mafia!techno sneaking aphrodisiac into your food (consensually of course) and fucking you into submission and making sure you dumb down and be good for him ?! 😩 -🌙
Let's be real, he doesn't need to sneak anything anywhere in order to get you under him in any level of submission.
He's rich, scary, and important. Everyone wants to impress him, either to get on his side or get out of his way, including that group of potion brewers in the village over.
They brought him their newest creation to try, wrapped in a small black box tied up in gold ribbon. When he asked if you'd try it with him, of course you agreed, having him watch you with eager eyes as you downed it later that night in the privacy of your cabin.
At first you felt nothing but excitement, enjoying the way his large palms skated over your skin, settled on the bed in between your legs. It was cozy, eyes falling closed with the threat of sleep hanging low until - snap, everything was cranked up to ten.
Your eyes shot open with a gasp, his soft caresses of your thighs feeling like torture as you spread your legs wider, pushing yourself down the mattress to get closer to him. You begged him to touch you, reaching down and pushing his face in between your thighs with a desperate whimper, an intelligible chant of pleases and I'll do anything's.
Techno smirked, already noticing the scent of your arousal increasing fast, slick dripping down your skin.
"Don't worry, doll. 'm gonna take good care of you, just keep those legs spread for me and I'll do the rest."
These two asks have been saved in my Drafts since like fucking February and I completely forgot about them I’m so SORRY - in apologies I dove headfirst into the seggsy goodness rather than my signature 1k backstory ----
warnings: impact play, throat fucking, gun play
Imagine c!Techno with c!Dream’s social tendencies and ability to manipulate.
That’s mafia!Techno.
He wears a soft velvet suit in his signature blood red, gold accents dancing across the expensive fabric.
He wears golden rings on almost every finger, his favorites being a sigil of his crew, a large golden “T” and a large golden “B” on juxtaposed fingers. They're not thick or overpowering - his hands are way too large for any ring to do so.
The golden bands are solid enough, the lettering dainty - hollowed out just right to leave a deep imprint in anyone's skin.
Specifically yours - loves turning his initial rings around to face his palm, bending you over his lap and tattooing those letters on your ass.
Very into marking and control - but that's only for his eyes. Wouldn't fuck you in a meeting while his enemies are across the table, but is very down to bend you over afterwards in a private room, letting everyone hear you as you cry out his name over and over on their way out.
Not that he'd ever, ever let you within twelve feet of danger, preferring to keep you home while he works — But sometimes he brings you along to safer jobs, on days where paperwork is heavy. On these days, there's something that gets your thighs clenching when he calls you his pet in front of other's hungry eyes.
Absolutely has the biggest size kink in the entire world.
Nothing gets him off more than coming home from a tense day and coming down your throat, watching your throat expand to please him, letting him fuck your mouth speechless. There's something so damn good about the way he can stretch his thumb and forefinger apart, wrapping it around his own cock down your windpipe.
Bonus points if you wrap your own hand around his wrist, keeping his hand there in some sick show of full submission.
"That's it — good li'tle pet," he'd groan, balancing his free hand on the top of your head. "You're gonna take everything I give you, aren't you?"
You'd attempt to moan in agreement, instead letting out a short, choked cough, the rough vibrations causing his hips to twitch, pushing even further down your throat.
"Of course you are," he'd beam. "My pretty pet - you exist to please me."
In the same lines — massive oral fixation.
Would definitely rest his thumb in your mouth as he talked on the phone.
You'd graze your teeth over the digit if he took too long, pouting around the intrusion & throwing him the deepest puppy dog eyes.
He's shoot you back a toothy grin, sharp canines on full display.
TW/CW: Gun Play
If he really couldn’t get off the phone, he would absolutely fuck your mouth with his pistol.
Easily emptying the clip with one hand, mouthing a simple command - ‘Open’.
He’d make you keep your mouth open, tongue out until your jaw was sore
Leaning down to silently spit in your mouth, spreading it against your tongue with the barrel of the gun
If you made too much noise while he did, then he’d cut the call short, kicking your knees apart to fuck you rough with the weapon
I would like to thank my family, ESPECIALLY my parents for giving me love and support, one day I will make you proud insyaAllah. Also not to forget, alhamdulillah!! Thank You Allah for giving me a happy life! Wonder whats next? ;-) Allahummar hamni ya arhamar rohimin
Song Review: My Friend The Betrayer - "Seal Dealer"
Song review: “Seal Dealer” Band: My Friend The Betrayer Location: South-East QLD, Australia Date of Release: 26/06/2014 Genre: Metalcore Reviewer: Thrillhouse So, I’m currently on holidays in Europe enjoying myself and having a bit of time off from destroying shitty bands. You know? Relaxing with the family, visiting all the finest nude beaches, and hiring…
Song Review: My Friend The Betrayer – “Seal Dealer” was originally published on I Probably Hate Your Band
This is the headquarter of the Myanmar Foreign Trade Bank (MFTB), found on Maha Bandula Park Street next door to Yangon’s High Court. Along with three other state-owned banks, it was carved out of the monolithic Union of Burma Bank in 1975. MFTB was until recently the exclusive conduit for FX transactions with the isolated southeast Asian country. We are not sure when this postwar socialist-style edifice (here pictured with typical scaffolding for a repainting) was built.
My latest Coolhurst release, featuring that talented Baltimore MC Substantial is now available everywhere, including itunes and Juno Download. Press notes below
Coolhurst makes a welcome return, with previous collaborator Substantial on vocal duties with his latest EP, “Can’t Win For Losin”.
On the title track, Substantial chronicles his exasperation with the mundanities of life and its struggles, over a uptempo drums, bass and killer brass section is reminiscent of northern soul at its catchiest.
The jump-up sound of “MFTB” features a heavy, take-no-prisoners percussion, funked out horn section, and Substantial’s simple call to action - perfect for firing up dancefloors as summer approaches.
Lastly, “Dance” get’s a soulful, lounge reworking. With its percussive groove, and Substantial’s great vocal delivery, it will sound as good at home as it does on the floor.
