Kiana Khansmith
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@lecherousbuck
✶ Rowan ıllı
19 ◈ He/They ◈ Princekin Tmasc ◈ Aro + Bi
Nsfw sideblog. I like reblogging favored scenarios, and may occasionally post about DoL or my own musings.
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I cannot be trusted as a little spoon I WILL be grinding my ass into your crotch
can someone clicker train me?
and like hit me when i mess up?
and maybe lick the blood off of my bruised lip once i finally get it right?
Big sister who puts your dog's collar on you "as a joke."
It's also a joke when she tells you to sit, to shake, to lie down and let her rub your belly.
Eventually you're sleeping next to her at night and being led around by a leash in the day, because it's nice to be her dog.
i have no dick and i must frot
is it just me or does the idea of someone taking their time with your neck. kissing it slow. finding that spot. mouth open and warm and staying there. then breathing cool air right over it while your skin is still sensitive… make anyone else feel like they’re going to actually combust? it’s the contrast of it. the warmth and then the cool. the wet and then the air. it does something to me that i genuinely cannot explain..
stop crying.
you keep saying, stop hitting me. i don't like this. i can't take any more. i don't want it. please stop, it hurts. but, i can see it in your eyes. you want it. your body made me do this. this is what you were made for, even if you're too stupid to understand it yet. learn your place.
thank me. now.
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After months and months of longing gazes, secret kisses, and gentle touching, the prince has finally convinced his knight to lie with him. His knight shall be the first to enter him; a beautiful moment but one that requires preparation. The prince has experienced naught but his own slim fingers, and the knight simply couldn’t live with himself if he made his liege’s first time a painful one.
Delicate kisses pepper the prince’s inner thighs as the knight works oiled fingers inside. Much time and patience will be needed to prepare him properly, seeing as the rod in question is of an impressive girth. The kisses trace up his hip to his groin as the knight takes the prince’s own length into his mouth to distract from a third finger pressing in. The prince squirms from the odd sensation of another’s fingers as they push, pull, and spread. He tries—and fails— to keep his breathing even.
After much too long, in the prince’s opinion, the knight deems him ready to commence. He oils himself and then moves up to cover the prince’s body with his own. Neither of them can believe this is truly happening, yet here they lie, with the prince’s legs wrapped around his personal knight’s bare waist, eagerly awaiting penetration. He need not wait much longer.
When the knight pushes in, he cups his charge’s face to watch for discomfort, asking him to relax and breathe deeply. The prince closes his eyes, his already pink cheeks growing redder with the knight’s every word.
“Almost. Ah, there, you feel that? That’ll be the head in, Sire.”
How can he say that so casually? With that voice right into the prince’s ear? The prince opens his eyes again, looking up at his knight with a hesitant desperation that plays so lovely in its contradiction.
“Proceed… please.”
It’s that one little word, added on with deliberate purpose. Please. Spoken as if the knight wouldn’t do whatever his prince asked without question. Spoken as if he wouldn’t level nations from a simple utterance. Spoken as if they were but civilians. No crown, no rank, just men. That one little word makes the knight nearly forget himself in his eagerness to comply.
The prince’s face scrunches up as the knight buries half of his length inside. Brows furrowed, eyes squeezed shut, and mouth fallen open in a gasp, the prince instinctively clamps down on the sudden stretch. His knight fears the worst, fears he’s gone too far, but, knowing he’s just passed the thickest region, is afraid pulling out may make things worse.
Stuttered apologies tumble from his lips, he’d never meant to harm him, he’s so sorry, he didn’t mean— but the prince’s constriction lets up almost immediately, just to return with equal force from before. The knight can feel his prince’s hole spasming around him. What started as a choked gasp quickly turns into breathy whine as the prince’s own length twitches and spurts warmth between their stomachs.
The knight’s fear melts into relief with a surprised chuckle. His prince, on the other hand— realizing that he’d finished immediately, before they’d even truly gotten started— swats at the man’s arm.
“Don’t laugh!” He says, much louder than necessary as he covers his burning face with his hands. “Do not laugh at me right now!”
But the knight cannot entirely suppress his joy, taking the prince’s hands in his own and kissing all over his face, soft laughter escaping after each one.
I'm not really into needles, but I appreciate how they let you get deeper into the flesh than a blade. There's something so sick about the almost-crunch of muscle, the way that the tip of the needle hesitates before piercing through. It's such a contrast too, from the soft fat layer just above it. The force that's needed to dig into the muscle really feels like you're being penetrated, violated in some intimate way. Not sexual, but viscerally crude in a way that makes me lighthearted nonetheless.
In other words—I want to make a guy do my shot, and watch the disgust on his face as he feels the different layers—dermis, fat, muscle—give way. It takes more pressure than you think, especially when your hands are shaking. I want him to be scared that it's hurting me, especially as he watches the needle sink millimeter by millimeter into my skin. And I want it to really hurt when he gets it in the wrong spot, and I make him try again in a different part of my leg, the guilt making him weak. Take that sick-shaking-cold feeling and internalize it as pleasure, not sure if the heavy breathing is from panic or arousal. I hope it feels like he's violating me.
Mmph...that feels so good ... fuck, but we're both boys! This is so—
Oh uh, you wanted to tell me something? Yeah sure. You know um, that you can always be open with me. I won't judge.
You're actually a girl? Oh my god, I'm so happy for you baby. Thank you for trusting me and telling me. You know I'll support you every step of the w—mmph, oh my god you're so eager. Y-yeah, that's the spot. Fuck. But now that.. goddamnit, are we ... Are we hetslop now? Fuck...this is so wrong babe.......
Missing my partner so much I get sad when holding something cylindrical...
Puppyboy getting railed by his owner? Chefs kiss
Puppyboy railing his owner? Chefs kiss
Two puppyboys fighting for who gets to top? Chefs kiss
Owner getting railed by his out of control puppyboy? Chefs kiss
Two owners making their caged and kenneled puppyboys watch as the owners fuck each other? Chefs kiss
Two owners directing their puppies while they relax and watch? Chefs kiss
im way too fucking desperate and horny and ownable to be at my full time job rn. i should be chained to some girl's desk by my collar and gagged when not in use
Girls have dicks and boys have cunts and nonbinarys have mr potato head parts they can switch in and out with
Benefits of dating a DM: they're already into role-playing and accustomed to talking you through it 😵💫
nympho mom who looks at her daughter like a starving animal x needy daughter who's always so pent up that she has to cum inside. they're in love <3
just got called perfect rape bait I'm in heaven
