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Warnings: Not r@pe, but kind of? I'm unsure of how to put this.
Grian sat in front of Tuartis, who was running his hands along Grian's legs. Grian was trying to keep himself from shivering at the feeling of Tuartis' hands on him. He could already feel a heat building in his lower abdomen and knew he was already getting hard.
Tuartis looked up at Grian, and then slid his fingers further up his legs, then began to pull them off. Tuartis started to stroke Grian's cock, slowly, making it harder and harder. Grian gasped in response, then started to moan softly as Tuartis kept stroking. Tuartis moved his other hand down Grian's body and began to play with Grian's nipples, making Grian moan louder. He started to stroke faster, making Grian groan, and his other hand moved up Grian's chest, teasing Grian's nipples.
Grian leaned back, letting out a low moan, as Tuartis continued to tease him. Tuartis could feel his own cock harden at the sound of Grian's moans. Tuartis pulled one of his hands away, lubed it with spit, and pushed a finger into Grian's tight ass. Grian gasped, but didn't protest, and instead leaned forward into Tuartis. Tuartis continued to stroke Grian with one hand, as he pushed another finger in Grian's ass. Tuartis stroked harder and faster, and pushed in a third finger, causing Grian to let out a loud moan.
"Tu-uartis," Grian moaned, his eyes fluttering closed as Tuartis continued to finger him.
Tuartis pulled his hand away, and pulled his fingers out of Grian's ass. Tuartis moved away for a moment to take off his own pants. Although he was already leaking pre-come he still added a lot of spit, they didn't have lube, so spit would have to do.
Grian opened his eyes and watched as Tuartis took off his pants. Grian's eyes widened as he saw Tuartis' cock, hard and ready. Tuartis moved forward and pushed the tip of his cock into Grian's hole. Grian moaned and arched his back, pushing against Tuartis, wanting more of Tuartis' cock inside him. Tuartis slowly pushed all of his cock inside Grian.
It hurt a little bit, but it was ok. After a few minutes it wouldn't hurt as much. Tuartis began to thrust into Grian, slowly at first, then harder and harder. Grian felt Tuartis' cock hit his prostate and he practically screamed. Tuartis reached forward and started to stroke Grian's cock as he speed up his thrusts.
Grian's eyes were closed, and he was moaning loudly. Tuartis continued to thrust into him. Grian clutched onto Tuartis' shoulders.
Suddenly, the door to Tuartis' room opened. Both Grian and Tuartis froze and looked at the door, Sam was standing there, rubbing his eyes, he looked like he just woke up.
"Can you guy's quiet down?" He said, his rabbit ears twitching. Then Sam saw what they were doing and his eyes widened, his ears flicked.
Grian and Tuartis sat there frozen, Tuartis' cock still in Grian's ass, as Sam walked into the room slowly. Tuartis started to pull out of Grian, who whimpered at the feeling.
Sam sat on the bed next to them, Grian didn't like the look in Sam's eyes. Tuartis put his arm around Grian, pulling him into a sitting position, and Grian let out a sigh of relief.
"You two don't need to stop." Sam said, looking at Tuartis' cock, then at Grian's. Tuartis' cock was still leaking pre-come.
Tuartis looked at Grian, and shrugged. "Do you want to keep going?" He asked. Grian looked at Sam. He liked Sam, kind of, but something about Sam disturbed him. But maybe it wasn't anything, maybe he was just imagining things. One of his growing wings flicked. "Yea.." Grian said.
Sam scooted closer to Grian. "Can I join in?" He asked. Grian felt his stomach drop, but he wasn't sure why, then Tuartis spoke up.
"Sure," Tuartis said. He moved away from Grian, and Sam moved into his place, kicking his pants off. Sam was already pretty hard, Grian noticed. Sam started to stroke himself, and moved towards Grian.
Grian didn't really like the feeling of Sam's cock on him, but he knew Tuartis was watching and he didn't want to disappoint him. Grian looked over at Tuartis, who was watching them both, softly stroking himself.
Tuartis moved next to them and Sam moved on top of Grian. "He's already loose." Tuartis said and Sam nodded, pushing his cock into him. Grian gasped in shock, he was so hard he was a little bigger, and Tuartis had only prepared him a little bit.
Tuartis moved closer to them and started stroking his cock next to Grian's face, pre-come dripping out of his cock. Sam didn't wait for Grian to adjust to his size, he only slammed in, hard. Tuartis looked at Grian, who had closed his eyes.
"Open your mouth." Tuartis said, moving his cock closer to Grian's mouth and sitting at the top of Grian's head. Grian did as he was told and opened his mouth, Tuartis pushed his cock in. Grian gasped as he felt Tuartis' cock fill his mouth. He started to suck on it as well as he could while being fucked by Sam.
Grian tried to close his eyes, but kept being forced to open them as he sucked Tuartis' cock. Tuartis would pull his cock out of Grian's mouth if Grian wanted him to stop, but he wasn't sure if Sam would. Tuartis would be disappointed at him if he stopped, maybe, so he kept going. He couldn't help moaning as Sam fucked him. Sam was going faster and faster, and Grian was having trouble not biting Tuartis.
Tuartis had his hands on Grian's head, and he started to thrust into Grian's mouth. Grian had trouble breathing, Sam was fucking him harder, and Tuartis was fucking his mouth, and Grian felt like he was about to cry. He felt like he was drowning. Tuartis pulled his cock out of Grian's mouth and Grian gasped for breath. But before he could catch his breath Sam put his hand on Grian's neck, and squeezed.
Grian felt like he was suffocating, he couldn't breathe, Sam was choking him, and fucking him at the same time. Tuartis started stroking Grian's cock, and Grian felt like he was getting close. Tuartis stroked faster, and Grian came, hard. He could feel himself spurt onto Tuartis' hand. Sam's grip on Grian's throat tightened as Grian came, and Tuartis pulled his hand away.
Sam let out a loud moan and shoved himself harder into Grian, causing Grian to scream in pain. Then Sam started stroking Grian's dick, the overstimulation hurt.
Grian saw Tuartis say something to Sam, he was to focused on the pain to know what he said, but Sam looked almost a little annoyed, but the hand on Grian's throat loosened. He could breathe again. Sam kept stroking his cock and Grian could feel himself getting closer, it hurt though, he didn't think he wanted to cum. But he did.
Sam moaned loudly and came Inside Grian, then collapsed on top of him, panting. Tuartis moved to lay next to Grian, who was trying not to shake at the feeling of Sam on top of him. He didn't like it. He liked Tuartis' touch, but not Sam's.
Grian pushed Sam off him. "Get off me." He said, his voice a little shaky, but he tried making it sound more casual.
Sam looked at Grian, surprised, then rolled off him, his ears drooping. Grian stood up. He could feel Sam's come dripping down his leg.
"Where are you going?" Tuartis asked.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Grian said, walking over to the door and opening it. He heard Sam say something, but he ignored him. He shut the door behind him and made his way to the bathroom. He started to shake, but he didn't cry. He wasn't sure why, he wanted to do that, but it hurt, Sam was way too ruff with him. He turned on the water and got a peace of toilet paper and cleaned himself up.
Then he washed his hands and turned off the water.
Grian felt like he should go back into Tuartis' room, but he did. He sat down next to Tuartis and he pulled Grian into a laying position. Sam layed on Grian's other side.
"Good night." Tuartis said, he was already starting to fall asleep.
Grian tried to sleep, but he couldn't, he felt a little cold with Sam's warmth on him. He tried to pretend it didn't bother him, but it did. He would have to deal with it tomorrow. He laid there awake until he finally fell asleep.
Grian woke up to find Sam not there. He breathed a sigh of relief, and turned over to see Tuartis sleeping next to him.
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Either a rasbi and Owen fic pr a Owen and magic fic
For the magic fic maybe a punishment type thing?
I don't really have an idea for the rasbi fic tho
So sorry this took so long! I've been busy with planning a trip with my gf and a friend who I share an Ao3 account with. I will respond to asks and messages sometimes but not often during the trip!
Fic below the cut. You can also find this fic on my shared Ao3 account, SongBirdSheep!
Owen was standing near the gate when he saw Magic heading toward the gate. Owen walked over to her. "H, Magic." She jumped slightly. "Hello, Owen… What do you want?" she asked, looking down at the ground. "I want to talk to you about the person on the wall." He said, her eyes widened and she swallowed. "W-what person on the wall..?" She asked, trying to act innocent. "Oh come on Magic. I know you saw it too." She shook her head. "N-no I never saw anyone on the wall." He frowned at her. "Look, we should talk about this. Follow me." He started toward his house, Magic hesitated, she clearly didn't want to talk about it, but she followed anyways.
They went into the house, Owen closed the door behind him. "Now. Tell me what happened." He said, looking at her sternly. Magic bit her lip, she looked around nervously. "I-I don't know what y-you mean." She stuttered out. "Don't lie to me, Magic. You did see that person, and you saw the time change, why are you lying?" He demanded. Magic gulped, she didn't have any excuse for that. "Magic…" He growled, he grabbed her wrist roughly. "No! I seriously didn't see anything!" She tried so struggle away from him, but he had a strong grip. "Stop acting like a child. Tell me." He pulled her closer to him. "I'm-m not lying!" She cried out, tears streaming down her face. "Liar!" He yelled at her, pulling her close to his chest. "Fuck! Stop it!" She screamed as he picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed roughly, making her scream in pain when her food hit a bedpost. He quickly undressed her and grabbed some rope, tying her hands together and then to the headboard. He then climbed on top of her. "No! No please!" She cried, tears flowing freely down her face. "Shh…" He whispered, kissing her lips softly. "This will only hurt for a while. Then you can go back to lying to me." He smiled down at her, kissing her cheek. "Please! Don't do this!" She begged, tears still pouring down her face. "Shhh, be quiet."
He trailed a hand down her stomach and pressed two fingers to her clit. "Ah!" She gasped. He began to rub circles on her clit, making her moan loudly. He continued to play with her clit, causing her to moan louder. After a few minutes he stopped. "Ah! Please! Keep going!" She cried, shaking under him. "Why would I stop?" He smirked down at her, leaning down to kiss her again. He slowly slipped a finger inside of her pussy, pumping it in and out of her. She whined, arching her back and pressing against his clothed cock. "Oh my god…" She whimpered, grinding herself against his finger. He pulled it back out and continued to rub her clit while he leaned down and began to lick at her nipples. She struggled against the restraints but she knew she wasn't strong enough to brake out of them. He licked her nipples more aggressively, making her moan louder. He moved his tongue lower, moving to lick her pussy. "Oh my god… Oh my god!" She cried out, shaking under him. He slid another finger inside of her, pumping both of them in and out of her. He licked at her clit faster and faster, making her cum within minutes. He removed his fingers and kissed up her body, stopping to suck on one of her breasts. He continued to suck on it, making her moan. "Oh my god! Please keep doing that!" She begged, whining under him. He sucked harder on it, making her cry out. After a minute he released it and started to bite her neck, he didn't leave any visible marks above the collarbone, but he left purple and black marks on her skin under the collarbone.
He then kissed up her body, revealing his toned body and hard nipples. He leaned down and licked up her body again, stopping to suck on her other breast. He sucked even harder than before, making her moan louder than before. After a couple minutes he stopped sucking on her breasts and leaned down to kiss her. He started to play with her clit again, making her moan even louder than before. After a minute or so she squeezed her legs together as she came.
Owen looked down at it for a moment, trailing his fingers through her cum before wiping his hands on the side of her face. He didn't really give her much time before he went back to rub her clit again. Magic squirmed, the overstimulation hurt. But Owen didn't seem to care, he just kept rubbing her clit. Magic couldn't help but enjoy it, even if she did feel bad about lying to him. After a few minutes he stopped and pulled off his clothes, revealing his large cock. He leaned down and sucked on her tits again, making her moan louder. He took a deep breath and then pressed his cock into her, once he got the tip in he thrusted the rest in with one harsh thrust. Magic screamed out loud, her entire body tensing up. Owen just smiled down at her and then started to pound into her. Magic's screams grew louder and louder as he pounded harder and harder. She wrapped her legs around Owen.
She felt bad for kind of liking this, she shouldn't like it. But… Owen started to play with her clit as he continued to fuck her, making her cum again. Owen slowed down after a few more thrusts, he wanted to make sure she stayed quiet during the whole thing. He continued to fuck her gently, his cock sliding easily in and out of her wet pussy. Magic moaned softly, she loved how gentle he was being now. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She had never been fucked like this before, and it felt amazing. After a few more thrusts he slammed into her one last time, filling her with his hot cum. They laid there for a few moments before Owen finally let go of her. He untied her wrists from the bedposts and got dressed. He then left her to get dressed herself. For a few minutes, she didn't move. She just laid there. She was tempted to just fall asleep, but she didn't know if Owen would let her sleep in his bed. She sat up and got dressed.
Yes! I take requests! I can't be sure I'll actually do an art request if I get them, I'm bad at completing art requests. For art requests you should ask my gf!
So warning this is a smutfic, don't like, don't read.
Grian was feeling down. He had been struggling with feelings of loneliness and isolation, and it seemed like no matter what he did, he couldn't shake off the sadness that had been weighing him down. He had always been close with his friend Mumbo, but even their friendship seemed to be straining under the weight of Grian's unhappiness.
One evening, Grian found himself alone in his bedroom, tears streaming down his face as he tried to make sense of his emotions. He heard a knock at the door, and Mumbo's familiar voice called out to him.
“Grian, can I come in?”
Grian sniffed and wiped at his tears, calling out for Mumbo to enter. When his friend appeared in the doorway, Grian could see the concern etched on his face.
“Hey, what's going on? I haven’t seen you in a while.” Mumbo asked, crossing the room to sit down next to Grian on the bed.
Grian shook his head, unable to find the words to explain how he was feeling. Instead, he leaned into Mumbo's comforting embrace, letting out a deep sigh as he felt his friend's arms wrap around him.
Mumbo rubbed small circles on Grian's back, murmuring soothing words as he held him. Slowly, Grian began to relax, feeling the weight of his sadness lifting slightly as he allowed himself to be comforted.
As they sat there, the tension between them began to build. Grian could feel the heat radiating off of Mumbo's body, and the scent of his cologne filled his nostrils. He found himself becoming aroused, why was he feeling like this? Mumbo had only come by to comfort him, not... Still, he couldn't help but wonder if Mumbo was feeling the same way.
Without saying a word, Grian leaned in and pressed his lips to Mumbo's. To his surprise, Mumbo responded eagerly, kissing him back with a passion that took his breath away.
As they continued to kiss, their hands began to wander, exploring each other's bodies with a hunger that only intensified with every touch. Grian's heart raced as he felt Mumbo's hand slip beneath his shirt, his fingertips tracing patterns on his skin as they made their way lower and lower.
Finally, Mumbo's hand reached Grian's pants, and he undid the buttons with a flick of his wrist. Grian gasped as he felt his friend's hand wrap around his cock, stroking it firmly as he continued to kiss him.
Mumbo's lips left Grian's, trailing a line of hot, wet kisses down his neck and chest as the black-haired man explored his body. Grian let out a low moan, arching his back as Mumbo's mouth found his nipples, teasing and nipping at them with his teeth. The taller man's hands roamed over Grian's body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, as he continued his descent.
Finally, Mumbo reached his destination and waste no time, taking Grian's hard length into his mouth. Grian's breath hitched as he felt the warmth of Mumbo's mouth surrounding him, his skilled lips and tongue working in tandem to bring him to the brink of orgasm. Mumbo's head bobbed up and down, the sound of wet, sloppy kisses filling the air.
Grian's fingers found their way into Mumbo's hair, gripping tight as he thrust his hips up, driving himself deeper into the other man's mouth. Mumbo's hands gripped Grian's hips, holding him in place as he continued his relentless assault. Grian's breathing became labored as Mumbo's mouth and tongue drove him closer and closer to the edge.
Just as Grian was about to come, Mumbo pulled back, leaving him panting and desperate for more. Grian's hips bucked up, trying to follow Mumbo's mouth, but the taller man denied him. Instead, he traced a line of hot, wet kisses up Grian's chest and neck, before recapturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
Grian could taste himself on Mumbo's lips, and it only served to fuel his desire. He moaned into the kiss as Mumbo's hand found its way back to his cock, stroking him firmly as they continued to explore each other's mouths. Grian knew that it wouldn't be long before he came, and he wanted to feel Mumbo's mouth on him again.
“Please, Mumbo,” Grian begged, his voice hoarse with desire. “I need you, please don't stop.”
Mumbo smiled wickedly, his eyes gleaming with lust as he positioned himself between Grian's legs. He reached for the lube on the nightstand, slicking up his fingers before gently probing Grian's entrance. Grian moaned as he felt Mumbo's fingers enter him, his body trembling with pleasure as his friend worked them deeper and deeper.
“You're so tight, Grian,” Mumbo murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I can't wait to be inside you.”
Grian nodded, unable to speak as he felt Mumbo's fingers stretching him, preparing him for what was to come. When he was certain Grian was ready, Mumbo removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock, thrusting deep inside him with a groan.
Grian cried out as he felt Mumbo fill him up, his body stretching to accommodate his friend's girth. Mumbo began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm as he fucked Grian with a passion that was both intense and tender. Grian clung to him, his legs wrapped around Mumbo's waist as he took every thrust, meeting him stroke for stroke.
“Oh, Grian,” Mumbo breathed, his mouth finding Grian's again in a deep, passionate kiss. “You feel so good, so perfect.”
Grian moaned, his body trembling with pleasure as Mumbo continued to thrust into him. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his orgasm building deep within him.
“Don't stop, Mumbo,” he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. “Please, I'm so close.”
Mumbo increased his pace, his hips moving faster and harder as he drove Grian towards his release. Grian felt himself start to shake, his orgasm crashing over him in waves of pure pleasure. He cried out, his body bucking beneath Mumbo as he came hard, his release spilling between them.
Mumbo followed soon after, his own orgasm ripping through him as he thrust deep inside Grian one last time. He collapsed on top of Grian, his breathing ragged and uneven as he tried to catch his breath.
“That was incredible,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Grian's forehead. “You're incredible.”
Grian blushed, his cheeks turning a deep red as he buried his face in Mumbo's chest. He felt overwhelmed and emotional, his body still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “That was...amazing.”
Mumbo smiled, his eyes soft and gentle as he looked down at Grian. He brushed a strand of hair from his face, tucking it behind his ear.
“I'm always here for you, Grian.” he said softly. “Always.”
Grian nodded, feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He knew that Mumbo would always be there for him, no matter what. And in that moment, wrapped in his friend's arms, he felt more loved and cherished than he ever had before.
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I'm now on Owen's episode Saving a life in the Outsiders SMP.
Also right after I said none of the female characters have done any wrong so far, as soon as I said that Beks had to go be evil! Had to prove me wrong as soon as I spoke huh? Also I was hoping that Owen would have been able to talk to Apo again, I was so upset about it!
And also earlier in the series when Owen remembered his mother playing flute for him when he was crying as a baby, I remember saying out loud "How do you remember this? You were only a baby?" Then he started crying, saying he wanted to go home, and then I felt awful.
Does Owen have feelings for Apo? I mean, how he's been talking about Apo after he went to prison, it just sounds like they have/had feelings for each other, and how Owen felt after the beach episode.
What's your thoughts on the outsiders girls? Or characters in general either works
I love the girls! Magic is one of my favorites, along with Rasbi, Graecie and Guts. I like how Guts is a full demon and I love how Raila draws her! I like Soup, she's really cool. And so far like none of the girls have done really any bad. (That might change but, as of how far I am)
Also you've spoken to Lamb/Raila so much that she has made you your own tag lol.
To see the dynamics and some of my headcannons see this post> 👁👄👁
Smut fic🔞
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Zedaph woke up feeling warmer than normal, thinking it was just the blanket wrapped around him he kicked it off, but when he didn't feel better, he groaned realizing he was in heat. He sat up and reached for his communicator, his mind racing with thoughts. He nocked down his glass of water on to the floor before he found his communicator, his eyes scanning the screen for one of his mates.
He clicked the chat for the first of his mates he saw, which was Tango. The screen flickered to life, displaying messages between them.
<Zedaph> Tang0 can you comw to mt base
He waited for what felt like forever before Tango responded, his heart racing with anticipation.
<TangoTek> I'm on my way
Zedaph let out a sigh of relief as he put the communicator down and waited for Tango to arrive. As he tossed and turned, the heat in his stomach only intensified, making his skin feel like it was on fire. He tried to focus on his breathing, but his mind kept wandering back to the discomfort that was growing by the minute. His thighs began to feel like they were glued together, and he couldn't help but rub his legs together.
The friction he created between his thighs was a small comfort, but it only seemed to make him more aware of the heat coursing through his veins. He let out a low groan, feeling like he was going to lose his mind if he didn't find a way to cool down.
With a sudden burst of frustration, Zedaph ripped off his pajama shirt and threw it across the room. He was starting to get desperate, and his usually calm demeanor was quickly giving way to panic.
As he lay there, his bare chest heaving with ragged breaths, he felt like he was going to implode from the inside out. He grabbed at the sheets, twisting and writhing as he tried to find some relief from the heat that seemed to be consuming him.
His small whines turned into moans as he continued to thrash about, his body wracked with discomfort. He felt like a wild animal trapped in a cage, unable to escape the torment that was ravaging his body.
The sound of a knock on the bedroom door was like a beacon of relief for Zedaph, who was starting to feel like he was going to lose his mind from the heat coursing through his veins. He groaned in anticipation, hoping that it was Tango on the other side of the door.
When Tango's head poked into the room, Zedaph's eyes lit up with hope.
"Zed?"
Tango called, his voice low and calm. As he sniffed the air, Zedaph could sense a hint of concern in his friend's tone.
"Oh, are you in heat?"
Tango asked, his voice tinged with amusement. Zedaph nodded weakly, feeling like he was on the verge of collapse.
Tango chuckled softly and pushed open the door, sauntering into the room with a confident stride. He sat down beside Zedaph on the bed, his presence a comforting balm to Zedaph's frazzled nerves. As he leaned against Tango, he buried his face in his mate's neck, seeking solace in the familiar scent of burnt copper emanating from his sent glands. Tango patted him on the back, his touch gentle and reassuring.
"Be patient, let me tell the others,"
he said, his voice soothing. Zedaph moaned quietly, feeling like he was trapped in a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.
As Tango pulled out his communicator and began to type out a message, Zedaph watched him with a mix of gratitude and desperation.
Tango's gaze lingered on Zedaph, his eyes searching for a glimmer of calm in the turbulent sea of his friend's emotions. But even as he tried to soothe Zedaph with his gentle words, Zedaph could sense the underlying tension beneath Tango's surface. It was a hunger that seemed to be growing by the minute, a hunger that was impossible to ignore.
Tango's tail flicked restlessly, a telltale sign of his own escalating emotions.
Just as Zedaph felt like he was drowning in the waves of Tango's emotions, the door creaked open and Skizz stepped into the room. He was holding a small bag of supplies, and as he moved towards Tango.
Impulse was right behind him, his eyes scanning the room. In the dimly lit room, Zedaph's whines echoed softly, a testament to his discomfort. Skizz, ever the attentive companion, responded by sitting down and gently pulling Zedaph closer to him. Zed drew in Skizz’s sweet sent. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation as Skizz slowly removed Zedaph's pajama shorts, revealing the tender skin beneath and dragging a finger across Zed’s hole.
Tango leaned in close to Zedaph, his warm hands gliding along the contours of Zedaph's stomach. The touch was soothing, yet it elicited a groan from Zedaph, a mixture of pleasure and pain. Tango, sensing Zedaph's need for connection, placed a hand on Zedaph's cheek, drawing him in for a tender kiss.
As their lips met, Zedaph felt a sharp nip on his lip, Zedaph opened his mouth and Tango pushed his tongue into Zedaph's mouth, deepening the kiss. Meanwhile, Skizz trailed his fingers along the mating bites on Zedaph's neck.
As Tango's grip tightened as he pulled away, the husky growl escaping his lips betrayed his frustration at the loss as he pulled away. Impulse, sensing the tension, deftly repositioned Zedaph, leaning him against Skizz's broad frame. Skizz's nimble fingers reached around, brushing against Zedaph's dick with a teasing caress. Zedaph's hips involuntarily bucked up in response, eliciting a chuckle from Skizz.
“Someone's eager,”
he whispered, his breath tickling Zedaph's ear. Tango, unable to resist the allure, moved to sit in front of the pair. With a swift motion, he grabbed Zedaph, while Skizz firmly gripped his own member. As Tango slowly lowered Zedaph onto Skizz's throbbing erection, a moan escaped Zedaph's lips, his body melting into the sensation that enveloped him. The heat in his stomach eased a bit. Tango got closer and pressed his dick to Zedaph’s hole aswell. Zedaph clenched his teeth at the strech. A guttural moan escaped Zedaph's lips as the fullness of their connection filled him. Tango's strong hands found purchase on Zed's hips, and he began a rhythmic thrusting motion that sent waves of pleasure coursing through his lover's body. Each thrust seemed to hit Zedaph's prostate with precision, eliciting a moan of ecstasy that echoed through the dimly lit room. Tango's own body responded in kind, and he found himself caught in a whirlwind of desire that threatened to consume him. The heat in his stomach eased with each thrust, replaced by a sense of profound satisfaction and fulfillment.
Skizz's fingers dug into Zedaph's slender waist, gripping him tightly as Tango's thick length filled him to the brim. The sensation of having both men inside him sent shivers down his spine, a symphony of ecstasy that resonated throughout his entire being.
As Tango withdrew, leaving Skizz still inside Zed, the blond's hot cum dripped from Zedaph's engorged hole, a testament to the intensity of their lovemaking. Skizz gently picked Zed up and lowered Zedaph onto his back, his hands caressing Zedaph's hair, brushing away the sweat and that clung to his skin. The tenderness of Skizz's touch was a stark contrast to the raw passion that had just transpired, a reminder of the deep connection they shared.
Suddenly, Zedaph felt the weight of hands pressing on his horns. He looked up to see Impulse's cock aligned perfectly with his mouth, a sight that sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through his veins. Without hesitation, he opened wide and Impulse thrust in, the force of the entry sending a wave of pleasure through Zedaph's body. He had to force himself to relax his throat muscles to accommodate Impulse's girth, a challenge that only heightened the intensity of the experience.
Impulse's relentless thrusts sent Zedaph's senses into overdrive. He could feel the heat of their combined bodies, the sound of their heavy breathing, and the musky scent of their arousal. Each thrust seemed to fill him up more completely, stretching his limits and bringing him closer to the edge of ecstasy. As Impulse reached his climax, Zedaph felt a surge of hot cum flood into his mouth. He swallowed it greedily, savoring the taste and the sensation of pleasure that it brought.
When Impulse finally pulled out, Zedaph was left breathless and trembling. His body still tingling from the effects of the orgasm. Skizz and Tango gathered around him, their hands gently stroking his skin, a comforting touch that soothed his frayed nerves. Zedaph looked up at them, his eyes filled with love and gratitude.
Zed began to curl into himself, feeling warm and satisfied. The comforting embrace of the moment was a stark contrast to the intensity that was about to follow. As he lay there, basking in the afterglow of their previous encounter, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. His body was still tingling with the remnants of pleasure, and his mind was pleasantly hazy with the lingering effects of their passionate encounter.
But then, a hand gently but firmly pushed on his back, causing him to shift and lay on his belly. The sudden change in position jolted him back to reality, and he felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. He knew what was coming next, and his body responded accordingly, his heart rate quickening and his breaths becoming shallow.
As he lay there, he felt something hard press against his hole. The sensation was both familiar and foreign, a mix of excitement and trepidation that sent a wave of goosebumps across his skin. He knew it had to be Impulse, the one who had just given him so much pleasure. Impulse's presence was a comforting one, and Zed felt a sense of trust and safety in their hands.
With a deep breath, Zed braced himself for what was to come. He felt Impulse's hand on his back, steadying him as they began to push in. The initial pressure was intense, and Zed couldn't help but moan in response. His body tensed up, and he felt a mixture of pain and pleasure as Impulse continued to push deeper.
The sensation was overwhelming, and Zed found himself lost in the moment. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, and his body was a battleground of sensations. He could feel every inch of Impulse as they moved inside him, and the intensity of the experience was almost too much to bear.
But despite the discomfort, Zed found himself craving more. He wanted to feel Impulse's presence, to be filled and consumed by their passion. He knew that this was just the beginning, and he was more than ready for what was to come.
As Impulse continued to push in, Zed felt himself being pulled deeper into the experience. His body was no longer his own, and he was at the mercy of Impulse's desires. He surrendered himself to the moment, allowing himself to be swept away by the intensity of their passion.
And as Impulse finally settled into place, Zed felt a sense of completion wash over him. The pain had subsided, and all that remained was the overwhelming sense of pleasure that coursed through his veins. He was lost in the moment, and he knew that he would never forget this experience for as long as he lived.
As he lay there, Impulse's powerful thrusts relentlessly pounded against him, each surge reverberating through his very being. The intensity of the sensation was almost unbearable, like a torrent of electricity coursing through his body. With each thrust, Impulse tugged roughly at the wool on his back, causing him to grit his teeth in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The overstimulation was overwhelming, threatening to engulf him in a maelstrom of sensations.
The room was filled with a symphony of sounds, the rhythmic pounding of Impulse's body against his, the soft rustling of the wool, and the occasional gasp or moan escaping from his lips. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, a heady mix that only served to heighten the intensity of the experience.
As the moments passed, he found himself becoming more and more lost in the sensations, his mind and body completely consumed by the raw, primal energy that flowed between them.
In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation and desire. Impulse, with a determined look on his face, pressed himself all the way in as he climaxed, filling Zedaph with a sense of warmth and satisfaction. Zedaph clenched his teeth, bracing himself for the intense sensation, and then relaxed as Impulse slowly pulled out, leaving Zedaph with a sense of emptiness that was quickly filled by Tango.
Tango, eager to take his turn, moved over and took Impulse's spot behind Zedaph. Without wasting any time, Tango thrust himself in with a forceful and rapid pace, causing Zedaph to gasp and moan in pleasure. As Tango continued his relentless assault, Zedaph felt a gentle touch on his back. He turned his head to see Skizz, his eyes soft with affection, slowly stroking his own erection. Zedaph smiled at Skizz, his eyes conveying a deep sense of gratitude and love.
As Tango continued to thrust, his pace unrelenting, Zedaph felt a sharp pain on his neck. He looked down to see Tango's teeth sinking into the spot where he had left his mating bite. The pain only served to heighten Zedaph's pleasure, and he began to let out a jumbled mix of words and moans, his body trembling with the intensity of the sensations coursing through him.
Skizz, sensing Zedaph's impending climax, moved closer, his hand still gently stroking his own erection. He leaned in and whispered words of encouragement and love into Zedaph's ear, his breath hot against Zedaph's skin. Zedaph felt a surge of emotion welling up inside him, a mixture of pleasure, love, and gratitude for the men who surrounded him.
As Tango continued to thrust, his pace growing more and more frantic, Zedaph felt his own climax building, the pressure within him growing until it was almost unbearable. With a final, powerful thrust, Tango pushed Zedaph over the edge, and Zedaph let out a loud cry of pleasure as he came, his body shuddering with the force of his release. Zedaph then felt warm strings of cum hit his face as Skizz moaned.
As the room fell silent, the four men lay together, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in unison.
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It might be a while before I post again.. But I'll still respond to asks, and please do ask stuff I will respond, it'll just be a bit before I post a drawing or a fic.
She wants to make Hermitcrat a/b/o fics, below the cut is what the hermits are(plus a few headcannons she has), she will take requests but if you want to request something go to her blog for that > @hazel-lamb. It will mostly be smut,
Hermits:
Xisuma, Beta, Void demon.
EX, Beta, Void demon.
SmallishBeans, Omega, Tanuki-human hybrid.
Skizz, Beta, Angel.
Bdubs, Omega, Human.
Cub, Beta, Vex.
Docm, Alpha, Creeper-goat hybrid with robotic parts.
Etho, Alpha, Arctic fox-human hybrid.
False, Alpha, Golden egale avian.
Gemini, Omega, Deer-human hybrid.
Scar, Alpha, Cat-Tree elf hybrid.
Grian, Omega, Parrot avian.
Hypno, Beta, Human.
Jevin, Beta, Blue slime.
Impulse, Alpha, Dragon-human hybrid.
Iskall, Beta, Human.
Joe, Omega, Human.
Keralis, Alpha, Human-somthing? hybrid.
Mumbo, Alpha, White rabbit-human hybrid.
Pearl, Beta, Lunar moth-human hybrid.
Ren, Omega, Wolf-human hybrid.
Stress, Omega, Butterfly-human hybrid.
Tango, Alpha, Blaze-human hybrid.
Beef, Alpha, Human
Wels, Beta, Red tailed hawk avian.
Hels, Alpha, Red tailed hawk avian.
Xb, Beta, Human
Zedaph, Omega, Sheep-human hybrid.
Cleo, Alpha, Zombie.
Her headcannons:
The hermits won't hurt each other on purpose, so they won't rape each other.
A few of them are mates with each other but they are an open server and don't mind sharing their mates with each other.
Like 2 or 3 of them have trauma with stuff to do with their mating cycles and going into heat.
Almost all of them have something wrong with them or something from the past they recovered from, like cutting or self-hatred.
Ex is Xisuma's brother, but Hels is a clone of Wels.