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@theownerslove || from here
Looking up at the Alpha, Pippin just smirked, pink tongue running over his lips as he challenged the much bigger male. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want. Or do you think you won’t stack up after all?”
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@askbigbrolucifer liked for a starter from a random muse (using this tool) || You got Pippin!
“Listen, I’m gonna be perfectly honest. I’m 18, I’m unbonded, and my heat started a few hours ago and I’m sick of suffering through them alone. I don’t care what happens, I’m going to go in the bathroom and pull my pants down and what you do after is up to you.” The boy tipped his head, knowing that the motion would release a blast of his heat-rich pheromones in the direction of the man standing nearby. Then, grinning impishly, Pippin turned and headed into the bar’s bathroom, running his fingers over the arms of a few of the other men in the establishment almost knowing it could arouse jealousy in his chosen target, and went into a stall, waiting.
One of Neal's favourite things was watching his sweet little mate getting railed by his older brother. And even though Pippin's lips were wrapped around his balls, Neal couldn't take his eyes off of the gorgeous sight of Preston's thick cock stretching out his mate. 'Fuck.. Both of you.. So fucking hot'
Pippin had certainly come into his own now that he was bonded to Neal; his sexual energy was more properly directed, sure, but he also had gotten more feisty, more experimental. More eager to please, even. He squealed in pleasure even with his mouth stuffed full of his mate’s thick cock, feeling Preston pound into him over and over.
@offairytaleisms || Neal / Preston & Pippin
Ever since Pippin had started suggesting that he might want to take a mate, Preston had been on the lookout for someone suitable. It wasn’t that he liked the idea of sharing, or even losing, his beloved baby brother, but he knew that there were things that even he couldn’t provide. Things an Omega needed that were unsavory for Preston to think about. Their relationship was entirely brotherly, save the mutual carnal infatuation that had been in place since they were adolescents.
These places weren’t the best for finding eligible young Alphas, but they were a start, at least. They could find contacts, perhaps even just find someone worth taking home for a night.
Preston noticed Pippin staring at a tall man wearing a glowing harness, and he chuckled softly. Leaning close to his brother’s ear, he murmured, “Is that what you want, baby brother? A musclebound beast?”
“He’s handsome,” Pippin replied in an intrigued whisper, giggling softly. “And look at what he brings to the table,” he added, clearly talking about the man’s exposed genitals, swinging free in the harness.
“Am I not enough for you, baby brother?”
“I’m just saying~” Pippin giggled more, now making come-hither eyes at the stranger across the bar.
@fourarmedandnotsodangerous || Maxwell / Pippin (& Preston)
“It really isn’t as sordid as all that,” Preston sighed, his arms looped around Pippin’s waist as the younger male sat on his elder brother’s lap. “You must understand that among those of our economic status, this sort of thing happens all the time. We aren’t socialized with anyone but our own kin, so we gravitate toward one another. And now that our parents have retired and moved off to their sun-soaked hideaway, it’s fallen to me to ensure my brother is properly cared for.” As Preston spoke, Pippin smiled across the table at their companion, his foot brazenly slipping along the four-armed man’s calf.
“As you can see, a normal Alpha won’t cut it, with him. He’s... special. Has been since birth. What I’m asking is for you to just... see if the two of you click. And if you meet my standards for him.”
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@sovrumana || Bel / Preston & Pippin
Preston knew that his little brother had been planning something all week. He’d been sneaking off after school, hiding his phone when it went off, and just generally acting skittish and secretive. Pippin had nervous tendencies, that was nothing unusual, but even this was outside normalcy. He let it go, though. Pippin was getting older and he didn’t always need his big brother looking after him.
His phone had gone off and Pippin had jumped up to go to another room to answer it, grinning at the screen. “You’re still coming tonight, right?” He asked in a hurried whisper. “He’s never really cared about celebrating his birthday but I wanted to do something special.”
@your-lonely-witches // from here
Pip's fingers dragged over Victor's stubble, his lithe body pressed closer to the older man's, his mouth turning up in a smile as he returned the deep kisses in kind. "Can't help it, you're so handsome," he answered in a sweet, teasing voice. "I know you've wanted to get your hands on me all day..."
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open to: tops, m only; alphas of any species welcome!
Setting: Cemetery Genre: Romantic Comedy Trope: Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics Prompt: On a roadtrip together Kink: Masturbating for your partner
The road trip had been his idea; going into a sudden, unexpected heat was not part of it. Especially not when they were 150 miles from anywhere with a decent bed, in a sports car with no backseat and barely enough room in the trunk for their bags, the air slowly filling with pheromones and the bulge in the other male's pants becoming all too evident. He wasn't driving -- Pippin was the absolute pinnacle of a Passenger Princess -- but he'd urged the car faster anyway by sheer force of will as his thighs shivered in the seat. Not that he thought anything bad would happen on a lonely highway in the middle of nowhere, but he didn't relish the thought of getting in a wreck because his partner had suddenly lost his damn senses.
So he'd unbuckled, leaned over the console, and started jerking him off. What was a passenger princess to do, but at least hold off the edge until they could find someplace to burn the initial hot blood off?
