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SORRY NOT SORRY

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I love when I create a rarepair for myself, like there's no reason, nobody else asked for it, they don't even really interact in canon...

And yet.

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Title: Peach Fuzz Rating: Explicit / 18+ Summary: Noa has a slight obsession with Mae's fur.

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“Tell me, once more?”

He trails his fingers up her legs and presses the side of his chin to her thigh as she chuckles. It’s a soft laugh, a low rumble that sends a vibration right through her. Far unlike the breathless ape laughter he knows well, but certainly a sound he’s become deeply fond of. 

She doesn’t speak for a moment and he imagines that if he lifts his head to meet her eyes, he’ll find a mixture of bewildered amusement. Mae has given him much the same expression every time he asks this. “Mae?” Noa speaks her name, rolls his face to brush his lips upon her skin and relishes in the soft gasp she rewards him with.

Her fingers press to his head, tickle over the shell of his ear. “I don’t know why you’re so…” she pauses, as though thinking of the right word, “obsessed about this.” 

Her thighs twitch as he dances his fingers down, strokes at the soft hairs of her legs. They seem so sparse, tiny strands a little darker than the hair on her head, and bounce under his touch. They're beautiful. He nuzzles into her skin, maps out a path to the space where her thigh meets her hip. She shivers under him, her breath hitching as he breathes in her scent.

He’s intimately familiar with her scent now. So different from an ape, but also oddly familiar. Her musk has grown on him, as much of her human oddities have. He breathes her in again and mouths at her skin, at the hair there and enjoys the way she twitches. He has to bite back a puff of breathless laughter, he knows full well where she truly wants his mouth.

“Noa…” Mae’s whisper seems so loud in the air around them, somehow both full of yearning and exasperation. He lifts his head, away from that tantalising musk and that patch of pretty fur above her cunt. 

Apart from her head, he has discovered she possesses only small patches of fur, and peach-like fuzz. The fur between her legs is darker, coarser, and thick with her musk. He longs to nuzzle into it, breathe her in. Instead he angles his head to catch her look of frustration and eyes dark with want. He can’t help the playful grin, “you did not answer.”

Mae’s mouth twists in her exasperation, she huffs out a laugh, as breathless as an ape. It makes something tug warmly in Noa’s chest. “Yes I used to shave it, cut it all off,” she’s rolling her eyes, lips curling up into a half-smile.

He can’t help it, presses his mouth to the secret patch of fur above her cunt in a gentle kiss and she twitches with a sharp inhale. The first time she’d explained the strange human practice he’d been horrified. Creatures with so little of their own fur, for whom it seemed to have somehow crept up from their bodies and wrapped around their skulls, who so easily fell prey to the cold…. Noa cannot fathom why they would want to lose the little hair they have.

He presses yet more kisses to the fur, to the skin beneath, and he can scent how wet she is, how desperately ready she is. Her breathing roughens, harsh little pants as he continues to lather adoring attention to her fur. A growl rolls through his chest, something darkly possessive. Whilst the choice might ultimately be hers, he doesn’t want her to ever cut her fur again.

He’s too in love with the sight of her pretty patch of fur, and the way it presses into the fur of his lower abdomen when he’s buried to the hilt inside her. And he loves the way those hairs look when wet, with her excitement or his seed.

Mae whispers his name again, fingers ghosting over the shell of his ear and he pants into her skin. “Noa, please .”

And he’s not cruel, no matter if he enjoys a gentle tease. The choked cry she lets out when he finally shifts and delves his tongue between her folds is incredibly gratifying, making his own cock twitch between his thighs. She’s deliciously hot, so desperately wet for him and he groans as he trails the tip of his tongue from her entrance up to that sweet bud. 

Mae whines and arches into his mouth and he holds her still. Hands pressing firmly on her hips and thumbs possessively stroking at that patch of fur, Noa sets out to make her come once again.

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The problem with being a queer man into Planet of the Apes is that a lot of the old posters and merch are... hot.

Sure obviously in context it makes sense that Taylor was stripped and dressed in an animal skin loincloth and dragged around in different types of bondage. It's all about subversion, treating him as an 'animal' and the stripping him of his humanity.

But you know, a scantily-clad man being manhandled or forced on his knees is also just objectively kinda hot. If there isn't a gay porn parody of Planet of the Apes there probably should be.

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there's a lot of lovely lady apes out there too <3

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If this gets deleted, I’ll post it in the discord

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we have found you guilty of being a monsterfucker ... guards !!! send them to the labyrinth!!! wait why do you look happy about that. stop th

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Griffin/Bernie - Best Friend 💖 💗

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Day Six: Taboo

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Day Five: Fairytale

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god grant me the strength to write my weird porn, the serenity to write my weird porn and the wisdom to write my weird porn

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Nomae Week - Forbidden