connor no

|| asks/requests/prompts open, gimme dat gud shit || mainly conkus, but also a lot of the dbh fam bc why not I love em so much dude

[spookattz]

[eternal-fractal]

Vaporeon could probably do this in canon. Like several dex entries state they're almost 100% water.

[sonypraystation]

when you tell his spoiled ass no

[washimbembe]

Blobboreon

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ok,,, so ,,

hi everyone :’)))) <3333 I missed yall so much. I apologize for not being active for an ENTIRE YEAR OMG I can’t believe I was away for so long. When life sweeps you away, it really do be like that sometimes :’)) I was really hoping I would stay active during college but alas, I did not and now I am in my 2nd year of college. I figured out a (somewhat) routine to myself, so I’ll try to see if I can make time because I just realized it’s been an entire year since I’ve written anything and I really miss it. 

I’m not sure if the DBH fandom is as active as it once was, but stories are always wanted and readily shared so I’ll make sure to post the ones I do manage to write. I can’t believe I missed Halloween, I realized I could’ve written Halloween themed fics for yall :’)

Another thing is I got a new laptop bc my old one was giving me,,, too much trouble lol so I also have to find my old fics and move them here.

I’ll start posting christmas fics because these characters still make me happy :)) forgive me if things “feel” weird, I’m horribly rusty and need to get back in the swing of things. For now I’ll post some old drafts I have lying around I’ve been meaning to post <3

Again, I’m sorry for being gone so long :’)) I’ll start uploading fun things again. Thank you all for sticking with me, and for my new followers welcome to the family!

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Thread of fate

[honestlyconkus]

Legit just spent an hour on your blog! It’s so amazing and I love your writting!

I don’t know how long this has been but I’m so glad you enjoyed them!! I’m getting back into it (baby steps ;) but please expect more fics and hc’s from me!

[honestlyconkus]

Connor kissing Markus in 10 different ways

Here’s our 2nd installment of the Conkus Kisses Series! RK800 edition for my 800 followers!!! (shh I know we definitely surpassed this milestone but yall still deserve it for staying with me even after I went MIA due to college <3)

I went with softer hc’s this time, so nothing too NSFW, but again 9 nd 10 are out there ;))

Collarbone kiss

Quick kiss

Hand kisses

Eye kiss

Sneaky kiss

Jealous kiss

Butt kiss

Back kiss

Abs kiss

Dick kiss

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thank you for supporting me! Have fun reading my lil weirdos <3

[honestlyconkus]

Collarbone Kiss

#1

Connor was exhausted. Now it's typical for androids to not wear down- they simply don't become tired. But ever since deviancy, he’s been recognizing the familiar feeling of drainage. Emotionally, mentally. Even though it wasn't a physical aspect, he still felt the strain in his body.

This recent investigation wasn't turning out the way he thought it would. There were too many opposing variables, too many differences in the victims. No clear evidence as to why the killer chose how to operate. It was driving him nuts, as humans would say.

His agitation led to Hank pushing him away and telling him “you need to get some rest.”

At first he was adamant, saying No Hank, I'm not tired; androids don't get tired. But the insistence of his Lieutenant made him rethink his decision. Hank was, after all, only looking out for him.

He took his leave the next day, and went straight to Markus’ house. Connor was almost always missing him, no matter how long they've been apart. It could be weeks from now or a mere 5 minutes; Connor wanted to always be in his presence.

So it was now, late at night, where Connor waited expectantly in their bed. He's skimming through the case files he’d brought home for further analyzation but he wasn't really focused on the investigation.

When the door opened and in walked his lover he immediately set his files to the side table, and reached for him. Pale hands made grabby fingers as Markus broke into a smile.

“Hello. Miss me?” Markus whispered softly, crawling into the space beside him. Connor latched on immediately, face turning into the crook of Markus’ neck.

“Impossible. You were always within 50 feet of me within the house.”

“Liar.” Markus snickered, curling himself up against the pillows. “You called my name at least 5 times to make sure I was still here.”

“Okay, maybe you're right,” Connor relented, settling himself beside the android. “I did miss you.”

“See? No shame in admitting it.”

“Hmph.”

His protests were quelled when Markus began to run his fingers through his brown hair, nimble and quick, gently massaging through certain points were the sensors were most receptive. Connor sighed and curled in closer, kissing Markus on the collarbone in response.

There was a hum of satisfaction as each android felt the mutual feeling of warmth and security within each other in the quiet of the night.

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1 / 2

I barely mentioned the kiss lol I just wanted to talk about the soft babies

[honestlyconkus]

Quick Kiss

#2

“I've got to go Markus.”

“Mmhm. Be careful out there baby.”

Connor nodded and slipped on his suit, brushing a hand through his hair. Markus was sitting at the breakfast table, sunlight beaming through and making his sun-kissed skin glow. Even though he was just sitting there, quite literally sitting there, Connor took a moment to stare.

He was scrolling through the magazine, reading the paper. It was a human thing Markus found he favored, since Carl always prompted him to read to expand his mind. A cup of warm coffee sat near his hand, with idle fingers tapping against the ceramic mug in a gentle beat. Strong, gentle fingers, shapely and defined. He was just as twitchy as Connor, rapping his fingers on everything while the android detective fidgeted with his metal coin. The sunlight brought out his cheekbones, casting a golden glow onto his features, illuminating his freckles. If Connor focused, he could almost catch the speckles in Markus’ green eye, and the light greenish hue his blue eye began giving off as he read. His posture was relaxed, content, unlike the android stiffness they had when they leave Cyberlife. He looked so at ease.

The RK800 stopped for a moment to stare, marveling in his boyfriend's beauty, before leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss to Markus’ cheek.

“I'll be home soon. I love you.”

“I love you too Connor.”

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1 / 2 / 3 

Welcome to soft boy hours ladies and gents.

[honestlyconkus]

Hand Kisses

#3

Connor loved Markus’ hands.

He didn't know if it was because of the way he played, or the way he held him, but Connor had always found himself fascinated by the darker android's hands.

He'd watch as long tapering fingers danced over milky white keys, an ensemble of melodies filtering through his processors. Blinking in surprise when Markus gave him a look, reminding him to listen to the songs not just at face value. Connor, in response, closing his eyes and looking for the feelings, in the way Markus was playing, and finding himself recognizing more each day.

He'd twitch as clever fingers snuck around beneath his shirt, gentle ministrations of the fingernails making Connor hyper aware of every movement. Discreetly stepping on Markus’ feet while smiling at the guests in the ball; Markus’ gala, his own gala, and being so touchy-

Connor's breath hitching and his eyes flashing in response when a palm fitted snugly against his ass.

He'd reach for the hand during bed, and kiss them. Soft and slow, trailing gentle paper trails down the span of skin. Following lines of freckles Markus received on warm summer days. Sometimes he’d kiss them messily; saliva dripping past his mouth, teeth sharp and biting, tongue hungry for more. Wanting to taste more, to satisfy himself and Markus.

But most nights he’d reach for the hands and kiss them, delicately, like they were fragile crane figurines looking to take flight atop a wooden shelf. Each kiss one filled with affection, with purpose. As if he were stamping his own little love notes on Markus’ skin.

Markus would smile, fondly at the gesture, and pull Connor in for more.

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2 / 3 / 4

this is my favourite one lowkey 

[honestlyconkus]

Eye Kiss

#4

“Have you ever kissed Markus’ eyes, Connor?”

“I'm sorry- what?”

“Kissed his eyes. You know, like an Angel kiss.”

Connor blinked and stared down at the flower crowns he was making with Simon. Alice was sitting a few feet away, quietly making her own pink headband but also listening in on the conversation. She loved Markus and loved hearing talk about him.

“I believe I have a few times. Why do you ask?”

Simon set down his crown of daisies and blue tulips and smiled, leaning forward with his hands cupped around his face. “I've just wondered. His eyes are such a beautiful combination; it's easy to fall in love with him.”

“Oh it is,” Connor agreed, gluing down a particularly difficult stem to his band. Alice reached over and helped hold the pieces together. “There isn't a moment of my time where I don't think about how much I love him.”

Simon and Alice shared knowing glances to each other, which Connor completely missed.

The YK500 model tugged on his sleeve, prompting him to look up. In her soft voice she asked, “Do you think Markus likes those kisses?”

Connor tried to remember. The one time he could distinctly see a reaction was after sex. After the 2 were both spent, Connor found himself climbing on top of Markus again, but for an entirely different purpose.

“Geez Connor if you wanna go again let me catch my breath first-"

“Let me kiss your eyes Markus.”

The statement threw the other android off guard, as gentle hands settled against bruised skin. He smiled, white teeth flashing in the dim light. “I'm sorry?”

“They're called Angel kisses, I believe,” Connor explained, cupping his hand around Markus’ cheek and sending him images from the web. “Kisses placed delicately on the eyelid.”

“Why do you want to give me this particular kiss?” Markus asked, running a soothing hand up and down Connor's lower back. He leaned into the touch for a moment before blinking in response.

“Your eyes. I love them, and I've always wanted to show my appreciation for them.”

“You know one is a spare part right?” The RK200 touched his left eye piece, near the cheek and frowned slightly. “I found it in the Veta junkyard. I don't think it's that impressive-"

“But it's what defines you,” Connor interrupted, leaning forward and holding Markus’ face with both hands. He leaned even closer, breath brushing against Markus’ cheeks.

“They're something I look forward to seeing every night.”

Markus smiled, relented by leaning back and closed his eyes. Connor's LED whirred an excited blue and he moved forward, placing one soft kiss onto Markus’ eyelids. Each one was met with a sigh of pleasure, the continuing strokes behind Connor's back a sign of happiness.

When Connor finished he remembered smiling shyly at Markus, before the older android pulled him down for a proper kiss.

“Yes,” Connor smiled, looking at Alice. She caught a twinkle in his brown eyes. “I do believe he enjoys those kisses.”

-

3 / 4 / 5

[honestlyconkus]

Sneaky Kisses

#5

Number 1, Connor wasn't supposed to be here.

Number 2, how Connor was even allowed inside the lecture hall despite not being a student was a another mystery.

Number 3, why was Connor dressed like that, does he really want to ruin Markus-

And yet here he was, quietly leaning back in his seat and peeking innocently at the speaker on the podium from the audience. He was wearing glasses, dutifully taking notes, button down denim shirt rolled up near the elbows. His hair was in loose, lovely waves and he was smiling easily from where Markus could see.

It made the android want to shutdown and reboot 50 times.

During the lecture on multiple occasions Markus had to constantly remind himself what he was here for (to teach a sociology class about the social pros and cons behind his race of people as “new self-identifying AI” and the complications it carries) and he had to repeatedly ignore the obvious mischievous bait Connor kept throwing at him. Things such as winking every time Markus’ eyes skimmed over him. Or overenthusiastically calling out answers.

Or even raising his hand to answer such questions, which Markus pointedly had to ignore after he mistakenly called on him the 1st time.

(“What do you think is the big picture with having a new, artificial intelligent race?”

“I'm not particularly sure, but I do know what my big picture is after class with you, professor.”)

The class erupted into laughter and Markus turned blue in response, staring down at the ground. Connor smirked when the android professor’s stress levels shot up by 15%.

Once the lecture ended, Markus made a beeline for the door, chanting goodbye to his students and hoping to avoid Connor from embarrassing him any further. The plan was cute, to say the least.

The android detective easily caught up with him and shoved him into an empty classroom, quickly shutting the door behind them. Markus stifled a gasp as Connor pressed his forehead against him, pushing the older android against a wall covered in posters of old historians. His glasses dug into the bridge of Markus’ nose, which Connor ripped off and stuffed into his pocket.

“I only have a few minutes,” the RK800 whispered, fidgety hands skimming along Markus’ torso. “I wish I could stay more to ask questions but this will do.”

“Kidnapping the professor is a better idea?” Markus questioned, groaning when Connor mouthed at the base of his neck.

“I'm supposed to be at the precinct today but Hank said I could visit you.” Connor's tongue slowly traced up Markus’ neck, canines gently nibbling on sensitive skin. “He said I should be quick about it though. I have 2 minutes left.”

Before Markus had a chance to ask what that meant, Connor pulled himself up and sealed their lips together. A quick burning heat stoked the fires of their hearts as thirium pounded through their bodies, echoing within their ears. Markus’ hands crept up to Connor's face and neck, gripping brown hair and squeezing his face. Connor's own hands settled against Markus’ hips, pressing against hips bruised beneath the fabric.

It was fast like a flash of lightning, as Connor pulled away before Markus had time to think straight.

“I've gotta go,” Connor apologized, pulling away but continuing his assault on Markus’ neck. “I now have 1 minute and 35 seconds.”

“What does that even mean?”

“I love you. I promise I'll fulfill my bigger picture with you later. Goodbye Markus!” Connor pulled away, quickly disappearing from view and leaving a breathless Markus in his wake.

The detective came home that day and did indeed, fulfill his promise.

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4 / 5 / 6

so like, imagine Bryan Dechart as a professor pretending to be a college student? yeah? yeah.

[honestlyconkus]

Jealous Kiss

#6

Connor's fingers twitched.

Markus was talking to them again.

Actually it didn't matter. Connor shouldn't care so much- he knew where he stood with Markus. He should take comfort in holding such a high title above everyone else. He was practically the only person Markus cared about, in all honesty.

But it still didn't delete the fact that Connor felt angry seeing him with other people.

Like right now.

Markus was greeting old friends back from the revolution; people he’d helped, freed. Connor should be happy, that Markus was still being the dutiful leader he was; that he hadn't changed from their beloved inspiration since deviancy. Keyword: should.

But watching Markus share his smiles, shake hands, laugh at their conversation made his systems boil. Angrily the coin he was flicking around his fingers sped up between the spaces of his digits, flying by at inhuman speeds.

He wanted nothing more than to throw his quarter at all of them.

Something flared red in his vision, when a female android leaned just a bit too close. She was laughing and giggling, hands staying too long against Markus’ skin. Markus, ever the gentleman, didn't seem to mind but he gave Connor a glance.

The expression in Connor's eyes was almost laughable if it weren't so terrifying. Markus took a screencap to show North later.

Minutes after the android detective appeared, smiling tightly. His brown eyes had an odd red tint to it and he was shaking slightly. Markus took a step beside him and placed a curious hand on his shoulder. He’d never seen Connor worked up before, or angry in general. It was almost against his code to be in such a “state”, since androids were programmed to be complaint to any task, and not feel things. But this was definitely not just a “state”.

It was a feeling, alright.

“Something wrong, Connor?” There was genuine concern in Markus’ eyes when he asked the question, and it cooled the fire pit inside Connor’s thirium pump a few degrees.

“Yeah Connor, what’s the matter?”

Until, the girl who he had decided not to like, spoke up as well.

Without saying a word, Connor reached forward, grabbed the back of Markus’ neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

Markus, not entirely prepared but also expectant of Connor’s unpredictability had calculated this would happen at some point in their relationship with at least a 25% chance of probability. He just hadn’t expected the event to occur sooner. In response Markus leaned into the motion, knowing if he refused he’d get in trouble for it later.

The girl’s arm (poor miss) around him fell away as he grabbed Connor’s arms, pulling the RK800 into him. Their noses mashed together in a hurry, Connor’s mouth hot against his as he tried to prove a point. Grabby hands pulled Markus into a taut body, raking over him possessively and with wild abandon. Markus laughed against the kisses multiple times, kissing him back with just as much vigor but also understanding how childish and petty this was meant to be. Markus felt a sly tongue shooting out multiple times, creating and insinuating a filthy show behind closed doors.

After a few moments Connor pulled away, licking his lips and glaring at the poor android girl. In a smug voice Connor said, “Keep your hands to yourself.”

Markus didn’t have any trouble with excessive touching from fans that following year.

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5 / 6 / 7

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Butt Kiss

“Hello? Earth to Connor?”

There was no response from the younger android.

Markus glanced up from where he was bagging up school lunches for children in poorer neighborhoods. He and Connor were planning on donating them to a local resource center to help out for the upcoming year. Theoretically, since androids don’t need to eat, maybe providing for those that do can bring their communities together instead of apart. He doesn’t know how well it’s working, to be frank, but the look of thankfulness he receives from the volunteers there were worth it.

They’ve even received letters from children in the mail, happy messages scribbled in broken writing.

Now he’s hoping to get this deed done, but a certain someone wasn’t exactly paying attention. When Markus looked over his shoulder Connor was staring at him, but his eye level wasn’t where they normally where. In fact, they were below his eye level.

“Connor?” When Connor didn’t respond for the 2nd time, he turned around, hands across his chest. “Are you staring at my butt again?”

“No,” came the quick response. “I was looking up something online and my eyes just happened to be there.”

“Hmph. Liar.” Markus turned back around and bagged the leftover brown paper bags, hearing the chair behind him squeak as his lover stood up. Biting his lip, Markus waited for the cool lips against his neck. But there were none.

Instead he heard a grunt as hands wrapped themselves around his thighs, and he stiffened when he felt those cool lips press against the fabric of his shorts instead, fingers kneading against his synthetic skin. Markus knew Connor could feel the flush of thirium rise within his thighs; the feeling crept all the way up to his neck.

“Why do you always suggest the most erotic things when we’re just about to do something saint-worthy? It clashes with our public image.”

Markus’ snark was interrupted by a stifled groan as he felt fingernails trail up and down suggestively on his inner thighs, bringing back flashes of pixelated memories from nights before. It took everything in him not to turn around, grab Connor and shove him into the nearest surface to paint his skin with Markus’ mouth. To simply hear the noises Connor would make for him-

“Connor please we have to be at the donation center in 20 minutes. Let’s continue this for later babe, hmm?”

In response Connor bit him instead, sharp pain shooting at his backside and going straight to his groin. Markus let out the groan this time, slamming his palms on the counter.

“Fuck.” He turned around and pulled Connor up by the collar, just barely catching sight of the devious smirk on the RK800’s face before pulling him pointedly in the living room.

They barely made it to the center; only 10 minutes late.

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6 / 7 / 8

[honestlyconkus]

Back kiss

#8

It was a long night.

In reality, they all had long nights. Connor with his detective work; Markus painting and attending lectures and meetings. Each android understood the workload of the other, and they also understood that on some nights, they each needed a little time to recharge before they could be themselves again.

That night was tonight. In particular, it was Markus.

Markus had to go to meetings to meet with more governors, more politicians, to advise people. It was a day consisting of dealing with humans and traveling to far away distances and, for the nth time, Markus understood the human expression of “worn down to the bone”, despite him never having bones within his body. It simply felt like that.

That night Connor could sense the exhaustion and gave a solution.

“Would you like me to massage your back for you, Markus?”

Markus glanced up from his pillow and nodded, rolling over and stretching. He rested his head against his pillow and sighed, trying to ease his tense body. “That would be lovely baby yes.”

Connor got up and climbed onto his lower back, sitting just before the curve of his ass. He pulled out some sweet smelling lotion near their nightstand and began to rub it on his fingers, attempting to warm plastic digits up without the use of temperature regulators. “I know we don’t have flesh, nor nerve receptors but massages always seem to help you. I understand you probably had a long day and need to sleep but I’ve heard massages relieve stress, and-”

“I understand Connor,” Markus’ muffled reply came from the pillows. He was laughing slightly as an indication from the shake of his shoulders. Connor went on technical explanations when he grew uncomfortable. “I appreciate this 100% my love.”

Smiling Connor reached forward and rubbed slowly, pressing down into hardened areas of the synthetic flesh. It mimicked human flesh, knotting up at certain points due to overexertion. Markus practically melted into the touch, groaning softly in pleasure each time Connor's nimble fingers smoothed over skin. They were warm and sent a lulling sensation to his systems, almost triggering his sleep mode.

Connor smiled fondly as Markus seemed satisfied, huffing soft noises of approval and growing more and more loose. The tension in his boyfriend's shoulders dissipated, until all that was left was the trust and pleasure the android detective left. In response he leaned down and placed a kiss against Markus’ back, right between his shoulder blades.

He trailed the kisses up and to the notch in his spine, before rolling off and kissing him on his bicep.

Markus turned his head and smiled sleepily from the pillows, his eyes shining. He pulled back his skin and laid the glowing plastic hand across Connor's similarly glowing plastic cheek.

All Connor could read where the words “I love you.”

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7 / 8 / 9

[honestlyconkus]

Abs Kiss

#9

Wet. Heat. Shiny.

Huffing. Groaning. Kissing.

Profanity, Connor's name,

vowels of pleasure, soft hah’s,

Connor's name, flash of teeth,

a gasp of air, Connor's name,

Markus’ skin, red lips,

Connor's name.

That was all Connor could think about. See, hear. Markus was covering him in kisses, calling out his name in puffs of air, kissing him with those red red lips.

Connor's name danced delightedly along his tongue, Markus’ face breaking into a smile when Connor responded back. He loved it when Connor gazed back at him with such heated desire.

“I love your expressions baby.” Markus always said. “Give me more and I'll scream out your name.”

Connor did. He always did what Markus asked. To simply hear the way his 2 syllable name rolled off his boyfriend's mouth was delicious.

One time Connor wanted to try something different. He had Markus pinned beneath him, shirt off and buttons just about to be torn from the RK200’s pants when curious hands stopped them. Markus looked up and raised an eyebrow, attentive. He offhandedly noted how delicate Connor looked on top of him, almost fragile with his porcelain skin glowing softly in the dim light.

“May I…” Connor gulped, staring pointedly at the subject of his interest. “Kiss your abs?”

Markus smirked. “Are they to your liking?”

“They've always caught my eye before. I never understood why.”

“Until now.”

“Until now yes.”

Markus lifted his hands, as if to say by all means.

Hungrily Connor dipped down, inching himself lower to properly align his face to Markus’ abdomen. He stared for a second, admiring the planes and defined muscles. Knowing there weren't any real muscles, but still enjoying their appearance. Within minutes Markus felt something wet coating his stomach, and he couldn't help but laugh as Connor kissed his abs over and over again.

The laughter quickly turned to a moan when Connor began dipping lower, and pressing- no sucking skin instead, allowing purple bruises to appear on his tan skin. It grew more and more difficult to keep the soft haze of blue out of his vision as Connor found his sensitive spots at the pelvis, nearly snarling in frustration when Connor didn't go quite near his crotch yet.

Yet.

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8 / 9 / 10

lemme tell yall- when Connor wants to play, he plays-

[honestlyconkus]

Dick Kiss

#10

Markus glanced down and twitched, brown eyes staring at him with so much heat. Connor was intense, not only in his detective work but within the confines of their bedroom as well, as it seems. There was such a hungry look in Connor's eyes he was almost frightened of getting eaten.

Which didn't make sense, because android's didn't need to eat. But the expression worked.

Connor was fascinated. Everything about Markus was perfect. It almost seemed like Kamski designed him to specifically appeal to Connor, which didn't make sense.

Or did it?

The RK800 shook his head at the disturbing thought. He wanted nothing to do with his creator at the moment, and wanted everything to do with Markus.

He wanted to taste Markus, every inch of him, starting from his lips down to his cock. Which was stood in front of him, Connor's mere expression making Markus feel something already. But Markus didn't look desperate for the touch; there was still that sense of Markus in control, to break Connor however he felt like it by any means necessary.

But it was almost as if he were sitting back, observing, allowing Connor take charge and ruin Markus instead.

Connor jumped at the chance and leaned over, hovering just a few inches above the sensitive head. He blew hot breath against the sense receptors and smiled slightly when Markus shivered.

“Markus?”

“Hmm?” Markus was staring at him, a hand raised in the air as if wanting to reach out to Connor but also wanting to hold back and see what would happen next.

“You're the most perfect being I've ever laid my eyes on.” His smile grew wide, innocent, and he placed a sweet kiss against the top of Markus’ cock.

Markus didn't get another warning after that, before Connor took him in.

Intense, wet, and sinful. Those were the words Markus would use to describe how Connor treated his dick. The RK200 honestly couldn't even remember what he was thinking at the time, because Connor was doing his very best to stop Markus from thinking about anything else except for Connor.

And it worked.

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Much less saucy than my last one but this felt good to end it like so. I also could NOT have been more straightforward with my fucking title sO-

AND SHE’S BACK BITCHES!! Welcome back to my 2nd installment of Conkus Kisses: Connor Edition :’) A play with words for my RK800 followers (which we have well surpassed by now holy shit)

For my RK1000 kisses, it will be a little different. I don’t know what I’m doing yet, but it’ll be somethin’ else ;) 

9 / 10

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I love your fanfics so much u r an icon ♡♡♡

I write for fun and yall shower me with love oh my lordt <3 i,, once again,, do not deserve such love. 

I will provide so much good conkus content for yall in the sooner future I pinky promise

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honestly, this blog is one of my favorites. thank you for making me smile every time you post! <33

hi I miss you guys so much I feel like the biggest piece of shit for not posting but I’m not on hiatus bc I promise I’m still writing, I just haven’t found the time to post them lol <33 you guys are so great to me thank you, I just wanted to reply to some long overdue love msgs from yall :’’’’))))