& * 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

notices bart abandoning his position out of the corner of his eye, too focused on the cock currently filling the entirety of his mouth, makes him nervous when the older man moves around the back of him .  knows he’s not happy with hector, still isn’t expecting a finger sliding across his pucker quite so suddenly, sucks in a gasp which in turn causes him to splutter around bart’s length .  drool spilling from either corner of his mouth as he attempts to regain his breath, startled once more as a sharp smack collides with ripe ass cheeks .  his hand lifts, grasping at the fingers currently stroking his cheek, silently pleads with nate to tell bart to go easy on him, own cock responding to blonde’s words, causes back to arch in anticipation .  wants it, wants that so badly, can’t communicate that right now as the cock in his mouth slams continuously into his throat, the noise wet, explicit as he repeats the action .  free hand lifts to palm at heavy sac, thumb rubbing own saliva into the skin .

while all three of them were together in whatever weird situation this was, bart was the one that mainly handled the punishments when they thought hector was acting out. he heard the pleads to go softer and saw nate’s eyes casting down on him. that’s when he pressed the tips of his index and middle finger against the younger male’s tight pucker, rubbing it softly as he leaned forward to whisper in his ear. “you want me to go lighter? fine, guess i’ll just have to tease you till you’re begging for us to go hard again.” bart grinned rather darkly as he went further down on the ground. he spread hector’s ass and spat on the tight hole, only running his thumb along it for now. 

THEY DON’T FIT.   they’re pieces from different puzzles and he’s been trying to make them fit ever since he first stood by dimitri’s side,    but they don’t,    and that’s all his friends have wanted him to see from the beginning.   he sees it now,   or rather feels it when dimitri kisses his knuckles  —   his body,   his intuition often knows far before his mind does,   but his mind is the one that wants to offer second chances,   that wants to say asher is being far too harsh,   even when he’s only looking out for himself.   he feels like dimitri said that the last time too,   that he would try his hardest,   even if that might not have been the exact phrasing,   he feels they’ve gone through this song a dance so many times already.   even so,   asher still dances this dances with attention despite being emotionally drained by it,   maybe that’s his own fault.     ❝     every meetin’  feels important,   though.   which is alright,   ‘m not… ‘m  not tryna call y’out,   but it’s just..  it’s not what i was expectin’..     ❞     he tries so desperately to avoid saying something much harsher,   to avoid potentially hurting the other’s feelings,   to avoid sounding needy to his own ears.   dimitri’s expression cracks asher’s heart with a mallet,  a few more blows and he’ll cave.     ❝     i think it’s..  it’s hard not t’ talk’a’bout us without your plate.   i know you care,   it’s just   —     ❞     at the other’s last remark,   he huffs,  eyes burning,   a rotten feeling begins churning in his stomach,   as if to say he’s doing something wrong,   he’s wrong.   he wants to cave,   he wants to cave so badly.   he has kai’s voice in his head telling him not to.    ❝     i feel like we’ve talked ‘bout this b’fore.   i don’t..   i don’t know,   i don’t.   you’d really have to..   try harder this time.     ❞ 

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫  ━━  m  ╱   nb.

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲:  ♡   ♡   ♡

“hey,”  he  caught  their  attention  as  they  emerged  from  the  shower.  “when  do  you  think  you’ll  ask  me  on  a  real  date?”  a  question  brought  on  after  ruminating  their  relationship.  a  relationship  that  nobody  aside  from  them  knew  about.  "i  like  coming  to  your  place  and  all,  but  ’netflix  and  chill’  is  getting  a  little  old,  no?”  with  forced  laughter,  princeton  unraveled  from  the  comforter  and  sat  upright  on  the  bed.  “it’s  not  like  you’re  embarrassed  by  me  or  something  right?”

“show you around?” shane questioned. he certainly hadn’t thought marlon would ask that of the company he’d slowly built his still very young career around. but after a few drinks and the extreme attraction he already harbored for the slightly younger boy, shane wasn’t sure there was anything marlon could ask for that shane wouldn’t have been willing to give him. the follow up marlon gave gave a chill down the boy’s spine, as he stood, wearing a tight suit - one that clang to a bubbled ass that was desperate to be pounded. “not sure the staircase is the best option. but one of our conference rooms might be free…” shane offered, biting his lip when the other boy took his arm. he knew he shouldn’t have left his desk, but he wanted this too badly to stay where he was.

Owen had to admit he’d been lucky to get Oliver’s help when he had the chance given that several of his local contacts had for some reason not been around to help much and he’d relied on the younger man for his assistance when it came to construction and planning now that Owen was busy preparing to expand one of the many ranches his family owned. Currently in the middle of looking over some blueprints and plans on the kitchen table, the plaid shirt against his body and denim jeans as he hunched over the designs, only to glance up as he saw the now shirtless man walk in looking more than a little sweaty.

“You’ve done more than enough today, more then most men could twice your size” He complimented, not that Oliver was missing in the muscle category by any means. “Hopefully we should have some help at least tomorrow, got someone coming in to give me a hand and make this whole operation run a little smoother” He said, one hand on his hip as the other hand gestured to Oliver. “But either way, astounding work. Remember you still need to send me an invoice for your payment, got to make sure you get what you deserve after all of this.”

Thanks to a couple of enhanced capabilities that most people didn’t know about, Oliver didn’t get too tired out from doing a job that was normally meant for more than just one worker. Of course, the help wouldn’t be something that he would deny and he could even try to find someone to help him, but he liked having the boss’ attention for the first day all on him. His eyes started on the man’s shoulders before slowly working their way down to the back of those blue jeans. Then finally when he got a bit closer, he glanced over at the blueprints only to make sure he was doing everything correctly. 

“Size isn’t really something that I let stop me. You’d be surprised what you find in people that look smaller than the rest.“ Oliver accepted the compliment with a proud grin on his face as he nodded a bit at the mention fo more help. “I look forward to meeting whoever comes. Hopefully they won’t be getting in either of our ways.“ He stopped closer to Owen when he was gestured at, giving the man’s bicep a small pat when he was close enough. “Thank you. I’ll make sure to do just that. I never walk away without making sure I get everything that I deserve.“

“Yeah, I think seeing you cast a fireball might have made it a little obvious.” The twins were interesting like that. Differences that only their whitelighter might pick-up on. Dex then shook his head as he was asked if both brothers would be needed. “No, no. I just figured your brother would be more willing. If you’re planning on coming, then we should be just fine.” Fire and earth working in unison was still something Dex wanted to try. Henry would be the perfect candidate to help him with that. 

“i don’t mean to come off as if i’m - i’m trying to undermine you or.. patronize you, i couldn’t do that if i tried, you’re astounding in your power, but - do you think, in this instance, you might’ve allowed your emotions to cloud your instincts?”   his tone remains ever so calm and soft, hoping to make the question sound as genuine as it is in his head. he carries no air of judgement, just that of an enamored companion wanting to address this.   /   @talemade​

“if you want to be a big, strong boy, stefan, you have to eat.”   though snarky, his tone maintains that this is an indisputable fact, that he – damon salvatore – is right, as always, and waiting for the day stefan understands or falters in his denial.   “look at you..   how do you expect to be anyone’s hero when you’re only half as strong as the creatures that could really tear you and your friends limb from little limb, hm?”   he steps closer, hands held behind his back, darkened eyes scrutinizing. the scent of bourbon follows him like freshly-spritzed cologne, though surely the scent of blood on his tongue transcends that.   “how do you expect to be anyone’s hero when, and i’m assuming, you’re already on the verge breaking out the breathing exercises to distract yourself from that shit show?”   he tilts his head, gestures to the soon-to-be-corpse bleeding out on the living room floor. brows furrow, imbued with openly feigned concern.   “it doesn’t have to be this way.”   /   @talemade​

a small laugh, half with amusement and half with nervousness, escaped venus as she shook her head. “if i didn’t know any better i would think you actually want to kiss me.” but that probably was just her imagination, right? right. the petite woman let out a sigh as she shook her head. “well, that makes me feel a little better at least.”

tommy knew full well he should’ve been racked with guilt over lusting after and now acting on his feelings for his brother’s loving boyfriend. and maybe he would be following getting completely fucked out by teddy, but right now he didn’t care. he wanted to be better than billy in every way. he wanted to completely steal teddy away for himself. to have teddy come to his room at night and completely breed him and hold him afterward. to kiss him whenever he wanted. it was wrong in every way, but tommy was too far gone. teddy could have his ass and mouth whenever he wanted and tommy would certainly be begging for it. even noh couldn’t compare to how badly he wanted teddy. billy would’ve been heartbroken, but tommy just couldn’t help himself anymore. “your dirty whore teddy. just yours.” tommy confirmed. he’d completely fallen into his pleasing kink, much like he had with noh in the past. in tommy’s mind, there was no doubt that he could be better than billy in bed. “i’ll be so much fucking better. you’re never going to get enough of my ass. you’re gonna love fucking it so hard that billy catches us - and you’re just going to fuck me harder in front of him. show him how a real slut takes a godly cock like yours. it’s gonna feel so fucking good,” tommy appealed. he would’ve done anything for that at this point. billy would’ve never been able to compare and tommy wanted to show teddy and billy just how much better he was. sinking to his knees to take teddy’s huge cock was a no brainer and how many of his previous fantasies went. it was even bigger than he expected and quite daunting, but that didn’t stop him diving head first on the cock. he was glad he had a gag reflex, because he wanted teddy to feel his throat choking around his cock. he pulled off gentle for a moment, slapping the cock on his clear face, with deceptive innocent eyes. “i want you to fucking ruin me teddy. ruin my throat and my ass. show billy what it’s like when a slut can actually take your cock.” with that, tommy allowed his unmistakably white hair to be pulled, fully engulfing teddy’s cock - awaiting the inevitable face fucking of a lifetime to commence.

                            she’s  never  been  the  nice  girl.  even  since  she  was  little  she  spent  her  free  time  yanking  dolls  out  of  classmates  hands.  she’d  rip  off  the  barbies  heads   &   keep  all  the  kens  to  herself  until  she  got  bored  &  tossed  them  into  the  garbage  bin.  now  she’s  older   &   she’s  upgraded  from  silly  dolls  to  actual  humans,  finding  them  much  more  amusing  to  play  with.  playful  pout  leaves  her  lips,  dark  lashes  fluttering.    ❝      hm,  calm  down  baby.  i’m  only  playing  with  you.  wouldn’t  wanna  get  in-between  your  perfect  little  marriage.    ❞    small  smile  masked  with  innocence  grows  on  her  pale  face,  glancing  around  the  area  before  he  speaks  again.    ❝      so  eager  to  get  rid  of  me,  i’m  hurt..  ❞  hand  places  on  her  chest  that  was  barely  covered  by  thin  material  of  her  red  dress,  clenching  at  her  heart.    ❝    i’ll  leave…    ❞  a  beat,  hand  releases  from  her  chest   &   glides  up   &down  his  arm,  doe  eyes  glaring  up  at  him.    ❝    if  you  come  with  me.  come  on,  i’m  bored.  your  bouncer  is  very  cute,  but  god  if  i  have  to  hear  him  talk  about  how  much  he  works  out  one  more  time  i’l  gonna  drive  a  fork  through  his  neck..     ❞

hand moved to hold dick’s against  his pectoral, index finger above the other’s so to make sure he felt it. the substance was already dry and barely noticeable but it was still there, absorbed by his skin. “it creates a soft skin underneath, unless you remove it, you wouldn’t need to reapply it. it just needs sunlight or concentrated UV to react.” eric added moving dick’s hand to the side, practically guiding him to cup his side and laid that thumb incidentally over his nipple while using the other hand he reached out for a sponge prepared there for the explanation. and rubbing it hard in a line he began to remove a stripe just to  show it. fingers grabbed onto the thread left and pulled from it, showing that the tattoo was there from the beginning. “and just before you ask, no, scratches wouldn’t remove it unless they’re really really harming your skin.” he guided the hand back there so he noticed to the touch there was still no difference despite having removed a small portion. “it also goes off with shower gel and lots of water if rubbed well, just takes longer than a hard surface rubbing the skin but it’s less damaging for your PH.”

really has no defense to provide for his own actions, and it wasn’t like he wasn’t grateful that they took time off work to indulge him, didn’t want to come off as unappreciative    –––    ‘ i know, i know  …   i am sorry, i just got myself worked up and i didn’t know when you’d be back . . ’  words are cut off by the tip of nate’s cock being forced against his lips, own tongue peeking out just slightly to get a taste as he listened to both of their suggestions .  eyes his treat, sucking in an excited breath at pink tip, doesn’t hesitate to spit on it, watching as his saliva runs down the sides, soon covers it with his own mouth   ––   doesn’t do exactly as he’s told, doesn’t force it down straight away, instead he laves at the head .  tongue desperate to trace and taste every ridge as he whimpered in hunger, his arm lifts, unsure of if he’s allowed to use it, covers bart’s hand with his own as he continues to slobber on the tip, before his lips eventually tightened around him, sucking at the intrusion .  noises escaping the boy were explicit, wet, desperate, he’d be embarrassed if he wasn’t so elated at current situation .

when he felt his orders not followed to in an exact method, bart’s eyes squinted as he looked down at their boy. ‘ you’ll have to excuse me. ’ he kissed nate’s neck quickly before slipping his hands from hector’s grabs and the other man’s cock. he walked behind the younger man and crouched down on his knees behind him. while he worked on nate’s cock, a dark smirk formed on the other man’s face. he roughly shoved his hand down, sliding them underneath the boy’s waistband and sliding a finger down his hole. ‘ you don’t think i know when someone is disobeying me enough to not warrant punishment? ’ almost as quickly as he slid the hand in, he slipped it out and spanked hector’s ass harshly, once on both cheeks as he growled into the boy’s ear.