Wynn, 21+, she/him, afterdark blog to @amessageonthewind
Tag list is here. ୨⎯ What Happens in the Bedroom Stays in the Bedroom ⎯୧ is the tag for anything that might get you in trouble if you're caught seeing it in public or at work.
Art blog and commission info here. I do take NSFW commissions, but I don't have them public. If you're curious, I do have examples to show.
ྐ❤︎ corded, and wildly visible, veins on your f/o’s forearms that you cannot stop ogling. doesn’t matter if they’re kneading dough or cracking their knuckles or writing pen to paper—you are incapable of tearing your sultry gaze away from the drooling sight. and don’t think they don’t notice it, too. the slight dilation of your pupils and parting of your lips are the dead giveaway that you’re imagining those hands manhandling you like some toy. don’t be surprised when they take matters into their own hands and sate that desire of yours
ྐ❤︎ gentle aftercare after you’ve been thoroughly used and turned inside out. tender soft kisses as you come back down from that mind-numbing high, and a cool, damp washcloth between your sticky thighs—nothing quite as romantic as this. their hands, rough and calloused, performing an act of love against your supple skin
There are two wolves inside of you and they're uh. They're moaning and panting as they slide in and out of you and they're looking at each other with so much unbridled lust and hunger it's like they've forgotten you're even there. I think you're just a fleshlight for them to frot in sorry
[KIIIIIT these were so hard to choose from omg both SCREAM Torchbearer tho so that is who we are going with >3]
11) quickie where you don’t take any clothes off, just tug and pull and expose the essentials
wc: 865
ship: lean on our pride (torchbearer x axel)
rating: 18+
cw: public sex, creampie, clothed sex
wood divider credit
Axel gasped as his back was pushed against the solid wood of a crate. The sturdy tower of supplies behind them only groaned with the sudden influx of force momentarily, and the worry that it might fall over was swallowed fast by Torchbearer's needy lips. Axel let seals arm wrap around his neck, running a hand through the Bandito's dual-colored curls and giving a playful tug. It made her moan into her lover's mouth, and Axel slipped his tongue against her teeth in a playful swipe before he was forced to balance himself with his other free hand on the floor.
"Torch!" He laughed as his lips were freed, "Someone's going to come in!"
The very back of the supply tent wasn't necessarily visible from the entrance further from it, especially when Torch had seal pinned to the ground behind a few stacked crates. Yet there was bustling of the Bandito camp outside of the thin tarp fabric keeping them hidden amongst the wood. This didn't seem to matter too much to the Torchbearer, though, judging by the way they whined in the back of their throat and bit at Axel's neck needily.
"Just real quick," Torch whispered with a pleading tone to his voice, "Just need you. Need to be in you. I missed you so much, Axel-."
Her fingers were expertly undoing the buttons of his pants as he whined. Axel couldn't respond before a hand was shoved into his underwear, and two fingers were stroking and playing at his already soaking wet entrance. A knuckle brushed against his aching cock, sending a loud curse out of his mouth, that was quickly silenced with sinking his teeth into his knuckles and gasping to stifle a second sob when Torchbearer shoved his fingers in.
"Fuck, Bear-" Axel gasped as he ground his hips forward on instinct, relishing in the full feeling just two thick fingers gave him, "Alright, alright but quick and we have to be quiet."
"I will," Torch grinned, "Will you is the question."
"You'll just have to keep me quiet somehow."
Torchbearer's eyes lit up and suddenly they let Axel go in favor of scrambling for their own belt and pants. Axel took the time to shimmy his own pair of pants down his thighs, taking his underwear with it and exposing his soaking bussy to the air. His t-dick throbbed to the sudden cold, and he hissed as he watched Torchbearer pull his pants down and free his cock from his boxers. They rested their balls outside of the pants, not bothering to pull them even a little further down before throwing themselves over Axel and pushing him into the dirt.
Axel was filled up in one swift motion, both of their dripping arousals providing enough lubrication for Torch to begin thrusting his hips immediately upon entering. Chasing nothing but the desperate release he had been craving. His cock was hard and pistoling, their hips a steady rhythm of a song she probably made up in her mind once before. Axel cried out in shock, air punched out of his throat in the form of a loud moan. Torchbearer could only silence him by shoving her tongue down his throat as he made noise.
The two remained wrapped around one another like that, rutting like animals into the dirt behind the crates. The slap of skin to skin was muffled by the rustling of clothes. The jangling of the carabiner hanging from Torchbearer's pants. The clatter of the belt as it slid from their loop and fell to the floor. Torch kept Axel's mouth occupied with his fingers when they had to break the kiss for air, and her own teeth dunk so deep into her lower lip she was breaking the skin slightly. She could taste her own coppery blood that hid her whimpers and, somehow, it made her fuck her lover even harder than before.
When Torch's dick hit the right spot inside of Axel's bussy, and the fabric of his shirt scraped on seal's cock, it wasn't long before he came undone. Moaning into Torch's shoulder, sinking a drooly bite into his shirt to muffle the noise, Axel clenched around the dick pounding him. There was one more thrust. Two. Three and then Torchbearer was muffling his own sob of pleasure in Axel's hair as he spilled herself inside of her lover.
As they stopped and caught their breaths, Axel was too aware of how hot the space had become. The crates and tent tarp boxed in the heat of their bodies, and their existing layers of clothing were soaking with sweat. A fine sheen had gifted itself across Torch's forehead, and Axel felt a small bead run down the side of his neck as the both of them looked at one another.
"Better?" Axel croaked teasingly, "You gonna be able to focus again?"
"Yeah," Torch grinned with an adoring look, "Thank-you."
"Don't thank me yet. We have to find a way to clean up before we head back out. Unless you want a cum stain on the front of your pants."
"Axel!!!"
Axel silenced his lover's complaints with another long kiss, smiling against their pressed lips as he did so.
12 but its torch trying to plan for a mission into dema
smut prompt list no. 3
[giggles oh you're so right tho!]
12) fucking, but one is still trying to keep all of their attention on the game they are playing
wc: 1,131
ship: lean on our pride (torchbearer x axel)
rating: 18+
cw: cockwarming (kind of), desk sex, creampie
Torch had not been paying attention to Axel for days.
Well, he had been. She would flash Axel polite smiles, hug him, and kiss him goodnight. He would cuddle seal and hold seal close, but...Her work had kept her busy, new plans to invade DEMA and free more citizens had been put into motion sooner than the camp had thought. An interruption by a bishop had spurred the entirety of their efforts forward a week, leaving Torchbearer at her desk night after night scribbling down new to-do lists, inventory receipts, and maps for individual Banditos. Bags had formed under their eyes and they never seemed to have a moment of physical time unoccupied by preparation.
Which was why Axel had barged into their tent now, eyes lit up with determination as they approached the desk that Torch was at for the night. She looked up at Axel with a confused and concerned expression. Expecting something to be wrong. Well, boy, were they going to get a fun little news flash.
"Torch," Axel bemoaned, "If you don't fuck me tonight I'm going to die."
"Axel," The Bandito laughed as his lover approached him, wrapping seals arms around their neck and peppering the side of their face in kisses. These kisses began to lower themselves further down any exposed skin. Torch had foregone his hoodie and beanie, wearing just his plain green t-shirt stretched across his pecs and the looser pair of sweat pants he put on for the night when he remembered. She was always perfectly content to fall asleep in her jeans if she needed to, but Axel had always remined her to get comfortable.
"I have to keep working." Torch mused, but the tone was weak willed and ended in a breathy gasp as Axel sunk his teeth into the side of her skin, kissing the nibbled on expanse of neck.
"I know you do, sweet thing," Axel hummed playfully, "Which is why I figured out just the thing we can do to help us both out."
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Torch's pants were around their ankles now under their desk, and Axel's head had found a resting spot on her shoulder as seal pressed his sweaty forehead to the fabric of the shirt. He used the back of the chair to hold on to, gripping the back tight in his fists as he rolled his hips downwards to meet Torchbearer's. Slipping their cock deeper inside of him with every downward thrust.
Torchbearer, for what it was worth, was really trying her best to concentrate on the work she was doing. If she did just enough, she could in fact write down the next important battle plans while using a free hand to grab at Axel's thighs and yank him into a momentary stillness when a word got too messy. It made Axel whimper into her ear, though, which only made her cock throb inside of him all the more.
"Fuck, Torchhhh," Axel moaned as he bit his neck with a playful grin, "You feel so good. I missed feeling you like this. Such a good boy."
The praise made him whimper, but he tried to keep writing. His mind was foggy with pleasure as the buildup of Axel's desperate humping began to grow too much.
"You stopped writing," Axel gasped playfully, "You finished for the night?"
"No," Torch tried to sound even behind the moan she let out as an answer, "Just a few more legers and then-."
"Hey, eyes up here."
The tone was a familiar, dominating one that had Torchbearer's eyes casting away from their work and up to Axel. Axel kept eye contact, hands finding his lover's face. He cradled Torch's face in both palms, stroking at his skin and squeezing his bussy around her cock on purpose. Smirking when she parted her lips to moan softly at the sensation. Axel placed one of his thumbs in her open mouth when she did, allowing the camp leader to suck on it languildy as he continued to speak:
"You've been working nonstop on this plan for a week," Axel murmured, "You've double checked everything. Nothing is going to go wrong. You're stressing too much, and you know what always helps you with stress, huh puppy?"
Torch's face was red with emberassment, but the nickname made him whine softly and nod as he let his tongue swirl around Axel's thumb for a moment longer. They sucked on the digit languidly, until Axel pulled it from their mouth and pushed them back so he could sit up straight in their lap. Adjusting made her cock shift inside of him, and his hips twitched up needy in an effort to chase the velvety warmth of his lover.
"Ax-Axel-!"
"Go on, tell me what always helps you."
"Cu...Cumming in you."
"Yep." Axel kissed the tip of his nose, "Now lay back, baby, and I'll give you what you need."
Torch finally relented, putting down his paper and pencil and leaning back in the chair. As he exhaled, Axel put his hands on eithers ide of Torch's shoulders and smiled, using it to slowly begin his motions again and speed up. Torch let his hands find Axel's hips instead, head falling back over the chair and her jaw going slack as she moaned into the air of the tent. Axel purred at the sight, leaning forward and sucking a large mark into her adam's apple as she exposed it to him.
The more focused on the sensation of his lover, the faster Torch's edge approached them. Soon he was pushing his hips upwards to meet Axel's thrust, gripping their hips and using them as leverage to slam his lover up and down his dick. Axel moaned at the feeling, letting their tongues clash together and hide their moans as Torch's dick stilled inside of him. As she filled him with ropes of thick cum, so much so that it all but leaked around her cock.
One thrust. Two. A final third and Torch slumped forward. Her head rested against Axel's heaving chest, who laughed and moaned as his own orgasm chased its after effects. Kissing the top of Torch's sweaty forehead, Axel brushed some of the baby hairs sticking to his neck and sighed contentedly.
"Feel a little better?" Axel mumbled curiously.
"Mhm." Torch softly grumbled back, "Thank-you."
"You're welcome, now, come on. Let's get you cleaned up and we can lay down and cuddle for the night."
"But I still have work to-."
"Torchieeeeeeee-!"
"Alright! Alright, I'm sorry, I'm coming."
"You already did that," Axel pecked his lips and eased his way off of his lover's lap, "But we can plan on another round when we lay down if you want."
Now that made him stand up from his desk and get ready.
perfect night for lovemaking, letting the windows open to have the cool night air kiss your hot and sweaty skins. lips smacking, hands holding tightly to one another, the creak of the bed at every sweet and deep thrust. his eyes scanning your body and softening when they meet yours, him kissing your salty skin and biting to leave marks to remind you in the morning of how much he loves you, praises whispered in between kisses, next to the shell of your ear so that only you and the night breeze will hear
him getting dressed after sex, grin big as he puts on his shirt and watches you lay on his bed, surrounded by him. “you know,” he says, pulls his jeans up and begins to buckle his belt. “you could stay there, forever, and i’d be the happiest man alive.”
Imagine you're giving him slow, agonizing head, licking the tip and down the shaft over and over until he can't take it and shoves your face down to the base and fucks your throat
