I-If you are still accepting them, can you do spicy MoCeit for your Valentine's Day Fics? If not, that is fine. I hope you are feeling better, and are able to get some rest
Also: Anon asked: If you’re taking requests then could I ask for sub deceit please? If not it’s totally cool! I hope you have a good day either way :)
Dimitri groaned softly as he could feel Patton’s hands running up his calves, just the softest of touches. Pulling gently at the padded cuffs around his wrist, Dee gasped as he felt kisses being placed against his inner thighs, before his legs were getting spread wider.
“Still doing ok up there?” Patton’s amused voice asked, before a kiss was placed against his balls.
“Y-yea, I’m doing just fine.”
“Good.”
Jerking slightly, Dee’s skin broke out into goosebumps as Patton’s mouth sealed over his balls, sucking each one gently before repeating the process. Against his stomach, his cock throbbed again as he felt a finger teasing against him before pressing in. He didn’t need to be able to see to know the look that was on Patton’s face right now, the one that never failed to make him shiver.
“Another, please?” Dee asked, moaning as Patton’s other slicked up hand wrapped around his cock.
“Anything for you, dumpling.”
Dee groaned a little at the nickname, one earned from how much Patton wanted to just eat him up. It took longer than he cares to think about for him to figure out just how Patton wanted to eat him.
Spreading his legs wider, Dimitri moaned Patton’s name as he added another finger inside of him, working his hand opposite of the one around his cock. Bending his knees up more, Dee gasped as he felt Patton lean up, pressing kisses and nips to his stomach, hand squeezing around the head of his cock.
“Relax, my sweet. This is about your pleasure, just lay back and relax.”
Number 31 please? Any pairing of your choosing! Your writing is fantastic ^-^
(To y’all who are asking for angst, it’ll come, but I need some fluff bc rn thinking is haaaaard)
31- “Can I try it on?”
Logicality because of yesterday heh
Morality didn’t expect to ever see Logan without his tie. And yet, here he was. The tie was, of course, nearby. It rested on the table, loose enough to have been pulled off Logan’s head.
“Are you okay?” Morality moved to Logan’s side, pressing a gentle hand to check his temperature and completely disregarding boundaries, as per usual. It happened when he was more concerned with Logan’s health. Which, unfortunately, happened fairly often.
Logan didn’t bother trying to pull away, knowing that Morality would fuss even more. “I’m fine. My tie was just getting in the way, so I took it off for now.”
Morality picked the tie in question up, running his thumb over the smooth fabric. “Can I try it on?” He asked absently, the words leaving his mouth before he could properly think about them. His cheeks immediately burned, and he moved to put the tie back and leave, but.
“I suppose you can.” Logan glanced up at Morality, then back down at his work. If he noticed the burning red of Morality’s cheeks, he didn’t make a mention of it.
Morality quickly slipped on the tie, trying (and failing) to not grin like an idiot. “What do you think?” He chirped, knowing for a fact that he probably looked a little stupid. After all, he was wearing a blue tie with a blue shirt. Anyone who knew anything about fashion knew that he looked du-
Before he could register it, Logan had grabbed him by the tie and pulled him into a kiss. Of course Morality absolutely melted into it, his hands on Logan’s shoulders to stop himself from falling over. “I think you should wear my clothes more often.”
Somehow, Morality went redder. “I- you- how?”
“I am open to a relationship with you, Morality.” Logan chuckled, straightening the tie for Morality. “Think about it, won’t you?”
Hey, I will probably submit some art of your side's you created. I started with Gabriel and will possibly do more in the future. I will be submitting the shaded and colored because it is fun to see the contrast. It will take me some time to do the coloring, but I promise you the credit will always be there.
Yes, I do! I write stories and poetry. I also paint when I get the chance to. All of them are great stress relievers.
Vine: Have you ever had to give up something important to you?
Hmmm. This one is a toughy. I think the thing I had, and still have, to give up the most is being myself around my family because they want me to act a certain way so I tailor to them. I’m too scared to let them know who I am even though it hurts me when they start assuming things about me. I just let it happen.