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vincent is so nice getting his shit beat continuously by 4 werewolves, 2 unempowered, a stealth, and his fellow vampire saying good game everybody i would’ve showed everyone a real inversion
sighhhhh David putting his jacket on Angel when they are in public so his scent his around them
SIGH David making sure to hug and kiss Angel every time they leave the house to (not subtly at all) make sure they smell like him
SIGHHHHHHH David pulling his spouse to their bed after they get home from work and cuddling up to them, rubbing his face and head all over their neck to get his scent back on them
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Forgive me. This is gender neutral language but I am aware of the eater is normally only used for vaginal oral sex, this post is for either sexual organs as everyone deserves to be munched. Also please be aware none of this is cannon with the BA’s
David: Absolutely. Legs over his shoulders, thighs as ear muffs for hours. Kind of thing if you brat around too much, that is where you end up.
Asher: no. Only because, he is getting ate like a three course meal, with his head down in a pillow and his ass in the air
Milo: THE EATER. You look up the word in the dictionary and it is a picture of Milo Greer. There is in fact yogurt and jello in the fridge and he is eating it without a spoon. Bleached mustache.
Sam: Uses it much more as a foreplay than the main event, if that makes sense. Don’t get me wrong, happy as a clam but he plays a long game and it’s always a start.
Darlin’: yea. Sam’s thighs shake like he ran a marathon
Vincent: yes but lovely in my brain has bad bottom dysmorphia so a lot of their sex does not involve heavy action down there on their part. Vincent’s happy to, just a preference
Porter: not all the time but yeah. I feel like it’s his thing once he knows someone better, he likes it but without the bond there, it actually isn’t fun for him. HOWEVER; treasure uses his face like a chair now. That is their spot
Gavin:….yeah obviously…? Like not to be unoriginal but again yeah. Has a spreader bar to make it easier so FL can’t close their legs at all, also totally edges them using it. Tongue piercing
Lasko: sometimes, but again, this man is in the trenches. I could definitely see him wanting to try it and being really good at it, but his arch is like no other
Damien/Huxley:….we all know. Again, we get to see a lot of the DAMN crews sexual personality from their regular videos so absolutely Huxley is happily holding Dames down. I also see Damien feeling strange around people touching his penis (THIS IS NOT CANNON. THIS IS MY THOUGHTS) so it works out
This is cringey but I had fun thinking about it and I don’t know what a draft is
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8:58pm. Two minutes until Angel said they would be home.
He watched the clock, waiting as the seconds seem to drag by. Dinner was warm in the oven and waiting. The table was set.
David was a worrywart. A part of him always worries when Angel is out alone and driving.
“I’ll always come back to you.” They smile, burying their face in the crook of his neck as he pulled them in for a hug earlier that day.
He trusted them.
But he doesn’t trust everyone else.
Not after…
Tick.
9:00pm. He checked his phone.
9:01pm. Lights lit up the driveway, and the familiar sound of tires on gravel made him smile.
Mate. Home.
Trying to appear nonchalant, he sat on the couch. But all that was for naught as he was at the door when he heard their footsteps, not wanting to waste a single second to have them in his arms.
Angel chuckled, dropping their bag to the floor in favour of wrapping their arms around his neck. They took a deep breath, relaxing against him and letting him take most of their weight.
“Welcome home.”
They smiled, closing their eyes and savouring his warmth in the cold evening.
“I’m home.”
They parted, but David kept them close, hands settling around their waist.
That’s when he noticed Angel’s strained expression. They were smiling, but he could see in their eyes that something was wrong.
He cupped their cheek and ran his thumb over their temple.
Angel sighed. There was no use hiding it.
“Got a migraine halfway through driving.”
David frowned.
“It was okay though. The driving, I mean. I’m just…” they winced.
He pulled them forward and let them bury their face in his chest, drowning the light out.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.” They chuckled softly, rubbing his back.
“I know… but I wish I could do more.”
“You already give me more than enough, Davey.”
He grumbled, something he always did when he didn’t have a proper answer.
They stayed there for a moment, lingering in each other’s arms.
Until Angel sniffed the air.
“…roast chicken?”
David nodded, glad at least they were feeling hungry despite the migraine. He loosened his arms and walked them to the kitchen.
“I had it ready for when you’d come home.”
“Davey…” After everything that happened today, small things like this got Angel in the chest.
“Feel like eating?”
“God, yes!” There was no hesitation in their reply, making David laugh.
David, partially shifting as a joke and when Angel sees him with just ears (they miss the tail somehow) and him making some excuse of how Asher glued fake ears to his head.
They start petting him and saying its cute.
And asher and Milo trying to die in the corner as Daveys tail starts wagging like crazy.
Hullo! Would you, perchance, be willing to write some Gavin nsfw..?
No pressure ofc ✌️
......so... I'm baaaacck haha.
sorry.
But here's Gavin. And extremely late, fuck I'm so sorryyyyy. University does not love me.
(listened to @cudavianka's gavin playlist while writing this hehe.)
nsfw ♡
"You know what's funny," Dear says into the air of their and Lasko's apartment.
Lasko and Gavin shift their attention from the TV, where they were half-paying attention, to the professor. "Hmm?"
Dear narrows their gaze on Gavin. "Lasko has kissed both of us--"
Gavin snickers at the way Lasko's eyes bug out of his head as he splutters in shock. "Wh-where did that come from?"
Gavin smirks at Dear, knowing their little game. "I knowww," he simpers. "Isn't that so unfair?"
Dear nods, mock seriously. "So unfair."
Lasko is just in awe, watching this whole exchange with his jaw slackened.
"Sooo, were you wanting to even the score?" The incubus makes a pretty show of batting his eyelashes at Dear.
"What do you say, Lasko? Are you gonna be fair?" Dear cups Lasko's chin and playfully brushes their lips against their lover's own.
He lets out a shaky breath, but nods anyway, too scared to open his mouth in case a moan slips out instead of actual words.
"Words, baby," Gavin presses a hot kiss against the shell of Lasko's ear. The poor air elemental nearly melts.
"Yeah," his voice wavers as he whispers out, "get even."
"You heard the man," Gavin says to Dear. "Get over here, professor."
Dear can't help but giggle as they get up and make their way to Gavin's lap. Lasko eagerly shifts his whole body on the couch to face the two of them. They don't give him the pleasure of acknowledging him as they begin.
Gavin's hands are planted firmly on Dear's hips as their lips collide... firm lips, hot tongues, heavy breaths, wet mouths... It's euphoric.
"Ah, fuck," Lasko whimpers as he basically leans towards the two melding bodies.
Gavin can't help but let out a little chuckle, therefore allowing Dear to mark his skin with sloppy nibbles down his jaw, down the slope of his neck to his shoulder. Gavin feels his eyes flutter shut at the delicious pain; he finds his fingers digging into their back as he lets his head loll back, wanton moans drifting up to the ceiling.
God, they were good. He basically can't be blamed for rolling his hips up to meet theirs.
The pure pulsing heat of Dear's core meeting Gavin's causes them to drool onto his skin before they urgently return to his mouth.
"Too many clothes," Lasko pants, crawling closer and reaching between the pair. He grabs onto Gavin's cock through his pants, and Gavin bucks harder into his hand. Dear rubs themself on both Gavin's crotch and Lasko's fist, shivering at the difference in textures.
At last, Lasko finds it, the button of Gavin's jeans. He pops it open and pointlessly tries to wriggle the incubus' pants down. Gavin, strong as he is, raises his hips, lifting both himself and Dear up, and he shuffles out of his clothes. Lasko is quick to help Dear take off their pants too.
They take much less time taking off their shirts, and soon it's heated skin against skin as Gavin grinds up into them. Feeling the heavy pulsing cock press into them, Dear knows what had Lasko going back for seconds.
Gavin kisses their shoulders, the delicate action a complete juxtaposition to the merciless thrusts that Gavin is performing downstairs.
"L-Lasko," Dear moans out, their burned-out eyes lock on their boyfriend, "kiss--"
And that's all they need to say before the velvety warmth of his mouth meets theirs. They melt into his mouth and receive three good thrusts before unraveling in Gavin's arms.
With their last ounce of strength, Dear angles Lasko's lips to Gavin, who immediately picks up the mantle. Dear feels Gavin's dick jump inside of them as the two men's sloppy tongues tangle with each other.
Dear helps out, and darkens the marks they already made prior. That's all it takes, and then Gavin shudders, shooting thick ropes of cum up into one of his best friends' partner.
The heavy breathing of the trio slowly settles into playful giggles as the heat of the room fades away.
"Now, we're even," Dear pecks Lasko's and Gavin's cheeks.
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Angel woke up to soft lips on their neck and a pair of arms tightening around their waist. The sun was peeking through the blinds, letting them get a good look at the culprit.
Their mate smiled, that soft, sappy smile he does when he’s still a little sleepy, and Angel felt their heart skip a beat.
“Good morning, Angel.” He gave them a proper kiss on the lips.
Angel moaned into the kiss, mind filled with the taste of his lips and the comfortable pressure of his body on top of theirs. Wrapping their arms around his neck, they brought him in closer, deepening the kiss.
After they parted, Angel still dazed, he continued kissing his way around their face and down to their chest. He smirked when their breath hitched as he bit down on the junction of their shoulder, right where he did the same thing the night before.
Trying to get their bearings, Angel looked at the clock.
11am. Gods, did they really sleep in that late? They frowned internally. Maybe they should do some chores. Angel hated wasting the day away without doing at least one thing to make them feel productive. The floor could do with a good-
They were caught by surprise when David’s lips captured theirs, both hands cupping their cheeks. Parting, he leaned his forehead against theirs.
“I did the floor yesterday, Angel.”
Their eyes widened. Did I say that out loud?
David chuckled, kissing their cheek.
“I can tell what you’re thinking just by looking at you, you know. I can also tell that you’re drifting away from me.”
He pressed another kiss to their other cheek.
“Stay. We have nothing to do today. We were both occupied all week, and I missed you.
Stay with me, baby.”
How could Angel say no after that?
David kissed them on the lips once more, noting with relief that they reciprocated fully, finally focusing on what’s in front of them.
He smirked, plans forming in his head.
How should he reward them?
Either way, he was gonna make sure they’ll be staying on the bed for another few hours at least.
His warm hands roamed their body fingers dipping under his shirt they always wore to sleep, making them arch into his touch.
I said it before and I’ll say it again. The Shaw Pack needs to spar with each other. For educational purposes obviously and not because they’d all be hot, sweaty, focused, panting…
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