#ace!!

Matty on his stomach is so fucking hot, letting the wax pour onto his spine and watching the way his shoulders tense at the heat and pain. You catch him rutting into the mattress more than you can count, grinding his leaking cock against the sheets to get any sort of pleasure, the pain you're inflicting on him so delicious he cant help himself. you lean over him, cooing into his here telling him "You can take it for me, right? Be my gorgeous little slut and take what i give you, yeah? So pretty all sprawled out like that, humping our bed like a desperate whore." your sweet tone throws him off so bad, and you're only met with pathetic whimpers and gasps begging you to "Please, fuck- it feels so good darling. Need more, wanna feel so, so good for you. Always hurt me so good, please touch me love, fuck."

Of course, we can’t forget the classics! Featuring some folks I’ll be meeting this weekend at Chicago TARDIS (!!!!!!!!)

Twilight sighed, leaning back against the log behind him. The sun was just starting to sink from its zenith and the light reflected off the surface of the lake in front of him. He held a fishing rod in his hands, but there hadn’t been a bite in a while. Twilight wasn’t worried — they had plenty of food stored. This was more of a break than it was a way to get food. And besides, the sun was hot on the water, so the fish were likely hiding at the deepest parts of the lake. Twilight’s ears twitched as he heard two pairs of footsteps came towards him through the forest. There wasn’t enough clanking to be Time, they weren’t quiet or light enough for Four, Wind, or Wild. “Hey, Rancher.” It was the captain, and if Twilight had to guess, Sky would be the one with him. Warriors walked around the log to sit next to Twilight on the ground. He leaned back and stretched his arms back behind his head. His joints cracked and popped, and Twilight winced at the sound. “Jeez, Captain. It’s a wonder we don’t call you the old man.” Sky teased as he jumped over the log to settle on Twilight’s other side. “Oh shut it, Sky. I don’t make fun of you when your knees crack.” Twilight grinned as the two kept bickering from either side of him. It was all in good fun — they could both dish it as well as they took it, and it was something to pass the time more than anything else. They went silent after a few minutes, the only sound left was the birds in the surrounding forest and the gentle lap of the water on the shore when the wind picked up. “Seems like the fish aren’t biting today,” Warriors said, nudging Twilight’s arm with his elbow. Twilight shrugged. He really didn’t mind. The lake was peaceful, and even though the quiet was broken, he was happy to have the company. He could practically feel the other two sharing a glance over his head. Sky turned until he could face Twilight. “Are you okay? You’ve been quiet.” Twilight looked over to Sky, and then to Warriors. They were wearing matching concerned expressions, and he smiled. “I’m fine. Just wanted some peace for a while.” They didn’t look reassured, but the two of them settled back against the log once more. Their conversation turned quiet, moving towards calmer topics. What Wild was teaching Wind and Hyrule to cook tonight. Wondering when they’d make it to the next town. Whose world they would visit next. Twilight’s muscles relaxed and he let the fishing rod go loose in his hand. He found that he didn’t mind if no fish took the bait. He was content to spend time with his brothers here.

someone's got something they're not supposed to have, methinks-

me, ace, ready to scream: no :)

wait wait wait where do I see if it worked?