#cumiplier

bro don’t worry i will for you a;lsdkfjal;dfkj

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Mark liked to think he was a responsible driver. He kept his hands mostly on the wheel, and he rarely looked away at the road, able to crack a joke even when he had to concentrate on the asshole in front of him who loved to slow down and then speed up the second Mark was about to pass him.

Luckily he didn’t have just the radio to keep him company this time, accompanied by you as he drove down the back roads. Your laughter kept him going, along with an unhealthy amount of soda. 

Finally the car in front turned off the road, leaving just the two of you seemingly alone. The road stretched for miles and miles, starts twinkling in the sky as the podcast played on, Mark occasionally snorting with a smile on his face while you laughed, always making him smile and glance over at you.

“I’m really glad you could come with me this time, I really though - “ He cut himself off as he felt your hand gently lay on his thigh, raising an eyebrow and opening his mouth to ask about it before you squeezed, promptly shutting him up.

“I- You know we’re driving, right? This isn’t some 80s porno where a man with a pizza can come in and bang someone, this could be - “ He was cut off again as he felt your hand slowly travel up his thigh, gulping as he gripped the steering wheel just slightly tighter, shooting a nervous glance at you. 

You weren’t even looking at him, eyes focused on the road with the smallest of smiles on the corner of your lips, the smile that always drove Mark wild.

“Seriously, we - “ He couldn’t help but grunt as he felt your hand gently squeeze his cock, jerking slightly in his seat in surprise. He was already half hard by the idea, knowing exactly where you wanted to take this, and it was incredibly embarrassing for him how hard he got at the idea.

He bit his lip, gulping nervously as he tried to play off the idea, laughing and about to turn it into a joke before you squeezed again, this time a soft whine falling from his lips, face blushing bright red in the darkness of the car. 

He glanced around the road, keeping as quiet as he could until he finally found a place to pull the car over after a minute of your senseless teasing to his cock through his pants. He was slow as he turned off the car, putting it in park and even using the emergency break as he undid his seat belt.

“That’s it.” He growled, eyes dark but smile on his lips betraying how he really felt, cock aching and stiff. “Back seat, now.”

my goal for 2020 is to give everyone an impreg/breeding kink so *eyes emoji* these headcanons are so CUTE AND GOOD THO????

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Ethan would definitely beg for it, fucking into his partner nice and slow. His blush heavy on his cheeks, “babe, wrap your legs around, pull me in closer, please please please--” 

He’d keep his thrusts up, slow and deep, his cock throbbing deep inside his partner. Huffing, quietly laughing, “can we try it again? Please? God, I just wanna cum inside you, I wanna start a family babe, please? I need to start a family with you...”

He’d stroke his partner’s face, softly pleading, “I want our kids to have your eyes, your smile, everything that makes me love you, so please babe, can we try for a baby? Now?”

His partner nodding their head, his eyes lighting up, his cock buried deep inside them throbs. Their legs lock around him, keeping him tight inside them.

“You serious? Oh, babe, thank you, thank you, thank you--” Ethan would moan, shallowly thrusting in, skin against skin, his breath hot against their neck, “they’re gonna be so beautiful, they’re gonna be the sweetest baby, God we’re finally gonna be a family...”

Ethan continuing his slow and deep thrusts as before, watching his partner whine and moan around his cock, their inner walls squeezing around his length as they pin him in place with their legs. Ethan rocking his hips, “I can’t believe we’re finally gonna have a little boy or little girl...”

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Mark would be SO ON TOP of everything. He buys all the books about getting pregnant, helps track his partner’s most fertile days, even holds back on sex for a week before their most fertile days hit so he can cum more than normal inside them.

It’s not a surprise when his partner wakes up one morning to Mark kissing them, his hands gliding down their hips, their chest, slowly working their pajama shorts down.

“It’s the 14th,” he huskily whispers their name into their ear. His partner bucking their hips up, already worked up as Mark kisses down their neck. “can’t keep my hands off you, God, today might be the day we finally get you pregnant...”

The way his partner arches their back makes him smile, biting along their jawline, down their neck. Mark’s fingers working them open nice and slow, “remember we have to change positions, or I won’t get in deep enough.”

His partner laughs, getting up and into position, face down, ass up. Already leaking pre cum.

“You look so beautiful, so fucking beautiful,” Mark groans, finally pushing his lubed cock inside them, their warm tight heat nearly making him cum early, “I can’t wait to see how much more beautiful you’ll look when you’re carrying our baby...”

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Tyler would be more romantic, more sensual, trying to win them over. Leading his partner to their shared bedroom after a romantic night out, still in his suit and tie. The lights dimmed to a soft orange hue, rose petals scattered about the bed and floor. Champagne resting besides two tall glasses on the nightstand.

He kisses his partner with passion, with a burning desire, his hand reaching up to hold their head back. Deepening their kiss as he slowly disrobes them and himself. Smirking into the kiss as he leads them towards the bed.

“I know it looks a little cliche, but...I just want to make their night extra special. I really do,” Tyler groans. His partner straddling his lap, grinding against his hard on. Watching it throb under their touch. Teasing the leaking head, ever so softly stroking him.

“I want to make love with you all night. I want to feel your body against mine, I want to watch you flood with pleasure, I...I want to cum inside you, and...God, I want to have a baby with you. I want to create something special with you...” Tyler’s warm hands reach up, running down his partner’s sides and groping at their ass.

“Wouldn’t you like that? We’d have a perfect little baby, we’d care and love them, we’d finally start the next chapter of our lives together. And...” he sighs their name, “I can’t think of anyone else I want to start that chapter with than you...please, let’s make love, let’s make a baby...”

The adoring smile and nodding is all the permission Tyler needs, switching them around. Ready to hold up his promise and make love to them until they’re sure they’d be expecting.

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adding him in, sorry aaaaa

Jack would have baby fever badly. Leaving hints around the house, buying parenting and fertility guide books. His phone and computer has bookmarks of the best positions to get pregnant and his favorite baby names. It’s not hard for his partner to smirk and know he’s too shy to ask what he really wants.

As soon as his partner sits him down and explains -- yes, they’d love to try and have a baby with him, and it’s about time they started to try -- Jack nearly cries happy tears. His dreams of fatherhood and becoming a family finally coming true. 

Jack can barely keep his hands off his partner after their conversation. Grabbing and giddily pulling them into their bedroom any time he finishes a stream or recording session. Kissing them deeply, his smile never fading as he works to get their pants down and work his cock deep into them.

He fucks into his partner quick, and deep. His moans mixing with his partner’s. The smell of sex heavy in the air as he lowers himself down to his partner’s face. Kissing them tenderly, softly, his voice soft as he smiles down at them.

“I feel like today’s the day, I just feel it,” Jack groans, his cock throbbing deep inside them. Pre cum messily leaking down his partner’s soft inner thighs, “today’s the day it happens, and think -- heh -- this time next year we’ll have our sweet little son or daughter. They’ll be as beautiful as you, and we’re gonna make the perfect little family.”

“I love you,” his partner softly moans. Pulling Jack down into another passionate kiss.

“I love you too, so very much...” Jack groans, finally spurting inside his partner, feeling their orgasm as they squeeze around him. Cumming as deep as he could go, still liplocked with his partner.

 oh fuck yee!! als im SO SORRY this was in my drafts for a week oof -- mod ghostie

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Tyler whined -- actually whined -- as Mark kept him straddled on his lap. The bed dipping under their shared weight, his hips bucking up on their own. Fully aware of how exposed he was. Completely naked from the waist down, hard cock dribbling pre cum down onto Mark’s sweatpants. Mark’s hands behind him, kneading his ass in the most teasing of ways.

Well, he was naked, save for...

“How’s the new cage, Ty?” Mark moved one hand away from Tyler’s perky ass, beginning to palm his hard cock through his sweatpants. “I had to get a cage smaller than usual, you know. Isn’t that sad?” Mark laughs, a low deep laugh Tyler knew was meant to humiliate him further.

“It’s...good.”

“Just good?” Mark laughs once more, “what is, Tyler? The fact you can’t cum unless I unlock you, or are you just that use to being my nice little locked up cockslut?”

“...Both,” Tyler admits. his face heating up as he lowers himself down, resting against Mark’s chest. Hearing his pounding heartbeat echo in his ear, “the fact to...to please you and be a good boy...”

“Mmmm, I love to hear that...you know what?” Mark scoots Tyler down, using a free hand to pull his sweatpants down, his hard cock finally perking up. Throbbing gently, as hard as can be after only playing with Tyler. 

His eyes dark, cloudy, looking from his cock to Tyler. Pumping himself slowly, carefully, “maybe you deserve a reward for being a good boy...”

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Mark bounced on Tyler’s cock, grinding his hips back and forth, watching as Tyler looked at him with pure and utter desperation. Soft whines spilled from his lips as he watched Tyler lose himself. Thrusting up, keeping his hands to himself -- just as he was ordered. 

Mark smirks, knowing the cock ring around Tyler’s base would ensure there would be no way he’d cum. Not without his permission.

“Aww, what’s wrong now, Tyler? Don’t you like your reward?”

“Y-Yeah,” Tyler hissed, “feel so good--”

“Well, if you feel so good, you should cum...Oh! Forgot, you can’t.” Mark rubbed it in, riding Tyler’s cock slower, feeling Tyler throb and leak inside him. He grips his own hard cock, stroking himself slow. Watching Tyler whine once more. Trying to thrust back up.

“Poor little Tyler. Can’t even cum unless I say so. How pathetic,” Mark laughs, his pace picking up as he lifts himself up once more, “you’re getting so worked up on being my little cockslut. Nothing but a toy for me to fuck and use, I can cum all I want...”

Mark makes a show of it, slamming back down on Tyler’s cock, pumping up to the head of his leaking cock, keeping eye contact with Tyler as he brought his own pre cum soaked palm to his lips. Licking it away with a moan.

“Fuck--!”

Mark laughed, “bet you liked that, hmm? Bet that would’ve made you cum if you weren’t locked with a ring. All you have to do is sit there and be a pathetic little cockslut for me to fuck over and over.”

Mark continues up and down, jerking himself off. God, seeing Tyler so frustrated and humiliated -- seeing him whine and moan as he kept his cock hard for him and only him. It was a power rush Mark needed.

“That is, if you want to make yourself out to be an even more pathetic cockslut and beg for me. Begging to be unlocked and finally get to cum. Like the needy little slut you are.” Mark smirked. Riding Tyler at the same pace -- just barely enough to keep him on the edge. Just barely enough to keep Tyler wanting more of what he couldn’t have.

Tyler couldn’t hold back. The way Mark moved, the way Mark fucked him just the way he craved, hell, that dominating glint in Mark’s brown eyes was too much. Thrusting up as Mark slammed back down. Needing to cum inside him, needing to finally cum all his pent up frustrations from his cage out and into Mark. 

“Please, please Mark, God I need it so fucking bad--” he hisses, pleasure running up his spine as Mark kept his pace up. Mark’s pre cum dribbling down his nude stomach, “I just need to cum so fucking bad. I know I’m just a toy for you, I don’t care if I’m locked up for another week, just please let me cum! Please, I need it so fucking bad, you have no idea!”

Tyler thrusts up, Mark moaning as he hits that sweet spot inside him. 

“Please, Mark, I just need to cum in you, I need to cum. I’m a toy and I love it, just please let me fucking cum!”

Mark reaches into his shirt, letting Tyler thrust into him as he held himself up. Each thrust harder than the last. An all familiar heat rising in him, knowing he wasn’t too far off from his own orgasm.

He pulls out a ring, attached to a thin chain around his neck. Panting as Tyler continues to fuck into Mark’s tight warm heat. Dangling the key in front of his face, the same desperate lust before returning to Tyler’s gaze.

tiny drabble, sorry its unedited ksjdfksjdfh

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Mark struggling, his mouth wide open, tongue hanging out, panting away. His eyes rolled up at the two egos above him. Wilford smirking, letting his 12 inch cock slap against Mark’s cheek, nearly messing his temporary face tattoo of the day. Pre cum smeared across his cheek, the bridge of his nose, everywhere.

Magnum’s own 11 inch cock resting on Mark’s tongue. his mouth barely being able to get the leaking head in. Moaning around the two, nuzzling up to their cocks, wanting nothing more than to please them.

“What’d ya say, should we go easy?”

“No...D-Don’t want easy,” Mark moans, his mouth returning back to suck at the head of Magnum’s cock. Bobbing his head with what he can fit in. The two massive, Mark’s own cock throbbing, rutting against Wilford’s leg as he mumbles around the pirate’s heavy cock, “wreck me, make me a fucking slut, just f-fuck my mouth already.”

“Yee sure you want that?” Magnum groans, “yee be such a soft little thing, we’d break yee.”

“I wanna be fucking broken,” Mark groans. In pure ecstasy. Lust in his eyes as he moves away from Magnum, looking up at the two. Pre cum smeared across his face, blush as red as his choker, panting, mouth wide open in a smile with his tongue hanging about. Drooling over himself like a little slut.

“Use my mouth, fucking face fuck me already, p-please, Daddies.”

That’s all the two egos needed. Both standing over Mark more, looming over him, their cocks, huge and throbbing, leaking more on his soon-to-be fucked face.