tannertan36
KIROKAZE
PR's Tumblrdome
wallacepolsom
h
Cosmic Funnies
No title available
Three Goblin Art
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
izzy's playlists!
YOU ARE THE REASON
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Show & Tell
No title available
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Origami Around
No title available
No title available
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Thailand
seen from Mexico
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Australia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
@tboyknight
intro
hiiiiiiiii im sol/solus ⌗ he/him (but idm they), 21 yr old transguy, bisexual (no lean) & a very, very needy wolf knight vers & switch
im completely new to nsft & this blog is for me to dump all my freak thoughts. i want 2 know every pervert out there: send me asks <3 minors / ageless blogs will be blocked on sight ! :] more below the cut
normalize having favorites. in fact, normalize me being your favorite. normalize loving me more than you’ve ever loved anyone else. please please please please please please
The kind of boy that digs his toes into the mattress trying to get deeper… I want to be in you, have you in my mouth and hands and in ur pretty boy cunt but I want to be so deep neither of us can tell where we start and end u know? I wanna whine and rut into your hips again and again. Please let me in, please, please please please please
Going out to a party with my friends just for them to drug me and tie me up into the corner of the room while I’m forced to watch them fuck. Unable to touch my throbbing tdick, whining into my wet panties that they put over my head to make me shut up. Mmmnnff wishing it was me being pounded into the bed instead of my friend, being greedy and trying to desperately beg for them to let me join, to r@p3 me. Humping the air to get any sort of friction while my friend just moans loudly and looks down at me and laughs between moans. Seeing how desperate I am and how much I need to be in his spot. Watching as cums over and over again while I’m stuck with the overwhelming ache in between my legs, unable to do anything about it. And my friends love it, love watching me get needy and desperate. Watching me suffer so beautifully ❤︎
uuuawwggghg . I want to make cool nsft mutuals / friends but I rlly suck at posting even tho I have thoughts. Hmmm.
Ok I’ll be more active here. Self isolating & miserable irl, freaked up on tumblr whaaat
Need to hold a little grumpy boy down and vibe his clit until he’s a babbling mess that can’t remember why he was upset.
monthly feeling horny. time to log into the sex pervert website. by the time im logged in, its gone :c sad
sometimes i miss when i first started T beeecause i would literally be so ready to fuck NONE stop. sex machine. now im like a sexless being unless the moon overlaps with the stars & i recieve an omen from the witch 2 doors diwn
monthly feeling horny. time to log into the sex pervert website. by the time im logged in, its gone :c sad
all alone
berating him for throwing a tantrum when he’s sobbing and trying to fight me off ☺️
Oh you wanna playfight, do you? Think you're strong enough to take me, big boy? I see how you look at my hands, silently begging for the sting of getting slapped hard across your pretty face. You really think I can't feel how your desperate little cunt is pulsing against my leg when I'm pinning you down? You think I don't hear the way you whimper underneath me when I put my weight on you? Next time, I'm pulling your jeans and boxers down and fucking your wet pussy, right then and there, all while you're pinned to the ground like a needy little bitch in heat.
Mmmmm I want to hold someone’s face into the pillow whilst I fuck them. I promise I’ll let you breathe after I cum, okay? Just a bit longer
Pathetic dads who get drunk and hump their sons full clothed. There’s no penetration, just dad rutting against his son’s ass and grunting and groaning like a dog in actual rut while his poor baby whimpers beneath him, scared and confused about what he’s doing.
“I’m sorry baby daddy’s sorry…it’s better this way I’m fuck ahh not hurting you this way. It’s okay for daddy to do it this way, it’s okay baby. Dont cry, I know daddy’s mean I’m sorry I’m sorry just let me do this.”
“O…okay dad…is…is it gonna take long?” Sniffling and shaking and so sad bc dad is making him feel icky :((
I can't stop thinking about knotting a scared, confused and helpless pretty boy. Watching him stumble through the forest, bare feet bleeding as he trips over rocks and brambles, the scent of him almost thick with terror. Fat tears running over his cheeks and dripping onto his shirt, clinging to his skin as he shivers against the cold. He doesn't know here he is, where to go, only that he has to keep going. I want to spend hours watching him slowly break down, listening to each muffled sob and hiccup, his hyperventilating, those pants dissipating into the air. His fingernails are caked with dirt as he forces himself up and up again, time after time.
And when the sun goes down, when he can't see two feet ahead of him, I want to be the one that hunts him down. I want him to see me there, watching him, my jaw open and slick with saliva. I want him to cry; to start running with whatever energy he has left and fear to bite his ankles. I'd chase him, leisurely, sweetly, for the memory of his briefest hope, only to push him from the cliff side. Forcing him into the ground, claws hooked into his shoulders, our meeting accompanied by his wailing. "Please, anyone, help me-" he'd manage, before my jaw closes around the back of his neck. Tight enough to keep him quiet, loose enough to let my breath surround him. His limbs would twitch, fingers shaking and his pretty mouth struggling to stay quiet.
I want to lick his neck, taste his sweat and clean the grime from my prey. So good, my prey, so quiet and desperate, so much that he can't help from leaning into my warmth: the night is so, so cold and I'm the warmest thing he's ever touched. There, on the forest floor, despite every instinct he's ever had, he'd slowly give in, trying to hide his squeamish cries as I begin to rut against his clothes. Unsheathed and heavy, I want my cock to drip pre all over his back, as I murmur how good he is. It's not his fault he was made to be taken, to be had.
When I rip his clothes, he shakes his head feebly, those soft tears still endlessly falling, his hands trying to pull him away from me. But I've won the hunt, and as I gently grind into his weeping cunt, I slip in without even meaning to. So wet, so needy. All protests die in his mouth, and although he tries to cover his moans, I can feel them in his throat. I want to fuck him till he can't see anymore, till his ears ring and his tongue can't taste at all. I want to push him into the ground until he can't feel his own body, my teeth the only reminder of the danger. And, like a lover, I want to tie us together with my muzzle and knot. He can't crawl away, not with my knot kissing every crevice inside him, and I don't think he wants to. Mine, I murmur, as I continue to lick him clean, kissing his tears away. Yours, he agrees, weak and shaking.
He's too far gone by the time I've started moving again to remember why he was running in the first place.
