OMG I FINALLY FINISHED IT 😱 😱 😱! I have been working so hard on this and trying my best to not inundate you guys with progress shots because I am SO PROUD of every bit of it! I did this with a colored pencil brush and basically tried my best to color it like it was physical media.
This is Flambae as Hades trying to pull Robert as Persephone back into the Underworld.
I hope you guys like it!
I’m going to put a close up of the hands/face area under the cut if you want to get a closer look. 😊
When Robert's depression gets bad, he can't get up off the floor. He just curls up there and stares into middle space until he falls asleep. And when he wakes up, he does it all over again.
He feels guilty the whole time. Like he's burden. Like he's weak. Because he can't do anything. He can't even move. All he can do is lay there and stare and cry.
So imagine how bad he felt when Herm came over to check on him. How bad he felt when he chatted to him and placed a bowl of food down next to him. Poured him a glass of water and updated him on Beefs weekend away with Chase. How he had gotten fatter on pork chops and picked out a new toy from the local store.
Imagine how had he felt when he sobbed silently and fell asleep as his untouched and full glass and bowl were taken away. Washing up done and kitchen cleaned.
Imagine how overwhelmed he felt when he woke up...and there was a pillow under his head. A towel thrown over his body. Another on the floor behind him and an arm slung over his waist. Herm fast asleep on the floor behind him. Just holding him loosely. Being there.
Weight and wetness.
Pulling him back in. Making him feel not like a burden, but like a person. A person who was struggling, who was scared...who was loved.
And he sobbed again.
But this time so loud he woke Herm up with a sleepy mumble.
Male!Reader cause wetmas needs it. We need to round out them genitals people.
The fire was roaring, the snow was falling, and Herm was cock deep in your ass for the past hour. Falling in and out of sleep, holding you tightly and kissing the nape of your neck, your shoulders, your back. Anywhere he could reach. Just keeping his cock warm as you snuggled under the blankets.
"Herm, you know you have work in like 2 hours, right?"
He whines into your hair, burying himself deeper. Hips slowly rolling as he slides a hand down your side, squeezing your waist. Arm sneaking under you, hand splayed across your chest and pushing you back against him.
"I know, but-I mean, can't-I don't want...I hate night shift"
He rocks a bit faster. A slow drag back and forth. Lube and water leaking out. The towel was a good idea, always a good idea.
"I know, but Robert needs you. And you'll have Punch up with you. So it cant be that bad"
His hands slowly slide up and down, one on your hip, the other loosely wrapped around your throat. Tipping your head back, jaw now exposed as he nuzzles against it. Wet open kisses.
"No...no it won't, he's really nice-cool...he's...he's really cool"
His hips start snapping. Your hole no longer a warm place to rest, now squeezing him just right, just perfectly. Wanting more and more.
"Maybe-fuck-maybe lets not talk about your co-workers while you pound me, yeah?"
"Yes-yep good-excellent-best-good idea"
He bit at your shoulder, thrusting faster, hand leaving your hip, gripping your cock, stroking it in time. Panting and whimpering, hand squeezing just slightly tighter around your throat. You could see stars, prostate hit over and over again. He was so big, so full. His hand engulfing you, twisting around your tip, smearing your shaft in your own juices. Taking your breath away, both figuratively and literally.
"Herm...Herm I'm going to-"
"Me too-as well-same ti-with-with me?"
You nod, eyes rolled back. Body held so tightly, wet skin against your heated flesh. So humid under the blankets as he whimpers, face buried in your hair, and spills inside. Filling you up, more and more. Fucking it all into you as he teases your tip, kissing your nape as you make a mess of his hand, your stomach, the blanket. Milking you until its too much. All too much.
He let his hand slide off you, spreading your cum across your stomach, removing his hand from your throat and pulling you into a tight hug instead. Still buried balls deep, plugging you full even as he softened, finally.
I was masturbating last night after a party, I had some drinks obviously but it was mostly alcohol, nothing carbonated. I was using my little bullet vibrator as per usual and I was super close to having an orgasm and I opened my mouth to moan since I was home alone but instead of just moaning, the fucking hugest burp came out..
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