#kobrapoison

[bleakfortune]

for the danger days square on my @waycestfest bingo card! 🌈🌵 based on part of the magazine kobra reads in the na na na mv

[mychemicalgoremance]

upcoming DD remaster why am i not seeing any kobrapoison chemsex in bike helmets under the scorching heat

[neonmoronic]

to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

[thx-for-the-venomcest]

Been having piss thoughts lately… Venomcest in leather pants… Party making Kobra piss himself in them… yeah okay uh huh

- ❤︎₊ ⊹

Party Poison and Kobra Kid know it's a waste of water. They know they shouldn't be doing this, but Party can't help themself. Something about their little brother whining and squirming and trembling in place before its body gives out is adorable. It's sexy. Kobra's leather trousers cling to it like a second skin, so taking the time to get them off of it is less efficient than just... not letting it.

Kobra's bladder is small, anyway. It really doesn't take much to fill it up until Kobra's fit to burst. Party even offers it their own canteen as a goodwill gesture.

Their intentions are anything but good.

Kobra is sweating more than usual after a few more drinks than it can handle. Water and alcohol go straight through it, and they both know it. Kobra shifts uncomfortably in place a minute later. Kobra is stubborn, though, continuing to drink water at Party's behest. Their eyes are dark with lust as they push Kobra into taking another sip.

Kobra can feel it once the canteen is empty. Its bladder aches, panging and cramping under its tight leathers. Party slides up behind Kobra and gently massages its stomach.

'You're okay, Key. You'll be fine.'

Kobra's thighs squeeze together, and the shaking doesn't take long to become obvious. Kobra is making little noises of pain, now, and it tries not to move so its bladder doesn't give out. But Party is plastered against its back, cupping Kobra's swollen abdomen lovingly.

'Gotta—' it tries to say. Party shushes it.

'You aren't going to piss yourself, right?' they ask sweetly.

Kobra wants to deny it, it wants to say that it can control its bladder, but it knows that it would be wrong.

Kobra doesn't control its bladder. Party does.

Party presses down on Kobra's abdomen, kissing the back of its neck at the same time. Kobra cries out, squeezing its muscles and clawing at Party's arms. They press down harder, and Kobra feels a few leaks.

'Please, please, please, please,' it begs on loop. Its brother just laughs at it. They grind against Kobra's ass as they push again. Kobra can't take it. Kobra can't— it can't—

'Piss yourself, Mikey.'

And Kobra's body gives out. Its piss is warm as it releases it all in a rush. Kobra sobs as its muscles give out, making Party support its full weight. It's still peeing, its piss completely trapped by its leather. None of it can escape as it runs down its trembling legs. Kobra's piss fills its boots and it's disgusting, really, but Party is humping its ass like they've never seen anything hotter. They're moaning against Kobra's ear, and finally— finally!— Kobra's bladder is empty.

Party's moans get louder as they hump Kobra faster. Their cock is trapped in their own tight leathers, and as Party comes, Kobra knows their crotch will be sticky with their spunk until they can be forced into a shower.

'Piss boots,' Kobra grumbles at Party. Party giggles.

'You can go clean up,' Party allows. Kobra makes its way to the diner bathroom and tries to ignore the feeling of its piss trapped against its skin.

[le-freaknasty]

never posted art on here but what's a better start than some fauxcest? <3

(this was for @/zetaunderlocks 's strawpage if anyone’s wondering)

[skrillien]

sorry just thinking about the way poison and kobra would be so overly-protective of each other. like an uroboros- poison, of course, has to protect their little brother from a world so callous and uncaring, while kobra sees the way his sibling wears themself out trying to keep him safe and forces them into letting him look after them, too.

it's the little details, the way poison thrusts their body in front of kobra's during a firefight, and kobra saves the last can of powerpup for them when food is scarce.

[bleakfortune]

happy throw up in his mouth thursday

[thx-for-the-venomcest]

all of the ships with the fab four are canon because they are all whores and should not be limited by monogamy.

including the venom siblings.

especially the venom siblings.