Horny Rick

@orgysurfer

"wanna find out why they call me that baby?~"

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dni: minors, zoo, map, bigot

TW: heavy drug use, hypersexuality

You can call me Tammy, my friend says don't be gross Tammy and it's quite fitting xD

Im 19 :3, kinda triggered by Jerry x Rick so don't bring it up

Engage with my pervert son and send asks to get to know him <3

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Defining visual details: white drool, red scleras, hairless body, dark circles, clean teeth, lean body, special hair style, no bald spot.

He doesn't need clothing stains, but it's hard to avoid them with such a filthy hobby ;3

His top turn on's: hair pulling, dominating egotistical Ricks, orgys.

HR thingz: He has strong pheromones that affect the arousal of humanoid beings, you can choose wether or not your character can be effected by it at that time for plot convenience.

He wears a high tech black watch on his left wrist, he controls things like GPS and security from it, but it also gives him the ability to text you while throat deep on some alien cock. He can clone and shrink small items, and it also has a deadly lazer which he probably hasn't even used once. He's often naked so the watch gives him some security if he loses his clothes along with everything in his pockets, although he can't portal with it.

Guy is permanently wrung dry, coming to him expecting a facial will leave you disappointed xD

Don't be afraid to ignore him if he bothers you ^^

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HR wakes up abruptly as a sharp kick lands on the side of his ribs with a crack, he rolls over, gripping his side and groaning half in pain and half in pleasure.

"Ggghnn wwf- wh th ffuck.."

He looks up, a nearby street lamp burning his eyes as they try to focus on the figure that had just broken a rib or two. After a few quick blinks, he sees him, the guy that promised him death.

He scrambles to his feet, grabbing onto the dumpster to haul himself upwards, his fingers accidentally brushing against something hairy and gelatinous. He sways in his struggle to stay upright, about to speak when he receives a strong slap to the side of the face, cursing as his ear starts to bleed from the inside, dripping down his face.

evil-rick-e-626

"Huh," E spits with hatred. "You remember me this time?"

"I really got the feeling you wanna die badly."

After shooting him a glare of pure disgust, watching the blood drip from them, he purrs: "Seems like I'm doing you a favor. You must be fucking glad I stumbled over you again."

They always looked wrecked.

"Too bad your Operation Phoenix seems to work just fine."

E points his gun at them, ready to maneuver them into a fresh body.

HR looks into the barrel of the gun with wide eyes, he's... Yeah he's hard.

"This- this is jus' a waste of booze pal..."

He seems more upset about the lack of alcohol in his system he would have to deal with when he wakes up rather than dying, it does take a lot for him to get this wasted.

"C'mon you- you can *brpp* torture me- just don't kill me... pleese...?"

It's an empty compromise when you know he'd enjoy it, like giving him a lollypop instead of a bullet in his head.

evil-rick-e-626

E looks disgusted at the others forming bulge. "Seems like déjà vu, hm?"

With a fast movement he jabs the other towards the wall with his gun and grabs their throat with his free hand.

"You call it waste, I might call it fun, but-," E squeezes a bit tighter.

"-who am I to dismiss such a nice offer?"

E shoots a portal which leads to his lab. He is more than ready to check the substances this Rick uses. He might get something out of it for himself.

"You're coming with me."

HR focuses his blurry eyes on E's, seeing the distaste in his strong gaze. His breath shudders as he was pinned, drooling a bit down his chin as the grip tightened.

Hammered AND a torture sesh? It's his lucky day!

"Noooo don' do thaaat Mr scary Riiick..."

He choked out as he was dragged, a stark contrast between the scent of the room and the filthy atmosphere from outside the portal.

evil-rick-e-626

"Ha, you know what the funny thing is?" E chuckled as he tied the other to a special chair in his lab.

"You're doing me such a favor playing obedient, when in reality you only think you want this."

E goes to a steel cabinet, retrieving a spray, tissue and syringe.

"When I'm done with you, you'd wish I would've shot you," he said smirking wickedly.

"Nn yes- I'll be a sush good boy for you..."

HR watched E gather tools, experimentally pushing against his binds to test how tight they were, his hips involuntarily bucking upwards.

He could only stare at E's back and listen to the sounds of opening drawers and grabbing things as he wondered what was next, the anticipation making his heart race.

evil-rick-e-626

HR's wrists and ankles were tightly sealed through metal restraints.

"You'll learn soon enough," Rick says, not particularly responding to the other as he put on some gloves. "I'd appreciate if you keep your fluids inside you."

E at first approached them, undressing everything so their chest was bare. Then he used the spray only on a certain area on HR's arm, not caring about a heads up of the cold feeling. Wiping the spot afterwards, he drew some blood, intending to analyze and find out whatever was running through the others system. Hopefully it would be something to improve his own. Something to make the system run longer.

"How long have you been awake?"

The chill of the sterile room gave him goosebumps as his top half was undressed despite his warming flesh, inhaling the chemical scent of the antiseptic spay. His breath hitched as the needle pricked his arm, watching the red fluid drain into a syringe.

He'd forgotten what he even took before he passed out, or how long he's been awake before his little trash nap. His head was foggy with arousal and inebriation.

"Ungh- dunno..."

evil-rick-e-626

"You better try to use those brain cells or I'll sober you up so fast, you know what situation you're in."

E takes the blood he just drew and even closes the point where he pinched in with a plaster - no necessity to make a mess already. The blood goes straight to a machine that's supposed to read what's inside.

"Think."

The endless threats were making him squirm in his seat, he really had no idea. He often got blackout drunk and or fucked up on some mind altering extraterrestrial drug before waking up in a new location hours or even days later.

"I- don't- *brrp* I don't even know what day it is- I could have been awake for a week- sleeping for a week... Don't know I think I huffed somethin crazy..."

#horny rick #rick fuckers #//dm me if u wanna work out what drugs he's got up his ass

ask-the-surgeon

"Hey doc, I think I might faint... I need a kiss to make me feel better~"

HR thumps his back against the wall, the back of his hand coming up to rest on his forehead dramatically.

The surgeon chuckles, then takes a sip from his flask, before he puts it on the counter and approaches the other.

Well, seems like there's more of you into this type of thing. Can't say I'm surprised. I am the best doctor in here, after all~

He tilts up the other's chin, as he smirks.

And what would you need assistance with, today?

"Well I'm glad I found you, only the best can treat my type of sickness..."

HR leered at Surgeon Rick's eyes through his green goggles as his chin was tilted gently, his eyelids drooping even lower.

"I need some oral treatment, Mr surgeon~"

He could smell the alcohol on the Rick's breath, yet his hands felt incredibly steady and meticulous against his skin.

#//you can decide how crazy they get xD #//or tell him get that fauk out slut!!!!1!1 #horny rick #rick fuckers

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HR stirs and groans as he receives a hard kick to the side, swallowing the drool that had pooled in his mouth and had been dripping onto the stained cardboard. His headache hurts more than the kick, he weakly reaches over and grabs Ricky's ankle with little coordination, blinking open his bleary eyes.

spacepiratericky

She let's him hold onto her ankle for now, standing still as she looks him over.

"Why are you sleeping in the garbage, dummy? A rat's gonna chew your ear off one of these days."

"Nnn- Rickie.."

He slurs her name, struggling as he sat up, hugging her legs and resting his head against her, still half asleep.

"Mnh.. Denny's.. pnancake.."

spacepiratericky

She rolls her eyes with a sigh.

"Yeah okay, pancakes actually do sound good. Can you stand up by yourself?"

HR practically climbs up Ricky like a cat climbing a tree, grabbing at her limbs and clothes to drag himself up, swaying where he stood, still clinging to her shoulders. He blinks a few times, shaking his head quickly in an attempt to wake himself up before reaching in his lab coat for his portal gun.

He holds it up to his face to read the screen closely while he messes with the coordinates, eventually getting them down and shooting the portal beside them with some effort, stumbling through to the Denny's parking lot.

spacepiratericky

Ricky made an annoyed grumble as he pawed his way up her body, not exactly sure why she was allowing it. He was standing on his own before she felt the urge to shove him though, and she's patient enough while he fumbles with his portal gun.

She follows after him at a short distance, curious to see if he'd make it all the way inside without falling down.

HR mumbles something unintelligible about pancakes for dinner when he tugs the door open, grabbing onto the frame so he wouldn't fall over as he entered. He would normally hold the door for Ricky, but he's far too uncoordinated to do that, letting her follow him while the host sat them at a booth with menus.

Although the logical thing was to sit across from eachother, HR shuffled in beside Ricky, their shoulders pressing together. seems like he gets clingy when he's wasted...

spacepiratericky

"Aww, sharing the same side of the booth like high schoolers on a date." She says in a somewhat mocking tone, leafing through the menu. "Though hopefully if that's what this was you wouldn't be drunk as a skunk."

She nudges him gently away from her. "I need like two inches here, you're making me too hot." Ricky closed the menu, having decided what to get so the server would know to come over.

"Too hot..."

HR mumbled, he was too out of it to make a dirty joke, although the opportunity was definitely there. He sat and stared ahead for a moment, drooling as the server came up, asking for their orders.

"Pangakes..!"

spacepiratericky

She kinda chuckles at his blurted mispronunciation.

"Yeah, get him the unlimited platter- space 'em out a little though..." She makes a 'we don't want to watch this guy puke' face and gesture at HR for the server.

"And I'll have the short stack with the bananas foster toppings, please. And two coffees, thanks."

"Yyeees."

HR's head rolls back as the server leaves, thumping against the booth as he shoves a hand in his lab coat, pulling out his flask and taking a few gulps although he definitely doesn't need anymore. He already looks on the verge of passing out.

spacepiratericky

"No, no, no - that's enough for you, drinky." Ricky says calmly as not to draw too much attention. It was Denny's at 3am; sure they could get away with a lot, but it was still no Waffle House. And Ricky wanted her pancakes before he got them thrown out.

She confiscates the flask with a smooth snatching motion, hiding it away in her coat. "You'll get this back later... unless I forget. Drink the water the server brought you."

"Mm but I'm thirsty..."

HR whined quietly as his flask was taken, looking down at the table at the mention of water, he must have missed it.

He grabbed the cold glass, chugging the whole thing (probably swallowing an ice cube in the process) and setting it back on the table with a contented huff.

"*Burrp*"

#//the slurper #horny rick #rick fuckers

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HR wakes up abruptly as a sharp kick lands on the side of his ribs with a crack, he rolls over, gripping his side and groaning half in pain and half in pleasure.

"Ggghnn wwf- wh th ffuck.."

He looks up, a nearby street lamp burning his eyes as they try to focus on the figure that had just broken a rib or two. After a few quick blinks, he sees him, the guy that promised him death.

He scrambles to his feet, grabbing onto the dumpster to haul himself upwards, his fingers accidentally brushing against something hairy and gelatinous. He sways in his struggle to stay upright, about to speak when he receives a strong slap to the side of the face, cursing as his ear starts to bleed from the inside, dripping down his face.

evil-rick-e-626

"Huh," E spits with hatred. "You remember me this time?"

"I really got the feeling you wanna die badly."

After shooting him a glare of pure disgust, watching the blood drip from them, he purrs: "Seems like I'm doing you a favor. You must be fucking glad I stumbled over you again."

They always looked wrecked.

"Too bad your Operation Phoenix seems to work just fine."

E points his gun at them, ready to maneuver them into a fresh body.

HR looks into the barrel of the gun with wide eyes, he's... Yeah he's hard.

"This- this is jus' a waste of booze pal..."

He seems more upset about the lack of alcohol in his system he would have to deal with when he wakes up rather than dying, it does take a lot for him to get this wasted.

"C'mon you- you can *brpp* torture me- just don't kill me... pleese...?"

It's an empty compromise when you know he'd enjoy it, like giving him a lollypop instead of a bullet in his head.

evil-rick-e-626

E looks disgusted at the others forming bulge. "Seems like déjà vu, hm?"

With a fast movement he jabs the other towards the wall with his gun and grabs their throat with his free hand.

"You call it waste, I might call it fun, but-," E squeezes a bit tighter.

"-who am I to dismiss such a nice offer?"

E shoots a portal which leads to his lab. He is more than ready to check the substances this Rick uses. He might get something out of it for himself.

"You're coming with me."

HR focuses his blurry eyes on E's, seeing the distaste in his strong gaze. His breath shudders as he was pinned, drooling a bit down his chin as the grip tightened.

Hammered AND a torture sesh? It's his lucky day!

"Noooo don' do thaaat Mr scary Riiick..."

He choked out as he was dragged, a stark contrast between the scent of the room and the filthy atmosphere from outside the portal.

evil-rick-e-626

"Ha, you know what the funny thing is?" E chuckled as he tied the other to a special chair in his lab.

"You're doing me such a favor playing obedient, when in reality you only think you want this."

E goes to a steel cabinet, retrieving a spray, tissue and syringe.

"When I'm done with you, you'd wish I would've shot you," he said smirking wickedly.

"Nn yes- I'll be a sush good boy for you..."

HR watched E gather tools, experimentally pushing against his binds to test how tight they were, his hips involuntarily bucking upwards.

He could only stare at E's back and listen to the sounds of opening drawers and grabbing things as he wondered what was next, the anticipation making his heart race.

evil-rick-e-626

HR's wrists and ankles were tightly sealed through metal restraints.

"You'll learn soon enough," Rick says, not particularly responding to the other as he put on some gloves. "I'd appreciate if you keep your fluids inside you."

E at first approached them, undressing everything so their chest was bare. Then he used the spray only on a certain area on HR's arm, not caring about a heads up of the cold feeling. Wiping the spot afterwards, he drew some blood, intending to analyze and find out whatever was running through the others system. Hopefully it would be something to improve his own. Something to make the system run longer.

"How long have you been awake?"

The chill of the sterile room gave him goosebumps as his top half was undressed despite his warming flesh, inhaling the chemical scent of the antiseptic spay. His breath hitched as the needle pricked his arm, watching the red fluid drain into a syringe.

He'd forgotten what he even took before he passed out, or how long he's been awake before his little trash nap. His head was foggy with arousal and inebriation.

"Ungh- dunno..."

#horny rick #rick fuckers

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HR stirs and groans as he receives a hard kick to the side, swallowing the drool that had pooled in his mouth and had been dripping onto the stained cardboard. His headache hurts more than the kick, he weakly reaches over and grabs Ricky's ankle with little coordination, blinking open his bleary eyes.

spacepiratericky

She let's him hold onto her ankle for now, standing still as she looks him over.

"Why are you sleeping in the garbage, dummy? A rat's gonna chew your ear off one of these days."

"Nnn- Rickie.."

He slurs her name, struggling as he sat up, hugging her legs and resting his head against her, still half asleep.

"Mnh.. Denny's.. pnancake.."

spacepiratericky

She rolls her eyes with a sigh.

"Yeah okay, pancakes actually do sound good. Can you stand up by yourself?"

HR practically climbs up Ricky like a cat climbing a tree, grabbing at her limbs and clothes to drag himself up, swaying where he stood, still clinging to her shoulders. He blinks a few times, shaking his head quickly in an attempt to wake himself up before reaching in his lab coat for his portal gun.

He holds it up to his face to read the screen closely while he messes with the coordinates, eventually getting them down and shooting the portal beside them with some effort, stumbling through to the Denny's parking lot.

spacepiratericky

Ricky made an annoyed grumble as he pawed his way up her body, not exactly sure why she was allowing it. He was standing on his own before she felt the urge to shove him though, and she's patient enough while he fumbles with his portal gun.

She follows after him at a short distance, curious to see if he'd make it all the way inside without falling down.

HR mumbles something unintelligible about pancakes for dinner when he tugs the door open, grabbing onto the frame so he wouldn't fall over as he entered. He would normally hold the door for Ricky, but he's far too uncoordinated to do that, letting her follow him while the host sat them at a booth with menus.

Although the logical thing was to sit across from eachother, HR shuffled in beside Ricky, their shoulders pressing together. seems like he gets clingy when he's wasted...

spacepiratericky

"Aww, sharing the same side of the booth like high schoolers on a date." She says in a somewhat mocking tone, leafing through the menu. "Though hopefully if that's what this was you wouldn't be drunk as a skunk."

She nudges him gently away from her. "I need like two inches here, you're making me too hot." Ricky closed the menu, having decided what to get so the server would know to come over.

"Too hot..."

HR mumbled, he was too out of it to make a dirty joke, although the opportunity was definitely there. He sat and stared ahead for a moment, drooling as the server came up, asking for their orders.

"Pangakes..!"

spacepiratericky

She kinda chuckles at his blurted mispronunciation.

"Yeah, get him the unlimited platter- space 'em out a little though..." She makes a 'we don't want to watch this guy puke' face and gesture at HR for the server.

"And I'll have the short stack with the bananas foster toppings, please. And two coffees, thanks."

"Yyeees."

HR's head rolls back as the server leaves, thumping against the booth as he shoves a hand in his lab coat, pulling out his flask and taking a few gulps although he definitely doesn't need anymore. He already looks on the verge of passing out.

#horny rick #rick fuckers

happy pride month Rick

"And to you too ;) come celebrate with me baby~"

#rick fuckers #horny rick #I'll fill you up with lots of pride month spirit

"Let me help you rip out those cybernetics Ted..."

#It'll only hurt a lot #;)#rick fuckers #Horny Rick

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HR wakes up abruptly as a sharp kick lands on the side of his ribs with a crack, he rolls over, gripping his side and groaning half in pain and half in pleasure.

"Ggghnn wwf- wh th ffuck.."

He looks up, a nearby street lamp burning his eyes as they try to focus on the figure that had just broken a rib or two. After a few quick blinks, he sees him, the guy that promised him death.

He scrambles to his feet, grabbing onto the dumpster to haul himself upwards, his fingers accidentally brushing against something hairy and gelatinous. He sways in his struggle to stay upright, about to speak when he receives a strong slap to the side of the face, cursing as his ear starts to bleed from the inside, dripping down his face.

evil-rick-e-626

"Huh," E spits with hatred. "You remember me this time?"

"I really got the feeling you wanna die badly."

After shooting him a glare of pure disgust, watching the blood drip from them, he purrs: "Seems like I'm doing you a favor. You must be fucking glad I stumbled over you again."

They always looked wrecked.

"Too bad your Operation Phoenix seems to work just fine."

E points his gun at them, ready to maneuver them into a fresh body.

HR looks into the barrel of the gun with wide eyes, he's... Yeah he's hard.

"This- this is jus' a waste of booze pal..."

He seems more upset about the lack of alcohol in his system he would have to deal with when he wakes up rather than dying, it does take a lot for him to get this wasted.

"C'mon you- you can *brpp* torture me- just don't kill me... pleese...?"

It's an empty compromise when you know he'd enjoy it, like giving him a lollypop instead of a bullet in his head.

evil-rick-e-626

E looks disgusted at the others forming bulge. "Seems like déjà vu, hm?"

With a fast movement he jabs the other towards the wall with his gun and grabs their throat with his free hand.

"You call it waste, I might call it fun, but-," E squeezes a bit tighter.

"-who am I to dismiss such a nice offer?"

E shoots a portal which leads to his lab. He is more than ready to check the substances this Rick uses. He might get something out of it for himself.

"You're coming with me."

HR focuses his blurry eyes on E's, seeing the distaste in his strong gaze. His breath shudders as he was pinned, drooling a bit down his chin as the grip tightened.

Hammered AND a torture sesh? It's his lucky day!

"Noooo don' do thaaat Mr scary Riiick..."

He choked out as he was dragged, a stark contrast between the scent of the room and the filthy atmosphere from outside the portal.

evil-rick-e-626

"Ha, you know what the funny thing is?" E chuckled as he tied the other to a special chair in his lab.

"You're doing me such a favor playing obedient, when in reality you only think you want this."

E goes to a steel cabinet, retrieving a spray, tissue and syringe.

"When I'm done with you, you'd wish I would've shot you," he said smirking wickedly.

"Nn yes- I'll be a sush good boy for you..."

HR watched E gather tools, experimentally pushing against his binds to test how tight they were, his hips involuntarily bucking upwards.

He could only stare at E's back and listen to the sounds of opening drawers and grabbing things as he wondered what was next, the anticipation making his heart race.

#horny rick #rick fuckers

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HR snored loudly as he lie on his back, his limbs sprawled out as he slept peacefully. He made the pile of trash look comfortable, happily drooling all over himself, completely out of it, seemingly unphased by the smell and the occasional rat scurrying by.

Fujo leaned close to HR's face, his nose wrinkling at the smell of the trash before lightly slapping HR's cheek a couple of times in an attempt to wake him up.

"Snrk-!"

HR snorted as he jolted awake, rubbing his eyes and trying to focus on who was in front of him.

"Ghn... Fffujoooo!"

A crooked grin spread across his face as he stared at Fujo's swirled glasses, lifting a hand to clumsily feel at him.

Fujo waved and grinned back at HR, he adjusted his glasses and offered him a hand to help him stand.

H-hiii HR hehe h-how'd you get out here?

He looks back at the Blips and Chitz and back at HR in his drunken state, lying comfortably in the heap of trash.

Y-you wanna go back inside? O-or do anything other than l-lay in garbage g-go have some fun!

HR grabbed onto the Ricks hand with his slightly sticky one.

"Dunoooo..."

He sat up with the help of Fujo, groaning sleepily.

"Y- yeaaahh... Let's go fuck shit up...!"

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HR stirs and groans as he receives a hard kick to the side, swallowing the drool that had pooled in his mouth and had been dripping onto the stained cardboard. His headache hurts more than the kick, he weakly reaches over and grabs Ricky's ankle with little coordination, blinking open his bleary eyes.

spacepiratericky

She let's him hold onto her ankle for now, standing still as she looks him over.

"Why are you sleeping in the garbage, dummy? A rat's gonna chew your ear off one of these days."

"Nnn- Rickie.."

He slurs her name, struggling as he sat up, hugging her legs and resting his head against her, still half asleep.

"Mnh.. Denny's.. pnancake.."

spacepiratericky

She rolls her eyes with a sigh.

"Yeah okay, pancakes actually do sound good. Can you stand up by yourself?"

HR practically climbs up Ricky like a cat climbing a tree, grabbing at her limbs and clothes to drag himself up, swaying where he stood, still clinging to her shoulders. He blinks a few times, shaking his head quickly in an attempt to wake himself up before reaching in his lab coat for his portal gun.

He holds it up to his face to read the screen closely while he messes with the coordinates, eventually getting them down and shooting the portal beside them with some effort, stumbling through to the Denny's parking lot.

spacepiratericky

Ricky made an annoyed grumble as he pawed his way up her body, not exactly sure why she was allowing it. He was standing on his own before she felt the urge to shove him though, and she's patient enough while he fumbles with his portal gun.

She follows after him at a short distance, curious to see if he'd make it all the way inside without falling down.

HR mumbles something unintelligible about pancakes for dinner when he tugs the door open, grabbing onto the frame so he wouldn't fall over as he entered. He would normally hold the door for Ricky, but he's far too uncoordinated to do that, letting her follow him while the host sat them at a booth with menus.

Although the logical thing was to sit across from eachother, HR shuffled in beside Ricky, their shoulders pressing together. seems like he gets clingy when he's wasted...

spacepiratericky

"Aww, sharing the same side of the booth like high schoolers on a date." She says in a somewhat mocking tone, leafing through the menu. "Though hopefully if that's what this was you wouldn't be drunk as a skunk."

She nudges him gently away from her. "I need like two inches here, you're making me too hot." Ricky closed the menu, having decided what to get so the server would know to come over.

"Too hot..."

HR mumbled, he was too out of it to make a dirty joke, although the opportunity was definitely there. He sat and stared ahead for a moment, drooling as the server came up, asking for their orders.

"Pangakes..!"

#horny rick #rick fuckers

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HR wakes up abruptly as a sharp kick lands on the side of his ribs with a crack, he rolls over, gripping his side and groaning half in pain and half in pleasure.

"Ggghnn wwf- wh th ffuck.."

He looks up, a nearby street lamp burning his eyes as they try to focus on the figure that had just broken a rib or two. After a few quick blinks, he sees him, the guy that promised him death.

He scrambles to his feet, grabbing onto the dumpster to haul himself upwards, his fingers accidentally brushing against something hairy and gelatinous. He sways in his struggle to stay upright, about to speak when he receives a strong slap to the side of the face, cursing as his ear starts to bleed from the inside, dripping down his face.

evil-rick-e-626

"Huh," E spits with hatred. "You remember me this time?"

"I really got the feeling you wanna die badly."

After shooting him a glare of pure disgust, watching the blood drip from them, he purrs: "Seems like I'm doing you a favor. You must be fucking glad I stumbled over you again."

They always looked wrecked.

"Too bad your Operation Phoenix seems to work just fine."

E points his gun at them, ready to maneuver them into a fresh body.

HR looks into the barrel of the gun with wide eyes, he's... Yeah he's hard.

"This- this is jus' a waste of booze pal..."

He seems more upset about the lack of alcohol in his system he would have to deal with when he wakes up rather than dying, it does take a lot for him to get this wasted.

"C'mon you- you can *brpp* torture me- just don't kill me... pleese...?"

It's an empty compromise when you know he'd enjoy it, like giving him a lollypop instead of a bullet in his head.

evil-rick-e-626

E looks disgusted at the others forming bulge. "Seems like déjà vu, hm?"

With a fast movement he jabs the other towards the wall with his gun and grabs their throat with his free hand.

"You call it waste, I might call it fun, but-," E squeezes a bit tighter.

"-who am I to dismiss such a nice offer?"

E shoots a portal which leads to his lab. He is more than ready to check the substances this Rick uses. He might get something out of it for himself.

"You're coming with me."

HR focuses his blurry eyes on E's, seeing the distaste in his strong gaze. His breath shudders as he was pinned, drooling a bit down his chin as the grip tightened.

Hammered AND a torture sesh? It's his lucky day!

"Noooo don' do thaaat Mr scary Riiick..."

He choked out as he was dragged, a stark contrast between the scent of the room and the filthy atmosphere from outside the portal.

#horny rick #rick fuckers

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– @rickfuckerf215

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HR snored loudly as he lie on his back, his limbs sprawled out as he slept peacefully. He made the pile of trash look comfortable, happily drooling all over himself, completely out of it, seemingly unphased by the smell and the occasional rat scurrying by.

Fujo leaned close to HR's face, his nose wrinkling at the smell of the trash before lightly slapping HR's cheek a couple of times in an attempt to wake him up.

"Snrk-!"

HR snorted as he jolted awake, rubbing his eyes and trying to focus on who was in front of him.

"Ghn... Fffujoooo!"

A crooked grin spread across his face as he stared at Fujo's swirled glasses, lifting a hand to clumsily feel at him.

#horny rick #rick fuckers

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– @rickfuckerf215

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HR snored loudly as he lie on his back, his limbs sprawled out as he slept peacefully. He made the pile of trash look comfortable, happily drooling all over himself, completely out of it, seemingly unphased by the smell and the occasional rat scurrying by.

#rick fuckers #horny rick

"Ehhehe, i-if I hosted a Rick kissing contest, who would join? Whoever pulls away first is the loser! Dry-humping is extra points eeheheh"

"Is the entry fee a condom for the after party?~"

"As long as you're a Rick a-and down to let me watch you can bring anything you wanntt eheheh ;-)"

"Sounds fun, and if you need a seat to relax on while you judge I'm happy to be of service ;)"

#horny rick #rick fuckers #Until I'm up next of course~

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"Ehhehe, i-if I hosted a Rick kissing contest, who would join? Whoever pulls away first is the loser! Dry-humping is extra points eeheheh"

"Is the entry fee a condom for the after party?~"

#I'm winning #horny rick #rick fuckers

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@evil-rick-e-626

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HR wakes up abruptly as a sharp kick lands on the side of his ribs with a crack, he rolls over, gripping his side and groaning half in pain and half in pleasure.

"Ggghnn wwf- wh th ffuck.."

He looks up, a nearby street lamp burning his eyes as they try to focus on the figure that had just broken a rib or two. After a few quick blinks, he sees him, the guy that promised him death.

He scrambles to his feet, grabbing onto the dumpster to haul himself upwards, his fingers accidentally brushing against something hairy and gelatinous. He sways in his struggle to stay upright, about to speak when he receives a strong slap to the side of the face, cursing as his ear starts to bleed from the inside, dripping down his face.

evil-rick-e-626

"Huh," E spits with hatred. "You remember me this time?"

"I really got the feeling you wanna die badly."

After shooting him a glare of pure disgust, watching the blood drip from them, he purrs: "Seems like I'm doing you a favor. You must be fucking glad I stumbled over you again."

They always looked wrecked.

"Too bad your Operation Phoenix seems to work just fine."

E points his gun at them, ready to maneuver them into a fresh body.

HR looks into the barrel of the gun with wide eyes, he's... Yeah he's hard.

"This- this is jus' a waste of booze pal..."

He seems more upset about the lack of alcohol in his system he would have to deal with when he wakes up rather than dying, it does take a lot for him to get this wasted.

"C'mon you- you can *brpp* torture me- just don't kill me... pleese...?"

It's an empty compromise when you know he'd enjoy it, like giving him a lollypop instead of a bullet in his head.

#horny rick #rick fuckers

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