#t.echno

[zenwinter]

Smutty magma sketch dump 💕

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[oy84]

🌀🌀🌀YOU LOOOOVE TECHSUMA 🌀🌀🌀ITS NOT A RAREPAIR.🌀🌀🌀 🥀🥀

my piece from lovely @cupofmysteriousfluid's magma!

[WARNING: non-human biology, hybrid biology, trans-esque biology]

[:robloxdead:]

[pigbreadbakery]

2am brain worms quick lil first sketch

[four-crows-in-a-trenchcoat]

the taste of defeat

DEAD CROWS CONTENT

c/w for CNC//Piss//Scent Musk

TechSuma for my lovely freakazoid @oy84

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[oy84]

my work from @cupofmysteriousfluid's most recent magma session!!

(WARNING: alien anatomy, hybrid anatomy, trans-esque hybrid anatomy, general nonhuman anatomy)

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Techsuma Snippet

Wrote this for the lovely @oy84 because void is helping me terraform a rock in minecraft < 3

A slow day. A lazy day. Too hot to do anything. 

Well, not everything.

Pleasure swirls in long meandering strokes across his chest. Xisuma’s tongue lapping at his nipple, flicking the tender nub with a relaxed smile, effortlessly flowing with the rise and fall of Techno's chest. 

Humming with satisfaction, deep monotone sound of pleasure reverberating in his throat, Techno’s worn hands knead down Xisuma’s back, unravels the knots and tense agonies from work - pushes his body down against him, gets their cocks rutting against one another. A choir of pleasure passes between them, breathy deep sounds of pleasure strung within the sloppy sound of flesh against flesh.  

His hole clenches around the dildo, greedily sucks on it and pulls it into himself. But he never steals it from Xisuma, not fully, that would be barbaric. He squeezes the silicone hungrily, milking it nice and deep - each defined vein and ridge rippling echoing pleasant sensations up his spine. 

Breath flutters out of his throat as Xisuma’s lips leave his nipple with a wet, satisfied plop. Techno’s hole relaxes, grinding upwards: Xisuma wet against him, feeling his cock twitch and flutter as he slurps up the dildo. The length sliding between them, in and out, rutting against one another with a relaxed ease. 

Before Xisuma turns to slobber over Techno’s other nipple, his thumbs run along the ragged scars running under his pectorals, glistening with the sweat of a summer. Quiet reverence for each bump, each harsh expanse struck across his skin like a ravine. Burying his face in the tuft of hair in Techno’s cleavage, Xisuma can feel each breath, each rhythmic thump of his heart; breathing in his musk, woodsy and earthy notes with something rich buried beneath - like a truffle hiding in the mud. 

Techno is happy to let him, hands exploring down to the small of Xisuma’s back, settling into the divet of his hips. It’s easy enough to squeeze him, to listen to the little shiver of pleasure catching against his lips as Techno gently rocks him on the dildo while rubbing out the little knots of tension. 

It’s a slow day. A lazy day. 

They could keep this going for a while. 

[four-crows-in-a-trenchcoat]

if you wait by the river long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float by - a TechSuma Dead Dove Fic

WARNING: This is a DEAD DOVE FIC. C/W and Link below the bar

Xisuma isn’t great about applying himself in History class. Not for lack of passion - he loves the subject. You don’t cram a subject into a packed major of a prestigious uni like Comp-Sci if you don’t like the subject. But while his grades for most of his computer classes have been exemplary - his history grades are abysmal. He is trying. Really. But… But with this absolute beefcake of a teacher, can you really blame him for slipping grades?

c/w: agegap, teacher student, watersports, intox, dubcon, hung t-dick/hyper kinda ig idk?

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