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For the eggplant: 15, 18, 20, 29. Throw words at me

Okay Vee I didn't read the questions before posting the thing and now I'm just like oh holy shit some of these actually require thought lmao

15. Their Biggest Sexual Desire?

Zed: Primarily just being in control. That and very literally milking Candler for all he's worth. Breeding kink stuff.

Candler: Getting throttled like a ragdoll. Zed won't do it, though.

18. What Do They Think About When Masturbating?

Zed: Getting bred repeatedly, cumflation, overall just being full in some way like that. Impregnating Candler instead. He's got a one-track mind even when it's not mating season.

Candler: Literally anything with Zed, he'll flip between various fantasies and scenarios, some impossible and some not.

20. What's Their Favourite Thing to Do Sex-Wise?

Zed: When not going after something specific? Cuddling while locked together. It's just nice and intimate. And then there's cumming into each other lol

Candler: Submitting. He wants ruined so bad.

29. Wild-Card - Give A Fun Fact!

Zed: Also likes stuffing a whole lot. It can get him really going. He can get fucking mean about it. He likes to see Candler full so bad. And Zed's a voyeur, which includes that, so he'll hide around corners just to try and catch Candler stealing food from the fridge or drinking straight from the milk carton.

Candler: Since he used to be a stripper, he knows some moves and dances specifically from that genre of entertainment. He's also a masochist though Zed won't entertain much beyond spanking, pinching, hair pulling, etc - minor stuff that doesn't really hurt. Well, except forrrr overstimulation.

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I love finding dumb shirts that Candler would wear lmao

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Etsy does nothing but test me.

gay dumbass shit candler would wear lmfao

Fruity / rainbow shorts with backside skirt

holo pride heart / Big Queer Energy

tie-dye with stripes / pride heart titties

S*x Toy / Disco Daddy

Homo / Love

Himbo

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gay dumbass shit candler would wear lmfao

Fruity / rainbow shorts with backside skirt

holo pride heart / Big Queer Energy

tie-dye with stripes / pride heart titties

S*x Toy / Disco Daddy

Homo / Love

Himbo

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what is appropriate male wedding attire in your opinion

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Rubbing a subs bulge through their underwear cooing how cute it is that they’re all needy for you as you softly stroke them, the sensation of your hand dulled by the fabric making them whine and plead for more just proving your point as to how cute they are

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one of the things my little brother and i do to each other is announce our presence by yelling HEWWO??? whenever we get home but. this has now caused our dad to also, upon getting home from work, throw the door open and yell. in the daddest voice possible. HEWWO???

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You've been visited by the random OC question fairy! :D ~☆

What does your character most regret? Even if it would change who and where they are now, would they travel back in time and change what they regret? Why or why not?

Ohh this is a cute concept for a blog! thank you

I’ll just go with zed and candler like usual.

Zed probably most regrets his naivety when he was younger which ultimately led his sister to take advantage of him and abuse him.

Candler probably most regrets running away from home as not having a place to go back to and people who supported him caused him to slide further into... really, really bad problems. 

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*pounding on the table* CANDLER IN BOOB WINDOW! CANDLER IN BOOB WINDOW!

i think more male characters should have a little boob window actually

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cake candler orders from zed to try and drop a hint

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nsfw warning

He popped something small and spongy into my mouth. I happened to glance over and read the label on the over-full box he was holding expertly in his other hand: “Treats for Tricks”. With the wide, excited grin on his face as he loomed over me, I knew exactly what was coming.

“Eat, eat!”

We had been simply snuggling and slobbering on each other, getting handsy but not yet doing anything. Foreplay, lovey-dovey foreplay. So when he finally sat up and placed himself between my legs, I thought it was time. But instead, he simply pulled this box out of nowhere. 

Here I was believing he was just being the usual affectionate when he pulled me into bed, but he had a bigger plan all along.

As I had another cake-like thing stuffed into my mouth, I thought it was kind of funny how he used to get so mad at me for “forcing” these things on him. They were well-laced with a patented aphrodisiac that could turn you crazy if you ate enough. But was it my fault his love of chocolate made him do just that before he read where it came from?

Now, it was apparently my turn. 

A donut down this time, then some candies. I could start to taste the alcohol they had mixed into their recipe. He held up a cup of what appeared to be chocolate milk, but I couldn’t help but notice the same label on it.  

“R-really?” I asked, taking the straw.

“They just started making these, and I wouldn’t want my good boy to choke as I stuff him full!”

I was silenced by more soft treats. Vanillas, chocolates, some strawberry here and there. He began rubbing my stomach eagerly, as if he couldn’t wait for me to start ballooning up. 

He was almost shoving things into my mouth right now, hardly allowing me the time to finish each piece. My cheeks puffed a bit and he caressed them while biting his lip. I couldn’t help but give a soft, whimpering sigh as he did so, feeling very warm. Have I already gotten so many in me? I reached down to touch myself.

“Ah, who said you could?” he said, taking my hand.

I tried to whine his name in protest through my mouthful but, of course, couldn’t. He let go of my hand and patted my stomach a bit in a few places. I was feeling a bit sluggish, and he nodded a few times.

“No, no, we’re gonna need some more in you yet,” he said cheerfully. “If you really can’t wait, you’re allowed to play with your other plump bits.” He groped my balls to make it clear what he meant. 

I nodded pathetically, and did as I was told as he pushed more and more food down my neck.

But there’s only so much ball-playing you can do. My fingers were shaking as I was aching to beat off like a… a… fuck, I don’t know! My brain was going numb as he was shoving his fingers in my mouth, making me lick them and pulling on my lips and jaw. I could feel the precum dribbling on my stomach. This was too much! 

“Zed…” I whined, after gulping more milk. “Please…”

“Hmm…” he hummed pleasantly, tracing a finger around my stomach. He could barely contain his smile. I knew I hadn’t really bloated up too much, what with them being small sweets and all, but they were so full of that horny shit that I dying to be fucked. 

He stuck his fingers in my mouth again. I sucked and slid my tongue around them eagerly, breathing shakily. I’d be happy if he just fucked my face. I wanted something done to me!  

“Fuck me…” I whispered as he took his fingers away. 

Instead, he pinched at my nipples, and then at my stomach.

“Aw, you’re a good boy, Marcellus.” His tone was still so… hypnotically cheerful.

He sat back, causing me to sit up in confusion.

“Roll over,” he said, smirking. 

I immediately got lightheadedly giddy and quickly presented my ass to him. “Yes, god, yes, please, yes, Zed, yes!!” I babbled, swinging my tail. 

“Ah ah!” he said, and slid the box in front of me. “Keep eating.”

I hesitated, weirdly getting embarrassed. “I… I’m not a dog…” I mumbled over my shoulder. I may do puppy play, but this kind of felt like a bit much.

“But you’re my good boy, right? A good boy needs all his energy for what I’m about to do to him.” He leaned forward and ruffled my hair, while pushing down on my shoulders, forcing me to my elbows, with one arm on each side of the box.

The display of dominance made my heart skip. 

“And, uh… well,” he started, a surprising hint of nervousness in his voice, “I-I want… to pretend that it’s, uh, me filling you up.” He chuckled awkwardly and patted my stomach.

I smiled, tilting my head in defeat.

I could feel him applying the lube to both of us as I dipped my head into the box and tried to select something. He scratched my head before sitting back and aggressively shoving into me, causing me to gasp out and lose some half-chewed food. He giggled and ground against me, causing me to moan his name again. He gently stroked the base of my tail, before taking it in hand and flipping it over my back. 

Dominance! I shuddered. Tail things could be so tricky, but the way he held me like this felt so good. I couldn’t help but twine myself around his arm as he quickly began roughly fucking me. My body felt electric and I crumpled the corners of the box with my fingers. At times he would slam into me hard enough to make me gasp out and lose my food again, which seemed to very much turn him on. 

“Cum on it, Marcellus!” he demanded, spanking me and stepping it up. “That’s how you say it, huh? Yeah? Cum on it?!”

“Mmhmm!” I moaned, my face buried in crumbs and smashed food, my eyes squeezed shut from concentrating in holding off. Finally! I let out a longwinded groan and several puffs of muffled pleasure, and fought the urge to completely thrash about, but I did squirm and buck a bit, clenching my tail around his arm.

I could also feel that he was about to cum as he gripped me and panted. Maybe that’s why he was demanding. He spanked me again, harder this time, and pulled my tail to push deeper inside of me. I could feel him throbbing in my asshole, as he called out and squeaked cutely.   

He slowed down to a much more purposeful push, sliding my tail out of his hand like a silk tie so he could lean forward. He humped against me in a much more cuddly motion, feeling my slightly-bulging stomach as he did so. 

“Full of me, huh? Huh??” he whispered, petting my belly. He then tucked his hands into my hips, picking his pace up again. “Oh, ohhh Marcellus, I want to… stuff you like… a cream puff…” he moaned.  

I realized he might be busy with me longer than this box was going to last.

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zed, seeing the first set: aw, so cute, we should get them candler, visualizing the second and assuming things: haha kinky zed: zed: absolutely GET that OUT of your head and NEVERMIND

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this is just zed even before he was mother of 2

catch me in target lusting after kitchenware like a 45 year old mother of three

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Not going to say it’s true, but it’s true.

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this is candler initially trying to hit on zed

Credit: @jackthepoolboy

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America’s Next Top Bottom

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nsfw warning

“Oh god, it’s so big!” he cried out as I completely entered him.

I hesitated. “Is-is it too big? Do you need me to–”

“No, no, it’s… it’s wonderful!” he moaned loudly. “It’s so~o good! But… but wait, do-don’t do… just… just let me…. I… I…mmm…”

He had tucked a hand under himself and I could tell he was jerking off feverishly, and he began panting in no time.

“Wait, Zed, hold on,” I said, pulling out gently, but he still gave a shuddering gasp as I did so. “If you get on top,” I explained when he looked back at me with a very frustrated look on his face, “it will be easier to jack off that way, ya know?”

His eyes brightened instantly, and I flopped on the bed on my back, patting my thighs eagerly for him to mount up.

He looked a little unsure for only a second, before positioning himself and sliding down my enhanced cock.

It was our thickest cock sleeve yet, and watching it split him was an amazing sight. I’d love to turn on the vibration or be allowed to fuck him myself, or both, but I knew he had to take his time to get used to the size. With the flexibility of the toy, though, I could somewhat feel him squeeze.

“Oh, baby,” I whispered when he finally rested on me.

“Hhhaa… haha… hahaha, oh-oh it’s… it’s wonderful!” he moaned, grinding down a little. He ran his hands down his body for a moment, then began jacking off again. He leaned forward a bit and braced himself with his other hand, stroking wildly and grinding lightly some more. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, oh Marcellus, yes, yes, yes, yes…” he huffed heatedly.

“That’s right, babe, cum all over me…” I cooed, taking my hand and holding the side of his face, which he leaned into with a whine of my name. He was starting to shudder, and I knew it wouldn’t be long now.

“Ah-AH! AH! MAR-MMMARCELLUS!!!” he cried out, and indeed came all over my chest and stomach. He didn’t stop beating off right away, though, causing him to squeak and squeal some more before he finally let go, placing both hands on me. Cum and fluid dripped from his trembling red cock, as he gasped for air. 

“Ohhh, dirty boy…” I pet him lovingly, my own dick twitching inside him from his pussy’s squeezing and jerking. I didn’t say anything about starting the “real” work yet, though.

He gave breathy chuckles as his breath came under control, and began more earnestly rocking, though slowly.

Oh, we’re almost there! Excitement coursed through me as he re-positioned his legs and started moving more quickly and bouncing harder.

“Marcellus, it’s so big! It’s big, it’s big! Oh, OH! MARCELLUS! Oh, I love you!” he started babbling, like which was typical for me. I couldn’t help but laugh, but it became grunts and gasps as he started bouncing hard enough to creak the bed.

“Z-zed, god… god damn…” I groaned. “Fu-fuck…!”

He grabbed my hands for better balance, roughly riding me. If it wasn’t enough to make me cum, the view was definitely good enough. Seeing him enjoy himself… it was amazing! 

It wasn’t long again before I saw his legs shaking and knew he was either reaching his energy limit or was about to cum…. but I had a surprise for him.

Quickly, I slipped out of his grasp and grabbed him, pulling him toward me, holding him steady. I began thrust up into him rapidly, causing him to cry out.

“MARCELLUS!” he screamed. “AH! AH! AH!! MARCELLUS!!” 

“YEAH, babe, FUCK YEAH, dirty boy, dirty pussy gettin’ STRETCHED!” I snarled, my teeth clenched.

But I suddenly let him go and sit up, snatching the remote and turning on the vibration, before slamming his hips down and my cock up. He squealed and struggled, crying out “oh no! oh no!” - but that wasn’t our signal, so I pinned him firmly on my dick. Spasms, twitching, shrieking, but I was shaking too, giving shuddering breaths as I was about to cum.

I closed my eyes, “Ohhhh FU-FUCK, ZED…!” I huffed as I began to cum. “N-NNGH!”

He let out a steady howl and I felt his hot spunk on me. I had my fingers dug into his hips, not yet finished, letting out gasping grunts and tilting my head back. I was peaking good!

“No more, no more!” I heard him beg, tapping his tails on my legs. “Marcellus, I can’t– No more, please!” 

I immediately released him and he hurriedly pulled himself off, sharply inhaling and falling forward on me, obviously not predicting the sensation of trying to dismount so quickly. I wasn’t quick enough to turn off the vibration to stop another spurt from me, though, likely getting him nice and messy. 

But at last, we were done. We lay there gasping, my dick twitching strongly, our hearts beating together.