[jodateamor]

♡ ͎. ｡˚—— EXPLOSIVE ANGER. CUM & GUTS. BELLACO. ——˚ ｡. ͎ ♡

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[valentinosbignaturals]

[jodateamor]

I want to harass

Who wants to be harassed

Icly i mean

[jodateamor]

I want to harass

Who wants to be harassed

Icly i mean

[jodateamor]

Valentino is wise to not trust himself. If he had the opportunity to meet another (valentino), his extreme libido would coax him to sleep with him. He has done it all and this was a opportunity he CANNOT allow evade him, but he'd then murder them like that climax scene in gone girl. Practically riding a corpse therein after.

He is both foolish enough to sleep with someone (himself) who he is convinced will kill him first and take his place if he doesn't act quickly.

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[twinkhole-destroyer]

It’s a little sexy when you put your hands around a guys throat and he doesn’t know if he’s gonna die or come

[willgrahamscock]

one man’s phobia is another man’s kink

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[jodateamor]

kindly share me amongst your friends like the town bike // val - hazbin hotel rp. sb. will follow from hub.

[desinteresse]

Challenging gender roles by having the kind of dogshit personality traits usually reserved for straight men only

[jodateamor]

Qué pésimo. Would it murder you to have a harmless indulgence?

 “What about their ass?” he prodded, again. The topic may have been steered, but the Overlord was undeterred, rationalizing with the twitch of his cock. Alastor’s face card was....grotesque. Looking more like a ragged sack doll, stained by rain and tormented by a demented child with scissors. Lacking the soft curves Valentino adorned. Instead, he was shaped by sharp angles, like the clay under an arid desert sun.

Still, Valentino’s tumescent dick deemed potential in even the most wretched features.  Radioman had large eyes under dark eyelids, sockets large enough to take in his girth.

 And his neck, Valentino unabashedly gazed at, was perfect enough to grasp with one hand as he did so.  

“Have you ever thought of biting their ass, too? Rumour has it it crunches like corn off the cob.”

[allura-raine]

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Vox? "Donde carajo fuistes, cabron? My bed is in dire-" An angel, an eyesore against red décor. One of heaven’s foremen in the middle of his domain, witnessing @jodateamor with a handful of cock, mid-pump.

"Papi," The Overlord crooned after a beat, his tongue curled as if it were a saucy piece, savoring it on his taste buds. A self-anointed paragon of virtue, encroaching on a sinner’s grounds? What will daddy think? "tienes que pagar un chorro para ver este sho’." Was his seamless recovery, covering himself with the curtains of his wings. “Otherwise, what do you need?”

by all rights adam should have been more careful when he randomly decided to teleport down to hell to speak with lucifer, but the angel really wasn't the type to care. it wasn't as if adam were the type to think about his actions before doing them, after all. what he hadn't planned on was to quite literally appear in some sinner's room, with some sinner mid-wank session.

"uh, nothing. actually, I was just going. sorry for like, barging in. have to have a chat with your... dear ruler." adam quickly says, glad the sinner had covered themself with their... wings?

[jodateamor]

“...Really?” Intrigue glowed in his pink eyes like two bleeding suns in the dark expanse of space. “So,” On cue, Valentino kept his chastising light, measured how much his metaphorical blade could prod. The victim in question was an executioner after all.

He, however, would not bend a fucking knee and offer a gaping hole for heaven’s creation to piss in. No, he was no whore for hire; if the angel wanted that, he would need to earn it. “In your brilliance, you jus’ haphazardly landed in my suite?” Though no brows arched above his eyes, he arched a sophisticated muscle.

”Well, you missed your mark, papi b’coz he is not here. But! I will be cordial, jus’ this once. It is terrible enough that you have to deal with hell’s gnome. B’sides, you found me in a good mood.” Post-nut clarity did wonders for the faculty of reason. “In fact, if you want,” he leered, “I can offer your own reprieve, si? ¿Comprendes el flo’? I got droves of bellacas puckered and pulsing with want for a Big Dick King.”