#ask 2p

[dressed-in-blue]

@the-devil-less-known He looks a bit manic, covered in mysterious sticky red splatter down his front and across his face — freezing at Alastor entering the kitchen like he just got caught doing something he shouldn't have.

The space is suspiciously clean with the smell of bleach and a used oven, the dishwasher currently rumbling away. The King makes as if to wipe his hands on his shirt, just to change his mind last minute. Instead, there's several attempts to snap wet fingers to change his shirt wherein he's forced to give that up too.

"Um— Uh— Um...!! I cleaned up!!"

He wondered into the kitchen to find him there. Blinking curiously at the state of him. He glanced around the kitchen as though to find the source before looking back to him.

"Are you.. alright?" Stepping forward he bent down at the waist so he could be closer to his level. Then tilted his head to the side before lifting a hand to gently wipe away some of the substance with one claw.

Alastor examined it for a moment before flicking his tongue over it. Curious as to what it was. Whether something used in cooking or blood he didn't know. "What were you doing before?"

@the-devil-less-known

[ask2ps]

Hey Oliver I'm emo now :( -emo 2p America

OLIVER: Well, at least we know that “MCR” band definitely isn’t coming back any time soon.

OLIVER: …Right?

[absolute-anamation]

So Francois. What do you think about Francis ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Francois: He's the most annoying person I have ever met... I would do anything to make him shut that loud mouth of his.

[askusamexyaoi]

“Con respecto a lo que pienso de su otra versión, es que es demasiado sexy y aun quiero meterme aunque solo sea una vez con él”

Traslation:

@eliza-shipper: Allen (2p America) do you love 2p Mexico? Or do you get affection and vice versa? * By the way autora-chan I love your drawings (> u <) / *

@scott-coria: What do you think 2p! America of Mexico and its 2p! ?

Allen: What do I think of the greatest coward of all time? He is an idiot who does nothing but tremble and cry every time I approach him. It's so annoying every time it gets like this, sometimes I do not even know what to do to stop me from being so scared. I've done everything to understand that I'm not going to hurt her. The worst thing is that I think he is cute, even with everything and his clumsiness, I think what bothers me is that I love him too much, I hate myself for loving him so much.

Allen: Tebi, let me kiss you

Esteban: It's okay.

"As for what I think of his other version, it's that it's too sexy and I still want to get into it even if it's only with him once"

OOC: Muchísimas gracias, me alegra que te guste mi trabajo @eliza-shipper.

[dressed-in-blue]

❝ I just want to look at you like this for a moment. ❞

Sugar & Spice // accepting

He stood with his hands raised pressing one hand to his lips, a timid expression plastered across his features. There was a light blush that dusted his cheeks, as he stood still obediently.

His shirt was left open, showing off the tuft of glacier white fur, dipped in light blue. "Do-do you like this?"

[dressed-in-blue]

[tie.] sender binds receiver's wrists with rope / belt / tie / etc. Ties him up with his belt, bitting into his neck and rubbing his hands down his chest.

Lust prompts // accepting

He's panting lightly at the touch, shudders echoing throughout his entire body. Instinctual he pulls at the binds both with the desire to touch him but also so they bite into his wrists, adding to the sting of pain.

Pain which is no doubt turning him on, the longer it lasts. A heated breath leaving him to the bite, his head tilts to the side to allow him more access. The touch of his hands sliding down his chest made his face flush, his ears pinned back.

"Hah..please, I need you to touch me."

[dressed-in-blue]

💦

(Stolas)

Giving/Getting Oral // accepting -- Blue eyes glanced up the length of the owl before him, glowing brightly back at him. They had fallen half lidded and filled with a lust that only physical touch could cure. He'd smoothed his hands down along his thighs. He'd need a taste of something higher power than himself. Just a taste to curve his curiosity and hunger for it. At least in this aspect. There was always the possibility that it could trigger him into wanting more -- needing more. But that was not a thought he was focusing on right now.

This goetia had been so kind to him. Picked him off the streets and dusted him off. Despite the fact that he was an Overlord, a sinner. In every aspect he was ranked lower than he was. Even with his immense power and horrifying reputation. And for that kindness, he wanted to return something to him. He wanted to give him affection as his appreciation, beyond just wanting to do so for his own selfish reasons. Alastor wanted to hear his praises. And so he gently parted his thighs so he could fit his broad shoulders between them. Settling his hands on his inner part of them, while he leaned forward and lowered his head to meet the opening to his cloaca. Alastor opened his jaws then, allowing a dark tinted tongue to slide forward and brush along the opening first. Wetting the entrance before he plunged his tongue into him, pushing past soft, fluffy feathers to do so. He hummed in delight at the feeling of it, his tongue pressing in deep, wriggling along as it did. Once he'd reached as far as he could, he leaned forward further to press his face flush against him. His lips carefully closing around the opening as he focused solely on dragging his tongue in and out from the depths of his cloaca and sliding it along his entrance, again. Meeting the movements with a soft suction from his mouth.

[dressed-in-blue]

Sniffs him "You are quite fluffier than I thought. Are you blue everywhere?"

"Everywhere? You mean all over my body? Hm, I suppose other than my hair, ears, tail, claws and hooves, I have some tuffs of blue fur on my chest and elbows."