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Big Announcement!!!!
I have finally finished my Muse Discord server!
This will be pinned to my profile and be considered my actual muse page. The one on my profile under 'Boys' is no longer valid! So, shoot me a message and ask for my new muse page and join in on the fun!
It's crazy how most of the RP partners I have on discord that I actually enjoy rping with are partners that I had here on tumblr first.
Anyways, message me if you would be down to rp over on discord!
Hello peoples! I mostly rp on Discord now, so if you'd like the link to my muse server, shoot me a message!
16 muses done for the discord server and I just realized that I now have 38 muses because I went to count.
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Hello to all! I am working to put together a Discord server that will also act as my new muse page! Since my laptop has been broken for a while now, I haven't been able to update my muse page since being on mobile. There have been new muses added and some current muse changes in FCs. I'll have it up and running soon, aiming to finish it by tonight or tomorrow.
Devon snarled as Finn said that he was close, and Dev could feel it in the way that the boy was shaking. "That's it, baby. Fucking cum for me." He growled, digging his claws into the skin of Finn's hips as he rammed into him. When he felt the first clench, he grimaced, and let out a low roar as he felt Finn's climax around his cock. That drove him right over that edge, and he had to stop himself from biting into Finn's shoulder as his knot grew in size, popping into the boy beneath him. His cock twitched with each rope of his cum that flooded into Finn, and without much effort, he lifted Finn from the window and carried him to the bed, laying them both down without too much jostling of their connected bodies. "Fuck... feel my knot inside you, Finn? We'll be stuck like this for a while, so don't move around too much. I don't want to hurt you..." He kissed Finn's shoulder, rubbing his hand along the boy's arm. "Are you feeling okay? When we disconnect, I can get you some water, or food. Maybe a shower, if you'd want?"
Finn was still a moaning mess as he felt Devon lose himself; he cried out and pushed back as he felt the knot starting to pull at the edges, and when it stuck fast and the heat flooded him he sighed out a drawn-out "Ohhh~" of pleasure. It was a good thing Devon got hold of him then, because he had gone almost completely limp, save for the occasional twitch of his hips and squirm of muscles contracting around Devon's knot. Panting softly, he reached a wobbly hand out to rest it on Devon's thigh, grounding himself as his head swam with endorphins.
"I feel amazing," he purred, his head rooting a bit into the bedding and smiling into the covers. "Been... way too long since somebody fucked me like that..." He gave Devon's thigh a light squeeze. "I'm okay," he reassured, "but I'll take you up on that shower. Can't go to class tomorrow reeking of Alpha."
Devon growled as he felt Finn squirming and clenching a bit around his knot. He grabbed the boy's hips, holding him still as his cock twitched with another spurt of his cum. "Stop squirming. It's... fuck, I haven't given someone my knot in a while. Forgot how good it feels." He kissed Finn's shoulder, grinning as he trailed those kisses up his neck as he moved his hips to let Finn feel his knot move inside of him. "Yeah? Well, any time you want it, you know where to find me. How's my knot feel inside you?" He chuckled. "Yeah, you're still gonna smell like me even if you do take a shower. Cuz you're currently getting pumped full of my cum. But, I'll happily join you in that shower. Maybe give you another load while we're in there." He playfully and gently swatted Finn's ass, more for the sound of it. "But, anyone who smells you will see that you didn't get a claiming bite..." He left out the part where he had almost given it to him, because he felt it wasn't a good idea.
Max just let Riley manhandle him, so pliable and willing in his arms. His Alpha dictated their position, and Max just happily went wherever he was placed. Hearing Riley talk about putting a baby inside of him, and wanting to see if they had his eyes made his knees weak, and he felt that heat in his belly pooling. The thought of it made every nerve in his body scream for it. He wanted it. He needed it. He got into the breeding position without much prompting from Riley, arching his back more as Riley pounded into him, and he clawed at the carpet beneath them. "Fuck! Alpha, please! Please, I need it... need you to breed me, Alpha. Fill me with your cum, babe... give me your fucking knot... I want to carry your pups. Feel them growing inside me, and I want to see you be a father. Oh, fuck... fuck, I'm getting so close, Alpha. Please... let me cum... tell me I can cum, Alpha..." A small part of his brain knew that they wouldn't have kids just yet, but he was leaning into that breeding kink that they both had. He let out a soft sob, so overwhelmed by the pleasure that tears welled in his eyes. "I love you so fucking much, Riley... I love you! Please, give me all of you."
Hearing his mate babble like that was sending Riley straight for the edge, and made him forget, at least for a little while, that no matter how hard he fucked him there wasn't going to be a baby yet. No -- the Alpha was going to breed his mate, going to pump his belly full, plug him up with his knot, so that every ounce of cum sat exactly where it was meant to be.
Somewhere in his mind, he remembered Max saying he wanted to be on his back, and so, as he felt the first stretch of his knot starting to fill, he pulled out and pushed Max over, snatching his legs up under his arms to push back in with a growl. Pushing Max's legs up to fold him practically in half, hips pistoning up and down, Riley dropped his head to kiss Max, to snatch at his lips and delve with his tongue as the whole bed groaned with the fervor of his rapid-fire thrusts.
"Cum for me," he rumbled against Max's lips. "Now. Cum on my knot so I lock and breed my pups in you. Now!"
Max grimaced as Riley kept mercilessly pounding into him, no longer really able to form coherent thought other than the desire to be bred by his Alpha and feel his seed filling his belly. He looked over his shoulder, whimpering as Riley kept going, but he hadn't expected Riley to pull out. He yelped, and was about to ask why he stopped but his words didn't even have a chance to leave his mouth before he was getting flipped onto his back and entered again with no pause to even recover. Max let out a scream that tore from his throat as Riley continued his pace, the new position hitting angles inside of him that lit his body on fire in the best ways. His cries got muffled by their kiss, and Max reached up to tangle his fingers in his Alpha's hair, returning the kiss with vigor and passion. He loved Riley. With everything he had. When the rumbled words reached his ears, they sent shockwaves through Max's body. His Alpha had given him a command. Max grimaced as another scream tore from his throat, and he clenched down on Riley's cock as he came, the ropes of his cum painting both his and Riley's chest as his climax ripped through him. He needed his Alpha's knot. He needed to be bred.
Alex blinked at the admission from his friend, taking a moment to gather his thoughts before he out his mimosa down. He had been in love with Leo for a long time, ever since they had met at some rich people party that Alex had attended as the date of a guy there. The man had hired him through the escort agency, and he had wanted some arm candy to an event. No sex. Him and Leo had started talking and became fast friends. And now... months later... nearly a year, here he was. Admitting that he liked Leo, and Leo saying it back. It was... surreal. Alex shook his head to bring himself back to the present, and he smiled. "I'm not drunk. This is the only drink I've had, and I'm not even halfway finished. Besides, it's mostly orange juice." He took in a deep breath and nodded, a blush rising across his cheeks. "As for riding you... well, Leo... when and where?"
A year...a whole year Leo had waited. He was a good boy now. Reformed rake and former bad boy slut. He had made friends with Alex for the intention of creating a bond but deep down all he could ever hope was to see the other riding him...sucking him...eating him out when they'd go on yacht trips and see that ass just fighting those speedos for freedom.
"Well, then that's good...though I should talk to Rochelle about her piss poor mimosas." He smirked. "How does thirty minutes sound? It should take that long for the chopper to warm up and take us to my yacht out on the cape if you're up for that. Or now...I have like...so many rooms. Or here...I...fuck yeah."
Alex just smiled and got up, using his fingers to adjust the bottom hems of his speedo and giving Leo a good view of his perky ass. "Well, Leo... since you do have so many rooms here... why don't we put one to good use, yeah? But, I am curious what you want this to be. Do we remain friends and just add in some benefits? Do we pursue something more? Is it a one-time release?" He walked towards the house, waiting for Leo to get up and follow him. "Come on, Leo. You can decide the room we go to."
Marcus had noticed the boy nearly immediately since the scent of the room shifted. Now, the hunt was on. He mingled with the crowd, making his way through and greeting people until he got to the source of the scent. While not rare, people with a scent like Todd's weren't common in this city. So, Marcus wanted to call dibs by offering his hand to the man and asking for a dance. At his jest about stepping on his toes, he just took Todd's hand in his and led him out onto the dance floor. "Just follow my lead, young one." With a practiced ease, coupled with his vampiric speed, he untied and re-tied Todd's bowtie, now sitting perfectly on his neck. The pants weren't fixable, but perhaps if he had his way... they'd soon be off. He placed one hand on Todd's hip, pulling him closer and the other hand held Todd's hand. A simple waltz started to play, and Marcus quickly took the lead and spun them around. "My name is Marcus, by the way. Marcus Gutierrez, the owner of this club. Are you enjoying yourself so far?"
Todd offered no resistance, content to follow the handsome man's lead. The quiet confidence with which Marcus fixed his bowtie both aroused and charmed him; it felt as if Marcus were signaling that Todd was his for tonight, and that just made him smile harder. "Young one? You look around my age." He pressed himself closer to Marcus, their chests almost touching, as he swayed to the man's rhythm. "I'm Todd. Nice to meet you, Marcus." Todd's hand drifted down to momentarily nudge the hand that held his hips, hoping Marcus would take the hint and let it drop a little further. "Now that I'm dancing with you? Absolutely. I love clubbing but I always get distracted by the lights and music. Plus, I love a chance to dress up - it makes me feel cute. So tonight seemed perfect. How about you?" He replied, "Enjoying yourself? What made you pick me from the crowd?"
Marcus just chuckled. "I'm a lot older than I look. I moisturize." As he spun them around the dance floor with a practiced ease, Marcus just smiled. "A pleasure, Todd." The nudge to his hand made him raise an eyebrow, but he got the hint. A small smirk played at his lips, and he lowered his hand to grab and squeeze Todd's ass, yanking him closer. "What made me pick you? You're new, cute, and playful. I like boys who are full of life, and you seem to be fun." It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the entire truth. Another larger reason was that he was hungry, and his teeth were damn near aching for a bite. As for enjoying myself, I wasn't until I got this dance. You're the first actually interesting person I've met all night. Now, my club has back rooms for more... private affairs. If you'd like to leave the dancefloor and get the tour, I'd be happy to oblige."
Aubrey tilted his head and smiled, reaching out to pet Oscar's hair when he shuffled closer and kissed the tip of his cock. "There's my good boy." As Oscar followed his command and took him all the way to his base, Aubrey glanced up over his phone to see Oscar still looking at him, even when his throat was taking all 9 inches of his cock. He had long since trained Oscar out of a gag reflex, so he just went back to checking his emails, moving his phone so Oscar could see his face. He took another picture of Oscar, grinning as it saved to the private album he had. As Aubrey answered email after email, his cock grew to full hardness. Occasionally, he would gently push on Oscar's forehead so that he'd back up just enough to take a few deep breaths, and then Aubrey would push on the back of his head to get him right back down. The last of his emails were answered in about 5 minutes since they were short, and Aubrey finally set his phone down. "Very good boy. I think you've earned getting to suck me, but it hasn't been that long. You're gonna really earn it." He placed his hands behind his head to show off both his pits and his biceps, flexing his abs while he was at it. "Why don't you worship my body? Kiss, lick, touch, rub, suck. Everywhere except my cock. Save that for last."
Oscar handled Aubrey's growing hardness with ease; his muscles tensing as he fought the urge to bob his head, or constrict his throat, to pleasure his lover. His eyes lit up at the acknowledgement and Oscar nodded enthusiastically, carefully pulling back until Aubrey's boner was throbbing for them both to see. "Yes, Sir. Will make you feel good." Shuffling forward, Oscar pressed a loving kiss to Aubrey's cheek before leaning closer to his pit. He sniffed it with a groan, peppered it with kisses and swirled his tongue over the hairy expanse. He pushed himself closer, brief kisses becoming longer and more sloppy until he was eagerly making out with his lover's pit.
Aubrey just nodded as Oscar told him that he would make him feel good. He didn't doubt it. He had trained Oscar very well while Aubrey had him in this state. "I know you will." He closed his eyes as Oscar came up to take a good and long whiff of his pit. The feeling of Oscar in his pits always aroused some deep part of him. When Oscar had first worshipped his pits, he had been surprised, but he got so into it that he had felt himself damn near cumming right then and there. He was certain that if he had been fucking Oscar, he would have. "That's it. Fuck, you love my pits, don't you? Tell me. Tell me why you love these fucking pits so much, baby."
Asher just smiled and handed Castien the bracelets he chose, reaching over to put them on the boy's wrist. As he paid for his drink, he nodded. "I'm Asher. And thanks. As for being set up... well, there's always others. Anyone wearing bracelets other than red is looking to play. Do you see anyone you like?"
"I guess I mean everyone here is really pretty. I mean. Look at you, you just work here and you are stunning." Castien raked a hand down through his hair looking at the bracelets on his other hand. This was certainly an interesting and unique concept it made interacting so much easier. More clubs should do things like that. Castien sipped his drink, eyes cast out over the crowd, all of them paled in comparison to his bartender though and that was a fact. "None of them guys here are as hot as you are."
Asher smiled softly when called stunning, and he wiped the counter just to have something to do with his hands. When told that none in the club were as hot as him, that caused a blush to roll over his cheeks, and he cleared his throat, placing his hands on the bar. "Well, neither of my bracelets are red. And you are beautiful yourself. Not often I even get a second glance past people ordering their drinks."
Hades nodded, but said nothing else about the New Orleans witches. "And that is why you'll train with me, and the witches that I call my devotees. We will hone that power, little one. Trust me." He hummed, walking into the bathroom and watching for a moment as Remus started the bath and stripped down to his underwear. Hades grabbed a few oils and bath salts, a bath bomb, and some bubble bath as well, adding everything in. The scent of lavender was strongest, but hints of cedar, frankincense, myrrh, dragon's blood, sandalwood, and lilac could be noticed in the deeper parts of the scented products. Hades undressed fully, standing naked before the bath before getting in and seating himself at the back of the tub. He gestured to the space in front of him, a small smile on his lips. "Why get your undergarments wet, little one? You'll just have to take them off and out dry ones on. How about this..." He covered his eyes and chuckled. "I won't open my eyes until you're in the bath. The bubbles will cover anything you don't want me to see. Now, come sit with me. Rest your back against my chest."
"Do you treat all your devotees as kindly as you're treating me?" The sheer combination of scents was enough to make his head-spin. It was an impossibly self-indulgent bath and Remus couldn't wait to soak in it. "I plan on changing boxers anyway. No point putting on dirty undies when we're getting clean." Still, he stripped out of his boxers and climbed into the tub; his body immediately relaxing into Hades' warmth. "You can open your eyes now." He sighed, the warmth already easing his pain. "I, um, dreamed of you last night."
Hades shrugged. "It depends, but none have gotten this kind of treatment. Only you." He opened his eyes once Remus was in the tub and settled against him, and Hades wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, breathing in the scents of the bath. "There we go. I told you that we would fit, little one." A lazy flick of his wrist sent a bit of water splashing, and deep red rose petals appeared above them and floated down to rest atop the bubbles. "There. Might as well add rose petals, right?" The news of Remus dreaming of him made him pause, running the tip of his nose up the side of the boy's neck as he whispered. "You did? Tell me about this dream, Remus. Spare no detail."
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When Alex had first gotten the booking, he had accepted it while just skimming the details. A full night, nice hotel, sex was likely, and the guy was likely a top. No specific requests, no specific kinks or fetishes. So, Alex just got dressed, grabbed his go bag, and headed on over. He grabbed the first room key once he got to the front desk, heading up and admiring the room once he was inside. He still had a while before the guy was supposed to show up, so he hopped into the shower, humming as he washed his body and hair. Pretty soon, he hopped out and blow dried his hair, drying off his body and putting on a brown jockstrap that had the Hershey's logo on the crotch. Just for a bit of fun. He hopped up on the bed and pulled out his phone to check the time, and he had only a few minutes before his new client was supposed to arrive, so he laid down on top of the covers facing the door, waiting patiently for Alec's arrival.
A special evening for a special individual. Alec's birthday. The office of Alec's workplace is hosting the party. They arranged for catering, set up games, and handed out drinks, the works. An annual event and Alec still can't wrap his mind around the tradition. His coworkers were fond of the older gentlemen. As the party went on, a coworker approached the agent. Asking what he will do for the rest of the night. Alec's response was to head home and call it a night, but his coworker slips a card into Alec's coat pocket. An additional present to the party. Taking the card out, there were details of a special night for him. A hotel address, a room number, and the name of a person who almost has the same name as Alec but with an X rather than a C. How ironic? He questioned this entire set up, but was told it was a present from the office. He knew what they meant. The card has details from an escort organization.
A sigh of defeat. Alec agreed to this, met up with an escort. Well, it's a good way to end the night rather than going straight home and watch tv for hours. Or reading a book. Saying his goodbyes to his coworkers, Alec took his leave. Going straight to the hotel. There, he meets with the front desk receptionist. They were expecting Alec. The front desk receptionist gave the agent a room key. Thanking the person, Alec goes to the room number, located a few floors up. A long hallway, looking for the room number, locating the room. Alec opens the door with the key card and is met by another male. A confused expression quickly covers Alec's face. "Alex, I presume?" The male is only wearing a jockstrap. Funny, but the man looks attractive in them.
Slowly approaching the fine looking male. A smile dragging the edges of his lips. "Nice strap. Is the... Uh... Goods underneath just as long as the chocolate bar or just about?" Snickering to himself, feeling the high slowly approaching within him.
Alex perked up a bit when he heard the door to the hotel room being unlocked, and when it opened, he just grinned brightly. He got an attractive client. Lucky for him. As far as clients went, Alec was one of the best looking ones he had seen in a while, and that made him excited to see what the night had in store for them. What kinds of trouble could they get up to? When asked if he was Alex, he nodded and rolled onto his stomach to showcase his perky bubble butt. "That's me. And you're Alec. Funny how similar our names are. The agency didn't send a picture, and I gotta say. I am pleasantly surprised. I get to spend the night with a handsome man?" The comment about his jockstrap made him chuckle as he got up out of the bed, padding over to Alec and smiling up at him. His hands came up to run them over Alec's pecs, taking in a breath as he let his eyes trail down the agent's body and then back up to his eyes. "Well, you could always unwrap it and see for yourself. Tonight is all about you, and you have me until the morning. We can order room service, watch movies or TV, or... other things. But... we can start by getting you a bit more comfy, if you'd like? Seems like you might be a bit overdressed."
Cian's smile faded as Riley started to panic once more. He tightened this grip on Riley's hands and shook his head. "Hey... come back to me." He smiled as Riley seemed to melt into the touch of their foreheads, and he took in a deep breath. His Alpha's scent was mixing in with the intimate smell of his nest, and it brought him more comfort than he thought possible. "It was my first day in that wing of the home. And my last. They never told me about you either. Just that you were a troubled young Alpha that was going through his first heat. But they seemed confused why you went after me. Apparently, I wasn't the only omega in that unit. But you went straight for me. Gave me a fractured wrist and a cracked rib, which healed pretty quickly. But I remember feeling... depressed after I got out of the hospital. And trust me, I didn't know it was you either. Guess we can't say that fate doesn't exist, huh?" He smiled, and when Riley moved to touch their temples and then grab his face, Cian went a step further. He crawled up into Riley's lap and straddled him, looping his arms around Riley's neck. Their bare chests pressed together, and a smile gracing his lips. "Hey... you may not feel like you deserve my forgiveness... but you have it. I forgive you, Riley. Just... treat me a bit gentler from here on out, yeah? Especially during sex, but... also in general. I've wanted to belong as well. And here with you.... I finally feel like I've found it. I want you, Riley. My Alpha. My mate. So be with me, wherever I am. And I'll be with you, wherever you are."
Everything Cian said had the dual result of both reassuring and saddening Riley -- but also steeled his resolve to do better. To be better… to be the best Alpha he could be, for Cian. If not to prove it to his mate, then to himself. He took a long breath as Cian shimmied into his lap, and his arms immediately slid around the other's middle and held him close, pressing his cheek against Cian's lightly.
"I don't believe in any of that stuff…" he hummed, the warmth of Cian's body and the source of his scent so close to his nose finally calming the young Alpha's frazzled nerves. "But… you'll never be alone again, Cian. Neither of us will be. I've got you, you've got me… no matter what, whatever I have to do, I will be worthy of you." He pulled back just a bit, a hand coming up to the side of Cian's face. "And… that starts with proving I'm not the selfish bastard that those pieces of shit are going to say I am after this…" His eyes pleading, he brushed his fingertips down over Cian's bruised neck. "I… I want to do it right. Here, in your nest…" He bit his lip as his cheeks colored a little; he was getting a little hard, with Cian's body pressed so close and his sweet scent so strong, and he was sure Cian would feel it. "If you trust me to, that is. Say no, and I'll go back to my truck and sleep there. Give you your space. Whatever you want…" He managed a smile then, soft and sad but adoring. "But if you're gonna be my mate… I wanna be your Alpha, the right way."
Cian just smiled, kissing the top of Riley's head as he nuzzled into him and spoke about not believing in fate. "Well, I'll believe in it enough for both of us." He hummed, taking in the warmth of his Alpha and his scent, all working to calm himself down as well. This... was a level of pure comfort that Cian had nearly never experienced before. He felt safe. He felt loved. The Alpha's words about needing to be worthy of Cian made him from slightly, and he pulled his head back a bit so he could look into Riley's eyes. "You don't need to prove your worth to me, Riley. I accept you as you are. Sure, we had a rocky start, but the fact that you're even willing to make it up to me, and you even apologized for how we started? That has made a world of difference to me. It's shown me the man you are, and I like what I have seen." When the suggestion of doing their first time over again came, and Riley touched the bruised claiming bite, Cian flinched a bit. "Careful... still a bit tender. And..." He paused, rolling his hips a bit to get comfortable, and he could feel Riley getting hard. The feeling of it made his breath hitched a little, and he leaned in to press a soft yet lingering kiss to his Alpha's lips. "Yes. I want to do it again. Do it better, this time. Where we both are clear headed, and can truly feel it. Our first time might have created the bond... but we'll strengthen it this time." He smiled and reached down to peel off his own shirt, tossing it out of the nest so his torso could be on display for his Alpha. "Treat me gentler this time. Go slower... just until I'm used to how big you are. I was lucky the first time... in a way. My heat slammed into me when I was thrown in with you, and it helped me take you. But this time... well, just go slow. We'll take our time with it."
Open to: switches, versatile. Bottoms or tops, doms or subs.
Niklaus took a sip of his champagne, standing in the corner of the grand ballroom and silently whispering spells of concealment to make himself less noticeable to the greedy masses who usually approached him wanting artifacts for greed or vanity. He would only be visible to those who were genuine and had good hearts. He was dressed for a black tie formal event like this charity auction, but hated being here. The only reason he had come was because he had heard rumors that a few of the items being sold were magickal in nature. He was here as an authenticator, and also a potential buyer. A voice made him jump slightly and he turned to look at the man who was standing beside him, talking to him. "Apologies. I was lost in my own thoughts for a moment there. What were you saying?"
"I said you might be in the wrong room. The less... Mundane items can be found in other parts of the building." Sebastian whispered, leaning against the wall for support. It wasn't technically a lie - the building was chock-full of magical items and curiosities - but rather a half-truth meant to distract the hunter from the small book that would soon hit the stands. The book contained an old contract made by his family: one that could only be enforced by a person with magic talents. "If you'd like, I could show you. The building is old. There's many ways to slip in and out undetected."
Niklaus turned his full attention to the man who was now trying to lead him away from the room, and he hummed. "I'm here mostly as an Authenticator. It's why I hadn't expected anyone to really start conversation with me. Not many people take kindly to the risk of their items not being real. Besides, there is an item that caught my interest in here. Perhaps once I place my bid, you can show me the things that caught your eye?" He smiled, taking another sip of his champagne. Something about this man was... odd. His senses said he was different, but he wasn't quite sure how. He was certainly attractive, Niklaus could see that much. But there was something else about him. "I don't believe I caught your name, Mr...?"
Devon let out a yelp as he was snatched from the hallway and tossed into a room, and the boy’s words came right as he finally looked up to see who the hell had grabbed him. Finley. The damn cheerleader that he had been trying to make a move on for weeks now. He had spilled his drink, so he just tossed the cup aside and grinned, peeling off his shirt. “Oh, I’m ready to go. Are you ready, Finny boy?”
Finley was in a mood to say the least and he was glad that he at least yoinked the right kind of person. Someone he’d been noticing more than he usually did. Standing in just the full cheer uniform, more skin exposed than covered, he eyed the other up. “Fuck…Right choice.” Then he hopped up, wrapping his legs around Devon’s waist to start deeply making out with him.
Finley was in a mood to say the least and he was glad that he at least yoinked the right kind of person. Someone he’d been noticing more than he usually did. Standing in just the full cheer uniform, more skin exposed than covered, he eyed the other up. “Fuck…Right choice.” Then he hopped up, wrapping his legs around Devon’s waist to start deeply making out with him.
Devin let out a low and playful growl as Finley hopped up into him and wrapped his legs around him. He held him up with his hands in the boy's ass, carrying him over to the bed as they kissed. "Fuck, you know how long I've been trying to get you to fucking notice me? How long I've wanted to have you under me?" He growled and laid Finley down, reaching up to take the cheerleader's uniform top off and diving right in to kiss the boy's nipples. "Think you can handle me, Finley? Nine inches, and I'm pretty thick."
Felet whimpered, arching into Niks hand and leaned back against his lover. "Daddy. I love your hand. Love you." He bit his lip, watching Niks hand as it moved over his cock. "If I knew you would react like this, I would have gotten them priced a while ago."
Nik just hummed, still stroking him and making sure his magick was honed in on the piercings. He kissed Felet's shoulder, taking his kisses up the side of his neck. "Perhaps I should get a piercing. What do you think would look sexiest, baby boy? Hmm? And keep your eyes on Daddy's hand, because I want to watch you see yourself cum, making a mess of yourself."
