minors dni

18+ only please / if your age is not in your bio, and if you don't dm me your age, you will be blocked on sight / minors dni / virgil ships but I may sometimes write others / virgil is 1000% a sub and a botton and no I don't take constructive criticism

[starryskiessmut]

Implied LAMP, focus Analogical Trans Virgil Logan and Virgil have some time to themselves and decide to make the most of it

If there was one thing Virgil enjoyed, it was kissing Logan. Despite his boyfriend’s rather general stand-offish behavior, he really knew how to loosen up when they were home, and even more when it was just the two of them. Roman and Patton were out, fetching groceries for the week, while Logan had stayed behind to help Virgil with a report for class. They were alone for all of five minutes before Virgil was being pulled into a breath-stealing kiss. 

One kiss turned to two, to three, and he didn’t even notice that he had moved until he pulled back to catch his breath. He found himself sitting on Logan’s lap, Logan leaning forward to kiss and suck marks onto Virgil’s neck, his hands sliding up under the folds of the dress Virgil had put on for the day. Virgil could feel his heart racing in his chest as a mark was sucked against his pulse point, and he let out a small noise from the back of his throat.

“You look absolutely divine today my dear…” Logan mumbled against his neck, biting gently and just breathing him in. “I’ve been waiting to do this from the moment I laid eyes on you this morning.”

Virgil huffed out a laugh, fingers sliding along Logan’s chest and working on unbuttoning his shirt. “You didn’t need to wait for Patton and Roman to leave to kiss me you know.”

Logan hummed softly in acknowledgement, sliding his hands up and letting his fingers dip under Virgil’s panties to grip his ass, pulling him closer and grinding his hips up. “I’d rather not have an audience while we’re alone together.”

“We don’t have a lot of time before the others come back.” Virgil pointed out, even as his hips pressed forward into the hardness he could feel. 

Logan hummed softly, nipping at Virgil’s neck. “It wouldn’t be the first time they walked in on us, unless you want to see if we can finish before they get back.

Virgil made a small noise as if debating, but they both knew the answer already. “That depends on you, doesn’t it?”

He was pulled into a heated kiss and Virgil just melted against Logan, letting himself be guided into a slow grind that left him wanting and aching. His fingers scrambled to unbutton Logan’s shirt, pushing it off his shoulders when it was open and letting his fingers trace along the hidden muscle that was there. 

Logan pulled his dress up over his head, tossing it to the side before re-attaching himself to Virgil’s neck. One hand stayed on his hip to encourage him to keep his hips moving in a steady rhythm, the other moving to cup one of Virgil’s breasts, gently massaging and teasing at a nipple, making Virgil moan softly.

“Feel good?” Logan’s voice was soft against his neck, and Virgil nodded, biting his lip. “Do you want more?” 

“Please…”

Normally they’d take these activities up to a bedroom, but seeing as the blinds were closed and they were home alone… combined with Logan’s general impatience, he decided he didn’t want to wait until they were upstairs. Plus, the thought of claiming Virgil where everyone sat was quite appealing as well. So he slid his hand into the front of Virgil’s panties, fingers teasing against his clit for just a moment before sliding lower, two fingers curling up and in and drawing out a long moan. 

Virgil fumbled with the buckle on Logan’s pants, absolutely aching for more, nownownow. It only took a couple of seconds, but they felt like an eternity, before the pants and boxers were wiggled down to mid thigh. He had a very strict rule about no sex if they didn’t have a condom, but he also knew that there was one in Logan’s pants pocket. It was hard to stay focused with the fingers slowly, teasingly, thrusting in and out of his body, but he managed to roll the condom on with shaky hands.

Logan pulled his fingers out, keeping Virgil’s panties moved to the side to line himself up, not having the patience or will to have him move away to take them off. Virgil sank down slowly with a low moan, head tilting forward to rest their foreheads together as his body adjusted. He only needed a moment before he started rolling his hips. He didn’t waste time before he started to bounce, aware of their time constraint, but it wasn’t going to stop him from enjoying the moment.

Logan’s hands gripped Virgil’s hips, guiding his movements as his hips pressed up with each downward motion. He let out a low groan as Virgil’s hands twisted in his hair, pulling him in for a kiss, losing himself in the pleasure of it. One hand moved to tease at Virgil’s clit, drawing louder moans from his throat, and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. So he thrust up harder, faster, until Virgil was coming with a soft cry. He tightened around him and Logan was coming with a groan. 

Foreheads pressed together as they caught their breath before Virgil was moving up and off. Virgil stood on shaky legs, planning on heading upstairs to clean up and shower, feeling pleasantly relaxed. He was two steps away from the couch when the front door opened and Patton and Roman came in from the hall.

“Come help bring the…” Roman trailed off as his eyes landed on Virgil and his mouth snapped shut as Patton stumbled into him at his sudden stopping.

An amused grin tugged at Virgil’s lips as he turned towards the stairs again, looking over his shoulder. “I’m going up to shower. One of you may join me when you’re finished… I don’t care which.” He bit his lip to keep from laughing at the sound of scuffling behind him as he made his way upstairs. Sometimes they were too predictable, but if he was being honest with himself, it was kinda cute.

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Roman’s feeling stressed and Virgil is more than happy to distract him Trans Virgil, nothing really explicitly described Just a little something to get back into writing

Virgil looked up from his phone as Roman appeared before him in his room, a frown on his face as he began to pace. Concerned eyes watched him for a couple seconds before Virgil stood, making his way over to stop the next lap past his bed, a hand coming up to gently rest on Roman’s chest. “Are you o-”

His words were cut off as Roman lifted his hands to rest on Virgil’s jaw, angling his head up and leaning down to press their lips together in a deep kiss. Virgil made a small sound in the back of his throat, but like every time they kissed, he found himself melting against his boyfriend, hands curling to hold on to his prince’s jacket and hold him close. He didn’t pull back until Virgil was kissed completely breathless.

“What do you need?” Virgil’s voice was softer than he’d like, but he knew when Roman was in a mood like this, he needed a distraction. A distraction he was more than happy to provide.

A gentle thumb stroked his cheek before Roman stepped back. “Strip for me.” He snapped his fingers to make his own clothes disappear before moving to sit on Virgil’s bed.

Virgil licked his lips, letting his eyes trail down Roman’s body for just a moment before nodding. His jacket was quickly discarded before he pulled his shirt up over his head, revealing his unbound chest. He bit his lip at the intense, hungry look on Roman’s eyes and let out a slow breath before unbuckling his pants. He gently swayed his hips as he worked the pants and boxers down his legs, thrilling in the way Roman tracked the movement.

“On your knees.” Roman spread his legs slightly as Virgil lowered himself to the ground. He curled his fingers around his cock, stroking it slowly and drawing Virgil’s eyes to it. “Come get it ready for you.”

Virgil made a small sound in the back of his throat, licking his lips as he crawled forward to settle between Roman’s legs. He leaned forward to run his tongue up the length but stopped when fingers tangled in his hair, angling his head up. 

“No touching yourself either.” 

Virgil gave a little nod, the fingers in his hair loosening slightly to allow him to lean forward again, to run his tongue along Roman’s cock before taking it into his mouth. He let out a low moan, eyes fluttering shut and hands coming to rest on Roman’s knees to avoid temptation to touch. Heat twisted low in his stomach as gentle hands guided his head to bob up and down, and he trailed his tongue around just the way he knew Roman liked. 

His fingers twitched, wanting to reach down and touch, to curl his fingers inside to try to quell the need to be filled, but he knew if he did then he wasn’t going to get anything. It was tough and he was close to giving in when he was being pulled back. He panted softly, licking his lips as he was pulled up to sit on Roman’s lap.

“You were so good for me.” Roman’s voice was soft, drifting over him feather-light like the kisses he pressed to his cheek, along his jaw. “I bet you’re just dripping for me, aren’t you.” Virgil whined softly, letting his head roll back as the kisses trailed down his neck. One of Roman’s hands slid down, dipping between Virgil’s legs to press teasingly against him for just a moment before pulling back to rest on his hip. “Go on then. Show me that you want it.”

Virgil hummed softly, taking just a moment to get lined up before sinking down with a low moan. It had been awhile since the last time they were intimate, but he didn’t hesitate before starting to move, rolling his hips and bouncing slightly, heat curling through him with each movement. His fingers clutched onto Roman’s shoulders, quiet moans slipping out with every downward motion.

Roman leaned forward to press kisses and nips to Virgil’s neck, down to kiss along his breasts before teasing at a nipple with his tongue. His hands gripped Virgil’s hips tightly, urging him to go faster. Virgil could feel himself getting close when suddenly, Roman pulled him to a stop. 

He didn’t get the chance to question it before he was being spun, pressed down against the bed, legs pressed up to his chest and the breath getting kissed out of him as Roman started to thrust. He moaned into the kiss, arms wrapping around Roman’s shoulders as he went faster, harder, making his mind go blank with pleasure. 

Roman pulled back from the kiss as his fingers dug bruises into Virgil’s skin, and it wasn’t much longer before they were both coming, Roman pressing deep. They stayed still for a moment before Roman pulled back, collapsing next to Virgil and snuggled up against him, resting a head on his chest to listen to his heart racing.

Virgil hummed softly, wrapping an arm around Roman’s shoulders, fingers petting soothingly. “Want to talk about it.” His voice sounded rough, but it always did after sex. They needed to get cleaned up, but that could wait just a bit.

Roman made a small, disagreeing noise in the back of his throat, snuggling in a little closer. “Not right now. I just want to lay here with you for a minute.” 

“As long as you need…” Virgil shifted slightly, pressing a kiss to the top of Roman’s head. He wouldn’t push for answers, knowing they would come in time. For now, he was content to just stay like this.

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I want to make this very clear, if you are under the age of 18, I do not want you following me. I do not care how ‘mature’ you think you are. Stay off means stay off.

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Giving you all until the first weekend in March to either put your age in your bio or tell me in the dms, or you're getting blocked

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Virgils onsie has a buttflap uwo

He’s got two identical ones except one has the buttflap and one doesn’t. When he’s feeling a little needy and frisky, he’ll wear the one that has it to movie night and pick who he wants to tease. It’s like a game, if they can get through without the others noticing, then they get a prize of some sort, anything they want 

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(Just a little scene I have in my mind, so I thought I'd share)

It wasn't often Deceit would use his silencing powers on Virgil, even less often would he bring out his other arms. But with how little they have time to really see each other lately, Virgil wasn't surprised when he was pinned against a wall one day, lips claimed in a possessive kiss. He didn't fight it as he was stripped of his clothes and lifted up with strong arms. It was only when Deceit was pushing into him and his head hit the wall with a dull thunk, a low moan resounding in his throat but no sound coming out.

It was only then that he remembered that he hadn't shut the door behind him, the voices from the others loud as they debated for the movie they were going to watch tonight. He wanted to protest, or suggest that they go somewhere else, but the words wouldn't come, even if he could speak.

"Shhh love. Just enjoy it." The words were soft in his ear, contradicting the rough thrusts pushing into him, a small puff of air leaving him with each inward push but no sound to accompany it. Two of Deceit's arms were gripping his legs tight, holding him open so he could push in deeper, faster, harder. Another held Virgil's hands up over his head, the forth stroking in time to each movement. The last two gently cupped his cheeks, encouraging him to maintain eye contact as they traded kisses.

Virgil's fingers twitched, wanting to reach out and hold on, to curl into Deceit's cape that he was still wearing. He never fully undressed during these type of encounters, and somehow Virgil found that to be even hotter than the possibility of being caught. No one would come though, they both knew it, so really, why should he fight it? With that acceptance, Virgil was coming, the smallest hint of a whine finally spilling out, and he knew that this was just the beginning.

[starryskiessmut]

I want to make this very clear, if you are under the age of 18, I do not want you following me. I do not care how ‘mature’ you think you are. Stay off means stay off.

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Kinktober Day 12 - Biting Anxceit -- Virgil gasped quietly, hips pressing forward into the tight grip around his cock, body relaxing against Deceit’s warm form. He had one hand holding onto his lover’s arm, fingers clenching the fabric of his jacket, the other lifted up to hold onto the back of Deceit’s neck, fingers tugging on the strands of hair there with each pleasurable wave that went through his body. “Dee… please…” Deceit chuckled lowly, pressing kisses along the length of Virgil’s neck, eyes taking in the flush spreading down his naked body. There was something rather thrilling about having the other in this position, vulnerable and needy while he was still dressed and in control. “What do you need darling?” He lightly scraped his teeth along his neck, the promise of a bite but not quite following through with it. Not yet.

Virgil whined quietly in his throat, tilting his head to the side and pressing back further against Deceit. “Bite me… please… I need you..” He was so close… He just needed that flash of pain to push him over the edge and nothing was better than Deceit’s sharpened teeth marking him, claiming him.

Deceit hummed softly, thumb teasing the head of Virgil’s cock. “You’ve been so good for me darling.” He sped up his hand, delighting in the pleased sounds he was pulling from the smaller Side. “Come for me then.” He bit down hard on the juncture of Virgil’s neck, teeth piercing the skin and sucking a dark mark there. 

Vigil’s back arched as he came with a loud cry, eyes fluttering shut, body trembling as Deceit worked him through his orgasm, the first of many that night. His neck was already throbbing from the bite, and by the time the night was through, he’d be covered in marks. It wasn’t often they met up like this, but when they did, he knew he was going to be feeling it in the morning. But he was more than okay with that.

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I wrote this for my Discord, so I figure I’d post it here too.  Have this short ReVer fic (Remus x Veronica my oc) they’re both bi in this ship Featuring: semi-public sex and brief public groping

It wasn’t often that Veronica got in one of these moods, and Remus wasn’t the quick to notice. It took him longer than he’d like to admit, but she was being discreet at first. A brush of her hand against his, leaning on him a little more than usual, pushing up against him when he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. He just thought she was being a little more affectionate than normal, it’s been awhile since they’ve seen each other, so he didn’t think much of it.

It was only when they were at the pizzeria, laughing and joking with their friends, that it really clicked. She was sitting next to him, like she normally was, and she placed a hand innocently on his thigh. It was only when it started moving upwards that it clicked and he inhaled sharply when the heel of palm pressed down on the growing bulge in his pants. He turned his attention to her, heat twisting through him at the teasing sparkle in her eyes, and he watched as she slipped out of the booth, gaze tracking swaying hips to the bathroom in the back.

He counted to ten, as he was supposed to, before following after. Two sharp knocks on the door had her reaching out and pulling him in, and not a word was spoken as he pressed her against the wall, deep kisses being exchanged. He was idly aware of the lock clicking shut, but he had more important things to worry about. Like Veronica’s hands unbuckling his pants, pulling them down before she wiggled in the tight space to turn around, leaning forward slightly and presenting herself to him.

They didn’t have long before someone came looking for them, but practiced ease had the condom in his wallet out and on and, with one hand gripping her hip and the other against her mouth to muffle any sounds, he pushed in. The pace was fast, no time for sweet and slow, and he pressed kisses and bites to the back of her neck to muffle himself. Each push forward resulted in her pushing back, want and need building and twisting inside of them and it wasn’t long before they were both coming with muffled cries.

They both took a moment to enjoy the moment before separating and working on cleaning up. Remus forced open the tiny window to try and air out the room as Veronica slipped out and again, he counted to ten before following. They liked to think they were being sneaky about it, but even if someone knew what they had been up to, they would never say. And that was more than okay with them.

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Kinktober Day 11 - Mirror Sex Virmile – Watching himself being fucked was something Virgil never considered as something he wanted to do. He didn’t have a high opinion of his body, which is why he liked wearing layers and long sleeves, but it was hard to dwell on the things about himself that he hated when his mind was so foggy with pleasure. His legs were spread wide, resting on the arms of the armchair he and his partner were sitting on, gaze fixated on the sight of a hard cock sliding in and out of his body.

“Look at you.” Emile breathed, hands firmly fixed on Virgil’s hips and moving him up and down at a slow and steady pace. He was looking over Virgil’s shoulder, gaze locked on the pleasure clouding his lover’s face. “You’re so beautiful, so perfect.”

“I’m not -” His protest was cut off by a sharp thrust, a moan slipping out instead and his head dropped back to rest against Emile’s shoulder.

“You are.” Emile turned his head to press gentle kisses along Virgil’s shoulders, to his cheek, before gently nudging him to look again. “We’re going to sit here until you start seeing what I see. As long as it takes.”

They could be here all night then, but as the pleasurable heat grew hotter in his stomach, Virgil found that he really didn’t mind.

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Kinktober Day 10 - Hate Fucking Anxceit -- There was no one Virgil hated more than Deceit. He hated his smug, cocky grin when they argued. Hated the sound of his voice when he spoke his lies. Hated the feeling of his scales under his fingers and hated the forceful way he kissed him after each argument. But most of all, he hated the way he was overpowered, pushed down against the nearest surface - a couch, the wall, bent over the table - and fucked so hard, so perfectly, that left him a gasping, moaning mess. And he hated that only Deceit seemed to be able to leave him in such a state.

Deceit hated starting fights with Virgil, hated the way Anxiety’s mismatched eyes would narrow, hated the scowl on his face, and he hated the insults spit at him through clenched teeth. He hated how easy it was to rile the other Side up, and how easy it was to push him against the nearest surface. He hated the way he knew just the right way to touch to make the smaller Side fall apart under him, and he loathed knowing that he was the only one who could make him feel this good, fall apart this quickly. The sounds of gasps and moans falling from Virgil wasn’t music to his ears and definitely didn’t encourage him to go faster, go harder, content with the knowledge that it was only a matter of time before they were in this position again.

[starryskiessmut]

Patton has referred to himself, Roman and Logan as "Daddy" therefore I propose they all have a daddy-kink that Virgil takes full advantage of when he wants something.

[lavendersnsfs]

Hey hi uh y e s

After the video they’re sitting all together and Virgil decides he wants to not move to get juice (they’re partners by this point already) so he asks Logan first “Daddy can you get me some juice please?” Tugging at his shirt looking shy and blushy (very much a facade but they don’t know that) the other three are caught far far off gaurd and freeze for a sec but Logan gets up and gets it for Virgil “there you go baby boy”

The other two get jealous but Patton is first to act on it “hey honey, do you want some snacks too?” Virgil knowingly smiles and nods “can I has chips dada?” All of their hearts fuckin melt and Patton says yes and caresses his face and goes to get it

“Daddy-“ Virgil tugs on Romans shirt this time but all of them look just in case “‘m too warm” they all get to work for that one though, they know he’ll get cold soon after so Patton gets blankets and pillows for them, Logan some tea boiling hot so it’s warm when they’re ready for it. Roman turns up the AC and soon Virge is cuddled between all of them

Although I like nsfw most times I don’t have the energy for that rn I just want soft and fluffy 🥰

[starryskiessmut]

This is cute! Thank you!

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Kinktober day 9 - Pet Play Moxiety -- Patton hummed softly as he puttered around the kitchen, cleaning up after dinner. Virgil had been nice enough to take up cooking duty that night, so the least he could do was clean up the mess they made. It was a fair system for everyone involved, and it left plenty of time for them to spend time together later. Whether that be relaxing in and watching a movie or more physical activities, he was fine with either.

A throat clearing had him turning towards the door, expecting to see his boyfriend. He couldn’t see anyone, but another sound made his gaze drop where Virgil was resting on his knees, a pair of cat ears perched on his head. He had stripped down as well and Patton raised an eyebrow. So it was going to be one of those nights then. “Hello pretty kitty. Are you looking for an evening treat?” He cooed softly, turning to face Virgil fully.

Virgil gave a little meow, shuffling forward on his hands and knees, coming to stop in front of Patton. He made his eyes wide and pleading as he meowed again, not reaching out to touch him, but letting his gaze flicker to what he wanted.

Patton hummed softly, reaching a hand out to gently card his fingers through Virgil’s hair, being mindful of the band holding the ears in place. “I suppose you do deserve a treat after being so kind to make us dinner earlier.” He smiled softly at the excited sparkle in Virgil’s eye, and he knew he could never deny him anything. Hands moved to undo his pants, pulling them down to free his cock. “Come get some cream kitty.”

Virgil shuffled forward eagerly with a quiet mew, keeping his hands on the ground and not touching Patton. Touching meant he was done with this, and he was far from done with this game.

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Kinktober Day 8 - Tights Prinxiety Note: Virgil is FtM trans who’s had top surgery, so there’s that. This one is more of ‘implied’ something happening and not any actual smut, so I hope you enjoy anyway -- Logan had been cracking down lately about everyone getting healthier habits and being in shape, all in the name of looking out for Thomas’ health. That meant there was less ‘junk’ food to eat in the house and everyone was expected to get some form of physical activity in during the day. Virgil had decided that the easiest to do was yoga, and found that the whole practice left him feeling more relaxed by the end of it.

Unfortunately for Roman, he had taken up to doing said yoga in the living room. Namely when he was trying to watch his shows and would snatch the remote from him every time to turn on his exercise dvd. It left Roman pouting on the couch with the option to either get up and leave, join him, or sit back and watch. He’d normally leave him to it, not wanting to get roped into joining, but he was a little curious to see Virgil in action.

Watching his boyfriend twist and bend and stretch his body like that was a lot more alluring that Roman initially though. His eyes traced over each bend and curve, settling on his rather shapely ass and the tights he was wearing that really clung to each detail. A hand pressed absently against the growing bulge in his pants, and he shifted in his seat, leaning forward slightly.

“Like what you see?” Virgil’s voice pulled Roman’s attention to his face, and he couldn’t even be embarrassed for having been caught staring. The playful look in his eyes wasn’t enough to keep his attention though and his gaze flickered back to the wet patch slowly growing between Virgil’s legs, arousal twisting in his stomach. “I normally do this on my own, but I’m sure we can figure out some way you can join me, if you’d like.”

Roman would have normally said no, came up with some excuse, but he was up and moving over to Virgil before he could process it. His hands came to rest on Virgil’s hips, pulling him to rest flush against his body as he pushed his hips forward to let him feel just how affected he was by watching him. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.” His voice was low, spoken in Virgil’s ear as he pressed kisses down his neck. Maybe Logan was right... more exercise was good for them.

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What kinktober list are you using?

This one! I kind of decided last minute to participate, so I just googled prompt lists and grabbed one I liked

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Kinktober Day 7 - Aphrodisiacs Analogical -- Virgil grit his teeth as heat twisted low in his stomach, hands clenched tightly on the blanket under him. When he had agreed to work on an experiment with the man, he hadn’t considered it would end up with him on Logan’s bed, naked, on his hands and knees while the other watched him curiously, clipboard in hand. He wished he had a little more information about what exactly it was he was doing, or what it was he was drinking, when he was handed the small vial.

“Virgil? How are you feeling?” 

Logan’s voice was low, the sound of it sending shivers down Virgil’s spine, and he drew in a slow, shaky breath. He turned his head to look at him, seeing curiosity in those blue eyes, and it took everything he had not to reach out to him. “Like I want you to touch me.”

A cool hand reached out to run fingers down Virgil’s back, and a low moan slipped out at the pleasurably tingles the action caused. Want and need twisted sharply in his stomach, fingers spasming on the blanket again and it took everything Virgil had not to whine. “Lo... please... I need you.” 

Logan hummed softly, writing something down on his clipboard before setting it aside. He moved onto the bed in front of Virgil, lifting his head up towards him, taking in the sight of his darkened eyes, red-bitten lips, flushed cheeks. Interesting how such a small concoction could cause such a reaction. It’s something he’d love to explore more of later, but for now... He leaned forward for a kiss, swallowing the moan, and shifting and pushing Virgil to lay on his back. Taking care of his boyfriend was much more important at the moment.

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Kinktober Day 6 - Blow Jobs Dukexiety -- Virgil let his head drop back with a gentle thump against the cabinet behind him as he moaned, fingers curling in soft hair and tugging, hips pushing up into the heat surrounding his cock. A talented tongue traced and teased along the length of it, pleasure twisting through him and toes curling up in enjoyment. This hadn’t been how he planned for his morning to go, but he wasn’t complaining.

It hard started when he had been eating his breakfast, seated up on the kitchen counter has he usually did. Deceit had made a comment about it, about how he shouldn’t sit there because of it’s where the snacks went. Remus had popped in then saying that Virgil was a snack he would love to eat. A look was shared between them, one’s gaze playful, an eyebrow quirked in invitation, and that was all it took. 

Remus had made his way over to where Virgil sat and Deceit had high-tailed it out of the kitchen, not wanting to watch whatever happened between them. Words weren’t needed as Virgil allowed his pants and boxers to be pulled down, anticipation twisting in his stomach had how enthusiastic Remus dove right in, wasting no time in swallowing him down fully. He’ll have to see about returning the favor, once he’s coherent again.

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Kinktober Day 5 - Bondage Analogical --- “Look at you, presenting yourself nice and needy for me.”

The low voice was right in Virgil’s ear, and a small whine slipped past his throat. He turned his head to follow the sound, the blindfold over his eyes blocking out all light, but try as he might he couldn’t pinpoint Logan’s position. A touch of cool fingers trailing down his back made him arch forward slightly, heat pulling in his belly and he tugged uselessly at his arms, unable to tug them free from the binding holding them over his head. “Please...”

Logan hummed softly, footsteps coming to a stop in front of Virgil, and he heard him shifting to crouch down in front of him. “Please? What is you want, dearest?”

“Touch me...” 

A hand reached out to trail fingers along his face, tracing his jaw and down his neck, thumb coming to rest on his thundering pulse point. “Like this?” Virgil shook his head, opening his mouth to protest, when the hand moved further down, trailing along his chest to tease a nipple, pulling a light moan from him. “Or like this?”

“You know what I want.” Virgil’s voice was beginning to sound faint to his own ears, no matter how much demanding he tried to put in it. He shifted on his knees, pushing his hips forward with a small whine. “Please.” 

He knew he should feel vulnerable like this, tied up, blindfolded, and naked while his boyfriend was still fully clothed, but he didn’t. He knew it wouldn’t stay that way, and as cool fingers teased along his hard cock, he knew he was going to have to work for what he wanted. He wasn’t above begging, and Logan sure did love to see him desperate for it before he would eventually give in.