#guysofservice

[boysfromtheburbs]

@guysofservice asked: please, i need it! fill me up! (Donovan to Dean)

Dean had Donovan perched up above, back to his chest, riding him. “You keep saying that and we’re gonna be up all night, baby.” Dean cooed, running his hands down Donovan’s muscular thighs. The man’s body was a temple from all the time he spent in the water. He couldn’t help but let his hands explore him every chance they got. The slaps of skin on skin, ass hitting the base of his cock had Dean’s eyes rolling in the back of his head. “Anyone ever tell you that you take cock like a champ? Not many people have the stamina for me.” The pair had been at it for at least an hour. The sheen of their bodies was evidence enough. There was no evidence that they’d be stopping any time soon.

[boysfromtheburbs]

[04.] pulling them away from a party after hours of relentless teasing. (Teddy & Rick)

"Look, I'm sorry, but you left me no choice." Teddy called over his shoulder, voice barely audible above the bumping bass of the music, as he dragged Rick by the wrist throughout the house. Rick had been grinding against him all night. There was only so much one man could take before he took action. "And you know what you were doing, so don't go acting coy on me, babe." After several failed attempts to find a vacant bedroom at the party they were at, Teddy groaned in relief, shoving Rick in by the chest, shutting the door with his back. "Get naked. I need to be inside you. Like, right now. This is what you've been asking for all night, right?" Teddy asked, already unbuckling his belt. His cock had been throbbing against his zipper for at least an hour.

[ofvanguards]

“oh my god, stop looking at me like that! i’m gonna end up kissing you.” (Rick to Raethstrasz)

Rhett frowns. He moves closer to the other, chin raised up in a challenging manner, stopping only a couple inches away from the man. His fingertips caress his chin, raising it very slowly, almost unnoticeably so, as he bends his neck to breathe in the air that comes from Rick's parted lips, teasing him. "Would that be the end of the world, Richard? Me, kissing you, in front of these people you seem to eager to please? Don't tell me you care about what these lowly peasants think of you".

[ofvanguards]

☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground (Rick + Euron)

Rick's smug expression makes the athlete hesitate for a second— he wonders whether he should just turn the tables, use his strength and skill to overpower the other and turn them around so it would be Rick pinned down— but Euron doesn't. Instead, he slowly raises his chin in a prideful manner, smiling as the other man grabs his wrists against the floor. "Oh" he mutters quietly, smugly. Rick is now effectively sitting on his lap to maintain this position, and he's enjoying just feeling this tiny display of power. "What ever am I gonna do?".

[ofvanguards]

knees (from Rick)

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 meme here.

Eyes narrow as they follow the other's form, the way he'd begun undressing, how every muscle pulled onto the fabric of his shirt— Arthur wasn't even paying attention to whatever he was saying, something about an important meeting, something about business, something about a very big deal "Kneel" he said, the word dry, confident— it had a hint of playfulness, of trust. The glass of wine touched his lips, but he was barely fazed by the flavor of the liquid before he spoke again. "Now".