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very important is that Will came up to me and asked me if we had any toothpicks after he was done eating. we didn’t 💔💔💔

Ducks- tagging their cartoon sharks drawings #71 and #2 in their schedule announcement

Buffalo-admin posted them in opponents as memes below

Oh Willmack are *that duo*

Celebrating an Anniversary ♥️

(2 Mack's Post)

1 Will's Post

1.1 Bonus

Bonus:

will thinking about his sweet little omega waiting for him while he’s on stage. thinking about mack during every sex song they have on their set list. he’s singing all these metaphors about eating pussy and fucking in the car and he's hard in his pants on stage, because all he can think about is mack.

mackmackmackmackmack—

he's throbbing in his pants when the concert ends. barely makes it while thanking their fans and saying goodbye. his omega is waiting for him in the backstage, maybe mack's turned on already too. maybe he's wet and ready for will.

so will storms right into his dressing room, already unbuttoning his sweated shirt, his guys and management are talking something to him, but he truly doesn't care. he'll explode if he doesn't put his hands on sweet mack right now.

the door slams open. will's shirt drops on the floor. mack is sitting on the desk, his knees pulled to his chest, arms wrapped around legs. he still has his flannel shirt on, but his legs are bare, only his black converse shoes still on his feet, his cute white frilly socks stretched under his calves.

he sees will, shirtless, sweaty and turned on—he can see and smell how hard he is and then will's heart drop on the floor, because mack just smiles and opens his legs wide open, his wet pussy naked, pink and ready for will.

will drops on the floor in a second, just in front of mack, letting him wrap his legs around his head and just starts lapping on mack's sopping pussy like a starving man, macklin's sweet little moans already filling the room, his fingers pulling will's hair, guiding his tongue around like he pleases.

none of them cares when the dressing room's door opens and suddenly there's three of will's bandmates watching them, as will buries his head deep between mack's legs, eating him out.

mack smiles, like a brat he is, supporting his hands on the back of the desk, only spreading his legs wider, looking at will's teammates. will doesn't seem to be bothered by their presence neither, sucking on mack's swallowen clit and macklin moans, loudly and shamelessly, at that.

''smitt, what the fuck,'' leno whines, trying to not look, but mack's heated gaze is already burning holes in his head. ''we still have business to do.''

only then will pulls out, replacing his mouth with fingers, playing with the sweet wet flower between macklin's legs, looking back at his friends.

''it's not the best time, i'm a little busy right now,'' he grows, looking up at mack's blushed face. ''whatever it is, it can wait. get the fuck out. and close the door.''