This time his moan is barely muffled as David takes him for everything he is. His tongue is other-worldly, and Nicky knows he'd think the same thing sober.
When they finally break, he's gasping for air. David is watching him with thinly veiled amusement; he seems barely bothered.
Nicky grabs his jaw with a frustrated sound and pulls him in so he can nip at his lower lip. "You just wanted a makeout and some heavy petting?"
David's eyes are hungry at that question. "Why don't we put that mouth to good use?" Nicky arches up into his space, panting. He's willing to give this man anything he wants.
🖇 renandrew FWB [handjob/fingering, Andrew pent up about neil]
"Maybe I think it's hot when guys find each other hot. Maybe I want a little something out of this, too."
Andrew runs his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, the muscle curled just enough to show off his tongue piercing. Renee can't take her eyes off of it, fighting for a peek again as Andrew says, "You get my mouth later, Renee. You get more out of this than I do."
"I told you I'd be find with just your hand—"
"You deserve more than my hand," Andrew interrupts her, his lip curled in disgust at the vulnerable, affectionate statement. "Don't kill my mood."
💦 jerejean squirting [T4T trans man jeremy, trans masc jean]
[full now post here]
Jeremy cuts his eyes up at them through his lashes. "I'd eat you out for every meal if I could live off of it."
Jean's face burns bright red and they grab a pillow to hide behind. "No, Jeremy. Stop that."
He leans down and kisses over their heart. "Why? You look so beautiful like this for me…"
"I will have a heart attack."
"Ooh, then I could dress like a doctor and give you the care you need," Jeremy says with a wiggle of his brow. Somehow, Jean's face turns a darker red. Jeremy's grin is ravenous. "Does that sound good for you, Jean?"
i hope i'm not too late for wipw! 🎙🏆 are interesting <33
hi hi hello viv 💘💘
hope you enjoy these !!
nsfw so under cut 😎
🎙 age gap wymack/nicky [pre-PSU]
They pause, only for a second, before he presses Nicky to a wall. He takes his face in both hands, Nicky whining low as he fists the front of his shirt, and they crash into each other. He shakes Nicky with his quiet moan, pressing into his space, trapping him against the hard stone digging in against his shoulder blades. His mesh top is doing nothing to protect him, and he's about to pull away and try to move their positions, when the man— David, Nicky reminds himself, his muddled brain finally recalling the new information — slides his hands around. One settles against the back of his head and the other splays across his shoulder blades. He lets his hands take the brunt of the discomfort and Nicky can't help the pitiful noise that realization wrenches from him.
“You are going to blow me, and Jeremy is going to fuck you.” Kevin shivers, his eyes flying open as he stares at Jean, who does not slow in his delivery, “You've always wanted him to top you, haven't you?”
Jeremy stands next to Jean, the two of them staring down at Kevin. He swallows thickly as he looks between the two of them, before nodding once. Jeremy's grin is blinding. “I love a tall bottom.”
Jean scowls at him affectionately and they pause for a brief kiss, a stark reminder to Kevin that this is something he will get to witness once before the two of them are done with him. They all need this.
☀️ trojan!andrew, neil stay in cali after meet andrew, neil kills drake for andrew
"Don't take any more food or drinks from him," Abram mutters, his suspicions confirmed. He was reminded of the people his father employed to get what he needed. Andrew was drugged. "Let's go to bed. I have some water. Can I get you to throw up for me?"
"Why?" Andrew frowns. He squeezes Abram's waist.
"I think the lunchables were bad. I don't want us to get food poisoning."
"Fine," Andrew grumbles, letting Abram pull him to shaky feet. He sways before latching onto him, following him inside the main house to the full guest bath. Abram stands at the door, leaning against it with his arms crossed over his chest. He offers Cass a polite smile and another fist bump as she passes by. When he sees Drake, the expression shifts and he offers the man one of his father's smiles. It's worth it to see his gait falter.
"I didn't get your name."
Abram nods. "Good."
"Hey Cass?" Drake calls out.
"Yeah honey?"
"What's Andrew's friend's name?"
"Abram. He's a little wary of new people."
Drake's smile is wicked as he calls back, "You sure know how to find 'em, ma."
"Andrew found me," Abram mutters.
⛓️ kevin goes back to nest, force to kill neil
"Riko," Kevin asks him a couple of nights later. "Can we not let Jean keep Nathaniel?"
Riko turns to him and folds his hands over a knee crossed over the other. "Kevin," he says in a warning tone.
"Is it not more of a message for us to take him and make him what he should have been? The way he plays with Jean… Our court…"
"My court," Riko quips, narrowing his eyes at Kevin. "My decision."
"Please," Kevin says quietly. "He is an asset."
Riko narrows his eyes. "This is how you think you have to earn Jean's acceptance."
Kevin nods once. "He is talented. I taught him our drills in a month. He stayed up for night runs. He is dedicated."
"If you can get him to swear his loyalty to me and take a mark, I will let him take a trial run."
Kevin falls to his knees and rests his forehead against Riko's thigh. "Thank you, my king," he whispers, shaking fingers squeezing his calves. "Thank you."
"Break it to him. If he says yes, you may have your bed back tonight."
Kevin doesn't move immediately, taking a few breaths to try and steady his heart. He looks up as Riko cups under his chin to tilt his head to make eye contact. "You want to rejoin me, don't you?"
"More than anything," he breathes out, reaching to hold Riko's wrist with both hands. "I am yours. My place is at your side. I'm lost anywhere else."
Riko strokes his thumb across Kevin's cheek tenderly. "You've always been so good at saying what you are supposed to. Tell me the truth, Kevin."
"I'm terrified," he rushes out, scooting in closer between Riko's legs. "I'm terrified of failing and never having you or exy in my life again. I need this. If I can't prove myself to Jean…" He squeezes his eyes shut and presses his face into Riko's palm. "Please keep me around, let me watch. Let me hear you talk about the game if I'm never allowed on the court again. Please, my king."
[nsfw]
🏔 catlaila guided masturbation [stone top cat guided by laila]
"So you're a brat," Laila says with a grin. "Even like this."
"Always. I love a mean woman."
"Well, I don't know if I can manage that right now, but I'll remember the next time you've got me on my back."
"Oh?" Cat says. Her breathing is a little heavier. She must like talking, maybe she's feeling awkward, too, and this is helping distract her. That's easy, Laila can talk. The issue is getting her to shut up. "My pillow princess will finally give me some instruction?"
"Do you want it?" Laila asks, leaning in. She grabs Cat's free hand and flattens her palm before guiding it to trail down her tummy and between her legs. She's wet, thankfully, and Laila knows it means she's doing something right.
"I love anything you have for me," Catalina says. Her voice is trembling. Laila looks up at her face and smiles at the almost desperate way Cat is watching her and the way she blushes at the eye contact.
"Yeah? You're fucking whipped, aren't you?" Laila teases as she cups the back of Cat's hand and guides two of her fingers to rub between her folds. Her bush is brushing against Laila's fingers and she makes sure to pull back so when Cat fucks inside herself Laila isn't touching her. "You're so good for me, too. I didn't even have to tell you that's what I wanted."
Cat shudders at the words, wide eyes trained on Laila. She's abandoned the idea of them masturbating together and is kneeling between Cat's spread legs. "Y-Yeah? I'm good?"
"The best," Laila murmurs. "Can I kiss you again?"
"You don't have to ask to kiss me," she rushes out, trying to sit up from the pillows. Laila shakes her head and leans forward, propping herself with a hold of the headboard before connecting their lips.
🎙 age gap wymack/nicky [pre-PSU]
"You can use me, if you want," he offers, running his tongue over the head of David's dick. "I meant what I said about choking on it."
"You're not just all talk?" David goads.
Nicky glares up at him as he spits in his hand and slicks up his still only mostly hard dick. He doesn't break eye contact as he feeds his cock between his lips, hollowing out his cheeks as he bobs his head forward. Once, twice, three times, and on the fourth he pushes forward until his nose is nestled in relatively groomed pubes. He only loses eye contact briefly with a small gag, but once he's settled, Nicky sets his hands on David's thighs and watches him expectantly. He stays there even as his body begs him to take a breath, but he won't back down. This is decent enough dick to pass out on, he supposes.
Once his eyelids flutter and he's swallowing around his cock wishing it was air, David bites out a quiet curse and threads his fingers through Nicky's hair before pulling him off. "Where the fuck have they been keeping you?" he growls out. Nicky whines high in the back of his throat, hand flying between his own legs to palm at his aching cock as David guides his length between his lips and shallowly fucks his mouth. "Hands off," he says gruffly. "I'm giving you my hand, at least. Fuck, your mouth is fucking ridiculous," he groans, hips rolling in a slow thrust as he buries his cock down Nicky's throat again.
"Your mouth is so fucking good."
Nicky whines low before choking on a gag, pressing up to meet David grinding down his throat. He feels his balls draw up against his chin and makes a desperate sound as he wraps his arms around his thighs — and holy fucking shit they're thick. Muscular enough he wants them wrapped around his head choking him out on his cock — he forces the thoughts away and fights back against David trying to pull his cock from his throat.
"I'm about to—!" he starts, slightly panicked, but Nicky peeks an eye open to look up at him as he reaches for his wrist and gives it a squeeze. He knows. He wants this.
He wants to choke on his cum and cock at the same time.
said for other mutual but last chance for 🥀 because piece finish + dont want post entire for wipw haha
[i fire up grinder and start weigh espresso shots]
⛓️ kevin goes back to nest, force to kill neil
Kevin shudders, pressing himself closer. It feels wrong but right, everything exactly as it should be. He was too weak to leave and play on his own and imagine he could take Riko's place. "I would do anything for My King," Kevin whispers, pressing against the hand at his neck. The weight there is a comfort now more than it ever was before. He shudders, hands dropping from Riko's shoulders to wrap around his waist. "Let me prove myself. I promise—"
"No more words. Your actions will be your savior." Riko sinks his teeth into Kevin's lower lip, enough to draw blood. He licks at the metallic lquid hungrily, his hand shifting from Kevin's neck to hold his jaw as he laps it up. "You are mine. Never test me like this again."
"I will think more clearly in the future. And I will make sure you know everything that is happening. I promise." Kevin leans into the thumb Riko brushes over his 2 on his cheekbone. He's smacked once his eyes fall shut, and makes sure to open them despite the tears budding from the sharp pain. "I'm sorry, My King."
"Good boy," Riko coos condescendingly. "Now we must practice. You have to prove yourself not only to me, but the rest of the team. Show us you have not lost your touch. You can bounce back from anything, I know. Our disciples aren't as lost in their belief of you and everything you are as I am."
[i attach port filter and pull shot as i steam milk]
🥀 young andreil, andrew catch neil watching car burn on beach
Andrew nods, pulling out his brand new phone and flipping it open. Cass answers on the second ring. Andrew explains the situation, conveniently leaving out that they were currently burning a car at the moment. He gets permission for pretty boy to stay with him in the guest house in the back yard. He seems to be crashing, his eyes tired beyond his years, but he looks somewhat relieved when Andrew tells him he has somewhere to stay.
"Can I have the address to join you later? I have things to gather."
"I can tag along with you."
Pretty boy grimaces.
"I can keep secrets. More than you could ever think."
Something unreadable crosses pretty boy's face, but it's gone in a flash.
[loud banging as i drop port filter after pulling perfect shot. bang as i knock bubbles from milk.]
🎙 age gap wymack/nicky [pre-PSU]
"I need to know yours."
"David," the man says as he sets his hand on Nicky's waist before sliding it around to hold the small of his back.
Nicky presses his chest to David's, drinking in the scent of his cologne. "I needed to know whose name I'd be moaning in a few minutes," Nicky says, eyes still trained on David's lips shiny with spit. "That sound like something you can make happen?"
"Seeing as you bought me a drink," he says, leaning in, goading Nicky with their closeness. They're both nearly there, lips parted as they breathe the same air. Nicky's eyes are shut, breathing in his air like manna from above, and David has to swallow back a sound at the sight. "Stalls or alley, Nicky?"
"Fuck," he rushes out, panting as he sets his hands against David's chest. He's soft, but there's toned muscle hiding below. Nicky's type for men that have to be about twice his age.
