Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Qualityâ Free Actions
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
Heya so finally I'm done with the forms and stuff so here is some of my merch!
Link to pre-order form: https://cronchsmerch.carrd.co/
Only available in North America (shipped from Texas by my friend Sal) and South East Asia. Stay tuned for my ACGGoods upload where they ships worldwide!
This is my first proper fanfic writing considering I usually draw sooooooooo I hope you enjoy.
ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż(Ëľ â˘Ě á´ - Ëľ )
Please do not steal or copy my work âĽ
Art by Fantasia TKaTB
Word Count: 1,600
Warnings: Smut, teasing, dominant behavior, public sex.
You had been teasing Solivan every second you could, reveling in the way his fingers twitched and his eyes roamed over you. Sneaky brushes of your arm against his, your fingertips dancing along the back of his arm as you walked with him. Solivan was at his breaking point, practically ready to throw caution to the wind and show you how much you affected him regardless of the busy sidewalk you two walked on. Your eyes were set on the arcade you were headed towards as the bright flashing lights and loud chimes sounded around you two.
 âhaah~âŚpumpkin you should know better then to tease meââŚSol said under his breath and with a strain in his voice.. âHehâŚmmmn~âŚyouâre soooo cute when youâre all flusteredâ you said back to him, finding his reddening cheeks endearing. You were practically tugged along and into the photo booth at the back that you two often frequented, but this time the atmosphere felt charged. Behind the curtain of the booth, his lips immediately crashed into yours catching you by surprise but you melted into him. Sol swallowed your breathy gasp with his lips as he resisted the urge to devour you right then and there. A press of lips turned into desperation, roaming hands and you could feel the heat pooling between your thighs at each slide of his tongue against yours.
How long had you two been kissing in the booth? It didnât matter no, the only thing that mattered was the heat radiating off his body seeping into yours. Solivan pulled back just enough to look into your heavy lidded eyes brushing the pad of this thumb over your kiss swollen lip. He smirked then and slid the hand that was on your hip to your thigh squeezing it, he knew what he was doing and it sent bolts of desire straight to your core. Toying with the hem of your shorts his hand crept closer to where you needed him the most ânngh~âŚSol..wait~â you breathed out even as your legs opened invitingly.Â
âShhhhh..âŚyouâre going to be a good girl and stay quiet for meâŚright?â he said with a grin making his piercings glint in the dim light behind the curtain. The world outside the photo booth faded away as all you could focus on was his eyes that seemed to dance with mischief. You silently nodded, feeling a heat crawl up your neck as he pushed the crumpled bills into the photobooth.Â
âGET READY FOR YOUR PHOTOS- SELECT YOUR FRAMEâ the automated voice came out like a shrill practically making you jump as you were so entranced by the way his fingers moved, he noticed, of course he did and that elicited a dark chuckle from him. Slowly his fingers crept higher and higher teasing under the hem making your brows furrow at him. âSol⌠what are you planning?â you said but it came out more like a whine, he ignored you and pressed the sleek black frame.Â
âGET INTO YOUR SILLY WACKY POSES FOR THE PERFECT PHOTO MEMORYâ the voice cut through the air again, gods was it always this loud? Before you had even a second to process what pose you may want to do, a large palm pressed over your mouth and his other hand hooked around the crotch of your shorts tugging them to the side. âPumpkin, weâre going to capture some memories alrightâ he purred out with a wolfish smile as the two of you appeared on the small screen. âMmnnhhpppf!â Â you huffed out into his palm pinching your brows together feeling the cool air of the booth hit your feverish exposed skin.
The time seemed to slow as you felt those all too familiar fingers slide through your glistening folds and the most pitiful sound came from your lips. âHehâŚyouâre so wet..is this all for me?â Sol teased with that same wolfish grin, gods you swore you could see his eyes darkening as he looked at the mess you were becoming. Your eyes flicked to the little screen seeing you two from the waist up hiding the hidden touches he was stealing below. âPumpkin, eyes on me..â he said, keeping his palm over your mouth but turning your head to face him as he pressed his finger against the sensitive bud that ached for him. That press made your hips roll forward wantonly and you were thankful that your reddening cheeks were covered by his hand.Â
âGET READYâŚ..ONEâŚ.â The automated voice rang out as he circled your clit leaning his head to the side watching you with a predatory glint in his eye, the strain in his pants all but growing at the needy sounds being muffled by his hand. â...TWO..â Sol grinned wider as his fingers moved in tight circles, the pleasure radiating through your core was making your breaths come out in short quick bursts. âTHREE!-â Snap~ the booth camera went off forever immortalizing your cruel punishment for teasing him, and what was worse? There was more frames to be taken and he was just getting started.Â
âYou know, you're so beautiful when you fall apart for meâ he purred against your ear, tightening his grip on your mouth as your warm breath from your nose ghosted over his knuckles. The automated voice said something similar than before but you couldn't focus, how could you when his words were dripping with sin and he was wringing out your pleasure? It felt so damn embarrassing knowing how much of a mess you were making in your shorts, your lace panties all but becoming a second skin clinging to you along with your damn shorts. Snap~ the lense captured his lips to your ears and your eyes going glassy, you were practically drooling into his palm.
Solivan turned your head forward facing the lens, opening your neck up to his greedy mouth. âKeep your eyes on the camera.â it was a command and the way he said it sent a shiver through your spine. His fingers became more demanding on your skin and his own hips canted up against nothing but the tightness of his pants. âMmmnnh!~â the needy sound was muffled by his hand because that was his to hear, his alone. âMâFuckâŚIm going to make you fall apartâ  Solivan growled into your skin but only loud enough for you to hear. He could hardly take it the friction of his too tight pants pressed deliciously against his cock, if it weren't for his dark pants he would look just as much of a mess as you were right now.Â
You. Were. Aching. For him. His lips and tongue on your sensitive neck made your skin flush and his hot breath rippled goosebumps across your skin. Solivanâs dexterous fingers slid between your slick heat and teased at the place you needed him the most. Schlick~ the audible squelch of his finger sliding effortlessly into your pussy sounded in your ears in the hidden place behind the photo booths curtain sounded in your ears. Â
Snap~  The camera you were facing captured your eyes fluttering closed with a fucked out expression on your face. You were truly a mess, but his mess nonetheless. Solivanâs eyes flicked to the screen seeing your eyes closed and he pressed his finger deeper inside you curling it as he breathily whispered into your ear. âPumpkin, youâre going to keep your eyes on that camera. Eyes. OpenâŚ.or youâll be punished when we get back.â another command, a warning that made you clench around his digit. Â
âFuckâŚlook at youâ Sol said thick with need curling his finger out of you only to replace it with two digits, this made you cry out into his palm that he held tightly against your mouth. Pumping his fingers in and out of your wetness his teeth began to dominate your neck. The muffled moans were caught but occasionally slipping between his digits making his cock throb and leak into his boxers. You were transfixed on watching him through the grainy screen, watching him suck love letters into your skin and marking you as his.  Snap~ Captured and enraptured by the punishment and worship he was giving you.Â
It was too much, the slide of his fingers inside you coiling heat inside you like a spring ready to snap and then it happened. Squeezing around his digits your walls fluttered as Sol shattered you completely, you hadnât even noticed him pull back to watch you come undone because your eyes were nearly rolled back.Snap~ Â âHaaaah~ yes, that's it! Fucking break for meâ he said with ragged heavy breaths as he fell apart from the friction of his tight pants and purely by watching you crumble for him.
Solivan slowed his pace and then pulled his fingers out of the mess you made, your eyes lazy and trying to focus on him seeing his own fucked out expression. Your flushed face came into full view as he released his hand from over your mouth but only to hold your jaw in his grip. Holy fuck, you could only hazily think before he made a show of bringing those digits to his lips and licking them clean while you watched. Snap~ the final photo took showing you two, utterly ruined.Â
Solivan moved your damp shorts back into place but not before snatching up the polaroid strip into his greedy hands. With twitching fingers, he held the strip raking his eyes over every detail of his newest obsession, before looking at his most prized possession. Fucked out, utterly ruined, marked in bites and hickeys and so his. âYou're so fucking perfect so fucking mine, and only m i n e.â he said before capturing your lips again, his mind racing with every way he would show you just how much he meant his words, his promise.Â
Find my spicy art here âşPumpkinTushieđ (@PumpkinTushie) / X
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Qualityâ Free Actions
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
I finally finished this art! I kept not having enough time, but since my weekend got extended because of a (future) forced doctorâs visit, I was able to finish it 𼳠Take care of your health đ¤đ
So while viewing the bad end of tkatb, a swift of inspiration of an idea hit me that I thought was really cool & had a lot potential when I thought about it more.
What if, the bad end happened, but instead of the MC happening to stumble upon when searching for Crowe, they never found out he was killed by Sol to begin with.
Sol would successfully dispatch Crowe & maybe be clarified as missing for the time being if they donât happen to find Croweâs body. This would rack the MC with confusion, fear & sorrow. But luckily⌠Sol is there to comfort them.
I think this is really cool since there is a lot to about with this idea when thinking how this impacts Sol & MCâs dynamic.
I honestly love the idea of this! What about you guys?