Big Nasty

NSFW roleplay sideblog. 18+ only.

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priest aesthetics are porno related as it turns out

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IF YOU WANT THIS TO HAPPEN!

LEMME KNOW

IT CAN HAPPEN!

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you all..disgust me

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i’ve had this going through my head for a week and i had to physically get it out of myself to make it stop

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[Audio description: part of the song “U Can’t Touch This” by Mc Hammer, except instead of the words “can’t touch this” it plays Griffin and Justin saying “come fuck this” from their spore playthrough. It syncs up perfectly.]

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Send “Mating Season” to catch my muse in a lustful state & needing release.

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IF YOU WANT THIS TO HAPPEN!

LEMME KNOW

IT CAN HAPPEN!

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tbh i just wanna do horny roleplay LOL

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feeling this on a monday night

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HINT HINT WINK WINK NUDGE NUDGE

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tbh i just wanna do horny roleplay LOL

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feeling this on a monday night

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          His spell is too powerful for a low level newbie. He makes a fool out of her. 

          —Is this how guys feel when they say they can’t help themselves?

          She’s going to grip his upper arms instead. That’s safe, probably.

   ...That’s not exactly what he was thinking. He blinks, utterly quiet.

    It’s getting harder and harder to mask his rising disappointment. What a let-down. A pity. A shame.

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          And Cherry wouldn’t have it any other way. Her pointy boy is still soft in the best ways—now let her touch those boobs.

   She could.. If she wanted to, like, she could..

   Touch. Something else.

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--He’s the complete opposite. Hard as diamonds and pointed. He’d take someone’s eye out.

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   His nose wrinkles in something adjacent to disgust as Artie spreads himself. He gives the man a venomous look, and rolls back onto his hands and knees, approaching him tentative and slow. “Don’t you have any shame? Christ.” He reaches slowly forward and grips the base of Artemeadon’s erection and once more, measures it’s width with his fingers.

   Exhaling through his nose, he hovers there for a moment before lowering himself onto it. “Do whatever you need to. I’m supposed to pay you, aren’t I.”

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   “How am I suppose-- you just--” His voice cracks in the pitchiness of his tone. Catching himself, Kohaku snaps his mouth shut, embarrassment hot on his cheeks. He’s so damn stupid! How could he have managed to make it this far and screw up so badly? This could’ve gone better. Out of the gate, Artie’s hands on his chest, or bending him over like an animal.

   --It’s probably better that Artie had bothered to start slow first, of course. Shifting under Artemeadon, Kohaku pointedly avoids his gaze as he moves to speak. He clears his throat. “Let me go down on you.”

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   “Ah-- wait..! Fuck..”

Kohaku wriggles in Artie’s grasp again, tense as Artie pushes into him. It’s not so hard to take him as he would’ve thought; Artie’s shape and how wet he actually is makes the act easy enough. He takes a while to get used to the size of it, his breath slowing as he mellows to the feeling. He tugs at the blanket below him, embarrassment rising in his chest. Of course, he’d summoned a lust demon. What else did he expect..? But still--

   “Don’t surprise me like that. What the hell were you thinking?”

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Though being held like this by Artie is pleasant, he’s completely distracted by what he’s found. Kohaku fumbles at the tip of it, his fingertips slick with something, groping blindly as the shape pushes back against his hand.

   “..Hhk.” A low rumble rises in Kohaku’s throat. He should’ve expected something like that. Like an animal. Like his horns and his tail and his hairy body. His index and thumb loosely circle around the head of Artie’s cock when it starts to emerge from his body.

--Not that he knows much what else to do with it. He wriggles again, impatient. Goddamn, he’d have thought a lust demon would be more willing to get right to the act. “I don’t..” He concedes, twisting to get a better look at Artie’s lower body, “I can’t do much with that. Would you hurry up?”

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It’s hard to sit still with Artie’s hands upon him. He’s sensitive to this -- it’s embarrassing how long it’s been since anyone’s touched him, and Artie could probably tell. He wriggles a bit, his hand straying from Artie’s body absently when Artie brushes his ribs.

Shaking himself from his daze, he gets back to work, sliding his hand deliberately now between Artie’s legs, and feels blindly for where he’d assume Artie’s clit would be.

“.  .  .”

A grunt escapes his throat belying his frustration. What the fuck?