“Bull.” He feels rather than sees one of Dorian’s hands scrambling to move between them, to press against his belly. “That’s it, open for me. Let these hold-gods know your belly is ready for it, that you’re ready to get fat with my eva-imekari. I’m gonna take such good care of you, kadan.”
Amazing piece I commissioned from @redmedic for my fic Sceaming the Name of a Foreigner's God.
You can see the full uncensored art embedded in the fic. If you want gorgeous character art from someone who draws so many lovely kinds of bodies, go check out his work and/or commission him!




















