#twst swing

[neoshelldorm]

[sweetbunpura]

I think Swing, Fellow, and Gidel would be so happy to go to the resort, not only because they will enjoy the freedom and luxuries, but because they will spend whatever they want as a giant "screw you Crowley" lol

Yuu, releases them into the resort for the enrichment:

Fellow, Swing, and Gidel, proceed to jack up the bill:

Fellow would get the most expensive spa treatment available, Swing got the most expensive meal, and Gidel is ordering so much room service.

[trash-opposum]

Hm….. old man yaoi

[sweetbunpura]

I know I said Swing was stronger than Fellow, but if Fellow is trying to get out of anything (Normally Doctor's office or any checkups) or he's being desperate enough, he actually can managed to wiggle out of Swing's hold on him due to his ability to twist his body around.

[sweetbunpura]

I feel like Swing would love to go Bug-Catching in Japan during the summer.

[masquerade-of-misery]

Look at him!! Look at this precious little sweetheart!!😭😭💖💖💚💚

Those cute little paw prints on his feet🥹💞💞💞

For whatever reason, Plush Wonderland hasn't posted about his sample being ready yet, so I'm doing the job of advertising my man instead!

Get him here!

[sweetbunpura]

Bet

HEY THIS IS REALLY SELF INDULGENT AND IT WAS A 2 AM IDEA THAT WOULD'VE LEAVE MY HEAD.

Also imagine that Chestnut doesn't exist for a bit

TW: Sex ahead

"Damn, you're a good player, Foxy."

Fellow snickered, cigarette dangling from his teeth, as he scooped the poker chips over to his side of the table. "I have to be. How do you think I paid for anything back then?"

Swing hummed, watching as the Beastman's hands sorted the colored chips into piles, before his eyes drifted upwards. He gave Fellow the once over look while a smirk begun to etch its way onto his face.

"Say… how about one more game?"

"After you just lost the last one?"

"I'll make a deal with ya."

Orange ears raise as equally colored eyes snap to him. "…What kinda deal?"

"You got any one in your life? Romantically?"

"…No?" Fellow's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why-"

"Because if you win, you can fuck Mr. Swing." The fae smirked as the fox choked of his cigarette. "But if I win, I get to fuck you. Deal?"

"I-What-"

"Ya ain't scared, are ya?"

Fellow's eye twitches as he glared at the shit eating grin that had replaced the smirk. "Deal. I beat you once, I can do it again."

The table rattled, coins clinked together and empty liquor glasses fell and rolled against the green felt, as Swing thrust into a pinned down Fellow.

"You- ah, fuck!- cheated!" The beastman groaned and panted at a particularly hard thrust. "Mmph! Why are you so big?!"

Swing laughed breathlessly above him. "I'm taking that as a compliment." He groaned and slammed his hands on the table, using it to support him as he pressed hard into Fellow. "Shit, you're tight. Even after all the stretching Mr. Swing gave ya. You're squeezing me just right."

"D-Don't -Ah! C-Call yourself that!" Fellow pressed his forehead into the table.

"As for the cheatin' allegations." Swing bet over him and lifted up his leg to readjust his thrusts. "I take offense to that." His thrusts ramped up in power.

Fellow keened, tail shooting up and nails morphing into claws to dig into the table, as Swing slammed mercilessly into his prostate. "S-Slow down!"

"No…no can do, Foxy." Swing panted in his ear. "You feel too good to slow down to savor." His arms wrapped around the fox while he set his entire weight onto of him. "King of Desire, remember?"

"Fuck, fuck!"

"Say my name." Swing bit Fellow's ear as he started to feel heat start to pool in his stomach. "Say it, Fellow."

"Swing! Swing!" The conman stiffened under him, shivering as he came on the table with a loud moan.

The ancient fae growled lowly, hips thrusting at an uneven pace, before stilling and filling Fellow with a deep groan.

"Ah…."

"Shit." Swing pushed the wet strand of his hair out of his face. "That was good." He looked down at Fellow. "Sounds like it was good for you too."

Fellow's ears were flat against his head as he panting into the table, body twitching every so often in the afterglow. He grunted as Swing moves his hair away from the base of his neck to lick and nibble at it. Fellow huffed as the fae's hands moved up under his shirt to cup his chest.

"Ready for Round 2?"

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[neoshelldorm]

Things that happened (according to my memory)