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[littlehoundthings]

@crosaidi: ❛  sneaky .   to  sneak  away  from  a  gathering  to  have  sex  with  my  muse .

The Enmority of My Desire { Accepting }

He's trying desperately to not chuckle as he pressed his fingers to Paerin's lips with a soft shhhh. He was a bit giggly from the ale, but who could blame him? They won. They survived. The Calling was gone, The Blight was over, The Evanuris defeated, everyone survived. They survived, and after everyone had a chance to rest and recover from the final battle, it was finally time to celebrate their victory.

Of course, Ashe and Paerin had dragged each other away during the festivities. While everyone danced and sang, Ashe pressed his lips to Paerin's in passion and desperate need. Because this celebration meant more to Ashe than just the world being safe, than just the Veil being put back in place, more than even the fact that he was alive.

They were alive.

"Ma vhenan, my Warden, my love--" Ashe murmured as he pressed his lips to Paerin's over, and over, and over. His breath hot against Paerin's cheek, smell of the ale they cracked open for the party. They were hidden away in the infirmary, just like their first time together. This time, with Ashe pushing Paerin against the desk and his fingers running down the Warden's chest.

"-Fuck-" He murmured before leaning in again and kissing down Paerin's neck. His thigh pressed between Paerin's, and his fingers slowly tracing the outline of Paerin's growing shaft. "-can't believe I get t'do this for you for the rest of our lives-" Ashe growled out softly as he slowly lowered himself, pressing his lips to Paerin's throat, and slowly kissed down-- tugging up Paerin's shirt so he could kiss the his warden's exposed stomach. His fingers fumbling at the strings of Paerin's pants.

He pressed another kiss to Paerin's stomach, and just breathed for a moment, appreciating his Warden's scent. He was alive and home, and might very well stay that way now. Ashe tugged Paerin's pants down, just enough to expose the base of his cock for Ashe to press a kiss to.

"I love you so much, vhenan," Ashe murmured as he tugged Paerin's pants down enough for his cock to flop out. His kisses ran along the warden's length from base to tip, before back down to his balls. The healer's tongue ran over the sensitive flesh, glancing up with a loving, warm (albeit slightly inebriated) expression.

[wmuhunterclarington]

@HuntingSeason: Wake me up when the mimosas get here.

[laurabalos]

I was trying to be just a little coy with you, but I was going to bring you dip and ask if you wanted to fuck on camera, okay?

Take it into consideration? I'm absolutely down for that buffalo chicken dip. Well, I definitely appreciate you making extra just for me, love.

[decidentia]

◈  @arcanescion said: ❛ 🥭 Preference for body part? Name the body part. - Vi ❜ // nsfw character trait meme.

This lesbian is a boob-girl.  Breasts big enough to be considered a handful – or more than a handful – are her ideal.  There’s some part of her that associates curves and softness with femininity, and Vi is particularly attracted to femmes.

[catvampire]

CASTLEVANIA: NOCTURNE S2E08 - A Line of Great Heroes

[wmuhunterclarington]

Such an eager guy, how could Hunter deny him. "We'll be going until you tire me out Jacob. So I'll need you to be a good little energizer bunny and be ready to go all night if I say so." Slowly sliding to his knees he kneels in the soft sand in front of the cabana bed. Slotting himself perfectly between Jacob's legs as his hands slowly run up and down the others thighs. Fingers trailing over smooth skin before sliding up under the board shorts. Looking up through hooded lashes as he leans forward. Mouth slotting over the others bulge as he carefully sucks along the shaft. Leaving a wet spot along the swimtrunks as he moves. Eagerly lapping at Jacob's length without ever looking away from the boy. Hands now reaching up to the other's waistband, fingers hooking into the material. "How about we get these out of the way?" He teases while nuzzling against that bulge. Hands tugging on the others shorts slowly revealing his prize he can't stop himself from letting out a pleased moan as the other's cock springs free and slaps him in the face. With another tug the shorts are removed completely, all the while Hunter's tongue slowly drags along the shaft up towards the tip before his lips wrap around the head. He suckles sweetly while looking up at Jacob.

As their kiss continued, JBI let his free hand wander, moving down along the man's muscular back, eager to feel Hunter’s ass. When he was met with the speedo’s fabric, the virgin let his fingers move along the waistband, carefully sliding into it and gripping at the round muscles. All the while, feeling how the man’s nip responded to the gentle, but constant touch. JBI knew how pleasurable this was, but he couldn’t have predicted it’d be Hunter’s most sensitive spot. Part of him wanted to focus on playing with the nipples, hoping to get more of those sensual gasps out of the experienced guy. He also couldn’t get enough of Hunter groping at his bulge, and Hunter was very much calling the shots, right now. JBI was enjoying the foreplay enough that he hadn’t even thought about taking things further. That was until Hunter’s words. Without missing a beat, “Oh. Yeah, yeah. I want a blow job first!” All too eager to agree. “How many rounds are we talking about? Am I going to need a gatorade?” He questioned, surprised but curious to try anything.

[cantoried]

user @todrawblood and i think there should be more freaky mage sex. how would ur mage freak it?

[littlehoundthings]

Something for Sunday. David walks in on Ashe undressed. Send me 😳 for my muse’s reaction. (#David's probably screaming too.) ( @wolf-of-etoile )

A long sigh. Finally. It was a long day after a stake out, chasing down a dangerous supernatural beast, killing said supernatural beast since it was full of malice, and then Ashe ended up covered in blood.

So forgive him, if he decided to take a quick shower down in the basement of the shop (where his office and other investigative supplies were), and forgive him if in his exhaustion, he forgot to close the door since he didn't expect anymore customers or any of the wolves to stop by tonight.

Cue. David. Screaming.

"Ansuz. Isa." Ashe's finger danced through the air and drew the rune, before making a zipping motion with his finger to shut David's mouth with a quick spell.

"Jesus Christ, you'd think you've never seen another man's cock before-" Ashe huffed out as he grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist. He flicked a finger, unsealing David's mouth.

[koiifiishy]

tentative share... be nice or else

[rorydflanagan]

Feeling her nails in his back, a moan escaped him as lips were attached to Quinn's neck. When her hands were in his hair, tugging, he pulled away from her neck, wanting to attach his lips to hers. Rory moved his hand to her knee, dragging his fingers along her inner thigh slowly. He was wanting to commit Quinn to memory. Every inch of her. Free hand moved to remove his own basketball shorts before settling back into her. His boxer briefs were taunt against him, leaving no room for imagination. Hips slowly moved against hers, almost in a torturing way. Rory pulled away just slightly, tongue darting out to run along her bottom lip. A crooked grin appeared on his lips before he sat up a bit, one of his fingers catching in the top of her spandex shorts. "Can I, love?" Eyes darted down between them, still making sure she gave him consent. If she ever told him no, that was that.

With the blanket covering them like a shield she settles beneath Rory. His powerful form resting atop her as they lay on the couch. Her legs easily shifting to wrap around his waist as the slow grind of his hips create beautiful friction between them. Soon her own shirt is being pulled off as well, leaving her in only a bra and the spandex shorts. With the removal of her top their skin now becomes flush against one another. His hands moving across her pale skin, Quinn's body trembles with need. "Rory, you feel so good." She whispers back, head still feeling as though this is a dream. Though could a dream make her moan the way those lips were currently doing? The blondes hands claw at Rory's back, sliding up his body until she can reach his hair tugging on it harshly when he kisses and sucks at a particularly sensitive spot on her neck.

[woodblxssomcrowned]

Happy Sinday friends~ 💕

[avrorean]

     It's a bit of an open secret that the mages of Kinloch Hold are fairly freeform and loose when it comes to their approach to and views on sex. "Everybody was kissing everybody" and all. And to an extent, that's true; despite the presence of a Chantry within the tower, there's a distinct lack of adherence to typical social expectation when it comes to sexual or romantic relationships. I wouldn’t go so far to say that it’s “free love”, as it’s directly in response to restrictions around what relationships they can have, but sex in itself among each other is something they don’t really see the need to restrict for themselves. It's typically casual, but open. Unless you're hurting someone in the process, or are particularly devout, none of the mages really attach shame to it(that includes those who choose to not participate). And since they aren't actually allowed to marry beyond a technicality, they don't view its supposed sanctity as a barrier to find comfort with each other, and there is an open and deep investment in its education as a result. But that's really only part of it.

Absent “standard” relationships, it’s more common to just be very physically affectionate among each other. You see this most in people who very clearly grew up in the Circle; apprentices tend to hang off one another, open clinging of hands or laying over one another - physical affection is straightforward. Even older mages demonstrate levels of this with casual touch and proximity towards each other, though it’s muted through the years of introducing “professionalism” to the lifestyle. It’s far less likely to express romantic attraction to a Fereldan mage than it is comfort around familiars and peers, and as it’s something everyone does, it’s not gonna be sourced to any one person you're connected to if you attract the wrong kind of attention.

But the tales heard outside of Kinloch Hold are much wilder than the truth of it. The Chantry being as it is and its countering views of the subject, there's a degree of catastrophizing from those who are allowed to leave the Tower -- servants, sisters, templars and the like – surrounding the ‘strange and wanton’ practices of the mages on the lake, and thus tales and rumors circulate and grow to outlandish proportions. Hence stories you hear from certain assassins of ritualistic orgies under the full moon. So to outside ears there’s more spins of ‘dens of debauchery’ to couple with the whispers of demons and foul magics.

[belohved]

KERRA, MELT INTO ME- I WANT THIS, I WANT YOU. words spoken on a breath, panted in the parting of their lips, and taryn searches for the truth of them in kerra's eyes just to be sure. found in blown pupils, she can only nod as she captured kerra's mouth with her own, a hungry moan passing between them while taryn held herself above her. she is truly a sight like this, laid out under her with her wild hair blown out around her head- were she not already crowned queen in taryn's mind, she would surely pledge herself then and there. instead, she says quietly as she nuzzled kerra's cheek with her nose. "you have me." kerra will always have her, now until her dying breath and after even that. if taryn has to tell her so every day of their lives together, she will. for now, she will show her love however kerra asks for it. her hand rests on the flat of kerra's stomach, trailing downwards south of her naval and the rest of her body follows suit. her mouth presses into the hollow of kerra's throat, sucking on the delicate flesh there, shifting her body to manoeuvre between her legs. "-i've wanted you since i knew what want was." want and need and craving- she feels it all. her hand travels further down, as taryn dragged her tongue along kerra's throat and down further still. as her fingers slip through curls, taryn moved. her eyes locked on kerra, she sat up between kerra's legs on her knees, the space between spreading kerra's own a little further apart- but her other hand, now no longer needed to hold her up, instead splays over kerra's stomach to hold her still and steady. her roaming hand ventures between the slick folds of her lover's cunt, her thumb seeking out bundled nerves, and taryn expelled a breath as she sank two fingers into the wet heat she's thought of nothing else for many a lonely night. "-gods, kerra." taryn's fingers curled inward, her thumb pressing light pressure on kerra's clit as her other hand pushed downward on kerra's stomach. "still with me, my love?"

[extravagantliar]

be honest... the necklace is a c*ckring

"Yeah, and my dick is this big."

[kaerinio]

when it comes to sex, for dany, there will always be intensity, some deep press, as if she's trying to commit every single second, every single brush, every single touch and atom of the other person(s) to the core of her memory. when it's rough, she throws herself heavily into that rhythm, releasing every binding, diving into the wildness, riding with a hunger and meeting every stroke for stroke . . . devouring. when it's gentle and slow, she luxuriates, embracing the radiance as one would bask in the sun, reaching and caressing, soft, but grinding hard . . . drowning. dany's passion is fire-hot, searing, flaying. and she is a biter, a scratcher, a hair-puller. she will spank and lick and nip and graze skin with her teeth. she is consuming.

[twistxdcrafts]

with: closed (5/5) ( @cardinalstart ) where: dorothy's birthday party / tabitha's halloween party when: halloween fright night

willa loved halloween. as a clothes maker, they enjoyed putting together their costume, and as a queer person, they enjoyed the freedom that halloween allowed. men dressed as women, women dressed as men, and people dressed as whatever and whomever they wanted to. they enjoyed the creativity of themself and others and pure self-expression.

it was also one of the few times they put effort into their make-up. the way they interacted with makeup was the same as clothing - a tool of creativity and self-expression. as a result, the way they did makeup rarely fit into the expectation of highlighting and accentuating femininity. on halloween, willa could wear as much make-up as they wanted, without worrying about any expectations except their own.

this year, they were jareth, goblin king of labyrinth. they had no skill with wigs, so they'd not worn one, but the rest of their costume was intended to be as accurate as possible to the film. including a cod piece, to pay homage to the infamous bowie bulge. so far, it had gotten a laugh from most people.

they'd been invited to the party by tabitha prior, a kind person and a new friend. in the few months willa had been in cardinal hill, tabitha had befriended them and introduced them to others, expanding their social circle graciously and generously. the least willa could do was turn up to a party they were invited to, and to have a good time.

"nice costume." willa told the person with them in the kitchen. willa was putting a drink together with what was available.