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30s • it/its
a big ole pile of tentacles
dom / monster / master / caregiver
my sweet thing is @queerlymasculine
asks open, be good
ykinmkato (your kink is not my kink and that's okay) (although let's be real most kinks are my kink)
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Beautiful men are always from this country somehow.
flustering a dom is such a power trip it feels like finding a settings menu you weren't supposed to have access to and hitting all the shiny buttons. you can make these things blush and stutter
🔎 vulnerable man
🔎 emotionally vulnerable man
🔎 emotionally vulnerable man crying and whimpering on it
🔎 emotionally vulnerable man cryong and whimpering on it being tortured
🔎 emotionally vulnerable man crying and whimpering on it being physically tortured
🔎 birds native to massachusetts
The term "coquette" comes from the feminine of the French "coquet," figuratively meaning an amorous flirtatious person but like. It literally means "little cock."
Yet when I, a trans woman, talk about feminine little cocks,
but how AM i gonna be an octopus about this??? ://
Pro tip:
with the Pervert trait you can equip Black Nitrile Gloves to gain a Morale bonus while washing dishes
even the dom says :3 and ehehe
people hate to hear this but is it a look or are they just skinny is the realest sentence ever uttered
Boy what are you DOING you'll get salmonella
sensory seeking sadism
In the gay sex dungeon doing my crossword with a coffee, occasionally looking up with mild interest
holding hands
you truly write some of the best vampire content on this website—i love how inhuman and subby you make them
goodness, thank you so much 💖 I adore my little tick, it deserves the very best for being so well domesticated and pitiful
if there were any justice in this world I'd have a gaggle of edged-dumb sluts at my feet waiting for me to spit champagne in their mouths
throating it once or twice never hurt a friendship
you shudder through the last shocks of your orgasm, stetching luxuriously into the cushions propping you up and groaning in satisfaction. the long twining tongues stroking you press firm and steady as the pulses fade, just how you like it. the tips are flicking at where you're most sensitive, an eager offer to its master of more.
you could have another, you think, propping yourself up to look down your body at the creature obediently lapping at you.
its dark eyes are unfocused and rolling, lost in the ecstasy of service. the expression on its pale face is completely open, completely unconscious to anything at all except the will and the pleasure of its master on its tongues. yes, you could have another several like that.
it whines, beseeching. the sound is like buckling metal. you reach down into its hair and twist, and it shows you the whites of its eyes with a blissful creak.
it's holding itself perfectly, obediently still. with its maw held wide open, the creature's tangle of curving, jutting fangs frame your flesh swollen red and throbbing. the tips of eager points just barely divot into your skin, as close as it can obediently be and reaching its tongues out for your use, drunk on your warmth.
"good pet," you tell it, and it shamelessly humps the pillow you placed under its hips. "good little leech. you want some, huh?"
its wide eyes snap into focus, searching your face with a wild, wordless desperation. you tilt your hip, pressing your thigh closer into to a snarl of teeth.
"beg."
it bats its long, dark lashes and shivers and lets out a piteous wail, grinding low tones scraping against a whistling shriek. the pathetic display, with eyes rolling and hips juttering, makes you throb, and you indulgently stroke at yourself into its open jaws.
"horrid creature. you're lucky i'm here to take care of you. keep you safe and feed you--"
it whines and flicks its tongues at where its pointed teeth divot into your skin.
"there, there. i've got you."
with a shift of your hip the curved edge of a cruel fang finally slices past your skin. bright red wells up from the shallow cut and the creature lets out a gutteral exclamation of need and relief. it grips tight to the pillow it's rutting into, and its tongues do their best to burrow into your opened flesh.
"still," you warn it sternly, your breath coming in harsh pants.
you smear your spilt blood over your stiff cock, and it tracks the movement of your hand with rapt attention, still as a statue.
"good."
sighing through the pain, you lean into its open maw again, slightly deepening the cut. red runs down its fang, flowing freely into its obedient mouth, and its eyes go vacant with unbearable rapture. you can see its throat working as it swallows, and the pink flush slowly rising on its cheeks.
"god, you look fucking pathetic. choke on it, you fucking tick."
it flushes deeper and shudders. your blood pools thickly in the back of its throat and it gurgles, tongues soaked and dripping with it.
"hold." your cock pulses in your fist, that tightening coil building as your strokes become more frantic. "be good, hold for master--"
it gags on your lifeblood with a look of rapturous adoration in its wide eyes, and with a harsh "fuck," you streak its face and teeth and tongues with cum. as you wring the last pulses that drip over your fist, it licks your fingers clean and whines a wet croak.
"alright, alright," you tell it, suffuse with fondness for the hideous thing. "you can swallow."
its eyes roll as its throat works and it suddenly goes lock still save for the minute pumping of its hips into its pillow.
"ohh, was that good, pet? did that make you come?"
its eyes shift shyly away from your face even as it keeps its maw obediently still. you reach over into the nightstand drawer for a wad of gauze.
"that's alright, dear. i know you can't help it."
its long, bony hands press the gauze to the cut on your thigh and it nuzzles its forehead against your skin, one tongue apologetically tracing the skin of your thigh and the other wiping streaks of red from its face.
"you took it very well," you tell it, petting a hand through its hair, and it purrs a rusty creak into your skin.
