Faithby doodle to guide your attention to an interest check. Ahem, read below,
Hypothetically let’s say I had a whole bunch of drawings of these two wearing significantly less clothing than depicted. And hypothetically if that WAS something I was drawing and I hypothetically made an account for these hypothetical drawings, would anybody hypothetically be interested in that. Just a hypothetical for you to hypothetically consider
not happy w this but I’m having fun doodling them. Hc that the wound from the silver bullet left a p gnarly scar n Faith had to help him re-dress the wound for a few weeks afterwards
uhm. Faithby stuff I don’t really have an excuse for. They went to a fancy party and left early. But these kinds of loose doodles I’ve been doing lately have been so relaxing it’s nice to take a break from grinding out fully finished paintings
There’s mistakes galore but who gaf. Maybe someday I’ll revisit these and make something out of em
Certainly not my best work but every time I see Batman/Catwoman comic panels they always make me think of Bigby and Faith so this was a fun little redraw. OG panels under the cut (hopefully I’m doing this right)
Hello my tumblings. Because I like you guys you’re allowed to see these horrifically messy and ugly storyboards for a quick faithby shitpost I wanted to make
Warning: smut, fingering, cunnilingus, overstimulation, period sex, blood, dacryphilia
An: aaaaaaaa. this is my first time writing smut so... sorry
"I'm home..." He groans, dragging himself onto the couch. The apartment was alot bigger than his old one. He now lives with you.
Your smile and excitement quickly disappeared when you saw how bruised he was. "Are you okay..?" You asked, concerned.
"I'm fine... It'll heal."
A frown planted on your face. "Can i help you? You seem tense." He felt your soft touch on his arm as you sat next to him. His eyes lits up at the thought. "Sure." He says.
Your hand begun massaging his shoulders, resulting in him letting out a low moan. But he had a different idea of helping. "Not that." He growls as he drags you onto his lap, making you gasp.
Your eyes were wide, "Bigby!-" He quickly interrupted you by taking your lips in him.
"I wanna taste you."
Your cheeks flared with a tint of red. "Bigby... I-i.. I'm on my perio-"
"I know. I can smell it from downstairs." His eyes were sparkling with lust. "But I don't give a shit."
He started leaving wet kisses from your neck to your shoulders. "Bigby... Please."
Your bottom half was now naked, a towel underneath your ass. Bigby in between your legs, dangerously close to your center. Your smell was intoxicating, he was having a hard time controlling himself.
"Bigby, the towel won't do it... It'll mess up the couch-" You were interrupted with a moan leaving your lips as he licked your folds, slurping the arousal mixed with blood.
"Ah... B-bigby..!" You gasp as his lips wrapped around your sensitive bud and sucked it, harshly.
He groaned as your hands tugged onto his hair. "That's it, doll." He encouraged as you moaned even more. Your thighs tightly wrapping around his head.
Your vision turns white as you felt your orgasm crashing... But he didn't stop. "B-big-" You choked on a sob. He only stared at you with his yellow glowing eyes, his tongue circling your oversensitive clit. Bigby's hands wrapping around your hips so you wouldn't escape him. You started to whimper, crying out in pleasure.
Bigby's hair started to grow longer, his massive teeth gently nipping at your clit. He was transforming.. "Hah... S'too much.. it's too much!-" You cried "Please!!"
"One more... Give me one more baby." His voice rumbled, vibrating against your bare cunt.
"I-i can't..!! Hah.."
"Yes, you can." He shoved his tongue in you. Oh god... It feels too good. Painfully good.
"Bigby..." You cried once again, wanting him to stop... But another part of you wanted this. A growl left his lips, yet resulting to another vibration through your body.
Another orgasm crashes within you, back arching, eyes rolling at the back of your head. He still wouldn't stop. His tongue went back to abuse your clitoris, slipping two fingers into your swollen hole. He was rutting his hips against the sofa, desperate for fiction. His cock aching in his jeans.
"You look so good, baby..." Bigby moans. "Taste so fuckin' good too."
"Stop... Stop..." You choked on a moan.
As you've reached your third orgasm, he finally kisses your sensitive bud one last time before slowly backing away. His mouth messy with saliva, your juices, and blood.
He unbuttons his jeans and removed his boxers. Grabbing your thighs and wrapping them around his waist. His thick cock throbbing on your abdomen. "No more... Bigby, no more..." You slurred, tears swelling in your eyes.
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