#meat & greet

[puppppppppy]

you are umasou

[bigfoots-biggest-fan]

Hey, I just wanna say I found your post about you cumming very intimite yet relatable on a personal level, and I feel like we're connecting on a deep level

Thankyou, I too feel our relationship has grown in both depth and monetisability through this sincere exchange

[conjuringgifs]

Spencer Charnas in Meat and Greet

[gilgamish]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by: @saltymaplesyrup and @throughtrialbyfire Tagging: @kookaburra1701 , @dirty-bosmer , and @skyrim-forever Going back and writing some 'connective tissue' chapters for a new draft! It's been really fun! Here's a snippet from that: (pov character is hunting during this fyi, so cw: animal death, just in case!)

Further down the mountain slopes, the forest picked up again, and there reverberated a high, reedy noise, at first almost a pure, almost musical note, until it denigrated down into a guttural cry, carried off by the low, sonorous moan of wind rolled through the valley and broke against the trees. It was this that Kaidan pursued, the bugling of elk. For in Skyrim, rut began in Last Seed and would continue through Hearthfire, until the first week of Frostfall. The meat would not be good, but it was meat.

The plants of the forest laid low to the ground, creating a carpet of reds, greens, and browns, but the going was still slow. The terrain was rugged and he had to climb to negotiate the boulders and open rock faces that made up the landscape, but this was old hat to Kaidan, who had spent the better part of his youth running through forests like these. He no longer felt confined and the frivolities of life bled out of him the longer he spent out here in the wilderness, where there was the wind, and the song of his own heart, drumming in his ears. This was his sacrament to Kyne.   

He slowed his pace further the closer he got to the edge of the valley. He didn’t want to risk startling the herd that he suspected was bedded down in the lush grasses. To kill an elk with the bow, he had to get close. Very close. Secondly, he couldn’t make the shot from the side or from behind. The shot had to be made from the front, to take out the lungs, all without the elk seeing him, or it was all over.

Kaidan waited in the thinning trees, trying to study the dark shapes in the field that was the herd of elk. He watched a four-pointer stag stalk, skulk, and eventually chase a cow to the other side of the field. He waited, watching some more. He wanted to take out a stag. Personally, he didn’t like killing cows, but he didn’t feel like he had much of a choice as he began to creep closer.  

The grass was tall, but not tall enough to hide him. He doubled back a few times into the woods, creeping ever closer to a cow that had wandered further away to chew on a crop of mountain flowers. That was when Kaidan made his choice. Using the trees for cover and crawling at one point on his belly, he was in the grasses, edging ever nearer. There was the press of wind against the trees and the hiss of grasses. Kaidan froze. The cow had lifted her head, scenting the air. He snagged an arrow, drew, and fired.

The arrow struck home, right below the neck and square in the breast. The cow stumbled a few feet away, and collapsed with a harsh, desperate cry as it attempted to stand again but slipped. The herd around them scattered. Kaidan finished the elk quickly, and sat, letting his blood cool back down again, and lifted up a prayer to Kyne, thanking her for the successful hunt, before placing the final leaf in the elk’s mouth.

And just as he began to dress the carcass, there was the crunch and snap of foliage nearby. Grabbing his bow, Kaidan startled to his feet. There were a few kinds of people this far out in the woods, but the Legion foresters worried him most of all. Poaching on the jarl’s land carried a heavy sentence throughout Skyrim. If a ranger was about to come through, Kaidan knew there was only one option— Forest law be damned, he was not going to abandon his charge out here to die.

The figures came through. Kaidan counted three of them and none of them looked like Legion foresters, but this still did not comfort him.

One of the hunters leading the trio raised his hand and said, “Kyne’s peace, hunter.”

The greeting surprised him. Kaidan couldn’t remember the last time someone had greeted him in the Old Way. A few times, he had watched Brynjar go through the ritual with other hunters, and the words came to him naturally. “Wind guide you,” he responded.

The other hunter lowered his hand. “And skies guard you,” he said, thus completing the formal greeting.

[morgraham]

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

[patrickgalantes]

#for science

[kply-industries]

Tee hee hee hee hee! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!

[dani-15]

There’s a serious lack of good Spencer Charnas content on this god forsaken app

[norsferatu]

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Spencer Charnas in Meat and Greet

[dethronetheveil]

“i’d fuck me”

YEA ID FUCK YOU TOO BIG BOY I- SPENCER AS BUFFALO BILL ACTUALLY FUCKED UP MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY

[mellaisdangerous]

spencer was really making meat & greet and going "let me be as daddy as possible" ugh

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Another idea for meat and greet? Yn wakes up to spencer surprising her with her greatest enemy tied up in a chair for her to k!ll, almost as like a really fucked up apology 😭 but it ends w smut cs im filthy 😛

Js a thought!!

Meat and greet 7: Your sweet on me honey forever

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Warnings: murder and smut

An: this is fabulous in the fucked up way of this series love it! Also title comes from farewell ii flesh by ink!

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I wake up to your name being said softly. Wait wtf I locked the door! I shoot up straight in bed and am meet with the smiling face of Spencer.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" I yell "Doesn't matter I have something for you" he still smiles "what is it?" "I'll show you come with me!" He grabs my hand and I am practically dragged out of bed, down the stairs and to the basement. WTF does he have planned?

We get to the bottom of the basement stairs and tied to a chair I see a person sitting with a bag over their face. "Spencer what is this?" I ask confused and slightly annoyed. He grins "take the bag off and find out love"

I pull the bag off to reveal a reporter form a rival news outlet. "Spencer what the actual fuck?!"

"What don't you like your gift?" He asks. "Why the fuck is he here and what am I supposed to do with him how is this a present?" Spencer rolls his eyes and pulls a gun from the waist band of his jeans.

"Well my love this asshole has been stealing your articles and saying there his own, so I figured id bring you him as an apology for last night"

I look at Spencer with a angry and bewildered expression. "Murder can't fix all of the worlds problem Spencer" "well it can sure as hell help with some of your problems" he said matter of factly handing me the gun.

I think for a few moments, this fucker is a asshole and he's been stealing my articles who knows how many other people he's done this to? Spencer snakes his hands around my waist and with encouraging whispers in my ear I cock the gun and fire three shots that all hit him in the head.

Blood splatter hits my face and my breathing gets a bit heavy. "Good girl" Spencer smiles as he kisses the side of my head. He then grabs the gun putting it on the murder tool table on the other side of the room. He returns back to my side and spins me so I'm facing him.

We lock eyes and he stares at me lovingly, "let's get you clean darling" he says gripping my hand and leading me back up the steps.

He leads me to the downstairs bathroom he has me sit on the edge of the tub while he gets a wash cloth form the towel rack.

He gets one end wet with warm water and neals in front of me and begins to gently wipe away the blood on my face as he cleans my face I stare into his eyes getting lost in them.

I didn't realize Spencer was done cleaning my face until he grabbed my hand a squeezed lightly. "I'm sorry love about the other night, I don't know what I was thinking but all I know is I didn't like her at all. But I know I love you, I love you with all my heart I will never do that again." Spencer looked in my eyes it felt like he could see into my soul, his eyes were watery. "I didn't want you to go ever, I don't ever want you to be mad at me. Please never leave me." Tears finally spill from Spencers eyes. I was at a loss for words, I finally lean in and kiss him passionately.

I only want to be with Spencer and no one else.

"Spencer," I said looking into his eyes. "I never want to be apart from you too, my love. I will always love you, and I'll never leave you." His face lightened up, it made me so happy that Spencer was no longer sad.

Spencer leans in and kisses me passionately. I never felt so much love from a person ever before. He finally lets go of my lips, and he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest.

"I love you so much," Spencer says. I just smile and kiss his cheek.

"Let's go to the bedroom " I whisper in his ear,He kisses my forehead and takes my hand to the bedroom.

We get to the bed and he gently pushes me down on the bed. He then proceeds to take his shirt off, his muscles show through as he does so. Then he kisses me gently, he then proceeds to take my shirt off. My breath catches in my throat as he kisses my neck, goosebumps are everywhere on my skin.

He looks up at me and smiles then proceeds to kiss my lips, my cheeks, my forehead.

"Make love to me," I whisper, he proceeds to take off my jeans. He looks up at me with so much desire in his eyes, I could feel the fire from my heart to my soul. "Of course darling" He proceeds to take of my bra, and kisses my breast. Then he proceeds to take of his and my jeans.

Spencer gets on top of me, I wrap my legs around his waist. He enters me slowly, I moan in pleasure. "Your so tight baby," He whispers as he thrusts in and out of me. I moan again and bite on his neck, it felt amazing.

Spencer speeds up the thrusting, he's so deep inside me. I cry out in pleasure, and my toes curl I moan out again and dig my nails into his back. "Harder baby," I whisper back to him. He proceeds to go harder and deeper, his hands are on my hips.

My eyes close as I feel myself going over the edge, I moan out and dig my nails deeper into his back. I feel him going harder and faster, until he goes over the edge with me. "Ahhh," He moans out in pleasure. We both lay there panting and looking at each other. I lean up and kiss Spencer. "Your amazing," I say with a smile. He leans down and kisses me again, "I love you," He says.

"I love you too," I say back to him, then he falls asleep on my chest. I run my hand through his hair, I feel like the luckiest woman in the world. I fall asleep in Spencers arms.

[patrickgalantes]

this dance never ends