#and that resulted in this drawing hhhh

[littleblueclown]

I desperately urge everyone to listen to Home by Cavetown while thinking about this boy because I did and this is what resulted from it

He'll be okay he just took a hard tumble and also doesn't remember that much of anything or about anyone and also has the weight of the world on his shoulders and also all his weapons break after like 5 attacks which is really annoying for him to deal with and also-

[im-smart-i-swear]

Stickbug and his awkward i-didnt-even-want-to-be-in-this-photo smile

[ninja-go-to-therapy]

we want that bam bam pop

4 u <3 hap borth

1,773 words

please note that the following is entirely mediocre porn without plot; read at your on discretion

Kai slammed Cole against the wall a little more roughly than he’d wanted, eliciting a strangled sort of yelp from Cole’s throat. Kai rolled with it, though, immediately moving to kiss his boyfriend as roughly as he dared like his life depended on it. He let go of Cole’s wrists, one hand moving to Cole’s shoulder while the other moved to grasp at his hair, fingers tangling into the locks.

Cole, for his part, stayed pressed against the wall while leaning into the kiss, hands settling around Kai’s waist. He moaned into the kiss appreciatively, hands starting to slide up Kai’s back ever so slightly.

Kai responded by pushing slightly, pressing his body against Cole’s. Cole’s mouth parted in response, which Kai took full advantage of by deepening the kiss further, as though he were trying to meld into the man before him.

Heat bloomed in Kai’s chest, pooling down into his stomach. The warmth of Cole’s body against his added to it, magmatic heat meeting Kai’s fire in a way that made Kai want to melt.

They remained like that for a bit, exploring each others’ mouths with their own, their bodies pressed together, hips starting to grind almost in rhythm with their soft moans.

Kai pulled away from the kiss, a trail of saliva following him.

Good god, his boyfriend was beautiful like this. Lips flushed and parted, decorated with flecks of drool. Pupils blown wide, like deep holes that Kai could get lost in. Some of Cole’s hair was plastered to his face with sweat, his cheeks and ears flushed.

Kai imagined he looked pretty similar.

Grinning, Kai tugged slightly at Cole’s hair, Cole following the motion and exposing his neck. With his other hand, Kai started on undoing Cole’s top, his mouth already moving to press kisses to Cole’s jawline.

The sensation of Cole’s stubble against Kai’s lips—and the way it was melting Kai’s brain—wasn’t helping with this whole “taking off a shirt one-handed” thing.

Cole snorted good-naturedly at Kai’s struggle, exhaling sharply when Kai’s teeth caught against his skin. “Here babe,” he managed, breathless at Kai’s ministrations, “let me hel—”

Kai tugged at Cole’s hair sharply, Cole’s breath hitching at the sensation. “No.” He hissed, between one hickey and the next. “I’m taking care of you tonight.” After another second in which he failed to make much progress with the shirt, he relinquished his grasp on Cole’s hair, pulling back from Cole’s neck to get a proper view of what he was doing.

Within seconds, the top had been undone enough to expose Cole’s shoulders and chest, his nipples pebbling instantly in the slightly cooler air.

The air didn’t stay cool for long before Kai was once again pressing his face into the crook of Cole’s neck, going straight for that sweet spot that always made Cole melt.

Cole gasped, covering his mouth with a hand to stifle the next moan that came out.

Kai sucked a little harder, drawing even more sound from Cole.

Good.

“Hah—Kai—” Cole breathed, “Are we—hhhh—are we gonna m—ohh—make it to the bed this—hah—time?” Anything else he might have said was cut off as Kai pressed his mouth against Cole’s again.

Cole did have a point, though. Fucking against the wall was sexy, sure, but it wasn’t what Kai wanted tonight.

Kai finished undoing Cole’s shirt, moaning into the kiss as he pried Cole from the wall to wrap his arms around him.

Cole leaned into the touch, hips twitching against Kai’s as Kai led him to the bed and shoved him onto it. The result was Cole sitting on the bed, Kai standing above him, both of them flushed and hard and wanting.

Kai wasted no time in removing Cole’s shirt all the way, pressing kisses to Cole’s forehead as he did. Cole responded in turn by grasping at Kai’s shirt, sliding it up and over Kai’s shoulders when Kai pulled back to let him.

Cole scooted back a bit to get his legs on the bed, crossing them in front of himself. He was shirtless, his chest and stomach on full display, Kai’s shirt still held in his hands. Kai’s dick twitched at the sight���god, he wanted to be sucking those tits so badly, Cole’s chest hairs brushing against his face—and that stomach, soft yet firm and decorated with stretch marks like tiger stripes was doing things to Kai’s poor dick—but he held firm and turned towards the dresser, shucking off his pants as he hunted down the lube.

“You got the condoms?” He asked, voice roughed by the arousal, dick still straining against his boxers.

Behind him, Cole huffed, leaning back on the bed with a slight creak as he removed his own pants. “On the nightstand.” He grunted.

Ah! There it was. Kai grabbed the lube and turned around. He made his way back over to Cole, setting the lube by the condoms before grabbing Cole’s shoulders and gently pushing.

Cole let Kai push him down onto his back, looking up at his boyfriend as he did.

There was nothing but tenderness in those eyes.

Kai took a moment to appreciate his boyfriend from where he was kneeling between his thighs. The way Cole’s hair spread across the pillow, some of it still matted to his forehead from sweat; the flush of his face, lips parted and eyes half-lidded—Kai drew his hands along every curve of his body, from his shoulders to his tits to his stomach to his thighs. Kai’s hands made their way back up to Cole’s stomach, kneading at the flesh appreciatively. He leaned forwards, his mouth going to work on those tits.

Cole sighed in contentment and pleasure, one of his hands straying towards his crotch.

“Nope,” Kai teased, batting Cole’s hand away, his mouth moving down Cole’s body slowly. “No touching, babe.” His voice softened, “I’m taking care of you tonight, okay?”

“Nnnh,” Cole responded, “Hurry up then.” He muttered, hands reaching to hold Kai’s shoulders.

Kai huffed, hands moving to the hem of Cole’s boxers. He slid them down slowly, not once taking his mouth away from the trail of hickies he was making.

Cole, for lack of anything else to do, moved to cover his mouth with his hand, stifling and muffling the moans. His dick twitched as Kai finally pulled his boxers low enough to set it free, already half-hard.

Kai stroked Cole’s dick a few times, flicking his thumb over the slit for good measure, mouth finally hitting the beginnings of Cole’s happy trail.

Cole hissed through his teeth, back arching ever so slightly. His head fell back with another moan as Kai’s mouth ghosted over his cock.

But then Kai withdrew his hands, sitting back up on his knees.

Cole whined at the sudden lack of touch. “Sparky—”

“Hands and knees,” Kai ordered, sliding down his own boxers and reaching for the condom.

Cole obliged, turning over and settling on his hands and knees, his boxers settling around his knees.

Kai pumped his own dick a few times before sliding on the condom, knowing that if he didn’t put it on now he’d forget to do it later. Once that was done, he grabbed the lube, pouring a generous amount into his hand.

Cole’s breath hitched when Kai’s finger pushed at his entrance, cool lube a contrast to Kai’s warmth. A full gasp escaped him when Kai pushed his finger in, pumping in and out a few times to start loosening Cole up.

“Ohh—” Cole shuddered as Kai gently pushed a second finger in, scissoring motions sending a shiver down his spine. “Dude—”

Kai chose that moment to add a third finger. “That feel good, pebble?”

“Y-yeah.” Cole pushed back against Kai’s hand.

“Well,” Kai chuckled breathlessly, “It’s about to feel really good.” He withdrew his hand fully, Cole whimpering at the loss.

Kai took a quick moment to apply some lube to his dick, then—

Cole gasped when Kai pushed in, the burn of it making his own dick twitch.

Once he was all the way in, Kai stilled, leaning forwards and pressing his chest flush against Cole’s back while he gave Cole a moment to adjust.

Cole moaned, hips twitching. “Hotstuff, c’mon—start moving already.”

“If you say so,” Kai mumbed into Cole’s neck, wrapping his arms around Cole’s stomach as he started moving.

Cole moaned, his own hips responding in kind as Kai pounded into him. “Ffffuck, Kai—babe—hah—I love you—hnnn—I love you so much—” He babbled a bit more before words failed him, moaning out a goddamn symphony of sound as Kai railed him.

“You’re so good—hah—to me,” Kai praised, picking up the pace, “So—hhh—sweet, so perfect—ah—” He buried his face in Cole’s neck again, moaning and praising into the flesh. One of his hands moved to squeeze Cole’s tit, the other moving to give some much needed attention to Cole’s twitching cock.

Any and all coherent thought left Cole’s brain at that—not that there had been much left once Kai started pounding his prostate—and any sense of embarrassment at being noisy left him entirely.

“That’s right,” Kai managed, “That’s right baby, sing—hnnnn—sing for me.” He stroked Cole’s dick at a quicker pace, now, in time with his own thrusts.

“Ah—Kai—” Cole managed, voice gravelled from the sex, “I’m gonna—”

“Do it then,” Kai gasped, nearing the edge himself. His voice dropped low, “Cum for me, Cole.”

Cole buried his face in the pillows to muffle the scream, dick twitching in Kai’s hand as he came. He panted, body slicked with sweat and stomach slicked with semen, hips bucking a few more times.

Kai didn’t last much longer, the satisfaction of bringing his boyfriend to completion and the heat of Cole’s ass sending him over the edge himself.

For a moment, they both lied there, Kai pressed against Cole’s back.

“Fuck.” Kai muttered, pulling out with a groan. “That felt good.”

Cole grunted in response, rolling onto his side.

Kai chuckled, removing the condom and tying it off. “Love you too babe.” He tossed the condom towards the wastebasket, not caring if he missed or not—right now, the only thing he cared about was cuddling with his boyfriend.

Cole’s chest was just as sweaty as Kai figured it’d be. He buried his face in it anyway, reveling in the afterglow.

“Kai,” Cole huffed, breath hot against Kai’s forehead, “you do realize you’re lying in a puddle of sweat and jizz right now, right?”

Kai hummed. “Don’ care.” He muttered. ‘Like cuddlin with you.”

Cole huffed in amusement, throwing his arm out to wrap around Kai. “Fine.” He conceded. “We’ll clean up later.”

They deserved a good cuddle.

[spaceratprodigy]

✏ WIP Whenever ✏

Thank you for the tag @the-lastcall 💖💫

For once I actually had some wips over on my priv this week that I could share!

I'm currently working on a very sweet drawing of nicky and iris! It's tbh a redraw of something I made months ago and I didn't like the result so Take Two Baby! (It took me so long to sketch that out hhhh anatomy and perspective I WILL fight you).

And also drawing faith bullying max. Genuinely the only reasoning is because I was really sad and it made me laugh.

This year I've been taking a step back to reflect on my relationship with my art and learning how to have fun again! So that's why I've been bouncing around so much with lots of Cute and Silly doodles. They're really helping me get out all the ideas in my brain without absolutely draining me and honestly I'm way more energized and excited for when I DO actually work on bigger illustrations! I've been in a much better place this year in terms of creating so I'm very thankful for everyone who has been so kind and supportive while I make lots of silly self-indulgent stuff for my Big Comfort interests 💖🥺💖

I'm normally too shy to tag people but if anyone out there wants to share what they're working on I'd love to see it!

[fr-thecollectors]

hhhh I keep making Whispering Forest lore more and more complicated aklsd;jlsk

I've gotten to the point that I've started developing different classifications for the forest's creatures??? I'm gonna need to find another new bio code for my dragons at this point just to fit everything oops (not really I love the one I use too much I'll just add another section ajskdl;jasd)

Energy Manifestations: General entities, often referred to as "spirits." the forest creates them to fulfill certain tasks (ex. [Torgin] is intended to draw others into the forest so they can be lost, [Castor] keeps the Mother away from Torgin so she can't shoo them away from potential victims)

True Spirits: Dragons (or other creatures) that have died within the forest, and now their spirits wander. true spirits come in different "strengths," and the older ones can often pass as dragons and interact with things with little difficulty. many of them have no memories of their lives. there's actually a true spirit who lives among the Collectors, albeit at the outer edge of their territory since Embra's warding magic makes it hard for [Tailais] to be too far in

Angels: not angel in the biblical sense, but rather guardians of various things. angels are tasked with a singular thing (or group of related things) to guard with their lives. they're often referred to as guardians instead. [Blitz] is an angel, tasked with protecting children. [Arahael] protects dragons from the forest itself and its manifestations. those who lose their keeps are instead fallen angels

Deities: Various gods. Some of them include [Mother Nature], the [world-creator], and the [heart of the forest]

Claimed: Sentient beings who have had their identities claimed by the forest. [Ellipsis] is a claimed. she has no memories of her past life, her name, her original purpose; now she serves as a wanderer. other claimed may trick others into going dangerous places, vandalize certain types of structures, etc. depending on what the forest required at the time of claiming them

Wanderers: Often claimed, though not all wanderers are. they're like reapers, finding and stealing souls and identities for the forest. the dream-siblings [Ricben] and [Kutta] are wanderers, who walk through others' dreams to steal them away; those who have their dreams stolen can never dream again, and many lose a part of themselves in the process. Ellipsis takes the souls of non-sentients and fuses them with those of a dragon. Oftentimes, the dragons become lost within themselves and begin to unknowingly serve the forest.

Half-Claimed: Those who have lost part of themselves to the forest, but weren't completely lost; be it from outside intervention, escaping, or making a deal with only part of their soul as payment, for some examples. [Darklight], leader of the Collectors, is a half-claimed; a result of his payment to an energy manifestation for his safe travel to the center of the forest. A number of other Collectors are also half-claimed for various reasons

Spirit-Touched: Those with unusual qualities that can't be explained away by genetics or mutations. It's believed their birth/hatching coincided with a spike in the forest's energies in the area, resulting in children with such qualities. [Senca] is a spirit-touched, having lionsnake qualities for no explainable reason. Special eyes are often also a sign of a spirit-touched, though the eyes can often be the only anomaly in such cases

Amalgamates: Dragons or other sentients who have had their souls fused with that of another creature or sentient. [Tages] had his soul fused with an owl's; [Lyndel] with a wolf's; and [Gharil] with a raven's. The trio also had their own souls partially fused so they're unable to get too far from one another; the fusion was interrupted by Arahael, making it incomplete and allowing them to keep their own identities

Wardens: Living statues, brought to life by various means - sometimes spirit possession, magic, or other means. They often guard entrances to places the forest doesn't want dragons to enter--though some wardens are benevolent toward dragons, suggesting that not all (or perhaps even any of them) are a result of the forest's energy and are separate from it. [Garland] stands in the middle of a bright clearing--the largest clearing in the forest. The clearing is in a state of eternal dawn, and endangered dragons can huddle at the feet of her statue; she'll shift to encompass them in her wings until the danger passes, then return to her original pose.

Watchers: Various types of flora that's more alive than it should be. They serve as the forest's eyes and ears. [Neorveinad] is a cluster of mushrooms that constantly change locations; they listen for others' secrets and then begin to whisper them to any who may hear them. [Snake] is a type of bush that grows in the forest; the Collectors named these bushes for the phrase "snake in the grass." Among the bushes' beautiful flowers, eyes also lay hidden among their thorns. They serve as the forest's eyes, and if a Snake is seen by an unclaimed dragon, it won't be long before the forest sends a manifestation after them

....I'm sure I'll add more as I keep working on bios, finishing projects, and expanding my lair....

[averagemagienjoyer]

|| CARETAKERS OF THE RUKH, PROTECTORS OF KING SOLOMON’S WILL ||

Flower Maidens WIP 👀✨

[hobo-dragon]

Yes

[whrrlwind-a]

*:･ﾟ✧ sighs in “ i can’t focus on doing anything writing wise bc my shitty fuckin adhd brain keeps stopping me from functioning like a normal person ”

[akumeis]

aymeric’s the kinda dude who gets bored && falls down a wikipedia hole at least once a week. he knows far too much about shit that no one else cares about or even knows of. he can && he WILL use any opportunity afforded to him to start going on about what he knows of the london beer flood or the sacred band of thebes. 

[natsumiheart]

rest

Jkjk thanks XD 

I’ll try to take a break soon maybe! that harumota video and saiouma comic made after one another ended me tbh

[wicked--cryptid]

These silly omnics are so charming

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hi! I recently got into Castlevania and it's super exciting ✨ every episode has me on the edge of my seat HHHH

Could I request Alucard x short and weakling reader, please? I'm v short (5 ft tall) and I have no physical strength whatsoever JSJSJS I'd be very thankful if you could make this silly little request a reality, but no pressure if you don't want to ^^

A/n: I’m like 5’2 last time I checked my height but I ain’t afraid to go for the knees. Other then that I’d be happy to make your request a reality as there’s no such thing as a silly request.

A/n: Found out this mf is 5’11 (without boots) and 6’3 (with boots)

He’s a teaser, whether or not this is in character for Alucard is a topic for another time but I presume that he’d be a teasing son of a bitch despite his gentlemanly persona. He totally not above using you as a armrest nor holding your belongings above you head, refusing to give them back in favour for a kiss or something along those lines with a teasing smirk of his. This doesn’t come from a place of maliciousness but out of love because he does indeed love you and refuses to let anyone *read: Trevor* think that means they get a pass to insult your height freely without taking in consideration of your feelings towards said subject. Which is why he doesn’t do it often because he values your emotional state more then most.

Protective, Alucard can’t, won’t and refuses to fathom the possibility of loosing you and it doesn’t help that those thoughts plague his mind from time to time no matter how safe either of you were currently there was always gonna be a danger not too far behind whether he can see it coming or not; As a result it made him wanting more then to make sure you were safe from all harm that sometimes he treats you as though your made out of porcelain, easily breakable.

Sweetheart, that’s what he is, an absolute sweetheart who’d take care of your every need and requirement and probably quotes “as you wish” on the daily with a wink. He’d draw you close against him when cold and draping his cloak over your shoulders when you asked but catches you when you trip over it to avoid potential injuries whilst scolding you lightly. He may seem cold at first but it doesn’t take long to learn that he just needs some tender loving care and unyielding loyalty. He’s also a cuddle bug. He’d love to bring you close to his chest so he could hold you tightly as though he was protecting you from everything and presses sweet kisses whether possible. Would he measure his hand against yours? Yes. Why? Because I said so.

[kikorenart]

Heyo! I wanna ask this: Are there any references you would recommend when drawing Silco and Vander? Especially when they were young like in the flashback? I've been meaning to draw them but there aren't many refs.

Honestly my style for Silco and Vander has been a journey of staring at their faces in screen caps and imagining what things would be like if I took a clothes peg to the backs of their necks like a disgusting lil skin ponytail and went from there.

I’ve also studied the drowning scene a few too many times and also use other artists interpretations to incorporate into my art style. The result is a Silco and Vander who are most likely way prettier than they actually are but I ain’t changing my ways anytime soon hhhh

[nijicx]

Apologies if you've been asked this 10000 times but I'm such a fan of your work and have been for years, it's because of you I got into bnha and started making my own oc's in that universe! My question is, do you have any tips for how to consistently draw your characters? Every time I draw mine, they look a little different each time (I think I have the opposite of 'same-face-syndrome', where whenever I draw the same character more than once, they look like distant cousins, at best, than the same character). You draw your characters so well and so consistently that I'm envious of how you can do so. This is already dragging on but I also wanted to ask if you know any good tutorials/tips to make a decent full-body reference, too, because yours are so good and I only have bust-up references thus far for mine because I struggle with making full-body look...real, and not stiff and clunky, y'know? Sorry this is an essay and a half, thanks in advance, or sorry you had to see all this, I hope you're having a great day/night where you are!! (TL,DR: do you have any tips on consistently drawing oc's, and how to make good full-body references? Thank you!)

HHHH Well first of all thankyou ;__; Not just for putting up with me all this time, but for saying such considerate things~ I wish I could say I agree that I draw consistently, but sometimes my work is all over the place. When I feel like I'm getting too off-model, I return to the basics! Which is re-visiting their basic shapes, and mapping out their proportions. I'll use Winston as an example since he's my main boy, but he's literally and figuratively a block-head.

So whenever I draw him, I try and remember his head is a big rectangle with a small rectangle as his chin and usually I can really reign in his look by just doing some very simple mapping out in my sketch-phases. Having a good ref really helps with this. I tend to draw all my characters in 3/4 (bad habit i know) but its good to doodle what they'd look like from the front and side at least, that way you have it on hand to slap onto a layer and adjust the opacity, so you can check your own work to make sure you're in the right ballpark when you're uncertain.

Besides that, practice! Practice and your consistency will improve boatloads~ The same goes for drawing bodies, every day before I started drawing, I'd look through pinterest, google and pose sites for poses I thought looked fun, and I quickly did figure studies of them before I drew what I actually wanted to draw that day.

This is the result of quite a few days worth of studies, but if you do a couple every day, you'll find yourself becoming more familiar with how the body works, and your poses will become less stiff. (Though, I shouldn't talk bc a lot of my character work lately has been super stiff and clunky ^^;) Remember to play around with different body types too, your cast will feel more realized if everyone has a difference in proportion and shape~ I'm definitely not the best explainer, but I hope this helped a little bit ;__; Thankyou for staying with me so long and if you have additional questions you know where to send em!

[secondhand-trash]

Centrifugal Force

Kinktober 2020 — sex swing

A/N: I struggled MAJORLY with this one and especially because I started a new job around the same time I got stuck on this so I put it to the side for a while (a while means a week, I worked on this for a week). I do hope it turns out decent hhhh

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x f!reader

Description: An unconventional gift from his friends opened up a whole new world for the both of you.

Warning: sex swing (does this count as some type of bondage idk tbh), face fucking, vaginal penetration, creampie

Word count: 3026

-

It started as a harmless joke.

The news of the former setter’s successful proposal subsequently revived the Fukurodani volleyball club group chat from the state of a few messages here and there during birthdays and holidays to what could rival its bombard of messages at it’s prime. The messages poured in almost immediately as the news went live with a subtle picture of the silhouettes of your bodies embraced together against the glimmering sea, the subtle spark of the diamond on your finger almost unnoticeable under the dark sky.

“We should do something for Akaashi and y/n!” the former captain said in the chat, accompanied with a dozen of emojis that looked like the text came straight out of a spam bot’s chat history.

And so a new group chat was formed, one without the groom-to-be. At some point, they added people from other schools who might be able to make a valid contribution. It ended up being chaos, utter chaos as they probably should have expected. Suggestions were all over the place, some seemingly more reasonable while others might earn them a stern glare from the one member who was missing from the chat. They ended up listing everything out and doing a draw to see what they should do, handing the job of making the randomisation to poor Tsukishima who really, really did not ask for this.

The chat fell into silence for a while, everyone waiting for Tsukishima to show up again bearing the final results.

The speech bubble popped up, only for it to go back down after a short few seconds before it showed up again. Everyone watched as Tsukishima typed and stopped and typed again, until he sent out a screenshot that had everyone freezing in place.

Until everyone started cussing out the one person who suggested that sending a sex swing to a newly engaged couple was a good idea.

-

Akaashi was certain that the delivery came to the wrong address when he got the parcel.

“Hm? But it specifically says it’s for mr Akaashi Keiji?”

Akaashi stared at the very tall, very large box with a lot of concern and an equal amount of guesses as to what it might be in his head. It really had his name on the receipt with no sender, so it was not a mistake on the shipment agent’s part. 

He wasn’t sure if he wanted to keep opening the parcel or not when he sliced the seals open to find a card laying on top.

“We hope you will have fun with this but if you don’t, just know that it is Kuroo’s suggestion. Congratulations on the engagement!”

Akaashi felt his head pound at the letters that were scrawled on the piece of paper. He had a bad feeling on what it might be, and it seemed like his predictions were correct when he moved the card away to see the label plastered across the items in the parcel.

Akaashi was not usually a foul-mouthed person, but what the fuck was this supposed to mean?

“Keiji, what is this-” you peered over his shoulder to see what he was crouching over, and stopped in place when you saw what was inside, “why, I didn’t know you’re into this...”

“I did not get this...”

“If I knew you were interested I would have brought it up way earlier-” you paused, your eyes meeting with his widening ones as your hands froze mid-air, “oh.”

He blinked, watching as you slowly flickered your gaze away from him with a sheepish smile. “Oh.”

Akaashi had never really thought much about sex swings, if he had to be very honest. It just didn’t seem practical or all that feasible for apartment living. But that night, when you hooked your legs onto the hooks that dangled off the frame, your face physically burning up with your body being completely exposed under his attentive stare as your legs parted and swayed as your hands gripped tightly onto the handle. The strap sat right below your ass, arching you up and presenting your bare cunt to him as you leaned back against the supportive strap at the back.

“Don’t just stare...” you muttered, feeling very small as he just stood there and raked his eyes all over your frame.

He let out a soft gasp at the way you fell back when he ran his finger up your sex, every heave of your chest and curl of your toe completely within his view as he slowly rubbed his finger against your folds.

You were completely wrecked that night, your voice hoarse after he made you cum again and again on his cock with his hands on the suspensions, slamming you down on him with a brute force that had you seeing stars with each swing of your hips forward. The adrenaline rush he felt when he pulled out of you and watched his cum dripped between your legs onto the floor was unreal, your cunt clenching around nothing as they laid bare for him to see. 

He decided on the spot that he was going to keep the swing as he helped you down from the seat, your body slumping onto his arms immediately as your knees bucked the moment you finally touched the floor again.

-

“My, my, look at you...”

Your breath hitched at the voice that rang behind you, a soft whimper escaping your lips when you felt his warm palm pressing onto the small of your back.

Akaashi admired the way your body was held up so perfectly by the suspensions as you laid stomach first on the seat. The support on your torso had you arching your back up, your ass perching mid-air as your legs were strapped onto the two cuffs at the side. He could see the way your folds were fluttering from the position, taking note of how you seemed to be turned on just from being laid out on your fours for next time. Your body spun just slightly as the suspensions twisted under your weight, letting him take a good look of you from each angle as he held onto the straps that led to the handles your hands were gripping onto for dear life.

You whimpered when he slid the metal frame of his glasses off the bridge of his nose with two nimble fingers and he chuckled at the reaction. You could see the glint in his eyes clearly now that the two lenses were gone, goosebumps rising on your skin at the amused smile that accompanied the glimmer in his slanted eyes.

“Beautiful.”

A soft peck on the lips when he kneeled down in front of you set your skin aflame, the barest bit of contact making you ache for more when he pulled back after the light touch. He cooed when you chased his lips after pulling away, his hand running along the suspension belt to trace along your fingers that were latching onto the handle.

“Gonna be good for me?” he hummed at your eager nod in response to his question, the way you arched your ass up further did not go unnoticed by him.

“Good girl,” he muttered under his breath, his hand going down to take his cock in hand as he gave it a languish pump. He let out a content sigh and the sound made your mouth run dry, poking your tongue out to wet your lips as he deliberately distanced himself as his length filled and warmed in his hand. 

Your body was pushed back when he fisting your hair in his free hand and yanked your head back. A slight tap at your cheek with his hard tip was the only signal you needed to open your mouth up, holding back the urge to whine when he placed his cock on your tongue that was flat against the base of your jaw. Your drool was pooling up in your mouth as he just held it there, the weight making it hard for you to focus on your breathing as heat spread across your face from the burning shaft against your warm muscle.

An unexpectant thrust had you gagging around his girth, the snap of his hips jerking you away from him before gravity slammed you right back down. The soreness at the back of your throat shot right up to your nose, prickling tears at the corner of your eyes. 

He gritted, through clenched teeth, pulling your hair taut against your scalp as he set a vigorous pace, each gag as the tip of your nose brushed past the tuff of hair at his base sending vibrations to the center of his stomach. His hand that was holding on the suspension that held you up clenched around the rope, swinging you back and forth simultaneously with each move of his pelvis, the tightening of your throat had him shoving you down just a little deeper at a sudden lack of control. The handle that was in your hand was the only thing you could hold on for leverage but it did nothing to stop the way your body met him mid-thrust as you swayed helplessly on the swing. 

You felt your inner walls clench at the rough treatment, the burn in your throat prickling through the back of your scalp and melting into a numbing shock. In this sate, you were nothing but a few holes for him to use and the sheer control he had over you made your next gag came out as something resembling a whimper.

The sound of his cock gliding against your drooling lips was sloppy in your ear. He grunted when he pulled away all of a sudden, feeling a power rush at how you still hung your jaw slack with your tongue lolled out even as you had nothing to wrap your lips around. Your eyes were glassy from the tears, the silver string of spit that coated the tip of his cock and your bottom lip was nowhere near graceful. You huffed, struggling to regain your breaths temporarily as he held your head still. You whined when he rubbed his tip around the rim of your mouth, the leaking bead of pre-cum and your drool messing you up as the substance threatened to slide down your chin.

He arched your head back, admiring his handiwork as he stared down at you. The sharp gaze as he inspected your opened-mouth and white trails darting all over your chin had you letting out a muffled whine, your tongue still extended and slack against your bottom lip in an attempt to please him.

“Ah...” he let out an approving note from the back of his throat and the gravel lingering his voice made you shiver, “keep that mouth open for me, won’t you?”

You could not utter a word of response, only able to let out a muffled whimper when he took a stride until he was right behind you. Jolts of numbing shock rushed through your body when he trailed the very tip of his index finger along your spine as he moved, the lightest of contact eliciting goosebumps on every inch of your skin. You still felt the phantoming feeling on your back when he lifted his finger with a tread, the edge of his well-trimmed nails barely scraping against your skin. 

Your back arched uncontrollably under the tingles and pushing your ass further up, which was met with a pleased caress of his palm against your perched hips.

A firm smack against your flesh had your entire body swinging forward, the force that brushed past your skin when you rocked backwards from the swing had you clenching and moaning through parted lips as the sting settled in. Akaashi took in the way your ass jiggled and especially how your core was glistening with the sheen of your arousal right in front of his eyes. You whimpered when he held you still by your thighs, hilting the swinging of your frame to a stop as he lined his tip at your drooling cunt. 

“Hugn-”

Your eyes rolled back when he pushed in inch by inch, his eyes glued onto the sight of your folds sucking his cock in greedily as your spit that coated his length mixed in with the mess that was dripping down from the root of your thighs. He let out a sigh when he sheathed inside of you, the plump curves of your hips pressing right against his pelvis as he hilted balls deep in you. Your shoulders were tensing up as your hands gripped vice at the handle, each huff that slipped off your lips made his blood curl. The soft whimper you let out when he took his hands off your legs was like a mewl, your walls clamping down around him as you were once again at the mercy of nothing holding you up but the seat and cuffs.

One push of his hands on the sling shoved you off his cock only for you to slam down in full force when he rocked you backwards. You let out a broken cry at the sudden stretch, throwing your head back when he pulled out all the way only to plow deep in you as the swing sent you jolting back. You could do nothing but moan and scream as he took advantage of the swing, his fingers curled around the suspensions that linked to what cuffed your legs down with each handling of your body. 

Each push and pull was in perfect timing with his thrusts, the swoosh of the seat meeting his bucking hips midway to pulse into you until his hard tip was kissing the spot right below your cervix. He showed no sign of slowing down, grunts and hisses seeping from his gritted teeth as he was wrapped around your warm walls, feeling your insides taking him in like it could not get enough every time he threatened to pull out with a shove of your body forward.

He could not get enough of seeing your shaking frame and the soft flesh of your body jiggling under his force, your skin heating up with each slam of his pelvis against you and his balls slapping against your clit that was already puffy from the sensation. You were sure to feel him in you for days even after he pulled out, his cock drilling in you like he was determined to bruise you up until you were reminded of how he could make you break for him with each buck of your knees even as your feet touch the ground once again.

You were panting with each slap of his skin against yours, the erratic breathing made all the more difficult as you struggle to keep your mouth open as he had asked you to. The violent sway of your body together with each hilt of his cock in you made you feel light headed, as if your world was spinning both literally and figuratively. The waves of your orgasm ripped through your body as a numbing chill, making the tip of your ears heated up until you could not feel it within your burning senses anymore. Akaashi grunted at the feeling of your fluttering folds around his girth, your pulsing walls that hugged him closely from you crashed down making him all the more eager to have his way with you. You let out a weak whine when you felt his fingers digging into your hips, roughly parting the flesh to watch as his cock disappeared in you with each slam. Without his hands controlling the swing, the way your body moved with gravity was much sloppier but so much more forceful as it swung back and forth from nothing but the snapping of his hips.

You whined when he held you close, the sudden stop making your head dipped forward and your body tilting down. The strings of warmth that filled you up with a choked moan from the man behind you had your vision hazy, his cock pulsing in you as he shot his load inside your abused walls in the intimate position. He pressed you against him for a brief moment, drinking in the feeling of your bodies being so rawly connected before finally letting gravity took its charge.

Your jaw was slack as you lazily retracted your tongue, a whimper rolling off your lips at the sudden emptiness when he pulled out of you. Sparks lit up on your skin when he put his thumbs on both sides of your slip, pulling it apart to see your fluttering folds pushing his cum out of you. The sticky substance seeped out of you bit by bit, dripping onto the floor as you laid on the seat limply and too fucked out of your mind to even push yourself up.

“Think you need help getting down?” he asked with a light chuckle, his hand running along your leg in a soothing manner before carefully uncuffing your ankles and rubbing against the marks that were left.

“Please do...” you muttered, leaning into his touch when he got in front of you and leaned your upper body against his chest. You nearly put all your weight on him when he helped you down from the seat, your hands flailing to grip onto something only for him to prop you up with his hand under your arms.

You laughed when he slipped his hand under your knees, using the last bit of energy in you to hop up so he could carry you in his arms.

“We should really let them know that they picked a really good gift...” you mumbled as he carried you to the bathroom.

He paused, before shaking his head, “No, I think it’s better to not give them any more ideas.”

There was no way he was going to let anyone know what you were up to in the bedroom, less he wanted them to never stop bringing it up.

[shinayashipper]

CW // GENDERBEND // FEM-RIVALSHIPPING

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I was lonely so I livestreamed this drawing session and this is the result~ (Sorry I didn’t share the link here because even if I’m lonely, it’s nerve-wrecking if there’s too many people HHHH / I only shared the link in twitter)

(maybe someday I’ll share the link properly here too)

(anyway, thank you for letting me talk while I draw HHHH)

This took me 2 hours-ish xD