In today's episode of @gomzdrawfr discovering a kink and Juju fully encouraging it, we present to you, especially @on-a-lucky-tide @nekrosmos @laswells-ashtray @panchulien @jgvfhl and everyone in nikprice army
Garters. Trans Price in a thigh garter. Nikolai sliding his huge bear palm underneath it, even though it barely fits, to knead that soft flesh and thumb over the slight indented mark the belt left.
Price kneeling before Nik to help him put the sock garters on. And if Nikolai puts his boot on John's crotch and makes him polish it with his slick, then it's their business.
Juju my dear in the name of science and love and all that is jellyfish, what is your favorite ice cream flavor 🐼🤌🏻
Damn it's such a hard pick, but I think it's between banana and pistachio. But also I will always want to try the crazy ones like "fresh barf of the moon unicorn" and "papa smurf's body lotion". And they always taste like bubble gum which is a nice one too.
Grave'dma but it's Graves with an oral fixation (MDNI)
Marusya has him sucking on her dogtags, the old ones she's had since Urzikstan. Cuddled up with their legs intertwined and his head cradled against her chest, the chain digging in her neck slightly when he pulls away too far, so he keeps close, playing with the old metal with his tongue and feeling the ring of the tags pressed between his lips. It's sweet, it's comforting, it's quiet calm down time for them both as he listens to her telling him words of love.
But also him getting punished for saying some cocky shit again. He has to sit with the dogtags in his mouth and suckle, and Ved'ma pats his cheek and calls him "good sh'en" (good pup) and pulls on the chain, so he has to resist the force, because it's a test and he isn't allowed to let them out yet.
Or when it's not a punishment and Marusya just wants some reading time and Phil needs some quiet comfort, he lays his head in her lap and she lets him suck on her thumb with a ring, twisting it around as he pleases. Sometimes she presses down on his tongue and if he looks up he can catch her looking at him with a smile from the corner of her eye.
Maybe she even had him hold her crowbar in his mouth once, with the thrill of the possibility that she's gonna put force on the other end and just snap his jaw out of his skull. Heavy weight in his mouth, the taste of iron not letting him distinguish whether it's just the crowbar or he cut his tender skin on it.
Graves also obviously gives Ved'ma's strap blowjobs, moans and whimpers around it with his eyes blissfully closed, lashes fluttering open only from time to time to look up at her, stroking his hair. She doesn't push him to take it deeper: she doesn't need to; all Ved'ma needs to do is say that she likes his southern drawl with a bit of a rasp, and he gags on the strap himself to make his throat sore and raspy.
