Sanders Sides au where everything is the same but Roman wears these
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Sanders Sides au where everything is the same but Roman wears these
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Caught (Seven Minutes in Heaven)
Ship: Intruloceit (mentioned Intruanxceit as well)
Kink List: Caught, threesomes, filming
Warnings: Filming without consent, light embarrassment.
Word Count: 5670
Plot: Logan is invited to a party by a friend, and he acquiesces against his better judgment, an action that drastically changes his evening by a long shot. (Trans!Logan)
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lose me in the sight of you (A Fusion AU Smutfic)
A/N: hello and it is time for “sage writes smutfic once in a blue moon!” The characters featured in this are my analogical fusion (Mika) and royality fusion (Amor). This fic takes place right after part two of my 5+1 fic for the fusion au. Enjoy!
Warnings: kissing, making out, soft and sappy sex, praise kink, marking kink, strength kink, teasing, multiple orgasms (lmk if anything should be added but it’s mostly just two dorks in love)
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There was a blanket spread out beneath the tree and a picnic basket presumably filled with snacks and sweets as well. Amor sat down on the blanket, pulling Mika to sit beside him. Mika set the bouquet down on top of the picnic basket so that he could take both of Amor’s hands and squeeze them comfortingly. Amor took a deep breath, then let go of one of Mika’s hands so that he could rest it on Mika’s face, thumb gently caressing his cheek. Mika often felt like starlight, burning hot and bright at Amor’s gentle touch, but this time Mika swore he burned even brighter.
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a smol prompt for the kiera: "I'm gonna boop. I am going to boop you on your nose, and there are a very limited number of things you can do to stop me."
You know I actually wasn’t sure if this was actually a prompt, or you saying it to me. I made a little story anyway! :D
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Logan had been sitting and reading his book very contentedly on the bed, letting Patton do whatever he was doing around him as long as he wasn’t bothering him. This had gone on for quite a while when Patton sat in front of him, almost in his lap, with a mischievous smile that indicated he had some kind of plan.
“I'm gonna boop. I am going to boop you on your nose, and there are a very limited number of things you can do to stop me." Patton said, his smile only growing more devious.
“I merely have to move out of the way,” Logan said, closing his book and shifting to find that he was stuck.
Patton had wound blankets and pillows around him in such a way that his lower half was nearly immobilized, and with Patton’s weight partially on his legs, he truly could not move from his place.
Patton rocked back and forth slightly, grinning. “I’m gonna boop your nose. And you can’t stop me.”
Logan grabbed Patton’s wrists. “You cannot. I may not be able to overpower you, but I can certainly stop you from… booping.”
Patton’s grin just got bigger. It certainly was impossible to keep getting happier and more devious-looking, and yet Patton was continually managing it. He didn’t even attempt to move his hands. “I’m still gonna boop you. You can’t help it, you have to accept the love.”
Logan was getting nervous, despite his hold on Patton’s wrists. “How?”
Patton leaned forward slowly, forward and forward until the tips of their noses touched. “Boop!”
Logan felt his face grow hot. “That’s—that’s not the proper form!”
Patton just grinned, leaning back again. “Boops are about love, not form, silly!”
Logan crossed his arms. He’d been put into this situation entirely involuntarily.
But that left Patton’s hands free, and he tapped gently at Logan’s nose. “Boop!”
“Stahp!” Logan exclaimed, throwing his hands up and sounding far more whiny and embarrassed than he had intended to.
“Aw, it’s ok, you don’t have to be mad. You can boop me back if you want.”
For a moment, Logan was just too caught up in his frustration, but Patton was just too good-natured about it to be mad at for long.
Logan finally reached his own hand out and tapped Patton’s nose. “You may consider yourself booped.”
Patton’s nose scrunched up in a happy smile. “That’s not it! You just say boop!”
“You said form wasn’t important!”
Patton gave a pout that didn’t look upset at all with how much his smile showed through. He grabbed Logan’s hand, and directed it towards his face. “Say it with me.”
Logan sighed, but smiled. He tapped Patton’s nose.
“Boop.” “Boop!”
LAOFT Smut masterpost
(In-universe chronological order)
a moonbeam brushed across my face
i’d fall anywhere with you (Newest)
build our altar here
kiss me like the world is gonna disappear
silver in our lungs
and lord dont let me break this
tarried once and listened long
sunsets on every wall
It’s Been A Long Day
It’s Been A Long Day
Synopsis: The other sides have been stressing Virgil the fuck out, and Janus can see it clearly. Being an absolute sucker for showing off his powers, he decides to let Virgil relax… in full view of everyone around him.
Warnings: smut, hypnosis, exhibitionism, might dom/sub, anxiety, arguing
“Roman, can you shut up for two seconds?”
“I don’t think that would make any difference, given the short timespan.”
“Let’s not be mean kiddos, Roman just has a hard time expressing himself-”
“I do not have a hard time expressing myself!”
“No, Roman just likes having a hard time in general~”
“Who invited Remus?!”
Janus watched from the top of the stairs as the pointless bickering continued. He found it slightly amusing, watching these morons juggle around a single brain cell like it was a game of hot potatoe. The only thing muffling his enjoyement was the clear fact that Virgil was getting increasingly anxious, which was ultimately making everyone else, including Janus, more anxious as well. That kind of stress was not good for anyone, especially not Janus’ little baby.
Janus scanned the room with a quick sweeping gaze and smirked. There was no better oppurtunity than the one laid in front of him at this moment. He began slowly making him way down the stairs, making sure each footstep was quieter than the last. None of the other sides noticed him yet. That was for the best.
Once he had gotten right behind Virgil, he slipped off one of his gloves and slowly reached up towards Virgil’s neck. His gently took hold of the side of his neck and whispered deeply into his ear, “Relax.”
Virgil immediately took a deep breath in, his head wobbling slightly from his trigger word. His eyes flicked around the room, clearly confused, but relaxing evermore. All the other sides stopped what they were doing and turned to the two sides trapped in their own little bubble. “Woah…” Virgil murmured absentmindedly. “Wha…?”
“Shh, don’t think about it baby,” Janus encouraged. “Just give in. You really need to relax.” Janus wrapped his arms around Virgil’s waist to support him as Virgil began to go slightly more limp. He was still holding his own weight, but his mind was drifting, and his eyes were flicking open and closed repeatedly.
“Mmm…” Virgil hummed, clearly trying to make an effort to stay concious.
“What are you doing to him?!” Roman demanded, taking out his sword in defense.
Janus shrugged. “Oh, calm down. He’s not experiencing anything right now that he doesn’t need or want. He can stop me at anytime, if he so desired to. But right now, he really does need to relax.”
At that, Virgil began trying to reach his heavy arms behind his head and grasp onto Deceit for support. Janus ran his hands up to Virgil’s chest, keeping a tight grip on him.
“So… all you’re doing is making him relax?” Patton worried. Janus met his overprotective gaze and chuckled.
“Oh, that’s not all I can do,” he teased. Logan squinted in suspision.
“How do you mean?” He asked.
Janus smirked. “Well, I’ll show you.” He leaned into Virgil’s ear. “Pleasure.” he breathed.
Virgil answered with a moan, his legs beginning to kick and his hips starting to buck. That was a sign to Janus to slowly let him on the ground, where he could truly go limp and lose all control. “What a good boy,” Janus giggled. “You don’t need to stand anymore, V. You can just go limp. You can truly… relax.”
Janus felt all of Virgil’s muscles go entirely slack, his head lolling side to side. He still struggled to keep his eyes open, as the mix of relaxation and pleasure was making him sleepy.
“Getting sleepy, hm?” Janus asked. Virgil responded with an absent nod. Janus chuckled. “I can fix that. Pleasure.”
Virgil’s breath hitched as his limp body clenched from a feeling that was just as good as being touched. Janus looked up to see how the other sides were reacting. Logan looked indifferent, rolling his eyes. Patton still seemed worried, but less now. Roman looked angry, and yet… yes, that bulge forming in his pants told Janus otherwise. He wanted to be next.
Remus, to no one’s surprise, was jerking off in the corner, in absolute bliss from watching the usually strong willed side give in completely to pleasure.
Janus shifted his gaze back to Roman. “You like seeing Virgil like this, don’t you? Engulfed in pleasure?” Virgil whined and moaned helplessly. “You just love seeing him relax completely, huh?”
Virgil’s ever so vulnerable state was taking a toll on Roman. He blushed a deep red and shook his head. “No! I would never! I think you should leave and-”
“Sleep.” Janus waved his hand and Roman fell to the ground, asleep with a blissful smile on his face. “Look at that, he did want it. Now it looks like I have two subjects. I could have fun with this…”
Logan and Patton watched as the two sides willingly gave in to hypnosis, arousal sparking in their eyes now. Janus smirked. “Pleasure.”
Virgil and Roman both gasped, writing on the floor. “Twenty times stronger now, pleasure.” Janus commanded.
Roman groaned loudly, arching his back and panting. Virgil was a little more quiet. Janus made a mocking pouty face. “Aw, come on Virge, let me hear you.” he cooed. “Pleasure.”
Virgil resisted making noise for one more moment, and then opened his mouth in an audible moan. “Mm-mmm- ahh~, R-Roman~”
“Ahh~!” Roman moaned.
“You two are really enjoying yourselves!” Janus observed. “How about this… everytime you hear eachother moan, the pleasure you feel becomes ten times stronger!”
That set them off. Each moan made them hornier and hornier, harder and harder, without either of them even being touched.
“Roman~”
“Virgil~!”
“Roman!”
“Virgil!”
“Are you two close?” Janus murmured. Roman and Virgil both whined in responce. Janus hummed in satisfaction. “That’s good. You may only come though after I count down from five to one, and command you to do so. Do you understand?”
Roman and Virgil both nodded franctically, their bodies squirming in desperation and their eyes switching from rolling back to being completely closed.
“Five, you are both so very close, you can feel it, but you are not allowed to come for at least a little while longer,”
Janus could feel Virgil panting underneath him, and he could see Roman writhing on the carpeted floor.
“Four, getting even closer now, and you feel as if the person you want most was stroking you just how you like it.”
Virgil managed to choke out a high pitched moan and a, “Roman~” while Roman just groaned deeply.
“Three, you’re on the edge, painfully aware that you may not come until I let you.”
“Janus, please!” Roman cried out, Virgil whining in desperation.
“Two, almost there. It’s getting almost too much to bear, but it just feels so good, you want to feel like this forever. You’re right on the edge. Blissful and relaxed and pleasurable.”
Virgil and Roman were both near screaming by this point, calling out a mixture of each others names and Janus’ name. Janus let them stay there for a few moments, admiring his work, before finally letting them free.
“One. Come for me, babies.”
Roman and Virgil both immediately came in their pants, their cocks visible as they pushed against the fabric. Their legs stretched, their toes curled, and they whined, moaned, groaned, and screamed. It lasted for a long time, their hips bucking and begging for some kind of friction as they rode out their orgasm together,
Once it started to wear away, Roman and Virgil both went limp in afterglow, and Janus snapped his fingers, a trigger to let Roman and Virgil both out of their trances.
Virgil blinked wearily, his face bleary with comfort. Roman laughed lightly to himself, a small smile on his face. They were both very clearly satisfied with what had happened.
Janus looked upon his work with pride before turning to Logan and Patton, both of who were very clearly turned on and hard.
“So,” Janus breathed. “Who’s next?”
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Not Safe For Sanders 2019 Masterlist
Logince:
Vibrator: Logan is typically so stoic and hardly says much during dinner this time, however, when Roman puts a vibrator in him beforehand and he’s anything but silent.
Wings: After Roman accidentally gives himself wings, Logan becomes most intrigued, he wants to know everything about them, apparently they’re sensitive, and in the best way possible.
Can’t Keep My Hands To Myself: Roman and Logan are at that stage in their relationship where they’re eager and impatient to simply touch each other. Hands wandering, lips attaching, and simply grinding against each other to get off, unable to wait for something more.
First Time’s A Charm: Logan is about to go into heat for the first time around his new partner, Roman, who is ready to take of his Omega no matter what.
Soaked: Logan is transgender and is embarrassed about how quick Roman can make him wet and aroused, sometimes without even saying anything or touching him. Roman is very, very proud.
Sleep on the floor: When Roman turns up on Logan’s doorstep in the middle of the night demanding a road trip, Logan has many ways to say no, but he doesn’t.
Accident: When Logan won’t give Roman some attention during his work he breaks out the tentacles to try and drag him away, however it has some…interesting effects.
Logicality:
Work: Logan likes receiving texts off his boyfriend, Patton, frequently.Only when he’s at work and the texts are less than appropriate, he gets really flustered and turned on.
Heat: Three weeks prior, Patton met Logan, they’ve been friends since but when Patton misjudges the number of days he has until his heat and hits whilst Logan is staying the night in the next room, he wonders if having someone to help him through heat is such a bad thing.
First Time: Patton and Logan both promised to take their relationship slowly, inevitably they come to their first time together and even the act of undressing in front of the other is intimate, so, they make sure to constantly comfort and touch the other.
Xenobiology: Patton is an alien who finds himself stranded on Earth. Logan is a xenobiologist who is very intrigued by Patton and gladly lets him stay with him for a while. But Patton slips into his heat. This allows Logan to gain more knowledge about Patton’s species, but Patton wants a lot of help with his heat, specifically from Logan.
Amor: When Thomas is feeling a little ‘amorous’, the sides do too.
Cravings: Logan knows two things currently: He’s in desperate craving of some sort of physical contact and two, he cannot concentrate until someone takes care of him.
Love In the 20th Century: Patton spends a lot of time wandering in and out of people’s lives, Logan spends a lot of time smoking cigarettes, and Roman is the only gay to proudly call himself a cocksucker without consequence because he’s dying anyway. Set in late 1980s London
Louder: Prompt: “I know for a fact you can be louder than that”
Sugar Daddy: It seemed like a simple arrangement, fuck the dude, get paid. Really simple. Right up until Patton realized that his sugar daddy is actually kind of…sweet
Could’ve Been a Joke (Would’ve Been a Joke): The first time Logan said the word “Daddy,” It had been a joke. He was perfectly aware of the implications, he just enjoyed the fact it made the others react the way they do. It would’ve stayed a joke if Patton hadn’t pinned him to the wall and pried the word from his lips in a much more intense manner.
Pretty To Me: It’s not that Patton’s never had sex before, it’s more to do with the fact it’s usually with someone who he will never see again, whose perceptions of his body just…don’t matter.
Projects: Logan never half asses anything, he’s not about to start now.
Bubblegum Bitch: Roman’s new best friend is ridiculously cute, Logan is trying to cope with this information, and Patton is an enigmatic little shit.
Coming Down: In which Patton and Logan are most certainly not fuck buddies, no not all.
Analogical:
Sensitive: Logan cries during sex for a multitude of reasons; overstimulation, feelings, pain, intimacy – and Virgil is used to it by now and knows just what his boyfriend needs during and after
Closets: When Logan, the college’s resident nerd, manages to get locked in a closet for a few hours with the college’s most anxious boy, Virgil, many things occur, none of them that he particularly expected.
Royality
Dress Up: Roman adores dressing up, even more so when it’s for Patton, bringing out his highest heels, prettiest lingerie, and flowing dresses.
La Vie En Rose: Thomas has fallen in love again, and that new love excitement certainly has it’s effects on Patton’s soft heart and Roman’s romance-filled passion, so they spend some time together to calm down.
Bad Boy: Patton is a good religious boy, going to church with his parents and Sunday school – despite being eighteen – and he’s attracted the attention of non-believer, bad boy Roman who very much wants all of him, romantically and sexually. Patton is conflicted.
Marking: Roman adores marking Patton up, leaving hickies all over Patton’s thighs then persuading him to wear short skirts so he can catch glimpses of his work.
Dom Drop: Patton safe words during a scene, and Roman comforts him.
Prinxiety:
Punk: Virgil is very punk and Roman finds it rather attractive, what’s even better is that Virgil has a tongue stud and Roman goes wild when he does certain things with his mouth.
Reach Out (and Touch): Roman is a little bit touch-starved, Virgil tries to help, which has an interesting outcome.
Secret: Roman is very jealous of Virgil’s boyfriend but he doesn’t say anything because the walls of their apartment are very thin and Virgil makes really good sounds during sex.
Hatred is the best aphrodisiac: Virgil and Roman aren’t friends at all but hate sex between them is becoming more and more frequent. Surprisingly it’s Virgil that turns their yelling and shouting into sex.
Confessions: Virgil quickly and suddenly confesses his feelings for Roman - ripping off the bandaid - and Roman is stunned but returns his affections. But soft kisses and caresses turn heavier and more heated until they’re fucking right then and there.
Wings: Virgil has really sensitive wings, when touched he gets really worked up and aroused. Roman accidentally finds this out.
Happy Accidents: Virgil loves to sit in Roman’s lap, he finds it comforting. When Roman gets aroused by Virgil squirming accidentally on his lap Virgil doesn’t realise until Roman’s pretty much coming in his pants.
stay: Virgil likes to be used as a cockwarmer.
Moxiety:
Thighs: Virgil really loves Patton’s thighs.
Moment’s Silence: Patton had been dodging the topic since he’d met the wonderous Human, afraid that his powers may sway something from Virgil that he wasn’t ready to give. But Virgil has a mind of his own, and it’s already made up.
Plushophilia: Patton gets a stuffed teddy as a present from Virgil. The fact that it came from Virgil makes him all the more sentimental and a little something else. When he wakes up aroused and hard with his teddy cuddled to his chest, well, he can’t help but push it between his legs and use it to get off.
Analogince:
Baby Boy: Logan and Roman wreck Virgil
Lamp:
Truth Or Dare: Patton’s tired of being sweet and innocent, he’s tired of people expecting him to be a blushing virgin.
Arrangement: Four times Patton fucked out his emotions, and one time he didn’t.
Sweet as Sugar: The story of Patton (a Dutch baker), Virgil (A Russian runaway), and two Americans who were definitely only there for a long holiday and accidentally get tangled in their love affairs
DLAMP:
Anytime: Deceit, Logan Virgil, Patton, and Roman are all together, so, it’s not surprising to stumble upon two or more of them casually fucking around the house, on all different surfaces, at any time of day.
Multi
Roommates: Roman had always figured that the Omegas he lived with went into heat when he wasn’t around, he knew Logan was on suppressors, maybe the other two were as well? Turns out, his answer is that Logan’s abusing his suppressors and Patton and Virgil are late bloomers. So when Logan forgets to take his meds and his heat triggers theirs, Roman is left in charge to take care of them.
Alcohol Kisses: It’s their second week in college, Patton and Virgil have to visit home to see their families for the weekend, in the meantime, Roman drags Logan to a party, which has interesting consequences.
Voyeur: Roman, Logan, and Patton accidentally get walked in on having sex by Virgil and Deceit. The other two stay and watch, very tempted to join in.
Loud: Logan and Patton are way too loud in the bedroom and along with the thin walls this means that Roman and Virgil often end up overhearing their activities.They scoff and pretend to think it’s annoying or gross, but they can’t avoid how hard they are in their pants.
Sweet Dreams: Virgil’s sleep schedule is a mess because of his nightmares. So, Sleep insists that he helps knock him out for the night while Roman gives him good dreams. Only the dreams are a little too good
Interest: Logan is oblivious to Patton’s attraction to him and never notices the advances that is being offered to him, so Patton decides to make his feelings a little clearer.
Crush: Logan has only recently come to terms with his sexuality, and has been crushing on the gay community’s playboy of their University, Roman. in the meantime, Roman has had a crush on Logan since high school, Virgil is super gay for the gymnast cheerleader who is ridiculously flexible and everyone is determined to have a good time this year.
Sleeplogical:
Teeth and Nail: Ready for children, Remy decides to satisfy Logan’s breeding kink in the process.
Patmile:
Satisfied:Both Patton and Emile are inexperienced and anything more than making out gets them incredibly aroused, so, they settle for giving each other hand jobs for their first time and it doesn’t last long
Desleep:
Persuasive: Sleep is a bit of a slut and has a reputation for dating older guys, a lot of his father’s friends, but one has always avoided him – Deceit. So, he makes it his mission to have Deceit in his bed one way or another.
Remile:
Not So Innocent: Emile can flutter his eyelashes all he likes, but Remy knows he’s no angel.
Kinktober 2019
Hatefucking (Logince) | Sleepy Sex (Logicality) | Tentacles (Roceit) | Mirror Sex (Prinxiety) | Monsterfucking (Loceit) | Cross-dressing (Logince) | Gun Play (Receit) | Telepathic bonds (Logince) | Body Swap (Logicality) | Leather (Remy/Patton) | Formal Wear (Intrulogical) | Threesome or More (DLAMP) | Exhibitionism (Analogince) | Shotgunning (Logicality) | Praise Kink (Analogical) | Wax Play (Moceit) | Aphrodisiacs (Roceit) | Size Difference (Prinxiety) | Masturbation (Moxeit) | Costumes or Masks (Rologicality) | Omo (Logicality) | Face Sitting (Sleeplogical) | Tickling (Remile) | Lingerie (Moxiety) | Hypnosis (Loceit) | Shower/Bath Sex (Logince) |
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Warnings: Weed, a Maltese boy (me) butchering the Dutch language six ways to hell, NSFW (18+ ONLY)
Ship: LAMP
Plot: The story of Patton (a Dutch baker), Virgil (A Russian runaway), and two Americans who were definitely only there for a long holiday and accidentally get tangled in their love affairs
//Disclaimer/A/N: This fic is in no way to encourage other people to smoke weed, please smoke responsibly. And not around your pets. Or your husband because when you get divorced he’ll steal it, I want my weed back Simon//
written for @smuttysanderssidestwopointoh
Russian Virgil influenced by an RP I have w/ @loonylovely so I have them to thank for that one
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Ik hou hier zo veel van! (I love this so much!)
But it is weird to read my own language here in Tumblr
Idea: Logan gets "Kidnapped" (Deceit knocked on the door and Logan didn't ask he just held the rope Remus brought and walked with them. He didn't mind.) by Deceit and Remus one night as a punishment to the other three about whatever. When they get there Deceit realizes he forgot something and when Remus is unsupervised by Dee he gets quite handsy with Logan, who doesn't mind if not enjoys it. Deceit comes back to them half naked on the bed and decides to join them. You can write it, if you wanna
TBH, this prompt just... amuses me to no end. Because it implies that Logan is 1, used to this and 2, just as annoyed with the others to pretend to be kidnapped.
So, hell yeah, I’m gonna write this.
Warning: Consensual kidnapping, consensual groping, bondage, Remus, Deceit, rough sex, threesomes, face fucking
Logan had, unfortunately, grown rather used to Remus and Deceit knocking on his door at odd hours of the night. It was actually rather common that they would do this when one of the others had annoyed them in the slightest. Of course, it was all for naught, given that nobody ever noticed Logan missing, but that was a thought for a different time.
As he opened the door, Logan didn’t ask questions, merely held his hands out for the rope. He’d learned not to ask questions, and Deceit and Remus had learned that he didn’t actually need to be tied up, given that he didn’t protest or try to escape. Usually, these nights ended with board games, and playing Monopoly is really hard when your wrists are tied up.
Tonight, however, seemed to be different, as Remus looped the rope loosely around his wrists with a grin. Logan quirked an eyebrow but, again, didn’t say anything. Remus was an eccentric person, and Logan had quit questioning his motivations He simply shrugged and followed behind the two, reading the book in his hands as they walked to Remus’ room.
Over the weeks, Logan had become quite accustomed to Remus’ room- given that Deceit despised have anyone in his room, technical kidnap victim or not. And so, Logan had learned to simply ignore the effects of the moustached side’s room.
“Ah, shit,” Deceit said softly, looking around Remus’ room for a second while Logan and Remus set up Uno.
“What is it?” Logan asked, looking over his cards.
“I totally didn’t forget to write up and print a ransom note,” Deceit huffed, crossing his arms unhappily.
“Who cares? They never read it, anyway,” Remus piped up, grinning at Logan over his cards.
“I don’t care!” shrieked Deceit. “It’s not like it makes it feel better executed!”
“You can go type one up and print it real quick,” Logan said. “We can wait to start Uno.”
“Hm. No, that’s won’t do,” Deceit said, nodding to himself. “I won’t be right back.” And with that, the scaled side left quickly.
“Uh,” Logan started. “War?”
Remus nodded and grabbed the normal playing cards, handing them out with one hand while the other rubbed him through his pants. Logan rolled his eyes, but he didn’t really mind. Remus was strange, and he’d known about the creative one’s attraction to him for a while. Besides, he was flattered.
Remus moved his hand to Logan’s thigh, idly massaging the inner thigh as they played. Logan blushed and tried to hide the arousal slowly growing in his pants. Remus scooted closer to him, card game forgotten as he stuck a hand down Logan’s pants.
Logan gasped softly, pressing his hips into Remy’s hand as the duke pulled him roughly into his lap and ground up against his ass.
“R-rem,” Logan gasped, leaning his head back against Remus’ shoulder as the duke felt him up.
“Yes, dear~?” Remus replied, other hand massaging Logan’s ass as he ground against him.
“Don’t stop,” Logan gasped, moaning softly. Remus grinned and pushed Logan to lay against the bed, pulling both their pants down. Logan blushed, his clothes still on as Remus ground against him, like he was some sort of whore.
“F-fuck, Remus,” Logan gasped, blushing and burying his face in the sheets as the shaft of Remus’ cock pressed against his ass teasingly.
“That is the plan, darling,” Remus grunted, his cum spilling over Logan’s ass and back.
Logan stuck his tongue out slightly. “Jesus, you come a lot,” he muttered, whimpering when Remus used his cum as lubricant and pushed his cock inside of Logan and immediately started thrusting.
“Jesus, Rem!” Logan gasped, biting the pillow beneath him.
“Sorry,” Remus said, sheepishly stilling.
“I didn’t say stop,” Logan complained. “I simply wanted you to slow down.”
“That I can do,” Remus purred, thrusting agonizingly slow, his hips angled perfectly to press against Logan’s prostate on each thrust. Logan whimpered and moaned, pressing his ass back to take him in deeper.
“Really?”
Both of their heads snapped to the side, an embarrassed blush on Logan’s face, and a lascivious grin on Remus’.
“What, want to join?” Remus asked, dragging his hips slowly and earning a low moan from the bound man beneath him.
Deceit looked at Logan, waiting for permission. Logan nodded and Deceit immediately was on the bed in front of him, tightening the rope around his wrists and pressing his face against his crotch. Logan moaned softly, mouthing at Deceit through his pants. Deceit groaned softly and pulled his pants and boxers down, his cock eagerly springing out and hitting Logan’s cheek.
Logan laughed softly and just as eagerly took it into his mouth, bobbing his head in times to Remus’ thrusts as the man behind him picked up pace happily. Deceit moaned quietly and grabbed Remus’ shirt, pulling him forward and into a rough kiss.
Remus grinned into the kiss, bodily moving Logan with his thrusts, matching Deceit’s own thrusts. Logan moaned softly beneath the two, attracting their attention. Deceit pulled away from the kiss and leaned down, kissing Logan’s neck lovingly as he fucked his throat happily.
It wasn’t long for Logan to cum, and as soon as his walls tightened around Remus, the duke let out a low moan and spent himself inside of Logan, collapsing on top of the intellectual. Deceit whimpered softly as Logan sucked harder, determined to make him cum. Deceit whimpered again, gripping the heard board behind him with one hand and gripping Logan’s hair tightly with the other as he came.
It took a few minutes for all three to come down from their post-orgasm high, although they eventually did and quickly set about getting cleaned up. Remus and Deceit laughed softly at the stubborn way Logan gripped the covers of Remus’ bed, climbing in beside him and cuddling him happily.
“You two are idiots,” Logan said sleepily, face buried in Remus’ chest.
“Yes, but we’re your idiots, now,” Deceit purred, happily hugging both Remus and Logan.
“Foreverrrrrrrrrr~” Remus teased, grinning.
“Not if you don’t shut up. Let me sleep.”
The two dark sides shared a look, a soft laugh, and a fond look before settling in to sleep next to their new partner.
Roman: alright let’s go over this one more time – how are you gonna ask Deceit to marry you
Remus: i get down on one knee
Roman: yeah
Remus: and i say “what it do babyyy”
Roman: no
69 nice a51
Not Done Yet
this is senseless smut I wrote because I’ve been struggling with working on actual writing
had the idea in my head for a while, hoped if I wrote it out it’d unblock me, so to speak
Fandom: Sanders’ Sides
Pairing: Logicaliceit
Tags/Warnings: dub-con, incubi, incubus characters, incubus patton, incubus deceit, hunter logan, smut/not safe for sanders, double penetration, spitroasting, degradation, praise, fuck monsters who can make their own lube at will in case that isn’t clear
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Logan closed the door of his motel room with a tired sigh, back pressed to the cheap wood for a moment before he straightened up and walked further into the room. He looked around at his surroundings, taking a mental inventory. Wood-paneled walls. A bathroom in the back, yet to be inspected. A sink and mirror outside of the bathroom; plain, simple, unassuming and clean as a whistle with a cheap laminate countertop. A bulky, outdated television on a wooden, dark-finish storage unit of some sort, likely housing the mini fridge since he couldn’t see one in the open. A chair by the door. A queen-sized bed, pristine sheets in a rather disgusting mustard yellow with two fluffy pillows. A bedside drawer with a lamp and digital alarm clock atop it, the alarm clock’s soft red neon telling the time. 12:32 am.
Logan sets his arguably overstuffed duffel on the chair, unzipping it to check it’s contents, though he knows them by heart. His eyes scan over a flask - filled with holy water - two wooden stakes, a rosary, two guns - the black one full of silver bullets, the silver one containing bullets infused with a mix of ingredients that would kill a witch upon penetration. His eyes scan over his shotgun and the storage clip of rocksalt-filled shells, then the iron chain he’d learned to carry after a nasty encounter with a malevolent spirit two years back. They settle on the machete, sharpened earlier in the day when he’d stopped for a bathroom break, and then he zips the duffel closed.
He isn’t quite near the location of the incubi he’s hunting yet, so he doesn’t worry about taking protective measures. Indeed, he’s far too tired to worry about something as unlikely as an incubus or two traveling fifty miles just to feed on him of all people. Logan toes off his loafers with careful ease, loosens his tie and drops it on top of the duffel, then discards his shirt and pants on top of that. He slips under the covers and quickly drifts off to sleep.
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More - Logince
For the prompt: “You’re more than just a one-night-stand.” Royalty or Logince? ~ very-gay-thanks
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Logan isn’t the kind of guy to be easily led by a handsome stranger in a bar. But, god, this stranger was beautiful.
And now, lying on his back, legs spread to accommodate for this stranger – for Roman – he looks like a god damn angel. His eyes closed, golden brown hair in messy curls matted to his forehead as he fucks into him. And Logan can barely keep his own eyes open.
Roman leans down, pressing kiss after kiss to his chest and higher.
“You’re more than just a one night stand,” Roman murmurs against his throat as he comes.
Roman: *smiles softly at Virgil*
Virgil: why are you looking at me?
Roman: we have to appreciate the little things *pats Virgil’s head*
Virgil:
Virgil: I guess you’re right
Virgil: *pats Roman’s crotch*
911 i need to report a DAMN MURDER
Truth or Dare?
Warnings: nsfw, drunk sex, not exactly sensible drinking, asphyxiation mention
Plot: Patton’s tired of being sweet and innocent, he’s tired of people expecting him to be a blushing virgin.
Ship: LAMP
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