Icarus’s Wing

a knight whose helmet acts like a muzzle and his prince(ss) who holds the key, because his duty ends when they say so. they ride his helmet until he's drunk on their scent. mouth agape and desperate to serve, practically begging to worship their highness. praying to every god in existence that he's fulfilled his duty and made them feel good enough for slick to drip through the vents of his visor like sweet ambrosia. only then will he deserve to taste his darling prince(ss). only then will he be worthy to partake in the nectar that would put even the food of the gods to shame.

Shoving my knee between your legs and telling you to get yourself off. I’m not helping you, I’m not moving it for you. You can’t do it yourself or I’m leaving you with no release.

Making fun of another trans guy for having a smaller cock than me. Rubbing our cocks together so he can feel how much bigger mine is.

Owner murmuring “Biiig stretch” as he bullies his cock into my tiny puphole

puppy being collared n leashed by his owner, then fucked over the bathroom sink with the leash pulled taut around owners hand, puppy being forced to look at himself n his owner in the mirror while he gets absolutely wrecked :3 bonus points if puppy's neck is all red n chafed from the collar after but still refusing to take it off because he loves feeling owned<3

Getting filled over and over again, bred enough to feel it sloshing around inside me, to constantly be dripping cum, not ever considering using a condom but in like a chill, not getting pregnant way

yeaaah sorry 😭 degrading me and calling me a freak pervert IS going to make me hump your boot faster

using a clicker every time he cums and then seeing what happens when I use it randomly