yo i keep thinking about your fic with Brian loving on Dan's hands and it's just so well written and sensual and i love it so much! could you do something similar with Arin's squishy cakes, when you have time? keep it up ^^
I really like this idea! And I’m super glad you like that fic :3 I was super proud of it and I might write more stuff like it ^.^
Here’s some a thing about Arin’s buns >:3
Any Grump that ever kissed Arin had gotten into the habit of sliding their hands into his back pockets. It was something even Suzy got comfortable doing. It was hard to resist the urge to cop a feel when Arin’s ass was so incredibly desirable.
Dan’s hands had very specific placement whenever he engaged Arin in the foreplay before the foreplay: one combing through Arin’s silky hair and the other slipping comfortably into the depth of whatever shitty jeans Arin decided to throw on that day. When things got really hot and heavy, both of Dan’s hands traveled down Arin’s back.
People would think that only the fandom was obsessed with that pole dancing video in which Arin wore the infamous “Caaaakes!” booty shorts, but everyone close to him became hyper-aware of how perfect his ass was. Arin’s willingness to wear dresses and skirts was considered a blessing.
Brian hadn’t even realized how much he’d fallen victim to this infatuation until he bent Arin over his desk and took him from behind. Despite his admirable composure, Brian found himself staring whenever Arin bent down to pick something up. He was another person who loved pressing his hands into the deep pockets of Arin’s jeans.
Brian and Dan both seemed especially excited to hear about Arin’s little spanking kink. It was hard not to be enthusiastic when there was so much ass to worship. Even with all that lusty desire, Dan and Brian found themselves being content with just spooning. When he wasn’t being pounded into, Arin loved whenever Brian or Dan would lie behind him, cocks almost always erect and pressed up against his backside.
Arin certainly loved the attention his ass got him. Even the quickest spank or grope immediately lifted his mood and made him feel special. Brian would slide a hand into his back pocket and whisper something in the delicious limbo between sweet and lusty that made him melt. Dan would lift Arin’s chin and kiss him lightly, placing his hands in the same places every time. Considering how differently Dan and Brian were when it came to sex, it was always intriguing to Arin that they both had a weakness for his ass.
He had to stop himself from drooling every time he was ordered to lie on his stomach with his ass up. He had to admit that he didn’t hate his body nearly as much as he used to. With all the squishy cake appreciation, it was hard not to love how ripe for spanking and biting and kissing his body was.
