#sinday weekend

[late-night-cabaret]

"Strip. Please."

Wilford is on his knees. Even he could take the waiting anymore.

And what the perfect position to be in with what he had left. If he chose to take advantage of it, that is.

"Since you asked so nicely, sweetheart... sure." Yancy says softly. His hands run down his abdomen, thumbs hooking into the waistband of his boxers. Never taking his eyes off of Wilford. He slowly pulls them down, half hard cock springing free as the boxers hit the floor. It was the last piece he was wearing, now fully nude.

"This what you wanted to see?"

@carnivalofchaos

[lost-in-gardener]

[[OOC: Ahem. Let's pretend that Finn has the boobs to fill this set out /j]]

[[I would've done something for PI!Finn too, but I feel like the fanciest thing that bitch would wear is a sporting bra and boxers from Dick's Sporting Goods 😭😭]]

[grimowled]

; ooc

[roses-between-thorns]

Sunday morning song

Artist: Joy Crookes

Title: When You Were Mine

[aamaranthiine]

Sex Values

tagged by: @ikkaku-of-heart and @swordsandfashionablehats tagging: @ravarui, @seaoftales, @cherrygardn, @a-musing-mixologist (all dealers choice) and anyone else!

She's not saying anything to anyone about this.

OOC Comments: Pretty accurate overall, Thea tends to only have interest in sex if she's actively invested in someone emotionally/physically. Which is rare, overall, really. She does lean submissive but does not shy away from taking control at times, and will experiment with kinks reasonably well. Thea is very dedicated to her partner(s), though I headcanon her as leaning polyamorous due to several factors I might explain in the future. Maybe.

[alastors-radioshow]

He wasn't usually one for sultry tunes. Ah, but sometimes, he simply couldn't help himself.

Sometimes it called to him, sometimes there was a particular itch he needed scratched. Music had a habit of assisting him in expressing what he wanted. What he desired.

Sometimes, he slipped into a slightly.. Darker state. Where his words had to come out somehow.

"You're in the walls that I made with crosses and frames Hanging upside down For granted, in vain, I took everything I ever cared about

I miss the way you say my name The way you bend, the way you break Your makeup running down your face The way you fuck, the way you taste

When the curtains call the time Will we both go home alive? It wasn't hard to realize Love's the death of peace of mind

When the curtains call the time Will we both be satisfied? It wasn't hard to realize Love's the death of peace of mind

Love's the death of peace of mind~"

[The Death Of Peace Of Mind - Bad Omens]

[late-night-cabaret]

”Come on now bossman, you’re making quite the show. Strip.” Murdock sits patiently on his knees in front of him, sat in only a collar. @murderinthemaking

"Oh, babyboy, you look so good. I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear you forget the proper name to call me this one time..."

Yancy undoes the button on his pants and slowly pulls down the zipper. He lets the slacks fall to the floor and kicks them to the side, leaving him in black boxers. His cock half hard already. Moving closer to Murdock, he hooks his finger under the collar and tilts his head back. "Damn... so close, kitten. Looks like you gotta wait."

[yumichikah]

Poses for Sinday.

[drowned-bitch]

"My darling, you wouldn't mind helping me up off the bed, right? I was just trying something on and it would be positively dreadful if I couldn't get up, wouldn't it?"

[antiibow-a]

Let's talk about edging : Pairing specific edition.

Sheva may be sexually submissive, but she likes to go brat mode when @sseizonsha 's been extra good, and dangle a good time just a few inches out of his reach in front of him, for a few days. There's almost nothing more gorgeous to her than Leon fed up, pining and dizzy with satisfaction when she finally says he can have it.

[maddmuses]

“Wait I’m two days late to horny day????”

[webslingerx]

NSFW BELOW

Peter has a major spit kink. If you are his partner you are free to pull his head back whenever and spit in his mouth. Bonus points for if it’s alcoholic bird-feeding. He’s sweet on the outside but much more “dirty” in the inside.

[biteofcherry]

hello hi I hope your weekend is going great

for sinday, I can't stop thinking about dom bucky and dom curtis and dacryphilia

I just think it would make for such a fun scene

Another slap had your body jerking (well, as much as the bonds would allow), but your squeak inaudible, turning into a garbled vibration around Bucky's cock that was filling your mouth.

The back of your throat was rubbed raw from all the times he forced himself in, in a pace so rapid you could do nothing but keep your lips spread wide as he fucked your face.

Your chin was a sticky mess of copious amounts of drool and salty tears that made your skin itchy as they dried off.

More tears flowed each time Curtis landed a hard smack to your ass, as well when Bucky cut off your airflow for a few seconds.

"Such a beautiful mess," Bucky's touch was incredibly gentle as he swiped his fingertips along your cheek.

"Come, man, see this." He called out to the other Dom, smudging with his thumb the stains of mascara under your eye.

Curtis' hand moved along your body as he stepped to the front of the sawhorse you were strapped down to. He stood next to Bucky, both of them looking down at you - their ruined prey.

"Your eyes are so stunning like this," Curtis rough voice held a tint of soft awe. "So big and shiny."

He cupped your other cheek, wiping away tears that haven't yet dried. There was still reverence in his gaze as his fingers pinched your nose shut.

Bucky pushed his hips forward at the same time, burying his cock to the very limit once again.

Your whole body tensed, tears welling up in your eyes anew as you fought for the remnants of breath in your chest. They didn't let up until drops were trickling down your cheeks again.

When Curtis released his hold and Bucky withdrew his cock, you wheezed and coughed. And couldn't suppress the little whimper as a faucet of tears unleashed.

Both Doms were instantly crouching down in front of you, their hands gentle on your face.

"Are you okay? What's your color? What do you need?" Came their steady, but genuinely worried check-in.

Though tears were still flowing, your lips curved into a grin - slightly manic with the rush of endorphins hitting your system.

"Green, Sirs." You replied, leaning into one of the palms cupping your cheek.

"Want more cock, though," you added cheekily and opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue.

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[late-night-cabaret]

Strip

"Sure thing, doll."

Sitting down in a chair, Yancy brings one foot up at a time and takes his socks off. Then he leans back, keeping his legs spread and leaning the side of his face into his hand with a smile.

[serenofroses]

Mustering up something something short for sinday Ania/Marr. May or may not delete later.

wlw + implied smut reference cw

Marr made a quick sip from a glass and swallowed down the last drip of the strong liquor to savour the taste, watching the young tsis hybrid shiver from the cooler temperature within the penthouse as the winter season draws closer on Ziost.

"Are you cold?"

Ania made a quick nod at them, rubbing her bare arms in an attempt to warm herself up as tiredness kicked in. The strong liquor she had tasted left a lingering taste within the back of her throat--though she was completely spoiled by Renata's finest wines.

Marr would have to continue introducing Ania to their liquor reserved for cold nights.

"Sorry. I'm not used to the cold."

"That's alright. I'll get the heating running for you in the moment."

Marr hummed quietly, then a thought sprung to mind that curled the corner of their lip into a smirk. They set the glass down onto the counter, "I could offer you some of my clothes if you wish."

Ania neglected to pack some warmer clothes to stay the weekend over at Marr's. Surely, wearing a piece of Marr's clothes would suffice for the remainder of her stay.

Before she could answer, Marr shifted their weight to prowl towards her, back pressed up against the corner as the zabrak closed the gap between them.

"Or..." Marr leaned in her face, their height towered over Ania, their hands resting on her hips, lowering the tone of their voice, "I could... warm your loins if you prefer."

Ania held her breath by the proposition and squeezed her legs close, with her fingers gripping the edges of the corner as such thoughts were arousing, to say at least. Her eyes were on the zabrak's lips briefly, awaiting on them to speak or wondering whether they should kiss her or not.

Marr chuckled at her reaction, "Breathe, Princess."

Ania exhaled sharply. She hasn't realised she was holding her breath.

"You... caught me off guard, my lord. Wasn't expecting you to be this... direct." Ania cleared her throat.

"Perhaps but I do know how to please you. With my fingers... My tongue. Even my cunt." Marr retorted teasingly, "What's it be?"

Ania mused for a second, almost licking her lip from the anticipation, "I would be interested to have my loins warmed by you, please."

"Then I suggest you'd best take your dress off and give me a show first."

[streetscfrage]

@aquesticncflust happy sinday. im not home on weekends so dont expect a whole lot of ic stuff today specifically but still feel free to send stuff in, and ill get to it when i can!