Defiling deceit.

Surely a boy should always love his father. After all is said and done, he is the one who will crown you King. ((RP blog for OC Volya Summers - belonging to Matthew Dakota. Being penned by V. NSFW / general TW for.. pretty much this entire blog.))

[faultyfealty]

i quit my job this week and even though that’ll still mean i have school work, i should have more time for here! sorry everyone who has waited!

[venusianhippie]

turn ons:

actual fathers with daddy kinks

[idonthavebasement]

[caligirlrachelxx-blog]

[sugarcoateddreamer]

You can’t refuse this gesture. After all… his lap is where all your dreams come true. ❤️

[thegoodvybe]

[lazysadkitten-blog]

[faultycode]

@faultyfealty; s.c.—> Ethan;;

          “—You wanted to see me, sir?” 

That last bit was something only used for this job. Give people an inkling of respect and they tended to want to keep you around. He’d been working here for a good two weeks now as technical support, but honestly, he was more than a little frustrated with it. As much as he needed this job, well, you wouldn’t believe how many people he’d had call him for something stupid like ‘not being able to open their email’ or ‘I turned on sticky keys by accident’. Sure, he could answer those questions, but they always wanted him to come down to their office and do it for them; it was ridiculous. These people were supposed to be educated, right? Would it have killed them to take a computer basics class? 

This was a new one though. Mr. Summers. He supposed it was bound to happen eventually, but the request form hadn’t even fully been filled out, so Ethan wasn’t really sure what to expect. Though, from what he’d seen, he doubted it’d be any sort of challenge to him. 

[faultyfealty]

                               Morning time had come and gone without a hitch. Yet after the break and he returns to his work, his laptop has decided it is done with its duty. He tried for nearly a half hour playing with it to make it return to normal but it just refused. Leaving him to begrudgingly ask for tech support. 

                               It had been some time since he’d had to call one of them in and he couldn’t even remember whom it was that worked up there now. So color him surprised to find a blond, young, attractive male at his door answering his beck and call. He might be able to chalk the day up to actually being good now...

Especially how that ‘Sir’ came out his mouth.

“Ah, you must be support? Please, come in. This blasted thing is just quitting on me. It force shut some programs and then proceeded to freeze itself and did so again when rebooting. I am concerned hard drive must be going.

[salvationinsin]

Bound with Hatred

[faultyfealty]

salvationinsin‌:

Hot tears stung his eyes behind closed lids, self control and strength weaning. He wanted to scream, hit the man, push him away from his body and claw at his skin until the disgust fell off with the flesh. Only he couldn’t. He couldn’t and Volya knew that just as well as he did.

Syn waited until he was released by his father to move away. These brief, precious and few moments were reveled in. The way they made him feel were what he always had to focus on, to steel his resolve and endure the cruelty.

He unfastened the buttons of his shirt and shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor with his dignity and pride.

“Can..” He hesitated. Was he allowed to request things considering he was being punished? He decided to try it anyways. “Can we please use the bed this time?”

                             Truly Synner had no grounds on which to stand and bargain with him, but he did enjoy the way he looked when he was begging him for something. Actually, that gave him an idea.

                             Volya pet his son’s hair like one would an animal and then with a sickeningly sweet smile, he touched his fingers to his jaw and forced another kiss on him. 

                          “Beg your father to fuck you in that bed instead of over a desk or on the floor. Do it well enough and you’ll get what you want.”

[xpurpleaesx]

[incorrectfmaquotes]

A lot of people want to kill me. I take great pride in that.

Roy Mustang (via incorrectfmaquotes)

[starkerthings]

《 Go ahead and cry little boy Nobody does it like you do I know how much it matters to you I know that you got daddy issues And if you were my little boy I’d do whatever I could do I’d run away and hide with you I love that you got daddy issues  And I do too 》 

[venusianhippie]

turn ons:

actual fathers with daddy kinks

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[salvationinsin]

Bound with Hatred

[faultyfealty]

salvationinsin‌:

Hot tears stung his eyes behind closed lids, self control and strength weaning. He wanted to scream, hit the man, push him away from his body and claw at his skin until the disgust fell off with the flesh. Only he couldn’t. He couldn’t and Volya knew that just as well as he did.

Syn waited until he was released by his father to move away. These brief, precious and few moments were reveled in. The way they made him feel were what he always had to focus on, to steel his resolve and endure the cruelty.

He unfastened the buttons of his shirt and shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor with his dignity and pride.

“Can..” He hesitated. Was he allowed to request things considering he was being punished? He decided to try it anyways. “Can we please use the bed this time?”

                             Volya watched with hungered eyes and moistened his lips with his tongue, a smirk laying languidly along his mouth. Watching the fight fade and ebb right into the submission he demanded was always his fun.

                          “Why of course my sweet boy.” He mused, dragging fingers over Synner’s collarbone. “The best films are when you enjoy yourself in bed, afterall. Come now, your pants and underwear too, hurry it up.”

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Photographer : Owen Perry

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