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Three Goblin Art
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Send my muse a 💋 and they'll talk about a lover WITHOUT mentioning a name!
mylittlelemon:
A past lover, a current lover, a secret lover, a crush???, any and all! My muse will vent, compliment or lovingly talk about that lover in a positive light! This is meant to be a POSITIVE MEME. The fun part is trying to guess who they’re talking about! This can be sfw or nsfw!
More pictures: benashtonpictures // Fiction : benashtonfiction
Send ‘rough touch’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
Your muse throws a punch at mine.
My muse throws a punch at yours.
Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.
My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.
Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.
My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.
Your muse grips my muse’s hips.
My muse grips your muse’s hips.
Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.
My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.
Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.
My muse slams yours against a wall hard.
Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.
My muses pushes your to their knees.
Your muse bites mine.
My muse bites yours.
Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.
My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.
My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.
Your muse attempts to shove away mine.
My muse attempts to push off yours.
Your muse roughly kisses mine.
My muse roughly kisses yours.
Your muse pins mine onto the ground.
My muse pins yours to the ground.
Your muse delivers beatings to mine.
My muse delivers beatings to yours.
Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.
My muse breaks your muse’s arm.
Mun chooses.
✿
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13. Do you have the keys for the handcuffs?
Nate bit his lip as he looked up at the other before tugging gently against the cuffs. “Do you have the keys for the handcuffs?” he questioned before looking back up at him.
Luca plopped down on the bed beside Nate, a lazy smile tugging at his lips. "No worries," he chuckled a little. "I didn't lose them..." he hummed, unlocking the other's wrists. "How do you feel?"
Send 💐 for a starter with our muses in an arranged marriage.
Send “ 💐 XXX” if we need to consummate the marriage in public~
GREY
“My muse surprises your muse at work for a quickie”
Ray hung back as he watched the people file out of the studio, he knew Luca would be the last one out, if he even came out, he knew the dancers schedule like the back of his hand. Between the two of them they had to be well coordinated if they wanted to see one another off business hours, between the demands of the office, and Luca’s classes it wasn’t always easy.
He waited, knowing he looked like the awkward parent waiting for their child to surface in the flow, and at one point that was all he was. He didn’t have Anna with him this time though, she was with her mom for the week.
When the coast seemed clear and he had yet to spot the dancer he made his way from the front room to the actual studio. “Full house today hm?” he asked spotting him at the far end of the room, he closed the door behind him.
The day had been too long, and Luca was exhausted. He sat down on the floor against the mirror, waiting for the students to shuffle out.
It’s been a busy day, leaving no time to visit Ray. Anna didn’t have class today, meaning the chances of seeing his lover were exceptionally slim. Days like these came too often, and all the dancer wanted was time. Just some sweet, simple, alone time with the man.
Speaking of…
A smile slowly pulled at the dancer’s lips when he saw Ray.
“I need a break…”
Ray gave him a soft smile as he crossed the room, the closer he got the easier it was to see just how tired he looked. “Yeah, you look like you could use one.”
When he got close enough he lifted his hands to cup the dancers face, getting a good look at him, even tired he was beautiful as ever. “I’ve missed you,” he murmured.
A content smile began to tug at Luca's lips as Ray touched his cheek. The dancer reached up from his spot in the floor and affectionately combed his fingers through the man's hair.
"You have no idea how I always miss you," he murmured. Luca wanted more than anything just a little bit of time alone with this man. He loved his daughter, but... Quality time was necessary.
"No work?" The dancer arched a brow and slowly stood up, wondering how Ray had the time to surprise him.
rough sex starter sentences
“Come here and get on your knees. Show me how much of me you can swallow.” “I want you to fuck me as hard as you can and I don’t want you to stop, even if I tell you to.” “We don’t need a safe word. You should handle everything I want to give you…” ”That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. We DO need a safe word.” “What was that? You don’t think you can cum again? I’m going to show you that you can.” “You wanted me to be rough, so I’m being rough, darling. Can’t you handle it?” “Look at you lying there all used… Do you think you’re ready for more?” “I don’t care whether you can take it. I will do it anyway and you’ll love it.” “Open up wide.” “Don’t you dare move. Did I tell you you could?” “Oh good, does that hurt?” “You will listen to every single word I say. If you don’t… then I’ll tie you up and I’ll leave you here desperate.” “Harder! Harder!” “Don’t stop now!” “I don’t care whether it will hurt. I just want it.” “I can’t wait to see you covered in the bruises I’ll mark you with.” “Not a sound, do you understand? You have to be absolutely quiet, or I will make you want to scream even louder.” “I would’ve prepared you for this if you’d not been begging for me to fuck you.” “You should see your face right now…” “I told you I was going to make you regret saying yes to this.” “Is that all you’ve got? That hardly hurt. Well, I guess it’s my turn now.” “You’re here for my pleasure, not the other way round. Do you understand, slave?!” “Tell me how much you want me and I’ll give you more than you can handle. That’s the game we’re playing now, honey.” “Don’t complain. I could’ve tied you up in even less comfortable positions.” “Oh, look at you. All tied up and ready to be fucked.” “What’s that? I can’t hear what you’re saying with that gag in your mouth.” “I’m not done yet! Spread your legs and lie the fuck still until I tell you to move!” “Oh this hurts, does it? I want you to beg for even more.” “Just count down with me and if you make it to zero without squirming, I’ll stop hurting you.” “This is about control and you’re definitely not going to have any.” “Show me you can follow orders and I’ll be a lot nicer, love.”
❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜
“I didn’t know you had that in you, babe.”
Luca hummed contentedly when he felt warm hands on his backside, firmly holding his cheeks. Every sensation went directly to his groin. You have no idea, he thought to himself. “Mm, spank me,” the dancer demanded simply, his fingers bunching up the sheets in his fists.
“Mmmm.” The immortal chuckled with glee, one large hand lifting up into the air before swinging down, making impact with Luca’s left ass cheek, the sound reverberating off the walls. “It’s a good thing you’re indestructible now…”
Luca inhaled sharply and bit his his lip, arching his back slightly in response. "That means no holding back, yes?" He murmured, squirming around to hastily kick off his pants and let them fall off the bed. "Now do that again..."
❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜
“I didn’t know you had that in you, babe.”
Luca offered a rather coy smile. “It truly doesn’t take much for you to get me hot and bothered,” he hummed, slowly wriggling his ass against Ash’s crotch. “Even when you just brush against me in your sleep, or touch my knee in public… You kill me…” The dancer whispered, unable to help himself from a slow grind against Ash’s groin.
His erection was obvious, long and hard beneath Ash’s shorts, pressing firmly against Luca’s divine ass with every slow movement. “I’ll keep that in mind… clearly there are opportunities that I’m missing.” He purred, hands sliding under the waistband of Luca’s pants, grabbing those firm cheeks he loves.
Luca hummed contentedly when he felt warm hands on his backside, firmly holding his cheeks. Every sensation went directly to his groin. You have no idea, he thought to himself. "Mm, spank me," the dancer demanded simply, his fingers bunching up the sheets in his fists.
"My Lord...?"
“What is it?”
The dancer glanced between Milton and his desk. "My Lord, may I stay with you...?" Oddly enough, he wanted the man's company-- even if it was sitting by his feet like a feline.
GREY
“My muse surprises your muse at work for a quickie”
Ray hung back as he watched the people file out of the studio, he knew Luca would be the last one out, if he even came out, he knew the dancers schedule like the back of his hand. Between the two of them they had to be well coordinated if they wanted to see one another off business hours, between the demands of the office, and Luca’s classes it wasn’t always easy.
He waited, knowing he looked like the awkward parent waiting for their child to surface in the flow, and at one point that was all he was. He didn’t have Anna with him this time though, she was with her mom for the week.
When the coast seemed clear and he had yet to spot the dancer he made his way from the front room to the actual studio. “Full house today hm?” he asked spotting him at the far end of the room, he closed the door behind him.
The day had been too long, and Luca was exhausted. He sat down on the floor against the mirror, waiting for the students to shuffle out.
It's been a busy day, leaving no time to visit Ray. Anna didn't have class today, meaning the chances of seeing his lover were exceptionally slim. Days like these came too often, and all the dancer wanted was time. Just some sweet, simple, alone time with the man.
Speaking of...
A smile slowly pulled at the dancer's lips when he saw Ray.
"I need a break..."
@arch-and-pointe
@papa-bear-redfield “I went to the studio when I got home…” he admitted with a tone filled with dejection and disappointment at his own lack of motivation to look further. Where else could he have found him? His home was out of the question, surely…right? “You weren’t there…I’ve been, well, here. Waiting for you. Biding my time. Bein’ a fucking coward you know my usual shit right?”
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Luca didn’t say anything at first. He slowly exhaled a deep breath, dropping his things to the floor by his feet. A faint, cautious smile crept along his lips and his eyes settled on the other. “You… are here.” He looked over the other man he knew so intimately, taking a few slow steps forward. “And I am… here,” he breathed quietly. “I have missed that.”
punish me - gallery!verse
Luca was only faintly disappointed that they couldn’t get right down to it. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to practice his patience, anyway. He had plenty of trouble with that in bed.
He would’ve torn Milton’s clothes off again if he wasn’t craving someone more than that; much more than quick fucking. Sighing a little in defeat, the dancer stood up to his feet.
“Fine… I will wait,” the dancer huffed faintly and headed into the bedroom, hoping not to meet another judgmental cat.
Closing the door behind him, Luca thought for a moment before he began to strip out of his clothes, leaving on his tight little briefs. He plopped down on the end of the bed and leaned back on his hands, waiting as patiently as he could.
Luca’s obvious frustration was amusing.
Milton hadn’t even intended to make him wait for too long, but to see those striking blue eyes cloud with impatience was just too precious to hurry. And Luca didn’t deserve better, anyway. Not after what he had done in that restroom. Not after his smug appearance during the vernisage.
Luca deserved the punishment he craved so much, and Milton would make it worthwhile.
He chuckled softly to himself as he watched the dancer walk away, crouching a little to scratch the cat’s chin. “He’s magnificent, isn’t he?” he whispered, more to himself than to the cat. “Should we keep him?” But of course, that would depend on Luca’s behaviour. No more intermezzi in public restrooms. No more of this unbearable attitude. Milton would have to tame him first, as it seemed.
He took his time to retrieve the riding crop. Fine leather. And strong. Luca would appreciate it, he was sure. If he truly wished to be punished.
With a smirk, the crop in hand, he opened the bedroom door. A second hairless cat emerged from his hiding spot under the bed, stretched thoroughly and with obvious delight to greet his owner, ignoring the half naked man on the bed.
Milton didn’t ignore him. He bent the riding crop with his hands, his voice stern.
“Why aren’t you naked yet?”
Luca faintly rolled his eyes, and stood from the bed. "Though I might leave /something/ to the imagination," he hummed and swiftly slipped off his underwear, setting them with his other clothes.
Standing before Milton, the dancer allowed the other the incredible view he didn't get to see during their previous encounter.
Luca's eyes drifted from the second cat making its presence and finally saw the riding crop in Milton's hand, carefully eyeing the leather.
"Oh..." was all the dancer had to say. Was he frightened? Not in the slightest. Was he surprised? Absolutely.
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you’re open to roleplay the following:
● abuse ( emotional, physical, drug etc.)
● crime ( murder, kidnapping, theft etc.)
● action ( fighting, races, weapons etc.)
● relationships as ( enemies, gangs etc.)
