I&#x27;ve Been Waiting

“Of course.” He says as he snaps his fingers and a cup appears on the table near them within Sav’s reach.

“Finish your tea before I call Chica in, she can be too excited and I don’t want you to burn yourself.” Dark advises, his hands still stroking her hair.

Sav looked down at the tea, noddong her understanding and reaching for the cup. She then held it against her, letting the warmth crawl up her skin before sipping at it.

“You’re gonna end up with me asleep in your lap if you keep playing in my hair lile that,” she joked.

“I don’t mind that. I can lay here for hours. I don’t ache.” Dark says simply with a shrug, adjusting so Sav wouldn’t spill her tea on herself.

A small snort left her as she lifted the cup to her lips again.

“Of course you don’t… Show off,” she muttered teasingly into her cup before innocently taking a sip again, eyes flickering over to the demon.

Dark winks and smirks a bit, “Of course. That’s what you love about me, is it not?” He questions as he meets her gaze.

#youre persuASIVE OKAY

-thedarkdemonhimself (i have arisen simply to attempt to make u smile, ily Sav <3)

3/3

Sav let it all happen, not having it in her to refuse even if she wanted to. Having Dark there was nice though and she was grateful for his consideration and kindkess. It had been a rough week and it was just the icing on the cake, so to have the demon there was a pleasant surprise.

“Tea and Chica sounds nice…” she murmured, leaning back against him. “Thank you, Dark…”

[ @thedarkdemonhimself ]

“Of course.” He says as he snaps his fingers and a cup appears on the table near them within Sav’s reach.

“Finish your tea before I call Chica in, she can be too excited and I don’t want you to burn yourself.” Dark advises, his hands still stroking her hair.

Sav looked down at the tea, noddong her understanding and reaching for the cup. She then held it against her, letting the warmth crawl up her skin before sipping at it.

“You’re gonna end up with me asleep in your lap if you keep playing in my hair lile that,” she joked.

#ur still a little shit #but i love u dearly

“I don’t mind that. I can lay here for hours. I don’t ache.” Dark says simply with a shrug, adjusting so Sav wouldn’t spill her tea on herself.

-thedarkdemonhimself (i have arisen simply to attempt to make u smile, ily Sav <3)

3/3

Sav let it all happen, not having it in her to refuse even if she wanted to. Having Dark there was nice though and she was grateful for his consideration and kindkess. It had been a rough week and it was just the icing on the cake, so to have the demon there was a pleasant surprise.

“Tea and Chica sounds nice…” she murmured, leaning back against him. “Thank you, Dark…”

[ @thedarkdemonhimself ]

#love you too <3 <3 #i try to have a good muse for you #i havent had good muse for him for a long time lmao

“Of course.” He says as he snaps his fingers and a cup appears on the table near them within Sav’s reach.

“Finish your tea before I call Chica in, she can be too excited and I don’t want you to burn yourself.” Dark advises, his hands still stroking her hair.

"Hey Darkipoo~ whatcha reading?" Wilford asks with a hum as he rests his arm on the other man's shoulder. He peeks over at the book. And then looks back at him and grins widely. He decided it was about time for him to come play with the other man. (@mistakes-from-the-manor psst it me hi)

“Something way beyond your comprehension levels Wilford.” Dark responds as he flips a page, barely paying any mind to the man who was now in his space.

( @mistakes-from-the-manor)

“Is it really taking advantage if they want it but are too shy to ask? I say no.” Dark replies with a bit of a smug look on his face. He knew he was very well endowed and good with his tongue and hands. He had his fair share of practice.

“I bet there’s some egos who want to put their hands on you as well. Or want you to put your hands on them.” Dark says thoughtfully. He could think of a few, himself included.

@mistakes-from-the-manor

“I was kidding Dark.” Wilford says with a laugh. “I’m sure there’s some egos very into you. If those lingering stares are anything to go by.” He says and winks at him. “I doubt very seriously there’s any egos interested in little ol’ me.” He says and fans himself with a pink fold out fan he pulled out of no where.

“Oh Wilford, I have ears everywhere.” Dark says sort of cryptically. He picks up another slice and starts eatin it.

“I know a lot of things.”

He just smirks. “Oh I’m sure you do. You’re sneaky like that.” He winks and pokes Dark’s side. Sometimes he found Dark’s avoidance of answering questions a bit stubborn. Today he was in too good of a mood to mind much.

“You want to know who I’m hinting at, don’t you?” Dark asks with a smirk, his arm is loosely resting around Wilford.

“I do but you’re a man of secrets. Expecting information out of you is like asking Google to be nice to a human.” He muses as he takes a sip of his drink. “It could happen. But it probably won’t.” He clicks his tongue. He looks over at his arm for a moment. He almost tells Dark he can touch him if he likes. But he thinks better of it.

“Hm, well if I do tell you. What do I get?” Dark asks as he cleans his hand with a napkin. His tone was not suggestive, just curious.

Wilford laughs. “I have to give you something to get information? You are a sly little demon.” He says and pokes him lightly. “Name your price Darkipoo.” His tone is suggestive however.

Dark laughs lightly. “I don’t do favors. At least, not with someone like you.”

Dark flips his hair a bit with a small smirk. “If I didn’t know any better I would think you were flirting with me.” Dark says, amusement in his eyes.

Wilford was not in the right mindset. He had stumbled across his uniform, that he swore he had burnt, and everything had gone south from there. The badges were dusty and he found himself polishing them like he used to. Of course this was the time Dark had decided to call one of his important meetings but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his room. This caused Bim to physically drag him to the meeting room and both of them to be late. When his eyes landed on Dark one word left him. “Damien...?”

Dark tensed up and a chill went through the room. One that made everyone shudder. It was an instant reaction to that name. It left a sour taste in his mouth, but this was Wilford.

This was William. His friend for as long as he could remember.

He was one of the few people who he felt deeply for.

“Everyone out. We will meet tomorrow at the same time.” Dark commands in a tone that leaves no room for arguments,

“Except you, Wilford. Stay.” Dark says as his eyes stay on Wilford. This was a delicate topic and the last thing he needed was the egos witnessing whatever was about to happen.

“Close.” was the only warning Wilford got from Dark before he was cumming down the others throat with what could be classified as a small roar. Dark was panting, trying to catch his breath as he lets go of Wilford’s hair and allows his hand to fall limp to the bed.

@bow-ties-and-gunshots

Wilford nodded, swallowing everything given to him with very little struggle. He kept sucking for a little while, focusing on the tip, as he tried to either milk Darks orgasm or help him. It was hard to tell. When he deemed him self as done, he pulled off, licking thick strips along his cock to clean up any extra cum.

“Good boy.” Dark praises as he lightly pushes back Wilford’s hair. Once he was clean he tucked himself away and took a deep breath. He hadn’t expected that turn but it was one he welcomed definitely.

“Thank you, Wilford.” Dark says though it feels foreign to him. He never thanked others for a fun time, they thanked him. But this was different.

Wilford hummed trying to hide his hard on as he leaned up to kiss Dark. His cheeks were pink from the praise. He grinned bashfully at the other before moving to lie back down.

Dark makes a small sound of surprise at the kiss but quickly returns it.

“Not long enough.” Dark says simply before he pulls Wilford into another deeper kiss.

Wilford kissed back, resting a hand on his chest. He whined softly shifting into Darks lap and rocking his hips forward ever so slightly causing him to moan.

Dark smirks into the kiss. He pulls back to kiss down Wilford’s jaw.

“Seems like I got you riled up, didn’t I?” Dark murmurs against the other’s skins as I starts to palm Wilford through his pants.

Wilford tilted his head back at the kisses, his eyes slipping closed. He let out a shaky breath as Dark palmed him, his already hard dick twitching. He moaned softly then whined, rubbing against his hand.

“Needy little Wilfy, aren’t you? Well I can’t have that.” Dark hums as he begins to undo Wilford’s belt and pants. He reaches into his boxers and pulls out Wilford’s cock, pleasantly surprised by the size of him. It was a well known fact Wilford was ‘hung like a horse’ like some would say.

insanity-is-spreading

Wilford leaned into his touch desperately, hips rocking up against his hands. His face flushed a deep red, a broken moan leaving his lips as he tried to hump Dark. His cock was painfully hard.

#nsfw #im soooo sorry i just lost muse real bad and didnt wanna give you a shit response bc you deserve n #because you deserve better than that

“Tell me what you want.” Dark husks into Wilford’s ear before lightly pulling on it.

“And I’ll provide, if I’m feeling nice.” Dark teases lightly. Most likely he would give Wilford what he wanted. His hand keeps pumping Wilford at a steady pace.

"Hey Darkipoo~ whatcha reading?" Wilford asks with a hum as he rests his arm on the other man's shoulder. He peeks over at the book. And then looks back at him and grins widely. He decided it was about time for him to come play with the other man. (@mistakes-from-the-manor psst it me hi)

“Something way beyond your comprehension levels Wilford.” Dark responds as he flips a page, barely paying any mind to the man who was now in his space.

( @mistakes-from-the-manor)

“Is it really taking advantage if they want it but are too shy to ask? I say no.” Dark replies with a bit of a smug look on his face. He knew he was very well endowed and good with his tongue and hands. He had his fair share of practice.

“I bet there’s some egos who want to put their hands on you as well. Or want you to put your hands on them.” Dark says thoughtfully. He could think of a few, himself included.

@mistakes-from-the-manor

“I was kidding Dark.” Wilford says with a laugh. “I’m sure there’s some egos very into you. If those lingering stares are anything to go by.” He says and winks at him. “I doubt very seriously there’s any egos interested in little ol’ me.” He says and fans himself with a pink fold out fan he pulled out of no where.

“Oh Wilford, I have ears everywhere.” Dark says sort of cryptically. He picks up another slice and starts eatin it.

“I know a lot of things.”

He just smirks. “Oh I’m sure you do. You’re sneaky like that.” He winks and pokes Dark’s side. Sometimes he found Dark’s avoidance of answering questions a bit stubborn. Today he was in too good of a mood to mind much.

“You want to know who I’m hinting at, don’t you?” Dark asks with a smirk, his arm is loosely resting around Wilford.

“I do but you’re a man of secrets. Expecting information out of you is like asking Google to be nice to a human.” He muses as he takes a sip of his drink. “It could happen. But it probably won’t.” He clicks his tongue. He looks over at his arm for a moment. He almost tells Dark he can touch him if he likes. But he thinks better of it.

#this reply probably sucks and im sorr #sorry*#give me a bit heh

“Hm, well if I do tell you. What do I get?” Dark asks as he cleans his hand with a napkin. His tone was not suggestive, just curious.

I’m so sorry I’m MIA!

//My muse has been off and just not feeling right. I also have been busy with a bunch of school things (even in summer, yes) and trying to stay on top of that has taken all my time along with other personal things. I will make a comeback! Just need some time!

#Mun speaks

pixiedurango

sexy prompts

Since I love the six sexy words I thought it would be a nice idea to make a prompt collection. I tried to make a good variety from sweet and fluffy to filthy and hot.

Good sex deserves to be loud.

You know I dream of you.

Watching us fuck in the mirror.

I thought of you all day.

Moan my name as you come.

Do not be gentle with me.

Look deep into my eyes, princess.

I dare you to try me.

Kiss me up against the wall.

Tease me. Touch me. Taste me.

It’s okay to leave a bruise.

Eyes up now. Look at me.

Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow.

Morning wood sliding against your ass.

Make sure you leave a mark.

Take me now. Take me rough.

Fuck me like you mean it.

Only when I give you permission.

Each of my fantasies involves you.

I want to watch you come.

Fucking with the window wide open.

Holding your hands above your head.

Straddling his hips and grinding down.

Please let me watch you masturbate.

His fingers sliding between your own.

When his writing makes you wet.

I will kiss all of you.

His weight presses down into you.

Holding her roughly while kissing softly.

He knows words are my weakness.

Spooning naked as you fall asleep.

The daydream of him inside you.

He undresses her with his eyes.

Face down. Ass up. Cock inside.

Scream louder and I’ll fuck harder.

When his voice says your name.

Sometimes you need a good fuck.

His fingers running through her hair.

Licking your fingers clean of her.

A night of slow, soft kisses.

His rough beard on shaved skin.

Squeezing her hand under the table.

The scent of his presence lingers.

Do you want it harder, sweetheart?

Neck kisses will drive me crazy.

Hands slowly explore all her curves.

My thoughts about you are inappropriate.

Wondering what your kiss feels like.

I always want more of you.

Feeling his body in the dark

#rp meme

Wilford was not in the right mindset. He had stumbled across his uniform, that he swore he had burnt, and everything had gone south from there. The badges were dusty and he found himself polishing them like he used to. Of course this was the time Dark had decided to call one of his important meetings but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his room. This caused Bim to physically drag him to the meeting room and both of them to be late. When his eyes landed on Dark one word left him. “Damien...?”

Dark tensed up and a chill went through the room. One that made everyone shudder. It was an instant reaction to that name. It left a sour taste in his mouth, but this was Wilford.

This was William. His friend for as long as he could remember.

He was one of the few people who he felt deeply for.

“Everyone out. We will meet tomorrow at the same time.” Dark commands in a tone that leaves no room for arguments,

“Except you, Wilford. Stay.” Dark says as his eyes stay on Wilford. This was a delicate topic and the last thing he needed was the egos witnessing whatever was about to happen.

“Close.” was the only warning Wilford got from Dark before he was cumming down the others throat with what could be classified as a small roar. Dark was panting, trying to catch his breath as he lets go of Wilford’s hair and allows his hand to fall limp to the bed.

@bow-ties-and-gunshots

Wilford nodded, swallowing everything given to him with very little struggle. He kept sucking for a little while, focusing on the tip, as he tried to either milk Darks orgasm or help him. It was hard to tell. When he deemed him self as done, he pulled off, licking thick strips along his cock to clean up any extra cum.

“Good boy.” Dark praises as he lightly pushes back Wilford’s hair. Once he was clean he tucked himself away and took a deep breath. He hadn’t expected that turn but it was one he welcomed definitely.

“Thank you, Wilford.” Dark says though it feels foreign to him. He never thanked others for a fun time, they thanked him. But this was different.

Wilford hummed trying to hide his hard on as he leaned up to kiss Dark. His cheeks were pink from the praise. He grinned bashfully at the other before moving to lie back down.

Dark makes a small sound of surprise at the kiss but quickly returns it.

“Not long enough.” Dark says simply before he pulls Wilford into another deeper kiss.

Wilford kissed back, resting a hand on his chest. He whined softly shifting into Darks lap and rocking his hips forward ever so slightly causing him to moan.

Dark smirks into the kiss. He pulls back to kiss down Wilford’s jaw.

“Seems like I got you riled up, didn’t I?” Dark murmurs against the other’s skins as I starts to palm Wilford through his pants.

Wilford tilted his head back at the kisses, his eyes slipping closed. He let out a shaky breath as Dark palmed him, his already hard dick twitching. He moaned softly then whined, rubbing against his hand.

#oh i totally get it! if you want to wait a bit until you get muse back im fine with that #nsfw

“Needy little Wilfy, aren’t you? Well I can’t have that.” Dark hums as he begins to undo Wilford’s belt and pants. He reaches into his boxers and pulls out Wilford’s cock, pleasantly surprised by the size of him. It was a well known fact Wilford was ‘hung like a horse’ like some would say.

Wilford was not in the right mindset. He had stumbled across his uniform, that he swore he had burnt, and everything had gone south from there. The badges were dusty and he found himself polishing them like he used to. Of course this was the time Dark had decided to call one of his important meetings but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his room. This caused Bim to physically drag him to the meeting room and both of them to be late. When his eyes landed on Dark one word left him. “Damien...?”

Dark tensed up and a chill went through the room. One that made everyone shudder. It was an instant reaction to that name. It left a sour taste in his mouth, but this was Wilford.

This was William. His friend for as long as he could remember.

He was one of the few people who he felt deeply for.

“Everyone out. We will meet tomorrow at the same time.” Dark commands in a tone that leaves no room for arguments,

“Except you, Wilford. Stay.” Dark says as his eyes stay on Wilford. This was a delicate topic and the last thing he needed was the egos witnessing whatever was about to happen.

“Close.” was the only warning Wilford got from Dark before he was cumming down the others throat with what could be classified as a small roar. Dark was panting, trying to catch his breath as he lets go of Wilford’s hair and allows his hand to fall limp to the bed.

@bow-ties-and-gunshots

Wilford nodded, swallowing everything given to him with very little struggle. He kept sucking for a little while, focusing on the tip, as he tried to either milk Darks orgasm or help him. It was hard to tell. When he deemed him self as done, he pulled off, licking thick strips along his cock to clean up any extra cum.

“Good boy.” Dark praises as he lightly pushes back Wilford’s hair. Once he was clean he tucked himself away and took a deep breath. He hadn’t expected that turn but it was one he welcomed definitely.

“Thank you, Wilford.” Dark says though it feels foreign to him. He never thanked others for a fun time, they thanked him. But this was different.

Wilford hummed trying to hide his hard on as he leaned up to kiss Dark. His cheeks were pink from the praise. He grinned bashfully at the other before moving to lie back down.

Dark makes a small sound of surprise at the kiss but quickly returns it.

“Not long enough.” Dark says simply before he pulls Wilford into another deeper kiss.

Wilford kissed back, resting a hand on his chest. He whined softly shifting into Darks lap and rocking his hips forward ever so slightly causing him to moan.

#ahhhh sorry i was gone for a bit #nsfw

Dark smirks into the kiss. He pulls back to kiss down Wilford’s jaw.

“Seems like I got you riled up, didn’t I?” Dark murmurs against the other’s skins as I starts to palm Wilford through his pants.

"Hey Darkipoo~ whatcha reading?" Wilford asks with a hum as he rests his arm on the other man's shoulder. He peeks over at the book. And then looks back at him and grins widely. He decided it was about time for him to come play with the other man. (@mistakes-from-the-manor psst it me hi)

“Something way beyond your comprehension levels Wilford.” Dark responds as he flips a page, barely paying any mind to the man who was now in his space.

( @mistakes-from-the-manor)

“Is it really taking advantage if they want it but are too shy to ask? I say no.” Dark replies with a bit of a smug look on his face. He knew he was very well endowed and good with his tongue and hands. He had his fair share of practice.

“I bet there’s some egos who want to put their hands on you as well. Or want you to put your hands on them.” Dark says thoughtfully. He could think of a few, himself included.

@mistakes-from-the-manor

“I was kidding Dark.” Wilford says with a laugh. “I’m sure there’s some egos very into you. If those lingering stares are anything to go by.” He says and winks at him. “I doubt very seriously there’s any egos interested in little ol’ me.” He says and fans himself with a pink fold out fan he pulled out of no where.

“Oh Wilford, I have ears everywhere.” Dark says sort of cryptically. He picks up another slice and starts eatin it.

“I know a lot of things.”

He just smirks. “Oh I’m sure you do. You’re sneaky like that.” He winks and pokes Dark’s side. Sometimes he found Dark’s avoidance of answering questions a bit stubborn. Today he was in too good of a mood to mind much.

“You want to know who I’m hinting at, don’t you?” Dark asks with a smirk, his arm is loosely resting around Wilford.

Wilford was not in the right mindset. He had stumbled across his uniform, that he swore he had burnt, and everything had gone south from there. The badges were dusty and he found himself polishing them like he used to. Of course this was the time Dark had decided to call one of his important meetings but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his room. This caused Bim to physically drag him to the meeting room and both of them to be late. When his eyes landed on Dark one word left him. “Damien...?”

Dark tensed up and a chill went through the room. One that made everyone shudder. It was an instant reaction to that name. It left a sour taste in his mouth, but this was Wilford.

This was William. His friend for as long as he could remember.

He was one of the few people who he felt deeply for.

“Everyone out. We will meet tomorrow at the same time.” Dark commands in a tone that leaves no room for arguments,

“Except you, Wilford. Stay.” Dark says as his eyes stay on Wilford. This was a delicate topic and the last thing he needed was the egos witnessing whatever was about to happen.

“Close.” was the only warning Wilford got from Dark before he was cumming down the others throat with what could be classified as a small roar. Dark was panting, trying to catch his breath as he lets go of Wilford’s hair and allows his hand to fall limp to the bed.

@bow-ties-and-gunshots

Wilford nodded, swallowing everything given to him with very little struggle. He kept sucking for a little while, focusing on the tip, as he tried to either milk Darks orgasm or help him. It was hard to tell. When he deemed him self as done, he pulled off, licking thick strips along his cock to clean up any extra cum.

“Good boy.” Dark praises as he lightly pushes back Wilford’s hair. Once he was clean he tucked himself away and took a deep breath. He hadn’t expected that turn but it was one he welcomed definitely.

“Thank you, Wilford.” Dark says though it feels foreign to him. He never thanked others for a fun time, they thanked him. But this was different.

Wilford hummed trying to hide his hard on as he leaned up to kiss Dark. His cheeks were pink from the praise. He grinned bashfully at the other before moving to lie back down.

Dark makes a small sound of surprise at the kiss but quickly returns it.

“Not long enough.” Dark says simply before he pulls Wilford into another deeper kiss.

"Hey Darkipoo~ whatcha reading?" Wilford asks with a hum as he rests his arm on the other man's shoulder. He peeks over at the book. And then looks back at him and grins widely. He decided it was about time for him to come play with the other man. (@mistakes-from-the-manor psst it me hi)

“Something way beyond your comprehension levels Wilford.” Dark responds as he flips a page, barely paying any mind to the man who was now in his space.

( @mistakes-from-the-manor)

“Is it really taking advantage if they want it but are too shy to ask? I say no.” Dark replies with a bit of a smug look on his face. He knew he was very well endowed and good with his tongue and hands. He had his fair share of practice.

“I bet there’s some egos who want to put their hands on you as well. Or want you to put your hands on them.” Dark says thoughtfully. He could think of a few, himself included.

@mistakes-from-the-manor

“I was kidding Dark.” Wilford says with a laugh. “I’m sure there’s some egos very into you. If those lingering stares are anything to go by.” He says and winks at him. “I doubt very seriously there’s any egos interested in little ol’ me.” He says and fans himself with a pink fold out fan he pulled out of no where.

“Oh Wilford, I have ears everywhere.” Dark says sort of cryptically. He picks up another slice and starts eatin it.

“I know a lot of things.”

horrificmemes

Existential Crisis Sentence Starters

For interactions in which your muses feel like having a deep, terrifying discussion about life.

“I wish I could go back.” “Did your life turn out the way you expected it would?” “Sometimes I think if I just did one thing differently, maybe none of this would have happened.” “What if we ran out of goals? What would we live for after that?” “I feel like I wasted too much of my time.” “Do you ever get that feeling like you’ve lost something you can never get back, but you don’t know what is was?” “I find myself missing things that I didn’t truly appreciate when I had them.” “Where do you think you would be if we never met?” “I hate thinking about the past and wondering if I ruined everything.” “Would you start over if you had the chance?” “I wish we could slow the whole world down.” “If you could take back one mistake, what would it be?” “If you didn’t wake up tomorrow, would you be satisfied with today?” “Sometimes my body just doesn’t feel real.” “I’m terrified looking up at the sky. It reminds me of how small I am.” “I wonder, in the grand scheme of things, if anything we do will make a difference.” “Do you ever get that feeling that you just don’t matter?” “Sometimes I forget that I’m a person. I just go through the motions.” “I think what you’ve got is called ‘dissociation’.” “Nothing feels real anymore.” “Don’t you get anxious when you realize time just keeps going and going?” “I sort of envy people who don’t get anxiety over just existing.” “You never know how much time you have left.” “Just think about how big the world is. You’re not even a drop in the bucket, we’re more like molecules in a drop.” “Do you really think, hundreds of years from now, anything we do will mean a thing?” “Maybe I need to stop thinking so much and just live.” “If you keep worrying, you won’t get anything done except for worry.” “Maybe we shouldn’t think so deeply about it. In the end, I’m not sure it matters.” “What do you want to be remembered for?” “How long do you think people will still talk about us after we’re gone?” “I think as long as you lived your life how you feel was right, it’s never a waste.” “Do you think everything happens for a reason?” “I’m not sure if fate is real, or if things just happen because they happen.” “There’s never enough time. You just have to make use of what you have.”

// I'm gonna go to your DMs and be like 'hELLO IT IS I, A OC ROLEPLAYER GUY-' cause I'm awkward and I want to roleplay with an amazing person such as thee. Oof hello btW //

//you are too kind! Hello it’s nice to meet you! Yes you may slide in my DMs ;D

Wilford was not in the right mindset. He had stumbled across his uniform, that he swore he had burnt, and everything had gone south from there. The badges were dusty and he found himself polishing them like he used to. Of course this was the time Dark had decided to call one of his important meetings but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his room. This caused Bim to physically drag him to the meeting room and both of them to be late. When his eyes landed on Dark one word left him. “Damien...?”

Dark tensed up and a chill went through the room. One that made everyone shudder. It was an instant reaction to that name. It left a sour taste in his mouth, but this was Wilford.

This was William. His friend for as long as he could remember.

He was one of the few people who he felt deeply for.

“Everyone out. We will meet tomorrow at the same time.” Dark commands in a tone that leaves no room for arguments,

“Except you, Wilford. Stay.” Dark says as his eyes stay on Wilford. This was a delicate topic and the last thing he needed was the egos witnessing whatever was about to happen.

“Close.” was the only warning Wilford got from Dark before he was cumming down the others throat with what could be classified as a small roar. Dark was panting, trying to catch his breath as he lets go of Wilford’s hair and allows his hand to fall limp to the bed.

@bow-ties-and-gunshots

Wilford nodded, swallowing everything given to him with very little struggle. He kept sucking for a little while, focusing on the tip, as he tried to either milk Darks orgasm or help him. It was hard to tell. When he deemed him self as done, he pulled off, licking thick strips along his cock to clean up any extra cum.

“Good boy.” Dark praises as he lightly pushes back Wilford’s hair. Once he was clean he tucked himself away and took a deep breath. He hadn’t expected that turn but it was one he welcomed definitely.

“Thank you, Wilford.” Dark says though it feels foreign to him. He never thanked others for a fun time, they thanked him. But this was different.

"Hey Darkipoo~ whatcha reading?" Wilford asks with a hum as he rests his arm on the other man's shoulder. He peeks over at the book. And then looks back at him and grins widely. He decided it was about time for him to come play with the other man. (@mistakes-from-the-manor psst it me hi)

“Something way beyond your comprehension levels Wilford.” Dark responds as he flips a page, barely paying any mind to the man who was now in his space.

( @mistakes-from-the-manor)