Scratch that! I'm ready!

18+/NSFW Sideblog for sandstone-castle & rcptilia

[sandstone-chambers]

hiddensinners‌:

                          “What the fuck did you just say to me, you pinon?!”

                  “My dick size is not SMALL for your information. Besides you don’t know how my bedroom skills are and I PLEASE MY WIFE ENOUGH. Even with other….. Methods….”

Wrow I sure did damage your ego, huh?

I bet it’s teeny tiny considering how angry that comment made you. Oh so you don’t even get them off; you just get yourself off, take a nap, then torture 'em? That’s so sad... I’ll be sure to play a tiny violin for your tiny penis.

[sandstone-chambers]

At least I’m fully capable of pleasing my partner. As for the pile of corpses, they’ll rot and stink up the castle more than your terrible bedroom skill. What’s it like having a tiny dick?

@hiddensinners​

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Them’s some fightin’ words for someone who would cry like a little bitch if his nails got broken. Come fight me in the Denny’s parking lot, Red. I got the hedge clippers.

[sandstone-chambers]

Oopsies. Mun might’ve released a certain angel. Wow, how tragic. All those poor demons...

Sips tea loudly in innocence.

[sandstone-chambers]

Oh no... His scarf got wet. Guess he’s goin’ full-on topless. Tasteful angel body. Nice going.

[sandstone-chambers]

Snuggly snuggly. He’s purring loudly.

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He’s just gonna scoop up Merlin and coddle her into his coat. This is his now.

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He’s definitely paying specific mind to Merlin now.

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He offers only the slightest of waves back to Nick before taking a long sip of his tea. There is no way anyone will convince him to strip for attention. He’d rather die.

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Everyone is taking their shirts off. He is not going to humour this. He’ll watch though.

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She’s making like a bee and buzzing off. Time to skedaddle skedoodle.

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He’s at least gonna put his scarf back on. His neck was getting kind of cold... He’s not used to having his tiddy out when not at the casino, but he gonna stay like this and just wander the castle like nothing’s wrong.

[sandstone-chambers]

Tiddy out Tuesday huh? Angel tiddy hours.

[rpmememaker]

Let's play truth or dare! Send 'truth' and ask my character any question they'll have to answer truthfully. Or send 'dare' along with something you dare them to do.

[sandstone-chambers]

ncturasombre‌:

“If you say so, love~” He smirked, slamming his hips against the shark’s, groaning at the scent of his lover’s heat, he continued to fuck Aqua’s cum-filled hole, fully hilting with every thrust, without regards to the shark’s comfort, his rough pace grew quicker, he leaned down, his sharp canines brushed against soft skin.

Shocks of painful, blissful pleasure raked across his nerves when his lover slammed into him again, tail lashing beneath him. Even if Lark had been considering it, Aqua would’ve begged him to be rough-- it was the only way he was really going to be sated once they were both spent. Feeling the orca’s teeth tease his marred skin, he tilts his head to give Larkspur more room, crying and moaning out in delight with every thrust into him.

[sandstone-chambers]

@ncturasombre [x]

He couldn’t remember when they’d started, but he certainly didn’t want it to stop. Months of having sex like this had given the shark quite a bit of endurance, claws digging into his lover’s shoulders. Had his heat started? Is that why Lark was so harsh? Aqua squeaked and moaned out heatedly as his lover’s seed spilled hot and heavy inside of him, leaving warmth in his stomach. Felt good-- it was so good.

Blue eyes are hazy as he blinks them open to look up at the orca that was still fucking into him.  ❝ Y-yes~! Yes, I f-feel great, Larkspur. P-please don’t st-stop~ ❞

[sandstone-chambers]

@cunala​ Sullivan said:  "Shut up, sir." Speaking softly into his ear, he pulled down Purple's cape collar as he began to kiss his neck roughly. Even bringing him close by his belt to grind his hips aginst the devil's. "Just shut your damn mouth." He chuckled lowly, his claws gripping into the backside of the other.

       Oh what was happening here? Satanick feels a heated shudder run through his whole body as the words are spoken and lips roughly press to his neck. When did Sullivan get so ‒ dominant? It wasn’t aggressive, yet. A hot puff of air in the form of a confused, though definitely needy, whine escapes the Pitch Devil’s mouth when their hips grind together. The claws at his backside sent prickles of pain through his nerves, wings flapping in a display of his nervousness. This was very sudden.

      ❝ S‒ Sullivan-? ❞

      He can’t keep it shut, Sullivan. He needed to ask, considering you’re a few steps from pinning him to a wall.