#quincamo

[pwurrz]

this is so stupid i’m sorry there’s just not a day that goes by where i don’t think about this tweet

[zombro]

quincamo week day 2: sweet tooth

decided to make them the sweets (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

[sea-arsonist]

Quincy in the snussy....

I wanted to draw Quincamo stuff for awhile now!

I'm not fully proud of Yaku's face but he looks wibbly enough so it's alright!

[ner0w0w0]

Quincy had some... thoughts when he saw Yakumo's new fit

[bombnatan]

Quincy/Yakumo is my favorite pairing, plus their week is on right now ♡

[meewz]

yakumo lost his ability to think straight a while ago. the feeling of quincy’s large hands gripping his hips, gently holding him in place, as the larger man peppers kisses and nips on the bare skin of his ass would have been more than enough to overwhelm the poor serpent on its own. but then there’s.. the strange but exciting position yakumo’s found himself in.

he’s technically sitting on quincy’s chest, back towards the man’s face, having been manhandled into this position in a series of events his fuzzy, horny brain can’t seem to remember too well.

(he does remember quincy’s hands roaming all over his body, cupping and fondling his chest and nipples before sliding down to his hips. these hands, comforting yet dizzying in the way they always are, easily guided him where quincy wanted him to go, until his chest was flush with the forest guardian’s stomach.

“arch your back a little.. that’s it,” quincy had requested, his voice rougher than usual and a little breathless, gently pushing down the center of yakumo’s back until he had no choice but to comply.

“but m-mr. quincy.. t-this is-!” he remembers trying to protest in embarrassment, as he realized where this position left his bottom, but he cut himself off with a whiny gasp as quincy pressed a kiss to the sensitive skin just around his rim.)

and that would’ve been exciting enough on its own, let alone combined with the special attention quincy was paying to him, not to mention the feeling of his cock sliding against the forest guardian’s hair-covered chest every time he accidentally squirmed or bucked his hips, but.. what truly made yakumo unable to string a coherent sentence together, was the fact that his vision was entirely taken up by quincy’s massive bulge.

he was so close, if he turned his head even slightly, he was sure he would be able to rub his cheek along the throbbing length. yakumo could feel its warmth, practically tasting the quickly growing spot of precum that dotted the front of quincy’s boxers. if he just.. stuck his tongue out the slightest bit, he would actually be able to taste it. the thought alone made him moan helplessly. with every twitch and shift, the urge to just bury his nose in the larger man’s crotch and inhale his natural scent deeply flooded his body with molten hot desire. he wanted nothing more than to take quincy’s cock into the inviting warmth of his mouth, feel it throb at the back of his throat and just hold him there, refusing to let go until the forest guardian had blessed his tongue with his cum but.. he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

the idea of giving in to his serpentine instincts and swallowing quincy whole was just.. far too shameful.

a growl from behind him brings yakumo back from his blatant, filthy fantasizing, and he yelps as quincy’s giant hands spread his cheeks apart to gain easy access to his entrance. a sharp cry of quincy’s name quickly turns into a choked off whine as he feels the forest guardian’s hot, broad tongue lap languidly against yakumo’s hole before finding its way inside.

“ah- aahhnn~! m-mr. quin- AH! nnhhhgg~ ♡”

apparently the larger man had grown impatient staring at the tantalizing sight before him and could no longer hold himself back, as yakumo could hear the downright lewd sounds of quincy’s enthusiastic efforts over his own moans and whimpers.

the serpent jerks his hips at the sudden onslaught of pleasure, accidentally grinding his leaking cock against the fine hairs of quincy’s chest. his eyes roll back at the heavenly feeling, and all rational thoughts leave his head like the drool dripping down his chin.

~♡~

the next thing yakumo registers with any sense of coherence is quincy’s thick cock slipping out of his mouth as he throws his head back to wail, the feeling of quincy’s fingers and tongue working together to massage his too much for him to bear. the forest guardian’s boxers have been pushed down haphazardly to his thighs, which are littered in crescent-shaped fingernail marks from where yakumo was gripping onto them for dear life.

quincy pulls his head back reluctantly to question why yakumo had stopped, replacing his tongue with another thick finger to make up for the absence.

“hh.. little serpent.. k-keep going.”

yakumo doesn’t need to be told twice.

he takes quincy’s dick, covered in a mess of precum and drool, back into the inviting warmth of his mouth, moaning at the feeling of something so large pressing against his tongue and the back of his throat. his nose is pressed against the larger man’s groin, and every breath he takes is just filled with the intoxicating scent of the man beneath him. he eagerly massages his tongue against the underside of the forest guardian’s cock, encouraging him to finish. he needs more, he needs to taste quincy’s cum, he needs to swallow him in the only way that will satiate the animalistic desire coursing through his veins, setting him on fire from the inside out-

surprisingly, it’s not the feeling of quincy relentlessly attacking his prostate with quick, ruthless thrusts of his fingers, nor is it his dick sliding against the larger man’s hair-covered chest that pushes yakumo over the edge.

when yakumo comes, he’s drowning in the feeling of all his senses being clouded by quincy. his scent, his taste, his hands gripping the serpent’s slender hips roughly, but never roughly enough to bruise. it’s too much, it’s too good, and the moment quincy shoots his long-awaited release down yakumo’s throat, the serpent can’t help but follow in his footsteps.

the thick smell of essence and sex hanging in the air must be messing with yakumo’s head, still preventing him from forming a coherent thought. he feels weightless, but somehow still tethered to the moment as if he were covered by a warm, thick blanket. when he opens his mouth to speak, the first word he manages to pant out is,

“more ♡”

[everbluekisses]

KICKS YOUR DOOR DOWN

YOU!!! DO YOU HAVE ANY QUINCAMO PROMPT IDEAS!!!! EITHER SFW OR NSFW ARE ACCEPTABLE - pwurrz

*SITS IN MY CHAIR, TAKE MY GLASSES OFF* my dear quincamo fairy, what a surprise to see you here. before tumblr, i've never really thought about quincy with yakumo, in a romantic relationship, but i say that i'm surprised how much i ended up myself in the quincamo hole. it happened right after a certain oomf shared very delicious quincy art. and then, the impact, i had a divine revelation through a dream, basically all the headcanons came to me on a platter. the gates of every quincy shipp opened before my eyes, and those are specially self indulgent. so. SELF INDULGENCE WARNING.

thinking about quincy's usual calm demeanor, when i really think about quincamo, i imagine a really hot scene in a scenario where they would have an already established relationship. i don't know, everything about quincamo to me just screams domestic . i imagine them at quincy's house, in a cozy afternoon. quincy would be shirtless of course, don't blame me. his tits are made to be free. AHEM. in this scenario, quincy, with his bare chest, having just woken up, would come to slowly hug yakumo from behind while yakumo is cooking their dinner. something in quincy's sleepy mind just told him to drag yakumo to bed with him again, but he just stays there instead. smelling yakumo’s hair because yeah i think a lot about the scent of yakumo's hair with a little bit of sweat, it would smell so fucking good,. quincy would snuggle his nose until yakumos neck, murmuring in a deep voice something yakumo doesn't understand very well but oh gosh, it would send shivers down his spine. quincy's big, strong arms wrapping around yakumo's slender body, quincy just genuinely likes to hold him. He would even close his eyes, almost falling asleep again, while wrapping yakumo like this. oh, poor yakumo, he would be flushed of course, but feeling quincys hand massaging his waist and hips is so fucking good he just let it happen, and the little kitchen is silent, the only sound is their breath, and for yakumo, his pounding heart. he is embaarassed to realize that this turned him on in a such way- and quincy is just there, almost comletely in the dream world. what i think its specially hot about this scenario is yakumo’s awaked hunger, i can even imagine his face in the exact moment he thinks about quincy fucking him in the kitchen. 

oho i just thought about this some week ago, and i swear i am not a pervert but when i think about yakumo's dominant side, a confident yakumo thinking about put his hands possessively in quincy's tits while he shallows quincy's cock little by little, already taken by his instinctive desire of shallowing quincy and keeping him inside. but you know what, he just stay in fantasies in this scenario. i enjoy so much yakumo's secret little fantasies, i could eat some popcorn while yakumo touches himself thinking about riding quincy with his thick fingers shoving deep into his throat. i know they could just, i dont know, make lazy kitchen sex but they WOULD NOT. for quincy, it's not practical, and yakumo is just, he waits until quincy takes the initiative, HE LIKES IT :> to me they dont scream desesperate messy sexual interactions like other combinations with yakumo, MOST OF THE TIME. never say never because I ALSO think about those special ocasions- oh wait I AM NOT MAKING THIS A PURE HORNY POST LETS TALK ABOUT PROMPTS

Okay so yakumo rimming quincy **GETS SHOT**

S-SSORRY SSSORRY I LIED EVERY SCENARIO I THINK ABOUT THEM IS A PURE HORNY POST YAKUMO IS MY FAV BOI AND QUINCY IS HOT I WANT THEM TO MAKE OUT AND WHAT IF QUINCY NEVER GOT A HOT TONGUE INSIDE HIS ASSHOLE LIKE NEVER NOT EVEN WITH KUYA  AND HIS FIRST TIME IS WITH YAKUMO I WANT DRAMA HAPPENING oh you better be ready for the things i will send in your ask box

[nucarnivalincorrectquotes]

Quincy, trying to pull Dante up: I can’t hang on, you’re too heavy!

Dante, hanging over a cliff: Pretend I’m one of your husbands!  

[Quincy starts letting go]

Dante: Not Kuya! Not Kuya!