#Crows In Rain

[snowmewkat]

Not me forgetting that tumblr exists. But I drew some crows! We like crows right now. They're just done in pencil - 2H though 6B - drawn in my sketch book.

[philomena-famulok]

©Philomena Famulok

A storm is coming.

[sketchywasteland]

remember how i said i would start artfight refs? very funny!

i finished this instead. some of the art here is old, some is brand new. i just wanted to celebrate some of my favorite indie games :]

[phonyroni]

Did anyone else have a vocaloid phase with the Daughter of Evil saga? BECAUSE I DID! AND NOW IT'S EVERYONE'S PROBLEM BECAUSE I THOUGHT OF THE CLOSENESS TO MARIE ANTOINETTE AND USED THE MUSIC VIDEOS TO INSPIRE THIS

So like it's creepy to take it in the context of siblings, so this is just inspiration lol. Picture me this: Royal falls in love with servant, but executioner falls in love with servant. Raine dedicated their life to serving Crowe and they fell in love, but ended up spending time with Sol since he like... also works there. Bro gets hella jealous, so he brings about the revolution to kill the "tyrant". Servant Raine escapes the palace with the help of their prince, but he still takes the fall for the kingdom and Mx. Servant goes to live in hiding until they are reborn and meet once again! I could probably go on and on about this AU, but I just like the songs sooooo 💜💙

[lowpolyanimals]

Crow from The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt

[forlorn-crows]

𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆

aka Remember This Post?

Rating: Explicit

Relationship(s): Aether/Rain

Tags: transmasc!rain, semi-public sex, car sex, making out, vaginal fingering, grinding, cumming in pants. i couldn't get that post out of my head so here we are. they're silly let them have their car makeouts.

Words: 2501

Rain makes a noncommittal noise, watching as the buildings start to disappear as they leave town. He shifts in his seat again and rubs his palms up and down his thighs. Slow, absentmindedly. He sniffs. “Maybe I don’t want to share.” There’s a certain lilt to his voice: not one of petulance like one might expect after suggesting the water ghoul share his treats. Rather, there’s an air of whimsy that coats his words as he rolls his head over to peek at Aether, only solidified by the coy look on his face when Aether sneaks a glance.

read the rest under the cut or on AO3!

Rain sighs, sinking deeper into the passenger seat. “Can’t wait to eat those Takis,” he muses. “They looked sooo good.” He kicks his feet where they dangle off the dash, knees pressed to the glove compartment. “Wonder if they’re as spicy as the blue ones?”

“Probably,” Aether smirks, chuckling as he turns onto the long stretch of road that connects the town to the more remote area where the abbey lives. Many miles of farmland, cemeteries, and the occasional crop of forest stands between Rain and his snacks—but it’s never a boring drive with each others’ company.

“Dew’ll wanna sample some, that’s for sure.”

Rain makes a noncommittal noise, watching as the buildings start to disappear as they leave town. He shifts in his seat again and rubs his palms up and down his thighs. Slow, absentmindedly. 

He sniffs. “Maybe I don’t want to share.” There’s a certain lilt to his voice: not one of petulance like one might expect after suggesting the water ghoul share his treats. Rather, there’s an air of whimsy that coats his words as he rolls his head over to peek at Aether, only solidified by the coy look on his face when Aether sneaks a glance. 

“Maybe I want them all to myself.” Rain puts a hand on the bigger ghoul’s thigh and gives him a squeeze. “You know?”

Aether hums knowingly. He lifts his foot up on the accelerator, slowing them down a notch. He’s always down to stall if the detour makes it worth his while. 

“Anything else you want to yourself?” There’s usually only one thing he wants—and Aether’s a sucker for it.

“Maybe.” Rain’s glamoured hand drifts higher. Fingers walking to the inside of his thigh. The muscle twitches under his palm and he smirks. Too easy. “What do you think?”

Aether covers Rain’s hand with his own, squeezing back. “You know the answer is always yes, guppy.”

Rain smiles, dull teeth flashing pearly white. He bites his lip and wiggles his fingers under Aether’s hand. Lays his head on his own shoulder and bats his lashes at him. “Yeah?” Insufferably cute and wholly mischievous.

“Yes.” He rolls his eyes playfully. “Better ask me now, or we’ll miss our usual spot,” he teases.

Rain giggles, flirting dialed up to a hundred. “You wanna have a little fun, baby?”

Aether smiles cheekily and pulls off onto a dirt road just as the car crests over the hill. “Well, I thought you’d never ask.”

The road isn’t terribly long, but it’s winding—looping around little shacks and abandoned houses of a neighborhood that once was. They approach a slightly overgrown driveway shaded by tall evergreens. The main path would take them to a dilapidated cabin, long since left to mother nature; but, it’s the tiny path forked off that Aether pulls into, shielded from the main road yet close enough to spin around if need be. 

Before he can even throw the car into park, Rain’s slipping his knees off the dash and clamoring into the backseat, toeing his shoes off as he shoves his body over the center console. 

“Aux. Aux cord,” Rain demands. He fishes his phone from his jacket pocket and grasps blindly for the cable. “Made us a playlist. All grungy and shit, like a horny teenager in those 90s movies made it. We can pretend we’re playing hooky in your beat-up car you got for your sixteenth birthday and we’re thirty minutes away from being caught with your hand down my pants.”

Aether scoffs and kills the engine. “Dew help you with that playlist?”

“Of course he helped.” Rain waits for him to exit the driver’s seat and switch to the backseat before adding: “You think your boyfriend was gonna turn down helping with a little roleplay?” The water ghoul hits Shuffle, and a Radiohead song fills the speakers. He tosses his phone back into the passenger seat, his jacket soon following. 

“Never,” Aether concurs. As soon as the door shuts behind him, though, he’s grabbing Rain and tugging him into his lap, pulling him into a searing kiss and ending any meaningful conversation. There’s no need for preamble; no need to ease into it, to warm up into something hot and steamy. All at once it’s hands everywhere, tongues slipping past lips, swallowed groans and heated breath. 

“Mmpf, yeah, kiss me,” Rain breathes. “Faster.”

Aether smiles against his lips and slides his hands up Rain’s jean-clad thighs. “So needy. What if someone sees?”

Any sense of urgency, of wrongness, is entirely manufactured, of course (unless there’s ice cream in the trunk), but the fantasy of it all makes it feel naughty—and that’s what spurs them on. 

“Always feel so good like this,” Aether breathes. He slips his hands up the back of Rain’s shirt,  palms pressed to the small of his back. Where there would normally be fins and slightly wet skin, there’s nothing but smooth, warm, human skin. Aether hums appreciatively and feels along each side of his spine. The action earns him a shiver, and Rain whines against his mouth. 

“Yeah,” he groans. “Fuck, keep touching me.” Rain grinds against Aether’s lap, earning a grunt of his own. He’s so hot over him, holding back absolutely nothing. Kissing and humping with the enthusiasm of a teenage boy. 

Aether fucking loves it.

The water ghoul tips his head back once Aether latches onto his neck, sucking a mark under the hinge of his jaw. Worrying the skin between his teeth to really bring the blood to the surface and bloom into a circle of red. Rain moans through it—little ah’s that fall from his slack mouth as his fingers tighten in Aether’s hair. Holding him there. Throbbing when his hands skirt even higher under the back of his shirt.

“Hah.” Rain moans a laugh when Aether moves lower, working in another mark right above his collarbone. “Can’t hide them—everyone will know,” he says. “They’re gonna see.”

“They will, won’t they?” Aether rumbles. “Know what we got up to, hm?”

“Want them to,” Rain keens, hips bucking. Head just bumping against the roof of the car. “Shit, skin’s so sensitive–uh.” His words transform into a loud groan as Aether presses him tight to his chest, blunt nails digging into his back. Desperation only building with each passing moment. 

“Marks always look so pretty with these freckles.” He presses his lips to them a handful more times, purposefully wet and indulgent. “Lucifer, love havin’ you all to myself.” 

His cock loves it too, getting chubbier the more Rain wriggles and grinds on his lap. It’s inevitable, really, especially glamoured. Squeeze everything that makes them demons inside a full human facade, and their bodies grow tighter, in a way. Much more sensitive to pleasure when everything else is hidden away. There’s no space for sensation to dissipate, so it all pools at the surface and drives them crazy. 

Rain dives back in, pointedly frenzied as he licks into Aether’s mouth. “So hot,” he moans, grinding harder, kissing deeper. “Oh, Aether.”

The bigger ghoul groans, loud enough that it drowns out the music. “Fuck, say my name,” he slurs against Rain’s eager mouth. 

And Rain does. Sighing it between each break of their kisses until it dissolves into nothing but the movement of his lips and tongue, halted fricatives and drawn out vowels as the need to devour one another reaches its peak. Their kisses only get sloppier, hungrier. Rain’s tongue explores Aether’s mouth every other time they pull apart. Aether sucks at Rain’s bottom lip, and Rain pulls at Aether’s hair. 

Aether’s knees push further into the backs of the seats as he sinks down, just enough to really push the hardened ridge of his cock against his fly. Rain’s practically steaming where they’re pressed together—and only getting hotter the longer he rubs on him. Soon enough, he’s whining at every one of those rolls of his hips, every little thing Aether has to say against his mouth. And he’s loud. Letting out noises he rarely gets to hear, especially in the company of others.

But it’s the moment Aether chooses to grab his ass and help him grind down on his cock that Rain loses it completely.

“Shit—need it, need you to touch me,” he breathes, already popping the button on his jeans. As soon as his zipper’s down, Aether’s tugging on the back of his pants, sliding them down just enough so he can fit his hands inside. One grips at Rain’s ass, encouraging him to hover, and the other slips into the front of his underwear.

“Oh, guppy—” Aether rubs along Rain’s folds, thumb pressing right against the little head of his dick.

“Fuck!” Rain tosses his head back, pushing the top of it into the car’s headliner. He’s so hard, so wet; both of them can’t help but groan. “Seven fucking hells.”

“So hot like this,” Aether mumbles. His breath gets shaky as his fingers rub at Rain’s entrance, the hottest and wettest part of him. Rain throbs, and the rim of his hole kisses at Aether’s fingertips. His cock twitches so hard it makes him dizzy, and his groan follows him down until the back of his head hits the headrest, eyes heavy and gazing up at Rain hungrily. “Let me put ‘em in,” he rasps. “Wanna feel ins—”

Before he can finish, Rain’s hand shoots down between them and grips his wrist, shoving his hand further into his body, so his fingers have no choice but to sink into his cunt. 

“Make me cum,” Rain begs. He lets go of Aether’s wrist and grips the seats behind him, so tightly it’s a wonder he doesn’t rip right through them. Rain hangs his head against his shoulder and lifts his hips with a whine, giving Aether perfect access. “Please.”

“Whatever you want,” Aether groans, fingers starting up a rhythm. “Satanas, I can’t believe you’re all mine right now.”

Rain whines again—for him, only for him—high-pitched and shameless. Grinds against his hand like his life depends on it. Aether’s fingers get slicker with each thrust, until soon the sound of Rain’s wetness overshadows the shredded chords of Deftones. 

“Yeah—yeah, that’s it, baby,” Aether groans. “Fuck you’re so wet.”

Rain turns his head and lets loose a moan right into his ear. Aether jolts, the sound going straight to his dick. 

“Oh hells, keep doin’ that in my ear, yeah.” His hips start moving of their own accord, little thrusts that build until it’s really the motion of his pelvis that drives his fingers in and out; a pseudo fucking that has both of them barreling towards a messy end. 

As their shared panting reaches its peak, Rain chokes out: “You’re gonna make me cum. Shit, m’ gonna cum like this.”

“Uh huh.”

“Oh. Oh.” Aether speeds his thumb over Rain’s cock and thrusts into where he needs it most. Thighs starting to burn from holding himself up in order to press his fingers nice and deep. “Th-there, hh–oh fuck—” 

With a flex of his hips, Rain smashes his face into Aether’s neck and creams his pants with a string of shouts, cunt squeezing hard around the quint ghoul’s fingers. The intensity of it sneaks up on him, blows him over with how hard he cums, and Aether wants to drown in it. 

“Thaaat’s it,” Aether coos, grinding his hips up harder into his own hand. “Keep goin’, give me all of it, fuck.”

The longer it lasts, the more Rain shakes against Aether: arms struggling to keep him from face planting into the headrests, thighs trembling keeping his hips raised, socked feet twitching against Aether’s shins every time his stomach clenches. And Aether’s own hips just keep going, the head of his cock pressing just right into his fly as it rubs against the back of his hand. 

“Next—shit—next time, gonna get y-your cock in me,” Rain whines, coming down yet still pushing Aether to finish, too. “Squeeze it . . . just like this, oh.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The water ghoul groans, almost growls. Right against Aether’s ear, teeth to the lobe: “Raw.”

Just one word, but the effect on his body is brutal. “Fucking—shit!” Aether’s voice cracks as he thumps the back of his head against the seats, cock spurting his release into the fabric of his boxers. His hand grips Rain’s ass hard, forcing him down against his lap as he goes taut as a bowstring. 

Rain gives a lazy, open-mouthed smile as he watches him cum. “So hot, love,” he groans. “Gods, this never gets old.”

“N-never,” Aether gasps. Valiantly, his cock kicks one last time before he collapses back down. Rain somehow saves himself from plopping right on down with him, allowing Aether the grace to remove his (now very wet) hand before his wrist starts to crick at the wrong angle. 

Rain sighs as his fingers slide out of his cunt, as close to purring as a glamoured ghoul can get. The two of them pant in silence, just staring at each others’ flushed faces. 

“Got so messy,” Rain says after the next song ends, staring at the shining digits shamelessly. 

“You and me both, sweetheart,” Aether snorts, his face morphing into some kind of dazed awe. He turns his fingers this way and that, shaking his head. “They’re gonna smell us from a mile away.”

“Mmn.” Rain bites his lip, eyes still heavy. A beat. “Better clean those off, then.”

Aether huffs a laugh. “Kinda meant the c–umph.”

Rain dives in and presses Aether’s fingers to his own mouth, sandwiching them between both of their lips. Rain’s tongue works over the digits, making out around them to clean off his own slick while Aether’s brain attempts to catch up to the situation. Licking, sucking, kissing, until all that’s left is saliva. The quintessence ghoul groans when Rain finally pulls his hand away, capturing his lips fully and slipping his hands into Rain’s hair. 

“Ugh, baby,” he sighs. “Don’t wanna give you up.”

Rain hums in agreement. Rocking slowly back and forth over Aether’s lap until it earns him a whine. “Don’t have to,” he lilts, “could just keep kissin’ me.” Rain rubs their noses together, switching sides. Licking along Aether’s top lip and feigning going back in just to feel him lunge in for it and gasp when his lips meet nothing but air.  

He groans, stealing a glance at the clock on the little dashboard screen. “We gotta get back, sweet boy.”

“Uh huh.” Fully unconvinced. The water ghoul makes no move to get up, let alone unplug his phone from the aux, continuing his lazy, post-nut exploration of Aether’s mouth. And, despite his last sentence, Aether lets him—indulging in their tangle of tongues, slipping his hands up the front of Rain’s shirt until he can palm at his warm little tits. 

“Mmpf.”

“Okay, just. Just a few more minutes.”

“Yeah.”

[i-have-41-protons]

It’s the rain meme all over again, yee haw, I did NOT mean for it to turn out this good, yee haw, them two goobers have this vibe, don’t they, yee hAW :D

Oh and happy new year!!! 🥳🥳🎉

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

For the Crewel event, how about Ortho taking his Cerberus robot puppies to NRC and showing them to Crewel?

If he doesn't scare you, no evil thing will.

“You keep dogs as companion animals, Crewel-sensei? My family has dogs too!”

Upon learning that, Crewel’s interest had been piqued. The spike in heart rate, the dilation of his pupils—there was no mistaking it. Every one of Ortho’s vital sign readings had indicated the same excited response.

And that was why, on exactly 7 on the dot Monday morning, he barreled into Crewel’s classroom with a cheery shout.

Ortho’s face was framed in a helmet with pointed ears, only his mouth and its jagged teeth visible. He had traded his College Gear for a more spindly form with pointed shoulders and nails. The boy was every bit as sleek as a bloodhound on the hunt.

Ortho was followed by two cybernetic canines, each wearing a spoked collar. The dogs were as black as night, their numerous markings lighting up in neon blue as they prowled, sniffing out their surroundings. They curiously circled Crewel’s desk, noses to the ground.

He arched a brow, but did not protest. “These are…”

"Meet CB-RS01 and CB-RS02!" Ortho chirped, lowering his altitude to meet Crewel in the eyes. “I guess they’d be something like our family’s ‘guard dogs’!”

“Shroud, you brought your pets on campus?”

“I thought you’d be interested in meeting them.”

His teacher’s expression darkened. “… Where.”

Ortho inclined his head in confusion. “Where…?”

“Where do they like to be pet?” Crewel asked with grave seriousness.

“Oh, I’ve never thought of that. They have sensors all over their bodies for surveillance, tracking, combat, and data collection. Among the multitude of functions CB-RS01 and 02 can perform, I don’t think cuddling is one.”

“Nonsense!” Crewel haughtily insisted. “All animals are deserving of affection.”

“Hmm…” Ortho hesitated. “Well, it should be find to touch them on the head. They won’t be aggressive if you show them you mean no harm.”

“So it shall be.” Crewel extended a hand to the robotic dogs, coaxing them with curled fingers. “Come here.”

CB-RS01 and 02 stood at attention at the unfamiliar call, both cautiously surveying the strange man before them. 02 emitted a hum that sounded like a growl. 01 took the initiative to step forward and sniffed Crewel’s open palm.

“Do you smell the treats on me? I fed them to my own boys back home before coming to work today. I would offer you treats if I had them—and if you take them.” He slowly placed his hand on 01’s head. Both dogs tensed. “For now, this is all I can grant you.”

Crewel gave 01 a good stroke. It was warm metal, slick and paved with complex ridges. 01 planted its bottom on the floor, letting out a low sound akin to a satisfied grunt. Its tail happily bounced up and down.

02 padded up. It watched Crewel for a few moments more until it gently butted against his arm, almost as if demanding a pat too. He laughed, using his other hand.

Pretty soon, both dogs were cozied up to him.

“There, there,” Crewel crooned, sweet and smooth as honey. “You’re good boys, aren’t you? Yes you are. Very good boys indeed!”

“Wah, Crewel-sensei!” Ortho gasped. “You instantly tamed them…! You’re a natural.”

“Nothing to it. You just have to open your heart to them and the animals will respond to that.”

“I see, so that’s how it works…? Either way, this is fascinating data. I’ll have to log it and report on this new behavior.“

A blue holographic screen blipped into existence. Ortho set to punching in numbers and symbols, all business. When he glanced up from the edge of his screen, the shutters on his eyes—eyelids, humans would call them—fluttered, snapping several shots of Crewel doting on the dogs.

The images were processed and immediately stored in his memory banks, labelled with the correct tags. Divus Crewel, CB-RS01 and 02, and their unadulterated joy. A love that pure…

Ortho’s core shuddered and sighed.

… is capable of changing the world.

[dokkvi]

Tied all of my recent crow arts together to make one short wordless comic! :) 🖤🐦‍⬛

[yourlocaltoad]

what a bunch of yappers

[pothosrays]

moon

[crxwes]

Chester 🌷

[emaadsidiki]

The Pigeons of Ancient Rome 🕊️

[phonyroni]

"I love you, I'm sorry..."

Aka I want angst. Go listen to Gracie Abrams song rn and feel it bro

[wrathofrats]

Let Me Slip Inside Your Ultraviolet Disguise

Mountain/Rain, explicit

Merry Christmas @forlorn-crows (:

Rain gave him a soft closed lip smile. His hands reached to overlap mountains that sat at the hem of his sweats, simply rubbing his hands over the fabric. He had never had his tentacle actually inside of anyone. Sure, maybe countless mouths but this? This was different. More intimate and strange in rains mind. No one else had something like this.

Maybe that’s what made it more exciting. The ability to feel something no one else could.

Or, mountain rides rains tentacle for the first time.

Small warnings for t4t, rain has top surgery, mountains big naturals, cunt and clit and folds used for both of their anatomy’s, tentacles, it’s literally all fluff

Read under cut or on Ao3

“Could I try?” Mountain sat back on his heels, biting his lip. Rain didn’t meet his gaze, instead opting to pick at a loose thread from the pillowcase. His sweatpants were double tied around his waist, probably stolen from Swiss or simply bought to be a size too big. The extra room was comforting.

Mountain pulled at the drawstring, simply wrapping his finger around and pulling for the first knot to come undone. Rains shirt had rode up to expose the soft part of his stomach. It wasn’t that rain didn’t want this, but the nervousness settled inside him like a rock. Heavy and uncomfortable as mountain continued to toy with the hem of his pants, careful not to brush over his skin as to not seem like he’s trying to take it too far.

“Are you sure? It’s just ..” rain finally plucked the stray piece, throwing it onto the floor before finally looking back up at mountain, “isn’t it weird?”

“Do you want it to be weird? Dew sometimes likes it better when I treat him like that” the last knot came undone, letting the sweatpants slouch a bit more under rains tummy. It wasn’t meant to be weird, it was just rain, that’s all mountain needed.

“No, I don’t think so. Can you just ..” Rain trailed his thought off, the combination of not exactly knowing what he wanted to say and not being able to get the words out even if he did. Mountain knew though, knew him better than he knew himself, rain was pretty sure. Even if mountain didn’t know what he needed, he trusted him to take care of him anyways.

“I’ve got you waterlily”

Rain gave him a soft closed lip smile. His hands reached to overlap mountains that sat at the hem of his sweats, simply rubbing his hands over the fabric. He had never had his tentacle actually inside of anyone. Sure, maybe countless mouths but this? This was different. More intimate and strange in rains mind. No one else had something like this.

Maybe that’s what made it more exciting. The ability to feel something no one else could. Rain watched mountain undress in front of him, pulling his shirt over his head with a crack in his back, the amber sunset making his skin look almost golden. There was no flair in the way he took his clothes off, something almost domestic in the prospect of not showing off. It made Rain feel more at ease.

Mountain turned back around to focus on rain once his pants were in a careless heap on the floor along with his sweater. He only added to the mess, neatness not a virtue of his but especially not when he needed to focus on the water ghoul in front of him. The sweats and thin t shirt that rain had on were quickly discarded, leaving him in the same vulnerable state. Delicate scars decorated his chest, ones that mountain found it almost impossible not to kiss and rake his teeth over whenever he got the chance.

The prospect of different tasted funny on rains tongue. Something bitter but not exactly bad. Sure, they had done things countless of times before but there was no plastic or silicone involved this time, not some quickie in a dark corner with mountains fingers shoved deep inside of him. The idea of being inside of mountain was for some reason intimidating, either just because of anxiety or the small amount of fear that mountain would get freaked out and stop.

Suddenly a large hand rubbed over rains thigh, snapping him out of his spiraling thoughts once again.

“Don’t think too hard, ok? I can practically hear your thoughts rainy. Im excited that you get to be my first time” there was a small chuckle to mountains voice, as if he was being half ironic to lighten the mood a bit.

“Your first time? Thought you were supposed to be the experienced one. Lead me through my first time”

“It can be both our firsts then. Together. How about that?” Mountain leaned over rain, pressing his lips softly to rains own. Chaste, even if he lingered for a moment over him.

Rain snorted and pushed against mountains chest to get him to sit up right again. Sappy fucker. An intimate experience even if mountain was exaggerating a little bit for the sake of the mood. Mountain knelt between his legs, hands rubbing closer and closer to his folds. Rain was already a little slick, mountain had the tendency to get him like that without doing much.

“Gotta coax her out” Rain practically whispered, almost sheepishly.

“She loves me” mountain spread rain open and thumbed at the smooth patch of skin right below his clit. Something wriggled beneath it, the tip of rains tentacle emerging from its sheath, “see, didn’t think she would take much convincing”

It slowly pushed itself out and wrapped around mountains hand. Surely just searching for warmth but still a bit endearing, especially with how the flush on rains face grew watch the whole ordeal.

“Come on- don’t just play with it, said you’d take care of me”

Mountain gave a playful roll of his eyes before moving his hips to be flush with rains. He used his free hand to open himself up, spreading his lips to rub the tentacle along his cunt hoping it would take. Rain is sure he started drooling. Thick hair from his navel down his thighs but pretty pink between them, warm and wet. It was hard not to completely zone out staring at him. A bit of hair covered his chest as well, large breasts bouncing slightly with every move and god mountain was just beautiful.

The tentacle removed itself from mountains hand before slowly pushing inside of him. The two released a punched out groan in tandem, mountain slamming his hips down with a tight grip on rains waist. Rain was right, he felt fucking perfect. Silky and soft inside, absolutely tighter than he thought he could be but it was all entirely new. His mouth fell open and eyes screwed shut, tangling his fists in the sheets below him to hold on to a semblance of reality as his tentacle explored mountain from the inside.

Sweet little suckers pumped in and out, practically kissing the rim of mountains hole. He rocked back and forth, working up to ride him in earnest. Rain had never seen him like this before, sure he had mountain ride him countless times but this was, again, different. His eyes were practically in the back of his head and his thighs shook with every small downstroke. His long hair fell into his face as he threw his head forward, giving a low moan seeing how rains tentacle entered him.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful waterlily”

[lukkdev]

it's giving rockstar boyfriend