#galraan

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galraan replied to your post: makes soft rumbly noises at him

lays head ontop of his. continues to rumble

“... You’re being affectionate. What’s the occasion?”

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galraan replied to your post: ◣ ♠◥ - -     He just woke up, it might be wise...

pushes him over

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    There was no resistance, not in his exhausted state. It was almost like pushing a little one over. Except this one fell with no attempt of catching himself at all and laid in a heap on the floor. The only thing Thace did in retaliation was grumble lowly, but aside from that? The floor was comfortable.

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makes soft rumbly noises at him

“Sendak? What are you doing?”

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galraan replied to your post: @antomora ◣ ♠◥ - - “… I hope one day, you find the...

antok voice: fuck off thace

thace voice: fuck you antok

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galraan replied to your post: crams a galra oc under the read more[[MOR]

KISS ME

hONEY HE DOESN’t EVEN HAVE A NAME YET

[onlyevernice]

“Even when you smile, your eyes are still sad.”

Shiro lets out a long sigh, one that was probably supposed to turn into a chuckle halfway through, and smiles anyway. “Sad. That’s a word.” He probably hasn’t felt something as uncomplicated as sad in years. “At least I’m not as tired as I used to be. I got a few straight deca-phoebs of rest. That’s gotta count for something, right?” And he’s lying about that, too, and the smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes, still, and he’s trying, just as much as he ever has--but does it matter, when people like Keith still see through the facade so effortlessly?

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💋

Kisses! // @galraan // Open

After everything that had happened Hunk was pretty sure that Keith would want to perform some surgery to break their bond. It had happened so fast and during heat and without a plan or anything.

Yet here Keith was, curling up at his side and gently holding Hunk’s cheek and kissing him!

[panickypaladin]

ツ

You heard? // @galraan // Closed

His head thunked against the wall as he tossed his head back. Not hard, he just hadn’t be able to keep himself from moving. His shirt and pants were in a bundled up heap in the corner and his vest was throw open and hanging by his side as he reached between his legs and stroke himself. Slow and languide movements with a proper squeeze from his fingers. He could see the tight ass before him as his fantasy ran wild. What had happened with Keith had been an accident, but now the situation was as it was. And it was driving Hunk crazy to just KNOW that Keith was on the other side of this wall. 

He bit the collar of his vest hard, chewing on it over and over as he thought of Keith. Of his neck and his scent. The feeling of his skin between his small fangs. If Hunk could punch through this wall he would have. Sweat dripped down his face as he worked himself faster and faster. His cock twitching between his fingers. A moan rumbled through him as he kicked with his foot and curled his toes. The rush of blood pumping quickly through his body as his arousal pulsed in his mind. His muscles twisted with need. Drops of cum beading on his cock’s head and his voice light an eary. Hunk gasped and the collar dropped from his mouth, wet with saliva and worn by his teeth. He came in a thick long ribbon on the floor between his legs. His omega’s name on his lips as he cried out with his orgasm and riding the pleasure, milking himself dry.