. The most energy for sexual pleasure you could usually muster up was enough for a handjob and that was it. The feeling of his finger in your ass was a bit foreign, but all too welcome.

You whimpered as he added another and started to stretch you, almost finger-fucking you but not quite. “A-Albert, please just f-fuck me,” You groaned, craving more.

“Thank fuck you said that, I wasn’t sure I could wait any longer,” Albert said, quickly drawing his fingers out.

You groaned at the loss and propped yourself up on your elbows as Albert sat back on his feet, one of his hands moving to carress your hip while his other one, still slick with oil, wrapped around his cock. You watched him, utterly entranced, as he began to stroke himself, the excess oil on his hand spreading over his cock. He moaned, his eyes fluttering closed and you bit back a helpless whimper.

Albert’s eyes snapped open at your whimper, his eyes shooting instantly to yours. You could see how dilated his irises were, dark with want and need. “I don’t want to wait any longer,” Albert said, his underlying question and intent as clear as day.

You shook your head. “Me neither,” You replied.

Alber leaned down and kissed you deeply, cradling your head with one hand as he guided his cock to your hole with the other. The only preamble you got was the pressure of the tip of his cock against your hole before he slammed the full length of his cock into you, his hips slapping against your ass. “OOOOOOhhhh FUCK Albert!” You almost sobbed, grabbing him and gripping his back like you were dying.

“D-Do you need me to-” “FUCK movemovemovemove please oh please FUCK!” You moaned, throwing your head back as you cut him off.

Albert nodded thoughtlessly, pressing one kiss to your forehead before setting a brutal pace, making your bed shake back and forth with each thrust. You let out either a loud moan or a cry whenever he thrust into you, the missed sensation setting your skin on fire with pleasure. How had you gone so long without this? Surely you would have gone insane without this amazing cock ramming into you daily.

He thrust yet again and hit that ball of white-hot pleasure in you, drawing a scream from your throat. “FUCK DO THAT AGAIN!” You cried, scratching red lines down his back.

Albert nodded, too lost in the sensation of your ass to verbally reply. He continued his fast and hard pace at the specific angle you had requested, making you scream and cry out with each thrust. He panted and moaned against your skin, biting hickeys wherever he could when he could.

You felt that heat building up, burning through your torso and threatening to explode. You never wanted anything more in your life. “Ohhhhhhhhhh yes yes yes yes yes Albert Albert yes yes yes~! Fuck fuck fuck Albert I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum pleaSE ALBERT!” You cried, raking red lines up and down his back. You could worry about that later- you were so close to an edge you hadn’t been properly sent over in half a year.

Albert nodded, increasing his pace and force as much as he could. He was desperately close too; it took all he had not to pull your legs even tighter around his waist and rut into you until he came. He slammed into your prostate one last time and you came, wailing his name as you threw your head back on the bed, your face contorted in ecstasy. Albert came with a moan, pressing his hips as close to your ass as he could as he rode out the waves of his orgasm.

When you both finally came down from your respective orgasmic highs, you were both panting heavily. Your neck and chest were so dark with hickeys that it looked like you had lost a rather tough fight with an angry octopus, the bruises littered up and down your body. “A-Albert?” You asked, your voice a little hoarse from all your loud moaning and cries.

“Yes, Y/N?” He panted, smiling rather goofily at you.

“Do you think I’ll be able to walk normally tomorrow?” You asked, though you were sure you already knew the answer.

“Probably not, dearest,” Albert said, smiling but also looking the tiniest bit sheepish.

“Hmm,” You hummed, finally releasing your iron grip on his back.

He sat up a bit and slowly drew his cock out of you, humming at the tiny bit of overstimulation. You bit back a whimper, your eyes fluttering shut for a split second. “Sorry,” Albert murmured, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“It’s fine,” You replied, kissing back with a soft smile on your lips.

Albert nodded and drew some blankets over you and himself, snuggling up to you with a sigh. “And, now, I am not going to move a muscle for an entire hour,” He announced, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

You cocked an eyebrow. “What about cleaning up?”

“That can wait an hour. I just want to hold you right now,” Albert murmured, smiling softly against your skin.

Seemed more than fair to you. And so the two of you laid there for an hour, relishing in each other’s company and Albert ignoring the fact that he had left a half-eaten apple on the table downstairs.

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thadeus becile please rail me

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writing something ❤️

i should. write something 💔

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could we perchance get a Rex marksley x male reader smut? Maybe he hog ties the reader (with consent ofc) and just goes to town on the man

Very sexy and sweet, hope it's what you wanted!

CW for bondage, cursing, and explicit anal sex. Consent is explicitly stated and confirmed throughout the fic.

Rex slammed the door of his little house open, striding inside with a wide smile. He quickly stripped off his glove and gauntlet, thunking them down on the table. You looked up from your book, your eyes wide with surprise. Rex grinned wider and spread out his arms, saying, “Honey, I’m home!” 

You practically flew out of your chair, almost knocking him down with the sheer force of your hug. “Rex, you scamp! Where in hell’s bells have you been?” You asked, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Rex laughed, pressing a kiss of his own to your cheek. “Off saving people, keepin’ the bad guys in check, yadda yadda. How’s my darling been holding up?” He asked, grinning.

You pouted, a playful look in your eyes. “Not that good. I’ve been missing a certain pair of lips against mine, connected to a certain man, and he’s been gone for so long…” You lamented, swooning dramatically into Rex’s arms.

Rex pouted back, the same playful look in his eyes. “Now, I can’t have that! Tell me who this fella is - I’ll have him hog-tied and ready to kiss at your command,” He said, leaning in close and smirking.

You blushed at the idea. Rex, all tied up and ready for you to use… The daydream warped and then it was you all tied up, Rex leaning over you and running his hands over your body in a positively sinful way. “I think I found the fella I was looking for,” You murmured, your eyes flitting to his lips.

Rex chuckled and kissed you, slow and sweet. Your mind wandered back to your daydream, giving it more structure and detail. Oh yeah, you could see it now. Rex fucking you hard, you unable to move with your limbs bound together. He could reach between your tied-up limbs to pull your head back, muttering absolutely filthy things into your ear as he ploughed into you.

You kissed back, more forceful than Rex. All this daydreaming had made you needy, and you needed Rex. You needed him bad. He'd been away for far too long. He pulled back, chuckling softly. “Is my darling all riled up from me being away for so long?” He hummed, grinning crookedly.

“Shuddup,” You breathed before pulling him back into the kiss, your hungry lips meeting his.

Rex made a small noise of surprise before quickly adapting, kissing back even harder and pulling your body flush against his. He nipped your bottom lip and you whimpered needily. Rex took this advantage to sneak his tongue into your mouth, bending you back as he explored your mouth.

You always loved this part. Rex, for a person who didn’t like snakes, had a tongue that could pass as serpentine. You two had explored each other’s mouths multiple times, but Rex always made it seem like the first time. His tongue seemed to be more and even more talented with each kiss; it was like he practised in a mirror or something!

You let go of his shirt, wrapping your arms around his neck in order to keep yourself from toppling over. Rex shifted to hold you better and his pelvis brushed against yours. You let out a low moan at the small amount of friction against your half-hard cock, your arms tightening.

Rex chuckled yet again, breaking the kiss. “So.. do you… really need me… this bad?” Rex asked, pausing between words to press short kisses to your lips.

“Fuck… yes,” You answered, kissing back.

You then pulled him into a passionate kiss, mashing your mouth up against his and weaving your hands into his hair. He moaned, kissing back just as fiercely as his grip on you tightened. You started grinding against him the best you could, little whimpers dripping out of your mouth and into the kiss.

Rex was moaning as well, grinding back up against you. Each movement sent tiny zings of pleasure up your spine, making your legs shake. Rex pulled away, panting. You were panting as well, your eyes lidded. You could feel his erection rubbing against yours, each heaving breath giving you a bit of teasing friction. “Bed?” Rex asked, one hand already travelling to mess with the buttons of your shirt.

You nodded in agreement. “Bed,” You said.

Rex nodded and hauled you into his arms, carrying you to the bedroom with his lips on yours. You moaned into the kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms back around his neck. Your erections brushed together and you both moaned, flopping down on the bed with a thud. The bedsprings creaked as Rex climbed over you, cupping your face with one hand as he kissed the living daylights out of you.

“Any special requests before we start?” Rex murmured, pressing kisses to your throat as he fiddled with your collar button.

Your mind immediately snapped back to that fantasy, and it seemed even more appealing now than ever. Rex absolutely destroying you while you were hog-tied, unable to do anything and loving it more than life. You moaned at the very thought, nodding in response as you leaned back on your elbows. “What would you like to do?” Rex hummed, lightly nipping at your sensitive skin as he pulled your shirt off, the sleeves pooling around your elbows.

‘U-Um, you re-remember what you we-were talking about earlier? H-Hog-tying?” You stuttered, your face alight.

Rex paused. “Darling, Y/N, I love you more than anything, but you can’t tie rope knots for shit,” He said bluntly.

You let out a breathless giggle, nodding. “Y-Yeah, I know that. I was thinking, m-maybe, ohh…” You trailed off as Rex slipped a hand down to palm your crotch, still nipping at your neck.

“You were thinking…?” Rex prompted, smiling slyly.

“M-Maybe you c-could -ahh- t-tie me up?” You stuttered, trying to talk through the moans and whimpers fighting to come out of your mouth.

Rex paused, his hand hovering over your erection and his lips just an inch away from your pulse. “What an idea… you sure about that?” He asked, his breath hot on your neck. "I'll try anything once, but I want to make sure you're sure."

"I-I'm sure, Rex," You giggled breathlessly. "If I wasn't, I wouldn't've suggested iT-"

You cut youself off with a moan when Rex slipped his hand inside your pants, his fingers wrapping around your dick. "Okay," Rex mumbled, pressing kisses to your face as his other hand moved to the back of your neck, ghosting over your collarbone.

You whimpered, bucking up into his hand to get that delicious, delicious friction. His hand had rough calluses from years of travel, and they felt like heaven. His hand left your dick and you whined, your hands tightening and gripping the sheets. "Patience, darling~" Rex purred, his rough hands ghosting down your arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

He pulled your pants off and smiled slyly, gazing at you appreciatively. Your cock was already hard, flushed a dark colour and leaking pre-cum slightly. “So pretty~” He cooed and you blushed, hiding your face in your hands.

“Shut up…” You mumbled.

Rex smiled and flipped you over in one smooth movement, making you gasp. He pulled your shirt over your wrists and pressed on your back, forcing you against the bed with your hands behind your back. You let out a breathless whimper, holding yourself back from grinding onto the bed. “And why should I? There’s nobody out here but us~” He murmured into your ear, close enough that you could almost feel his smirk.

There was a beat of silence before you felt coarse rope on your wrists, binding them together behind your back. You bit your lip and tried to pull them apart, but to no avail. Rex was one of the best knot tyers you knew- nobody was getting any knot he tied untangled unless he helped. “Second thoughts?” Rex asked.

You could hear the worry in his voice and you shook your head. “N-No, just testing,” You reassured him, looking sideways over your shoulder.

He was still dressed, for some insane reason, but you could see his cock straining against his pants. His pupils were blown wide and he held his rope in one hand, the other pressing down on the small of your back. He looked nervous, probably on your behalf, but there was a look in his eye that you hadn’t seen before. 

It looked like, for the first time since you knew him, he was holding something back. He was biting his lip and was panting heavily, his hips pressing forward slightly into nothing. “Rex? Are-Are you alright?” You asked, somewhat scared.

Rex’s eyes snapped to yours and he grinned, chuckling breathlessly. “N-Nah, I’m fine… It’s just… God, you should see yourself right now, Y/N… you look so good like this… Shit, I’ll have to start tying you up more often,” He said, a look of awe crossing his face.

You bit your lip, your face flushing even darker as you turned your head back. You felt Rex push your ankles together, the excess rope from your wrist bindings wrapping around them and tying them tight. You pulled at them again, both with your feet and wrists, and they didn’t budge. Your feet did move with your hands, though, and it was certainly an… interesting feeling. “Okay, I’m done. Now, are you sure you want to do this?” Rex asked, his voice coming from somewhere behind you.

“Y-Yes…” You said, trying and failing to ignore how turned on you were.

Rex hummed something and you heard him shuffling around, the clink of his belt falling onto the floor and the dull thud of his shirt and pants following. You felt him reach over you and saw him open your bedside drawer, pulling out the vial of oil you two kept for these occasions. “Hmm, there’s only a bit left,” Rex noted.

“Hmm? T-Then I need to get more,” You stuttered, trying to ignore the throbbing of your cock against the sheets.

“Y/N.”

“Y-Yeah?”

“When I left, this was full.”

You closed your eyes and let out a whimper, biting your lip. “Did you really finger yourself that much while I was gone? So many times that you used up all that?” Rex taunted, a bare hand brushing over your thigh.

You nodded, gasping softly. Rex chuckled and you felt him spread your knees apart, settling himself in between them. Then, you felt a slick finger press at your hole. You let out a whimper as he pressed it in, your mouth dropping open. “Too cold?” Rex asked, his voice soft.

“N-No, just… just missed you d-doing this,” You stuttered out, trying to keep your head.

“Ahh, you got tired of your own fingers, hmm?” Rex asked, so obviously smug.

You were going to bite back with your own sharp remark, but Rex pressed another finger into you and you moaned instead, panting heavily. “That’s what I thought…” Rex hummed, starting to pump his fingers in and out of you.

You let out a whine, pressing the side of your face against the sheets as he stretched open your ass. You couldn’t grab the sheets to give yourself something to anchor your mind to or wrap your legs around his waist in a vain effort to get closer; you could only just sit there and take it. You could only sit there and you loved it.

Rex twisted his hand in a specific way, hitting that little ball of stars in you, and you let out a loud moan, arching your back and trying to get closer. “I see you’re just about ready~” Rex hummed.

You nodded quickly, looking back at him with half-lidded eyes. He looked so fucking smug, but he also looked eager. He locked eyes with you and gave you a crooked grin, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He yanked his fingers out and you gasped, both in surprise and pleasure. You felt empty, and you didn’t like it one bit. “Rex~” You groaned, spreading your legs as much as you could.

“Patience, darling~” Rex sang yet again, his cocky smirk evident even in his voice.

You felt the slick tip of his cock press against your hole and you held your breath, all too eager for him to get on with it. Apparently, Rex was just as eager. He slammed into you with no preamble, moaning loudly as he buried his cock deep in your ass. You let out a cry from the sudden stretch, your head rolling back and your eyes shutting tight.

“A-Ah, fuck~” Rex moaned, one hand gripping your hip while he planted the other in the dead center of your back. “S-So fucking good for me~”

You whimpered, your breath quick as you tried your best to adjust to him. It had been about a month since you had last taken him and even with your frequent finger-fucking, you were still unused to his size. “O-Oh fuck, g-give me a second,” You stammered breathily, willing yourself to relax.

“Of co-course, darling,” Rex replied, his voice just as shakey.

You took deep breaths, trying your best to calm down. You didn’t, but you eventually reached a point where you were relaxed enough that you didn’t feel like Rex was splitting you open. “P-Please move,” You gasped softly.

Rex didn’t say anything. The next thing you knew, Rex was ploughing you into the sheets, moaning incoherently. You weren’t any more coherent, your moans loud and every sound pulled from your mouth positively whoreish. “Fuck yes, oh fuck yes,” Rex groaned, his grip on your hip tight enough to leave bruises.

You moaned loudly, your thighs trembling around his waist as he railed you. Each thrust rubbed your cock against the sheets, making you press your face against the bed in a pathetic attempt to let you do something to get your urge to squirm and writhe out. Rex nailed that same ball of stars inside of you and you let out a wail, squeezing your eyes shut as tight as you could. “FUCKFUCKFUCKDOTHATAGAIN!” You sobbed.

Rex obliged and you could swear you were seeing stars with each thrust. “You like that, hm~? You l-like taking my cock~?” Rex groaned, that teasing tone still present even as he wrecked you.

You nodded, moaning and sobbing incoherently as he abused your prostate. You couldn’t do anything; Rex had all the power here and you wouldn’t have it any other way. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes-” You moaned, feeling that hot coiling feeling inside of you building up to an unbearable amount.

“Y-You gonna cum for me?” Rex panted, breathing heavily as his thrusts grew more and more erratic with each passing second.

You nodded, moaning loudly as he pushed you closer and even closer to the edge with each thrust. “D-Do it… cum for me~” Rex moaned, his grip on you tightening.

He slammed into your prostate again and you came with a wail, your hips jerking as you came messily on the sheets. Rex came soon after, moaning low and long as he buried himself impossibly deep into you. You whimpered, feeling his cock twitch inside of you as he slouched over you, doing his best to catch his breath.

“Y-You alright?” Rex asked, his voice light and airy with exertion.

You nodded, panting heavily as you tried to collect yourself. “Y-Yeah… could you untie me?” You asked. As good as the sex was (and the discovery that you and Rex were both super into bondage), you were beginning to cramp.

“Y-Yeah, I got you,” Rex said soothingly.

He slid his cock out of you and started untying you, doing your feet first and then getting to your hands. Without the rope to hold you up, you slumped into the sheets like a limp bag of rocks. “Fuuuuuck~” You groaned, both in residual pleasure from your orgasm and in relief that the cramps that had been developing disappeared.

“There you go, Darling~” Rex crooned, tossing the rope to the side and snuggling up beside you. “How was it?”

“G-Good… but I feel like I’m going to pass out…” You said, your words slow.

It was true- your eyes were heavy and so were your limbs. Apparently, Rex being away for a month had greatly depleted your stamina. “My poor baby~” Rex cooed, pulling you close to him and pressing a kiss to your head.

You let out a content hum, snuggling into him. You didn’t feel like leaving his arms- you were too comfy. You could always clean up later.

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Heated Argument

!! DO NOT INTERACT IF UNDER 18, THIS IS AN NSFW BLOG AND WORK !! Pairing: Peter Walter I x Thadeus Becile Summary: Peter gets into a heated argument with his fellow Cavalcadium member Thadeus, and it turns into a direction neither one of them had expected. Genre: Smut Word Count: 1,968 Warnings: Spanking, degredation, ftm Trans Peter, angst if you squint(?), slight dubcon? (not much, but everything becomes consensual in this dw), slight ooc? idk these characters too well, cum on skin, silly behavior, mentions of aftercare but no actual aftercare written (idk if i need other stuff to warn ab im sorry) a/n: Sorry if it isn't that good, I am an english speaker but im not so good at words if that makes sense haha, this is my first fic in many many years and my first ever fic on tumblr! I hope you enjoy it! Got the idea from my s/o

Quickened footsteps reached the Cherrywood door. The bronze nameplate donning an all too familiar name to the man Peter. 'Thadeus Becile', spelled out in Mammoth font. 'Simplistic, just like this big numbskull of a brute,' he thought to himself before knocking on the door with a bit of an attitude. "Becile, I know you're in here, it is almost noontide and I know you do not excuse yourself for lunch until an hour past!" His bony hand swung open the door, his blue eyes immediately landing on the larger man's form as he seemed to be stacking papers onto his cocolobo desk. "Stalking now are we, Walter?" His head slightly turning, his viridescent eyes scanning the emotion onto the more frail-looking gentleman's face. "I hardly call it stalking!" He scoffed at him before making his way fully into the room, letting the door close behind him as he heard the gentle click of it sealing shut.

"Then what would you call it?" He asked curiously, the last of the papers neatly organized on the corner, finally turning his body to him, a sign saying 'You have my full attention, do not waste it.' "I call it simple observation! You're practically in here 24/7 so it's easy to notice when you finally leave your little nest!" A sigh left the shorter of the two's lips, his glasses slipping enough for him to pinch his bridge. He was getting agitated at him already. A new record for Peter, the first of his name!

"Do you really wish to argue again?" He asked the only other person in the room. "I actually wanted to bring that up! You shouldn't have walked away in the middle of our conversation earlier, Becile, it is ill-mannered!" "Ill-Mannered? So you would just have preferred for me to heel in that spot like some sort of trained work dog as you spew the insults at me that I hear from you like clockwork?" "Oh come now! It was not insult-" Thadeus cut him off with a raise of his hand, walking closer to him. "You do not get to tell me what I do or do not take offense to, Walter. I do not even remember what we had squabbled about before you had so rudely entered my room without my permission, and I do not wish to continue to do so!" "Oh come on now, Becile, you're acting like a child."

Thadeus froze in place. 'A child?' He thought to himself. He could feel his hand tighten up into a ball. 'Me, a child?' His eyes widened a bit, now focused on Peter's eyes, practically boring a hole in them. "Walter, you are the actual child here. I am not trying to start another disagreement with you, but here you are, unknowingly instigating one!" He grabbed his wrist, Peter looking down in surprise. "I'll show you who the real child is, and I can guarantee right now that it is you." Walking over to his desk, with one big swipe, his arm knocked off all of the objects onto the rug.

"Oh come now- see? Only children throw a fit like th- Wh- HEY!"

Peter felt his front press against the cool wood of his workspace, the sizeable man still behind him. You can cut the tension in the air with a butcher's knife. Swallowing, he tried to get up but felt the warmth of a hand keeping him in place upon the board. "Let me up! This isn't funny!" He wriggled underneath his hand, feeling how Thadeus is placing a good amount of pressure on it to keep him there. "Oh come now, Walter, you're acting like a child." He enunciated the last word more clearly than the others. Peter sent a glare his way before his head shot forward again, his mouth agape and his eyes wide as he just felt the other large hand smack his rear.

Did- did Thadeus really just spank him??

"What the he- Oh fuck!" He yelped out as he continued to feel his ass getting smacked repeatedly by him. 'He's taking this too far!' He thought, squeezing his thighs together lightly as he looked away from him. Thadeus was too distracted with giving his 'friend' a punishment he thought he deserved. As the hits continued, Peter felt a warmth all too familiar. 'Oh god, I can't believe out of any situation, being bent over this asshat's desk and being spanked feel's so-' his own thinking was interrupted by a moan escaping past his lips. Quickly, his hands fled to his face, covering his mouth as he was frozen in fear, and riddled with embarrassment.

"Walter, are...are you enjoying this??"

"Shut up! I am not enjoying this you perverted- mmmm fuck!" He couldn't complete his sentence as Thadeus had delivered another smack to him. "You are! Oh my god!" A deep chuckle rumbled from the man backing him. Peter whipped around to face him but felt lifted up, his back touching his front, an arm around his torso to hold him up so he wouldn't lose balance. "What are you- ah!" His hands gripped the sleeves on his upper arms as he felt his other hand messing with his folds. During the moments in the past seconds, Peter was somehow too distracted to feel his hand sneak down into his trousers. "Can't believe you're getting off to this. Your cunt is practically crying for me to touch it." Thadeus whispered into his ear, earning a barely audible whimper from him. Peter wiggled his hips a bit as soon as Thad had found his clit, gently toying with the button.

"Want me to touch your weeping cunt some more, Peter?" He asked, slowly removing his arm around him to grasp his chin, turning his face towards his to see the delectable expression he adorned upon his features. A nod was all he could muster since embarrassment had him tongue-tied. "Alright, I'll give you what you want, even though you've been a brat." He mumbled as his hands went to work. Peter felt his pants pool around his ankles as he was slowly stripped bare. Thadeus was working his fingers into him, preparing him in case he was going to beg for him to place his manhood within his cavern.

Peter couldn't believe this, this situation! He was glad that each room was soundproof so he couldn't have what he called his reputation to be ruined by this event. The only noise filling his ears was his slick and his weak moans. Thadeus spoke up. "For someone who hypes themselves up to become a big shot, you can easily melt in the literal palm of my hand, Peter." Oh. Oh. Oh. Peter enjoyed the way his name rolled off his tongue in that sort of manner. "Becile-" His fingers slowed down, to his lament. "Call me by my first name, Peter, I did that for you didn't I?" He cooed, making him practically melt in his touch even more.

"Thadeus, I don't mean to sound desperate but-"

Thadeus let a grunt escape his mouth, damn, he liked toying with him like this. "Say it, give me permission."

"Just fuck me, I can practically feel your cock rubbing against my ass."

Thadeus chuckled, undoing the buttons on his lab coat before practically ripping it off of him as he wanted to see Peter naked in all of his glory. "Lay down on the desk, Peter, on your back-" "With my back problems? Yeah okay like that's gonna bode well for me-" "Just trust me, Peter, I actually know aftercare so it won't be a problem after." He huffed. He only slightly obeyed and sat upon the desk, his foot going to prod Thadeus within his gut. "How come I'm the only one naked? You're still fully clothed!" "Quit you're whining. I'm getting there."

Peter hushed himself as he watched him strip off his clothes slowly, his torso now exposed to the cool air of the room. "Happy?" He asked, his brow slightly furrowed. Peter bit his lip a bit. "Actually yeah, I do-" "Good now you can stop you're whining." "So grumpy, and right before you're about to have sex-" Thadeus grabbed his ankle, gently yanking him forward his back now actually on the desk. He couldn't see it but could hear his belt being undone, then the sound of cloth hitting the rug had let him know that Thadeus was now also almost completely naked.

"Gonna fuck that attitude out of you." Lining himself up, he was slowly sliding into his heat, grunting a small bit at how warm and wet he was from a short time. Peter covered his mouth, looking down at where their bodies met. He couldn't believe the situation he had gotten into, and all because of a stupid spanking! Thadeus couldn't believe it either, how this situation turned from an argument into basic hate fucking! He tested the waters with a small thrust and Peter whined. Snapping his head up, he looked at him, having a small smirk sketched onto his face.

"I'm not surprised that you're a whore like this, you can already take me with barely any preparation- bloody hell! Your pussy was drooling like a starving dog on my fingers when I had paid it the bare minimum of attention. Such a fucking whore." "I'll be your whore if you just fuck me already and stop with the 'I'm better than you talk.'" Thadeus slightly grits his teeth at this. "You are in no position to speak like that to me, Walter!" While speaking his name, he gave his cunt a hard thrust, making the man whine at this, enjoying how Thadeus filled up his pretty little hole.

"Quiet now are we?" he questioned, grabbing his legs and hoisting them over his shoulders as he continued to piston himself in and out of his acquaintance at a normal speed. Peter was enjoying every bit of this, letting out little moans when he was feeling him rubbing deliciously his gummy walls. "Big talk and you're- hah- you're fucking me like- mm- this?" He asked the bigger man, taunting him with brat bait, luckily for him, he took it. "Shut up." He spat at him and began to thrust harder. The harder thrusts reached deeper and- THERE!

Peter let out a loud moan, Thadeus knew what this meant, he had hit the sweet spot. "You like that, Peter?" He asked, and all the twink could mutter was 'Mm- uh-uh! There!' His wish was his command He began to snap his hips so he could hit directly there each time. All Peter could do now was a sad attempt to wiggle his hips and non-verbal affirmations of pleasure. Soon he began to clamp down on him, causing a groan of pleasure to come out, louder than before. Peter smirked at this, happy he could have him moan like that before feeling his hips stutter. Both of them were close. "I'm- ah- cumming!" Was all Peter could say before coming undone on his cock, his thighs trembling and his pussy spasming on him. "As am I- nh-" He pulled out, cumming on his stomach.

They were both panting from this. Peter placed his fingers on the sperm that painted his skin white, bringing it up to his lips to taste it. Thadeus' face flushed a bright pink. "What do you think you're doing?!" He questioned in a panicked tone. "It's bitter-" "Of course it is bitter! It's sperm! It is not going to taste sweet!" "People who eat a lot of meat have sweet cum so I thought you would." Thadeus took off his glasses and wiped the sweat from his brow. "It is bitter from the tea I drink." "Ha. British."

"Shut up, Walter."

a/n: Yay! I hope it came out good, I am not usually good at words and I tried hard on this to make it good! It was an idea from my lovely s/o @bustedpumpkins !

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oh woe ist me, horny for peter walter vi... headcanons maybe?

Peter Walter VI NSFW HCS

a/n: bro im gonna write him to be so downbad, a certain friend of mine who is a lover of peter 6 Is not gonna be able to look at me the same way ever again if they somehow get their hands on this post !! DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY ACC OR WORKS IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 !! Warning: unspecified gender of reader, footjob, puppy play, threesome, toy use, virgin!peter, collar and leash, vibrating cock ring, praise, kissing, panty stealing pervert, narrarator being a pervert (ofc), masturbation, him being insecure about his face, mild comfort, mild scent stuff, pegging, ear licking, rimming, rope play, edging

this boy is a virgin when you first meet him, there is no way this dude got bitches previously before you saw his dork ass and went "there's no way I CANT suck his cock"

during your first time with him, he isn't that good at it but its so cute about how needy he is about you

"Can I touch here, please??" "Oh god you feel so good-" "I wanna cum- please-" "love you s'much!!"

Chest or no chest, he will always nuzzle his face against your chest, loving how you smell and how warm you are when you're so snug around his cock

this man is a switch but yet still is a bottom both ways, he loves slipping his cock into you and greedily humping away like there is no tomorrow as he's groping the fat of your thighs and ass, but he also loves taking it up his ass!

around the 10th time you both got naughty with eachother, you were holding a vibrating bullet against the head of his cock, making him whimper and whine, then you had began to rim him, which really did make him surprised but he really loved the sensation

"oh goodness- what're you doing- OH! Oh fuck that- mmmm!!"

when you really got into playing with his cute lil butt, fingering, eating his ass, etc etc, he got so needy and began to beg for more fingers, but his face (if you could see it) glowed red with embarrassment

it was small but still it was bigger than your fingers, and he just never expected you to even offer that up

when you were rubbing around his muscle-ring, he was so embarrassed, even more embarrassed when you stuck your tongue in!

when slipped in, and fully adjusted- bam! there goes the vibration function and he began to grind his cock against you, enjoyin' all these new sensations from his one and only~

He loves it when you're a bit rough with him, even tying his hands behind his back and grabbing the rope, giving it to him either with your own dick or a strap-on.

When involving rope play, one of his activities he likes to do when your stressed is to be tied up but still have enough room to ride on a toy of your choice as you give him praise for being such a good boy~

isn't he your good boy~??

oh yes he is!!

through your praise he has discovered he loves it so much during sex that he can easily cum from your voice, then in his spare time, researching what other ways to get more pleasure from that-

a box filled with puppy play items comes from his hands into yours!

he loves wagging the tail in his ass for you, whimpering and letting out pathetic barks as you whisper in his ear how much he means to you, occasionally licking and nibbling his ear to drive his sensations wild.

"Oh fuck- master- im your good boy! please pet my cock more!!"

When he has been naughty boy, he doesn't like degradation, he doesn't like to feel bad about himself like that-

but he loves edging

he's tied up as usual, his cock leaking and in a vibrating cock ring, your foot pressing down on his leaking member-

oh fuck both of you love it!

how did he become such a naughty boy you ask? by stealing your underwear and using it to get himself off, imagining if it was you right there to bring him to completion, to get him to cum on your hand!

he's so down bad for you he would even let you walk him around on all fours, leash and collar!

he has actually let you do that before- to be fair it was Lorraine's idea but- it was such a good idea that you just couldn't refuse~

lorraine-

LORRAINE

she loves giving you ideas that you and peter 6 just had to ask her for a threesome

and of course she said yes

she surprisingly likes taking charge, taking peter from behind, hand full of his hair (gently of course), rubbing his face against your junk as he is slobbering all over it, saying how tasty you are~

this of course means he had to take his mask off fully. he was anxious that you wouldn't find his scars appealing or attractive.

after a couple of praises, holding him, kissing his hair and face, he melted against you, knowing you really do like him <33

a/n: there was so much more i wanted to do but it would be too much </33, I love this silly mf sm bro!!! I AM BACKKKKK

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please hear me out please please listen

im one of those freaks whos attracted to hatchworth

personal opinion, he is the kinkiest robot. i imagine he seems all sweet & kind until he’s got you completely tied up, calling you darling & messing with you with whatever toys you consented to until you’re begging him to fuck you

Of course (everyone point and laugh at the freak /j)

He's a total sweetheart, but he can be absolutely cruel at times. You can't count how many times he's edged you for literal hours, listening intently for the exact moment when your brain breaks and you can't help but sob for him to let you cum. He's very fond of pet names like "Darling", "Sweetheart", "Sweetie-Pie", "Little Slut" and all those fun things.

Also, he literally has that hatch that's a literal portal to various assorted universes. You bet your ass that he can access a universe with a fuckton of sex toys whenever he wants to. No more hiding dildos in the closet or under your bed in a surprisingly clean shoebox! He can pull out a dildo of any size, a bottle of lube, a vibrator, whatever whenever he wants.

Back to my earlier point, he loves watching you. He's so fascinated by humans' resilience, how you can last longer one day than you can another. He also likes seeing how you express your emotions; how your face twists when you're needy, how you look when you're desperate for him to do something after too much teasing, and the amazing face you make when you orgasm. You probably don't know it, but he has a special folder in his mind for his memories of having sex with you, each expression carefully filed under a subfolder that matches.

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GET CATCHY!

My own very first SPG fanart! Eat your heart out Hatchy fangirls! :3 … if there are any… The Spine most likely stole them all! XD Damn you, Spine and your scorching hotness!